Horny Married and A Good Fuck

23rd February 2013

Wednesday night was interesting. I had an advert in a well known downmarket newspaper that specialises in fake stories, fake tan and fake tits.  The only thing that’s not fake about the paper is their over the top expensive advertising rates.  Anyway, I quite like the odd day in there because it brings in millions of phone calls and a few reasonably good clients.  You get a lot of passing trade in the subsequent weeks from it too because guys from other parts of the UK keep the number and ring you when they’re coming up.

I must have had about 10 guys tell me they’d ring when they got into the area.  They never do, it’s just one of their frequent sayings.  The clients from this paper always follow the same pattern, they’re either getting into the area later, looking for next week but can’t commit to a day, often want it cheaper but on the whole they’re nice blokes.  Most of the clients I see off it are opportunist guys who ring and want to come over immediately.  There’s none of this “Are you working tonight”, they’re in their works van with a stonking hard on and need it sucked off and need it sucked off now.   I can easily take a call one minute and have him knocking 7 or 8 minutes later.  That’s fine with me, on the days I advertise there I  know the score and prepare myself for it.  The phone starts from 7am and there’s rarely 5 minutes goes by without it ringing.  It stops around 6pm when they’re home LOLOLOL.  I thought I was safe enough at 7pm to meet a female friend of mine for a pizza and a pint and so made arrangements to meet her in Wetherspoons in Gosforth.

It got to about 9pm and we were just finishing our main courses and deciding whether to pop back to Wetherspoons for another sneeky bottle of wine or pop to another pub that specialises in scrumpy and real ale, when the phone rang.  I have a separate phone for my advert, I couldn’t cope with the calls on my normal escorting phone.  ”Hiya Steve mate, errm listen I am out for a pint at the moment but could I come over about 11pm”.  Now normally I wouldn’t.  I prefer not to see guys when I have had a few drinks but he was persistent and sounded genuine enough.  I asked him to call me again in a hour or so about 10.30 when he was on his way and we would take it from there.  I went for another drink with my friend and we shared a taxi, dropping her off home on the way.  At 10.45pm the phone went again, it’s was him “I’ll come down now mate”, I gave him a price, he agreed and I got myself ready for him arriving.

In walked a 40 something hairy, well built shaven headed hunk.  Very much the married, daytime rep, Sunday morning football type.  He was nervous but sure of himself too.  The few drinks with his mates was all the dutch courage he needed to take his gay thoughts that step further.  I took him into the bedroom and he pulled down my pants and sucked me off to completion there and then.  I normally take ages to cum but found this direct approach a real turn on and it made me shoot my load in record time.  I’d cum in his mouth (I did warn him I was about to shoot) and he swallowed the lot.  This is a guy who was nervous about a male to male encounter and he swallowed my whole dump of cum.  He then bent me over the bed and with one huge thrust, entered my arse and proceeded to fuck me stupid with his thick cock.  I was in escort heaven, I’ve got his very horny looking married bloke in my bedroom, he’s swallowed my load and now he’s up my arse fucking me like his life depended on it.    He was up my hole for a good 10 minutes before he asked if I was ok about him taking his time.  ”Mate”, I said, “I can be fucked for hours, you just bang away at my arse for as long as you want” and so that’s what he did.  He pulled out of my hole and got me onto the bed face down, making me pull my arse cheeks apart so he could get deeper inside.  He fucked me harder and harder, pulled out and shot a massive load of cum all over my back, I flipped over and greedily cleaned off the spunk from his shaft, he grabbed the back of my head, pushing his dick down my throat and so naturally I carried on deep throating him, “Im fucking cumming again”, within a minute or so of the first load I had another hot cum load, this time straight down my throat. I was knackered….. he then got the giggles and started laughing to himself, “I’ve been wanting that arse of yours for months, I look at your advert everytime it’s in and promise myself I will book that day, I have never found the courage to do it and I can’t believe how nervous and tense I was about coming here, I will be back, if that’s ok”.

Be Back ??  He can come back anytime.   Of course it’s ok !!!!!!!!!

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