Date: Mon, 11 Aug 2014 21:49:59 -0700 From: John Black <blackhunk33@yahoo.com> Subject: The Unapologetic Escort, Chapter 2 The Unapologetic Escort Chapter 2 The next evening (Tuesday), I was a birthday present from one man to his boyfriend. They had paid for two hours of my time and as many loads as I could produce. If they were hot enough, I'd probably be pumping out as many loads as I shot up Doug's ass the night before. I drove to the address in the northeast quadrant of the city and rang the doorbell. The man who greeted me was in his mid-20s and very nice looking. The birthday boy standing behind him was even better looking. Both had hard, tight bodies. I knew this because they wore only cotton shorts, the kind you'd wear in high school to gym classes. This was going to be a fun two hours! Introducing myself, I told them I was their sex slave for the next two hours. The birthday boy immediately dropped his shorts and turned around, spreading his ass cheeks. I knelt behind him and licked his hole, and then shoved my tongue inside. He squirmed and moaned with pleasure, pushing back against my probing tongue. I know I tasted cum in his hole, which made me smile. Already prepared and lubed up, I thought. The boyfriend dragged us back to their bedroom. Both of them helped me out of my clothes. "Damn!" the birthday boy exclaimed. "Your write-up at the agency didn't lie! Is the notation about your ability to cum several times as true as your huge dick?" I nodded and smiled. "Truth in advertising," I smirked. "And thanks for preloading his ass," I added with a smile to the boyfriend. He blushed and smiled back. "I couldn't hold back," the boyfriend revealed. "His ass always makes me horny. It took all my will power not to try to eat my load out afterwards." "If you shoot like most men, nearly all of your cream is still buried deeply inside him," I suggested. "However, I'm willing to add a nice load to his ass, so you can still eat cum from the birthday boy's hole." He smiled at that idea. The birthday boy was on the edge of the bed on all fours, his ass waving at me. My dick was already hard as steel, hungry to taste ass again. I had fucked another man at noon in a hotel and pounded a couple of loads up his ass, or rather into a condom up his ass. That guy wasn't going to be on my list of favorites, but he did tip well. As sweet as the birthday boy's ass was, I knew this would be a good fuck. His boyfriend had a nice 8" dick that was nearly as thick as mine, so there wouldn't be any reticence in taking my dick. But, I was another two inches longer, so I'd have to be careful when I penetrated all the way. However, I needn't have worried. Birthday boy was hungry for dick and wasn't at all shy about making his needs and wants known. "I've always wanted a big black dick deep in my ass," birthday boy said over his shoulder as I slid deeper and deeper into him. "When we saw your profile on the agency's internet site, I knew I wanted you for my birthday. Paul decided I was worth it." Paul muttered his agreement, but was too busy sucking his boyfriend's dick as he lay beneath the birthday boy. Paul's dick was being sucked by his boyfriend as Paul did the same for him. Occasionally, Paul would eject his boyfriend's dick and lick at his hole as I slowly fucked the birthday lad. I pulled out twice and stuffed my hard dick into Paul's mouth, but that was getting me too close too quickly. But, Paul was not to be deterred. He reached up and massaged my tight, heavy nuts. That always pushes me perilously close to my climax. As I was already teetering on the edge, his action pushed me quickly over. With a whimper and then a roar of pleasure, I slammed my dick hard into the birthday boy's ass and unloaded a series of jets of my baby batter. His ass tunnel stroked my pistoning dick, trying to get as much of my creamy man-juice into him as he could milk out of me. I continued pounding his ass until my dick stopped jerking. Even then, I wanted to keep fucking that hungry hole. Finally, I stopped and leaned over his back, kissing him gently on the neck. I withdrew slowly, exiting with a soft plop. Paul immediately engulfed my cum-streaked dick and cleaned it off. Rolling away for a minute, I lay next to the birthday boy, kissing him. Paul moved out from under him and started eating out his boyfriend's asshole. A few minutes later, he was fucking the birthday boy, telling him how much he was going to unload up the lad's ass. I moved beneath them and sucked on the fuckee's dick. Moments later, his boyfriend added his nutt to mine. I licked at the junction of his dick and the birthday boy's hole, savoring the taste of my load and Paul's. This was good eatin'! As you already know, the taste of ass and cum always gets me horny. When Paul finally pulled out of his boyfriend's asshole, I moved around and plunged back inside with my renewed dick. The birthday boy (I still didn't know his name) suggested that he flip on to his back so I could fuck him harder and deeper. Who was I to argue with such a good idea? Assuming the new positions, I slowly pushed my dick inside him. He smiled up at me and sighed with pleasure. "I'm so pleased that you're everything I've wanted in a black man who knows how to service a white boy," he purred. "I'm glad you like the servicing," I replied, sliding my big dick in and out of his eager ass. "I hope I can give you many reasons to remember me the next time you need servicing. Multiple loads of raw cream should help you." If he wanted to say more, it was muffled by Paul's ass sitting on his face. I leaned in and sucked on Paul's dick while I kept up a slow pace in and out of his boyfriend's ass. Tasting ass and cum, my climax raced toward the inevitable peak. I slowed down and stopped sucking on Paul's dick, hoping that would make a difference. It did for a few moments, but the birthday boy's love tunnel chewed relentlessly on my hard phallus. "As they say in the movies, stop or I'll shoot!" I groaned. Neither of them cared. Paul leaned in and kissed me as his boyfriend banged himself against my thick dick. With a strangled cry of pleasure, I pumped another big, creamy load of my dick gravy into the birthday boy's butt. My climax continued apace as Paul's kisses got more urgent. A minute passed as my dick finally stopped firing and slowly wilted. I pulled out and sat back. "You got one hungry ass there, birthday boy!" I sighed. "And what is your name? I should know after pumping two, big, raw loads into your sweet ass." He giggled and said, "Lance." "It's been a real pleasure fucking and breeding you, Lance," I smiled. Leaning over, I licked at his asshole as pearls of cum oozed from his boy-hole. Meanwhile, Paul had moved off of Lance's face and quickly got under me. His hungry mouth closed over my dick and sucked off cream. My dick dripped some fresh jizz onto his eager tongue. Within minutes, my dick was hard again. You know how I am with ass and cum in my face. It's even worse when you add someone sucking my dick, too. I started eating out Paul's ass next as Paul continued sucking my hard dick. "You get fucked by your boyfriend, Paul?" I asked, as my tongue worked deeper into his hole. He pulled off my stiff dick long enough to answer. "It's been known to happen," he smirked. "There's no way I could resist that big dick of his when he wants to pump my ass." "I was thinking that the presenter of the birthday gift should get a reward for being so thoughtful. You wanna sit on my dick and take a load?" I leered at him. He looked over at Lance and got a big smile in return. "Go for it," Lance confirmed. "My ass needs to take a break anyway. Three big loads in my ass, delivered by huge dicks is reason enough. Besides, I'd love to see that big black dick of his spread that perfect ass of yours. And it'll give me a chance to taste his nutt and your butt, instead of my nutt and your delicious ass." Paul flipped over to his back and pulled his legs into his broad chest. "Take it easy on me," he instructed. "You're a lot bigger than Lance." "Not that much bigger," I assured him. "Maybe, I'm a little longer, but Lance is just about as thick as both of us are. Besides, when your birthday comes around, you'll need to take several of my loads up your sweet ass. I don't think you'd want to just suck me off for a couple of hours." He laughed at that. "You're such a good salesman," he purred as my dick slowly spread his hole and slipped deeper and deeper inside him. "And for your anniversary," I added, "wouldn't it be nice to get a couple of us from the agency to service both of you. The price is far less than you'd think. And I know the perfect man to assist me. I'll have to show you his profile when our time is up." "I wish we could afford you for the entire evening," Lance sighed. "I would love to use you for our pleasure for a whole night." "I'm not sure you could handle that much fucking or that many loads," I bragged. As I slowly fucked Paul, I concentrated on his face, making sure that I was reading his pain or comfort levels as I ground my big dick into him before I pulled back again. He seemed to love it as much as the birthday boy had. A thought raced through my mind. What, I wondered, is company policy about giving it away when I got to know them better, or saw them out at one of the gay venues like a bar or restaurant or at a gay event? Are friendly fucks with former clients permitted? I decided I'd have to ask Doug about it. I didn't want to ask the boss. I was afraid of the answer. Surely, Doug had encountered this situation before. Concentrating again on Paul's ass, I blew another big load into a hungry manhole. I'm definitely oversexed if I can nutt so often and so soon after a previous load. I'd better take advantage of that gift while I'm young enough to pound out so much jizz. Lance got the next two loads that I sprayed. Of course, Paul was right there to eat them out and clean off my dick. And Lance had already eaten some of my load from Paul's ass, but always went back for more, hoping that more of my cream would slide down Paul's love tunnel. I pumped a final load into Paul and left them happy and sated. Of course, I showed them Doug's picture and profile before I left. They were very interested in getting both of us to service them when their anniversary came up. As I left for home, I recalled that Paul hadn't shot off as many loads as Lance had. Maybe that was just his inability to make more juice. It certainly wasn't because he wasn't horny, or because he couldn't get hard again. Perhaps, he was holding back to give his boyfriend a final load for his birthday before falling asleep. I had one appointment on Wednesday and another on Thursday evening with men in hotels. I did my duty, got nice tips and left them satisfied. Both of them required condoms. I was okay with that. I didn't want to fuck with them anyway, if I'd had a choice. Both of them wore wedding rings, and I doubted very much that meant they were married to other men. My boss told me that I needed a couple of days off, but he was afraid that Friday and Saturday nights were the busiest for the agency. Would I be satisfied with having Monday and Tuesday off? I told him that was okay with me, but we needed to agree on a schedule that I could count on. We agreed that having Monday and Tuesday off every week would work for both of us. I met a man at one of the airport hotels early on Friday afternoon. We had a good time and he was very generous with the tip. I was there only an hour, but the guy was very good in bed, getting me off four times in that hour. He was another regular for the agency, so he felt comfortable taking me raw. He loved to eat my ass, but didn't want to fuck me. He only wanted to take my loads up his ass. The client didn't suck my dick, either. I thought it was a little strange, but he was such a good bottom that I didn't care. Doug called me on my cell phone and asked me if I'd like to have dinner with him before the clients started calling. Of course, I agreed to his suggestion. That would give me a good chance to ask a few more questions about our chosen profession and how he dealt with certain kinds of clients. Immediately after we ordered Italian food, I asked my first question. "Doug, what do you do when you meet a client and you have a really good time and you want to see him again and he definitely wants to see you? Do you charge him agency rates or do you give him a freebie?" "I knew this would eventually come up," he smiled at me. "And it's a very good question. I've never asked by boss about it and I'm not going to. I don't want to know if there is company policy about it. But, to answer your question directly, I charge the guy from out of town, unless we start to get something rolling that both of us are really into. Then, I treat him like a good fuck buddy on my days off. If his schedule is such that he is in town only when I'm on the clock, he gets charged. That wouldn't be fair to the agency." "Did you ever have a time when you were really falling for the guy and he was hot for you and there was a good chance at a real relationship?" I wondered. "Yeah, that's happened a couple of times," he admitted. "But, in both circumstances, they wanted me to give up the whoring around and move back to their city to be kept. I just couldn't do that, the being kept part. My degree is one of those worthless ones that doesn't get you a real job." "What degree do you have?" "English literature," he smiled. "Not exactly in great demand," he laughed. "What about local guys?" I asked. "That one's tougher," he sighed. "And you've already met someone who was a really good time." "A couple, in fact," I revealed. "Well, that makes it a little easier," he smiled. "You aren't trying to go for one of them, are you?" "Oh, NO!" I exclaimed. "I want to fuck with both of them on a sorta regular basis. They're great guys with nice bodies, big dicks, and hungry holes." My dick hardened and lengthened uncomfortably in my pants as I talked about Lance and Paul. I was going to have to do something about that later. It was Friday, so there was an excellent chance that I'd be pounding someone's hungry ass tonight. "Do what I do, then. Fuck with them on your days off. But first, are they regulars with the agency?" "No, first timers and I was a birthday gift from one of them to the other." "If they were regulars with the agency, you'd have a problem," he cautioned. "I've had the circumstance come up where this regular wanted the relationship to be more than physical. He was a good fuck and fun to be with, but he wasn't marriage material from my perspective." "So, you see him just as a friend, to go to dinner, movies, and so forth?" "I told him that was what I was fine with, but it wouldn't be right with the agency, because of his history with them. He sorta understood, but wasn't very happy about it. However, he's gotten over it and we're pretty good friends. It just isn't a sexual relationship in any way. You see what I mean?" he asked. I nodded just as the waiter approached with our dinners. I dropped the subject until we'd finished our meal. During the meal, Doug suggested that I join one of the local gyms to keep myself in shape. "Even though you're young and in excellent shape now, you'll want to maintain that so that you'll continue to be as desirable as you are now," he said. He offered to take me to his gym and signed me up. "The hours are good, equipment is excellent and the staff is hot! Besides, the showers, sauna, and steam room are very friendly." "Guys are getting it on there?" I asked incredulously. "Oh, yeah, but discretely. It isn't just a place where gay men work out," he cautioned. "We could sign you up tomorrow, if you want to." I agreed to meet him tomorrow at noon at his place, and we'd walk from there to his gym. Friday evening's "date" was one I'll always remember. The man I went to see is a Marine Corps recruiter. I'm not even remotely interested in joining the Corps, but I certainly did my best to join him over and over. Before I left the agency, I was told that my "date" was negative and that he would probably want to fuck me as well as get fucked. If I was willing, bareback sex was guaranteed. One look at the guy and I knew I was going to have a very good time. He was only an inch or two shorter than me, white, very hard, muscular body, buzz cut hair, and very nervous. "I've never done this before," he began, "but when I saw your picture and qualifications, I knew I had to meet you. This will sound very odd to you, but you will be fulfilling a fantasy of mine that I've had since I was assigned to this recruitment office with this amazing man that looks like and is built like you." He blushed before he resumed speaking. "I don't know how big his dick is when he's hard, but it probably rivals yours, if not bigger," he smiled sheepishly. "I've seen him naked many times after we work out together, but his dick is certainly big when it is flaccid." "I'll do what I can to make this a very enjoyable hour for you," I promised him. "What is it that you've always wanted to do with him?" "I've always wanted to touch his hard body in all the wrong places," he smiled. "I think you need to help me undress to get the most out of that idea," I suggested. "And I'll do the same for you." We slowly undressed each other, pausing after each new patch of bare skin was exposed. He played with my erect nipples as I played with his. I leaned in and licked both of them in turn. He copied my motions. His tongue descended lower, bouncing over my abs as he pushed my pants down. His tongue stopped in my curly pubes, but only for a moment. His long tongue licked the thickening shaft, getting closer and closer to my pulsating head. A drop of dick dew appeared at the tip, which he eagerly consumed. I pushed my pants to my ankles and stepped out of them. He never missed a moment attached to the end of my hard dick. Pushing his pants lower, I tried to suck his hard dick, but he was too focused on sucking me to realize what I wanted to do with his dick. He tried several times to take my dick deeply into his throat, but failed each time. "Very few men have ever taken it all orally," I assured him. "But, you're a natural at this. Surely, you've had some experiences before?" He grinned up at me and nodded slowly. "Not with one this beautiful or this big," he said, gasping for breath. His hands were on my ass, helping him hold his position as he bobbed on my dick. "You have a beautiful ass," he finally said. "It's just as hard as I thought his would be and every bit as round." "Thanks," I replied. "And you have a great ass, too. I hope to get to know it better." He blushed and stood up. "Just how far do you go?" I asked. "How far do you want me to go?" "You okay with kissing and rimming and fucking and taking and giving loads?" "Oh, yes, very much so," I eagerly agreed, leaning in and kissing him gently on the lips. He pulled me into a tight embrace and returned my kiss as if he were dying for a kiss from another man. My hands cupped his hard, beefy ass cheeks, hoping to get my face and dick between those granite globes. I reluctantly broke the kiss, but resuming kissing his body, spending a goodly amount of time on his square, hard pecs, and erect nipples. His dick was hard and pressing against my chest as I continued my journey toward his thick sausage. Engulfing his throbbing member with my full lips, my tongue worked the precum-oozing head, enjoying the salty and sweet dick dew. The Marine's dick reminded me a lot of Paul's dick, thick and bigger than average. His hands rested on the back of my head, encouraging me to suck him deeper and faster. I knew he was getting close way too soon, so I pulled away and looked up at him. "I think your ass needs to be rimmed before you get off," I smiled. Without a second thought, he turned around, bent over, and spread his boulder-like ass checks with his big hands. I kissed both cheeks several times before my tongue descended into his ass trench, heading for his tight pucker. When my tongue touched his hole, he winced, but quickly spread his ass even more. I felt a hand on the back of my head, urging me to rim him more deeply. His hole was perfect, tight, slightly tasting of soap, and was very hungry. "Damn! You're good at that!" he praised, but pulled away before I could really work my tongue up his butt. "But, the thing I really want to do is suck you off. I've always wanted to suck that guy's big dick and taste his cream," he added. I stood up and pressed his shoulders down. He easily knelt on the floor in front of me and worked my dick as deeply into his mouth as he could without gagging. His tongue worked frantically on my sensitive head. "You keep that up and I'll nutt too soon," I warned him. "Your profile says that you can cum multiple times." "And I can," I responded. "I'm only warning you that it's going to pump out soon and there'll be a lot of it." He resumed what he'd been doing and I turned myself over to the pleasure he was giving me. In less than a minute, I was flooding his mouth with jets of creamy baby batter. I moaned and he swallowed every drop of it, nursing my dick until it was about half wilted. "That's really sweet cum you pump out, Mike. Now, it's my turn. I really want to fuck your hot, black ass. You okay with taking me bare?" "You sent your test results with your picture to the agency, so the obvious answer is yes! I'd love to feel that big hard dick up my butt. Don't even think about pulling out." I flipped on to my back and pulled my legs into my chest. "But, it always helps if you eat my ass out first." "That was going to happen anyway. I've always wanted to eat his black ass out until he squealed with pleasure and pumped out a load without even touching his dick. Of course, I hope you don't spray a load while I eat your hole. All of your nutt goes up my ass or down my throat," he smiled. He ate my butt for several more minutes, making me wonder if he was trying to make me cum without touching my dick, despite his earlier promise that he wouldn't. Suddenly, he stood up and shoved his hard dick half way up my hole and screamed out a climax. His hips pistoned wildly, trying to plant as much of his seed as possible deeper and deeper into me with his pulsating dick. With his third lunge, he was in all the way. I could feel his dick jerking as he continued to unload inside me. The duration of his spraying sperm compared well to what Doug had done many times already to my ass. I was definitely enjoying this. Several minutes of kissing later, he pulled out gently. He reached for the lube, applied some to his asshole and my dick and sat slowly on my hard phallus. He winced several times, so I didn't force him to take more than he could comfortably handle. Eventually, he was able to fully take me. He sighed with pleasure and smiled at his accomplishment. He leaned over and kissed me gently. "Go easy on me, Mike," he whispered. "I've never been fucked by anyone as big as you. But, because you are so much like my Marine buddy, I want to take you and as many loads as my ass can take and you can deliver in the rest of our hour together." My first load in his ass happened less than a minute later. The second followed only five minutes after that. The Marine had figured out that if he sat on my face, my dick would get rock hard immediately. Clever Marine! I knew I couldn't nutt again for a few more minutes, no matter how much face sitting was involved. So, he offered to fuck me again. That suggestion got no resistance from me. This time, he took me as we lay on our sides. His hips thrust against my ass until he pumped another creamy load up my hungry hole. When his climax ended, he pulled out, turned over and offered his ass to me. I was rock hard again, so another big load of baby batter splattered deeply into his Marine ass within another three minutes. I glanced at the clock. We had only a few minutes left on his hour. "Is there anything you'd like to do that we haven't done or that you'd like to do more of in the last minutes I'm here?" I asked. "I think some real good kissing and cuddling is needed after the hot fucks you've pounded into me," he smiled. "Isn't that how a good love-making session ends?" "Most of them do," I agreed. So, for the last minutes of our "date", the Marine and I kissed, hugged, cuddled, and sucked dick. We finished the hour with an exchange of sperm, almost perfectly timing our climaxes. Before I got dressed, we kissed one last time, swapping sperm. I told him that I hoped I was able to fulfill his fantasy satisfactorily. He assured me that I had. The only way if could have been better would have been to have fucked with his Marine buddy instead of me. But, he admitted that getting his hyper-straight friend to suck dick and fuck with him was right on the edge of impossible. He was probably right. I called the agency and told them that I was free for any very late dates. Those clients usually called between 1:00 a.m. and 2:30 a.m. It was already nearly midnight. Instead of going home, I decided to hit the agency and see if anyone was there. Two other men were there that I didn't know. One was probably as young as I was and the other was in his 20s. Both of them were twinks, in my estimation. They were definitely not competition for the men who would want to pay for my services. We did chat a bit, talking about nothing in particular. They were nice young men, but definitely not my cup of tea. However, I know they wouldn't have said no if I'd offered to fuck either or both of them. At nearly 1:00 a.m., both of the twinks got called out for "dates" with someone they'd fucked with together before. They seemed to like the idea, probably because the guy tipped well. But, there could have been other reasons. He wasn't my client, so I really didn't care. The phone did ring several more times, but none of them wanted what I had to offer. I know one of them wanted Doug, as I overheard this side of the conversation. I was a little jealous about that, but told myself that I was being ridiculous. After all, I'd just fucked with a totally hot Marine; and Doug and I were professional escorts, not boyfriends with an exclusive arrangement. I decided to go home and get some sleep. The agency could reach me on my cell phone if any calls came in for me. None did. I slept soundly.