After a long night of exhausting duty, at last I was back at my place. My duty was a bit unusual because it was to organize a sex party for a rich client. Yes, I am a gay escort, probably the most prominent one in this country. I have been in this business so long, over 15 years, and though I still have my ad on several escort sites, now my business is more occupied with some regular -very wealthy-clients, and acting like concierge for them, specialized in sex. Most of the time I perform those duties by myself, but sometimes, just like last night, clients want something more extravagant, with lots of hot guys, and booze. I love my job – I can build a rapport with almost everybody, and more importantly, I am always horny and can enjoy sex with anybody, no matter how old or fat the partner is.
But these days I feel something is not right. Or better saying not right anymore. I explored porn world a little, starting with studio porn. It was a fun experience, but not really my scene, especially because it is not very spontaneous and difficult to build a rapport. For me Sex is more a good communication than just lust and money. So, even if it’s in a huge group like last night, it should have some private engagement and intimacy. The sex in studio porn was nothing like that, even if the scene partner is definitely gorgeous. I also opened channels on several fan sites, and it was much better at first, sex is more intimate and spontaneous. But so soon it became too tiresome to look for partners constantly, edit the video and upload them. Those fan sites made me quite rich, but I’m not sure if I want such a restless life. Maybe I am burned out a little. I still enjoy sex, but not so excited any more, and also feel like this career doesn’t lead anywhere, even if it pays well, well very well for the moment. And though I am not old yet -now 39- in this business youth and beauty count. Even if the demand for daddy is also huge, it is a bit of a niche, which means the prospect is not very promising.
That was the reason why I decided to take some time off from business, like two months. I need to rethink what I really want, or what my vocation is. Last night was also a kind of farewell party for me (though I plan to leave only for two months.), a nice gesture from my best client and fellow escort colleagues. It was definitely very hot. My ass is sore, and cock feels numb, but my body feels relaxed with satisfaction though exhausted at the same time. It was a nice finale before my alone time, but now I feel kind of empty, and scared. Not sure if it is the right decision. If my clients don’t want me anymore after two months` absence? There are many competitive individuals in business. I have been keeping a busy schedule due to the concern that others might take my position. So, I always say yes to any offer. Even for cheap prices. I am notorious for being sex addict and selling myself cheap, but in fact that fear of losing my clients drives me to those behaviors... But now my two months alone time starts. For the starter I hit a shower and have a much-needed sleep.
When I am out of the shower, some news is on tv, reporting our prince is back from a trip to some other countries. Yeah, our country has a monarchy. A bit weird for a very progressive and liberal country, but we love our king. A nice guy with beautiful children, though maybe not a perfect king, especially sometimes we hear scandals like he got too drunk somewhere or seen naked in a secluded nudist beach or something, nothing major or immoral, but amusing. But the prince, who is now on the news, is a bit different. He is very popular mostly because he is incredibly beautiful... Tall, wide shoulder muscle physique... Just perfect. But unlike his father, King, he is perceived as an exemplary moral one with no scandal, maybe a little boring. If he is on gossip news, it is always about his huge crotch. Quite often his photos show his significant bulge, and especially among gays we joke about that all the time. Looking at him, I sighed. In spite of my career as escort -selling sex for money- I have a soft vulnerable spot in me, and I cannot throw away a stupid fantasy that someday a prince charming would appear on a white horse and take me in his arms…. And our prince is the incarnation of the fantasy for me. “Why haven't you come to me yet?” I said, then shook my head. “Stop being stupid and get sleep!” I went to bed.
After some hours when I woke up, I felt much better thanks to deep sleep. But then I noticed there was a message in one of my escort ads. I was irritated, because I noticed I forgot to set the ad to “unavailable”, so, to change the setting I went to that site. Just to decline, I went to the message, but was intrigued by that message, because it is a bit different from usual “let’s fuck” messages. It is somehow business-like and polite.
“Dear Mr. Fuck_of_your_life”, well that is my handle name on that site,
“I am writing you this message to discuss a potential business agreement with you.
The person who needs your service is not myself but my superior in my organization. He is a prominent person, and he needs somebody to take care of his special needs. Due to the circumstances, it is essential to find a professional who is reliable and able to keep confidentiality. Among some candidates my superior has chosen you as the top candidate. It would be very kind of you if you responded to this message and allowed me an opportunity to discuss this matter further. The payment shall be very generous.
Hoping to hear from you.
With best regards”
Though I meant to decline, this weird message intrigued me a lot. What the hell is this? Out of curiosity I wrote back briefly.
“Thank you so much for your interest.
Yes, I am reliable and discreet, I believe.
I would love to discuss your offer. Please let me know how to process this business.
Yours
Fuck of your Life”
Just 2 minutes later there was a response. I was surprised a little, because even for horny guys who are looking for “right now”, that this short response doesn’t happen usually. The message says the following:
“Dear Fuck of your life,
Thank you for your quick response. We really appreciate that.
For the business discussion, would it be possible for you to come to the following address at 4pm today? So sorry for short notice, but the situation is quite acute.
Hotel Royal Oak
Palace Villa Place 15
On your arrival, please ask for Mr. Windham in room 1501.
With best regards”
It is the best hotel in the country, just next to the King’s palace. So probably it is not dangerous, because the hotel is famous for security and also very selective concerning clientele. But I was a bit confused because as far as I knew there was no 15th floor in that hotel. I wrote back,
“Hotel Royal Oak at 4pm. I will be there. But I am afraid there is no 15th floor in that hotel. Is it a mistake?”
Just some moments later the message arrived.
“Dear Fuck of your Life,
Thank you very much for responding so quickly, and also for agreeing to come to the meeting in spite of short notice.
The room number is correct.
Best regards”
I was disappointed in myself for taking the business again on the first day of alone time, but because of the strange tone of the messages, and well “payment is generous”, I could not decline this offer, or at least before knowing what this was.
At 3:55 I was at Hotel Royal Oak and asked for Mr. Windham in room 1501. The clerk at the reception is a familiar face for me. When a client staying at this hotel wanted an escort, he arranged my service quite often, unless the client was hot and he wanted to have sex with that client. Or if the client needed threesome, then he hired me as the third wheel. When he saw me and I asked for room 1501, he looked a little pissed, but in a very professional manner just said, “Please follow me Sir, in this way”, and walked me to a hidden door behind the reception. I followed him and then there was a long corridor. In the middle of the corridor, the pimp clerk stopped and faced me. “So, this is the real reason why you take your “alone time”! “I don’t know what you mean…. I got the message just today, around lunch time….” “Ha! Do you understand how much your absence will affect my business? Lots of my clients are coming to see you! I lost three businesses already in the coming 1 month!” “So sorry for that, but I really meant to take my alone time…. I don’t know what this business is, and am intrigued… Sorry if this offends you… But… tell me, what am I heading to? Do you know anything?” “Oh, you really don’t know yet… Well, I cannot say anything, this corridor is also a big secret in fact. I have never been here with you, understand?” “But…” “Just follow me…”
The corridor was strangely long and had no window. It shall be almost in the palace garden if I measure it correctly. At the end of the corridor there was a door. The door looks very thick and heavy, almost like a door for a bank safe. To the interphone on the right side of the door, the clerk said, “Your guest is here, Mr. Windham” and he left me there and walked back in the direction of the hotel entrance.
The door opened and I found a middle-aged man in a rather spacious room. The room was really luxurious though not really golden or shiny. Almost everything is made from Oak wood. Heavy and dark.
The man standing there was in a very square suit, wearing a conservative tie and very handsome. Probably in mid 40s and really in good shape, but he looked so exhausted and sad.
“Thank you for coming, Mr.…. What shall I call you?”
“Andrew, Andrew Rosewood”
“Thank you, so thank you for coming, Mr. Rosewood.”
He shook hands with a firm grip.
“This room is not on the 15th floor….” Feeling stupid, I said.
“Right, right, not on the 15th floor. Anyway, would you have a chair?”
“Thank you” I took one of the chairs at the huge desk.
Sitting on the opposite side, the man asked “May I offer something to drink? Coffee?”
“If you have, sparkling water would be great.”
He went to a cabinet at the corner and took two bottles, one water and one whisky. The whisky is legendary, but on the market we cannot find it anywhere. He brought the bottles to the desk and also took two glasses and ice. After pouring water into the glass in front of me, he poured whisky into another glass. “May I?” he asked, but without waiting for my answer, he drank it.
“Now, Mr. Rosewood, let’s get to the business.
But first I have to ask for a perfect discretion on this matter. Even if our business doesn’t work, can we expect you to keep things confidential? You must not tell anybody that you got a message on that site, and you came here. Possible?” The man started in a strangely arrogant way.
“Yes, of course.” I replied.
“Good, we appreciate it. Then please sign this paper, this is an oath for the confidentiality obligation. Upon your signature we pay 20,000 for your service. Shall we send the money to your cash app?”
I was stunned and confused. “You don’t have to offer such a huge amount of money. I will keep this confidential. You can trust my words.”
“Thank you so much for your cooperation. But we don’t want to take any risk, so please sign and share your cash app information, please.”
I read the presented paper. It was rather vague, like “It might lead to an unpleasant consequence…”, but didn’t look at all dangerous.
“Is it acceptable for you, Mr. Rosewood? If so, please share your cash app info first. Thank you, so I scan your QR code, done. So, we would appreciate it very much if you would sign on now.”
Honestly, I did not like his tone, not at all. It was cold and very one-sided, even if it was polite. But 20,000 is 20,000, and I was too interested in what that heavy secret was. I signed the paper.
The man checked it and touched his mobile. One second later my mobile beeped, and 20,000 arrived. “Now we can go further. We thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Rosewood.” I was almost speechless but forced myself to say something. “Gladly” That was all that I could say.
“As I wrote in the message, I work for a superior, and he has a small problem. To attend to his problem our medical team believes you would be a great help.” “Medical? But I have no experience or education in that field.” I was informed.
“No, no, what we need is your expertise. My superior is a brilliant man, very intelligent, physically healthy, beautiful, nice, caring, and responsible.”
I was more confused. “What is he talking about?” My inner voice asked.
“Well, here is the delicate part…. He has difficulty controlling his sex drive. He has compulsive urges quite often, and if those urges are not resolved properly and immediately, he might get to be a rather unpleasant person ....”
“You mean….”
“He is a clinical sex addict. What we ask you to do is to be near him 24/7 and release his tension whenever he needs. How does it sound to you, Mr. Rosewood?”
“Sorry, but it doesn’t sound real at all. So, you are asking me to be a sex slave or something?”
“No, No, not at all like that. Slave! Not in this country! You have to understand it is a part of medical treatment, nothing like slavery. It is more like therapy or nursing. Don’t you agree? No slavery, no!”
The man became very defensive, and that attitude made me believe, in fact he was asking me to be a sex slave. But before I was able to say anything, he continued.
“The payment is generous, as I wrote. You have to open your schedule for a month at least, and for that schedule we pay 10,000 per day, even if my superior doesn’t accept you after he meets you and you are released and free to go. In case you are accepted, and your service is once provided, the 15,000 per day shall be added.”
“You mean 25,000 per day? Seriously! Is it that hard job?”
“It would not be that hard with your expertise, and if it works well it doesn’t have to be very long, I hope. We just want to be sure that this assignment is attractive to you.”
“Well, concerning payment it is extremely attractive, I have to say. But because of that I am scared. Nobody pays that much just for… Sex.” I tried to find a more sophisticated word, but in the end that was what we were talking about.
“Oh, as I told you, this is a part of a very difficult and demanding medical treatment. This price is fair, we believe.”
Noticing my hesitation, the man continued.
“And because after meeting my superior, more confidentiality is demanded, we add 2,000,000 as confidentiality fee. No need to refund at all.”
“Though I had nothing against getting rich, but… this is crazy. I am not that greedy monster even if you might think all escorts are. Either this job is a really horrible one, illegal or something. A scam? I don’t think I can accept your offer, sorry!” I got pissed and tried to stand and leave.
“Please be seated, please… I am so sorry if you are offended, that is not our intention, and we have no disrespect towards you or your profession.”
Hearing those words, I was almost crying. I knew some conservative fools would not agree with my career choices, but I loved my career and was proud of that. I could not stand to be treated like this… be made fun of….
“I apologize, please be seated.”
Suddenly the man looked like in panic and begging with a desperate tone.
“I really need you to accept this offer…. I adore my superior, but because we cannot spill this secret to anybody, I have been the one who must release his urge… Almost 18 years now. And I cannot take that anymore! And you know what I met a guy recently…. I believe he is the love of my life… I want to start a life with him, but…. If he -my superior- needs me for his release, it is impossible! Please, Mr. Rosewood, at least one week… please try…”
His change of tone was sudden but looked very genuine to me. This man is suffering and asking for my help.
“You said I have to clear my schedule for one month, right? In fact, from today my schedule is clear for two months.”
The man’s face brightened up with hope in his eyes.
“Do you accept our offer? That is great, we… No, I appreciate that very much, I don’t know how to thank you. So, here is the contract. Your schedule is free for two months, so it shall be 600,000, ok, here I write down that amount… So please sign here. And for the payment, bank transfer? Your bank here or any offshore one? The amount is too big for a cash app, I am afraid.”
“Bank transfer is fine, and I have n o offshore account.”
“I see, I see, so, what is your account info? We can send the money now, 2,600,000, right?”
“But I haven’t read the contract…”
“Oh, of course, sorry, here it is, nothing special or dangerous, no scam.”
I read the contract carefully. Just like the other paper, it looked nothing harmful. But the difference was, the contract was already signed by my counterpart, though I could not read. The first letter looked like “P”, but strangely the printed part of the was covered.
“What do you think? Is the contract acceptable to you? Please share your bank account information.
“But the name of my counterpart is hidden….” “Oh, I reveal that after you sign, nothing important.”
My inner voice said, “But I’m gonna have sex with that hidden guy, it is important!” “Bank account?” The man asked again.
I shared my bank information and signed the contract. Then I panicked. What did I do? This cannot be a good move, so doubtful…
My mobile beeped again, this time it was a mail from my bank, notifying me of a bank transfer from an account named “Minister of Royal Family Affairs”, amount of 2,600,000.
“Oh, has it arrived already? It is so fast these days. So, paperwork is done. And your counterpart, right.” He removed the cover on the name. It was written “Phillip Hohenburg-Windhaus.”
The family name is our Royal Family and Phillip is the prince; my prince charming shall be. I was completely speechless and overwhelmed.
“By the way I am John Sungham, nice to meet you.” He didn’t care how stunned I was, just continued. “When can you start? Tomorrow? You said from today you have a clear schedule.”
Still in shock, I replied. “Theoretically I can start now, because I don’t have any plans today….” Overjoyed “That is great, marvelous, I am so delighted. So, follow me, I will introduce you to him.”
“You mean now? Am I going to meet the prince?”
“Oh, one thing to remember, he hates to be called like his majesty or your highness, especially in his private apartment. Call him Phillip or Phil, understand?”
“I shall call him Phil?? But he is the prince.”
“Believe me, that solves a lot of problems.”
He opened a door on the other side. The door opens to a garden. That must be the palace garden. “Sorry it is a bit of a walk. This garden is too huge, and I hate that! Anyway, please follow me.” He was almost running, like he was too happy to walk. I followed him as fast as I could, but it was not easy. Still the walk was over a good 10 minutes, and we arrived in the palace building. I knew this building from TV or so, but not from this garden side.
He entered the building through a small door on a terrace, then went up the stairs to the third floor and stopped in front of a door. It is a very plain door, much plainer as a door in this palace than I had imagined. After running and the stairs I was panting, but it looked like Mr. Sungham didn’t care at all. He knocked on that door and said, “Your highness, Sungham here.”
“Come in” a voice sounded from the room he opened the door and pushed me in.
There stood the prince.
“I always say, don’t call me your highness, John!” He said but then noticed me and looked surprised.
“Let me introduce you to this gentleman, this is Mr. Andrew Rosewood.”
“Oh, I see. Welcome to the palace, Andrew. I’m Phillip, call me Phil.” He extended his hand for a handshake. Without knowing what to do, I took his hand and started “It is my honor to….” But irritated, the prince said “Oh stop that crap! I am just an ordinary man, with almost no skills and lots of problems. There is nothing honorable here.”
I felt like my dream was ceding away…. Not like on TV the prince was grumpy and behaved like a spoiled kind.
“So, tell me John, this is the guy you arranged for me, right? Now you want to run away from me and nest with “Love of life”. I see. Andrew, did John explain what is going on? John and that stupid doctor say I have a serious problem, sex addiction! and to hide that, they hire you, and make me fuck you behind doors, without letting people know. How clever! I don’t think I have any problem, just a healthy male! Oh well this family has a flaw, namely over sexed for generations, but that is the reason why this dynasty didn’t stop! Everybody in this family is really active in this field!!”
“Please Phillip, calm down…”
“And you John, you have left me for 4 hours, and now I am so frustrated. You promised in emergency you let me fuck your ass! Now emergency, but you were not here!”
“I am so sorry, I apologize….”
“Whatever! Now I am supposed to have sex with this Andrew, right! OK then, John, leave us now. I don’t wanna see your face now.”
Mr. Sungham left the room, and we were left alone. I felt miserable. My idol was not a nice, charming person as I had dreamed… and I had to have sex with this angry man.
The prince looked like a little calmed down and turned his face to me.
“I am so sorry for losing my temper and ugly scene. I apologize.” “No need to apologize.”
“Thank you. I have nothing against you. In fact, you are gorgeous, more than I have ever dreamed, and they are right, I have a problem, I am sex addict. Now I feel a raging urge inside me.” “I am so glad to hear that you find me attractive, Sir. And about your urge….” “Call me Phil, would you? Please?” “Oh ok, sorry Phil.” Hearing that the prince smiled. The smile was what I knew, but this time it was live, just 2m away. I was melting and weak all of sudden. “And you are here to release my urges, right? As I said, I am in a raging urge….” He said.
I was not sure if my ass was ready for hard assault without much preparation, so though a bit nervous I opened my mouth to say yes. But before I could say anything, he stepped forward toward me, held me in his arms and started to kiss me. The kiss was nothing like I had feared. Though it was a hungry one, very tender, passionate, romantic… It was a kiss for love making. It took me off guard, but after 10 seconds I was drowning in it. I was not sure if I had ever been kissed like that. He kept kissing me like forever, and when he stopped, he took my hand and led me to the next room. It was a bedroom with a huge bed in the center.
He threw me on the bed and came all over me…. Kissed me again, nibbed my ears, lick my jaw… And he started to strip me down. It was like he could not wait any longer, and in less than 10 seconds I was completely naked on the bed. He took his shirt off, and revealed his upper body… It was just magnificent! In front of his body any movie star or porn star shall be ashamed. He started to kiss me again, then moved down to the body. He was so eager to find my sensitive places… At the collar bone I could not control my moan, but when he reached my nipples, I started to cry…
“Oh, you are sensitive here…” The prince said and stayed there over a good 15 minutes, with variations of all the other places, armpits, ass, cock… After 15 minutes, my whole body was in heat, and I had a serious need to get fucked in my ass.
“Now it’s my turn” I flipped his body and laid myself on his body. He looked a little bit stunned and spoke. “Oh, you are in charge? Nobody has done this to me. You know, John has always been very polite and somehow passive. It is almost the first time for me to be desired in this way.”
Hearing this I was almost tearing. No matter who he was, he had been emotionally unsatisfied and lonely. But to build the tension I dared to say.
“Shut up now I kiss you so you cannot talk anymore like that. I know you want to be taken, right? Now you get that. Get ready and cherish it!” The smile on the prince’s face looked so happy and genuine, and I melted inside. Damn this work is dangerous. It is the absolute no no to fall in love with clients, and with this one I have absolutely no chance…
I started to kiss his lips, and it tasted good. Well, I don’t know how to describe this, it was like I had not known what kisses were before. I could not stop kissing or moving some other parts of his body. After eternity I removed my lips for a brief moment, but the prince held my head and started kissing me again. Well obviously, he always loves to be in charge… Though I have nothing against that. After another eternity I moved to his jaw and neck. Immediately he gasped and hissed, and said “please, I am so sensitive there… your tongue is too hot… I cannot…” “live without this. Right?” He froze and looked like wanting to shake his head. What came out of his mouth was “right…” I went back to his neck and then to the collar bones. It seemed like he was in too much agony, so I started to kiss the lips again. The prince was ecstatic, and his tongue plunged deep in my mouth. But just after some moments I moved to his right ear. “Ahhhhh!!” He screamed and tried to escape from my attack. I saw goosebumps on his skin… This must be his weak spot! Of course, I held his head firmly and started playing with his sensitive ear. After the initial shock he got relaxed and a groan of joy started to come out… he was so loud! “You are so loud…” I mischievously said and kissed his lips lightly. But he didn’t miss the chance… He held my head again and started kissing me hard. He was so strong that I could not move… after some unsuccessful attempts to move away from his lips, I gave up and decided to cherish the moment. But my hands were free… so I started to touch everywhere on his body. When I touched his neck and shoulders, he made a nice appreciative moan. When I started with a side body from down, he looked unsettled, and the moan got louder. When my hands reached to his armpits, I saw agony of sexual pleasure in his face, and the voice became more like a scream. But he kept holding my head and kissing with determination. Then I touched his nipples... a soft gentle touch. It seemed like he was in a panic. I was panting and my eyes were closed. When I pinched his nipples, he arched his back in reflection of the shock and the kiss stopped. “Hihhhhhh!! Oh no! Please! That’s too much… Please stop that!” “Is it painful?” I asked. “No, not pain… but it is so strong… intense… I am overwhelmed…” “that means you are enjoying this. I don’t wanna run the risk of getting a complaint by finishing this. You would definitely complain later if I stopped now.” I started to suck and pinch now swollen nipples. His scream got louder, and he shook his head, but he didn’t say anything and made no move to remove me. Instead of that he held my head again, but this time he forced me to suck his nipples. The smell from his armpits drove me crazy, so I breathed deeply.
But 3 minutes later his arms became weak. He was carried away too much and surrendered the joy. He was not that loud anymore but looked like he was trying to control the urge building in his body. To calm him a little and search for his body more, I removed myself from his chest and looked at him from above. What a sight! He is the most beautiful man (at least to my eyes!) and was in ecstasy-or agony- of Sex. Sex with me! But he was still wearing his pants, so I reached to the belt to unfasten it.
Then he turned his body to guard his belt and rejected my move. I was stunned and spoke. “What….” His face got red, and his eyes were closed. He was just silently breathing heavily. “If I did anything wrong, I am sorry. Are you alright?”
After his breath calmed down, he said with a weak voice. “No, you haven’t done anything wrong, it’s just me.” Then he sat on the bed, but didn’t look at me. When I put my hand on his thigh to comfort him, he placed his hand on mine. After some moments he started to talk. “You might know that I have been ridiculed by the media for my bulge… they say it is too huge, the outline of my penis is ridiculous, I must put some cup or so to make it look bigger, etc. etc…. I have to admit it is big… and because of the sexually compulsive disorder it gets hard often… But it’s beyond my control… I cannot do anything against that…. I became... or am, better saying, very self conscious with my bulge and revealing my private part…” I instantly felt very guilty. In my friends circle we always joked about his “glorious” bulge. When my partner -either clients or scene partners- claimed the mine is too big and complained, I always said “oh come on! Compared with our prince, it’s nothing!” That was my punchline.
Now the prince, whom I had been dreaming of for so long, is in front of me, and opening himself. And I am exactly one who caused his pain. I had no idea what to say.
With a rigid sad face, he continued. “That is the reason why I have been only with John…. He has taken care of me since my childhood, and I have no fear of him…. I know it is too much for him, and also, he got his bf. I am happy for him, I really am, but at the same time I am so scared of losing him…”
I opened my arms and held him from behind. I was not sure if this was the right move, but that was the best thing I could do.
Though moving and sad the scene was, there was something funny there, because I was completely naked, my nipples were swollen, and my dick was in full erect. Pressing my hard dick on his back, I hoped he wouldn’t notice or at least care much. Unfortunately, my expectation was not fulfilled. Suddenly he held my hard dick and squeezed. I was totally off the guard and hissed. Then he said with determination. “I cannot stay like this forever and need to overcome this. If anybody can save me, it shall be you.” He unbuckled his belt and pulled off his pants. “You know what? These pants are masterwork by our royal tailor. They have some extra space on the bulge, to prevent it from revealing too much. He did his best, but according to the media coverage, he was not very successful, I am afraid. I am sorry for him, what is impossible is impossible, of course.” The underwear under the pants was a weird one. Strangely thick and hard, almost like armor. It covers his bulge like a corset or chastity belt. Again, humiliated, he said sarcastically, “yeah, it’s weird, I know. But this is my desperate attempt to hide what I have. Very uncomfortable, but better than being ridiculed, though it is not very effective in that field either.” He started to untie the strings of that weird underwear, and after untying it all, he breathed deep like he was relieved from too much stress. The underwear was removed.
The dick appeared then. It was huge, undoubtedly, probably the biggest one I had ever seen, though it was only half erect. Still not standing, not very hard and somehow worn out under the stress of the underwear. Now he was looking at me nervously, almost like waiting for the death sentence. I reached my hand, held that monster and spoke. “Wow, that is definitely huge… impressive… the most perfect penis I have ever seen…” His face lit up a little. “Do you like it?” He asked. “If I like it? I love this, I adore this… I feel like I am the happiest man in the world now…. Thank you so much for opening yourself… I really appreciate it. May I have this? Suck?”
Now his face was shining with joy. With that happy smile and glare, I was drawn and falling. I could not resist. Feeling miserable a little inside sensing my heartbreak in near future -a prince and whore are not a conventional couple, and I was hired for two months anyway-, I approached that monster and took it in my mouth.
Sensing the initial touch, he pulled his dick, but soon he started to push. Not forcing, not too hard, but like kissing with his dick, just like he did with his tongue before. “Oh, thank you for accepting me! Are you ok? Not too big?”
His dick was growing hard and revealing its real potential. It is huge, or more like gargantuan. Feeling it in my mouth, I was not sure if I could handle this. It was very challenging even for my skilled mouth. Quite a lot of gays would like to be told this, but for him it should be devastating.” It is so yummy! So tasty! And it feels amazing in my mouth! I love the feeling that my mouth is stuffed with a massive penis!” I replied. He screamed with joy and held my head. I panicked, expecting an assault of my throat, but instead of that he leaned toward me and started to kiss. After a while he just held my body firmly and stayed in that position. It looked like he was sobbing.
Obviously, he was experiencing an emotional storm. I didn’t know what to do… except… Sex. Sex never fails to cheer me up, and I trust the power. So, I started to kiss his neck and shoulder and rub his back, then slid down to his perfect ass. When I grabbed his tight muscle, he made a small noise. It sounded like joy. Encouraged with that, I started to move down on my knees. At first, I stopped at his chest and took one of his nipples in my mouth. He resisted a little and tried to push my head away, but I stayed there firmly and gave a first light bite. He made another noise, and this time it was apparently a cry for agony. After giving that shock, I chewed his right nipple softly and gently. When he touched the left nipple, a long moan of satisfaction came out from his mouth. Now he was starting to surrender the sensation. I moved down further and held his dick in front of my face. It was not fully erected yet but it was already showing its glory. I breathed deeply and enjoyed the smell… musky manly smell… it worked like a fragrance for sexual arousal… mesmerized by that and the significant size, I closed my eyes… and licked his cock head. At that moment something sparked in my head. And I took his dick on my mouth and started to suck it vehemently. This time he didn’t try to pull out but accepted my attack. Now he was moaning constantly, and it was getting louder and louder. His dick was growing rapidly, standing up and getting really hard. Now it showed its full glory… Very challenging for me, and I tried my best not to expose my teeth on that… adopting all my techniques to relax my jaw and throat, I started to take it deeper. Not very successful at the beginning, but when I heard his scream of joy and felt his hands holding my head, I felt like I was in the absolute Sex mode… no matter how hard or impossible it is, I cannot control myself and have to accept the hardship.. this time, his monster dick. Though my jaw ached, tears were running down on my cheek, and the gag reflex was so strong, I pushed my mouth toward his dick. After 3 minutes my nose was pushed against his thick bush… I took his whole dick in my mouth… Now I expected a hard face fuck and wanted that. He started to fuck, but it was slow and gentle thrust. With each thrust I screamed with full lungs, though it was not so loud thanks to the huge dick on my throat. I grabbed his ass and tried to build a rhythm. I felt an urge in his cock is emerging and started to move my mouth faster and deeper. But to my disappointment he pulled his hip again and the precious dick went off from my mouth. “Noooooooooo!!” I made a cry by complaining, but he fell down on bed without putting his dick in my mouth. Wanting to take my lovely monster back in my mouth, I climbed on him, but then I glanced at his face… so content, relaxed and relieved… I couldn’t help kissing his lips softly… I wanted it for myself, but didn’t wanna ruin such fragile beauty. But he didn’t share the same sentiment as mine… his kiss was deep and heated. The hungriest one in every way. The bodies were crashing into each other, and I felt like we were melted together, though I could feel his dick’s existence vividly between our stomachs. This reminded me of my needs. I want this monster in me and cum inside. It didn’t work with the mouth, so now I had to trap it in my ass. I sat on his chest and declared “now I want you to fuck me. Let me have it.” “But you don’t have to…” “I said I want to. I don’t like to be challenged in bed.”
He didn’t say any more words, but obviously he was overjoyed and full of anticipation… He opened a drawer in a bedside table and took out a bottle of lube. To my surprise, the drawer was full of sex toys, like very wide butt plugs, thick dildos, clips, even electric toys for ass. I tried not to show my shock, but I failed. “Surprise! Well, to assault my ass by myself is the surest way to tame my insatiable sexual impulses.” He told me sarcastically and again his face showed his disappointment about himself. “What a collection! You have to let me use these on me!! Or you use it on me! You know with the help of these we can kiss and have ass fun at the same time.” I grinned mischievously and opened the line bottle and took plenty. First, I applied lube on his dick, then he moaned loudly with the sensation. But before I applied on my ass, he jumped up and pinned me on my stomach and climbed on me. „I have to let me taste your ass before it will be ruined.” Saying so, he opened my ass cheek and started to rim my ass. It was not very skillful, or better saying, too greedy. The heat and shock drove me to the point where I desperately longed to be filled. But soon I learned I underestimated him… Just like at kissing, he was very persistent and untired, like he was trying to dig a hole with tongue… he licked then tongue fucked my poor ass. When I started to cry for joy, some fingers were added… The way he spotted my prostate and stimulated it was just almost a wonder. No clients, no fellow escorts or countless fwbs had played my ass in that way, I had almost lost the sense of place… only tongue and fingers in my ass were the sole reality… Though I was in this heaven gradually lust for getting fucked was growing slowly in me... or my ass. “It feels amazing… so good… the best ever… but… I need your dick! Fuck my ass, please…!!!!!” I begged with a suppressed voice, and this time pinned him on his back, and jumped on his body. I applied lube on his dick, and on my ass this time. I thought it would be easy after such a long and hard ass play, but against my expectation I struggled with the size. It didn’t go into my hungry ass at all.
I got nervous, fearing this might trigger his trauma again, but this time his reaction was different than I thought. He opened another drawer and took a bottle of poppers. I recognized the royal emblem on that bottle and became speechless. This brand cannot be purchased, but sometimes some VIPs offer me those on rare occasions. It is strong, but no side effects like headache or dizziness, just made me relaxed and enhanced with senses. This one is really a royal brand in fact and probably made only for the prince! “Oh, it looks like you know this. I created the formula by myself and made the Labo in the palace to produce them. I hope you like them.” “I love them! They are the best, but it is so hard to find…. I have never been lucky enough to find those and buy them.” “Of course, they are only for me. In fact, it is a crime or theft, because it is just for my private use and not meant to go to market.” Though he said this, it seemed like he didn’t care if they were on the market. He took off the seal, shook the bottle and opened the lid. A light smell of poppers filled the air, but he brought the bottle under his nose and hit it long and deeply. After that he passed the bottle to me, and I hit the poppers. The poppers were opened just now and very fresh… So, it was much stronger than the ones I had had, and the effect was overwhelming. Not only the muscle relaxed, but my greed for sex was enhanced. Enhanced like an explosion. After several deep hits, I closed the bottle and raised my hip lining to his dick. I started lowering my ass against his massive dick head, and even with the help of these excellent poppers, it was still incredibly challenging to take his dick, but this time it was not impossible. Slowly the cock started disappearing in my ass. With the cry of agony, I pushed my ass, and the cockhead went through the ring. A sharp pain ran through my body, but it subsided soon and only the feeling of openness stayed. I was wide open. I continued my journey with this long dick to take it all, but at last it hit the bottom. It was all in. I don’t know what adjective is appropriate to describe the feeling. Deep. Huge. Enormous. Hot. Amazing. But all those words were not enough. I loved and cherished his dick buried in my ass.
He was completely still beneath me, as if he were afraid of something. I started to grind slowly but stopped immediately. The sensation is too much. I cried once and closed my eyes and tried to catch my breath. When I opened my eyes, I saw sadness and disappointment on his face. But I must not let this man down… He is my Prince Charming! I raised my ass and dropped it again. I started to fuck his dick. Slowly
Once I started fucking myself,
Though the dick was enormous and belonged to my Prince Charming, it was just a fuck at the end, an activity I had have countless times, and was excellent at. I made my career and livelihood with this. In a trained routine I built up the rhythm and made moans. Not acting exactly, but I knew the effect. But it was not that simple… with excitement he started to thrust back lightly from below. Though the thrust was light, it drove me far beyond my comfort zone…. I started to pant and the moan louder. I tried my best not to scream, or he would take it hard and stop…. It was not pain anyway, a really strong sensation of sexual fun, even though it was not a sensation which I could handle easily. “It feels amazing… please fuck me… Fuck me hard!” I spoke… his eyes sparked with joy, and he asked “Really?”, as if it were a life changing question. “Yes, yes. I really mean it; this is the best!” He grabbed my head, sat up and started kissing me passionately. It was so romantic and nice…. But it also changed the angle of the deep penetration, and the cock head hit my pleasure point deep in the ass. I had not been aware of the existence, because no dick had hit there so deep and hard… the size matters, even though I had pretended so many times as if it didn't…. A sharp sensation went through my body and felt like I was almost fainting. Thanks to the position, he held my body, I didn’t collapse and probably he didn’t recognize what was happening in my body. Or he was carried away too much. Anyway, he didn’t stop and started to grind his hip hard. It was… intense. After several grinds, I could take it any more… I arched my back and screamed. All of my control as a professional escort was gone, and I had to say, “Ohhhh it is so deep… please… ahhhhh”. Though I was disappointed in myself. -I failed to give him the affirmation which he needed- but I expected him to stop. But he didn’t. He held my hip in the air and now started fucking my ass really hard.
In panic I looked at his face, and it showed what he felt… A sadistic joy to drive the bottom to the limit… The joy I enjoy when bottoms tell it’s too much and beg to stop… I never stop till they beg 10 times, or they faint. The best fun for tops. He was not that different from me, so kept fucking me hard. Well, we might be much similar... he did exactly what I would do in his position…. I sat up and pinned myself on my back. Now my legs were in the air and my ass was exposed to him without any guard. He took pillows and placed them under my hip… just like I would do. The difference was the pillows were much harder than usual hotel pillows and he got better angle to fuck hard…. What was surprising was, he didn't do those movements without leaving my ass…. The size makes a difference! But he was an attentive lover… He grabbed the poppers and passed them to me. I opened the bottle and had two deep hits, then he took the bottle and hit 4…. When he gave it back, I hit 4 other hits. I closed the bottle and kept it in my hand, as a caution… I might need it more. He smiled and leaned toward me. Another kiss…. But this time, I was in total surrender and my precessional maneuver was long lost…. I groaned with satisfaction and happiness. I was held by a beautiful man, being kissed and full in my ass. But this calm satisfaction was broken immediately when he started pushing again. He kept kissing, so the position was not ideal for deep fucking, but because his dick was so big that it was deep enough for me, but probably not for him. His movement was getting bigger, and the sensation was growing, but it was not like “his balls are hitting my ass.” I felt his stress trying to go deeper… At last he stopped kissing reluctantly and placed my legs on his shoulders. Now it comes…. Hastily I opened the poppers bottle and hit deep, he smiled and said, “I want that, too.” After that ritual he started to push his dick deep in my ass. It was a slow but a steady move…. It went way deeper than I had expected and when it arrived at the bottom, — I could feel his bush on my ass— I was speechless, and also breathless though my mouth was not covered…. “Are you ok?” He asked. I nodded silently. “If it’s too much, we can stop…” I put my finger on his lips and said, “I said it before, I don’t like to be challenged in bed. I said it’s okay, and I meant it. And a good top should not accept any no, but make bottoms beg for more.” With a happy smile on his face, he started moving his hips. It was a gentle slow move, almost like checking if I could take that. He pulled out only half length of his dick, even though in fact it was more than average dick’s all out/all in fuck…. It was way over my comfort zone, again, but I was not in business mode…. Whatever would come, I wanted to take everything he was giving to give me. I closed my eyes and concentrated to relax my ass. After the initial shock subsided, I understood I actually enjoyed this. My body got relaxed and groans of pleasure came out from my mouth. Encouraged by my reaction, his moves got bigger and faster and the pleasure from my ass got also bigger. I noticed that now I was almost screaming…. But this time he ignored my scream and kept fucking. Now he was in full throttle! All out and all in, very hard fast thrusts hit the deepest point of my ass and the balls we’re hitting my ass and making huge noise. “Oh no, please… so deep…. So hard…. Please… I can’t….” I was not sure what I was saying, but definitely it was too much. “You said tops must not take no, right?” Saying so, he thrusted even harder deep in my ass. I said that, ”and to make bottoms beg more…. “ He thrusted again, even harder than the last one. “Urrrrrrgh!!! Please… please… I… I…. I need this, want this! Fuck me! Fucked me hard! Ruin me with your monster dick!” I screamed with full lungs. Even for myself it was a surprise…. It was like my body made me say this on spite of too much sensation. And I learned at last how my bottoms were feeling when I fucked them. It was not that bad. Now my body lived for pleasure. Then he kissed…. That was the kick. That was the moment I would do anything for this man. “Do you want more poppers?” Well, he didn’t notice my kick but just wanted to fuck me hard. “Yes…” I needed for to handle harder fuck definitely anyway. After the ritual, he started fucking. This time he was relentless, hard, deep, fast etc…. It was definitely a brutal fuck, and I cherished all of that! He was persistent here again, and definitely not a fast cummer…. He kept going and going, but to my surprise I could take it without any problem and wanted even more.
But at last, he screamed and said, “I’m cumming…. I am cumming your ass…” He thrusted hard and deep for the last time and got stiffened there. I felt his dick was erupting deep in my ass, with hot jizz. It was a lot!
After that glorious orgasm he collapsed on my body, and said in a heavy breath, “it was amazing…. Thank you…. Now I am happy….” “I thank you, Phil, it is really amazing! I cannot be happier….” He looked so happy, satisfied and calm in the after bliss of a good orgasm. But in fact, I was the opposite!! I hadn’t cum, and his monster dick was still in my ass…. Desperately I squeezed my ass and tried to reach my cock looking for salvation, namely cumming…. As an escort and porn star I had been training myself to control my cumming, especially not to cum…. But this time I desperately needed to cum after this intense fuck. Noticing my struggle, he said “oh you wanna cum? Of course you want to. Sorry for being selfish. But give me two minutes! Then we can start again.” “But you just came… you came a lot…” “Oh well I cum at least 5 times a day, 7 or 8 on average. It’s nothing. So, shall we start again? I want to cum together with you this time!” He spoke as if that is a natural thing and nothing. Now I realized why I was paid that much, and Mr. Sungham was that desperate. This job was definitely a hard one!
Without waiting for my answer, he started again. Though it was hard and deep again, there was something different from the former fuck. Hw was not carried away like that last time and added some deliberate twists. The rhythm, angle, shimmer etc…. He used all the techniques to drive me crazy. Though he had looked too occupied with his ecstasy, in reality he had been watching me well and learning what move caused what in my ass precisely. In the awe of too much pleasure, I grabbed dick and started to stroke vehemently. But he took my hand and said, “not so fast darling, not yet. I am not that close yet.” “Nooooo! Please, please let me cum!” I begged shamelessly. Hearing that, he accelerated his move, probably to urge him towards next orgasm. But that meant the situation got worse for me. The fuck was even more intense, but he held my hands…. I was just screaming and my body started to shake…. At that moment he released my hands and screamed, “I am close!” I grabbed my dick and stroked it like I was in a frenzy. His pace got even faster, and I opened my mouth to declare that I was cumming. But then this bastard pinched my nipples hard. The sensation was not unexpected and went through my whole body like lightning. My dick started erupting uncontrollably. He made the last deep thrust and filled my gut again with his sperm. The orgasm was incredibly strong, and I felt numb…. But his dick still laid in my ass and kept moving…. To my surprise he took my cum drenched dick and started rubbing the cock head. After such an intense orgasm my ass and cock was very very sensitive. “Oh please, that’s too much, stop that, please….” I said weakly, but he didn't show any sign to stop that…. I was in a panic and didn’t know what to do. Then an idea hit me…. Offense is the best defense…. I reached to his nipples and pinched them hard. “Noooooo!” He screamed and tried to escape from my attack. He fell down on his back, and his dick slipped away from my ass. It felt so vacant after 20 minutes of filling…. I climbed on him, but he covered his nipples with his hands with a fear on his face. I smiled and just kissed him.
I rested my body on him and held his hand. He whispered “it was amazing… thank you very much…. I thank you for accepting me….” “I thank you! The pleasure was mine!” “So, was it ok? Not too hard or painful?” “Well, it was a challenge, I have to say…. But you saw I was in heaven. Very satisfying….” He smiled, kissed me on my forehead, and embraced me tightly.
To be continued.
