Saturday, August 05, 2006

A kinky session with an English guy

It's the first Saturday in July, and England will be playing Portugal in the soccer World Cup later. When I get back from the gym around lunchtime, I log on to gaydar and after about half an hour or so, a cute looking English guy starts chatting to me. Having been quite international recently (American, Singaporean, Chinese, Italian, French), I can't helping thinking that a bit of 'home-grown' would be quite nice :-).

We're getting on quite well chatting to each other when he has a surprise for me:

guy: Actually I've got a kink
GB: uh-huh?
guy: I'll need you to shout at me and call me a dirty whore
GB: OK np
guy: you'll have to pay me something too of course, or it won't be realistic

Hmmmm, now I'm not so sure about him! Is this guy really just a rent boy? On gaydar, rent boys have to get themselves 'commercial' profiles, so perhaps this guy is just trying to avoid the charges for a commercial profile?

Still, I don't think anything of taking cabs half-way across London to meet nice looking guys, and cabs can sometimes be quite expensive. If he's genuine, I guess I could make a small token payment, just to see what it feels like to pay for sex!

GB: well OK I guess. I suppose I could pay you a couple of quid
guy: A couple of quid?? That's not very realistic! Anyway, I'm def worth more than that mate!
GB: Hmmmm, well I don't pay for it mate! There's plenty of great guys around who don't charge a penny. How much do you want anyway?
guy: It's only for fun. Tell you what m8, £20 and I'm all yours! If I was an escort it would be at least £100!

True, I'm fairly sure the price for escorts and rent boys is much more than £20!

GB: well if it's only for fun, a tenner should be enough right? So I'll pay you £10 if you want
guy: OK, but you've got to call me a dirty slut too!

Actually it's me who's going to feel dirty paying for sex! While I'm getting the details of where he lives from him, and agreeing the role-play script, he ends up saying that I don't have to pay him anything if I don't want, which makes me feel better about the situation. But I said I'd pay a tenner so I resolve to go through with it.

It takes about 20 minutes to reach him. On the way over I send him a txt msg

GB: u better give me a good service u dirty slut

I can't help thinking it's him who should be paying me for getting properly into character!

On arrival, I follow the script perfectly. He buzzes me into the foyer and as promised, when I reach the door to his apartment it's not locked so I walk straight in. He's sitting naked on the sofa, wanking furiously, watching porn on the enormous TV in the corner.

"Stop that you dirty whore", I say in the gruffest voice I can manage, "you're going to service me now!"

I slap the £10 on the table in front of him, and start stripping off. He doesn't say a word, and just looks at me in awe.

"Get me a glass of water you dirty slut!"

In the time it takes him to fetch the water for me, I've stripped off completely. My abusive talking seems to have had the desired effect on him because he's rock hard. After I've caught up, we have an enjoyable, albeit slightly kinky time together :-).

Afterwards, he turns out to be a lovely, friendly guy. "So what are you going to spend the tenner on?" I ask him.

"Probably just some cheap wine from the corner shop", he sighs.

"Something pornographic might be more appropriate", I say laughing. He grins at me, as though that's his real plan that he doesn't want to admit to!

As we chat, he tells me that he had a boyfriend for a few years, but they split up last year.

"So you didn't fancy going to Pride this year then?" he asks casually, during the conversation.

"What? Gay Pride? Is that today?" I say dumbstruck.

"Yes!" he says grinning, "You've certainly got your finger on the pulse haven't you mate!"

"I thought the only event worth knowing about today was the the game tonight!" I say laughing. "Actually I don't usually go to gay-oriented events like that these days. Why aren't you there anyway?"

"Talking of football, there's a really horny footie porn movie on this system", he says with a glint in his eye, avoiding the question. "All these exceptionally cute northern lads end up having an orgy in the changing rooms after a game of footie :-). Let me see if I can find it."

It turns out that the TV in the corner of the room is hooked into an amazing collection of videos of all sorts, including lots of gay porn of course. "Ahhh, here it is."

We sit watching the porn movie for a while, and it is quite horny. But I don't want to overstay my welcome. "I guess I should be going", I say standing up.

While the guy carries on watching the movie, still naked, I put my kit on and get ready to leave.

"That looks like quite a fun movie", I say, slightly enviously, "Are you going to watch it?"

"Well I'll probably watch a bit of it", he says. And we look at each other, wondering who's going to speak first.

"Perhaps I should stay and watch a bit of it with you?" I say tentatively.

"Yes sure", he says, suddenly with a very friendly tone in his voice, "would you like something to drink?"

Soon I've got my kit off again, and we're relaxing with each other, sharing a bottle of white wine which he had in the fridge. And slowly but surely, it turns into a double cum session!

"So do you often get guys to come over here and pay for your services?" I ask afterwards.

"No, it was just an idea I had this morning actually! But I do like to experiment. The last idea I had was to get a guy from gaydar to come round and tie me up."

"Isn't that dangerous, I mean, a guy from gaydar who you don't know?"

"Well maybe", he says very casually, "but it worked. I got hard very quickly and ended up hitting the wall behind the bed with my cum!"

We carry on chatting for a while more.

"Actually we chatted to each other on gaydar a few months ago", he says as I start to get ready to leave.

"Really, I don't remember!"

"Well I was using a different profile name then", he says, before telling me the profile name that he used to use. Although I only get to meet a few of the guys that I speak to online, funnily enough I do in fact remember this guy with his old profile name
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"But as I recall you said you could never accommodate because of your flatmate."

"Yes true", he says, "he's often around, but today he's gone to pride :-)."

"Hope to see you again sometime", he says as he sees me out, "and next time I'll give you a discount!"

Cheeky! Even though it was indeed a bit of harmless fun, I did actually pay the guy £10 for the session. I don't want to get a taste for rent boys though, otherwise life could become very expensive!

10 comments:

Future I-Banker said...

Haha, I see the investment banker side of you now :)

Life of a Banana said...

you stayed for his tv harddrive.

muse-ic said...

i hope you got a receipt!

Jay said...

"Get me a glass of water you dirty slut!"

LOL!

I'm totally split down the middle about this salaried sex business. On the one hand, some of the rent boys in the gay rags are SO hot that I'm tempted to 'give myself a treat'. On the other hand, I can't help thinking that I should be the one getting paid!

A tenner sounds cheap, though I think you should take your taxi fare and travelling time into account.

All in all it sounds like you had a better Pride than I did.

closetalk said...

hehehe. i atually got a hardon while reading this one! LMAO

Will said...

Isn't it lovely when surprises like this come along--AND you got in on a buy-one-get-one-free sale!

Anonymous said...

I hope you used a protection.

Once it's done, it's easy for others to follow
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/southern_counties/5245368.stm?ls

czechOUT said...

...whereas I see the very *creative* side in you

Gay banker said...

Thanks for the HIV related link anonymous, I hadn't seen that terrible story. I definitely take precautions to ensure I don't catch anything, or worst still pass something on to someone.

GB xxx

Hedgy said...

was it tax deductable...