Performing for Noguchi-san and Clients

[5 June 1972, Monday ]  I woke with the alarm at 06:57 and, grabbing a short robe, got down to the landing phone just as it rang.

It was Mr. Weiss, and he was in a hurry.  "Okay Val, that you?" I said yes and  started to say good morning, but he said "No time.  Pencil and paper."

I dropped the robe, found pencil and paper,  and said  "Okay".

The deal was this: Noguchi-san, owner of the Bare Toys international men's clubs, at which I would be working starting later this month, needed a favor tonight.  He had 9 media representatives [3 each from 2 Japanese companies and 2 reps and a performer from a US company] in town to finalize contracts and he needed me to assist in entertainment.  I'd receive $400 plus tips [from a tips box].

Mr. Weiss would arrive at 4:30 pm with clothes so I was to be washed and naked,  teeth brushed, etcetera, etcetera when he arrived.  We'd all meet for drinks from 5:30 to 7:00, dinner from 7:00 to 8:00, and after dinner drinks and entertainment from 8:30 to 3:00 am..

That turned a quiet day busy but it was good money for having a great time and, of first importance, making sure the guests had a great time. 

[I'd have to request a delay for my meeting with vie principal Graham.]

It was barely 7:30 when we hung up, so I started coffee and went up to shower. When I returned Mr. Drake was making eggs, bacon and toast.  I got my coffee and said good morning and he asked how it went Sunday.  I gave him the capsule version and helped carry the 3 plates to the table.

Saikawa-san came down as we served and told us he had arranged to stay another week. Mr. Drake and I said "Cool" simultaneously, Mr. Drake fondled my thigh  and added "maybe we'll celebrate Wednesday."

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Mr. Drake dropped me off at...

...SCHOOL...

...at 7:45 so I could see vice principal Graham early.

I told Mr. Graham I had to work tonight and asked if we could do our meeting Wednesday.  [And it took a lot to not flirt with him.]   He agreed to Wednesday at 3:45, "and not a second later."

Later I got Mr. Gull to let me go at 2:30.  I owe him and 3 buddies a night out [4 hours] Friday June 9.

HITCHHIKE

The bus ran every 30 minutes and I just missed one.  So I turned to face oncoming traffic, opened the  button on my hip huggers and stuck my thumb out.

Within a couple minutes a businessman in a black sedan pulled over and pushed open the passenger door. I went over and, after he moved a pile of files to the rear seat, got in.

He was 6 ft , stocky, with a round face and dark business cut hair, somewhat thin lips and a bulge that promised at least 7 inches and possibly 8.

He asked, "how far you want to go?" Talk about a loaded question 😅.

I gave him a cross street 3 blocks away from my house.  He said "Sure thing.  You want a soda?".  He pulled into a burger joint, and I said yes and small diet.  He went in and brought out 2 diets and pulled out of the lot and were on our way.

I fiddled with the seat belt a couple times, then he said it was broken. "But you're in good hands.  I haven't had an accident in 25 years." He patted my thigh lightly, "you like those tight jeans, huh?  You get a lot of chicks browsing, I bet."

I spread my legs a little and said, "more guys, really." I got a little braver and unzipped a little, then pushed my thumb under my waistband, "too much lunch".  I smiled.

He touched my thigh, squeezing it while he said, "go ahead unzip all the way.  I don't mind and there's nothing in there I haven't seen before."   He pulled into a  park and drove to a quiet part, moved his hand up my thigh and smirked.  "I saw a bumper sticker the other day, CASH, GRASS OR ASS; NOBODY.RIDES FOR FREE.". He opened his slacks, "seems reasonable to me."

I agreed.

He pushed the bench seat back, "Good boy". He pushed his slacks down below his ass, "you sucked cock before?"

I said "yes, sir. Mostly men over 40."

He grunted and pulled his hard 8.5" cock out through the fly of his shorts.  "Nothing fancy, just suck and swallow."

I bent over and licked his cock up and down and back up, then took about half of it into my mouth 👄 and licked his shaft while bobbing my head up and down on his cock.

After a couple minutes he put his hand on my ass, feeling and fondling it.

I stopped long enough to push my hip huggers down a little and he took the hint.

He pushed them, and my briefs, down just past my hips, and fondled my bared ass.

Five or 10 minutes later, he moaned softly and started fucking my mouth. 

I stopped moving my head...

He fucked my mouth faster and clasped my ass, whispering obscenities.

...but kept licking his cock.  Then, suddenly he shot a big load of cum into my mouth and followed it with a few spurts.

He patted my ass hard and said "OK, good."

He wiped his cock with a few tissues and patted my thigh, "You liked that, too, didn't you?"

I nodded, rearranging my clothes and said  "yes, sir".  I took a mouthful of cola, swirled it in my mouth, and swallowed.

He didn't say much on the drive to the crossroads where I'd asked him to drop me.

We established several things on the way.  He'd tell me his name if he picked me up again.  I was usually at the bus stop between 3:30 and 4:00 pm.  No payments.  He was straight and wouldn't suck cock or be fucked.

I got out of the car, and we waved bye.

When he'd gone I walked the three blocks…

HOME 

It was just around 3:00 and quiet when I got in.  I checked the house, then went to my room , set a temporary alarm for 3:40 and crashed.

I woke with the alarm, stripped, showered and shaved for the second time that day then used deodorant and cologne, etcetera.

I finished at 4:20.

And not a moment later Mr. Weiss knocked at the door. I went downstairs, completely naked and checked the peephole to confirm it was him, carrying a suit bag.

I unlocked the door and opened it, keeping my lower body out of sight. When he came in, he went to the staircase   and  said, "these are your clothes for the evening plus a couple gifts. Now, let's go--". He turned to me and stopped and said,  "delicious."  i was standing in front of the closed door, legs spread and arms behind me

I smiled, "you did say naked".

"Yes, I did.  Now let's get you dressed.  Go on up and I'll follow."

I put more sway into my hips for him. And he stayed 3 steps behind me. 😁

So, the outfit for drinks and dining was black silk socks, black shoes, red satin briefs and matching tank top, a pale pink silk shirt, silver cufflinks, and a powder blue vested suit.

The other outfit comprised black silk socks, red thong, red jockstrap over the thong, a red mash half-tank that came down to just below my breasts and black dance shoes.

And then there were my gifts: Two pairs of leather hip huggers, one black and one white; two leather vests, one black and one white and a dozen handkerchiefs all different colors.

I put the gifts away and Mr. Weiss helped me dress, making adjustments as we went.  I asked about a tie, and he said "no  need tonight."

I started to go downstairs, and Mr. Weiss said, "you'll need another change of clothes.  We'll keep the suit and shirt for cleaning."

That made sense so I asked him to get the white leather hip huggers and a black shirt.

We left at 4:40 and arrived at...

THE COCKPIT CLUB

INTRODUCTIONS

...at 5:20 pm.

The only thing Noguchi-san had changed was to bring in a long conference table comfortably seating 14 with 13.chairs and place settings.  The table was set in front of the CCTV room, which would not be used tonight.  Frankie and I would dine at a separate table, with Mr. Weiss.

At 5:30 Noguchi-san welcomed everyone to the Cockpit Club, which he had rented  for the night to 4:00 am.  He introduced me and Frankie Jeffers [as Frankie and Val], standing between us, arms around our waists.

Frankie was 5 ft 8 inches, slim and toned with a coppery tan, curly black hair, shaved body hair, trimmed pubic hair and 8 inches of cock.

And me, of course: MICHAEL VAL TAYLOR 18, 5’9 150, stocky [ballet danseur] thighs, with a medium light build, collar length brown hair, no chest hair, light body hair, a 6” cock, and heavy balls.

Noguchi-san got a round of applause, and continued, "You will find 4 tip boxes on the bar counter, two marked Val, the other two marked Frankie.  After dinner the boys will switch to much smaller uniforms for your pleasure.  You can give tips to the boys or put in the boxes."

The guests were introduced next. 

MMB Inc from Studio City , California [owners  Ray Goldstein and Charles Ayres, performer Billy  Rambeau ]

SHINSHI NO YUME./ GENTLEMAN'S DREAM [owner Fukutomi-San and producers Endo-san and Nobutokio-san

 SEKUSHINA OTOKONO/ SEXY BOYS.][owners Daimon-san and Sado-san and director Honda-san]

"I will suggest you use the pre-dinner time to speak with me or Mr. Weiss or the boys about anything serious. 

"And the last item.  There will be-"

A muscular man with long dark hair wearing black jeans and deck shoes came out of the backstage and said "Sorry Noguchi-san."

Noguchi-san nodded and said "good timing.  Thank you, Trent.  As I  started to say, Trent will be tending bar unlit we close.  So enjoy yourselves."

He called me and Frankie over. He told us to be friendly but try to avoid sex until after dinner. As for us, we could have 3 drinks between 5:30 and 8:00 and no limit after dinner, but to bear in mind we were representing Noguchi-san and his clubs.

Frankie asked if he could wait on the American group, leaving the Japanese to me.  I said that I  didn't mind either way.  In fact, I was half hoping that the Japanese might spend a little more freely.  Noguchi-san okayed that and told Frankie he would also take care of Noguchi-san and Mr. Weiss.

DRINKS and DINNER

The first thing I did was to get drinks orders from my table [the 6 Japanese men had moved to another, smaller, table  which still  sat  7, closely but not too tightly.

Endo-san and Daimon-san spoke for their respective studios and Endo-san ordered drinks including a White Russian for me.

I got the drinks and served them, and Endo-san told me to join them.

We all talked about me and about their studios, for a little over an hour. The Gentleman Dream produced a little of everything gay, from single or multiple masturbation to cross-dressing to light bondage and discipline.  Action Boys covered the same territories with a darker edge.

As for me, I told them I was open to almost anything except pain, water sports and anything that would leave bruises or scars.  Asked what I liked most, I said older men, domineering men and gang bangs.

Dinner was served by the bartender and was light but elegant

Noguchi-san came over and leaned over the table and lowered his voice.  "I will not need you tonight, Frankie.  See me Monday at 9:00 am.  Mr. Weiss will pick you up at 8:20."

Frankie stood up, "I don't have cash for a taxi.".

Mr. Weiss stood and whispered to Noguchi-san, who straightened up.  "Mr. Weiss will take you home.  Call me when you get there, Joseph, and I'll let you know if I have a replacement.".

I stood and cleared my throat and whispered to him.  He asked if I was sure, and I nodded.

Noguchi-san took Mr. Weiss aside for a few minutes, then Mr. Weiss left with Frankie.

Noguchi-san returned and got everyone's attention.  "Gentleman, thank you.  I was forced to send Frankie home.  However, my newest hire will make up for the loss. Now relax and  enjoy your dinner."

We went back and started eating [I ate little and took doggy bags when we left.]

Mr. Weiss returned at 7:45 and told Noguchi-san, "I told him he's on probation.  I'll pick him up at 3:30 pm for work Tuesday."

Noguchi-san brightened up and told him to "take our pretty boy backstage and help him get dressed.  Blue cloak and, Val,  come to the entry arch and when the  arch lights come on drop the cloak and come down, sexy, and serve drinks, then serve our guests."

ENTERTAINMENT

Back stage, Mr. Weiss had me strip and took his time hanging the clothes while looking me over.

He smelled my ears, my collar and my spine.  "I can barely smell your cologne.".  He sniffed again, took a bottle from a drawer and spritzed behind my ears, at my collar, my navel and a few down my spine. "a little slutty, but right for you tonight."

He helped me get into the black silk socks, red thong, red jockstrap over the thong, a red mesh half-tank that came down to just below my breasts, and black dance shoes.  He went to the wardrobe and returned with a long blue cloak and draped it around my shoulders.  It had t neck clasp, but we didn't use it. 

We went to the ramp entry, Mr. Weiss turned the arch lights on, then announced me as "...Val Luscious!"

I came through, the cloak rising as I spun twice.  Then, to brief applause, I let it slide off as I swayed down the ramp, past the guests, [who had moved to seatsl beside the ramp] straight to the bartender. He handed me a medium drinks tray and I went to work.

I got everyone's drinks, including mine, and Fukutomi-san told me to come back when I finished deliveries.  He took my White Russian, holding it for me.

Fukutomi-san was 42, 5 ft 7 inches and fit, with short black hair,  light body hair, no chest hair, light pubic hair and 8 inches of hard cock.  He was the owner of SHINSHI NO YUME./ GENTLEMAN'S DREAM studios.

I went over and...

...FUKUTOMI-SAN...

...stood and put his right arm around me, handed me my drink and we toasted "...new friendships."  I drank half of my White Russian and set it on an empty chair.

Fukutomi-san pushed me to my knees, "now, remove my shoes and place them beneath my chair. Then my slacks and brief on my chair and stand up."

I followed his instructions and, when I stood up, he pulled me into him and kissed me hard.  He shoved his tongue into me, holding my right biceps and fondling my ass.  He kept probing and pressing his tongue against mine for a couple minutes, then suddenly released me and broke the kiss.

He patted my ass, and said, "and now you kneel, and suck my cock."

I knelt, held his 8-inch cock, massaging it gently, straight up and licked and kissed and sucked his balls for a good 2 to 3 minutes

I glanced at the other  guests and my cock throbbed in anticipation of each of the 9 filling my ass with cock.

Fukutomi-san tapped me on the head.  I turned my attention back to his cock.  I licked it slowly up the shaft and, when I reached the tip, I took the head into my mouth and licked his cockslit.

I glanced at the other men, to my right and left, taking about half of Fukutomi-san's cock  into my mouth.

The other men, except for Mr. Weiss and Noguchi-san, were either naked or stripping.

I bobbed forward and back, taking more and more until I was on my knees with Fukutomi-san fucking my mouth and throat.

He said something to Endo-san, and, in seconds, Endo-san's fingers were lubed and probing and stretching my fuckhole.

A few seconds later I heard Fukutomi-san lubricating his cock, and I  tried to reach my drink.  Mr. Weiss grabbed it and handed it to me and asked if I was ready for another.

I finished the white Russia in 2 large swallows and nodded.  Mr. Weiss smiled, brushed my hair and took my glass  to refill it.

And I squealed, surprised, when Fukutomi-san shoved his cock into me, grabbed my hips and started fucking me steadily.

The rest of the men  were naked and sporting or working on erections, with Mr. Rambeau's 11-incher towering over the others like the Empire State building of cocks.

I looked up and he smirked and said, carefully, "every, fucking, inch".

Yes, I'd taken a couple 11-inch cocks in the past few months, but his looked bigger. Maybe it was thicker, or theirs were smaller or his was attached to a more buffed body.

Whatever the reason I licked my lips, wary, and his smiled widened and he nodded.

Fukutomis-san withdrew and slapped my ass and told me to turn over. After I had, he relubed his cock and pushed it into me all the way.  He smiled tightly, shoved my legs up and continued fucking me, harder and faster

Endo-san and  Nobutokio-san watched me, smiling and speaking Japanese.

Fukutomi-san spread my legs wider and fucked me faster and with shorter strokes

Endo-san and Nobutokio-san came over and each held one of my legs, spread wide.

Fukutomi-san held my waist and kept fucking me for another five minutes, then stopped and shot a good load and fucked me, slowly, for a couple minutes before he withdrew, thanked me and went to clean up.

ENDO-san and NOBUTOKIO-san...

...released me and I swallowed about a third of my White Russian and went back and sat, spread-legged, between them.

ENDO-san was 55, 5 ft 4 inches with a stocky build, short black hair, light body hair, no chest hair, shaved pubic hair and a 7-inch cock. 

NOBUTOKIO-San was 41, 6 ft with a stocky build, a bald head, light body hair, no chest hair, thick pubic hair and 9 inches of cock.  Both men were producers for SHINSHI NO YUME./ GENTLEMAN'S DREAM studios.

The two men flanked me, and Nobutokio-san turned my head to face him.  I looked up at him and he patted my cheek with his cock and said, "be good now open your mouth, pretty boy."

I hesitated a few seconds, then opened my mouth.  He ruffled my hair and slid that 9-inch cock almost halfway into my mouth  and started fucking.

Endo-san put my hand on his cock and guided me to a slow massage and fondle.  He said something in Japanese and Nobutokio-san nodded and said, "hai".  Endo-san replied, "Arigato" and a few other words.

He stood straight, reached for my drink and stopped when Nobutokio-san withdrew, rushed around behind me and said, "Wait!  Sorry".  Then to me, "stand up, quick, pretty boy".

Endo-san smirked and fondled his cock.

I stood and Nobutokio-san spit-lubed his cock and slid it into my hole and started fucking me in short, fast strokes.

And less than 2 minutes later he shot a huge load up my ass.

While he was unloading, Endo-san lubed his cock and after Nobutokio-san withdrew, and while I was still standing, Endo-san nudged his cock into my ass.

He fondled my cock with his left hand and handed me my drink and whispered, "Drink it.  All of it."

I finished the drink and Noguchi-san came on over and took my glass to the kitchen to refill it.

And Endo-san clasped his hands over my jockstrap-covered cock and balls, thrust his 7-inch cock into my hole and fucked me hard.[jared iro1]

Mr. Ayres joined Noguchi-san and Mr. Weiss and spoke softly to them.

Endo-san licked and sucked  my earlobe and slowed down a bi

Noguchi-san laughed and spoke Japanese to Mr. Weiss, who nodded several times as he listened.  Then he translated, "Mr. Noguchi-san says he would feel insulted if he thought you were serious!  We anticipate a boost of 10 to 20 thousand US dollars during the current quarter alone.  Which includes 2 to 4 weeks training."

Endo-san pinched and twisted my nipples, then wrapped his arms around my waist, bent me forward around 45 degrees and sped up.

Noguchi-san continued in English, "look at him.  Such a pretty face, lips that would tempt the most conservative man.  Long legs, like a ballet dancer and oh my, yes, that beautiful ass.

"And you have the audacity to offer me 20 thousand US for an exclusive contract."

Mr. Ayres apologized, "for a misunderstanding on our part."

Endo-san suddenly cried out, gripped me tighter and shot a large cum-load up my ass.

Noguchi-san put an arm around Mr. Ayres' shoulders and told him, “No doubt we share blame.". They went up the ramp and sat on the edge of the stage and Noguchi-san said, "come join us, pretty boy."

Endo-san withdrew, patted my ass lightly and said, "we will see you again, soon I hope."

I took my fresh White Russian and went to  Noguchi-san and Ayres and sat on the floor in front of Noguchi-san.

He ran two fingers along my jaw and across to my lips and said, "you like to kiss him, Mr. Ayres"?

Mr. Ayres stood on the stage, fondling his cock and motioned me to join him.  I went up and faced  him, hands clasped in front of my crotch.  He moved my hands away, put my right hand on his 9-inch cock and asked me, "you  like that?"

I said yes [no acting needed there 😋 ].

He ran his hand through my hair, "now stick your tongue out..."

I did, as far as I could.

"...lick my balls."

I said, "yes sir", and held his cock straight up and took my time with them.  Mr. Ayres was obviously annoyed, so I tried to  be as accommodating as I could.

He pulled my head back and said, "let's try something easier for you.  Blow me." I opened my mouth and licked his cock head briefly, then took about 3 to 4 inches into my mouth and started sucking him.

I sucked Mr. Ayres for about 5 minutes and thought we were okay, when he grabbed my hair and began fucking my mouth.

And he stopped just as abruptly as he'd begun.  He withdrew and shook his head, "did you say 20,000?  Cause I'd feel cheated if I gave you any more than 2,000, Mr. Nogreasey.  And I'd have to whore him out for  8 months to make my money back and have him trained to suck cock."

Noguchi-san and Mr. Goldstein both got on stage.  Mr. Goldstein looked like he'd been kicked in the balls by a Clydesdale.

Noguchi-san, on the other hand, looked set to  kill.

And I was angry and upset.  I grabbed my drink and finished it, then went to the bar and requested a fresh one.  The bartender put it on the counter and gave me a couple tissues.  I wiped my eyes, getting angrier still because he'd pushed me to tears. 

And because a dark part of me wondered if he was right.

While this was happening, Noguchi-san was reading Mr. Ayres the riot act:

Noguchi-san pointed at  the exit and yelled "OUT!  ALL OF YOU!"

Mr. Ayres started to respond, but Mr. Goldstein punched him on the biceps.  "Oh, shut up, Charles!  You've done enough damage!!"

He started to talk to Noguchi-san, but Noguchi-san shook his head.  "No discussion now.  I will call you next week.  Keep in mind we have 16 boys contracted to you.  We will be reassessing each of them."

Mr. Ayres  started to say something, but Mr. Goldstein told him, again, to "shut up and get dressed!"

Mr. Rambeau dressed quickly and came over to put an arm around me and tell me, “He’s an asshole, babe.  You looked really good up there."

Mr. Ayres called him over and they left without another word.

Noguchi-san spoke Japanese to Mr. Weiss, who nodded and joined me at the counter. He put his arm around my hips and pressed against me and asked, "Blue or a park?

It was barely 11:00 pm;  way too early for home so we agreed to go to Blue  first , then to a park if Blue was too dull.

Mr. Weiss took me backstage and had me strip except for my dance shoes.  He handed me the red satin briefs, red thong and the pink silk shirt and took the rest outside and put them in the boot of the car.

I sprayed a little cologne and dressed.  The shirt hem hung 2 to 3 inches below my crotch and was translucent enough that my briefs were visible beneath it.

So, Mr. Weiss returned and we said our good nights and, ignoring a few speed limits, arrived at...

BLUE

...at about ten to midnight

It seemed busy for Monday, with around  120 men and 70-some [18 to 25] young. men. 

Then I saw the 

BOYS NIGHT!!  UNDER 25  DRINKS 1\2 OFF

signs, which explained it all

Mr. Weiss, hand on my ass, guided me to 3 empty stools at the counter. He continued fondling my ass while he talked to me. "I'm going to walk around, see who's here that I know.". He ordered a White Russian for me and a gin tonic for Himself.  "Take your time, talk, flirt, but don't leave without me."

I assured him l wouldn't and, when our drinks came, he patted my ass and headed to a booth, greeted the 3 men there, and joined them.

There were a dozen men ranging from 35 to 60-some years old at the counter and nearby booths.  And most of them were looking at me. I smiled and turned to the counter, moved my stool aside and leaned forward and took a swallow of my drink.

After 5 minutes or so the guy to the right of me stood and moved closer. He put his left hand on the small of my back and asked "so, I just have to ask, what's a nice boy like you doing in a place  this?"

I looked at him and sucked my pointing finger and looked down at his bulge and said "I'm hoping to get gang banged.  But I'll settle on a double if I have to."

We all talked and flirted [I eased my shirt up, but not very far, and sat on a few laps] and settled on two men.  Most of the others were, they said, interested but not on a Monday night [technically Tuesday morning].

We agreed to a couple games of pool,  and I waved to Mr. Weiss and pointed to the pool table.  I picked up my current drink [my third  here] and led Harry and David to the table, swaying my hips lightly.

Harry offered to sit out the game, but I told him much as I like being watched, I like getting doubled even more

About halfway through Mr. Weiss joined us and we did introductions all around.

DAVID STONE was 44, 5 ft 10 inches, with an average build, short dark blonde hair and moustache, average body and pubic hair and a thick. 8-inch dick and big shaved balls.

HARRY FOORD was 52, 5 ft 11 inches, with a toned build, blonde crew cut, light body hair, trimmed pubic hair and  a 9" cock and big shaved balls.

And JOSEPH WEISS was 46, 6 foot, with a round face. An average looking, balding brunette guy with a slightly overweight build, 7” cock and average balls.

We finished our drinks and Mr. Weiss told us we were going to Buchanan public park.  Harry would give David a lift andp follow us to...

EDWARD BUCHANAN PUBLIC PARK

Mr. Weiss, Mr. David Stone and Mr.

Harry Foord 

We went to the usual park [the one we'd last visited 1 June and which I'd finally put a name to].

Mr. Weiss led us to a small clearing with a plastic bench and a streetlight

And he wasted no time getting started.

He put half a dozen lube tubes on the table, then came around behind me and pulled my briefs down  Harry and David came over and Mr. Weiss told them to take my shirt off. 

He put it on the table, then came back behind me, put his arms loosely around me and said, "all yours, gentlemen."

Harry took 3 lube tubes and asked David to "...get him on over here, see if we can't rev his engine up some more."

David put an arm around my hips and took me to Harry.  They bent me over the table side and Harry lubed my hole.

He let out a loud "woosh!  Oh that is one helluva sweet manhole!!" He withdrew his fingers and slapped my ass.  "Yeah, so snug and smooth," he gave David a lube tube, and said, "get on first, buddy.  If I plug my dick into his ass  right now, I might just blow a load before I get a chance to enjoy it."

David said, "Happy to help" and came over, pushing his slacks and briefs down to mid-thighs   Harry gave him an open tube and he lubed his thick 8 inch cock...

I squirmed and swayed my hips slowly, anticipating the feel of his cock filling my hole.

David eased it deep into me, withdrew halfway, then thrust it in deep and started fucking me steadily.

Harry approached Mr  Weiss and  asked him how much it would cost to take me home tonight.

David  fucked me faster  and I kept up with him for a couple minutes, pushing back as he pushed forward.

Mr. Weiss told Harry I didn't do escort or other incall / outcall service.  "The closest you'll get to that with Val would be a photo-shoot through his boss, Jeff Collier"

A few minutes more and David sped up and shortened his thrusts, "yes.  Yeah gonna  cum.  Gonna cum...all over your hot ass.  Slut.  Hot little fuck slut--".  He groaned, withdrew and jerked off a large load between my ass cheeks and over my ass.

And Harry spread my ass cheeks and smeared his cock through David's cum, then shoved that throbbing 9 inches deep into my ass.

He fucked me slow for a couple minutes then breathed "fuck it" and plowed me hard and fast.

A few minutes later David thrust in deep and blew a huge cumload into my ass then let out a soft chuckle. "Oh god DAMN that was so fucking good."

Harry pulled David up and said, "oh yeah.  Me three."

Mr. Weiss handed me a clean handkerchief to clean up.  Harry and David cleaned up and kissed me [each with plenty of tongue in mouth and hands on my ass.]

We split up and Mr. Weiss had me...

HOME AGAIN

Mr. Weiss

...at about 1:45 am.

I started to say good night when he pushed the bench back and pulled his slacks and briefs down enough to expose his hard 7" cock.  He ruffled my hair and told me, “Just a quicky suck and swallow.  I've been horny all night."

I glanced across the street at my house;  fhe1st floor lights were on.

I asked him if he wanted to come in and he lowered his voice, "right here, right now."

I bent over and, as he  patted my head, that feeling of being at the beck and call of a male who wouldn't accept no as an answer pounded through me.  And my dick throbbed to life.

I sucked him steadily, not only for  his pleasure, but for mine, too

"you're getting better.". He gripped my hair and fucked my mouth. And, sure enough, a few minutes later he started shooting a  huge cum load.[of  which I swallowed neatly 90 percent 😵].

He touched my head and said, "before you straight up, who's the nosy neighbor?"

I asked if it was a tall, platinum guy wearing a blue plaid flannel  shirt  and hiking boots.

"Yeah, and that may be all he's wearing.  Built like Steve Reeves.  He's cleaning the porch and watching us."

I licked his cock clean, and stayed down, "that's Mr. Dietrich. He watches the comings and goings after midnight.  He lives with his 2 sons, 17 and 14.  They go camping most weekends.  I've got an open inv--"

Mr. Dietrich tapped on the driver side window, and it was all I could do to not jerk up. 

Mr. Weiss rolled the window down and before he could say anything Mr. Dietrich asked, "why are you parked in front of my house?!"

I licked Mr. Weiss's cock, teasing him, then said "it's my fault, sir. I had too much to drink and my manager brought me home."

That cooled things down and Mr. Dietrich  went back to his porch.

Mr. Weiss said, "careful who you play prick tease with.". Then he thanked me for the help, and we said good night.

I crossed the street to my house, turned and waved to Mr. Dietrich, then went in and locked up.

I checked the living room and found Mr. Drake and Saikawa-san sitting on the sofa.  Both were naked and had fresh drinks.

I said hi and both nodded, and Mr. Drake patted the cushion between him and Saikawa-san.  I squeezed between them and gave them the short version of the night's adventures.

Mr. Drake fondled my thigh, "what were you doing outside so long?  And with who?"

I told him I was giving Mr. Weiss a blowjob and licking his cock clean.

He stuck two fingers into my mouth, "now that sounds like a good place to start," he unbuttoned my shirt.  "What do you think, Raizo?"

Saikawa-san caressed my thigh, "oh, I agree completely, Leo.  I'll get our little slut a big drink."

He left the room and Mr. Drake withdrew his fingers, got me up and took me around in front of the coffee table.  He took my shirt off me and tossed it on the sofa. Then he placed my left hand around his cock and told me, “Get it up, baby doll."

I fondled his cock, just caressing and feeling it, not stroking it.

Saikawa-san returned with a White Russian.  He handed it to me and, after I drank half of it, put it on the coffee table.

He opened my white leather hip huggers and peeled them down to my knees and slid his hard, thick 8-inch cock between my legs.  I moaned at the feel of his rigid cock straining against my crotch, my satin briefs the only thing between us.

Mr. Drake placed his right hand over my left and helped me work his cock to erection.

He withdrew his cock and yanked my briefs down to mid-thigh and slid his cock back between my thighs.

And I smiled and moaned softly.  I flexed my thighs carefully.

Saikawa-san said something in Japanese and Mr. Drake answered in Japanese, then withdrew.

Mr. Drake got a jar of lubricant and gave it to Saikawa-san.  He  pushed down on my shoulder "down to your knees."  Saikawa-san waited until  I'd knelt, then started lubing my fuckhole.

Mr. Drake held me by the hair and patted my cheeks with his 9-inch cock.  "Open up and say yum, baby doll "

I opened wud and stuck my tongue out and I managed to take almost half of his cock.

And as I started sucking Mr. Drake, Saikawa-san pushed his thick 8-inch cock up my grateful ass.

I had sucked Mr. Drake, and been fucked by Saikawa-san, for around ten minutes when Mr. Drake held both sides of my head. "Yeah, that's right my hot little slutboy.  You just love that big daddy dick, am I right?"

I managed "uh-hmm"  He started fucking my mouth slowly and Saikawa-san kept screwing me at a steady pace. 

A couple minutes they were  fucking me in tandem, and faster.

Mr. Drake put his right arm around my  head and fucked my mouth for a few minutes.

 Saikawa-san hissed, spoke Japanese and withdrew.  They  traded places and , the second Mr. Drake shoved his cock up my fuckhole, he shot a huge cumload into me and Saikawa-san gripped my hair and covered my face with splooge after splooge of cum.

A few minutes later Saikawa-san wiped my face with a warm hand towel.

He asked me if I  wanted some help in the shower. I smiled and said no thank you.  I was bone tired and after scrubbers my face and ass and rinsing, I toweled off and crashed.

Til next time!!

Val