Trade 9 by Mark James
That night I showed up at the address I had been given. Boy did I feel out of place again. It was a mansion and had a gate. I had to call the house and have the gate opened in order to get in.
I was told to dress like The Fonz from the Happy days TV show. I had to look up "The Fonz on the internet to find out what he was talking about. It turns out he wanted me to dress in a tight white t-shirt and low hung Levis with boots. I guess what he wanted was the `rough trade' look.
He answered the door dressed in tight tan chinos, a patterned short sleeve shirt and black horn rimmed glasses. He looked just like dweeb but I knew instantly he was role playing because the guy was an investment banker. He was a hot looking guy with a well built body underneath the dweebish clothes.
I walked in and shut and locked the door behind me. He backed away but he couldn't take his eyes off of me and I could see the bulge growing in his crotch.
"Eat me," I said.
He got down on his knees and I walked up to him grabbed his head and ground my crotch in his face.
My cock made a bulge in my jeans down my pants leg. He grabbed my butt with both hands and sucked and licked on the bulge in my pants.
I let him have his way for a couple of minutes before I backed away and stood in front of him and ran my hand up and down the bulge in my pants. He licked his lips but his eyes never left off staring at the bulge in my jeans.
I pulled up my t-shirt exposing my 8 pack abs and the licked his lips some more as his gaze shifted between my cock and my abs.
"What do you want cocksucker?" I asked.
"I want your cock sir."
"Well it don't come free asshole, where is my money?"
"I'm sorry sir, its right here," he said as the fumbled in his pocket and pulled out a wad of bills.
"Well count it out twerp. You don't expect me to take you word for it that it's all there do you?"
"No sir, sorry sir 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, $3,000.00."
He folded it up and handed it to me.
I said, "Take your clothes off."
"Yes, sir"
He started to get up.
I pushed him back down and said, "Stay down there and take them off.
"Yes sir."
While he was undressing I undid the top button of my jeans and unzipped them half way and stroked my bulge some more.
"Crawl over here and lick my boots."
"Yes sir."
He crawled over and licked on one boot and then the other.
I said, "Do you want to feel my cock?'
"Oh, yes sir, Please sir. May I please stroke your cock sir?"
"Yeah cock sucker go ahead."
He sat up on his knees, reached up and lovingly stroked the bulge in my jeans.
"Take my cock out of my jeans."
"Yes sir"
He unzipped my jeans the rest of the way, worked my tight jeans over my ass and pulled them down to my mid thigh. Then he pulled my briefs over the bulge of my cock and pulled them down to mid thigh. My 7" cock stood straight out in front of me with the tip no more than an inch from his mouth.
Pre-cum was oozing from my cock and he stared at it as if hypnotized and wet his lips some more.
"Bet you want to suck on that don't you?"
"Oh yes sir, May I sir, please."
Saliva dripped out of the corner of his mouth and ran down his chin. His cock was erect and as hard as mine.
"No, but you can stick your tongue out and lick up the pre-cum from my piss hole. Don't lick my cock."
"Yes sir, no sir, Thank you sir," he said as he carefully licked up the pre-cum and brought it back to his mouth and swallowed it.
"Now just using your tongue lick all over the head of my cock."
"Yes sir."
He stuck out his tongue and gently licked all over the head of my cock.
"Please let me suck your cock sir, please sir, please."
I ignored him, pulled up my jeans, walked into the living room and sat down on the middle cushion on the sofa and lay back.
"Crawl over here and take off my boots and the rest of my clothes, you dweeb."
He did and as he was undressing me I said, "You know if you weren't paying me I wouldn't let you touch me. You know why that is boy."
"Because I am a worthless piece of shit and I am not fit to touch such a hot jock stud such as you, sir"
"You are a stupid dweeb, but if you are good I will let you suck my cock and I will even shoot off in your mouth if you make sure you swallow it all."
"Oh yes sir, thank you sir. I will make sure to swallow all of your cum."
"Do you think you can swallow all of my cock, cock sucker?"
"Yes sir."
"Crawl up here between my legs. I'm gonna let you suck my cock, but if you can't deep throat me properly I'm gonna force it down your throat until you gag. I don't want you going all whiney on me."
"Yes sir."
"Suck me."
He didn't take any chances; he immediately took me all the way to my pubes, to show me he could do it I guess. He then set up a steady sucking rhythm; up and down, up and down. As he used his mouth to suck me he used one hand to fondle my balls and the other to caress my hard, tight stomach muscles.
He wasn't a bad cock sucker and he certainly got me all hot and bothered, but I had already come twice that day so it wasn't going to be that easy to get me off this time.
"Yeah man, deep throat that cock. You love that cock don't you."
"Yes sir."
I pulled his head off my cock and pushed him backwards on to the floor as I said,"Then we can't have you sucking on it."
I spread my legs wide and slid down on the cushion until my nuts were hanging over the edge.
"I'll just lie here and jack off. That way you won't get to suck it, you fucking cocksucker."
I lay there and stroked my hand up and down my cock. It felt real good but I could do that for a long time before I shot off again. He lay on the floor on his back and watched me stroke my cock and licked his lips. He started to stroke his cock.
"I yelled, "What the fuck are you doing cock sucker. I didn't say you could play with yourself. Stop it."
He jerked his hand away and looked at me like a deer caught in the glare of a truck's head lights.
"Please sir, let me suck on your cock."
"Fuck no, you worthless piece of shit, but if you are real careful I'll let you fondle my balls and just maybe I'll let you suck on them."
"No," he said with a petulant look on his face, "I want to suck your cock."
I stood up, looked down at him and said, "You do eh. Come with me you cocksucker," and walked down the hall to his bedroom.
"Lie on your back on the bed," I said.
"You want my cock, I'll give you my cock," I said, as I straddled his chest, rammed my cock in his mouth and fucked his mouth with rapid deep throat thrusts down his throat,
I face fucked his mouth brutally, making him gag and choke. I pulled my cock out and said, "had enough of my cock you nerd?"
"Yes sir," he said, I've had enough, please stop."
So, of course I raped his mouth again and again and each time he gave me the same answer.
I had worked myself up to the point where I was on the verge of coming, so I went down his throat with a vengeance and pulled out jus as I shot off. I squirted cum in his mouth all over his face.
He was jacking his own cock while I had been facing fucking him and he came at almost the same time I did.
I used my cock head to collect the cum from his face and slid it in and out of his mouth as he tongued it off and swallowed it. I reached behind me, ran my fingers through the cum he had shot all over his chest and then had him lick his own cum off of my fingers. My cock was still hard so I continued to face fuck him until my cock softened.
Then I got off of the bed, went into the bathroom and cleaned up.
He was sitting on the edge of the bed.
He said, "That was fucking incredible man."
"Glad you enjoyed it."
I walked into the living room, put my clothes on, checked to make sure my money was still in my pocket and walked to the door.
"Can you come back on Friday?"
I checked my schedule on my cell-phone, saw that I could fit him in and we arranged a time.
The next morning I had an appointment which was a first for me. I was supposed to go to an office downtown and have sex with another guy while the client watched. The second guy was not gay, was provided by the client and would play the part of a seduced straight man. The client might or might not be involved and there might be another man watching.
I was being paid $5,000 in advance. I had no idea what the other guy was being paid. I almost couldn't believe this. Six months ago I would have done this for $100 and would have been glad to get the chance. No doubt about it the rich are different.
It was Saturday morning and I was on the 50th floor of a 75 story office building that just reeked of money. The door on which I knocked had no identification, but I think the whole floor was part of one firm. Apparently there was nobody else on the floor. I knocked.
When I went in I found that the door was the side entrance to an enormous office. There were 2 guys in the room. One guy, around 40, was in a $5,000 suit, the other guy was a well built stud wearing tennis shoes and tennis shorts and holding a tennis racquet.
The guy in the suit said, "You're Pete and this is Joe. Just forget I'm here."
It was time for a little role playing.
"Pete, Sally thinks I'm playing tennis. God knows what she would she if she knew I was in your office because you want to suck my cock. I don't know why I ever let you talk me into this."
I walked over to Joe and ran my hands over his chest and stomach muscles.
"Christ Joe, I've wanted to blow you since we were in grammar school. I can bring back all sorts of memories of instances where all I had to do was move my hand a little bit and I would have had your cock in my hand, but I never did. I've finally admitted I'm gay. Jesus my cock is already as hard as a rock just thinking about it.'
I unzipped my pants and pulled out my erect cock. I could see a bulge in Joe's shorts. I let my hand drop down and took his erect cock in my hand through his shorts.
"Shit Joe, don't try to tell me that you aren't ready to get your cock sucked, otherwise you wouldn't have this hard-on."
Before he could say anything I dropped to my knees and drew his shorts down to his ankles at the same time. There was his 6 ½ inch cut cock in all of its pristine glory staring me right in the face.
His right hand grasped his balls and hi cock and he leaned in toward me and I licked on the tip of his cock.
He pushed my head down and his shaft slid into my mouth until I could feel his pubic hairs tickling my node.
"Oh fuck; Sally's never done that."
I opened my throat, opened my mouth wider and took his balls into my mouth along with his cock.
Joe grabbed my head and held me there as he said, "Shit man, I didn't even know anybody could do that."
He stepped out of his shorts, moaned and rubbed the top of my head as my lips went up and down on his cock.
I stroked his balls and massaged his perineum as I savored the joy of his cock going in and out of my mouth.
He widened his stance and lowered his body in a half squat as my hand found the erotic sensation points between his legs.
Then I let go of his cock, turned around, leaned backwards, put my head between his legs and licked on his perineum. He squatted still lower and I licked his balls and then took his ball sack in my mouth and gently sucked on them as my hand closed around his cock and gently stroked it.
I released his balls and licking backward on his perineum I moved backward with my head and my tongue licked up the crack of his ass and speared his asshole. His legs collapsed and I fell on my back on the floor with his ass sitting on my face. I pulled him down on top of me and slavered my saliva all over his asshole as I licked and sucked on it. Joe got on his knees straddling my face, spread out his ass cheeks and sat directly on my mouth. Joe spent the next 15 minutes riding my face as I tried mightily to get my tongue all the way up his asshole.
At one point he whispered, "The client is sitting there in his chair with his legs spread doing himself with a flesh light."
I really didn't care. I couldn't believe I was being paid to service this guy.
After a while Joe had to move his legs so he shifted position, slid his cock in my mouth and lowly but insistently deep throated his cock into me every time as he face fucked me.
I had expected him to come almost immediately, but he didn't. The face fucking went on and on. I got lost in the heavenly sensations.
I heard some cries from the other side of the room and I guessed the client had come. I reached up with both hands and stroked Joe's ass. I slid my hands up and down his crack and let them flutter over and caress his asshole. That seemed to have done something because his strokes got faster and his breathing got faster.
Suddenly he pulled out of my mouth and a stream of cum flew through the air and filled my mouth. I was amazed at how accurate he was. My mouth filled and I swallowed.
Then Joe leaned forward and filling my mouth with cock let me lick off the cum and eat it. Then he stood up and took my hand and pulled me up.
The client was no longer in the room. There was a young blond guy in a $5,000 suit lying on the floor in a pile of cushions. He motioned for me to go over to him. Joe (Or whatever his name really was) left.
"Take your clothes off. Damn that was really hot. I'll bet you are ready to blow your load."
"Get down on your knees and fuck my mouth like he did you."
I knelt on the floor next to him, inserted my cock in his mouth and slowly face fucked him as he lay there with his eyes closed, moaning with delight. I just kept going and came in his mouth. He could tell that was what I was going to do because my body tension telegraphed it, but that was obviously what he wanted because he didn't pull away. It didn't take long because I was already on the edge.
He opened his eyes and said, "Kiss me."
I got some of my cum back out of that. We had a 5 minute tongue sharing French kiss.
"That was nice. I like you. You'll hear from me. You better get dressed. There is a bathroom over there.
When I came out the room was empty. There were 10 hundred dollar bills on the table with a note.
"Just go out the door you came in. Don't leave anything behind. The alarms will reset as you go out so don't try to go back."
When I got outside there was Joe waiting for me.
He said, "Got time for a cup of coffee?"
"Sure."
"My name is Craig, by the way, not Joe."
"My name is Randy, not Pete."
We went into the coffee shop.