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


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

    my future life.” It was with great relief that I realised that the whole matter had gone so smoothly. I had hardly imagined that Craig would have reacted in the way that he did, but it was by now clear to me the writing had been on the wall for Craig himself and my words had merely acted as a catalyst to start him on the road to the acceptance of the truth. “Come on” he said, bouncing back into a happier state, let’s shower and go out to dinner,” which we did and Craig splurged on a bottle of champagne to celebrate his ‘liberation’ as he put it. Chapter 23 Having got over that hurdle, it was now time for me to face my own inner problem, which had been growing on me for the past several months. In my relations with Craig, Mike and Jonathan, and these were the only guys with whom I had recreational sex, I suddenly realised one day that I had never been truly intimate with any of them. What exactly do I mean by ‘truly intimate’? Well in terms of copulating with these guys, we never held back at all, but I personally, never actually kissed one of my friends on the lips or slept in the same bed together as lovers do. We caressed each other bodies, sucked each other’s cocks and, when we fucked, often got into a really tight clinch with one another. But, and it is a big but, I personally never made lip to lip contact with any of my three friends. What they did among themselves, when I was not involved, I cannot say. But, for myself, I never ever kissed any of my three sex partners, ...
    on the mouth. It just seemed to me to be the most intimate of all the sex acts; ridiculous really, when you think of what we did to each other as we fucked butt and sucked cock, but there it was: it as the way I felt and saw things. I never voiced this feeling to any of my three friends, but I guess each of them realised that this was an unspoken, no-go area and to their credit, they never tried to breach the boundary. You might think that sticking your cock up another man’s arse hole and shooting him a dose of your sperm was as intimate an act as two men could perform together, but I realised that the simple act of kissing was, in fact a much more intimate gesture than fucking a guy could ever be. Fucking was a merely a means of releasing inner sexual tension. Men do it all the time with prostitutes for whom they had absolutely no spiritual feeling. I had never ever wanted to kiss any of my three sex partners, nor I think, they me: not even Craig, who was my closest friend. And as he had said right at the beginning we were just flat mates albeit flat mates who liked to fuck each other, but flatmates nevertheless. And it was as flat mates we remained until the day when I finally found the love of my life, but that is another story. It was quite significant each one of the four of us lived alone. We socialised with each other and copulated together like rabbits but at the end of the day beyond the physical sex acts we performed together, we had no true spiritual relationship ...
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