1. Sebastian The Male Escort - Part 6/6 - Conclusion


    Date: 9/1/2017, Categories: Gay Male, Author: jasonshomoerotica, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    So now here I was, facing my second week as barman a Mike’s place, with an appointment to service a city businessman on Monday afternoon, just one week after my ‘debut’ on the New York copulation trail. In spite of this firm appointment, and success to date, I wondered if luck would still be with me. But in fact my worries were unfounded, for just as Craig had prophesied, my second week in Mike’s bar produce another crop of visiting cards from men asking me to give them a call and so it went on from there, week after week. Within a month of starting a Mike’s bar, I was servicing three or four paying clients a week, usually during the afternoon hours when I was off duty in the bar. On the odd afternoon where I had no client appointment, Mike used to invite me upstairs to his apartment to spend some ‘quality time” together. He and I really got on very well together, and we both appreciated having an agreeable partner to fuck, in-house as it were. I asked myself why he never had sex with any of his other young employees behind the bar, as they are all gay, but he never did, so more and more I began to believe that I was, in reality, someone special. Some evenings I had a client appointment in which case I got back home, late. I had started to call Craig’s apartment home, as it was, for me, the only home I had ever really known since I was eleven years old and had been packed off to the Sheldon Academy by Aunt Agatha. I knew that with Craig’s plans for marriage, it could not ...
    last much beyond the end of the year, if that, but for that brief period, it was truly a home for me. Craig wanted sex with me as often as I could give it to him and as time passed his ever increasing enthusiasm for copulating with me reinforced my view that he would, ultimately have to admit himself that he was a true gay and drop all ideas of marrying Caroline. But as we shall see later on, it did not happen at all like that, which is unfortunate, for as events took their course, they led to a lot of grief, which could have been avoided if Craig had only had the courage to look at himself firmly in the face and to accept his true self; but he did not, and things just went on. I did not personally mind, as I enjoyed sex with Craig just as much as with Mike, or for that matter with Jonathan, who became a regular ‘sporting fixture’ after my Saturday morning workouts at his gym. But it saddened me to think that Craig was heading towards disaster: I could only hope that I was wrong, but I doubted it. However, applying the principle, least said, quickest mended, I refrained from making any comment on what seemed to me to be Craig’s rush towards disaster. My own life in New York continued developing and my client base grew steadily, until towards the end of the year I finally had to tell Mike that I would be leaving my job as barman. “I have been expecting it for quite a while,” he said, “as I could see from the beginning that working here would just be a stepping stone to greater ...
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