27th August 2011
I am becoming a bit of a trucker slut, I’ve seen three in just a few months, yet at one time, I’d maybe get one enquiry a year. Talking about truckers on blogs has brought in a bit of passing trade, so to speak. If you search gay newcastle trucker, my “Another Day, Another Trucker” post ranks as 7th on Google LOLOLOL and if you search trucker escort gay, I come at the top for “Another Day” and second for “Trucker Fucker” and that’s without listing a location. I am not complaining hahahaha.
I met last night’s trucker just outside Newcastle, pre arranged earlier in the day. I went out to visit him in a nice secluded area. Nice chap, another late 40's masculine type guy. Found one of my blog posts online and followed the links to my profile. He’d been with a few guys over the years so he knew what he wanted from the appointment.
Got sorted and made a beeline for his crotch. Got that nice long cock right down the back of my throat. Very tasty indeed. Nice bit of rimming on him and he decided he wanted me on my back in the missionary position so he could fuck my arse with a couple of sex toys. He pushed in a smallish dildo, then came a bigger one and it wasn’t long before he was up there. Fucked me until he shot a massive load. We were only 20 minutes into an hours appointment. It always worries me a little when they get carried away, I want them to have the full hour but on this occasion I didn’t need to worry. “Get down there you cocksucking bitch” he said in a very strong masculine tone. Yep, he wanted his cock sucked whilst he played with my arse, telling what a dirty fucking cunt I was. “Suck it harder you bitch”, “Gonna fuckin’ dump a second load all over your fucking face”. After about 20 minutes of deep throat and trucker cock worship, he pulled his cock out of my mouth and dumped it all over my goatee beard, he then used the head of his cock and his fingers to push the cum into my mouth and asked me to let it dribble down again, he then used his cock to push it back in. Finished off by tonguing his cock and licking all the wet spunk off it until it was nice and clean.
I think I was thoroughly filthy. I know he seems to think I was. I’ve already had a text off him this morning saying he’s left me feedback and a “field report”, I am dying to see it
Monday 29 April 2013
Deja Vu
26th August 2011
Last night, I received a phonecall, early evening, asking if I was prepared to travel to the Northumberland market town of Alnwick. It’s about 25 miles away but from where I live it’s just one straight road, so yes I was quite happy to have a drive up. Once that was established, he asked if I was prepared to make it a 2 hour appointment. Two hours is fine with me
I arrived there, about 5 minutes early, parked up and fiddled about tidying my car up a little to waste some time. I recognised the village, hmmm, I’ve been here before. I am always apprehensive when I have been somewhere before and they’ve not realised it was me they’d booked again, if he didn’t like me the first time around, it makes it awkward a second time if he’s booked me without realising. It wasn’t recent visit and I couldn’t work out for the life of me when I had been here before, but I knew I had.
I noticed the curtains pull apart from an upstairs window, he’d obviously realised that I had discreetly parked up, so I left the car and wandered down the road. I arrived and was greeted at the door by a nice looking late 50's guy. “Come on in Steve”, he said. I thought Hmmmm, I don’t recognise you. We sat down in his very plush living room, full of gorgeous antiques, tastefully decorated with his real log burning stove fired away and he poured me a glass of Sancerre. Hmm this was nice. He told me he’d lived here for 2 years and his wife was away in Edinburgh seeing to her mother who had taken a fall. This was an ideal opportunity to organise an illicit liaison. I told him he lived in a lovely village and had a beautiful home and they he proceeded to tell me about how they obtained the property. The previous owners, pub landlords, had bought a bar in Spain and moved abroad and needed a quick sale, so sold it at auction. Ahhhhhhh, that’s how I knew the house. A female friend of mine designs curtains and about 5 years ago she needed a hand at a property just outside Alnwick. It had particularly high ceilings and massive windows, she couldn’t manage on her own and so I went along for the ride to help out and she bought me dinner that night on the way home as a thank you. Yes, I had been inside this house in 2006 when it was the previous occupants. Phew……….
We proceeded upstairs and he took me into one of the spare rooms. He’d arranged a selection of massive bathsheets over the bedding and it wasn’t long until his pants were off and his cock was up. An hour of “illicit” fun, with me fucked once, him fucked twice, lots of oral, a double ender up both of our arses and it was back to chit chat. He was very proud of his home and asked me if I would like to see the rest. It was lovely but it wasn’t until he showed me the master suite that I recognise those curtains I helped hang. Yes, they’d kept the bedroom curtains. Deja Vu. Here I was stood looking at curtains I had hung with my own fair hands in March or April 2006 and just over 5 years later I am back servicing the owner.
It’s odd how things from the past have a habit of catching up with you LOL. Tonight I have another trucker booked in, another hot appointment to post about tomorrow. From country house to truck stop, a working boy does get about a bit.
Last night, I received a phonecall, early evening, asking if I was prepared to travel to the Northumberland market town of Alnwick. It’s about 25 miles away but from where I live it’s just one straight road, so yes I was quite happy to have a drive up. Once that was established, he asked if I was prepared to make it a 2 hour appointment. Two hours is fine with me
I arrived there, about 5 minutes early, parked up and fiddled about tidying my car up a little to waste some time. I recognised the village, hmmm, I’ve been here before. I am always apprehensive when I have been somewhere before and they’ve not realised it was me they’d booked again, if he didn’t like me the first time around, it makes it awkward a second time if he’s booked me without realising. It wasn’t recent visit and I couldn’t work out for the life of me when I had been here before, but I knew I had.
I noticed the curtains pull apart from an upstairs window, he’d obviously realised that I had discreetly parked up, so I left the car and wandered down the road. I arrived and was greeted at the door by a nice looking late 50's guy. “Come on in Steve”, he said. I thought Hmmmm, I don’t recognise you. We sat down in his very plush living room, full of gorgeous antiques, tastefully decorated with his real log burning stove fired away and he poured me a glass of Sancerre. Hmm this was nice. He told me he’d lived here for 2 years and his wife was away in Edinburgh seeing to her mother who had taken a fall. This was an ideal opportunity to organise an illicit liaison. I told him he lived in a lovely village and had a beautiful home and they he proceeded to tell me about how they obtained the property. The previous owners, pub landlords, had bought a bar in Spain and moved abroad and needed a quick sale, so sold it at auction. Ahhhhhhh, that’s how I knew the house. A female friend of mine designs curtains and about 5 years ago she needed a hand at a property just outside Alnwick. It had particularly high ceilings and massive windows, she couldn’t manage on her own and so I went along for the ride to help out and she bought me dinner that night on the way home as a thank you. Yes, I had been inside this house in 2006 when it was the previous occupants. Phew……….
We proceeded upstairs and he took me into one of the spare rooms. He’d arranged a selection of massive bathsheets over the bedding and it wasn’t long until his pants were off and his cock was up. An hour of “illicit” fun, with me fucked once, him fucked twice, lots of oral, a double ender up both of our arses and it was back to chit chat. He was very proud of his home and asked me if I would like to see the rest. It was lovely but it wasn’t until he showed me the master suite that I recognise those curtains I helped hang. Yes, they’d kept the bedroom curtains. Deja Vu. Here I was stood looking at curtains I had hung with my own fair hands in March or April 2006 and just over 5 years later I am back servicing the owner.
It’s odd how things from the past have a habit of catching up with you LOL. Tonight I have another trucker booked in, another hot appointment to post about tomorrow. From country house to truck stop, a working boy does get about a bit.
Your Loss
23rd August 2011
You know……… I put with a lot in this work
I received a bizarre email from a guy this morning telling me that he had an escort friend who was looking for clients. When I first read it I thought it meant could I pass clients onto him (which I would never do) so I read it again.
It was for me to book his friend !!!!
I was rather taken aback and obviously said no. How strange to get a friend asking people if they’d like to be his friends client. I’ve never heard of such a thing. Anyway, as I said, I replied with no and that I was an escort. His reply – Your Loss !!!
My loss, I am a bloody escort, I am the one who advertises for clients not the other way around. If I wanted to book an escort I know exactly how to find one, I don’t need to receive unsolicited emails from guys offering the services of a friend.
This whole industry is built around discretion. I would never dream of emailing/texting or calling a guy and offering my services and I would never ask anyone to do it on my behalf.
Gobsmacked
You know……… I put with a lot in this work
I received a bizarre email from a guy this morning telling me that he had an escort friend who was looking for clients. When I first read it I thought it meant could I pass clients onto him (which I would never do) so I read it again.
It was for me to book his friend !!!!
I was rather taken aback and obviously said no. How strange to get a friend asking people if they’d like to be his friends client. I’ve never heard of such a thing. Anyway, as I said, I replied with no and that I was an escort. His reply – Your Loss !!!
My loss, I am a bloody escort, I am the one who advertises for clients not the other way around. If I wanted to book an escort I know exactly how to find one, I don’t need to receive unsolicited emails from guys offering the services of a friend.
This whole industry is built around discretion. I would never dream of emailing/texting or calling a guy and offering my services and I would never ask anyone to do it on my behalf.
Gobsmacked
Football Weekend
22nd August 2011
Yes, I’ve had another horny weekend with some lovely blokes.
Quieter than usual (it’s the school holidays), I still managed to fit in a couple of horny men.
First was on Saturday morning, when a headmaster type made a short 30 minute appointment, he wanted to know if I would be prepared to take the strap of his belt when he arrived and if he could fuck me. Yes I am good with both as long as the strap isn’t hard and doesn’t leave marks. It was a gym shower scene after Sunday morning football, where he would come in and fuck me in the showers, he was to come in and find me fucking myself with a dildo under the hot steamy shower, thinking about all the other footballers on the field and he would take out the dildo and push his own cock in my open hole. It was quite an exciting role play. I am not usually keen on role play but I like it when it’s a bit more imaginative. I was to get a good fucking in the shower, the strap and then be made to suck his cock and take every drop of his spunk in my mouth as a punishment.
Saturday, late afternoon, brought in a different type of client, again with a football theme, a very masculine mid 30's type obsessed with having a bloke suck his cock. Dressed in his football top after the local derby match, he arrived, nervous as fuck. I obliged by giving him deep throat on his impressive fat 7" cock but once he got over the initial shock of what he was doing (he was a gay virgin and on this occasion I actually believed it) he relaxed and decided that he might as well have a piece of my ass. He’d been married 10 years and his wife was never too keen on sucking it and he’d never had anal sex. He loved both, well I think he did judging my the massive fuck load of spunk he shot whilst fucking my arse. My arse was very happy on Saturday afternoon. It’s always nice when a very masculine fit married bloke gives you a good seeing to.
After a couple of odd requests on Saturday evening, one being a very drunk stag trip who couldn’t get a female escort and asked me to sort them one……. eh ???? and the other being a guy who wanted to visit me at 4am. Errm no. If I don’t know you there’s no chance after 10pm. I decided to meet up with a friend for a well deserved glass of wine.
I started and ended Sunday with a quickie. Nice late 50's bloke I have seen before. Passing through, on his way to Edinburgh. He lives somewhere obscure like Boston and pops in quite often to see me on his way to visit his elderly father. They recommend you stop off and have regular breaks LOL, I wonder if I should get a motorway sign put up on the A1 !!
Horny Men
20th August 2011
What makes a man horny ?
Being an escort I am permanently horny but there are certain types I am more attracted to than others. On Thursday, a rather stocky late 50′s guy came to visit me for the first time and when he took his shirt off I got an immediate erection. He was very hairy. Very hairy does it for me. Thick dark chest hair that never ends and continues all the way down the legs, the arms and back is a real turn on. I suppose I am attracted to a very masculine type man, the alpha male type that would look after you and provide. Workmen get me stirring too. There’s nothing hotter than a bloke in overalls.
A female friend of mine comes to visit now and again for a weekend, she knows I work and so she’s quite happy to potter about whilst I am entertaining, she used to do the work herself a few years ago. We always have a walk down to my little pub. I have a pub nearby, a little village type pub and there’s a workie type that gets in there. We both fancy the pants off him. He’s stocky, hairy, he has the gift of the gab, he a talk to anyone type. We position ourselves in the pub so we can glance at him whilst not being too obvious that we fancy him.
I find men with beards incredibly horny. They’re the type I would purposefully follow about in the supermarket LOL. The hairy face says “Masculine” to me. I find stocky men more attractive to lanky tall men, I find bald to be hornier than men with hair and if you’re stocky, bald with a beard then I’m going to rape you the first chance I get.
But…………………………. there’s the geeky type, I quite fancy them too, their super intelligence really knocks me for six. Their shyness is an attractive feature. I’ve never found them to be shy in the bedroom, I’ve had many a fuck off a horny geeky type. They all seem to have big cocks too, which is always a plus point when they’re top and want a nice arse to fuck.
I suppose all men are horny in their own way. Some men I find more horny than others, some guys fit into my little horny box and then the minute they open their mouths you think “what a fucking prat”. You chase them for months and then they talk to you and you take an immediate dislike to them. It really shatters the illusion you had of them.
Being an escort, I try to be that horny man, no matter who walks through the door. I try and make sure they get what they want from me and get the hornyness they desire. When they fit into my little horny box then it’s a nice little bonus for me too.
What makes a man horny ?
Being an escort I am permanently horny but there are certain types I am more attracted to than others. On Thursday, a rather stocky late 50′s guy came to visit me for the first time and when he took his shirt off I got an immediate erection. He was very hairy. Very hairy does it for me. Thick dark chest hair that never ends and continues all the way down the legs, the arms and back is a real turn on. I suppose I am attracted to a very masculine type man, the alpha male type that would look after you and provide. Workmen get me stirring too. There’s nothing hotter than a bloke in overalls.
A female friend of mine comes to visit now and again for a weekend, she knows I work and so she’s quite happy to potter about whilst I am entertaining, she used to do the work herself a few years ago. We always have a walk down to my little pub. I have a pub nearby, a little village type pub and there’s a workie type that gets in there. We both fancy the pants off him. He’s stocky, hairy, he has the gift of the gab, he a talk to anyone type. We position ourselves in the pub so we can glance at him whilst not being too obvious that we fancy him.
I find men with beards incredibly horny. They’re the type I would purposefully follow about in the supermarket LOL. The hairy face says “Masculine” to me. I find stocky men more attractive to lanky tall men, I find bald to be hornier than men with hair and if you’re stocky, bald with a beard then I’m going to rape you the first chance I get.
But…………………………. there’s the geeky type, I quite fancy them too, their super intelligence really knocks me for six. Their shyness is an attractive feature. I’ve never found them to be shy in the bedroom, I’ve had many a fuck off a horny geeky type. They all seem to have big cocks too, which is always a plus point when they’re top and want a nice arse to fuck.
I suppose all men are horny in their own way. Some men I find more horny than others, some guys fit into my little horny box and then the minute they open their mouths you think “what a fucking prat”. You chase them for months and then they talk to you and you take an immediate dislike to them. It really shatters the illusion you had of them.
Being an escort, I try to be that horny man, no matter who walks through the door. I try and make sure they get what they want from me and get the hornyness they desire. When they fit into my little horny box then it’s a nice little bonus for me too.
Withheld Numbers
19th August 2011
I can understand the need for privacy, it may be the first ever time you have called an escort and it’s been at the back of your mind “Blimey, what if they keep my number and start calling me back on it”.
If you genuinely want to book an escort you’re likely to get a frosty reception if you call from a withheld number. Most escorts don’t even answer withheld calls. Those that do will usually give you one word answers, very few escorts will give you their address on a withheld call.
Yesterday I received a call from a gentleman who sounded nice, he had a well rounded voice, well spoken, businessman type. He wanted an incall on Friday and wanted “details”. I had already noticed that the call was withheld before I answered it. He asked which part of Gosforth I lived in. I wasn’t prepared to give out the location and gave him a vague landmark, I said I would give him more information if he called me from a number that wasn’t withheld or gave me a number to call him back on. I was greeted with “Sod you then, your loss”. Actually it’s not my loss at all. I’d rather not be in a vulnerable position, giving my address out to someone who has something to hide. Sadly he couldn’t see that and I’d rather not see someone who has the attitude of “Sod you then”, the appointment wasn’t going to be great in the first place if he carries on like that and won’t compromise.
I’ve had the odd guy call me from a withheld number and explain their circumstances, one guy was using an office line which was blocked but gave me his work mobile to call him back on, one of my regular clients I see once a fortnight calls me from a withheld number too at work but I know who he is, he’s been here over a dozen times. At the end of the day, put yourself in our shoes. Would you accept calls from anonymous numbers, I don’t think many of you would. Would you travel 30 miles to see someone who blocked their number in the first place……. no I don’t think you’d bother. If you’re on a withheld and only ever hear our voicemail, take the hint and unblock it or leave a message with your number for us to call back on. You’ll get a much better response.
I can understand the need for privacy, it may be the first ever time you have called an escort and it’s been at the back of your mind “Blimey, what if they keep my number and start calling me back on it”.
If you genuinely want to book an escort you’re likely to get a frosty reception if you call from a withheld number. Most escorts don’t even answer withheld calls. Those that do will usually give you one word answers, very few escorts will give you their address on a withheld call.
Yesterday I received a call from a gentleman who sounded nice, he had a well rounded voice, well spoken, businessman type. He wanted an incall on Friday and wanted “details”. I had already noticed that the call was withheld before I answered it. He asked which part of Gosforth I lived in. I wasn’t prepared to give out the location and gave him a vague landmark, I said I would give him more information if he called me from a number that wasn’t withheld or gave me a number to call him back on. I was greeted with “Sod you then, your loss”. Actually it’s not my loss at all. I’d rather not be in a vulnerable position, giving my address out to someone who has something to hide. Sadly he couldn’t see that and I’d rather not see someone who has the attitude of “Sod you then”, the appointment wasn’t going to be great in the first place if he carries on like that and won’t compromise.
I’ve had the odd guy call me from a withheld number and explain their circumstances, one guy was using an office line which was blocked but gave me his work mobile to call him back on, one of my regular clients I see once a fortnight calls me from a withheld number too at work but I know who he is, he’s been here over a dozen times. At the end of the day, put yourself in our shoes. Would you accept calls from anonymous numbers, I don’t think many of you would. Would you travel 30 miles to see someone who blocked their number in the first place……. no I don’t think you’d bother. If you’re on a withheld and only ever hear our voicemail, take the hint and unblock it or leave a message with your number for us to call back on. You’ll get a much better response.
Glass of Champers
18th August 2011
Champers alright for you Pats, as Edina Monsoon would say to Patsy Stone
Patsy Stone, 39, International Model and Style Guru. Hmmm I’m more Steve, 37, International Hooker and Styled by Next
I am sitting here in my study with a glass of champagne, wearing a George From Asda navy blue t-shirt, Firetrap jeans, Hugo Boss lycra undies and Hugo Boss socks. It is possible to look chic and tasteful when co-ordinating a supermarket t-shirt with a £100 pair of designer denims. I am sipping champagne and waiting for my taxi to collect me at 8.10pm. I am meeting a client in town tonight for dinner date. Yep, I am going to have potato skins, followed by 4 cheese pizza with home made fries on the side, with a nice crisp bottle of chenin blanc. He’s in town for 1 night only and is taking me to my favourite pizza establishment that we visit almost every time he’s here. I have my small manbag packed with some lube, plenty of condoms, a small toy, baby wipes and a nappy sack to scoop all of the wrappers up with later on.
I am wearing Fahrenheit. A gift from this particular client at Christmas. It’s a very 90′s scent but I love it and he obviously does too and so I always ensure I wear it when we meet. I know the drill for tonight before it even kicks off. We will meet for a drink, I will probably have an Erdinger beer, he will have one of those funny named speciality ales. He will tell me about how his month has been since he was last in Newcastle. I may get to see a few pictures of his holiday on his phone, we will have the pizza and retire back to his hotel at about 11pm. 2 hours of very horny sex will commence, he will order wine from the room service bar half way through, when he will check in at home and have Sky News playing on the TV to make it sound like he’s catching the headlines before retiring for the night. He will give me a good seeing to for the last 30 minutes and insist I spunk all over his ape of a hairy chest before telling me what a slut I am and ask me to pick up my fee on the way out of the door, which will be in an hotel embossed envelope in crisp brand new notes, straight from the cash machine, earlier in the day.
I will leave the hotel at around 1am, I will get a text at 1.20 making sure my cab dropped me home ok and he will tell me the date of our next liaison. I will be told how amazing it was again and how good he feels before his meeting tomorrow.
I love this client, I love knowing the drill, I love being taken out for dinner and then bounced around the hotel room for a couple of hours and he loves the fact that I am just a normal bloke who doesn’t appear gay, doesn’t scream or mince, can have an intelligent conversation and is very discreet and quiet when his phone rings.
So I think I will top up my glass of champagne and look forward to my lovely evening out.
Champers alright for you Pats, as Edina Monsoon would say to Patsy Stone
Patsy Stone, 39, International Model and Style Guru. Hmmm I’m more Steve, 37, International Hooker and Styled by Next
I am sitting here in my study with a glass of champagne, wearing a George From Asda navy blue t-shirt, Firetrap jeans, Hugo Boss lycra undies and Hugo Boss socks. It is possible to look chic and tasteful when co-ordinating a supermarket t-shirt with a £100 pair of designer denims. I am sipping champagne and waiting for my taxi to collect me at 8.10pm. I am meeting a client in town tonight for dinner date. Yep, I am going to have potato skins, followed by 4 cheese pizza with home made fries on the side, with a nice crisp bottle of chenin blanc. He’s in town for 1 night only and is taking me to my favourite pizza establishment that we visit almost every time he’s here. I have my small manbag packed with some lube, plenty of condoms, a small toy, baby wipes and a nappy sack to scoop all of the wrappers up with later on.
I am wearing Fahrenheit. A gift from this particular client at Christmas. It’s a very 90′s scent but I love it and he obviously does too and so I always ensure I wear it when we meet. I know the drill for tonight before it even kicks off. We will meet for a drink, I will probably have an Erdinger beer, he will have one of those funny named speciality ales. He will tell me about how his month has been since he was last in Newcastle. I may get to see a few pictures of his holiday on his phone, we will have the pizza and retire back to his hotel at about 11pm. 2 hours of very horny sex will commence, he will order wine from the room service bar half way through, when he will check in at home and have Sky News playing on the TV to make it sound like he’s catching the headlines before retiring for the night. He will give me a good seeing to for the last 30 minutes and insist I spunk all over his ape of a hairy chest before telling me what a slut I am and ask me to pick up my fee on the way out of the door, which will be in an hotel embossed envelope in crisp brand new notes, straight from the cash machine, earlier in the day.
I will leave the hotel at around 1am, I will get a text at 1.20 making sure my cab dropped me home ok and he will tell me the date of our next liaison. I will be told how amazing it was again and how good he feels before his meeting tomorrow.
I love this client, I love knowing the drill, I love being taken out for dinner and then bounced around the hotel room for a couple of hours and he loves the fact that I am just a normal bloke who doesn’t appear gay, doesn’t scream or mince, can have an intelligent conversation and is very discreet and quiet when his phone rings.
So I think I will top up my glass of champagne and look forward to my lovely evening out.
It's Ok..... We don't know each other
18th August 2011
I popped into Natwest a few days ago to put some money in the bank. There was a guy in front of me wearing sports pants and a jacket, they looked vaguely familiar but I wasn’t paying that much attention to be perfectly honest. Then suddenly, he turned around, the colour drained from his face and he turned pale. It was a client who I had seen about 3 months ago. I would never have recognised him, had it not been for the shocked look on his face. It was then that I recognised the clothes, they were exactly the same items he wore when visiting me.
I am allowed to venture outside of my property, I am allowed to pop into a pub, I am allowed to have lunch and if I happen to bump into you 3 months down the line I am going to just walk on by.
If a client bumps into me in a public place and speaks, I will speak back but I am never going to identify him. If I am with a friend at the time I am never going to say “Look that was the guy who visited me at 5pm yesterday” so I didn’t understand why the guy in Natwest was so shocked at bumping into me. It was like seeing a ghost from his past. I was quite taken aback.
Similarly, I get a lot of guys asking me to reassure them that I won’t call their phone number again. Hmmmmm, why would I call them in the first place. My phone is there to call me on. If I miss the call, if a voicemail is left or the call goes dead then yes I will call the number back but I wouldn’t ever think to call a client for a chit chat. The principle of using an escort is that we offer an intimate service with no strings or ties. I am only interested in collecting the telephone numbers of timewasters.
On odd occasions a client will come to my home, walk into the hallway and say “I know people around here”. Yep so do I, it’s funny that. I have more to lose by the neighbours recognising my activity than the client does by visiting. During the course of a year there are other men who knock at my door for all sorts of reasons. One gentleman who mentioned that he “Knew people around here” was actually a plumber. “Ok”, I said, “What do you do for a living”. “I am a plumber” he replied. “Ok, well if someone 4 months down the line says, I seen you going into that Steve’s house at 3pm, you can tell him that you came to fix the toilet”. Just because he knows why he’s there, doesn’t mean everyone else will and at 3pm in the afternoon on a housing estate where everyone is mortgaged up to the eyeballs, it’s safe to assume that people will be at work. When I pop out on an outcall it may be to an area where a friend or acquaintance lives, but I never think, oh blimey I’d better not knock here, Sandra might drive past and see me knocking and presume that a client lives at this property.
It’s interesting to see what goes on in people’s minds. The guy in Natwest recognised me, was shocked, but brought the attention onto himself, I would never have recognised him otherwise. I don’t pay that close attention to people when I am out and about doing my day to day chores. The plumber who visited me knew someone in the locality but how would they suddenly assume he came to get his cock sucked.
Finally…………. the line I love most of all (especially on incalls), “Steve, you are discreet I hope”. Hmmmmmm, right, look at it this way. You’re coming to my home, in my street, in my town…… I think it’s me that needs reassuring about discretion. Once I have given out the address I expect total discretion, there isn’t a neon sign in my window with “Open” flashing on and off and I don’t stand at the front door chatting to the neighbours saying “Here’s my 4pm, isn’t he gorge”. Of course I’m discreet !!!!
I popped into Natwest a few days ago to put some money in the bank. There was a guy in front of me wearing sports pants and a jacket, they looked vaguely familiar but I wasn’t paying that much attention to be perfectly honest. Then suddenly, he turned around, the colour drained from his face and he turned pale. It was a client who I had seen about 3 months ago. I would never have recognised him, had it not been for the shocked look on his face. It was then that I recognised the clothes, they were exactly the same items he wore when visiting me.
I am allowed to venture outside of my property, I am allowed to pop into a pub, I am allowed to have lunch and if I happen to bump into you 3 months down the line I am going to just walk on by.
If a client bumps into me in a public place and speaks, I will speak back but I am never going to identify him. If I am with a friend at the time I am never going to say “Look that was the guy who visited me at 5pm yesterday” so I didn’t understand why the guy in Natwest was so shocked at bumping into me. It was like seeing a ghost from his past. I was quite taken aback.
Similarly, I get a lot of guys asking me to reassure them that I won’t call their phone number again. Hmmmmm, why would I call them in the first place. My phone is there to call me on. If I miss the call, if a voicemail is left or the call goes dead then yes I will call the number back but I wouldn’t ever think to call a client for a chit chat. The principle of using an escort is that we offer an intimate service with no strings or ties. I am only interested in collecting the telephone numbers of timewasters.
On odd occasions a client will come to my home, walk into the hallway and say “I know people around here”. Yep so do I, it’s funny that. I have more to lose by the neighbours recognising my activity than the client does by visiting. During the course of a year there are other men who knock at my door for all sorts of reasons. One gentleman who mentioned that he “Knew people around here” was actually a plumber. “Ok”, I said, “What do you do for a living”. “I am a plumber” he replied. “Ok, well if someone 4 months down the line says, I seen you going into that Steve’s house at 3pm, you can tell him that you came to fix the toilet”. Just because he knows why he’s there, doesn’t mean everyone else will and at 3pm in the afternoon on a housing estate where everyone is mortgaged up to the eyeballs, it’s safe to assume that people will be at work. When I pop out on an outcall it may be to an area where a friend or acquaintance lives, but I never think, oh blimey I’d better not knock here, Sandra might drive past and see me knocking and presume that a client lives at this property.
It’s interesting to see what goes on in people’s minds. The guy in Natwest recognised me, was shocked, but brought the attention onto himself, I would never have recognised him otherwise. I don’t pay that close attention to people when I am out and about doing my day to day chores. The plumber who visited me knew someone in the locality but how would they suddenly assume he came to get his cock sucked.
Finally…………. the line I love most of all (especially on incalls), “Steve, you are discreet I hope”. Hmmmmmm, right, look at it this way. You’re coming to my home, in my street, in my town…… I think it’s me that needs reassuring about discretion. Once I have given out the address I expect total discretion, there isn’t a neon sign in my window with “Open” flashing on and off and I don’t stand at the front door chatting to the neighbours saying “Here’s my 4pm, isn’t he gorge”. Of course I’m discreet !!!!
Permanently Horny
17th August 2011
I was asked by a client yesterday “How can you be permanently horny”
It’s a silly question really, I love cock and I can’t get enough of it, especially with horny men.
One of the guys I seen yesterday was new to the gay experience. His last encounter was 30 years ago and it’s been on his mind ever since. I think he enjoyed the appointment, he did get the most amazing blow job off me, got fucked, fucked me and ended the appointment by him shooting his thick load in my mouth. He was completely drained at the end. I don’t think he’ll wait another 30 years before shagging my arse again LOL. I fucked him for about 15 minutes of the appointment and he was amazed that I could keep my cock hard and keep fucking him for so long without cumming. I am a pro (literally) and if you want fucked I can fuck you for as long as you want.
He really enjoyed my arse, he let out such a big sigh when he pushed his thick dick inside, he made that “aaah” noise and then fucked me stupid, making me scream as his cock banged against my prostrate. Oh what a good fuck he was. Men like that can come back anytime
I was asked by a client yesterday “How can you be permanently horny”
It’s a silly question really, I love cock and I can’t get enough of it, especially with horny men.
One of the guys I seen yesterday was new to the gay experience. His last encounter was 30 years ago and it’s been on his mind ever since. I think he enjoyed the appointment, he did get the most amazing blow job off me, got fucked, fucked me and ended the appointment by him shooting his thick load in my mouth. He was completely drained at the end. I don’t think he’ll wait another 30 years before shagging my arse again LOL. I fucked him for about 15 minutes of the appointment and he was amazed that I could keep my cock hard and keep fucking him for so long without cumming. I am a pro (literally) and if you want fucked I can fuck you for as long as you want.
He really enjoyed my arse, he let out such a big sigh when he pushed his thick dick inside, he made that “aaah” noise and then fucked me stupid, making me scream as his cock banged against my prostrate. Oh what a good fuck he was. Men like that can come back anytime
Early Start
16th August 2011
I’ve been up since 6.30am.
Just got into bed last night and decided to watch Bad Girls, it’s just started from scratch on CBS Drama. Text ….. “Hi Steve any chance of early morning, setting off for Leeds for a work meeting and wondered if I could see you on the way there”. It was one of my regulars who lives in Northumberland and was “passing” so to speak.
7.10am he arrived, a few minutes later than we’d arranged but that didn’t matter, it gave me an extra 10 minutes to get myself composed. I am not often awake that early. I stopped doing early mornings when I packed in my job at the Council, 12 years ago. He arrived in a cab, a cab booked by his office to take him to Central Station but which he got to terminate here instead. He’s often early morning, it’s a good excuse for him and I drop him at Regent Centre metro station after the appointment so he can finish off his journey to the station.
He’s a nice bloke, very amenable, easy going. He’s the perfect gentleman when he walks through, very much your mid 40′s executive type, sharp suit, nice cuff links, clean shaven, nice teeth and well spoken. However………. once the suit is off he’s like an animal. Do this, suck my balls, legs up here, suck it bitch, take that cock… all words he likes to use whilst on the job. Then as soon as he’s cum, it’s chit chat about work and back to his executive bloke persona.
Today’s tumble on the bed was no exception. He smelt gorgeous, really masculine and his cock and arse were ultra clean. I started with little bit of oral then moved on to some deep rimming. He has a lovely hairy hole, perfect for getting lost in on a summers day. It wasn’t long before it was my turn on the bed, he licked out my hole and rubbed his cock end on my arse crack, telling me how many days worth of spunk he had ready to explode. His cock is about 7 inches, maybe a little bigger, it’s thinnish at the top and gets fatter as you work down to the balls, ideal for fucking because you get the easy bit in first. His cock started the enter my hole and it wasn’t long before he pulled it out and stuffed it in my mouth. He doesn’t like me to swallow, he likes to see it running down my chin as he’s still dumping more cum in my mouth.
After the act was over, he got himself smartened back up, borrowed a bit of hair gel and it was off to Leeds. “I feel like it’s going to be a successful meeting today and after that morning session I am raring to go and I will get what I want from it”.
Early morning shags do give you confidence !!
I’ve been up since 6.30am.
Just got into bed last night and decided to watch Bad Girls, it’s just started from scratch on CBS Drama. Text ….. “Hi Steve any chance of early morning, setting off for Leeds for a work meeting and wondered if I could see you on the way there”. It was one of my regulars who lives in Northumberland and was “passing” so to speak.
7.10am he arrived, a few minutes later than we’d arranged but that didn’t matter, it gave me an extra 10 minutes to get myself composed. I am not often awake that early. I stopped doing early mornings when I packed in my job at the Council, 12 years ago. He arrived in a cab, a cab booked by his office to take him to Central Station but which he got to terminate here instead. He’s often early morning, it’s a good excuse for him and I drop him at Regent Centre metro station after the appointment so he can finish off his journey to the station.
He’s a nice bloke, very amenable, easy going. He’s the perfect gentleman when he walks through, very much your mid 40′s executive type, sharp suit, nice cuff links, clean shaven, nice teeth and well spoken. However………. once the suit is off he’s like an animal. Do this, suck my balls, legs up here, suck it bitch, take that cock… all words he likes to use whilst on the job. Then as soon as he’s cum, it’s chit chat about work and back to his executive bloke persona.
Today’s tumble on the bed was no exception. He smelt gorgeous, really masculine and his cock and arse were ultra clean. I started with little bit of oral then moved on to some deep rimming. He has a lovely hairy hole, perfect for getting lost in on a summers day. It wasn’t long before it was my turn on the bed, he licked out my hole and rubbed his cock end on my arse crack, telling me how many days worth of spunk he had ready to explode. His cock is about 7 inches, maybe a little bigger, it’s thinnish at the top and gets fatter as you work down to the balls, ideal for fucking because you get the easy bit in first. His cock started the enter my hole and it wasn’t long before he pulled it out and stuffed it in my mouth. He doesn’t like me to swallow, he likes to see it running down my chin as he’s still dumping more cum in my mouth.
After the act was over, he got himself smartened back up, borrowed a bit of hair gel and it was off to Leeds. “I feel like it’s going to be a successful meeting today and after that morning session I am raring to go and I will get what I want from it”.
Early morning shags do give you confidence !!
Bored and In Need of a Bloke
15th August 2011
I’ve had one of those quiet days. I woke up with a raging hard on too after my trucker last night. I thought….surely by 1pm someone will have phoned and yes I’ve taken some enquiries for later this week, an appointment for Tuesday, one for Friday but nothing for today.
I’ve had a few silly ones on the phone today too. One wanting to watch me with a female escort ???? and could I arrange that for him – Hmmmm, no I am gay LOL and another one asking if I was in Gosforth (which I said yes I am) and then said Oh that’s too far for him. Why phone and ask something he already knew. Oh and one asking if I did sex chat and when I said no he said he’d gladly pay me in the bank for my time hahahaha. I’m an escort not a mug, I think we all know I would never ever see the money.
I might crack open a glass of wine and sit down and catch up with a bit of TV. I have Get Carter recorded from last week, it was on ITV4 and I love that movie, it must be 20 years since I last seen it.
Another Day Another Trucker
15th August 2011
Another day, another truck stop, this time just off the A69 on the Newcastle to Hexham road. I seem to get a fair few truckers who fancy a piece of ass once they've retired for the night. The guy on Sunday night fell into my usual clientele box, 40-60 stocky, hairy, horny, married and looking for some ass. He's from East Anglia and was travelling down from the west coast of Scotland. He gave me the name of his truck and registration and I met up with him a little after 8.30pm, just as it was starting to close in for the night.
I phoned him when parked nearby and walked down to the truck, the cab door was open and I stepped up and was greeted by a lovely stocky man, goatee beard, quite hairy and obviously very horny. Sorted out the financial bit and then it was off with my pants. This guy knew exactly what he wanted. He dropped his pants and out popped a nice fat 6” cock, he wanted me on top sitting on his nice chunky knob and to kiss whilst it throbbed up my arsehole. There wasn't much pumping of my hole, he just wanted it inside whilst we snogged, with the occasional ride to keep it nice and hard. He then asked me could if he could lick out my wet hole, he'd just been riding. Hey, that's not a problem.
After a nice bit of foreplay on my arse, he shoved his lovely fat cock in my mouth, telling me what a dirty fuckslut I was, sucking mens cocks in layby's, it was then time to get back up my arse whilst the verbal chat intensified and he told me how he was going to get 4 or 5 of his trucker mates to bend me over a park bench and dump their loads up my arse one after the other. As he was describing the event, he himself shot a massive load of cum, pulling my cheeks apart to get deeper up my hole as his cock pulsated spunk out. He pulled out and finished with me wanking my cock into his mouth, he took all the spunk in his mouth and swallowed the lot.
Had a little bit of chit chat afterwards whilst getting sorted out, he told me he used to park in “known” gay layby's but he got sick of the activity in the early hours. “I didn't mind fucking a guy, say 9pm but as late as 4am you'd still have blokes turning up in cars wanting sex with a trucker and at that time of night you just need to rest when you've got a 200 mile trip back home”. He'd stopped pulling into known layby's and now see's either an escort or pre-arranged meet with a guy in advance. I'd never realised trucking layby's were so popular LOL.
Anyway, I'd better get myself organised incase someone else needs to explore the wonders of my arse for themselves. I could do with a good fucking this morning.
Nice Fuck Hole Mate
12th August 2011
I love feedback for my website, it's good for a bit of self promotion and it's good to see that I've done a good job.
I've just had a nice manual type worker over, works for one of the utility services, hiviz jacket, heavy work boots. Came in and took his work boots off in the lobby. Just finished an emergency call out and “Didn't score last night when out with my mates, so I am horny as fuck”. I had a hard on just seeing the work overalls and that was before he came into the bedroom, so that was two of us horny as fuck.
Got his kit off and woof, lovely hairy chest, arms and legs. I knew where this was going. “I was thinking of arse all fucking morning, my mates were trying to cop off with a couple of lasses and I like a bit of that myself but I woke up. this morning wanting a tight arse to fuck”. It wasn't long before he was in there and boy could this bloke fuck. First ride lasted about 5 minutes before he exploded with a massive fuck load of spunk and then it was straight back up my wet arse for a second round. I looked at the alarm clock as he started fucking me again, it was 2.10pm, I got the last hard stroke, right to the hilt at exactly 2.33pm. He went a couple of minutes over time, but who cares when you've got a fat 8 inch cock up your arse.
He got himself cleaned up and got on his way. He's popping home for a shower and then a few drinks in town. 10 minutes later I got a text. “Cheers for that, nice fuck hole mate, proper drained, balls empty but i'll come back again sometime with 5 days worth of spunk to shoot and fuck you stupid again”
Please do.........and soon
I love feedback for my website, it's good for a bit of self promotion and it's good to see that I've done a good job.
I've just had a nice manual type worker over, works for one of the utility services, hiviz jacket, heavy work boots. Came in and took his work boots off in the lobby. Just finished an emergency call out and “Didn't score last night when out with my mates, so I am horny as fuck”. I had a hard on just seeing the work overalls and that was before he came into the bedroom, so that was two of us horny as fuck.
Got his kit off and woof, lovely hairy chest, arms and legs. I knew where this was going. “I was thinking of arse all fucking morning, my mates were trying to cop off with a couple of lasses and I like a bit of that myself but I woke up. this morning wanting a tight arse to fuck”. It wasn't long before he was in there and boy could this bloke fuck. First ride lasted about 5 minutes before he exploded with a massive fuck load of spunk and then it was straight back up my wet arse for a second round. I looked at the alarm clock as he started fucking me again, it was 2.10pm, I got the last hard stroke, right to the hilt at exactly 2.33pm. He went a couple of minutes over time, but who cares when you've got a fat 8 inch cock up your arse.
He got himself cleaned up and got on his way. He's popping home for a shower and then a few drinks in town. 10 minutes later I got a text. “Cheers for that, nice fuck hole mate, proper drained, balls empty but i'll come back again sometime with 5 days worth of spunk to shoot and fuck you stupid again”
Please do.........and soon
Delivery Man's Just Knocked
11th August 2011
Not for a delivery for me, just a deposit.
Yes, my lovely little delivery man has just text me and knocked. He's been back down my street delivering mobile phones and the like. It's nice that he thinks of me each time he sees my postcode on his delivery schedule.
It's a bit like the milkman knocking for a bit of nookie in the 60's isn't it, but with a more 21st century feel about it.
He even turns up with his electronic device and a parcel (which is not for me LOL). Strangely, he leaves with the exact same parcel, so I never worked out why he uses it as a cover.
Anyway, he came in, pants down, cock sucked, cum in mouth, zipped up and fucked off back to work.
My sort of gentleman caller.
What Do You Do ?
10th August 2011
Hmm, what do I do ?
I am asked this all the time, what don't I do is probably easier. I try and work out what the client wants when he enquires and then I tailor my services around that.
Sucking – Yes I do this, I do this very well according to most of the guys that have booked an appointment and I am excellent at deep throat, guys can't believe how deep they can penetrate my mouth and throat. Years of practice !!! Everyone gags a little and if it's too deep I will adjust my position. For deep deep throat it's easier to be in a 69 position with the guy on top of me pushing his cock down because when lying down your throat is in a relaxed position and I always find it makes it easier.
Completion – Oh yes, this isn't a problem, infact if a guy is wanking himself off and about to cum I usually tell him to stuff it in my mouth. It's always amazed me how many escorts don't allow cum in mouth. I'll be perfectly honest, the taste of spunk does nowt for me but I can live with it for a few seconds before I discreetly deposit it into a small towel or tissue.
Swallow – I am not fond of swallowing but if it makes you happy I will, I have no objections to it. I will swalllow if your cock is at the back of my throat when cumming because it just goes down naturally anyway and you don't get any after taste. Once it's in my mouth though I lose the drive to swallow it and would rather deposit it on a tissue, if you prefer me to swallow then mention it before you cum.
Docking – Ever tried it ?? It's where I pull my foreskin so it covers the head of your cock and then wank both cocks with one hand in a rocking motion, it's can be very horny, I am surprised at how many guys haven't heard of it.
Fucking (Passive) – Oh I love being fucked, I love the sound a guy makes when he enters my moist, tight arse for the first time, the noise it makes as it pumps in and out of my arsehole. I am quite supple and flexible and can manage a lot of different positions. As I have mentioned any times my arse is always thoroughly douched for up to 20 minutes before your appointment, there will be no nasties when you pull your cock out from my arse. I can take up to (and including) 9 inches and if your cock is thick and fat it's not a problem, just give me a few minutes to adjust to the size and then you can fuck away until your hearts content, for as long as you want.
Fucking (Active) – Yes, if you want cock, I will get myself up there. I usually start with rimming it out, giving it a lot of tongue action, then I tease it with a butt plug, getting you used to the size of the toy before entering with my cock. I don't advise any first timers to bend over and want it shoved up their hole. God no, you'll do yourself an injury. Your arse needs to be opened up in stages otherwise it will hurt. If done properly it can be one of the most pleasureable experiences known to man. If a guy has never been fucked before and comes to see me and wants me to fuck him, we will do it my way or not at all. I am not here to hurt anyone or make the appointment uncomfortable.
Quickies – Yes I do a quick blow job service for £20 and a quick fuck me and blow job for £30. They're quickies, hence the price, they're not a half hour and they're not for me to cum or fuck you. They're offered on the basis that you get to fuck my arse or get sucked off, shoot your load and get on with your day. They're ideally suited to men on a lunch break, Mr White Van Man and those needing a quick release. I don't offer them on outcalls under any circumstances.
Rimming – Yes, this is always on the cards, I am happy to lick your arse out but will ask that you shower on my premises beforehand, otherwise this activity would not normally be offered. This can be an intensely pleasureable experience for the recipient but I need you to be immaculately clean before hand. It's not much to ask. I will never say no to being rimmed myself, I love it !!!
Threesomes - Yes I can see two of you but it is double the fee, I don't see two guys so they can just pay half each. I usually have twice as much work to do in those appointments and want paid accordingly. I do not allow two men to visit my incall premises sorry unless I know you but I will gladly visit your home or hotel. I don't see male/female couples. I am gay !
Watersports – I don't list it as a service but I can offer it if I know well in advance. I can't wee on demand and it's unreasonable to expect me to. I don't mind being pissed on if that's your thing but I will shower immediately during the appointment time because the smell can be quite pungent sometimes. I don't allow guys to piss in mouth.
Spanking – Yes I can be spanked, I don't mind this at all but no marks please because someone else may want to book me later that day and it wouldn't look good being all red raw, now would it ?
Outdoors – I prefer not to meet outdoors, it's nothing against the person enquiring but I have such a lovely incall premises it really isn't necessary to meet outdoors. I do however meet men/truckers at truck stops (one of my favourite appointments) and I will meet regulars outdoors but generally I don't do car sex.
Domination – Nope sorry, I am not dominant in nature, I just can't be authorative enough or stern enough to tell you what to do. I can recommend others will will though. I am crap at it and I know I am so I'd rather not take your money for a service I can not offer.
Outcalls – As you probably gathered from reading my blog, I tend to offer incalls. I will offer outcalls and come well equipped on my travels but I will travel a maxium of 10-15 miles for new clients and about 20-25 miles for known clients. I don't excessively hike up my prices for outcalls but do ask that you make it a 1 hour appointment or more if you're more than 15 miles away. I am not doing 50 mile round trips for 30 minute appointments. It's not worth my while.
There you have it, my general list of services. You should be able to work from that detailed list if I am the right escort for you. I am not a skinny twinky type though, I am a well built hairy bloke with a goatee beard. I will however, give you the time of your life and I assure you'll want to come back again.
Hmm, what do I do ?
I am asked this all the time, what don't I do is probably easier. I try and work out what the client wants when he enquires and then I tailor my services around that.
Sucking – Yes I do this, I do this very well according to most of the guys that have booked an appointment and I am excellent at deep throat, guys can't believe how deep they can penetrate my mouth and throat. Years of practice !!! Everyone gags a little and if it's too deep I will adjust my position. For deep deep throat it's easier to be in a 69 position with the guy on top of me pushing his cock down because when lying down your throat is in a relaxed position and I always find it makes it easier.
Completion – Oh yes, this isn't a problem, infact if a guy is wanking himself off and about to cum I usually tell him to stuff it in my mouth. It's always amazed me how many escorts don't allow cum in mouth. I'll be perfectly honest, the taste of spunk does nowt for me but I can live with it for a few seconds before I discreetly deposit it into a small towel or tissue.
Swallow – I am not fond of swallowing but if it makes you happy I will, I have no objections to it. I will swalllow if your cock is at the back of my throat when cumming because it just goes down naturally anyway and you don't get any after taste. Once it's in my mouth though I lose the drive to swallow it and would rather deposit it on a tissue, if you prefer me to swallow then mention it before you cum.
Docking – Ever tried it ?? It's where I pull my foreskin so it covers the head of your cock and then wank both cocks with one hand in a rocking motion, it's can be very horny, I am surprised at how many guys haven't heard of it.
Fucking (Passive) – Oh I love being fucked, I love the sound a guy makes when he enters my moist, tight arse for the first time, the noise it makes as it pumps in and out of my arsehole. I am quite supple and flexible and can manage a lot of different positions. As I have mentioned any times my arse is always thoroughly douched for up to 20 minutes before your appointment, there will be no nasties when you pull your cock out from my arse. I can take up to (and including) 9 inches and if your cock is thick and fat it's not a problem, just give me a few minutes to adjust to the size and then you can fuck away until your hearts content, for as long as you want.
Fucking (Active) – Yes, if you want cock, I will get myself up there. I usually start with rimming it out, giving it a lot of tongue action, then I tease it with a butt plug, getting you used to the size of the toy before entering with my cock. I don't advise any first timers to bend over and want it shoved up their hole. God no, you'll do yourself an injury. Your arse needs to be opened up in stages otherwise it will hurt. If done properly it can be one of the most pleasureable experiences known to man. If a guy has never been fucked before and comes to see me and wants me to fuck him, we will do it my way or not at all. I am not here to hurt anyone or make the appointment uncomfortable.
Quickies – Yes I do a quick blow job service for £20 and a quick fuck me and blow job for £30. They're quickies, hence the price, they're not a half hour and they're not for me to cum or fuck you. They're offered on the basis that you get to fuck my arse or get sucked off, shoot your load and get on with your day. They're ideally suited to men on a lunch break, Mr White Van Man and those needing a quick release. I don't offer them on outcalls under any circumstances.
Rimming – Yes, this is always on the cards, I am happy to lick your arse out but will ask that you shower on my premises beforehand, otherwise this activity would not normally be offered. This can be an intensely pleasureable experience for the recipient but I need you to be immaculately clean before hand. It's not much to ask. I will never say no to being rimmed myself, I love it !!!
Threesomes - Yes I can see two of you but it is double the fee, I don't see two guys so they can just pay half each. I usually have twice as much work to do in those appointments and want paid accordingly. I do not allow two men to visit my incall premises sorry unless I know you but I will gladly visit your home or hotel. I don't see male/female couples. I am gay !
Watersports – I don't list it as a service but I can offer it if I know well in advance. I can't wee on demand and it's unreasonable to expect me to. I don't mind being pissed on if that's your thing but I will shower immediately during the appointment time because the smell can be quite pungent sometimes. I don't allow guys to piss in mouth.
Spanking – Yes I can be spanked, I don't mind this at all but no marks please because someone else may want to book me later that day and it wouldn't look good being all red raw, now would it ?
Outdoors – I prefer not to meet outdoors, it's nothing against the person enquiring but I have such a lovely incall premises it really isn't necessary to meet outdoors. I do however meet men/truckers at truck stops (one of my favourite appointments) and I will meet regulars outdoors but generally I don't do car sex.
Domination – Nope sorry, I am not dominant in nature, I just can't be authorative enough or stern enough to tell you what to do. I can recommend others will will though. I am crap at it and I know I am so I'd rather not take your money for a service I can not offer.
Outcalls – As you probably gathered from reading my blog, I tend to offer incalls. I will offer outcalls and come well equipped on my travels but I will travel a maxium of 10-15 miles for new clients and about 20-25 miles for known clients. I don't excessively hike up my prices for outcalls but do ask that you make it a 1 hour appointment or more if you're more than 15 miles away. I am not doing 50 mile round trips for 30 minute appointments. It's not worth my while.
There you have it, my general list of services. You should be able to work from that detailed list if I am the right escort for you. I am not a skinny twinky type though, I am a well built hairy bloke with a goatee beard. I will however, give you the time of your life and I assure you'll want to come back again.
Hard Work
8th August 2011
A lot of guys think that being an escort is easy money, let me tell you now, it's not. Yes.... you get the nice guys, the ones who are respectful and take their time and appreciate what's on offer. Well Sunday was one of those days.
I'd had a 3pm booked in for a couple of hours for almost the entire week, it's a nice guy who I have seen about 4 times in the last year, I know he sees other escorts both male and female so it's nice to see he still comes back regularly. I know he likes me to cum in his mouth, plus fuck me a couple of times and take things slow, so I wasn't that fussed about taking an earlier appointment because I like his appointment to be perfect.
At 1,15pm yesterday, a guy phoned me after obtaining my number from a fellow escort who wasn't around on Sunday. He asked what my rates were and then asked if I did any specials. He said he just wanted a blow job, so we agreed on a £20 quick blow job session. It's partly my mistake here because I wasn't specific at how long the £20 blow job was but I was very clear that I didn't cum during the session and I did mention that the £20 quick blow job was cheaper than £40 half hour. I wrongly presumed he'd know what I meant.
He arrived at 1.45pm, dropped his pants and I got to work, he kept pulling me off his cock which didn't really please me, he was delaying cumming. After 30 minutes he started making the noises like he was going to come, after 45 minutes I had jaw ache and had to take a rest and was conscious of my 3pm arriving in 30 minutes. I asked him if I could finish off wanking him. “Well I did pay for a blow job”. Hmm yeah and you would have cum a long time ago if you didn't keep pushing me off it. Anyway I had to be up front with him and tell him I had a 3pm, he let me get on with it and I did allow him to cum in my mouth. He still fannied about and didn't leave until 2.50pm after he had a shower. Never again !! I text the escort who passed my number on and said “Cheers he was a nightmare” to which I got the reply “I know Steve he thinks 30 minutes is an hour, he's hard work”. God I wish I'd had a heads up on that because I wouldn't have taken the appointment, I was harrassed to fuck before my 3pm arrived. The thing is I can't be rude to people and say time's up, but very few guys take the piss anyway and I thought I had enough time to squeeze in a quickie. I was wrong.
Anyway, I was rewarded with a nice 2 hour appointment, a bottle of Sancerre and the fuck of all fucks off my lovely 3pm client. He was rewarded with two fucks and some deep rimming. Later, I met a friend on the High Street at 6pm and had a vegetarian Sunday lunch and two pints of Erdinger. I'd clocked off from cock for the night, that hard work one was enough for the day.
A lot of guys think that being an escort is easy money, let me tell you now, it's not. Yes.... you get the nice guys, the ones who are respectful and take their time and appreciate what's on offer. Well Sunday was one of those days.
I'd had a 3pm booked in for a couple of hours for almost the entire week, it's a nice guy who I have seen about 4 times in the last year, I know he sees other escorts both male and female so it's nice to see he still comes back regularly. I know he likes me to cum in his mouth, plus fuck me a couple of times and take things slow, so I wasn't that fussed about taking an earlier appointment because I like his appointment to be perfect.
At 1,15pm yesterday, a guy phoned me after obtaining my number from a fellow escort who wasn't around on Sunday. He asked what my rates were and then asked if I did any specials. He said he just wanted a blow job, so we agreed on a £20 quick blow job session. It's partly my mistake here because I wasn't specific at how long the £20 blow job was but I was very clear that I didn't cum during the session and I did mention that the £20 quick blow job was cheaper than £40 half hour. I wrongly presumed he'd know what I meant.
He arrived at 1.45pm, dropped his pants and I got to work, he kept pulling me off his cock which didn't really please me, he was delaying cumming. After 30 minutes he started making the noises like he was going to come, after 45 minutes I had jaw ache and had to take a rest and was conscious of my 3pm arriving in 30 minutes. I asked him if I could finish off wanking him. “Well I did pay for a blow job”. Hmm yeah and you would have cum a long time ago if you didn't keep pushing me off it. Anyway I had to be up front with him and tell him I had a 3pm, he let me get on with it and I did allow him to cum in my mouth. He still fannied about and didn't leave until 2.50pm after he had a shower. Never again !! I text the escort who passed my number on and said “Cheers he was a nightmare” to which I got the reply “I know Steve he thinks 30 minutes is an hour, he's hard work”. God I wish I'd had a heads up on that because I wouldn't have taken the appointment, I was harrassed to fuck before my 3pm arrived. The thing is I can't be rude to people and say time's up, but very few guys take the piss anyway and I thought I had enough time to squeeze in a quickie. I was wrong.
Anyway, I was rewarded with a nice 2 hour appointment, a bottle of Sancerre and the fuck of all fucks off my lovely 3pm client. He was rewarded with two fucks and some deep rimming. Later, I met a friend on the High Street at 6pm and had a vegetarian Sunday lunch and two pints of Erdinger. I'd clocked off from cock for the night, that hard work one was enough for the day.
Alpha Male
4th August 2011
I had an unusal experience on Wednesday, a guy who didn't want sucked, didn't want rimming and didn't really want me to do anything to him. Well.... what did you do, you may ask. He just wanted me to lie face down on the bed whilst he spent 45 minutes fucking my arse with various toys.
He had a bit of an obesession about having an arsehole for his own personal use. He was a big stocky bloke, about 6ft 8, massive, big full brown beard and 'tache, a sort of mans man who you'd expect to have hollow legs at the bar on a Sunday afternoon drinking session.
He'd asked in advance if I had any toys and yes I have dozens, long ones, fat ones, butt plug ones, vibrating ones, almost every type you can imagine really. He arrived at about 2pm and I was immediately turned on by his sheer stature and bulk, Here's a proper bloke at my door. WOW.
He asked me to lie down on the bed whilst he slapped my arse, then he pulled my cheeks apart and started pushing two lubed fingers inside. Next thing I know the small butt plug is inside and the toys got bigger and wider until he ended up with my big 9” blue vibrator stuffed all the way up. This went on for 45 mins whilst he fucked my arse slow, then fast and then hard, pulling out the toys and wanking himself over my hole, slapping his fat cock off my arse then, waiting for it to close back up before pushing another toy back up there. It wasn't until 45 minutes into the 1 hour session that he asked for a rubber so he could push his own cock inside and feel how warm and moist by hole was. This sent him over the edge and he didn't last long once inside.
It was an unusual experience, there was no real effort to be made on my part, except lie there and take everything that was pushed inside LOL, which I took like a man !!!!
He left and said he'd had a fab time, it was his first ever anal experience with anyone and one he'd like to repeat in a few weeks time. I suppose everyone has a fantasy they'd like to play out and his was to watch an arse take cock and toys up it and watch the contractions it makes when closing up. Each to their own I suppose. I had an fab time and he was one bulk of a guy. No one in a million years would guess what he gets up to on a Wednesday afternoon when his sheer size and personality comes across as one of life's alphamales.
I had an unusal experience on Wednesday, a guy who didn't want sucked, didn't want rimming and didn't really want me to do anything to him. Well.... what did you do, you may ask. He just wanted me to lie face down on the bed whilst he spent 45 minutes fucking my arse with various toys.
He had a bit of an obesession about having an arsehole for his own personal use. He was a big stocky bloke, about 6ft 8, massive, big full brown beard and 'tache, a sort of mans man who you'd expect to have hollow legs at the bar on a Sunday afternoon drinking session.
He'd asked in advance if I had any toys and yes I have dozens, long ones, fat ones, butt plug ones, vibrating ones, almost every type you can imagine really. He arrived at about 2pm and I was immediately turned on by his sheer stature and bulk, Here's a proper bloke at my door. WOW.
He asked me to lie down on the bed whilst he slapped my arse, then he pulled my cheeks apart and started pushing two lubed fingers inside. Next thing I know the small butt plug is inside and the toys got bigger and wider until he ended up with my big 9” blue vibrator stuffed all the way up. This went on for 45 mins whilst he fucked my arse slow, then fast and then hard, pulling out the toys and wanking himself over my hole, slapping his fat cock off my arse then, waiting for it to close back up before pushing another toy back up there. It wasn't until 45 minutes into the 1 hour session that he asked for a rubber so he could push his own cock inside and feel how warm and moist by hole was. This sent him over the edge and he didn't last long once inside.
It was an unusual experience, there was no real effort to be made on my part, except lie there and take everything that was pushed inside LOL, which I took like a man !!!!
He left and said he'd had a fab time, it was his first ever anal experience with anyone and one he'd like to repeat in a few weeks time. I suppose everyone has a fantasy they'd like to play out and his was to watch an arse take cock and toys up it and watch the contractions it makes when closing up. Each to their own I suppose. I had an fab time and he was one bulk of a guy. No one in a million years would guess what he gets up to on a Wednesday afternoon when his sheer size and personality comes across as one of life's alphamales.
Sunday 28 April 2013
The Ten Commandments To Booking An Escort
30th July 2011
My blog isn't just to read about my exploits, I like to use it to let everyone know both sides of working. Today I touch on the ten basic rules to ensure you have a happy appointment.
An escort will be freshly showered or bathed, immaculately clean inside and out, so turning up with a pissy dick and skid marks doesn't really show you've made an effort to be equally as clean. It isn't an escorts' job to put up with those standards but most of us unfortunately have to. When guys turn up like this and tell me they have a shit sex life at home, I know the reason why !
An hour is an hour, it's not an hour and fifteen minutes or an hour and a half and the clock doesn't start once you've had an shower, chit chat or drink at the bar. A solicitor will charge you from the moment you arrive, not after you'd told the story. Would you give your own clients time off the clock before you charge them ?
Most escorts ask for the money up front, if they don't it's because they trust you, don't take advantage of that by offering less at the end. You may not get another visit.
We can be well paid but we don't all have helicopters. You can't expect us to be at your hotel in 20 minutes time. I need 20 minutes notice for an incall never mind an outcall. As a general rule, if the travel time is approximately 30 mins then double it as a lead time for arrival. We all like to look good for our clients and you'd all complain if we weren't. We have to get ready, jump in the car, fight our way through traffic and find your place. Be sensible on outcalls. If it's more than an hour away and you only want an hour, consider that it's a 4 hour turn around for us so if we say no, please respect our decision. 4 hours out of our day for a 1 hour appointment is a lot to ask.
If you phone and go to voicemail, don't repeatedly ring or text. We may be “otherwise engaged” and you'd not be best pleased if we took calls from clients during your appointment. Just leave a message or send a text and we'll get back to you as soon as we can.
If you want bareback and tell us you're completely safe, it will fall on deaf ears, how do you know that the escort is safe because if they're willing to do bareback with you, who else are they doing bareback with ?
If you're early, ring, if you're going to be late, ring. Escorts tend to run to schedule. Being early without notice is worse than being late, have you often wondered why we don't answer the door when you're early and you have to resort to phoning us. You could be the gas man, Kleeneze or someone selling books for Africa, we don't want to answer the door to those people when we're trying to get ready for you because we don't want them loitering at the door.
If you book an incall with an escort at his/her own home, remember that if the house phone goes, someone knocks at the door it's not their fault. Their friends and neighbours don't usually know what they are doing and so they're not to blame when it happens. I once had a guy leave because someone was repeatedly ringing my door bell. When he left it was a kid whose ball had gone over my back garden wall. I wanted to ignore it and he wasn't best pleased. These things happen. Not often but they do happen.
It's not unreasonable to want a contact number displayed when calling us. Withheld numbers get you nowhere, none of us like speaking to guys on withheld because it screams “something to hide” to us. I will answer withheld but you'll just get basic answers and be invited to call me from a displayed number or give me a number to call you straight back on. Payphones are even worse. I don't know anyone who accepts incalls from a payphone, anyone who did is a loony tune. Payphones are dead easy to spot too. We don't get many calls from landline numbers and when we do our hearing cranks up to ultra high frequency so we can listen for the passing cars.
Finally........ Smoking. I am not a smoker and so it's unfair to expect to smoke in my apartment. Guys do though. My apartment has a courtyard garden and I welcome all smokers to have their cigarette in the garden and freshen up with mouthwash and a quick wash afterwards. It's horrible for a non smoker to be passionate with a smoker, personally I just can't do it unless they freshen up. You can smell it on their beard and fingers. Similarly you should never expect to turn up at an escorts home to find him/her finishing one off as you arrive. That's equally as bad, if not worse.
Steve - Escort Information Service
28th July 2011
Hi Steve, I was wondering if you could tell me if there are any gay sauna's in Newcastle
Hi Steve, I know you're a rugby built late 30's guy but do you have any numbers of skinny 20 year olds
Hi Steve, There used to be a guy working down the Quayside who retired called Brad, do you have his number
Hi Steve, sorry to ask but do you have the number of Adam, I've booked with him and can't find his number to cancel.
Hi Steve, I am wanting to get into this work, where do you recommend I advertise
Hi Steve, I might book you in a few months time, can you recommend a selection of hotels in Newcastle and mail me back with the numbers for them please, I trust your judgement because you've probably visited most of them.
Hi Steve, odd question but can I hire your incall place for a few hours to bring back a female escort, only a few hours on an afternoon next week and I'd pay good money to use your place.
Hi Steve, I am actually in Aberdeen tonight, don't suppose you know which profiles up here are genuine
Just a small selection of questions asked to me via Adultwork and Gayswap in the last 6 months. Most of them I don't bother with. I am quite happy to help if it results in an appointment but I am not the Tourist Information Centre. Work is competitive enough without telling everyone else where I advertise, no one ever told me and as for hotels, there is an excellent site called Tripadvisor LOL. I don't have a clue which local profiles are genuine, you've no chance of me knowing in Aberdeen. Checking who has logged in most recently is usually a good indicator that they're active and use their profile every day.
The one asking to hire my place was actually from a client I seen a long time ago, when I had a different apartment. He's never booked since and I don't want two relevant strangers in my new home, especially as he's never visited it. Hats off to him for asking though. I do give out numbers for other escorts if I am not working that night or fully booked and it's a guy in a hotel, for example, looking for company that evening but your local pizza shop is never going to give you a competitors number when you phone for a delivery. Even if I'd had a retired escorts number I wouldn't give it out, there's probably a reason why he's retired and wants left alone. I am sure everyone else gets these bizarre emails too, not just poor old me.
Hi Steve, I was wondering if you could tell me if there are any gay sauna's in Newcastle
Hi Steve, I know you're a rugby built late 30's guy but do you have any numbers of skinny 20 year olds
Hi Steve, There used to be a guy working down the Quayside who retired called Brad, do you have his number
Hi Steve, sorry to ask but do you have the number of Adam, I've booked with him and can't find his number to cancel.
Hi Steve, I am wanting to get into this work, where do you recommend I advertise
Hi Steve, I might book you in a few months time, can you recommend a selection of hotels in Newcastle and mail me back with the numbers for them please, I trust your judgement because you've probably visited most of them.
Hi Steve, odd question but can I hire your incall place for a few hours to bring back a female escort, only a few hours on an afternoon next week and I'd pay good money to use your place.
Hi Steve, I am actually in Aberdeen tonight, don't suppose you know which profiles up here are genuine
Just a small selection of questions asked to me via Adultwork and Gayswap in the last 6 months. Most of them I don't bother with. I am quite happy to help if it results in an appointment but I am not the Tourist Information Centre. Work is competitive enough without telling everyone else where I advertise, no one ever told me and as for hotels, there is an excellent site called Tripadvisor LOL. I don't have a clue which local profiles are genuine, you've no chance of me knowing in Aberdeen. Checking who has logged in most recently is usually a good indicator that they're active and use their profile every day.
The one asking to hire my place was actually from a client I seen a long time ago, when I had a different apartment. He's never booked since and I don't want two relevant strangers in my new home, especially as he's never visited it. Hats off to him for asking though. I do give out numbers for other escorts if I am not working that night or fully booked and it's a guy in a hotel, for example, looking for company that evening but your local pizza shop is never going to give you a competitors number when you phone for a delivery. Even if I'd had a retired escorts number I wouldn't give it out, there's probably a reason why he's retired and wants left alone. I am sure everyone else gets these bizarre emails too, not just poor old me.
Bit Cheaper
27th July 2011
For the last 4 or 5 weeks, one particular guy had been phoning me, only once or twice a week but it's the same question each time. “Can you do it a bit cheaper”. You know..... I am quite happy to be flexible to a degree but first time clients asking for a discount falls on deaf ears.
When I said no, the reply was “Well you see Steve, the thing is, I am married with two kids and don't have loads of surplus cash but really need to see someone”. Please.......... can someone explain to me how that should be any of my concern. You don't walk into Currys and ask them to knock £40 off the washer because you've got a wife and two kids, or pop into a bar and ask for that pint at £1.89 because you've got overheads.
He put the phone down and then sent me a text “If I ring tomorrow and you're quiet would you see me for a tenner, I only want a wank” I said no, then came the reply “You must be fucking desperate being a fucking whore selling your arse, you cunt”. My reply.... “Not that desperate deary, I wasn't desperate enough to accept your appointment, if I was desperate I would take every penny offered to me”. I didn't get a reply LOL
I get sick of that other old chestnut “Well you know Steve, if you'll do an hour for £50 I will make it a regular thing”. I fell for that a long time ago and you know............... they never do.
A few months ago a client phoned me after seeing an advert online, I'd said I was offering luxury 30 minute incalls for £40, which is my usual price. Underneath my classified was an advert by another local gay male escort offering incalls for £30. He phoned me and asked if I would undercut the other advertiser. I said no but i'd match it this once. He turned around and said “Nah I'll just go and see the other bloke, I would have seen you if you'd do it for £25 but I am not really getting a deal at £30”. I was gobsmacked. I don't think he was going to the other appointment in a million years, he was just being awkward and trying it on.
I don't mind knocking a tenner off for a regular. If a regular booked an hour every month and then phoned me one month and said “Listen Steve, I'd love to see you but I've only got £60”, I'd still see him. I am quite happy to be flexible but not when I feel someone is taking the piss.
I tailor my prices and services to suit everyone, I will listen to everyones requests and offer them the price and service that suits them best but in my experience guys asking for discounts who have never booked before are going to be a) hard work and b) want the full works for nowt.
At the end of the day, enjoy what's on offer whether it be with me or any other male or female escort but don't take the piss when it comes to fees, especially when it's quite obvious that the escort isn't being greedy in the first place.
For the last 4 or 5 weeks, one particular guy had been phoning me, only once or twice a week but it's the same question each time. “Can you do it a bit cheaper”. You know..... I am quite happy to be flexible to a degree but first time clients asking for a discount falls on deaf ears.
When I said no, the reply was “Well you see Steve, the thing is, I am married with two kids and don't have loads of surplus cash but really need to see someone”. Please.......... can someone explain to me how that should be any of my concern. You don't walk into Currys and ask them to knock £40 off the washer because you've got a wife and two kids, or pop into a bar and ask for that pint at £1.89 because you've got overheads.
He put the phone down and then sent me a text “If I ring tomorrow and you're quiet would you see me for a tenner, I only want a wank” I said no, then came the reply “You must be fucking desperate being a fucking whore selling your arse, you cunt”. My reply.... “Not that desperate deary, I wasn't desperate enough to accept your appointment, if I was desperate I would take every penny offered to me”. I didn't get a reply LOL
I get sick of that other old chestnut “Well you know Steve, if you'll do an hour for £50 I will make it a regular thing”. I fell for that a long time ago and you know............... they never do.
A few months ago a client phoned me after seeing an advert online, I'd said I was offering luxury 30 minute incalls for £40, which is my usual price. Underneath my classified was an advert by another local gay male escort offering incalls for £30. He phoned me and asked if I would undercut the other advertiser. I said no but i'd match it this once. He turned around and said “Nah I'll just go and see the other bloke, I would have seen you if you'd do it for £25 but I am not really getting a deal at £30”. I was gobsmacked. I don't think he was going to the other appointment in a million years, he was just being awkward and trying it on.
I don't mind knocking a tenner off for a regular. If a regular booked an hour every month and then phoned me one month and said “Listen Steve, I'd love to see you but I've only got £60”, I'd still see him. I am quite happy to be flexible but not when I feel someone is taking the piss.
I tailor my prices and services to suit everyone, I will listen to everyones requests and offer them the price and service that suits them best but in my experience guys asking for discounts who have never booked before are going to be a) hard work and b) want the full works for nowt.
At the end of the day, enjoy what's on offer whether it be with me or any other male or female escort but don't take the piss when it comes to fees, especially when it's quite obvious that the escort isn't being greedy in the first place.
Rugby Bloke
26th July 2011
In I walked
Big fuck off strapping bloke
Ran the shower and he asked me to step inside with him
Lathered up his big hands and laid them straight on my arse
Slapped my arse a good few times
Bent me over and rolled his tongue over my arse crack
Rubbed his thick cock up and down, slapping the head on my arse cheeks
Went down and took all of my cock deep down his throat
Led the way to the bedroom
Asked me to bend over and then pushed all eight inches inside
Took his time pumping my arse whilst spanking my cheeks
Was told I was a fuck whore
Asked me where I wanted the spunk
Shot it in my mouth, down my chin
Licked my chin and transferred the cum from my mouth to his
Swallowed the lot
Put his pants on, orders room service
Four Beers and a bottle of wine
Knock at the door
Cute waiter
Fantasy about threesome with the staff
Pint of beer, downed in a minute, second one on the go
Straight in the bathroom, beer takes effect
Sits me in the bath and pisses all over my chest
Showers it off
Sits on the chair in the bedroom
Me on top
Deep fucking, very slow, every inch of it inside me
Takes it out and licks out the open hole that's just had cock up it
Fingers me
Takes the screw cap off the wine
Puts the head of the bottle of wine up my arse and deposits about 100ml of wine up my hole
Gets his tongue around my hole and takes the wine in his mouth as it seeps out
Gets his cock and fucks my wet wine filled arse crack
Shoots a massive second load
Retire to bed with wine and nibbles
Fall asleep
Wake up 7am, hand on my arse
Takes advantage of my well abused hole
Intense hard fuck
No mercy
Get dressed
Walk down to reception where his conference awaits him
Taxi home for me
Wonderful Overnight Appointment
In I walked
Big fuck off strapping bloke
Ran the shower and he asked me to step inside with him
Lathered up his big hands and laid them straight on my arse
Slapped my arse a good few times
Bent me over and rolled his tongue over my arse crack
Rubbed his thick cock up and down, slapping the head on my arse cheeks
Went down and took all of my cock deep down his throat
Led the way to the bedroom
Asked me to bend over and then pushed all eight inches inside
Took his time pumping my arse whilst spanking my cheeks
Was told I was a fuck whore
Asked me where I wanted the spunk
Shot it in my mouth, down my chin
Licked my chin and transferred the cum from my mouth to his
Swallowed the lot
Put his pants on, orders room service
Four Beers and a bottle of wine
Knock at the door
Cute waiter
Fantasy about threesome with the staff
Pint of beer, downed in a minute, second one on the go
Straight in the bathroom, beer takes effect
Sits me in the bath and pisses all over my chest
Showers it off
Sits on the chair in the bedroom
Me on top
Deep fucking, very slow, every inch of it inside me
Takes it out and licks out the open hole that's just had cock up it
Fingers me
Takes the screw cap off the wine
Puts the head of the bottle of wine up my arse and deposits about 100ml of wine up my hole
Gets his tongue around my hole and takes the wine in his mouth as it seeps out
Gets his cock and fucks my wet wine filled arse crack
Shoots a massive second load
Retire to bed with wine and nibbles
Fall asleep
Wake up 7am, hand on my arse
Takes advantage of my well abused hole
Intense hard fuck
No mercy
Get dressed
Walk down to reception where his conference awaits him
Taxi home for me
Wonderful Overnight Appointment
Frightened To Discuss Size
25th July 2011
You can't win. “Hi Steve, how big is your cock”, so you tell them and then it's either too big or it's not big enough. When it's not big enough, do you lie and say it's an inch bigger than it really is, you can't ever really win on this question. It can be too big, “Oh I wanted something about 6 inches for my first time” or “I really wanted to feel it and need 9 inches” In reality though most guys who have occasional sex with other men are not capable of taking nine inches up them. I can, but I know what I am doing and I've been able to train my arse to be able to take a big thick cock.
I've never ever had any complaints about the size of my cock, I will admit though it's bigger than 90% of the guys I see, that's mainly because I am above average and most guys are impressed with it's shape and how hard it gets very quickly.
I am the first to admit, if I guy drops his pants and it's a fair size I am going to worship it but I would worship it if it was 3 inches too, its doesnt really matter, it's what he does with it that matters and it's not all about the size of someone's cock. I love being snogged by rugby types, stocky hairy men and most guys that fall into that bracket tend to be the normal average size (some arn't mind LOL), it tends to the IT Geek tall guys who seem to have the wongers. I did meet one guy a few months back who was massive. Really massive, he was probably the last person you'd expect on this earth to have sex with other men. He booked escorts all over the UK, male and female and said he always got the best sex off the blokes because most female escorts don't offer anal and a lot of them wouldn't let him go anywhere near their vagina because it was so big. Being Bi he decided that gay/bi passive male escorts were the answer to his problem because the rectum, with practice can take 9-10 inches balls deep up it. That's what he wants, deep penetration. When he came to see me he booked two hours. He was sensible. He knew I'd never get that balls deep on a 30 minute session and i'll admit it took a good 10 minutes of pushing it up an extra inch and pulling it out until I managed to take the whole lot. Once he's up there he wants to watch it going up and feel every inch of it's journey. He doesn't want to get it up, do 6 thrusts and then shoot his load, he wants to enjoy it. He found he could only do that with other men.
In all the years I have worked and all the years I have slept with blokes I don't think I have ever refused any cock up my arse, yet it seems common practice with female escorts. I've never gone “Oh that's too big”, I've always just taken my time. I want him to enjoy what's on offer and I don't want to hurt or bruise myself inside by rushing on top of it.
As many readers of the blog know, I like everyone to get what they want, I rarely say no to anything unless it involves me being in a pair of knickers or a PVC gimp mask LOL. That's the essence of being a good escort.
You can't win. “Hi Steve, how big is your cock”, so you tell them and then it's either too big or it's not big enough. When it's not big enough, do you lie and say it's an inch bigger than it really is, you can't ever really win on this question. It can be too big, “Oh I wanted something about 6 inches for my first time” or “I really wanted to feel it and need 9 inches” In reality though most guys who have occasional sex with other men are not capable of taking nine inches up them. I can, but I know what I am doing and I've been able to train my arse to be able to take a big thick cock.
I've never ever had any complaints about the size of my cock, I will admit though it's bigger than 90% of the guys I see, that's mainly because I am above average and most guys are impressed with it's shape and how hard it gets very quickly.
I am the first to admit, if I guy drops his pants and it's a fair size I am going to worship it but I would worship it if it was 3 inches too, its doesnt really matter, it's what he does with it that matters and it's not all about the size of someone's cock. I love being snogged by rugby types, stocky hairy men and most guys that fall into that bracket tend to be the normal average size (some arn't mind LOL), it tends to the IT Geek tall guys who seem to have the wongers. I did meet one guy a few months back who was massive. Really massive, he was probably the last person you'd expect on this earth to have sex with other men. He booked escorts all over the UK, male and female and said he always got the best sex off the blokes because most female escorts don't offer anal and a lot of them wouldn't let him go anywhere near their vagina because it was so big. Being Bi he decided that gay/bi passive male escorts were the answer to his problem because the rectum, with practice can take 9-10 inches balls deep up it. That's what he wants, deep penetration. When he came to see me he booked two hours. He was sensible. He knew I'd never get that balls deep on a 30 minute session and i'll admit it took a good 10 minutes of pushing it up an extra inch and pulling it out until I managed to take the whole lot. Once he's up there he wants to watch it going up and feel every inch of it's journey. He doesn't want to get it up, do 6 thrusts and then shoot his load, he wants to enjoy it. He found he could only do that with other men.
In all the years I have worked and all the years I have slept with blokes I don't think I have ever refused any cock up my arse, yet it seems common practice with female escorts. I've never gone “Oh that's too big”, I've always just taken my time. I want him to enjoy what's on offer and I don't want to hurt or bruise myself inside by rushing on top of it.
As many readers of the blog know, I like everyone to get what they want, I rarely say no to anything unless it involves me being in a pair of knickers or a PVC gimp mask LOL. That's the essence of being a good escort.
Full On
21st July 2011
Gosh, did I need that glass of wine or two last night.
I had an enquiry at 6pm for a 7pm arrival. He said he couldn't commit at that stage but would ring back later. I didn't hear anything else until about 6.45pm when he phoned back and said he was leaving a job he'd been working on in Blaydon and could be there in 15 minutes. That was fine by me, I am usually ready at most times anyway.
7pm arrived and in walked a mid 40's greying manual worker in his work gear (always a turn on), very respectful and he asked for a quick shower (always the sign of a gentleman – nothing worse than pissy dick) so whilst he had a shower I made myself comfortable on the bed and got half undressed. He emerged from the en-suite with a raging hard on but made a beeline for my cock. What a cocksucker, he was very horny. He asked if I did rimming, oh yes I do rimming, it's my speciality I told him. I got him on all fours and licked out his lovely clean hole. “Shove your big fat dick up me Steve” he said. Well who could resist. In it went without much bother “Fuck me hard and deep he said”. Deep, oh I am sure I can do that.
After about 5 minutes he wanted to be on top. Oh this guy knew how to fuck. Then we had it against the wall in the room and then over the bottom of the bed. “Don't cum up there, cum in my mouth after I've fucked you”, so I pulled out, got on all fours whilst he fucked the arse off me silly. He was ready to cum, so he pulled out and bent over again “Fuck me stupid”, I did and just as I was ready to pop, I pulled out and dumped the whole lot in his mouth, he then stood up and dumped the whole lot in my mouth.
Quick shower again, chit chat and he was off. As I walked back into the room to tidy up I looked at the alarm clock at the side of the bed. It was 7.29. All that in 27-28 minutes. No wonder I needed that glass of wine.
Talk about full on. That guy was rampant, he can come back anytime.
Gosh, did I need that glass of wine or two last night.
I had an enquiry at 6pm for a 7pm arrival. He said he couldn't commit at that stage but would ring back later. I didn't hear anything else until about 6.45pm when he phoned back and said he was leaving a job he'd been working on in Blaydon and could be there in 15 minutes. That was fine by me, I am usually ready at most times anyway.
7pm arrived and in walked a mid 40's greying manual worker in his work gear (always a turn on), very respectful and he asked for a quick shower (always the sign of a gentleman – nothing worse than pissy dick) so whilst he had a shower I made myself comfortable on the bed and got half undressed. He emerged from the en-suite with a raging hard on but made a beeline for my cock. What a cocksucker, he was very horny. He asked if I did rimming, oh yes I do rimming, it's my speciality I told him. I got him on all fours and licked out his lovely clean hole. “Shove your big fat dick up me Steve” he said. Well who could resist. In it went without much bother “Fuck me hard and deep he said”. Deep, oh I am sure I can do that.
After about 5 minutes he wanted to be on top. Oh this guy knew how to fuck. Then we had it against the wall in the room and then over the bottom of the bed. “Don't cum up there, cum in my mouth after I've fucked you”, so I pulled out, got on all fours whilst he fucked the arse off me silly. He was ready to cum, so he pulled out and bent over again “Fuck me stupid”, I did and just as I was ready to pop, I pulled out and dumped the whole lot in his mouth, he then stood up and dumped the whole lot in my mouth.
Quick shower again, chit chat and he was off. As I walked back into the room to tidy up I looked at the alarm clock at the side of the bed. It was 7.29. All that in 27-28 minutes. No wonder I needed that glass of wine.
Talk about full on. That guy was rampant, he can come back anytime.
Interview Room
20th July 2011
It's a while since I have been to an office. It's always a turn on. A guy I had never met before asked if I would come along to his office in a suit and ask for him by name at reception, so I toddled along and arrived yesterday, as planned at 4.45pm.
The office obviously closes at 5pm, it's an anonymous type building with many companies located in different sections of the building. I went to reception and asked for him by name. They asked me to sign in and his assistant came down and collected me. Nice enough girl, pleasant. She showed me to a side room with only a window looking out onto the Tyne Bridge and Quayside. It reminded me of the interview type rooms you have at the jobcentre. Anonymous, one desk and a couple of chairs. I sat for 5 minutes and in walked a tall smart suited guy, late 50's, balding, nice teeth, the sort that gets me horny straight away. “Hello Steve” I've marked the door for privacy, no one will walk in”.
He'd asked me earlier in the day to bring a couple of toys, he'd asked what toys I had, it's actually easier to ask what I haven't got. He said he had a kinky request. Would I be able to cum in a condom and seal it up in advance. He'd like to play with it on my arse. Yes nothing wrong with that, it's perfectly safe to play with your own spunk LOL. I took along the condom plus an 8” thick black dildo. He'd asked if I douched my arse, well it's just a normal part of my routine anyway and so yes I am always 100% clean. He asked if I liked being rimmed and that was mighty fine too.
He came over to my side of the desk and put his hands firmly on my arse, a quick flick of my belt and the trousers were down exposing my bare arse (no underwear as requested). He spat on my arse and started working his tongue in my hole, This was getting him all hot and bothered. I turned around to unzip him and pull down his pants but he turned me back around and said he wanted to enjoy my hole and there was time for that later. He spanked my arse a couple of times and then he completely stripped me and bent me back over the desk. He asked me to empty the pre-filled condom in to a plastic cup he'd brought along, he wanted to use my cum as lube for my arse – oh kinky I thought, so I emptied it into a cup and he rubbed some of it over the shaft of the big black dildo and started pushing the toy up my hole.
He was getting very very excited at the sight of the big black dildo each time it came out of my arse, so he dropped his pants and produced a lovely 9” cock. It wasn't long before his cock was up that hole too, using my cum as lube. He fucked away at my arse telling me what a dirty fucking slut I was, having all that anonymous spunk up my arse (his fantasy was to fuck a cum filled arse), he kept pulling his dick out and looking at the sticky spunk as it came out with his dick. He wanted me to tell him when I was ready to cum. I was almost at breaking point when turned me around and started sucking my cock really haard until I dumped a load of cum in his mouth. He then bent me over again put his cock back up my hole and spat all of the cum onto his cock as it pounded my arse, fucking all my spunk back up my arse.
This tipped him over the edge and he shot a massive big load of spunk deep up my arsehole. He pulled his cock out and emptied the contents of the rubber into the cup, poured it over my arse cheeks and licked the whole lot up.
I now remember why I like office cock, filthy mid 50's executives who are as dirty as me.
Wonderful appointment and to think, I get paid to be a slut.
It's a while since I have been to an office. It's always a turn on. A guy I had never met before asked if I would come along to his office in a suit and ask for him by name at reception, so I toddled along and arrived yesterday, as planned at 4.45pm.
The office obviously closes at 5pm, it's an anonymous type building with many companies located in different sections of the building. I went to reception and asked for him by name. They asked me to sign in and his assistant came down and collected me. Nice enough girl, pleasant. She showed me to a side room with only a window looking out onto the Tyne Bridge and Quayside. It reminded me of the interview type rooms you have at the jobcentre. Anonymous, one desk and a couple of chairs. I sat for 5 minutes and in walked a tall smart suited guy, late 50's, balding, nice teeth, the sort that gets me horny straight away. “Hello Steve” I've marked the door for privacy, no one will walk in”.
He'd asked me earlier in the day to bring a couple of toys, he'd asked what toys I had, it's actually easier to ask what I haven't got. He said he had a kinky request. Would I be able to cum in a condom and seal it up in advance. He'd like to play with it on my arse. Yes nothing wrong with that, it's perfectly safe to play with your own spunk LOL. I took along the condom plus an 8” thick black dildo. He'd asked if I douched my arse, well it's just a normal part of my routine anyway and so yes I am always 100% clean. He asked if I liked being rimmed and that was mighty fine too.
He came over to my side of the desk and put his hands firmly on my arse, a quick flick of my belt and the trousers were down exposing my bare arse (no underwear as requested). He spat on my arse and started working his tongue in my hole, This was getting him all hot and bothered. I turned around to unzip him and pull down his pants but he turned me back around and said he wanted to enjoy my hole and there was time for that later. He spanked my arse a couple of times and then he completely stripped me and bent me back over the desk. He asked me to empty the pre-filled condom in to a plastic cup he'd brought along, he wanted to use my cum as lube for my arse – oh kinky I thought, so I emptied it into a cup and he rubbed some of it over the shaft of the big black dildo and started pushing the toy up my hole.
He was getting very very excited at the sight of the big black dildo each time it came out of my arse, so he dropped his pants and produced a lovely 9” cock. It wasn't long before his cock was up that hole too, using my cum as lube. He fucked away at my arse telling me what a dirty fucking slut I was, having all that anonymous spunk up my arse (his fantasy was to fuck a cum filled arse), he kept pulling his dick out and looking at the sticky spunk as it came out with his dick. He wanted me to tell him when I was ready to cum. I was almost at breaking point when turned me around and started sucking my cock really haard until I dumped a load of cum in his mouth. He then bent me over again put his cock back up my hole and spat all of the cum onto his cock as it pounded my arse, fucking all my spunk back up my arse.
This tipped him over the edge and he shot a massive big load of spunk deep up my arsehole. He pulled his cock out and emptied the contents of the rubber into the cup, poured it over my arse cheeks and licked the whole lot up.
I now remember why I like office cock, filthy mid 50's executives who are as dirty as me.
Wonderful appointment and to think, I get paid to be a slut.
Interview Room
20th July 2011
It's a while since I have been to an office. It's always a turn on. A guy I had never met before asked if I would come along to his office in a suit and ask for him by name at reception, so I toddled along and arrived yesterday, as planned at 4.45pm.
The office obviously closes at 5pm, it's an anonymous type building with many companies located in different sections of the building. I went to reception and asked for him by name. They asked me to sign in and his assistant came down and collected me. Nice enough girl, pleasant. She showed me to a side room with only a window looking out onto the Tyne Bridge and Quayside. It reminded me of the interview type rooms you have at the jobcentre. Anonymous, one desk and a couple of chairs. I sat for 5 minutes and in walked a tall smart suited guy, late 50's, balding, nice teeth, the sort that gets me horny straight away. “Hello Steve” I've marked the door for privacy, no one will walk in”.
He'd asked me earlier in the day to bring a couple of toys, he'd asked what toys I had, it's actually easier to ask what I haven't got. He said he had a kinky request. Would I be able to cum in a condom and seal it up in advance. He'd like to play with it on my arse. Yes nothing wrong with that, it's perfectly safe to play with your own spunk LOL. I took along the condom plus an 8” thick black dildo. He'd asked if I douched my arse, well it's just a normal part of my routine anyway and so yes I am always 100% clean. He asked if I liked being rimmed and that was mighty fine too.
He came over to my side of the desk and put his hands firmly on my arse, a quick flick of my belt and the trousers were down exposing my bare arse (no underwear as requested). He spat on my arse and started working his tongue in my hole, This was getting him all hot and bothered. I turned around to unzip him and pull down his pants but he turned me back around and said he wanted to enjoy my hole and there was time for that later. He spanked my arse a couple of times and then he completely stripped me and bent me back over the desk. He asked me to empty the pre-filled condom in to a plastic cup he'd brought along, he wanted to use my cum as lube for my arse – oh kinky I thought, so I emptied it into a cup and he rubbed some of it over the shaft of the big black dildo and started pushing the toy up my hole.
He was getting very very excited at the sight of the big black dildo each time it came out of my arse, so he dropped his pants and produced a lovely 9” cock. It wasn't long before his cock was up that hole too, using my cum as lube. He fucked away at my arse telling me what a dirty fucking slut I was, having all that anonymous spunk up my arse (his fantasy was to fuck a cum filled arse), he kept pulling his dick out and looking at the sticky spunk as it came out with his dick. He wanted me to tell him when I was ready to cum. I was almost at breaking point when turned me around and started sucking my cock really haard until I dumped a load of cum in his mouth. He then bent me over again put his cock back up my hole and spat all of the cum onto his cock as it pounded my arse, fucking all my spunk back up my arse.
This tipped him over the edge and he shot a massive big load of spunk deep up my arsehole. He pulled his cock out and emptied the contents of the rubber into the cup, poured it over my arse cheeks and licked the whole lot up.
I now remember why I like office cock, filthy mid 50's executives who are as dirty as me.
Wonderful appointment and to think, I get paid to be a slut.
It's a while since I have been to an office. It's always a turn on. A guy I had never met before asked if I would come along to his office in a suit and ask for him by name at reception, so I toddled along and arrived yesterday, as planned at 4.45pm.
The office obviously closes at 5pm, it's an anonymous type building with many companies located in different sections of the building. I went to reception and asked for him by name. They asked me to sign in and his assistant came down and collected me. Nice enough girl, pleasant. She showed me to a side room with only a window looking out onto the Tyne Bridge and Quayside. It reminded me of the interview type rooms you have at the jobcentre. Anonymous, one desk and a couple of chairs. I sat for 5 minutes and in walked a tall smart suited guy, late 50's, balding, nice teeth, the sort that gets me horny straight away. “Hello Steve” I've marked the door for privacy, no one will walk in”.
He'd asked me earlier in the day to bring a couple of toys, he'd asked what toys I had, it's actually easier to ask what I haven't got. He said he had a kinky request. Would I be able to cum in a condom and seal it up in advance. He'd like to play with it on my arse. Yes nothing wrong with that, it's perfectly safe to play with your own spunk LOL. I took along the condom plus an 8” thick black dildo. He'd asked if I douched my arse, well it's just a normal part of my routine anyway and so yes I am always 100% clean. He asked if I liked being rimmed and that was mighty fine too.
He came over to my side of the desk and put his hands firmly on my arse, a quick flick of my belt and the trousers were down exposing my bare arse (no underwear as requested). He spat on my arse and started working his tongue in my hole, This was getting him all hot and bothered. I turned around to unzip him and pull down his pants but he turned me back around and said he wanted to enjoy my hole and there was time for that later. He spanked my arse a couple of times and then he completely stripped me and bent me back over the desk. He asked me to empty the pre-filled condom in to a plastic cup he'd brought along, he wanted to use my cum as lube for my arse – oh kinky I thought, so I emptied it into a cup and he rubbed some of it over the shaft of the big black dildo and started pushing the toy up my hole.
He was getting very very excited at the sight of the big black dildo each time it came out of my arse, so he dropped his pants and produced a lovely 9” cock. It wasn't long before his cock was up that hole too, using my cum as lube. He fucked away at my arse telling me what a dirty fucking slut I was, having all that anonymous spunk up my arse (his fantasy was to fuck a cum filled arse), he kept pulling his dick out and looking at the sticky spunk as it came out with his dick. He wanted me to tell him when I was ready to cum. I was almost at breaking point when turned me around and started sucking my cock really haard until I dumped a load of cum in his mouth. He then bent me over again put his cock back up my hole and spat all of the cum onto his cock as it pounded my arse, fucking all my spunk back up my arse.
This tipped him over the edge and he shot a massive big load of spunk deep up my arsehole. He pulled his cock out and emptied the contents of the rubber into the cup, poured it over my arse cheeks and licked the whole lot up.
I now remember why I like office cock, filthy mid 50's executives who are as dirty as me.
Wonderful appointment and to think, I get paid to be a slut.
Blind Date
18th July 2011
I had a very odd phone call yesterday afternoon from a gentleman asking me if I offered blind dates. To be honest, every new guy I meet is technically a blind date but we tend to skip the courtship side and get straight down to the action LOL.
I said yes, I sort of did blind dates. He was thrilled and asked if we could arrange a blind date and meal sometime later in the week. Yes I said “How long for”. He was looking for a few hours, minimum 2-3 hours and maybe all night if we got on. He asked if I could accommodate, which I found a little perculiar, why would he arrange a blind date with some fun if there was no where to go and I said yes of course I can. I then discovered he's found my number in the local rag and didn't know any details about me. I gave him a brief run down and then went on to discuss prices. “Whoa”, he said “I was looking for a date not to pay”. I was quite taken aback by this and said “Why on earth would a gay male escort spend £100 a month advertising in the local paper to offer free sex to all and sundry, you really need to look up crusing sites or swinging sites if that's what you want”, to which I got the reply “I am not online mate and I am looking for someone to have an affair with on the side because I am married and have no surplus cash, can you just see me the once for drinks and fun, you might end up liking me and want to spend time with me”. No I most certainly can not.
If I fancy a bit of recreational sex, I will find myself some recreational sex but if you ring my escorting phone number and want to hook up it's fair to say that I am going to charge for my time. I thought it was a damn cheek but I will give him 10 out of 10 for having the balls to ask.
I do get it from time to time. I seen a guy a few months back who had one of the biggest cocks I'd had this year and I really bigged him up about it. A few days later I got a text asking me if I liked his cock. Being nice and pleasant I said yes it was lovely. I then got a text asking if I wanted it up me regularly. Yes of course I did. Then came the reply “Ok but as I am so big and you love my juicy cock can we just waive the fee and hook up just for fun”. I didn't reply.
I really don't like to offend anyone so when you're put in that situation what do you do, I'd rather not be confrontational and rude but its a lose lose situation. If you offend him you've lost a client but because he's asked for recreational sex and I've said no I've lost the client anyway. I wish the guys would just look at it the way it's meant to be. They contact me, I see to their needs, they pay me, they go home to their wives and we all get on with our own separate lives without ever having contact with me again until they wish to do so themselves.
Another client asked last week if he could watch me with the next bloke. He booked early evening and I had already told him I had a 9pm booked in. I knew I could easily see both because both guys are active and want to fuck me. So I seen client 1 at 8pm and he hung about and hung about and in the end I said “Dave you're gonna have to get a move on I have my 9pm knocking in 15 mins and he's often early”. I then got the reply “Can I stay and watch and I'll give you a bit more money”. No you bloody well can't LOL. He could if it was prearranged with the three of us in advance but I can't have Paul at 9pm walking in to see Dave from 8pm still loitering about with his tongue on the floor.. I just don't know where it comes from sometimes.
Anyway I'd better get tidying up my working room incase any of my quickies want to pop over at lunch time for non-recreational sex.
I had a very odd phone call yesterday afternoon from a gentleman asking me if I offered blind dates. To be honest, every new guy I meet is technically a blind date but we tend to skip the courtship side and get straight down to the action LOL.
I said yes, I sort of did blind dates. He was thrilled and asked if we could arrange a blind date and meal sometime later in the week. Yes I said “How long for”. He was looking for a few hours, minimum 2-3 hours and maybe all night if we got on. He asked if I could accommodate, which I found a little perculiar, why would he arrange a blind date with some fun if there was no where to go and I said yes of course I can. I then discovered he's found my number in the local rag and didn't know any details about me. I gave him a brief run down and then went on to discuss prices. “Whoa”, he said “I was looking for a date not to pay”. I was quite taken aback by this and said “Why on earth would a gay male escort spend £100 a month advertising in the local paper to offer free sex to all and sundry, you really need to look up crusing sites or swinging sites if that's what you want”, to which I got the reply “I am not online mate and I am looking for someone to have an affair with on the side because I am married and have no surplus cash, can you just see me the once for drinks and fun, you might end up liking me and want to spend time with me”. No I most certainly can not.
If I fancy a bit of recreational sex, I will find myself some recreational sex but if you ring my escorting phone number and want to hook up it's fair to say that I am going to charge for my time. I thought it was a damn cheek but I will give him 10 out of 10 for having the balls to ask.
I do get it from time to time. I seen a guy a few months back who had one of the biggest cocks I'd had this year and I really bigged him up about it. A few days later I got a text asking me if I liked his cock. Being nice and pleasant I said yes it was lovely. I then got a text asking if I wanted it up me regularly. Yes of course I did. Then came the reply “Ok but as I am so big and you love my juicy cock can we just waive the fee and hook up just for fun”. I didn't reply.
I really don't like to offend anyone so when you're put in that situation what do you do, I'd rather not be confrontational and rude but its a lose lose situation. If you offend him you've lost a client but because he's asked for recreational sex and I've said no I've lost the client anyway. I wish the guys would just look at it the way it's meant to be. They contact me, I see to their needs, they pay me, they go home to their wives and we all get on with our own separate lives without ever having contact with me again until they wish to do so themselves.
Another client asked last week if he could watch me with the next bloke. He booked early evening and I had already told him I had a 9pm booked in. I knew I could easily see both because both guys are active and want to fuck me. So I seen client 1 at 8pm and he hung about and hung about and in the end I said “Dave you're gonna have to get a move on I have my 9pm knocking in 15 mins and he's often early”. I then got the reply “Can I stay and watch and I'll give you a bit more money”. No you bloody well can't LOL. He could if it was prearranged with the three of us in advance but I can't have Paul at 9pm walking in to see Dave from 8pm still loitering about with his tongue on the floor.. I just don't know where it comes from sometimes.
Anyway I'd better get tidying up my working room incase any of my quickies want to pop over at lunch time for non-recreational sex.
Looks Like You've Been Working Hard This Morning
17th July 2011
What a hectic weekend I've had, no cock just wine and food with family and friends, three meals out and a demolished case of Virgin Wines lol
I'm getting back into the saddle though today with my first quick blow job arriving in just a few moments. It's not very often I have a night off but I can honestly say that I didn't think about cock once over the last 48 hours but now that I have a guy arriving for a cock sucking session I've been all horny thinking about it. I love the excitement of not knowing what he's going to look like, not knowing if he's going to be a sexy, bald and hairy bloke (my favourite type) and not knowing how his spunk will taste when it shoots in my mouth.
I took Friday and Saturday off, I had relatives coming for the weekend and they were due between 12noon and 1pm, however I got a text off them at 12.30 saying they were just leaving now and would be at mine in about an hour. I had a bottle of wine chilling in the ice bucket on the patio set in the garden and 3 wine glasses sat waiting for their arrival. Minutes later my work phone went and it was my little delivery man who drops off parcels in my street. I've written about him before. He was in my street and wondered if I was available. I wasn't really prepared so I told him he'd have to take me as I was. In he came and it was straight down to business. He says I am too good at the blow jobs and he just can't hold back. After 5-6 minutes of sucking hard on his cock, I was rewarded with a nice juicy load of spunk but I didn't fancy ending it there, so I swallowed the lot and kept my attention focussed on his cock. I knew it was the only cock i'd have between then and Sunday afternoon so I spent another 10 minutes giving him the most intense cock suck of his life. I wasn't rewarded with a second load but he was in total ecstacy because his legs started to buckle with the pleasure. He was well impressed with the unexpected extra service. I just got the bedroom back to normal, sheet away, porn switched off when another of my regular £20 BJ guys sent a text. “In the area in about half an hour any chance you can squeeze me in”. Yeah I said but sooner rather than later please because I had relatives coming at 1.30. 15 minutes later he arrived. Another tasty salty load, I felt such a slut. This was a day I was taking off to prepare some lunch, make beds and sip wine in the garden. I can't even allow myself a day off but when there are cocks there that need sucking and I can squeeze them in then who am I to say no.
My relatives arrived about 10 minutes after my second guy left, I'd quickly tidied up and I'd just sat down on the patio set when in they walked and the first thing they said was “It's alright for some, looks like you've been working hard this morning”. If only they knew.
What a hectic weekend I've had, no cock just wine and food with family and friends, three meals out and a demolished case of Virgin Wines lol
I'm getting back into the saddle though today with my first quick blow job arriving in just a few moments. It's not very often I have a night off but I can honestly say that I didn't think about cock once over the last 48 hours but now that I have a guy arriving for a cock sucking session I've been all horny thinking about it. I love the excitement of not knowing what he's going to look like, not knowing if he's going to be a sexy, bald and hairy bloke (my favourite type) and not knowing how his spunk will taste when it shoots in my mouth.
I took Friday and Saturday off, I had relatives coming for the weekend and they were due between 12noon and 1pm, however I got a text off them at 12.30 saying they were just leaving now and would be at mine in about an hour. I had a bottle of wine chilling in the ice bucket on the patio set in the garden and 3 wine glasses sat waiting for their arrival. Minutes later my work phone went and it was my little delivery man who drops off parcels in my street. I've written about him before. He was in my street and wondered if I was available. I wasn't really prepared so I told him he'd have to take me as I was. In he came and it was straight down to business. He says I am too good at the blow jobs and he just can't hold back. After 5-6 minutes of sucking hard on his cock, I was rewarded with a nice juicy load of spunk but I didn't fancy ending it there, so I swallowed the lot and kept my attention focussed on his cock. I knew it was the only cock i'd have between then and Sunday afternoon so I spent another 10 minutes giving him the most intense cock suck of his life. I wasn't rewarded with a second load but he was in total ecstacy because his legs started to buckle with the pleasure. He was well impressed with the unexpected extra service. I just got the bedroom back to normal, sheet away, porn switched off when another of my regular £20 BJ guys sent a text. “In the area in about half an hour any chance you can squeeze me in”. Yeah I said but sooner rather than later please because I had relatives coming at 1.30. 15 minutes later he arrived. Another tasty salty load, I felt such a slut. This was a day I was taking off to prepare some lunch, make beds and sip wine in the garden. I can't even allow myself a day off but when there are cocks there that need sucking and I can squeeze them in then who am I to say no.
My relatives arrived about 10 minutes after my second guy left, I'd quickly tidied up and I'd just sat down on the patio set when in they walked and the first thing they said was “It's alright for some, looks like you've been working hard this morning”. If only they knew.
Texters
13th July 2011
What do they get out of it. When I first started this work, I would see adverts that said NO TEXT and I used to wonder why. I've never really been bothered with texters until this year but at the minute I can have 5 or 6 on the go each day with guys who have no intentions of booking.
Yesterday, three guys were texting me. One was so illegible that I had to ask what it meant. He said “Hi steve am bobr just got yr numba from the ad u up for me”. I presumed that meant “Hi Steve are you working tonight”, I've no idea yet what bobr meant so I asked him if that's what he was wanting Yes, came the reply. Then the texts started, one question at a time. Now if he seen on online advert he'd have all the stats anyway but I obliged as usual (I never understood though why they can't ask everything in one text) and then came request for pictures. First a face pic (a no no sorry) and then the cock pics. Firstly, I don't send out face pictures to ANYONE, you never know where they are going to end up and what if it was a neighbour trying to cause trouble for me. I don't send cock pics because you don't have a clue who you are sending them to. I don't want a knock on the door accusing me of sending illicit pics to under 18's now do I. I wish these guys would show some sense.
An escort is there to amuse and entertain the client, offer companionship and warmth, not text all night long for nothing. The average texter will send 20 texts if I let him. I don't mind one or two but by the time we get to the fifth I get bored. I always ask them to ring to book anyway. My texts are free on my contract but with picture messages at 35p a shot, if I sent a face/cock pic to everyone who asked then my bill would be over £100 a month. What the texters don't realise is that they're probably one of five texters sending me messages at the same time and that when it gets you down.
They're also impatient. I had a guy text me a few weeks back for a 5pm appointment, yes I said please give me a call. He didnt't and continued texting me then at 2.30pm they stopped. In the meantime I had a 3pm incall for 30 minutes. I put my phone on silent and left it charging on my ipod dock whilst I entertained the client. At 3.35pm I checked the phone, and there were loads of text from this one guy “You got tight ass”, then another “???????” then “You need fuckin”, then “???????” then “Fuck you, you ignorant fucking cunt”. Hmmm, I was busy, I didn't bother to reply to these texts, I don't like language like that being used against me, yes I like guys being vulgar and verbal whilst tackling my arse but not by text like that. What can be fun can also be downright rude and how would he like it if I replied to someone else's texts during his appointment, he'd be a bit pissed off. If I was in his position and text an escort and didn't get a reply I would think he/she was working and would await their reply.
I don't mind texts from known clients, they're usually nice simple “Hi Steve can I see you at 6.30pm”, or often a booking and a request to wear a black jock strap or something but the unknown ones are the bain of an escorts life. Spare a thought when texting me or any other escort. If you want to be taken seriously, send a concise text, asking everything together that you need to know, don't drip feed questions to us, it just really annoys the tits off us and if we don't reply on demand it's because we're busy. If I get fed up with a texter I will tell him, he will get a reply saying “Please ring, no more texts please”. If you're asked to phone, please phone because if you continue to text you'll either be ignored or barred. The most important time of the day is the time I spend with my lovely clients, not the time I spend sending endless texts to people who fancy a bit of amusement
What do they get out of it. When I first started this work, I would see adverts that said NO TEXT and I used to wonder why. I've never really been bothered with texters until this year but at the minute I can have 5 or 6 on the go each day with guys who have no intentions of booking.
Yesterday, three guys were texting me. One was so illegible that I had to ask what it meant. He said “Hi steve am bobr just got yr numba from the ad u up for me”. I presumed that meant “Hi Steve are you working tonight”, I've no idea yet what bobr meant so I asked him if that's what he was wanting Yes, came the reply. Then the texts started, one question at a time. Now if he seen on online advert he'd have all the stats anyway but I obliged as usual (I never understood though why they can't ask everything in one text) and then came request for pictures. First a face pic (a no no sorry) and then the cock pics. Firstly, I don't send out face pictures to ANYONE, you never know where they are going to end up and what if it was a neighbour trying to cause trouble for me. I don't send cock pics because you don't have a clue who you are sending them to. I don't want a knock on the door accusing me of sending illicit pics to under 18's now do I. I wish these guys would show some sense.
An escort is there to amuse and entertain the client, offer companionship and warmth, not text all night long for nothing. The average texter will send 20 texts if I let him. I don't mind one or two but by the time we get to the fifth I get bored. I always ask them to ring to book anyway. My texts are free on my contract but with picture messages at 35p a shot, if I sent a face/cock pic to everyone who asked then my bill would be over £100 a month. What the texters don't realise is that they're probably one of five texters sending me messages at the same time and that when it gets you down.
They're also impatient. I had a guy text me a few weeks back for a 5pm appointment, yes I said please give me a call. He didnt't and continued texting me then at 2.30pm they stopped. In the meantime I had a 3pm incall for 30 minutes. I put my phone on silent and left it charging on my ipod dock whilst I entertained the client. At 3.35pm I checked the phone, and there were loads of text from this one guy “You got tight ass”, then another “???????” then “You need fuckin”, then “???????” then “Fuck you, you ignorant fucking cunt”. Hmmm, I was busy, I didn't bother to reply to these texts, I don't like language like that being used against me, yes I like guys being vulgar and verbal whilst tackling my arse but not by text like that. What can be fun can also be downright rude and how would he like it if I replied to someone else's texts during his appointment, he'd be a bit pissed off. If I was in his position and text an escort and didn't get a reply I would think he/she was working and would await their reply.
I don't mind texts from known clients, they're usually nice simple “Hi Steve can I see you at 6.30pm”, or often a booking and a request to wear a black jock strap or something but the unknown ones are the bain of an escorts life. Spare a thought when texting me or any other escort. If you want to be taken seriously, send a concise text, asking everything together that you need to know, don't drip feed questions to us, it just really annoys the tits off us and if we don't reply on demand it's because we're busy. If I get fed up with a texter I will tell him, he will get a reply saying “Please ring, no more texts please”. If you're asked to phone, please phone because if you continue to text you'll either be ignored or barred. The most important time of the day is the time I spend with my lovely clients, not the time I spend sending endless texts to people who fancy a bit of amusement
My Holes - Your Satisfaction
12th July 2011
I've just had the most amazing fuck from a guy I last seen via AW in January. He's on his way to the airport and asked his taxi if he would drop him at mine on the way. He phoned early this morning and asked me if he could do the anal quickie because he's going to have a taxi waiting around the corner. After reminding him about my need for discretion he explained that he'd already told the taxi driver he was picking up some important papers in Gosforth before his flight and would need quarter of an hour to get them signed and witnessed.
Good job the taxi driver didn't witness what went on LOL.
In he came, 3 piece suit and I could see the hard on growing as we walked along the corridor to the bedroom. I was wearing jogging pants with no underwear (as requested), his other requests were that I was pre-lubed with a butt plug up my ass and be on all fours on the bed straight away. So I did everything as discussed, he simply unzipped his pants, out came the butt plug I'd been clamping my arse muscles onto and his cock went straight up, this guy is big too.
After a few hard strokes, he told me to stand up, he reached over for the butt plug, up went his eight thick inches again, he held steady and then forced the butt plug up my hole too. I was really fucking stretched. He continued to fuck me with the butt plug whilst he held his rock hard piece of meat in there.
Out came the butt plug and the pumping of my arse started again. “That arse is nice and fucking juicy today” he said. He banged away at my hole. “I am going to have to make this a regular fuck now, arse is a much tigher fuck hole for my cock”.
We finished off with me on my knees, sucking away on his impressive tool, he shot a massive load and it went straight down the hatch. Not bad for 10.30. Fucked, DP and a mouthfull of businessman spunk. He zipped up (the suit never came off) and got back into his cab.
I am just hoping there will be a few more as full on as him today. I love having my holes being used by men for their satisfaction, especially quickies, straight in, straight up, no fuss, no chit chat, just me being a slut and him getting what he needs, de-spunked.
I've just had the most amazing fuck from a guy I last seen via AW in January. He's on his way to the airport and asked his taxi if he would drop him at mine on the way. He phoned early this morning and asked me if he could do the anal quickie because he's going to have a taxi waiting around the corner. After reminding him about my need for discretion he explained that he'd already told the taxi driver he was picking up some important papers in Gosforth before his flight and would need quarter of an hour to get them signed and witnessed.
Good job the taxi driver didn't witness what went on LOL.
In he came, 3 piece suit and I could see the hard on growing as we walked along the corridor to the bedroom. I was wearing jogging pants with no underwear (as requested), his other requests were that I was pre-lubed with a butt plug up my ass and be on all fours on the bed straight away. So I did everything as discussed, he simply unzipped his pants, out came the butt plug I'd been clamping my arse muscles onto and his cock went straight up, this guy is big too.
After a few hard strokes, he told me to stand up, he reached over for the butt plug, up went his eight thick inches again, he held steady and then forced the butt plug up my hole too. I was really fucking stretched. He continued to fuck me with the butt plug whilst he held his rock hard piece of meat in there.
Out came the butt plug and the pumping of my arse started again. “That arse is nice and fucking juicy today” he said. He banged away at my hole. “I am going to have to make this a regular fuck now, arse is a much tigher fuck hole for my cock”.
We finished off with me on my knees, sucking away on his impressive tool, he shot a massive load and it went straight down the hatch. Not bad for 10.30. Fucked, DP and a mouthfull of businessman spunk. He zipped up (the suit never came off) and got back into his cab.
I am just hoping there will be a few more as full on as him today. I love having my holes being used by men for their satisfaction, especially quickies, straight in, straight up, no fuss, no chit chat, just me being a slut and him getting what he needs, de-spunked.
Timewasters
9th July 2011
I know I usually post all the funny bits and fun sexy bits of being a gay male escort but today I'll touch on the downside of this work. Men with no intentions of booking an appointment.
I don't often get timewasters but when I do I get two or three in a row. I have had no timewasters for a long time but last Wednesday was the exception. I took an advanced for 12noon the day before and the guy promised to confirm in by 10am. Guess what, no confirmation. Then I took a 2pm appointment, he confirmed it about 45 mins before arrival and I text him the location. 2 pm arrived and went with no sign of him. I chased him up with a text and the reply was “Car problems, have to cancel”. So if he had car problems he would certainly have known well before 2pm, so why not cancel me and why only cancel when chased up on the matter, so he was another one for the barred list.
During the course of the day I had been receiving a number of texts from a guy, asking about this and asking about that (all stuff on my website), he wanted a half hour. He then asked if he could shower at my place after the appointment and could it be after the 30 minutes. I am quite flexible, as those who know me can confirm, so I said yes. 10 minutes isn't going to harm anyone and I can tidy around whilst he's in there. He confirmed and got the location. 30 minutes passed and then I received another text saying “I hope you'll get in with me so I can soap up that arse of yours”. Now hang about here, he's booking for 30 mins but asks for a shower after and expects me to get in with him and perform again. I text back and said “Yes, are we going to make this 45 mins instead then”. This was greeted with silence. He was due within 20 minutes, so I text again. Got a reply 4 minutes before arrival at 6.26pm “Daughter come home – have to cancel – will book again”. Where have I heard that before. If it's not the kids it's the car or he's been called back into work. I text him back with “Please don't bother, I've lost an alternative appointment because of this cancellation and you've messed me about for about 4 hours”. The tirade of abuse that followed. I was called a cunt, faggot, arsehole, cocksucking shit and he asked why I treated customers like that. For a start, he's not a customer. If he'd booked and paid he'd be a customer but if you've never been to Greggs for a pasty you can hardly call yourself a customer can you ? If anyone had cause for complaint it was me, I was the one pissed about and cancelled 4 minutes before arrival , I lost another appointment for 6.45pm and let's face it, he was never going to book. All I said was that I didn't wish to deal with him again and that's my perogative. I didn't like the way I was messed about but because I am a gay faggot cunt arsehole cocksucking shit I should be glad of his business. I think not matey. Using that sort of language with me really shows me what a lucky escape I had, I really don't want to meet people who think of us escorts like that. The top and bottom of it was that he didn't like being told I didn't want his business in future, I don't because I don't like being pissed about. If they were treated like that in their job and cancelled with 4 minutes to go before their shift they'd still expect to be paid. That doesn't happen in this work and it's most annoying when it happens. You can tell when the cancellation is genuine and when it's not. A guy sending you 20 texts in a day who cancels minutes before arrival never had any intention of setting off in the first place.
Luckily, my run of timewasters seemed to last only one day. I am fortunate that most guys are respectful, turn up on time, keep advanced appointments ( or cancel ones they can't with plenty of notice) and don't expect to take the piss. I am extremely flexible with everyone I meet, I give everyone what they want, no one leaves disappointed, however I am not flexible when my time is wasted and i've turned down appointments from people who genuinely wanted to book.
I know I usually post all the funny bits and fun sexy bits of being a gay male escort but today I'll touch on the downside of this work. Men with no intentions of booking an appointment.
I don't often get timewasters but when I do I get two or three in a row. I have had no timewasters for a long time but last Wednesday was the exception. I took an advanced for 12noon the day before and the guy promised to confirm in by 10am. Guess what, no confirmation. Then I took a 2pm appointment, he confirmed it about 45 mins before arrival and I text him the location. 2 pm arrived and went with no sign of him. I chased him up with a text and the reply was “Car problems, have to cancel”. So if he had car problems he would certainly have known well before 2pm, so why not cancel me and why only cancel when chased up on the matter, so he was another one for the barred list.
During the course of the day I had been receiving a number of texts from a guy, asking about this and asking about that (all stuff on my website), he wanted a half hour. He then asked if he could shower at my place after the appointment and could it be after the 30 minutes. I am quite flexible, as those who know me can confirm, so I said yes. 10 minutes isn't going to harm anyone and I can tidy around whilst he's in there. He confirmed and got the location. 30 minutes passed and then I received another text saying “I hope you'll get in with me so I can soap up that arse of yours”. Now hang about here, he's booking for 30 mins but asks for a shower after and expects me to get in with him and perform again. I text back and said “Yes, are we going to make this 45 mins instead then”. This was greeted with silence. He was due within 20 minutes, so I text again. Got a reply 4 minutes before arrival at 6.26pm “Daughter come home – have to cancel – will book again”. Where have I heard that before. If it's not the kids it's the car or he's been called back into work. I text him back with “Please don't bother, I've lost an alternative appointment because of this cancellation and you've messed me about for about 4 hours”. The tirade of abuse that followed. I was called a cunt, faggot, arsehole, cocksucking shit and he asked why I treated customers like that. For a start, he's not a customer. If he'd booked and paid he'd be a customer but if you've never been to Greggs for a pasty you can hardly call yourself a customer can you ? If anyone had cause for complaint it was me, I was the one pissed about and cancelled 4 minutes before arrival , I lost another appointment for 6.45pm and let's face it, he was never going to book. All I said was that I didn't wish to deal with him again and that's my perogative. I didn't like the way I was messed about but because I am a gay faggot cunt arsehole cocksucking shit I should be glad of his business. I think not matey. Using that sort of language with me really shows me what a lucky escape I had, I really don't want to meet people who think of us escorts like that. The top and bottom of it was that he didn't like being told I didn't want his business in future, I don't because I don't like being pissed about. If they were treated like that in their job and cancelled with 4 minutes to go before their shift they'd still expect to be paid. That doesn't happen in this work and it's most annoying when it happens. You can tell when the cancellation is genuine and when it's not. A guy sending you 20 texts in a day who cancels minutes before arrival never had any intention of setting off in the first place.
Luckily, my run of timewasters seemed to last only one day. I am fortunate that most guys are respectful, turn up on time, keep advanced appointments ( or cancel ones they can't with plenty of notice) and don't expect to take the piss. I am extremely flexible with everyone I meet, I give everyone what they want, no one leaves disappointed, however I am not flexible when my time is wasted and i've turned down appointments from people who genuinely wanted to book.
Franks Autos
4th July 2011
There's always something exciting about visting guys at work, I find it quite a thrill, especially if it's to an office and I am greeted at reception by my client. There's something dirty and naughty about it.
Last Friday, I received a call from a guy who had a used car business, he asked if I did office visits. Yes, not a problem. He told me the address and the location of the business, as it was a bit futher than I would normally travel I asked for the telephone number of his business so I could call him back. I wasn't driving all that way to be messed about. Call made, everything checked out fine and so I set off.
I arrived a little ahead of time and so drove past and parked up for 5-6 minutes. I noticed that his office looked like one of those portakabin things, not that it bothered me.
My client, lets call him Frank (as in Butcher because he had a car lot), was smartly dressed and was still seeing to a customer when I arrived. He asked me to wait in the office for a few moments whilst he sorted out the customer. All done and dusted he walked into the portakabin and locked the door behind him. The blinds were already tilted.
Sorted out the fee and then he asked me to drop my pants and get over the desk. No sooner was I over the desk and I felt his cock prodding against my arse. He was looking for action and quick. In went his cock, I couldn't at this stage work out how big it was because I'd not yet seen it, I was over the desk with his cock stuffed up me to the hilt. The fucking didn't last that long and then he pulled out and sat down on his office chair. “Can you get under the desk Steve and suck me off”. Gladly.
I sucked him off for about 5 or 6 minutes, there was no sign of any spunk so then he bent over the desk and said “Fuck me so hard I won't be able to sit down”, naturally I obliged and got straight up his arse without too much bother. I fucked him for about 10 minutes, his arse was wet and moist and he was just loving it. He asked me to pull out and get over the desk again, he whipped off the belt on his trousers, and started whipping my bare arse with his strap (not hard I may add LOL, I am not into pain) and kept telling me what a filthy fucking bum boy I was, whilst fingering my arse crack and rubbing his cock up and down my hole.
I could hear people milling about outside. “It's ok I've put a note on the door”. So we carried on as normal with him back up my arse. It was quite odd hearing people talking and chatting about cars within about 7 ft of where you were getting fucked. Anyway, job done, he'd cum (loads I may add), I smartened myself up and he walked out of the door with me. In front of customers he said “Cheers Steve, I'll get you a valuation for your car in the post”, then turned around and chatted onto customers like nothing had happened.
See......... you never know what goes on behind closed doors.
Trucker Fucker
29th June 2011
It got to about 6pm last night and I was contemplating a bath and a glass of Chenin Blanc when my phone went. Nice sounding accent, he asked if I was working and I said yes. “Could you do an outcall to Stannington for 10pm”. I was quite happy with that, then he added “I am in a truck parked up”. Oooh, trucker, a breed of men I never turn down.
I followed his instructions, parked well away and got to his truck and phoned him as instructed. Got to the side of the cab and he gave me a helping hand up to the cab. “Nice fine legs you have there mister” he said. “Let's me get you in the back of the cab”. I moved over to the back of the cab and his hands slapped firmly on my arse. “Get those fucking jeans off and get sat on my fucking face”. Within about 3 minutes of entering his cab, his tongue was entering my arse. “Hmmmm, fucking tasty hole, how many fucking men have been up there today”.
After about 5 minutes of heavenly arse licking he got me on all fours and rubbed his thick 6” cock up and down my arse crack. “Giving that a good seeing to in a minute, let me rub my raw cock on your fuck hole”.
He pushed me over onto my back, climbed on top of me coming closer and closer to my face and stuffed his fat cock in my mouth. “Suck that trucker dick you little cocksucker”. He banged it in and out of my mouth and then out came the biggest fucking load in ages. I didn't have a tissue or cloth nearby so the only route for it was to swallow. Down went a massive fuck load of spunk.
“Put those pants on and we'll get some fresh air, you're still good for the rest of the hour arn't you” he asked. Well he booked for the hour so why not. We both climbed down and stood outside the cab. Tuesday night was a nice clear night in Northumberland and it was still lightish. His truck was parked up on a type of makeshift layby and there was a fence and a hedge to the side. There was no passing traffic so we stood up against the fence. Next thing I knew he hands were all over my crotch. Down went the zip and in his mouth went my cock. “Got to have something to occupy my time until my balls fill up again mate”. Sucked me off, almost to completion, I was almost there when the jeans came down, he turned me around and his cock started growing, I knelt down to my bag, got out my lube and things and up went his cock. I was being fucked up against a fence, with one leg cocked up on the first bar and my arse being cocked by a horny trucker. He really did stretch my arse, it's the girth that you can feel more than the length and he fucked away at my hole, banging at it, slapping at it, calling me his bitch boy. This mid 40's trucker certainly knew how to fuck arse. He was close to cumming and then he asked me where I wanted it. “All over my cock”, I said. He pulled out and wanked a second load off over my cock, then wanked me off and I shot my load all over the fence..
He invited me back into the cab for a cup of tea, both de-spunked. I sat next to him, normal chit chat, about nothing, told me where he was off to next day and then it was time to go. Truckers ...... real sex gods on the road.
It got to about 6pm last night and I was contemplating a bath and a glass of Chenin Blanc when my phone went. Nice sounding accent, he asked if I was working and I said yes. “Could you do an outcall to Stannington for 10pm”. I was quite happy with that, then he added “I am in a truck parked up”. Oooh, trucker, a breed of men I never turn down.
I followed his instructions, parked well away and got to his truck and phoned him as instructed. Got to the side of the cab and he gave me a helping hand up to the cab. “Nice fine legs you have there mister” he said. “Let's me get you in the back of the cab”. I moved over to the back of the cab and his hands slapped firmly on my arse. “Get those fucking jeans off and get sat on my fucking face”. Within about 3 minutes of entering his cab, his tongue was entering my arse. “Hmmmm, fucking tasty hole, how many fucking men have been up there today”.
After about 5 minutes of heavenly arse licking he got me on all fours and rubbed his thick 6” cock up and down my arse crack. “Giving that a good seeing to in a minute, let me rub my raw cock on your fuck hole”.
He pushed me over onto my back, climbed on top of me coming closer and closer to my face and stuffed his fat cock in my mouth. “Suck that trucker dick you little cocksucker”. He banged it in and out of my mouth and then out came the biggest fucking load in ages. I didn't have a tissue or cloth nearby so the only route for it was to swallow. Down went a massive fuck load of spunk.
“Put those pants on and we'll get some fresh air, you're still good for the rest of the hour arn't you” he asked. Well he booked for the hour so why not. We both climbed down and stood outside the cab. Tuesday night was a nice clear night in Northumberland and it was still lightish. His truck was parked up on a type of makeshift layby and there was a fence and a hedge to the side. There was no passing traffic so we stood up against the fence. Next thing I knew he hands were all over my crotch. Down went the zip and in his mouth went my cock. “Got to have something to occupy my time until my balls fill up again mate”. Sucked me off, almost to completion, I was almost there when the jeans came down, he turned me around and his cock started growing, I knelt down to my bag, got out my lube and things and up went his cock. I was being fucked up against a fence, with one leg cocked up on the first bar and my arse being cocked by a horny trucker. He really did stretch my arse, it's the girth that you can feel more than the length and he fucked away at my hole, banging at it, slapping at it, calling me his bitch boy. This mid 40's trucker certainly knew how to fuck arse. He was close to cumming and then he asked me where I wanted it. “All over my cock”, I said. He pulled out and wanked a second load off over my cock, then wanked me off and I shot my load all over the fence..
He invited me back into the cab for a cup of tea, both de-spunked. I sat next to him, normal chit chat, about nothing, told me where he was off to next day and then it was time to go. Truckers ...... real sex gods on the road.
I Love Cock Up My Arse
28th June 2011
Don't beat around the bush, if you book an appointment with me and want my arse, just take it.
There's nothing like an arrogant top who puts his hands on your arse and wants to be in there. There's nothing like the feel of a nice tight experienced fuck hole when your cock penetrates it. There's nothing like the sight of a freshly fucked arse when your cock comes out and it's gaping open.
My arse is immaculately clean, inside and out, I have mentioned this on numerous occasions before. When you take your cock out of it, your cock will be as clean as it was when it went in. I take pride in providing the best arse fucking service in Newcastle so you're always assured that my hole will be warm, available, clean and fuckable.
A few guys I have seen recently have been a little afraid of taking my arse. They didn't want to bring the subject up. Well you've read my blog and found out what I get up to, so you know I am quite open to suggestion. I do more or less anything within reason, so if you want it, just have it. I love being fucked. I love big burly hairy blokes fucking away at my arse, I love bouncer types fingering my hole between fucks, I love being eaten out by horny married men, I love being used by truck drivers and delivery men. I love having my arse slapped and being told I am a dirty cum hungry fucking slut. I love everything about being fucked so you're doing me a service by putting that cock up there. I love 5” cocks, I love 9” thick cocks. I can take a whole 9” all the way to the balls, come and see how much fucking cock my arse can take.
You can fuck me from as little as £30. You will NOT be disappointed and you will want to fuck it again and again and again and you'll all realise what a dirty fuck slut escort I really am.
Don't beat around the bush, if you book an appointment with me and want my arse, just take it.
There's nothing like an arrogant top who puts his hands on your arse and wants to be in there. There's nothing like the feel of a nice tight experienced fuck hole when your cock penetrates it. There's nothing like the sight of a freshly fucked arse when your cock comes out and it's gaping open.
My arse is immaculately clean, inside and out, I have mentioned this on numerous occasions before. When you take your cock out of it, your cock will be as clean as it was when it went in. I take pride in providing the best arse fucking service in Newcastle so you're always assured that my hole will be warm, available, clean and fuckable.
A few guys I have seen recently have been a little afraid of taking my arse. They didn't want to bring the subject up. Well you've read my blog and found out what I get up to, so you know I am quite open to suggestion. I do more or less anything within reason, so if you want it, just have it. I love being fucked. I love big burly hairy blokes fucking away at my arse, I love bouncer types fingering my hole between fucks, I love being eaten out by horny married men, I love being used by truck drivers and delivery men. I love having my arse slapped and being told I am a dirty cum hungry fucking slut. I love everything about being fucked so you're doing me a service by putting that cock up there. I love 5” cocks, I love 9” thick cocks. I can take a whole 9” all the way to the balls, come and see how much fucking cock my arse can take.
You can fuck me from as little as £30. You will NOT be disappointed and you will want to fuck it again and again and again and you'll all realise what a dirty fuck slut escort I really am.
Please ................... Cum In My Mouth
26th June 2011
I would be really offended if a guy came to see me and thought he couldn't spunk in my mouth but it seems there's a lot of it about from the recent feedback I've had from clients. Just for the record, every bloke who comes to see me, can gladly dump all of his spunk in my mouth. Please do it, I would prefer you to come in my mouth than not.
I seen a guy a few days back who went to visit a gay escort, who sucked with a condom on. Oh now come on, it's about common sense here. I think that's being clinical to the extreme and what pleasure does a client get from having to wear a condom to be sucked off.
Then, I heard about another experience one of my clients had with a guy from outside the area, he did oral uncovered but the client had to signal when he was going to spunk so he could pull away. I will admit, I am not awfully fond of the taste of spunk, but I don't mind it when it goes straight down and if it's lingering I just take a tissue and remove it from my mouth and then wash my mouth out with strong mouthwash.
I've been sucking cock since I was 18, I have never caught any nasties EVER. I would be horrified if any clients came to visit me and thought it would be with a condom. I will however offer oral with a condom if a client insists.
A week or so back, I seen a lovely guy who was dying to fuck an arse. He was straight, had booked female escorts but was tiring of them offering services they didn't fancy doing once he was there. He booked escorts primarily for anal sex, however his last lady decided on the day she didn't do that and so he left disappointed. He came to see me and I let him fuck my arse, finger my arse and lick it out until his heart was content. He loved the experience (well I think he did by the hard fucking I got) and so again, I was as accommodating as I could be and again, any guy coming here can fuck me, it's never off limits. Basically if I say I do something then you can rest assured that I do it.
I would be really offended if a guy came to see me and thought he couldn't spunk in my mouth but it seems there's a lot of it about from the recent feedback I've had from clients. Just for the record, every bloke who comes to see me, can gladly dump all of his spunk in my mouth. Please do it, I would prefer you to come in my mouth than not.
I seen a guy a few days back who went to visit a gay escort, who sucked with a condom on. Oh now come on, it's about common sense here. I think that's being clinical to the extreme and what pleasure does a client get from having to wear a condom to be sucked off.
Then, I heard about another experience one of my clients had with a guy from outside the area, he did oral uncovered but the client had to signal when he was going to spunk so he could pull away. I will admit, I am not awfully fond of the taste of spunk, but I don't mind it when it goes straight down and if it's lingering I just take a tissue and remove it from my mouth and then wash my mouth out with strong mouthwash.
I've been sucking cock since I was 18, I have never caught any nasties EVER. I would be horrified if any clients came to visit me and thought it would be with a condom. I will however offer oral with a condom if a client insists.
A week or so back, I seen a lovely guy who was dying to fuck an arse. He was straight, had booked female escorts but was tiring of them offering services they didn't fancy doing once he was there. He booked escorts primarily for anal sex, however his last lady decided on the day she didn't do that and so he left disappointed. He came to see me and I let him fuck my arse, finger my arse and lick it out until his heart was content. He loved the experience (well I think he did by the hard fucking I got) and so again, I was as accommodating as I could be and again, any guy coming here can fuck me, it's never off limits. Basically if I say I do something then you can rest assured that I do it.
Go Green - Do It In The Woods
26th June 2011
I've got a little regular guy who I see now and again, he's just a quick £20 blow job, which I don't mind because he pops by every week. He sent me a text and asked if I would meet him in a layby near Ponteland. Normally I don't do outdoors, it's not my thing, he asked me to meet him near Horton Grange Hotel. It's only about 10 minutes away and so I obliged.
Drove up to the layby, pulled in and he asked me to follow him. Took me to a wooded spot about 10 minutes away from the hotel and I followed him into the trees. “Drop those fucking pants, I am going to fuck you over that tree”. So down went my pants and up went his cock. “Dirty fucking gay cunt, take this fucking dick balls deep”. Oh what a turn on. I love verbal !!
It seems he'd been thinking about fucking me in the woods for some time. It was his fantasy whilst I was on all fours each time he booked a quick blow job appointment. He needed to experience outdoor fucking and who better with than the guy who services his cock every week. It was odd though, in all the time I'd seen him he'd never shown any interest in my arse.
So here we are fucking away in this forest and we heard a rustle. Shit.... someone had been watching us fucking over the tree. The guy came out from the undergrowth ahead and started rubbing his cock, it was obvious he was up for fun. Realising it was ok, I relaxed again. The other guy came over and started playing with his cock. My client said “This is the whore I've booked and paid for”. Give him £20 and he'll suck your cock too, so this smart business guy took £40 out of his wallet and said “Nah I'll fuck the slut”. It seems I'd been set up. Not only did he want to get me to a wooded area but he got a bloke off a message board to come and fuck me too. My client pulled his cock out of my gaping arsehole and his mate went straight up. WOW I was in fucking heaven, tall, hairy 'tached bloke up my arse and my regular in my mouth, in the woods. I felt like a cheap tart being used by two bisexual men for their gratification. It wasn't long before he was ready to cum and so I knelt down on the ground and had both of them wank their cum into my mouth. It's was really fucking horny. Two big blokes spunking over an escort in a wooded area just outside Ponteland. Both shot their loads all over my face, most of it in my mouth and then both of them finished off by putting their cocks in my mouth and having me clean them up. They then zipped up and left. I followed out about 5 minutes later, still with that after taste of spunk in my mouth, feeling a little abused hahaha.
I got back in the car and got a text and it said “It's my birthday today, I gave the other bloke the £40 to pay you with, see you next week you dirt fucking cum slut, hope you enjoyed living out my fantasy for me, two blokes paying for a slut in the woods”
Too right I did !!!!
I've got a little regular guy who I see now and again, he's just a quick £20 blow job, which I don't mind because he pops by every week. He sent me a text and asked if I would meet him in a layby near Ponteland. Normally I don't do outdoors, it's not my thing, he asked me to meet him near Horton Grange Hotel. It's only about 10 minutes away and so I obliged.
Drove up to the layby, pulled in and he asked me to follow him. Took me to a wooded spot about 10 minutes away from the hotel and I followed him into the trees. “Drop those fucking pants, I am going to fuck you over that tree”. So down went my pants and up went his cock. “Dirty fucking gay cunt, take this fucking dick balls deep”. Oh what a turn on. I love verbal !!
It seems he'd been thinking about fucking me in the woods for some time. It was his fantasy whilst I was on all fours each time he booked a quick blow job appointment. He needed to experience outdoor fucking and who better with than the guy who services his cock every week. It was odd though, in all the time I'd seen him he'd never shown any interest in my arse.
So here we are fucking away in this forest and we heard a rustle. Shit.... someone had been watching us fucking over the tree. The guy came out from the undergrowth ahead and started rubbing his cock, it was obvious he was up for fun. Realising it was ok, I relaxed again. The other guy came over and started playing with his cock. My client said “This is the whore I've booked and paid for”. Give him £20 and he'll suck your cock too, so this smart business guy took £40 out of his wallet and said “Nah I'll fuck the slut”. It seems I'd been set up. Not only did he want to get me to a wooded area but he got a bloke off a message board to come and fuck me too. My client pulled his cock out of my gaping arsehole and his mate went straight up. WOW I was in fucking heaven, tall, hairy 'tached bloke up my arse and my regular in my mouth, in the woods. I felt like a cheap tart being used by two bisexual men for their gratification. It wasn't long before he was ready to cum and so I knelt down on the ground and had both of them wank their cum into my mouth. It's was really fucking horny. Two big blokes spunking over an escort in a wooded area just outside Ponteland. Both shot their loads all over my face, most of it in my mouth and then both of them finished off by putting their cocks in my mouth and having me clean them up. They then zipped up and left. I followed out about 5 minutes later, still with that after taste of spunk in my mouth, feeling a little abused hahaha.
I got back in the car and got a text and it said “It's my birthday today, I gave the other bloke the £40 to pay you with, see you next week you dirt fucking cum slut, hope you enjoyed living out my fantasy for me, two blokes paying for a slut in the woods”
Too right I did !!!!
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