1. Sebastian - The Male Escort - Part 2 of 6


    Date: 10/23/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Author: jasonshomoerotica, Rating: 1, Source: LushStories

    place where I could work out myself a few times each week. So, I called Jonathan’s Gym, and talked to the owner, Jonathan, himself, telling him about my athletic prowess and so forth. Well, the upshot was that he asked me to come along to the gym straight away so that he could see me in person. For those of you who are not familiar with New York, that vast green area called Central Park is a great divider and separates night (the West) from day (the East) and Jonathan’s East Side Gym, was a really upmarket establishment, with every conceivable amenity, an absolute necessity in attracting rich, young New Yorkers. Of course I was not one of these in that I was not in any way rich, but this did not matter, as I came from a private school, spoke well and had an upmarket name. Jonathan himself was a well set-up guy, aged about thirty at a guess, and he and I hit it off immediately, so I got the job, which did not pay a huge salary, some $600 per week, which was sure better than nothing. But Jonathan Smithers to give him his full name, also said that I could use the facilities myself in my spare time, which was a huge plus, as I absolutely needed a gym in which to work-out, which I could now do for free. Jonathan expected me to work a five day-forty hour week. The gym was open from eight in the morning until eleven at night and there were four trainers in addition to me; we were able to arrange our shifts to suit ourselves, as long as there were always two trainers on duty at any ...
    one time, which suited me just fine as I could spend time during the day trying to find a more permanent post. The work was not onerous and consisted mainly of advising clients about the best type of exercise to achieve their hoped-for goals. Jonathan’s was not an overtly homosexual establishment, but at a guess, I thought that the clientele was more or less evenly split between gays and straight guys. Nor was Jonathan’s a naked gym and all clients had to wear at least a pair of training shorts, However, I noticed that some of the more adventurous guys were working out in thongs, so that there was always lots of naked flesh and bulging crotches to look at; and look at it I did and with great pleasure, I might add! To any gay, there is always a great attraction in looking at another guy’s tools, and even though no one trained naked, there was a good deal of attractive crotch bulge to admire and to allow one to stretch one’s imagination as to what was concealed might look like if ever it saw the light of day. I can tell you I needed to keep strict control of my own cock as just looking at some of the better equipped guys, made my man-meat stir uncomfortably. Not for nothing is it sometimes referred to as one’s uncontrollable flesh. It tells you what it wants you to do, but it is up to you, its owner, to keep control. At the end of the day, it is much like walking a dog. Which so often would take over and drag the owner around; how often one sees it! I can quite easily see how ...
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