It was yet another of those nights, the ones that start off badly. I had just finished with a customer of mine and he was only a total waste of my time. The only thing he wanted to do was to get off. He didn’t bother making out nicely. Heck, he didn’t even bathe! Disgusting! Things are usually fine when working with London escorts. This was just one of those exceptions which you wish you had a reduced amount of.
I went to the bar after him, just to get that bad taste off my mouth; and sat at the corner. Scotch is my personal drink of choice, and a 21-year old scotch was perfect that night. I still remember my ensemble for that night. It had been a slender fit outfit which was black in color. It absolutely was hot and I didn’t mind if anyone was hitting on me. The one thing I could possibly think of is acquiring a stiff one. (No, I’m not talking about the one you’re thinking about)
All of a sudden, this person came out of nowhere and sat beside me. I was already all set with my sarcastic remarks if he tried employing any bad pickup lines. Rather, he said to me, “I'll have what you are having.” I just had to turn to him, with one eyebrow raised, “Excuse me?”
That's when he gave me his spiel. He stated something like, if I knew what size his cock was and what he can do with it, I would be buying him a drink. He did all of that having a casual, but non-cocky appearance. Certainly, I really could tell he was a little bashful. His eyes smiled as his lips curled up into a boyish smile. He stared down (most probably, at my tits), and would not meet my stare.
Is this dude for real? I can only think of that. But, at the same time, I have to acknowledge he's sweet. Cute men with a little shyness about them are my kryptonite.
Therefore I chose to challenge him. I said I’ll have to check out something first. And I came clean with my deal, about how I worked with London escorts and all. I was trying to get him to feel uneasy. He'd figure I'd seen my share of dicks. Would he still be proud of his?
He merely smiled. Because it was a bit dark where we were, I moved my hand in direction of his crotch. He already had a semi, and I was inquisitive... and yes, a bit damp between my thighs. I ripped down his zipper and wrapped my hands around his cock. It had been a little brash of me, now that I think of it. In fact, it was a public bar. But hey, it absolutely was dark enough and we were within a corner. In addition, he’s the one that has his dick out in the open, not me!
I rubbed his dick up and down. I was craving to see his erection. I desired to watch him get all excited with his face flushed. He was hung! You've got to give it to the guy, I have not had my hands on a cock as huge as his!
Naturally, I ended up him buying him a drink and we went over to his place. A huge cock saves the day!