Trade

Trade 7 by Mark James

As I took a taxi to the Sheraton around 11:45 P. M., I realized that I didn't even know the guy's name that I was going to see and he didn't know mine either. The thought crossed my mind that he might not even be there tonight. He was just my "kind of guy" and I love sharing sex with him, but this was business after all. I didn't know anything about him and everything he told me could be a lie. I could just imagine knocking on the door and it being answered by a perfect stranger who was totally pissed off by somebody knocking on his door at midnight. Well I thought, as I could feel myself getting very anxious, nothing ventured, nothing gained.

All of my negative misgivings vanished when he answered my knock totally naked with an erect cock. As soon as I had entered and closed the door, he lip locked my mouth with a very erotic kiss while his erect cock tried to impale me through the stomach. He had one of those cocks that stood straight out from his body and when it was hard it wasn't movable.

He backed away and said, "I thought you might not show up and I realized that I didn't even know your name. I'm Wayne Jackson."

"I'm Randy."

He took some bills off of the table and handed them to me. "Here is your money."

I put it in my pocket as he led me into the bedroom.

"Just stand there and let me take your shirt off."

He pulled my shirt up and over my head, ran his hands all over my chest and stomach as he kissed and licked me like a lollipop. He laid his head against my chest and hugged me to him. God, I wanted to do the same thing to him but he was paying the bill and it was his sexual fantasy. His hand slid down and stroked the bulge my cock was making at my crotch.

"Make me beg for your cock."

I pushed him away from me and said, "Get on your knees cocksucker."

"Yes sir," he said as he slid to the floor.

I moved right up against his face, ground the hard bulge of my cock in his face and said, "You want my dick boy? You want to suck on my cock?"

"Yes sir, I want your cock so bad."

I pulled his head into my crotch and ground my cock in his face some more.

"Is that what you want, dick lover?"

"Yes sir, thank you sir."

I pulled back, undid my shorts, pulled out my cock and balls, hung them over the elastic band of my shorts and waved my cock in his face.

"What do you want cocksucker?"

"I want to eat your dick sir."

My cock was oozing pre-cum. I took my middle finger and wet the first digit all over with the pre-cum.

"You want to lick my finger, you fucker?"

"Yes sir, he said as his mouth closed around my finger and he licked and sucked on it."

I let him suck on my fingers for a while, and then I pulled my hand back.

"Open your mouth cocksucker."

"Yes sir," he said as he opened his mouth wide.

I slapped his face with my cock 3 or 4 times and then slid the tip of my cock around his lips as he knelt there with his mouth wide open. I pushed my cock in his mouth and he closed it around my shaft.

"Hey twink," I said as I pulled my cock out of his mouth, "I didn't say you could close your mouth. Keep it open, motherfucker,"

He opened his mouth wide again. I stuck my cock deep in his mouth, whirled it around and withdrew it. I did this for a while. It didn't do anything for me but it probably frustrated him to death, having my cock in his mouth and not being allowed to suck on it.

"OK, fucker, suck me."

His mouth was on my cock in a flash, sliding up and down my stalk leaving it covered with saliva and taking it to the hilt each time.

I let him service me for a while and then I pulled my cock away.

"Please sir, let me suck me it. Oh God I love your cock. Please," he said and I could hear the break in his voice and could see tears leaking from his eyes as he looked up at me.

"Take my clothes off man. Let me get comfortable and then, if you are good you can suck on my cock some more."

"Yes sir, thank you sir," he said as he unbuttoned, unzipped and lovingly removed my clothes.

His hands and mouth were all over my body making love to it as he uncovered it bit by bit.

"Are you comfortable sir? May I suck you off? Please."

I sprawled down in an armchair, spread my legs and said, "Crawl over here and suck me and make it last. If you do a good job, I'll cum in your mouth."

He crawled across the floor to between my legs, scooped up my cock in his mouth and sucked lovingly on it. He was a good cocksucker and it wasn't long before he had me on the edge of orgasm.

But he didn't let me come. He backed off and sucked on my balls and perineum. Eventually he went back to my cock and brought me to the edge again and backed off. He did this 4 or 5 times until my body was shaking and I was writhing in ecstasy.

The last time he did this I said, "Please let me cum."

I grabbed his head and held it in place as I flexed my hips and drove my cock in and out of his mouth until I let go of my load and ejaculated in his mouth 4 times. God that felt good.

I forced his mouth all the down on my cock and said, "Swallow cocksucker, swallow my cum."

I could feel him swallowing and I let go of his head. He continued to suck and lick on my cock until he had swallowed all of my cum and licked my cock clean as it softened.

He leaned forward, laid his head on my stomach and murmured, "Thank you that was great."

I checked my watch. That episode had taken an hour and 20 minutes. I sold my time in blocks of an hour so I had already run over my limit. Shit I wanted to take him to bed and suck his dick, but that wouldn't be good for business so I got up and put my clothes on.

He was lying on the floor jacking off. I left a card with my contact information on the table.

As I left I said, "Here is my contact information if you want to get together again."

I went home and went to bed. It was unusual for me to get to bed so early, but I had made lots of money recently so I didn't have to stand on the street and troll for queers-at least not tonight. I was going to be up all night tonight, probably. I was going to have to suck that stud off at least 4 times during the night. I had to stop thinking about his big, rangy, muscular body and big hard dick or I was never going to get to sleep without jacking off again.

I woke up at 11:00 A. M. quietly shaved, showered, got dressed and left. My roommates had probably gotten in long after I had and were trying to sleep. I had a leisurely breakfast and then wondered what I would do with myself for the rest of the day and half the night until it was time to go to work and suck cock. I decided to go to the printers and have some fancier business cards printed up for me. If I was going to operate in the hundreds or thousands of dollars per trick market I had to upgrade my image.

It really only took me a few hours. The store had a design program which let me design my own card and then they were printed up almost immediately.

I went to the gym for a workout, ate dinner and then took a nap since I was going to be up all night.

I put on my suit and at 11:00 I was knocking on the door of room 415 again.

He opened the door wearing a suit and said, "Come on in. I wasn't sure that you would show up. I've never done this type of thing before and I don't really know how things are done. You are a good looking guy. I didn't remember you being so handsome. Jesus, I'm getting a hard-on just thinking about you on your knees with your mouth around my cock."

I said, "Good, I like for my clients to be excited. It means you'll probably enjoy the experience. How do you want to proceed?"

"What do you mean," he asked.

"Well, you are straight and that usually means a different set of rules about sex than if you were gay. I understand you want to be sucked to orgasm at least 4 times during the night. Do you just want to tell me what to do when you want it done? Do you want me to arouse you? If, so, do you have any specific things you like done? Can I touch you anywhere other than your cock? If I were a woman you would probably kiss me, but since I'm male you probably don't want to do that. It's your sexual experience I just don't want to do something that will turn you off."

"You know I never thought about it.

"Last time you were dominant and seemed to enjoy making me kneel down and suck your cock. Do you want to start with that? But I do need to know whether kissing is off the table and whether or not I can touch you."

"Yeah, I have no problem with you touching me. I never thought about kissing another guy especially a cocksucker I hired to suck my dick."

"Kissing doesn't necessarily mean on the mouth. There are all sorts of erotic places on the body where kissing or licking would be sensual."

"Ok, that's fine; just don't kiss me on the mouth."

I walked up closer and stroked the bulge in his trousers.

I put my head next to his, licked his earlobe and asked, "Do you want to make me suck your dick or can I just seduce you?"

I undid his tie, took it off and then unbuttoned his shirt and pulled the shirt out of his pants. I massaged his pectoral muscles and stomach and then I started kissing his throat and worked my way down his chest and stomach. He never did answer my question.

I slipped off his jacket and shirt and lay them on the bed. I kissed my way down his spine, reached around him, undid his trousers and let them drop to the floor. He had a fine butt I used my hands to massage it through his briefs.

I sat on my knees and ran my hands lightly and sensually up and down and between his legs for 10 minutes. I could hear his breath rate increase and could feel him slightly shuddering every time I reached between his legs.

I moved around in front of him, and took the rest of his clothes off. His dick was very hard sticking straight out in front of him. It was oozing pre-cum. I took my thumb, lubricated it with the pre-cum and stroked my thumb around the crown of his cock. His body shivered. I kept replenishing my thumb with his pre-cum as lubricant and continued to massage the head of his cock.

I used my other hand to stroke and massage his balls for a while I then slid my hand between his legs and massaged his perineum while I continued to massage the head of his cock. He spread his legs and squatted down slightly to give me better access.

"Oh, fuck man, you keep that up and I'm gonna shoot my wad."

"Do you want to?" I asked.

"Yes, no, yes." He said.

I stopped using my thumb, took his cock in that hand, slid my lips over the head of his cock and licked on the head with my tongue.

He placed his hands on my head and said, "Oh Jesus."

I could feel his cockhead expanding as he approached orgasm. I suddenly pushed forward and completely enveloped his cock.

"Oh, fucking shit, he yelled.

I felt his cum striking the back of my mouth, again and again and again.

He bent at the knees, used his hands to force my head on his cock and rocked back and forth as he unloaded his cum down my throat.

Suddenly his legs spasmed, he took a step back and he pulled his cock from my mouth as he collapsed backwards on to the bed.

I moved over to him, took his cock back in my mouth and licked and sucked on the head of his cock gathering up the residual cum as he completed his ejaculation.

It lost half its length as it softened and he lay back on the bed fulfilled.

He said, "Christ man, that was fantastic."

I walked in the bathroom, wiped off my mouth and brought out a warm face cloth and cleaned up his cock.

He just lay there so I sat down in a chair and started reading the paper.

He finally sat up on the side of the bed. Then he got up, went to the dresser and came back with 25 one hundred dollar bills that he handed to me.

I normally wouldn't have gone so far without being paid, but I enjoyed having sex with him, so I figured that I would give him a preview of the rest of the night before I brought up the subject of money. It seems like he had been thinking along the same lines.

"You want something to eat? I can call room service."

I broke up laughing. He just stared at me until I stopped.

"What did I say that was funny?"

"You asked if I wanted something to eat. I had just eaten your cock and the question seemed hilariously funny. I'm sorry I wasn't laughing at you. I would love a snack."

So we ordered from room service. So we ate and talked. Inevitably the question came up as to how I got into this business.

"My dad caught me sucking my best friend's cock one day and threw me out of the house." I told him.

"Enough about me," I said. "What is your secret sexual fantasy? What would you like done to your body that you have been afraid to ask anybody to do?"

He turned red.

He said, "Well" and that was as far as he got.

I said, "There isn't much I haven't done. You can't shock me unless you like making snuff films."

After a detour to explain what a snuff film was, he said, "Well, my butt is real sensitive."

"Let me guess," I said. You want somebody to play with your ass. Maybe finger your asshole?

"Yeah."

You want to be rimmed don't you? You want somebody to lick your asshole.

"My wife won't even let me bring up the subject."

"Let's go take a shower."

"I had a shower just before you got here."

"Yeah, But you didn't take a shower with me."

We got in the shower and I took the soap, lathered him up and used my hands to wash his whole body.

He kept saying, "Oh yeah," especially when I was stroking his cock, balls, perineum or the crack of his ass. Eventually both our cocks were standing fully erect. I had him bend over as I washed, stroked and massaged the crack of his ass and his asshole.

Every time I fingered his ass he would say, "Oh man, oh yes."

I told him to relax as I slid the first part of my index finger inside his asshole. He just moaned so I worked the rest of my finger in and out. What I was doing was cleaning out his asshole but to him it was very sensual. Finally I slid my finger all the way in and massaged his prostate.

He cried, "Oh that feels so fucking good."

I pulled my finger out, washed in and his ass off and we got out and I dried him off. Then he insisted on drying me off.

We went back in the bedroom and I asked him to kneel on the bed with his ass I the air and I rimmed his ass for the next 15 minutes.

When I finished his cock was dripping pre-cum.

"You want to cum again," I asked.

"Shit yeah man."

I asked him to get up and then lay down on my back and stuck a pillow under my head.

"Please sir, fuck my mouth," I said and lay there with my mouth open.

It didn't take him long to straddle my chest, kneel on the bed, slid his cock down my throat and to face fuck me with long, smooth strokes. He had been ready to blow his second load ever since I had stuck my finger up his ass in the bathroom so it didn't take very long. But I could feel his muscles tense as he made a conscious effort to delay his orgasm as long as possible.

This time I had to come myself so I was vigorously jacking my cock in time with his rhythm.

Finally he was in the throes of ecstasy, at the pinnacle of orgasmic sensation and he relaxed and blew his load. I could feel his cum as it transited the van deferens and forcefully exited into my mouth. He loved sticking his cock all the way down my throat and holding it there and that's what he did as he gave me his load. I had to push him off to keep from choking as I had my own orgasm.

I went to the bathroom, cleaned up and again brought back a wash cloth to clean him up. He had gone to sleep. I pulled the comforter over him, put my own clothes back on and sat and read the paper. I made on some coffee to keep me awake.

At 3:30 A.M. I walked over and pulled the comforter back. He was laying there on his back with his legs spread. I don't know what he was dreaming about, but his cock was almost fully erect.

I got on my knees between his legs, leaned over and sucked up and down on his cock. Hell the man was asleep; there was no need for technique. I loved his cock. Not too wide, not too long with a perfectly gorgeous mushroom head. I licked it, I sucked it and I jacked it. I responded perfectly. It grew to be as large and hard as it could be and it oozed pre-cum for me to lick up as I played with it.

There was no rush. I played with it. I took it all the way down my throat and held it there relishing the flavor and hardness of it filling my mouth and throat. I could tell by the tensing of his muscles and the increase in the rapidity of his breathing each time I brought him to the edge, so I stopped and let him back off. The fifth or sixth time I did this I was about to stop sucking when his hands pushed my head down on his cock and he used his hips to fuck my mouth. I don't know how long he had been awake.

"Fuck man, that was an incredible blow job but please let me come."

I released control to him as he humped my mouth. Again I could feel his cum as it transited the van deferens and forcefully exited into my mouth. He again stuck his cock all the way down my throat and held it there as he shot off.

I was kneeling there swallowing down his creamy offering when I saw his body completely relax and he was asleep again.

I got up, sat back down in the chair and dozed.

I awoke with a start when he pushed on my shoulder.

"Wake up, its morning. Its time for one last blow job. What is you favorite position?"

"Let me go to the bathroom."

I went off and washed off my face and took a breath mint.

I took off my clothes and said, "I will lie on my back, with my head over the edge of the bed and you can face fuck me. You'll be able to sink your cock in my mouth all the way each time. You can be dominant and force me to suck your cock. I think we both will enjoy that."

I lay on my back and he got on his knees and we adjusted positions until my mouth and his cock were in the right position for comfortable continuous face fucking on his part. He slid his cock in my mouth and went to his pubic hair in my mouth with every stroke.

"Fucking great man; take me man, swallow my cock."

He was in charge this time and did to me what I had done to him last night. He kept bringing himself to the edge and then backing off and edging again. He kept banging my mouth for a half an hour. Finally he started up again, but his time he lay his head on my stomach and took my cock in his hand and stroked it in time with his face fucking. I heard him gasp and my mouth was filled with his cum. I guess he couldn't help himself; he buried his cock in my throat as he shot off. Oh, God help me I loved it. Just about the time he finished coming I had my orgasm and my cum flew all over his face and in his mouth.

He didn't even try to wipe it off. He pulled out of my mouth and I scrambled up. I faced him and leaned in and licked my cum from his face wherever it had ended up. I was licking the cum off of his lips when he opened them, leaned forward and let me lick up my cum from his tongue. He then took my head in his hands, leaned forward and French kissed me for a while, and then broke it off.

This time we both went to the bathroom and cleaned up. He got in the shower and I got dressed.

When he came out of the bathroom drying off, I gave him one of my new cards and said, "If you every want to get together again."

He said, "My name is Tom Jacobs. Give me three or four of your cards, maybe I can throw some business your way."

He walked over to the dresser and came back with his wallet. He pulled our 4 one-hundred dollar bills and gave them to me.

"That was an incredible night. Thanks."

I said, "You are more than welcome," and I left.