Disclaimer: Any celebrity mentioned in this story is for story purproses only and does not indicate the true sexual preference of any of the celebrities mentioned. It's merely done for fun, and for my perverseness.
Note: I've had alot of people asking me what Sebastian looks like. He is based strongly on Paddy O' Brian a British pornstar. You can see his picture here: http://sadpanda.us/images/762424-871Z5I1.jpg
Friday nights. Before I became an escort, my friday nights consisted of going out to clubs, getting shitfaced with my friends and maybe necking off with a hunk or two. But these days, my friday nights consists mainly of one thing- sex. Friday nights, for the most part, are not all that busy in Escort land as many of our usual clients are either at home playing doting dad to their kids for the weekend or are generally busy with non-related sex things. But we do get plenty of clients, and Friday nights is the most popular night for the 'celebrity' clients. I have no idea why this is the case but it always makes for an interesting night.
Out of all the 15 male clients registered at our escort agency, I am by far the most popular with the celebrity clients. Word of mouth. If say I shagged a closted popstar, he will then whisper my details onto another closeted popstar and so on. I like the celebrity clients, I get clients who it's so obvious they bat for the Queer team, but then you get a celebrity out of the blue which really shocks me. I've slept with alot of celebrities but I see the 'real' them as opposed to the personality they put on for the public. By day they are loving husbands with beautiful children, at night there kinky sex whores who love nothing more then being fucked by my 9 inch cock.
Friends always ask me who my favourite celebrity shagger is. And it's really hard to pick one. I've had celebrities who really know how to fuck, but then there are those celebrities who don't know the first thing about how to give a proper blowjob. I'm not going to say who my favourite is. But my most interesting client is Robbie Williams.
Robbie has no air's or graces. He likes what he likes. He never bottoms and he never sucks my dick. But he loves kissing, especially whilst fucking. He loves me sucking him off, and I could get away with sticking a finger or two in his arse. But nothing more. I don't see him often. Maybe six times a year. But when I do get a visit, it always makes for an interesting one. Robbie has always claimed to me that he isn't gay, or even a little bit bisexual. He just says he loves sex be it with a fanny or a arse. Even if that arse is the hairy arse of a male escort. Your probably hear alot more about Robbie later on. When he calls me up, he always makes sure I drop whoever I have planned. He wants first priority. And who am I to say no to Robbie fucking Williams?
Today is Friday night. And I have a grand total of three celebrity booked tonight. I can't decide whether I'm lucky or a fool. Two of them are comebacks, and another celebrity is a newcomer. My plan is at 8.00pm I meet Celebrity One in a hotel room. I have all the details on my Ipad. I'm booked for an hour and 15 minutes. When I leave there, my taxi driver (aka LeAnne, one of one my best friends and a hardcore dyke) will pick me up and take me to my next hook-up at his flat in London. I'll get there at 10.00pm and he's booked me for 45 minutes. Then the newcomer has requested an overnight stay. I don't know the details right now, but Danny will email the details during the night.
Overnight stays are basically that. Usually, I'll met the client. We're shag, maybe have another round before drifting off to sleep. Usually when we awake, the client will want a morning fuck before I leave. I don't mind Overnights they pay alot of money which is awesome. But it is strange sleeping in a bed that isn't my own, with a guy who has a whole different persona when the cameras are switched on.
I don't really prepare for hook-ups. A fresh shower before each encounter is a must. No-one likes to see other guys dried up spunk marks on your chest. Been there, done that. Maybe a touch of deodrant so I don't smell like i've done fifteen rounds with Mike Tyson. I sometimes gel my hair, depending who the client is. Sometimes they like me looking rough. I have one particular celebrity client who loves me dressing up live a chav and fucking him hard and rough whilst wearing a hoody and a baseball cap. The celebrity is an American guy who you might have heard of. Justin Bieber.
My first appointment of the night is with famous footballer Jack Wilshere. His a hot, hot guy. I'm the only escort he uses, and he trusts me unconditionally. He has a girlfriend and a little baby, but is also a secret bisexual. And his convinced that if he's cravings for cock is revealed, it would end his footballing career. I meet with Jack twice a month. Every guy has something they like the most, and Jack's is biting. My nipples always hurt after an hour encounter with Jack. Jack has a hot body, a medium sized dick and nice balls that he loves me sucking. Versatile with a preference for bottoming, Jack really surprised me the first time we shagged by keeping an erection whilst being pounded. Usually, a guy will go flacid if I pound them really hard, or at least just have a semi. But Jack always stays rock hard. And when I'm pounding him, he usually bites the fuck out of my nipples.
I meet Jack in the hotel room. It's the same hotel we always use, but usually we have a different room. I knock on the door and he answers, wearing a pair of tracksuit bottoms sans tap. Jack has a good body, not a fantastic rock-hard body like myself, but he keeps himself in shape and obviously has a very active job. I always appreciate being greeted by a shirtless Jack. It never fails to make my cock twitch.
Jack smiles, and we talk for five minutes. He offers me a beer, which I accept. I don't usually like drinking on the job, but I make an exception for Jack. I don't know why. Habit I guess. He tells me that his girlfriend is out with the girls tonight and his mother has his child. I don't know the childs name, I tend not want to get too involved in their private life. I tell him that I've just bought a new BMW convertiable and he asks to see a picture. He then proceeds to say that the car is hotter then his and how the fuck can I afford it. Talk doesn't later for long, it never does. Jack makes the first move. I always let the client make the first move unless they state otherwise. He unbuttons my Ben Sherman shirt which I purchased last month after Jack stated that he loves me wearing a shirt. The shirt is soon discarded on the floor and forgotten about as Jack leans in and presses a light kiss to my chest. He works his way down to my nipple and takes the orb into his mouth, his tounge lightly flicking it. It's hard within a few seconds. He pushes me on the bed and takes off his trackie bottoms. He's commando underneath and his rock-hard erection flops out as he drops the bottoms to the floor. He grins at me and joins me on the bed, willing me to take my own jeans off. I do but leave on my tight Calvin Klien white boxer shorts, my semi blatantly obvious which Jack notices and licks his lips. He straddles me and goes back down, licking his way down my chest. He licks my abs, inbetween the ribs of my six-pack. His wet tounge always has an affect on my cock, which has gone from semi to rock-hard in a matter of seconds. I'm so hard I could cut glass. Jack's enjoying it if the state of his cock is anything to go by. He licks his way down my chest, stopping for a moment at the waistband of my boxers. He puts his hand inside and grabs my erection. A fucking fat off grin on his face.
"I love your cock Sebastian" he grins "As does my arse".
"And my cock loves you" I reply back rather lamely but he doesn't seem to notice or care. My boxers are soon chucked to one side, my massive erection hitting me on my hairy chest. He holds onto my dick and moves it to his mouth but pauses for a moment,. I seriously think for one minute he is going to use my dick as a microphone. That would be a first! But he looks up at me, catches my eyes and grins before he teasinly licks the edge of my cock. It's awesome. The feel of his tounge on the sensitive part of my dick leaves me shaking with desire. That always feels good and he knows I like it. He wanks my dick whilst continuing to lick the edge of my dick. My balls are hanging low and free. Jack is great at giving head and probably one of the only guys who can take my dick without gagging. He takes my dick further down his throat which feels fantastic. Nothing beats a blowjob, especially when the guy giving said blowjob is a walking sex machine.
"I'm going to fuck your mouth" I state and Jack just grins at me. I loves that. I stand up on the edge of the bed whilst Jack sits on the edge. I grab his ungelled hair and slam my dick into his open and waiting mouth. I thrust in and out fucking his mouth with passion. I grab more tightly on his hair as Jack likes it rough. He groans with desire whilst he takes my tool into his mouth. I know it won't be long before I cum. It always happens. I thrust harder into his mouth, my cock literally must be hitting the back of his throat but Jack's sitting there taking it, his own hard dick leaking pre-cum. It's hot to see that my expert mouth fucking has caused such a horny reaction. I thrust harder still into his mouth and know that I'm about to cum soon. I slide my dick out of his mouth, because Jack hates swallowing and have four furious tugs on my erection before my seed is released in a huge orgasm over Jacks face, chest and legs. I shudder with delight at the intense orgasm. I recover soon after, taking a quick sip of my beer whilst Jack disappears into the bathroom to wipe away my spunk. When he returns, his flacid but comes bearing gifts. Rubber shape gifts and lubrication.
"You wanna top or bottom?" I ask Jack who has placed the gifts on the table besides the bed and has sat down, taking a sip of his own beer.
"I want you to fuck me" he states and I'm not going to argue with that. He lays on the bed and takes his dick into his hand, which I soon slap away when I join him on the bed. I take his dick, which Jack says is 6 inches long, and slowly begin to wank at the flacid dick which is soon coming alive in the grip of my hands. Jack isn't a massive fan of blowjobs, he loves giving them but doesn't particuarly like them back. I toss him faster which he seems to appreciate if the moans are anything to go by. My other hand is feeling lonely, so I slide a finger into Jack's tight by willing hole and feel his arse accepting my finger with ease. I slide another in, which gets Jacks enginges revving and in no time at all he is rock-hard. Whilst I continue to furiously wank his willing cock, he slides himself onto my two fingers and it's not long before he's fucking them whilst groaning like a bitch. "Jesus christ" he groans as two become three and Jack's arse clenches around my fingers, the tightness becoming more evident. It's not long before the combination of my magnifent wanking and expert fingering sends the footballer into climax, and he's spilling a generous amount of spunk over my hands, his chest and some flies over him and lands on the hotel wall.
Jack leans up, spent, and takes a sip of his beer. My own dick is hard again, Jack's own orgasm was so hot to witness it from zero to hero in the space of a second. Jack grins at me, and licks his lip as he stares at my dick like it's a lollipop he wants to gobble up and never stop. I lay on the bed, my dick pointing to the celing as Jack takes a condom from the dresser. He opens it with his teeth, before slowly wrapping the rubber material around my stiff member. The earlier finger fucking has got Jack's arse ready, but he stills rubs a copious amount of lube in his arse. He stands up on the bed, direcetly above my waiting cock and lowers himself down. He moans in pain at first as his dick gets used to my thick dick again, but it's not long before the moans of pain turns to moans of pleasure as he slowly begins to my ride my dick expertly. The nipple biting begins soon, as he bounces and I thrust. He takes my right nipple into my mouth, and it's honestly so fucking hot. He soon leaves the right one and goes for the left, which he bites even harder as my thrusts into his poor arse get more furious and powerful. Soon, his holding my shoulders whilst he continues to bounce himself on my cock. His dick is hard again and I lean forward taking it in my mouth. I'm now fucking and sucking the Arsenal footballer whilst he's moans get louder by the minute, and soon he's full on screaming as his orgasm nears. I can feel my own orgasm nearing but I want Jack to cum first. I thrust harder into Jack whilst sucking harder on his pink tipped dick as he continues to my ride my dick like it's Seabiscuit. As I pick up speed again, Jack's groaning with intense pleasure and it's not long before I feel the warm, salty tase of Jacks spunk which I swallow with ease. I thrust harder and harder, and my own groans are now reaching fever pitch as Jack bites on my nipple hard whilst contining to ride my erection. "Jump off" I groan as Jack does as his told and lays on the bed. Leaning up slightly, I point my dick at Jack and after a couple of wanks, I''m shooting for the second time that night.
We both lay spent on the bed, Jack with his beer in his hand. He leans over and kisses my cheek before jumping up. "Gonna shower" he states which I know it my cue to leave. "Money's in the drawer". That's the last thing he says to me, but I get a good ogle at his bubble butt as he walks naked to the shower room.
I get dressed and pick up the money. I don't count it. Jack would never forge me. I look at my Iphone and see that it's 9.10pm. LeAnne will be waiting outside for me. With the keys that the hotel has supplied me (I'm one of there best customers, they have given me access to all of their rooms whenever I want unless there occupied!) and slip into the room next door. I shower quickly before I'm in the car next to LeAnne.
"So stud" LeAnne grins as she revs up the car "How is my favourite Arsenal player?"
I grin. "Sore".
"I bet" she laughs.
"So you have two lads next, right?" she states and I grin.
My next stop is at a flat in London. The flat of One Direction's Liam Payne who I will be shagging, along with his bandmate Zayn Malik.
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