My first visit created a shift in my life's shit storm.
Depressing day at work I was having an evening walk along the canal trying to put today's events into context, I could see my local bar an inviting 17
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century stone walled three story mill house which became a coaching house a century ago.
I walked in Henry was clearing glasses away, a bar fixture who had worked their over twenty years. His story; was an enforcer during the Troubles now nearing pension age, had changed his name, not accent, a delightful chatty character who had time for everyone.
I ordered my usual bottle of Corona with a slice of lime; bar was quite Wednesdays always were. I sat alone with my beer milling over what had happened today, the Brokers where I worked had called in the Receivers meaning we would all be canned.
Having worked hard over the past six months trying to keep the company afloat, final straw the owner's son did a runner with company money. If that wasn't enough shit, someone trying to protect their butt found compromising videos of me in my student days on the dark web and circulated them. It put me in pole position to be first to go and could lose my license.
Second beer finished I headed to the washrooms, their was an out of order sign saying 'use washrooms on the first floor.' The second and third floors were being converted for private functions nobody seemed to know what type. On my way back I looked down a corridor, sign said 'Gloryhole Cabins.' I knew what they were but had never seen one other than on the web, temptation too much I went for a look see. A voice with an Irish lilt startled me saying.
"This is part of our new club's facilities; what do you think of them?"
Henry was leaning on a door frame with a mischievous smile.
"I don't know! never tried one or know anyone who has."
"Let me show you them."
Henry gave me the dollar fifty tour about how it works, it was boudoir plush not seedy like I had seen on the web. Struggling what to say I asked "what happens if you're not in the mood or can't get or keep it up?"
"Take a couple off blue's and sniff's from this try them you look as though you need cheering up." I sniffed the brown bottle a few times, I could feel my eyes water and mood swing, popped two of the blues, I was surprised how quickly they worked.
"I have a couple of members waiting to make your day, strip and enjoy."
Bit high nodded 'ok'.
Door closed, I stripped, somebody waiting green light came on. Excited, aroused I walked to the full length smoke glass window, you could increase or decrease it's smokiness by de-energized it. Followed the instructions, dim back lighting, switch off overhead lights, you could now make out each other's body profile. Gloryhole hissed opened, hard as a rock I slipped it through.
Warm hand caressing me, tense, pulse racing, hard, stinging as my foreskin was rolled back. I could see him lean over to cocksuck, my first time, I couldn't feel any euphoria as he sucked and ratcheted his teeth up and down. Boy O' boy did it change, deep breathing trying to hold back, he upped his pace, starting to lose it, knees trembling. Away went an almighty blast, I could hear him gargle and choke as he took it.
He withdrew, I pulled it back through, pressed the blue finish button, gloryhole closed, window fogged up and back lights brightened up. I had to sit down, drained and sore, looked at the timer four and a half minutes.
Wiped-up and sat back the speaker crackled with an Irish lilt "how was it?"
"Good better than I thought."
"No worries I will give you time to recover."
The green light flashed I went through the ritual of button pressing, light dimming, window unfogging and popped it through still rock hard rock. It was a cold hand that started to give me an ever so slow hand job, this was only my second time I had a hand job from someone.
As an 18 year old student at Halls of Residence party, someone circulated a 'puff magic dragon' not wanting to be out of it and make friends I joined in. Can't remember much about what happened, six of us naked on a bed passing around a puff as someone gave me a hand job and a momentous climax. Someone filmed us and posted it on a 'pay as you view' web site, months later I was sent a copy. I became a social recluse after that, this was the film somebody circulated around my office to get me canned.
This time was different I could feel and enjoy each and every hand stroke, each more thrilling and arousing than the one before, my climax was building. Now body twitching and back arching my euphoria increased and increased. No control, it was now in the hand of another, as it happened I could see through the partially fogged window the extent of my squirt but he kept on stroking. I was drained, struggling to remain standing as he stopped. The timer read fourteen and a half minutes.
Henry's voice cracked "would you like a break I think you could do with one after that, don't get dressed wipe-up and use a club blue wrap, you will find one on the shelf and come over to my office. Also I want you to meet George."
I struggled to reach the wrap and pull it on; nobody about walked over to Henry's office, with him was an Asian guy about my age and build also only wearing a blue wrap. Henry introduced us then left to sort something out.
George explained he had been made redundant, having done sex work before now casually works here a few nights a week to help with their start up. I hadn't realised I just did sex work. I shared my impending work dilemma and how tonight came about. Asking how he got into doing sex work.
"I finished engineering college took time out visited my extended family in Thailand, running short of money my cousin got me a below the counter job in a gay bar where he worked. Thai bar's service boundary's are flexible and I had gay friends, like most people wondered what it would be like to be paid for it. During the Pandemic we had been confined to the Halls of Residence, an Aussie lecturer managed to get us a 'pay as you view' live stream on the web. We took turns wandering around our rooms it was popular paid more if you were naked and did things.
One night I was propositioned by a Russian about my age went back to his hotel, had a great time together and got paid. On the way out, it was obvious what I had done, was propositioned by an American, he looked and talked like Rambo, I got paid. Thai who owned the bar didn't bother. I was also into erotic dancing he had me dance live shows as a come-on. You didn't get paid they just tossed money on the stage which you kept.
Much better money than serving beers, I got roped into doing live sex shows and streaming them. It was for the Australian market nobody back home would ever see me. I was their for a year, returned with a nice bank balance, no tax Thai way. Got a regular job with a Defence company, security clearance etc, somebody found one of my on-line shows and reported me, security clearance suspended, I was canned."
I confessed I had done it once for money, my friend Tom arranged for me have drinks with a businessman. I think he popped something in my drinks, ended up in his room together naked in his bed, he fondled me and I gave him a hand job. He wasn't into sex just togetherness, I often wondered what it would be like going the full way. Not long after that someone sent me a video of the naked romp I had during College fresher week.
Henry came back George left they were waiting for him in the 'bukakee' room.
Over a few drinks a while ago I had confessed to Henry when I was working as a newbie energy broker in Sorrento, being lonely I brought a sex worker back to my hotel, a Romanian called Nina. This was my first time after my college video made me a social recluse.
I think she knew this from the outset made an offer to show me how, as an overnighter. I was making silly money and agreed. I don't know how many times I climaxed in different positions that night including anal, it was her favorite encore thing. More difficult than I thought but managed it, we met several times including long weekends in Rome.
Henry said; "Remember Nina's favorite thing, we have a new ladies Unicorn group starting, one of them want's it 'all ways' including Nina's thing; can you help?" The thought of Nina and her thing, I said ok. Headed to a cabin where she was waiting with only a small white wrap on that hung precariously on her breasts, name was Gina. Very nervously explained she was gay and never had sex with men, Unicorn membership insisted she must have.
I unhitched her wrap could feel her nervousness as she popped a couple of pills and sniffed out a brown bottle invited her to remove my wrap, it popped out looking straight up at her. The smile on her face said it all we started to body rub she was already wet, I lay on the bed straddled over me cowgirl style. It started and continued until we both unloaded, she was hot, after my finger work climaxed twice more.
From the outset she wanted to know what was going to happen I shared my Nico experience, now wanted Nico's encore, it was difficult at first her wide mouthed screams of pain and ecstasy added to it. It was so loud I expected Henry to come crashing in with his enforcer baseball bat. My copious unloading supercharged by blue pills calmed her down.
She asked "have you ever done that with a guy?"
"I was working in Manilla living on the top floor of an apartment block, which came complete with a 'house boy' called Wuhan who looked after it made meals and had a live-in room, conveniently away at weekends.
