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“I’ve had a couple requests,” Blaise said at lunch one day. “Apparently the guys you gave favors to in exchange for products and services have been talking to your other fans. Now other men are asking about bartering for or otherwise renting your services.”“Services?”“Some of the men want a private audience,” he explained. “They want a private performance and, I’m sure, other services.”“So, they want me to be a male prostitute?”“It’s not that different from performing sexual favors for electrical work or a lawnmower,” Blaise said.“Maybe. But, I’m not a prostitute,” I said. “And, the two men who received special favors from me in return for products and services I wanted or needed did so for very expensive items. We’re talking about a minimum of four-hundred to five-hundred dollars. And the most they got out of it was giving me a blowjob, not receiving one from me.”“You’re taking this too far,” he argued. “Right now, I only have four or five guys asking for a private show, not sex or a blowjob or anything. They probably just want a peep show type experience where they can watch you strip and play with yourself privately so they can jack themselves off at the same time. They can’t do that in a regular show.”“Well, why didn’t you say that?” I said, relieved. “That I can do. I can do that tomorrow. I have no problem with that. It doesn’t matter to me how many men are in the room if we’re just talking about a regular show or some portion of one. That isn’t prostitution. That’s no different than hiring a stripper for a bachelor party.“But, you said ‘other services.’ I’m not sure I want to be a prostitute. I don’t know that I’m that addicted to sex.”“Well, I’m just looking at the big picture, A. Some of these guys will be just fine with jacking off with you and leaving it at that. But, somebody’s going to ask for more.”“That’s what we really need to talk about, then,” I said. “Do I let it go farther? Do I let them jack me off instead of doing it myself when I get to that in the performance? Should I ask for more money? What if they want me to jack them off? Do I do that for an extra fee?“And, if or when that does come up, how would you feel about it? I mean, you’ve really gotten off on me describing what I did with other men. Would you want me to continue doing that?”“I don’t know. It really hasn’t bothered me that you’ve let the other men watch you or jack you off, or even when you let Sam and Evan give you a blowjob. Hearing you tell me about it in every triple-X detail was a serious turn-on,” Blaise said. “I’d say it’s totally up to you in the moment. If you feel like letting them jack you off or taking care of them – for more money, then that wouldn’t bother me.“You set the boundaries. I definitely don’t have a problem with a private show or even mutual masturbation. I trust you. And, I know where your heart is.”“Would you want to be present and watch?” I asked. “I mean, you like hearing about it. And, you know I’m going to tell you everything.”“I guess that’s something I’d have to try,” he said thoughtfully. “I don’t know how I’d feel about watching you with someone else. And, I don’t know how some of these men would feel about it.”“They would have to allow it if that’s part of the deal, whether they like it or not,” I said. “But, I could set up my video camera as a closed-circuit system so you could watch from another room.”“I don’t know. I’ll have to think about it.”“Well, you’re my manager, my handler. You’re the boss. Manage me,” I said. “You know the rules. No man touches me without your approval. If you want me to do this, start setting it up. If you want to watch, make that a provision of the — rental agreement, or whatever you want to call this. But, it has to be at the Lodge or your house. I’m not going to some other strange place where they might have hidden cameras or other men waiting to do something weird. It happens on our turf or it doesn’t happen. And, the bedroom is off-limits. That’s personal, private space. They can have the living rooms or dining rooms or kitchens if they want it weird.”“I’ll start making calls,” Blaise said.“When are we going to start this?”“I probably can schedule somebody as early as tomorrow night. Or whenever you’re ready to begin. We can wait until the weekend if you want.”“No,” I said. “Let’s do this during the week, one or two weeknights. That gives me – us the weekends.”That night Blaise came by right after work. I wasn’t expecting him so I hadn’t had a shower and was wearing the same clothes I’d worn to work.“What’s up?” I asked as he walked in. “I didn’t know you were coming over. You want to go take a shower together?”“Sure,” he said. “But, I stopped by to let you know I talked to Frank. He works for a bank in Gate City. He can be here tomorrow night at 7.”“Oh.” I was a little surprised. “That was quick. Uh, OK. That’s Büyükçekmece escort bayan fine. How much are we getting out of this?”“He’s paying $150. And, I asked upfront. He said he just wants to see you take off your clothes and do a little of your deep-throat act,” Blaise said. “He wants to fantasize about his dick going down your throat while he jacks off.”“That’s a lot of money. We’re only charging $50 for the regular show now.”“I explained to him that, since this is a private show, you aren’t making as much. He’s paying not only for your time, but also for the complete privacy necessary to take care of himself with you in the same room.” We headed to the master bathroom. I dropped my clothes on the bed. Blaise didn’t start undressing until he was in the bathroom. I helped him with his pants, paying special attention to his limp dick. He leaned down to kiss me and I fondled him to life as we waited for the water to heat up.Once under the water, he took charge and turned me around so that my back was against his wet naked frame. He reached around me with the soap in one hand and began covering me in a lather. Once I was slick and soapy, he set the soap down and held me close with one arm while the other slid down to my groin and nearly hard cock.He hadn’t lost any of his talents with my meat. If anything, he was better than ever. He knew exactly what I liked, what made me twitch and jump.His teeth were set into my trapezius muscle as he sucked out a deep red hickey. The sensation only heightened the intense pleasure his hand was inflicting on my cock and balls.I could feel his thin cock pushing against me from behind. I wished I could reach it to return some of the pleasure he was giving me.His strokes were slow and long. He alternated between tight, skin-pulling and smooth, loose caresses. As he worked on me, I reached back with one hand to grab one of his ass cheeks and began massaging it. He stopped sucking on my shoulder and ran his tongue up my neck to my earlobe and began sucking and nibbling on it.I gasped and twitched. Knowing my reactions as well as he did, Blaise increased the speed and intensity of his work on my cock. His strokes were faster and tighter and he occasionally rolled his palm over my swollen head.My breathing was ragged and I gasped and twitched more and more often as he continually hit all my spots as perfectly as ever. He still was a master of drawing out my pleasure and cum.In just a few seconds I tensed up, squeezed his ass tightly, and began pumping wad after wad of thick cum across the tub. My hips thrust into his fist completely out of my control.Once I regained control, I turned immediately around, my still stiff and sensitive cock brushing against his wet body. I twitched again as my head slid across his belly.I pulled him close, lifted onto my toes and our tongues attacked each other with ferocity. I couldn’t help but continue to thrust my hips against him, sliding my cock up and down his stomach. I still could feel cum leaking out. It was difficult to keep our lips locked as I kept twitching and jumping every few seconds when my frenulum brushed over some part of Blaise’s skin or hit the top part of his pubic hair.Finally, after a long few minutes of kissing, I grabbed the soap and began bathing my lover, caressing every part of him until he was as hard as I had been a few minutes earlier. I turned him around to rinse the front and begin washing his back.Once I’d rinsed his back, I stopped Blaise from reaching down to turn off the water. Instead, I turned him around and knelt in front of him to begin my own sensual massage of his member. My massage, however, would be done by my lips, tongue, and throat.I slowly painted over my lips and cheeks with his stiff cock and swollen glands. I licked a trail from the base of his cock to his frenulum, grabbing it between my lip-covered teeth and pulling it out from his erection. Then I pushed my hot tongue into his hole and wiggled it around. I looked up just in time to see his head roll back in ecstasy.I pushed his head between my tight lips, squeezing it nearly flat. In and out, I bobbed my head back and forth so just his glans fucked my mouth. My tongue was situated just inside so that it met his head each time it entered my mouth and his urethra was filled again with tongue. His cock was fucking my mouth and my tongue was fucking his urethra.He began grunting loudly. After a minute of this torture, I buried my nose in his pubic hair, pushing his cock as far down my throat as his torso would allow. Then I started swallowing against his glans. I massaged his head with my throat and tongue for a minute then pulled him out for a few long, deep strokes. Then, I swallowed him again for a couple minutes.I kept this up until I felt his legs shaking Escort Çatalca and his abs contracting. When I knew he was going to explode, I pulled him out and began stroking his shaft furiously.In a second he was spraying his thick white mess all over my face. My mouth was open to catch a few globs of his seed, letting him give me a porn style facial.“Oh, God! I love seeing you do that!” Blaise said hoarsely.When his cum fountain fell to just a dribble, I engulfed him again to clean him off.I stood up to wash my face and finally let Blaise get out of the shower.“We don’t do a lot of facials,” I said when I turned off the water. “I thought you might want to see me covered in your cum once in a while.” I’ll admit I was a little nervous the next day. I had come to terms with performing for crowds of as many as twenty men. And, I was even comfortable with the flirty back and forth at the after-parties. But, meeting one of them one-on-one and performing for him seemed a little daunting.I probably was just overthinking it. I had been with other men just minutes after meeting them and had retained complete control over the situation. This wouldn’t be any different. I just had to channel the same flirtatious personality from my more public appearances. That’s what he was expecting, after all.When Frank arrived, I answered the door in my blue pants and shirt. He was in his mid-forties, wearing a two-piece suit and tie. I assumed he had driven straight from work in Gate City.“It’s nice to meet you, Frank,” I said, ushering him in. “Have a seat. Can I get you a drink?”“Uh, no. I’m – I’m fine,” he stuttered.I pointed him to a chair over which I had draped a large beach towel. There was an end table beside it with a bottle of lube and a couple of washcloths. I had my “show chair” sitting just five feet or so in front of it. I already had music playing in the background and the lighting was low, though not my normal show lighting.“I understand you want to take care of yourself while you watch me,” I said. “So, if you want to go ahead and undress, you can set your clothes on the couch over there.”His nervousness really showed up then. I could see his hands were shaking as he untied his tie and pulled his jacket.“Frank, would it make you feel better if I undressed first?” I asked. I noticed he was wearing a wedding ring.“Yeah. Maybe,” he said, looking a little relieved.“Have a seat, Frank,” I said and began slowly removing my shirt.I didn’t do any dancing or showy moves. I just slowly removed each piece of clothing just for him. I made sure to make every movement just for him. When I was down to just my thong, I had Frank stand up. I started unbuttoning his shirt for him.“You don’t have to -” he started to say.“Let me help you,” I said. “Have you ever done anything like this before? I mean, alone with another man?”“No,” he admitted as I pulled his shirt from his pants.“It’s OK, Frank,” I assured him loosening his belt. “You can relax. It’s just you and me. You’re going to watch me take care of myself. If you just want to watch, that’s fine. If you feel like taking care of yourself, you’re welcome to do that. I’ll stay naked with you for as long as it takes.”I squatted down to push his pants down. Before I stood back up I grabbed his underwear. I could tell he was beginning to grow. He grabbed my hand before I could remove them.“It’s OK,” he said. “Just do your thing.”I stepped back and Frank sat down in only his underwear, watching me.“Do you want to remove my thong?” I asked.“Can I?” His eyes were wide, excited in spite of his nervousness.I stepped close again and he grabbed the blue fabric on either hip and pulled. I was about half-hard, not my usual size at this point in the show. But, Frank was being a difficult audience.“Do you want to see my butt plug, Frank?” I asked as I stroked and pulled on my cock just a foot or so from his face.“Yes,” he said, seemingly mesmerized by my naked cock.I turned around and bent over to flash my blue-jeweled plug at least as close to his face as my dick had just been. I slid my fingers up from my balls to push the plug in a bit and let it push back out to its normal position.I straightened up and turned back around to continue massaging my cock and balls for him. I could see I was having an effect on him. His underwear was tenting up.“Looks like you’re getting ready, Frank,” I said.He looked down then back up, his face red.“Don’t be embarrassed,” I said. “That’s what you’re here for. That’s my job. Waking your cock up is what I’m doing here.“You shouldn’t be embarrassed by my success. You’re getting what you paid for.”“Do you still want to watch me deep-throat that dildo over there?”He nodded his head. His face still was red. But, his cock still was growing.“Do you want a little help down there?”“What -” He Esenler escort looked puzzled.I reached down and brushed over his arched dick. I could feel and see it twitch and pulse at my touch. Frank gasped.“No. I’m good,” he said.I grabbed Long John and squatted down in front of Frank, still just a couple feet in front of him. I lowered the dildo into my upturned mouth slowly then pulled it out after only a few inches went in. I repeated that several times until the latex was wet and my throat was loosened up a bit.Then, I pushed Long John a full eight inches into my throat. Frank moaned a little and his hand was on his groin. I could see the tip of his dick peeking out of his underwear waistband.I moved to my chair and began stroking my own cock with one hand while the other steadily fucked my throat with the dildo. I had it far enough in that the bulge could be seen moving up and down in my neck.By now, Frank had pulled his cock out and was beginning to stroke himself in short movements just over his head. I could tell he wasn’t going to last long. So, I picked my own pace.I began stroking and rolling my palm over my cock head. Frank already was jacking himself furiously. I never saw him use lube. I was afraid he would be terribly sore by the time he finally came.I already could feel my own cum rising and my muscles and nerves pulsing. I pulled the dildo out so I could give Frank a little dirty talk and encouragement.“I’m about to cum, Frank,” I announced. “How about you? Are you ready to cum? Do you want to cum together?”He grunted breathlessly. His eyes never left my cock. He didn’t close them or throw his head back or look at his own dick. He just zeroed in on my meat.“Come on, Frank. Cum with me. I’m cumming, Frank! I’m cumming!”My explosion was minimal compared to anything Blaise had done for me. A little did fly out on to the edge of my chair. But, that was about the extent of it.Frank exploded just a second or so after he saw me do so. He shot thin streams a foot or so up as he grunted loudly over and over. It all was caught by the towel.I grabbed a wet washcloth beside my chair and cleaned myself up. He sat slumped in the chair, his still draining cock in his cum-covered hand, breathing heavily. “That was amazing!” he breathed. “I’ve never felt anything so intense. My God! You’re amazing!“Those two kids were right. You are some kind of sensei or dick master.”“Two kids? What are you talking about, Frank?” I already had my pants back on and was pulling my shirt over my head.“There were a couple young guys at your last show talking about how you had taught them so much and helped come to terms with their sexuality,” he said. “They said they spent just a few minutes with you and everything about their relationship changed. They were free to do what they wanted and be open with each other. They called you some kind of master or sensei.”Samuel and Evan. Word of mouth advertising really does work.After a few minutes, Frank was dressed, but still refused a drink. I was a little surprised he didn’t want to sit and talk for a few minutes about his desires and why he was here. He seemed like the type. But, I guess he still was a little embarrassed about being here and doing what we just did. So, he pulled out his wallet and handed me $250 neatly folded, and thanked me for a wonderful experience.I called Blaise as soon as he pulled out of the driveway. I spent a couple hours the next night working on my new video. In a few days, I had it fully edited and polished. I’d included all of my various show routines and a few vignettes of myself out at the pond when it still was warm.Now that it was complete, I had to figure out how to duplicate it at least twenty times. I finally found a service bureau in Gate City that could do it in a few days. By my next show, I was offering my new video for another $25 each. While I was editing it, I put together a short trailer for my video. During the after-party, after I announced they were on sale, I put the tape with the trailer and selected scenes from my first video on the TV to help tease video sales.Just as I thought, every copy sold out. Thursday night John stopped by. He was some kind of consultant in Gate City. He worked in the same office building as Frank. John told Blaise that Frank told him everything I’d done for him. In my estimation, that was next to nothing. But John was impressed and wanted his own private show.But Blaise had added the proviso that he be present and be allowed to watch. John had no problem with that. In fact, he thought it would be a turn-on. He actually wanted to see Blaise fuck my throat with the dildo. He even said he’d pay extra to have me cum on his face.John was a completely different experience from Frank. He willing stripped down as soon as he walked through the front door and wanted the full show. He was wide-eyed and enthusiastic throughout.He couldn’t keep his hands off his dick. He moaned loudly and often. It was almost annoying.He came very quickly, but couldn’t wait for me to cum on his face. I had to speed up. Blaise squeezed some extra lube on my cock for me as I was stroking faster than usual.
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