Date: Tue, 08 Oct 2002 08:09:38 -0400 From: Peter Amore <peteramore696@hotmail.com> Subject: An Escort's Diary - Part 29 - Was It A Dream? AN ESCORT'S DIARY - Part 29 By Peter Amore Was It A Dream? October 2002 DISCLAIMER: This story is true, but names and physical location have been changed to protect the parties to the story. It depicts homosexual acts between men who are all consenting adults. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO READ THIS STORY OR IF IT IS ILLEGAL IN THE PLACE YOU LIVE OR YOU DO NOT APPROVE OF SUCH MATERIAL PLEASE LEAVE. PLEASE DO NOT ENGAGE IN UNPROTECTED SEX. IT MAY LEAD TO LIFE THREATENING CONSEQUENCES. This story is copyrighted by the author and may not be reproduced in any form without the specific written consent of the author. It is assigned to the Nifty Archives under the provisions of their submission guidelines but may not be copied or archived on any other site without the consent of the author in writing. Copyright: 2002 - Author: Peter Amore - All Rights are Reserved. PeterAmore696@hotmail.com - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - This is the twenty-ninth in what I plan to be a continuing series of my experiences as a male escort and in my private life. I also plan on including stories recounted to me by clients, fellow escorts and my partner who is also an escort. For those of you who have not read my previous stories, let me tell you something about myself. I have been escorting for over 2 1/2 years. Through an agency for part of the time and on my own for the remainder. I live in the Philadelphia area, which is known as the City of Brotherly Love. I am 28, but look like 25, 5'8", 155 lbs, light brown hair and brown eyes. I am cut, have a 6.5-7 inch dick, a 32" waist and a nice "bubble" butt. I am sexually versatile, but more a bottom, not big on the anal thing, although I do get fucked. I prefer to be on my stomach, but will do whatever the customer wants. I like to get rimmed, but don't do it myself. I will only have safe sex (with a condom). I do suck, but don't swallow. I can say that I have the most fun while the client and I are 69ing, but, again, the customer is always right. I have had several customers who have given me tongue baths, which I find hot and have been a Cock and Ass Sundae on occasion. Not that it means much, but I am a college graduate, so I can carry on conversations at all levels and have been invited to many parties. I am 100% gay but very straight acting. Now for the story --- This story took place the night before last. While there are some rather strange aspects to it, nonetheless it turned out to be a rather erotic adventure. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. The past week had been stressful. (It was stressful because not a lot of calls were available and the bills were accumulating.) Also sometime we can work a weird schedule and this can cause a conflict between boyfriends who live together and are also both escorts working for the same agency. Sometimes one works more than the other or they are both busy and don't see one another. When these situations arise it can cause a rather stressful situation at home. Sometimes the situations can cause one or both to find a trivial matter and try to engage the other in a fight. This is exactly what happened the day before yesterday. We were both stressed and began to argue over something stupid. Before it escalated into an even bigger argument I figured it was best if I went out. I was not sure what I wanted to do, but I needed a break. I told my boyfriend that I wanted a night out and was going to find a trick at the local bar. I had a few drinks at home and started to feel buzzed. Then I went out. The only problem was that it was kind of early and the bar doesn't fill up until later. But I went out anyway. I walked into the bar and the first floor was kind of dull with no real prospects of a hot hook up. So I went to the second floor and this is where the real adventure began. I sat at the bar and since there were no real prospects I just wanted to chat with some people at the bar. I sat down next to a Latin looking guy, He was ion his forties and told me that he was a chef at one of the nicer hotels in town. He offered to buy me a drink and I said, "Sure, why not?" He was not my type but seemed nice and was not hitting on me just being nice. I said "Thanks." And then I excused myself to use the restroom. I returned and drank my drink. It tasted rather funny but I figured it was just the way they made it. I made rather quick work of the drink and then it hit me. I felt all out of it and spacey. Since I know I can drink quite a fair amount I had no idea why I felt so spaced out. All I knew was that something was wrong and I needed to return home. This was the last I remember of the bar. All I really rembered was entyering the bar and the cook's face. That was it. Somehow I made it home to my apartment building. I went up to my floor. I could not find my keys so I knocked on the door. The door opened and I stumbled inside, but to my surprise I was not in my apartment. I became nervous and my head cleared a little. I was about to panic until I saw who had opened the door and let me in. I then realized I was in the apartment next door. It had been rented just the other day and I had no idea who lived there. But I was surprised. I stood looking at this hot guy. He was about 26 or 27 about 5'10" with brown hair and green eyes. I figured he was just being nice and let me in to be nice. But as I scanned the room I noticed the local gay paper The Philadelphia Gay News (PGN) opened up on the table. But I was still not sure if he was gay. I then looked at my host again and noticed that he was clan in nothing but a t-shirt and a pair of Abercrombie and Fitch boxers. I could see his dick was semi-erect and he was rubbing it through his underwear. This guy was totally hot. He was extremely good looking and straight acting. He then said, "Hey, didn't I see your picture in the PGN?" I did not know what he meant until I realized that the agency recently started putting all the escorts' pictures in the paper. Since I was in somewhat of a haze, it did not at all seem real. I think someone put something in my drink at the bar. But I knew I was in an interesting predicament and still very horned up. I decided to go for it no matter what happened or what the consequences would be at home. He asked if I was an escort. I said, "Yeah." He then said, "How much would you charge to suck this?" He then pulled his underwear down and exposed a very nice seven-inch cock with a very nice girth to it. His dick was now rock hard and it stood straight out. He took off his shirt and stood fully naked before me. I could not believe my luck. I said, "Charge? Are you crazy? I should pay you!" I walked over to him. I stood before him and he did not move so I knew he wanted a really hot blowjob. Still being hazy I was not sure what was real and what was not. He then pushed me down by the shoulders until I was looking right at his hard dick. He then grabbed my head and forced his hard dick into my mouth. He started fucking my fast slow then fast. He would start and then stop when he was close to cumming. We did this for about half an hour. I kept fading in and out not sure if this fantasy was coming true or not. But I kept sucking his dick. He finally let out a moan, grabbed his dick and shot a huge loaf all over my face. He must have shot a gallon. It was everywhere. The next thing I knew I was home asleep on my own couch. When I awoke I could only remember bits and pieces of the night. I figured I had dreamt the whole thing. But I figured what a hot dream. I then collected myself and decided to go to the corner market for something to drink and some aspirins. When I went out of my apartment, I noticed a really nice looking girl moving things into the apartment next door. I then realized it was a dream. That was until the door opened and the hot guy from the previous night helped his girlfriend carry in some of his things. When he saw me all he did was give me a wink. It was then that I realized that I had sucked the dick of the hottest straight guy. (I guess so.) So from here on I am certainly going to keep my eyes open to see if there are any future opportunities to offer some good neighborly service or should I say servicing. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Well, that's it. I hope I haven't bored you and that you enjoyed this and it led you to get some pleasure. What do you think? Should I continue writing? I would appreciate any suggestions. Let me know and also let me know if you have any stories you want me to relate. PeterAmore696@hotmail.com. All replies will be answered, except flames, which will be ignored.