Some say it is already legal: it is called MARRIAGE
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By Paco Prado
Let’s face it an orgasm only lasts on the average 30-45 seconds; yet we spend 30 hours or more per week seeking that one fleeting moment of pleasure. It is downright time consuming, at times it is frustrating and even costly. Well, bars and places where you meet guys cost money. You then have to drink as well and that is not good for your health. Smoking is often associated with drinking so that your clothes and hair will smell like the place you had just visited…reeking of stale beer, piss and smoke.
I am one who has spent endless hours in a tea room waiting for some stud to come in, take a piss and notice the glory hole; then the hope is that he is horny enough to respond. Then there is the question of whether he is interested in you or not…or you in him. I can’t tell you the many visits I have made to the baths; yes, the sauna baths is a good place for anonymous sex but you still have to spend hours and money in hopes that there is some suitable sex partner.
For those reasons and many others that I will mention; I am inclined to pay for sex. I know what you are going to say: “a good looking dude like you with a 12 inch dick shouldn’t have to pay for sex” Perhaps you are right but there is the element of being pleased, being in control and not having to put up with bullshit or play games. And they will play games…particularly in bars. It is one endless bullshit session. I also tend to believe that these are places where guys go to meet a prospective roommate, one who will be able to bear the financial burdens that their meager means can’t possibly afford.
You see, when I pay for it I can demand things. I can expect a certain level of performance or they will pick up their money and go their merry way.
I was at this bar in Fort Lauderdale that is notorious for its bad food and older gays and then at a certain hour, once most of them have gone home the hustlers come in and try to make a buck or two.
There was this dude that caught my attention…mind you…it was not a very good night since most of the guys in there were dogs; I went to the restroom and he followed me. I stood in front of the urinal and he came and inched right up to the one next to mine. He was not that attractive but maybe he had potential. Within a minute or so he was getting a hard on and says to me: “you in the mood to party?”
Me: “I don’t do drugs, I like to suck cock”
Dude: “Well, then, would you like to suck this one…it will cost you”
Me: “How much?”
Dude: “$50.”
Me: “It is not all that big…that is a $20.00 cock”
Dude: “Ok, I’ll let you blow me for that; you have a place we can go?”
Me: “Yeah, I’m staying at a hotel over on the beach, come along before I change my mind”
He obediently followed me and got in the car. Once in the car, he pulled out his dick and began to play with himself. I guess he thought that would get me excited and he could command more money out of me. We got to the hotel and his clothes came off; he headed for the bed and laid there with his hands on the back of his head, the cock standing at attention and ready to be serviced.
Dude: “Yeah, suck my cock, that’s it, make me feel good…suck it you faggot”
I pulled the cock out of my mouth and said to him: “Is that all you are going to do? I mean, just put your hands behind your head? Do you think that I am here to please you or you are here to please me? I don’t appreciate being called a faggot and you are not all that cute and your cock not all that big…put on your clothes and get the fuck out of here…here, take the $20, you are not even worth $5.00.
He was mad as hell and I am sure horny too but I wasn’t going to put up with that attitude. You are going to provide a guy with pleasure and on top of that pay him, the least the asshole could have done is respond to my caresses and my sucking him…not try to humiliate me.
I was cruising the streets aimlessly not really thinking about picking up a hustler that day but when I came to a traffic light I see this young guy on a skateboard. I immediately associate this with immaturity, a young man who hasn’t really grown out of the toy phase. But I looked again as he got closer and he was a doll. He saw me and smiled, actually waved. The light changed and I turned right instead of going forward. I intended to go around the block to get a second look and see if he would show interest.
Sure enough, he was going up and down on this little ramp and I parked the car when he glanced my way; he stopped, picked up his skateboard and walked over to the car. I rolled down the window and he kind of leaned into the car, checking me out and looked in the back seat. I guess he thought I could be a cop. He then said: “I bet you are looking for some action”
Me: “Sort of, do you know where I could find some?”
Skater: “I think I know what kind of action you are looking for…you are not a cop are you?”
Me: “Good grief, no…how much?
Skater: “Depends on what you have in mind…I am going through some rough times…there are no jobs and this is not something I would like to be doing…but with a good looking dude like you I don’t mind” And he flashed a very daunting smile, it was real and it was sincere.
Me: “Yeah, but where can we go?”
Skater: “follow me, just around the corner in the alley between the two buildings we can fool around and it is safe”
So I get out of the car, followed the skater and by the time he disappeared between the two buildings I get to the opening…barely enough for one person to fit into but he flashed a smile again and began to pull down his pants.
He pulled out a very respectable cock, uncut and the kid was handsome. I venture say about 19 years old with a beautiful face and not terribly scrawny like most hustlers are because they burn more calories than they take in. I grabbed his dick and it was hard as rock; I pulled back the foreskin to check for cheese and there was none; so I asked him how much?
Skater: “A $20 would do me just fine” and I then got on my knees and began a very spirited blow job. I was able to swallow the whole thing and once it went past my throat I started to apply the gargling technique and I had him moaning and making sounds I had never heard before. He was enjoying the blow job so much he actually said: “dude, you are good…actually if I had the money I would be paying you…you keep that up and you are going to make me cum”
So I increased the pace and he just grabbed my head and began to fuck my mouth. It didn’t take him long…he began by announcing his impending orgasm; in case I wanted to withdraw and have him cum outside my mouth but I didn’t and he blew his load…it was one stream after another of sweet young man’s juice. I kept his cock in my mouth until the very last drop of jizz had flowed and then I got up, my legs were numb and he actually pulled me up by placing his hands under my arms and pulling me up. I got my wallet out of my back pocket and gave him a $50. His eyes opened up and he said: “you want me to blow you now?”
I wasn’t going to do it but before I could answer he groped me and then with the other hand pulled down the zipper; out came my 12 inch cock and then the expression on his face was priceless. “You expect me to suck you with that enormous cock? I don’t think I could fit it in my mouth. But he got on his knees anyhow and engulfed just the head…laboriously trying to get more of my cock inside but could not so he resorted to the use of his hands, with both of them and the spit that was spilling out of his mouth he did his best to bring me to an orgasm.
He took it in his mouth and swallowed my cum. I didn’t expect that but he looked at me, got what had spilled over on to his face and licked it; then he flashed that smile again. So I pulled out my wallet once more and gave him an extra $20. He was totally flabbergasted.
Some of these hustlers are addicts and can’t think beyond the next fix. There was this real cute one while I was visiting Baltimore and I followed him into an alley. He was wearing a hooded jacket and all I could see was his cute face…with a black eye…I couldn’t tell if he had a nice body or could determine his bulge because the parka was covering it. It was kind of cold that day but when we got to the end of the alley, he sort of got to the corner and removed his parka. He was left in his white wife beater and I could tell he had goose bumps but he was intent on showing his nice body.
I got closer and asked him how much and he said “A $10 would do” I knew then that he was hustling to get a fix so I started to feel his bulge and he said: “money up front, please”…I felt a big bulge and it was growing so I decided to go ahead and give him the $10. He then pulled out this big mother fucking thing that was almost as big as mine…and I descended upon his cock like a vulture on dead carrion…I got it in my mouth with difficulty but I wasn’t going to let a thing like mere size discourage me. The dude must have been high or something because he came right away. His ejaculation was so abundant that it even surprised me because I was swallowing it as fast as I could and more would flow out. When he was all done, and I made sure that I got the last drop …I pulled out my wallet once more and said to him: “here get yourself something to eat before you get your fix” The guy thanked me and I went on my way.
Sometimes I would call an escort service to fulfill my needs. I was thumbing through this gay publication and towards the end where they have ads for massages and the like I ran across this one black guy who just said: “muscular black, late twenties, ten inch versatile, in and out, no drugs”
So I called the number and had him come to my hotel. I was staying at the Plaza in New York at the time and I left instructions at the desk that this was a masseuse that was legit and they didn’t even blink. He came over almost right away and I could tell just by his demeanor and his build that this was one hot dude. His going rate was $200. He didn’t have an attitude at all; sat down, smiled and asked me stuff like where I was from, my name, you know the usual chit chat while he was caressing his very well developed chest. He had a long sleeve knit shirt that fit him so well and showed his muscles. I could tell that he had not just a magnificent chest but also biceps to die for.
“You let me know what you want me to do” He said sheepishly.
Me: “For starters, how about taking off your shirt and letting me see that beautiful torso of yours” so he removed his shirt and even flexed his biceps for me…allowing me to appreciate the armpits.
Me: “Do you mind if I touch?”
“No, you are in charge…do whatever you want, or tell me whatever you want me to do”
Me: “Can I lick your armpits?”
Dude: “knock yourself out…I didn’t wear a deodorant because in your conversation you mentioned armpits”
I began to caress his rock hard chest with the perky nipples…he said: “go ahead, suck them if you want, but don’t bite hard because I’m very sensitive” And I did. By now I was appreciating the beautiful color of his skin and the masculine scent that can only come from armpits without deodorant…it wasn’t gamy, just masculine musk, pure testosterone laced pheromones. Eventually I traveled to his pits and licked them…they left a lingering taste in my mouth, similar to the taste of raspberries.
It was then that I pulled his cock out and it was magnificent. It was cut but didn’t have scars and it was easily as big as mine. I began to take my clothes off and told him to get into bed.
I got his cock in my mouth and could barely suck it. Then he said: “Paco, you are a top, aren’t you?”
Me: “Mostly, yes, why?”
Dude: “Because if you want to fuck me I think I can take that big cock of yours up my bum hole…actually I would prefer it, but that is your call”
Having been given the green light, and realizing that he did advertise that he was versatile, I put on a condom and after some very exciting ass eating I penetrated him. His bubble butt was bouncing up and down on the bed meeting my thrusts and allowing me to plunge into him all the way where my pubic hairs were touching his ass cheeks and my balls were castigating the underside of his balls. He started to make sounds of approval and encouraging me to fuck him harder.
Dude: “Oh Paco, that feels so good…you have no idea…I usually get these dirty old men who only want me to fuck them…but you are so young and so good looking…and that cock of yours…it is unreal, so fuck away, I love it, ah, ah, ah, yeah, fuck yeah, ah, ah, fuck me hard, yeah, fuck yeah” The contractions he was doing with his ass with the thrusts to meet my cock plummeting his ass was enough to push me over the edge…He told me to cum inside and then he announced he was going to shoot his wad…I told him I wanted it; so I took out my cock and he began to reward me with his man juice. It wasn’t a very copious ejaculation but it was sweet nevertheless. Then when he was finished, he licked my cock and made sure there wasn’t any more coming out. He was spent and fell over on the bed totally exhausted. I went to the dresser and got the $200 and gave him a $50 tip.
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