It was supposed to be a party of some sort. There was a lot of money involved and I liked money, particularly lots of it. And the guy who had rung, Greg, was an old client, I hadn't seen him for about six months, true, but he had been a regular for about a year before that. Often just one on one, but just as often two or three plus me. And occasionally a party, which had always involved two or three escorts, plus the client's guests. He had always paid well and without any argument. And I had charged big for the party nights. Sometimes his guests liked to get a bit rough.
I worked out and knew how to look after myself though, without having to use any muscles except the ones they paid me to use. So I didn't hesitate to say yes when Greg called.
It was the usual big Toorak mansion screened from the street by a hundred year old hedge. I gave my name at the gates and got let in and headed up the cream gravel drive, to where a guard with a Doberman, on a very short leash, showed me where to park my RX8.
"Nice," I said as I got out, looking up at the glowing windows with their swag curtains.
The guard gave me a cold stare, colder even than his Doberman's, but he led me to the front door and grunted something into a camera. I wondered if I should have charged Greg more, and wondered what add-ons I could put on his tab. He'd said only 4 or 5 friends, if it was more I'd add extra for each of them I decided, and he'd said rough, but nothing I hadn't done before. I wasn't sure what I had done before, but hey I was sure I'd notice if I did something new, and I'd add it on.
I was let in by a rather hot young guy, a genuine blond for sure, I could see all his body hair as he stood before me and also that he was excited about the event.
"It looks as if the party has started without me." I said.
He just turned and walked down the wide hallway.
"Great," I muttered, the other talent thought he was a star.
Blondie opened half a double door, dark polished timber, and I went in with him, right behind. Greg immediately pulled me aside and into a deep kiss, he was a big kisser, and had a hand on my assets massaging them. I happily fell into a bit of foreplay, enjoying the kiss and running my hands exploringly over him. When we pulled apart I saw we were in a large formal dining room. But very dimly lit. And entrée was a bit unusual. The blond was lying across the very end of the polished mahogany table being enjoyed by two guests. One sitting down comfortably as he was sucking his cock, pulling at his balls and probably doing other things, as he seemed to have no spare hands. A snack I thought. Smiling as I watched the second one who was standing feeding his cock in a very energetic way in and out of the blond's throat, his head hanging back over the edge of the table.
A couple of other men were sitting at the table watching. Both had their tools busy. Greg led me over to them with a hand on my arse. We stopped in front of a jowly solid man, middle aged but hard. Greg stood behind me cupping my pecs through my t-shirt as the guy reached and unzipped me and slid my jeans down to reveal the package. He had a good feel, as if not sure he wanted to buy, then he grunted and Greg turned me about and I got the message and bent over. Jowly obviously considered his purchases carefully before he took delivery. He also felt the width and internal quality. His fingers were thick and I wriggled my ass on them, smiling as he added another and grabbed my filling cock between my legs with the other hand and began to tug at it. I had my face level with Greg's fly, and not wanting to see him left out unzipped him.
But jowly had other ideas, "He can wait," he grunted slapping my arse and pulling me about.
His eyes were hooded now as he stroked me up. His companion continued stroking himself, moving his eyes from Jowly's hands working my cock and balls to the action just feet away at the end of the table. The blond came and the guy at his butt stood up as blondie spread his legs. In a moment blondie was being fucked at both ends. But no one was in a rush, it was slow fucking as the two guys began to do some hand work on blondie and each other, as blondie arched and writhed, giving them both a good time. But they were being pretty brutal with their hands too by the look of it, and I didn't think all the writhing was put on.
Jowly had me pretty big by now and I looked down at him. He still looked undecided. This wasn't the usual sort of party I had done for Greg. He'd been in charge before and the crowd had been happy, horny and glad of a fuck session. These guys looked hungry, mean and not happy. I had a first small twinge of doubt about the session.
"He'll do," Jowly suddenly said, grunting.
A lot of tension suddenly seemed to go out of the air. Behind me I felt Greg relax. It was obvious whose party it was and I was a bit annoyed. I didn't know Jowly from the proverbial. And Greg's nervousness had me suddenly thinking the Doberman might make it as hard for me to leave the mansion, as it would be for anyone unwanted to get in.
Greg started licking and fingering my arse as Jowly had me bend over and start to service him. He was a good size and growing nicely when I vaguely sensed someone else moving behind me. Greg moved and suddenly my arse was being shared, the fingers stroking and fucking me strongly and I gulped on Jowly's big dick, as I used a hand on his balls and inner thighs.
I was still dressed and Greg pulled my jeans back up my thighs so only my butt was naked. Jowly grunted as I felt a thin cock slide into me. I was fucked by that for a while as Jowly grunted and hardened. He had a good view of whoever was plowing my ass and after a few minutes leant forward over me and I felt him playing behind me too, him obviously getting off on feeling the other guys cock as it drove in and out. My head was buried in Jowly's lap and I did my best to keep up my own bobbing action as I got crushed there, as Jowly got more interested in the action at my rear.
