Why Do I Do It?
I am often asked that question.
My name is Steven, my work name Stevie943, I am often asked why do I do sex work? My boss got me into it, true but not completely; this is my story.
In the beginning there were Dinosaur's according to anthropologist's they were gay making them the biggest fuckers in town, that may be how it all started but my first time was somewhat less momentous.
I was at my friend Gordon's 18th birthday party, I was 19 two weeks before, my birthday party was held in a local park, lots of beer, fast food, excursions behind hedgerows no not for that. It all went well until the Park Police suggested it was time we went home, rain was expected; it didn't. Gordon's was a more subdued family house party I didn't know any of them except his sister Jenny and her college friend Janene.
Gordon's cousin Ricky and his friend Hector both twenty year old's were also at the party, cadets in the Royal Military Police College
{the feared Red Caps}
. They got our undivided attention for their chosen career paths, Gordon and I were in awe with what they would be doing, by contrast, we were ordained by our college work into being boring accountants.
We all had too many beers, vodka's too when Hector produced a tin off Yorkshire gummies, my first time, we became super confident and relaxed. Original plan was the four of us would sleepover on the floor of Gordon's bedroom. We all ended up in his bedroom as naked exhibitionists with raging hard-on's, that's when Gordon made a pass at me. I fobbed it off he was always doing stupid things like that, Ricky and Hector pissed and high as kites egged us on to bang each other.
We were scared to try it, that's when Ricky and Hector manhandled us onto a single bed and stared to bang both of us in unison, our first time. It was a quick muted affair because of the gummies and alcohol, but still erotically thrilling, we lay on our backs recovering in a euphoric state of ecstasy. It was then they swapped over and hit us again
{a military term}
, as we lay facing them this time with our legs hitched over their shoulders. We watched their facial contortions as their climaxes built and built as our bodies twisted and turned in ecstasy, until they unloaded and its drain away.
Remainder of night was blank, until we were woken by Gordon's mother with morning tea. Ricky and Hector were gone, both of us naked in bed together, bedclothes dishevelled and needing laundered. His mother was horrified, her son was gay, his father said 'don't worry about it'; it didn't help.
I wasn't frog marched out of the house but felt like it. My sort off first and second time and I couldn't remember any off it other than having a painful butt. We couldn't say anything about Hector or Ricky as they would have been kicked out of the Red Caps.
Gordon and I are still good friends and study buddies although not intimate. A college sport was we fill in competition questionnaires to try and win freebies. I won a sponsorship for a student exchange visit to a College in Rimini, Italy. I was excited about winning but couldn't remember who the sponsor was or for what, not that was important as it was just one of those lifestyle questionnaires.
After I arrived in Rimini went up to my halls of residents room to meet my roommate for the first time, Luca an Italian. He opened the door wearing only skimpy bikini underwear, was my height, short jet black hair, wonderful olive skin and toned body. Room originally a single now fitted out with two almost touching single beds.
My flight was late in, now in catch-up mode for the inaugural pool party meet-up. I went into the shower wet room, normally I am not comfortable striping off in front of strangers the room was small and didn't have any choice. As I showered Luca stood in the doorway chatting and watching me stripped off and joined me in the shower, normally I would have been uptight about it but it felt ok.
Part of the deal was we to wear the sponsor's sportswear on campus, Luca gave me my rainbow patterned speedos and matching flip flops. Our sponsor turned out to be a flamboyant Italian LGBT clothing group who were having their annual conference on the College campus. I felt good wearing them, sort of kinky, Luca looked good too.
At the pool about thirty guys were wearing rainbow speedos. Photographer's had a field day lined us up, Luca and I were off-centre in the front row putting us at the pictorial epicentre. We were also photographed posing normally and erotically, individually and with our roommate, photographs went viral on the web with our bios. Explaining we were selected from a questionnaire that showed we were hiding our sexuality which was holding us back academically.
Luca and I had hit it off from the outset, during the party night one photographer followed us. Since Gordon's birthday party with our Red Cap friend's, I always wondered if I was gay. That night we went back to our room, both understood what was going to happen. Luca pushed the two beds together slid down my speedos, dithering and unsure I let him Dom.
It was the first pure thrill ride of my life, he was so gentile and caring, I was ecstatic pre-cuming before his climax its infill was euphorically copious, twitching and squirming in ecstasy as it drained. My turn his legs hitched over my shoulders, I struggled then like magic it all came together, entheausticly each stroke became more intense than its predecessor, climax building and building until I had to let go as a euphoric uncontrolled ecstasy.
I didn't know until the next morning after having more wonderful rounds with Luca, he was on the game to fund his studies. His suggestion was we go down to the conference pool bar wearing our speedos, get picked up by some businessmen they like paying for no questions asked sex. I was still on last night's high and the thrill of touting; I said 'ok.'
Luca applied make-up to me for the first time, eye shadow, lip colouring, body rouge, potent perfume, I felt and smelled like a tart on the make. We were only at the bar for half an hour before two Germans propositioned us, bluntly with 'how much' ended up in their room for a foursome. I got banged and a blow job simultaneously my first, I found my confidence, learned a lot that day and got paid.
That night we went to a Molly Club
{gay sex club}
near the beach, Luca spoke to the Entertainment Manager, we didn't need to pay to get in. This time we were to be dressed in provocative maroon micro club logoed wraps, guests wore plain white short wraps.
We were propositioned separately I went with a businessman to a cabin. He didn't say much but wanted to film us making out, apparently banging a westerner is an Asian to-do list thing. He wanted a show, Luca had shown me how last night. It was a busy night we didn't get back until after three in the morning.
Late afternoon we went back the Entertainment Manager wanted us for his afternoon 'Senators and Nymphs Roman' theme day. As Nymphs wore make-up and short paper rip-off dresses, felt great gave you a real buzz. I was in the first six nymphs to be paraded on stage, an Auctioneer ripped off one of the Nymph's outfits to demonstrate what you get in addition to company. No shortage of bids, I went to a few cabins that afternoon each time I had my paper outfit ripped off before being banged.
Luca had also agreed with the manager we would give a premium late evening duo Bukakee show. It was totally illuminated, because of the stage lighting we couldn't see anybody watching us but could hear them. We gave a live sex show, two nymph's cat fighting ripping off each other's clothes then fun wrestling until we banged each other in turn. It was and still is the most thrilling thing I have ever done. We were filmed live over their private web, our cat masks and makeup disguised us.
Club paid us a lot for those two days and the bukakee. Holiday over I flew home, flight was delayed by almost two hours on the tarmac, I chatted to a Swedish business man sitting next to me. By the time we took off had started to discreetly touch and flirt with me, after the past few days I let him and reciprocated. That night we stayed over at an airport hotel, it was the best night of the holiday no chaperoned and still got paid. I kept in touch with Luca he's still on the game and attending conferences as a student looking to find his sexuality.
At college now more confident and getting top marks but bored being vanilla, on the way home some night's I went via the local 'red light' area. One time I put makeup on to be recognised as being available, was propositioned by a fifty something Japanese businessman called Haryto. He was impressed by the Luca way, asked for a card didn't have one but gave him my cell number.
A week or so later Haryto phoned would be in town and would like to take me out for a meal. I knew what that meant. Wasn't what I expected, two of them, not a twosome but as a solo gratuity for a client, not the same felt ok but dirty.
Leaving the hotel I met my college friend Gordon he had an overnighter too. Apparently his mother kept harping on about his life preferences until he came-out and moved into his own place, which cost money. One of his college year students Tom was on the game, many students were. Introduced him to clients and now has his own regulars, last night's was one.
I had told him about Luca not our paid escapades, I told him about last night and how it came about. Parting shot as we went to our classes he would pass on my cell number if he hears of anyone looking. Not a lot happened but managed to get regular below the radar gratuity jobs courtesy of Haryto.
