The Gradual Bloomer
Chapter 5
Early Saturday afternoon, my dick was a brick. Despite the hot sex I'd had with John that morning, evidently, it wasn't enough. I needed to get to the gym and find a man to help me out. Needing to advertise my wares, I knew that my typical baggy, nylon shorts wouldn't do. A pair of spandex workout pants would do nicely. But, I always thought they displayed too much. Fuck it! I needed to get laid.
In the locker room of the gym, I stuffed my semi-hard dick into the shorts, added an oversized muscle shirt (I had to pretend I had some modesty), socks and shoes. With a towel over my shoulder, I headed for the workout floor. Our workout last night at John's estate was more of a sexual workout than a physical one. I had to hit it hard today. Deciding that back, shoulders, and chest needed work more than any other part of my body (besides my dick and ass), I hit several machines in a row before I used the free weights.
I was so focused on what I was doing that I didn't notice the glances and stares I was getting. With the hard work done, I moved to the elliptical walker to get in a good cardio. Moments later, a nice looking white guy moved to the machine beside me. He smiled and I smiled back. I noticed that he looked at my crotch with more than a passing glance. Deciding he might be what I needed in the locker room later, I looked him over with more interest. He had a swimmer's or runner's body with strong legs, a bubble butt that I had to check out more thoroughly. He stood about six feet tall and weighed probably 180 or so. I couldn't help but wonder what his ass would feel like caressing my hard dick or what his asshole would taste like after I bred it.
And those thoughts became an instant problem. My dick went brick in a flash. He looked over again and stared, his mouth agape. He knew he'd been caught, but he couldn't stop watching my dick throb in my tight shorts. Finally, he looked up at my face and I smiled at him. He knew he'd been caught, but I gave him a nod that told him that I didn't mind if he looked. Although there was considerable noise in the gym, he was too far away for me to say anything. To make sure he got the message, I squeezed my dick as I looked at him. He nodded and smiled. Hooked him!
He rubbed a hand over his ass a couple of times to indicate his need for my dick to get acquainted with his bubble butt. I was drooling already, hoping for a conquest that would get my nutt up his sweet hole. I did wonder if he could take me. But, the way he looked at my dick and licked his lips, I assumed that he knew what he was getting into. The way he rubbed his ass occasionally, I knew he wasn't thinking of blowing me instead of getting fucked.
My machine beeped, signaling the end of the 40 minutes I'd set. I stepped off and nodded to the hot guy that showed so much interest. He quickly canceled the cardio program he'd been working on and followed me into the locker room. My locker was on the far right side of the three bays of lockers. My new friend's locker was in the same row, but another three paces farther down.
I faced him as I pulled off my shoes, socks, and muscle shirt. He glanced over his shoulder frequently to check on my disrobing progress. His ass was exposed first, followed by his shoes, sock, and shirt. When I started the "grand unveiling", he turned so he could watch, but not enough to expose his hard dick to the rest of the locker room. When I pulled my shorts off, my bricked dick slapped my abs wetly as it sprang up, freed of constraint.
He grabbed his towel, stepped over the bench between the lockers, and brazenly moved in front of me. Quick as a flash, his right hand caressed my stiff dick, paying particular attention to the precum leaking from the fat head of my long dick. "I need this monster up my ass," he said, "but I don't think I have a condom big enough to bag it."
"I think I have a better solution for that problem," I smiled. I reached into my locker, pulled my test results out of my wallet and handed it to him, along with my driver's license which had my picture and name on it to match the name on the test results. "Does a solution present itself?" I smirked.
"Oh, yeah!" he beamed. "I bareback with my boyfriend all the time. I love how that feels, giving and receiving."
"All we need right now is the correct venue," I summarized. "A shower, and then a search for some privacy?" I introduced myself as I strategically placed my towel in front of my dick. His name is Jason. In the shower, I had my back to the shower entrance, knowing it would be impossible to hide my dick from any other angle. Jason stood on the other side of the shower column, almost hiding his erect dick, too. However, if he turned for any reason, his boned up manhood was starkly revealed. You couldn't miss it. His wasn't as big as mine in length or girth, but it was a big dick. "Are you sure you can take me?" I asked as we grabbed our towels and headed for the sauna. He nodded evilly.
This hour on a Saturday afternoon proved fortuitous. The sauna was empty. It was a long room with a glass door at one end, the heating element at the other end, and a rank of benches on each side of the room. And Jason came prepared. He handed me a small tube of lube to make our tryst easier. He reclined on a bench and pulled his knees into his chest. After applying the lube, I slowly entered him. Facing the glass door, I could see if we were about to be interrupted and could disconnect.
"You're bigger than my boyfriend, but I think I shouldn't have much trouble. He's a well-hung stud, too," Jason offered.
"And you've gotta nice, big dick, too," I complimented him. Again, I wondered how it would feel deep in my ass. I stroked his hard dick lightly, hoping that he wouldn't nutt while I fucked him. Slowly, I entered him. His ass was tight, but yielded to pressure. I slid deeper and he moaned with pleasure.
"Yeah, like that," he crooned. "You feel so good inside me."
"And your hungry ass is trying too hard to get me to nutt," I cautioned.
"I don't care," he smiled up at me. "I hope you have a big load for me."
"Probably," I agreed. It was less than a couple of minutes later that I gave him a final warning. Even if he'd wanted me to pull out, it was too late. My dick bucked and sprayed. My whole body shook with climax waves. "Fuckin' hot ASS!" I moaned, pumping more baby batter into his pink hole. After my climax abated, I thought how much I'd love to do him again and again.
When my dick slipped out of his ass, I moved in and started eating my load from his gaping hole. "FUCK! That's hot! My boyfriend never tried that with me."
"Did you ever ask him?"
"Uh, no," he admitted. "I thought he might think it was too kinky."
"Your loss. Have you ever tried to eat your load out of his ass, as I assume you fuck him with this beauty?" I suggested, slowly stroking his hard dick.
"Well, I do fuck him, but we've never done that," he said.
"You said your condom wasn't big enough to bag my dick. Do you have one with you that will fit yours?" I asked, as I bent over and sucked his big headed dick into my warm mouth.
"Fuck! That feels good. Uh, yeah, I have a condom for my dick. Most of the guys here want me to fuck them," he smiled.
"And it's easy to see why they would. You're a very hot man with a big dick," I stated. "How would you like to fuck my black ass right now?"
"Really? You'd let me do that?"
"Yeah, I wanna know what other men and your boyfriend know about how your hard dick feels inside them," I said.
Jason dashed back to his locker, grabbed a condom and returned to the sauna. I handed him the lube and pulled my knees into my chest like he'd done. "But, first," he smiled as he leaned over me, "I gotta eat out that perfect, chocolate set of cakes." And he did just that. I was gratified how skilled he was at eating ass. He was in the same spectacular skill category that John is. Amazing!
As Jason was slightly smaller than John, I took his condomed, fat dick fairly easily. But, I made him work for it. I didn't want him to think I was that loose. His thick dickhead slipped by my prostate and made my dick jerk. He pulled back and pushed deeper. My dick jerked again and began to leak precum. He slowly fucked me, leaning in for frequent kisses. I placed my hands on his ass and urged him to fuck me faster and deeper. "You really want this, don't ya?" he smiled down at me.
"Yeah, a big load from a big dick. My black ass needs some serious breeding, but that's not gonna happen with a condom on," I sighed.
"More's the pity," he smiled, again. "Next time we're here together, I'll show you a recent test, so we can fuck properly."
"That's exactly what I had in mind."
Jason fucked me for three or four more minutes before he filled the condom with his male seed. Unfortunately, he pulled out right after he shot his load. I knew that was because condoms can leak around the opening if you leave it in too long. Still, I would have enjoyed a nice fuck after he nutted.
We left the hot sauna and showered again.
At our lockers, he asked, "Are you into three-ways? I think my boyfriend might love a session with you."
"I do like them, but why not suggest to your boyfriend that he should get tested, too, so we can all fuck bareback," I suggested.
"Brilliant!" he agreed.
"So, both of you get fucked and pound ass, right?" I asked, seeking confirmation of what I'd heard.
"Yep, but, I fuck him more than he fucks me, simply because I recover faster than he does," he revealed.
"Like, how fast do you recover?" I wondered.
"I'm good every half hour for a couple of hours," he stated. "But, the boyfriend is really only good for twice a day. How about you?"
"Probably every 20 minutes for a few hours, sometimes faster," I smirked. My dick was growing again. He walked closer and grabbed my dick again. "I want another load!"
But, that didn't happen. The locker room got suddenly busy and the sauna and steam room were in constant use. We promised we'd get together next week. "And he doesn't come to this gym, so how about if we get it on at our place after we hook up here?" I was looking forward to that.
Over dinner that evening, John asked me, "Do you remember the guy that won the `hot daddy' contest?" I nodded and recalled that I thought he was very fuckable with a sweet ass, broad shoulders, and salt and pepper hair. "A friend of a friend called me this afternoon and wondered if he should give this guy my phone number. I agreed and he called like five minutes later."
"He sounds eager," I deadpanned.
"Very! He said he wanted to play `hide the sausage' with us and we were to bring the sausages," he laughed. "I don't know why, but I thought he was a top."
"I hadn't decided that issue, but I did think he had a hot ass that needed my dick in it."
"So, you're interested in a three-way with him, then?" John asked, looking for confirmation.
"Yes," I agreed. "What's a good day for you?"
"He said he was available tomorrow evening, but would have to stop the fun by 10 p.m. or so. Does that work for you?" I nodded agreement. "Good. I'll call him tomorrow morning."
After the concert, we returned to John's estate, showered, and fucked each other senseless. I thought about mentioning Jason and his boyfriend, but decided that I needed to sample his boyfriend before I thought John might want to play with them. He'd want specific descriptions of both, but I had only one description ready.
Sunday morning, John made breakfast for us again and then took me home. He had some work to do to get ready for Monday with two clients, so I readily agreed to depart. You know we fucked again before he dropped me off at my apartment.
A bad case of bricked dick besieged me about 3 p.m., so I hit the gym again. I did get a very good workout that focused on my legs and ass, but the place was too busy to get it on with anyone. However, I did get promises from two men who wanted to play at a later date. Despite the proximity of other men, we did get to stroke each other's hard dick and made it clear that I was going to bone both of them bareback. A current test result does open a lot of doors and butts.
John decided that he should barbeque dinner Sunday evening. I helped where I could, but he had it all figured out and ready to go. So, as he watched the clock to determine when the pork loin cutlets would be done, I pulled his pants down, ate out his ass, and slowly fucked him. He checked the meat a couple of times while I ravaged his sweet hole. Getting all worked up at the gym had my nuts boiling in record time. Even though I was fucking him slowly, his tight ass and my hard dick insisted on an early climax. Who was I to deny the inevitable?
With a strangled cry of pleasure, I pumped at least eight big streams of creamy man juice up his eager, hungry hole. I held on to him as my thrusting hips repeatedly buried my dick as far up his ass as it could reach. Even though my climax was over, I couldn't stop fucking him. What did bring me to a halt was the buzz of the timer, signaling that our dinner was ready. I reluctantly pulled out and let John get the hot food on to our plates.
I offered to clean up and put the dishes and silverware in the dishwasher. As I performed that task, John pulled my shorts down, ate my hole for less than a minute before he slipped his big, pink dick up my welcoming hole. "You can fuck me all night with that big thing," I sighed contentedly. Placing the dishes in the dishwasher slowed to a crawl. I needed to get bred more than the dishes needed my attention.
"You have the best ass for eatin' and fuckin'," John sighed as his hard dick pushed completely into me. His pubes ground against my hole and I backed into him.
"And breeding," I added.
"Yeah, that, too," he agreed as he reached around and stroked my flaccid dick. "But, the breeding needs to hold off just a little longer."
"Why?" I asked. "You know how much I love your big loads inside me."
"I love watching my white dick slide in and out of your black hole," he revealed. "If I nutt too early, I miss out on that part of the performance."
"I know you're good for several encores," I insisted. "Breed me!" I worked my ass muscles as best I could. I'm new at this, so I'm not sure I'm doing it correctly.
"You'll make me cum!" he groaned, as he tried to withdraw. My hands on his ass prevented that maneuver. "Ah, Fuck! You got it, Adam! Gettin' it all up in that perfect ass!" I felt his dick jerk rapidly inside me. Yeah, that's what I needed. A good breeding. I'll need more before this evening is over. My lack of success at the gym had my libido switched on to maximum. One or two fucks weren't going to take care of that.
John pumped my ass with gusto. I held him tightly against me, making sure that his thick, long male member was pumping out jizz into the deepest part of my love tunnel. And though his climax and creamy discharge were waning, I wasn't letting him go and he wasn't holding back on fucking me for his own maximum pleasure. "That's what I needed," I sighed, releasing my grip on his white ass. His need to pleasure himself in my ass didn't abate. He continued fucking me and I didn't pull away. This man was gonna make a bottom out of me yet!
Eventually, his dick slipped out of my ass. I turned around and kissed him passionately. "I see that you enjoyed that fuck," John said, stroking my resuscitated dick.
"I enjoyed it so much that I need another turn at the wheel," I smiled down at him as we kissed again. "I know there's a big load in your ass already. Do ya think it's enough lube to get my dick in there again?"
"Inside, yes, but the entrance is probably too dry," he smiled back. He pulled me into the bedroom and I had my way with him, again. All lubed up and deeply fucked. Perhaps, I was too hasty in my assessment of being a bottom. Fucking his muscled, bubble butt was even better than taking his fat, long dick. But, I couldn't deny that getting a sweet load of his dick gravy up my black ass wasn't more fun than just about anything else.
"He'll be here in another 40 minutes," John reminded me. "It's time for us to get cleaned up and out, just in case he changes his mind about going bottom all evening. Besides, after he leaves, I'm going for a ride on your obsidian baby-maker."
"And I'm getting a last filling from your fat, long, pink dick. Plus, I plan on getting my tongue up your butt after I flood your hole with my sperm," I promised. "That'll probably get me home later than I should, but I'm willing to sacrifice an hour of sleep to get bred by you, again."
We accomplished the cleaning, but couldn't resist each other. It was still another 20 minutes before our bed partner for the evening was scheduled to arrive. I pounced on John while were we in the shower, and he bred me as we toweled off. That still left 10 minutes for me to add another load to his ass.
When our date arrived on time, he introduced himself as Paul. John suggested that the time was limited, so we should get right to it. "I'm definitely in favor of that," he smiled. "Uh, you did say that you're both negative, so I'd like to see the proof. I really don't want to get fucked with condoms unless I must." We produced the requested paperwork. He was grinning from ear to ear.
"Which one do you want to breed you first?" I asked.
"Uh, probably John," he replied. "I think you're gonna be too big to take on first. John can open me up, lube me up with a nice load, and then you can mount and totally destroy my ass," he grinned.
"I hope I don't destroy your ass, because I'm planning on several rides on your daddy ass," I pledged.
"As am I," John asserted.
"This is gonna be an evening well spent," Paul laughed, ripping off his clothes. "Where's the lube?"
John produced the pump bottle, but said, "Some lingual stimulation is required first. Besides, Adam wants to know how good you are at rimming."
Paul immediately got on the bed on his back. He raised his legs into his chest and invited John to eat his hole. I moved to sit on his face, pulling his legs under my arms to get them out of my face. With that accomplished, I spread my black cakes and sat squarely on his face.
A moment later, Paul laughed, "You started without me. I taste sperm, and a lot of it."
"Guilty," his hosts said in unison.
"And I added a little more to John with a second load before you arrived," I volunteered.
"Looking forward to that," Paul laughed. "I'll get a raw load up my ass while I suck your raw load outta John's ass. I've died and gone to pig heaven!"
John moved in and ate Paul's ass out. Paul squealed with delight, but never lost contact with my cum-filled asshole. In fact, when John stopped the lingual homage to Paul's ass, Paul made even more piggy noises when he felt John's dick enter him. I watched with fascination as John's fat, long, pink dick slid effortlessly into Paul's rectum clear to his balls in one slow descent. Clearly, Paul had some experience as a bottom taking some pretty big dicks.
And as quickly as John nutted in Paul's ass, I had to assume that Paul had some ass muscle moves that John couldn't resist. I wondered if I'd do any better. My track record wasn't in my favor to avoid a quick climax. John didn't hold back. He continued to fuck, even though his climax was over. He did love to do that.
A minute later, he pulled out and I took his place. But, not before I ate out some of John's load from our guest's ass. John watched me eating Paul's ass for a few moments before he remembered he was supposed to sit on Paul's face. But, Paul reminded him with words and action. "Get that cream-filled ass over his, John. I wanna taste Adam's dick gravy," he insisted, grabbing John's butt and centering him over Paul's mouth. With rapturous moans, he stuck his tongue up John's ass.
I returned to my task, but found that my dick was demanding action. If I didn't listen, I'd be squirting a load into the sheets. Aiming for the portal that John had so quickly nutted in, I pushed forward gently. Hands on my ass urged me to go deeper and quickly. Knowing how easily John entered him, I didn't resist. Just before I hit bottom, Paul's hands moved from my ass to my abs. I was getting in deeper than he thought I would. I pulled out almost all the way, but his hands quickly moved to my butt again and urged me to plunge back in. This time, I didn't get resistance. Paul loved having me that deep and I didn't mind letting him know with pulses and jerks of my dick just how deep that was.
He sighed into John's ass, but didn't relinquish his tongue lock on John's hole. In fact, his piggy sounds were more pronounced than ever. But, I did hear him mutter, "I love monster dicks in my ass. Oh, how I've missed them."
I pounded and thrust deeply into Paul's deep tunnel, and he ate me up with his educated, sperm receptacle. His skills were even better than John's at stroking my dick to a massive climax. And the fact that I'd recently nutted in John's ass didn't decrease the volume of creamy jizz that I pumped up Paul's willing ass.
John leaned over Paul's body and sucked our guest's dick into his mouth. Paul's tongue and lips continued making piggy noises as he did his animalistic best to felch my loads from John's rear passage. "Fuck me with that monster, Daddy," Paul moaned. "Knock me up, breed my hole!" I didn't need the encouragement, but I liked what he said. Within seconds, I was granting his wish.
"Fuck! Cumming in your hole, Paul!" I bellowed. I blasted my load as hard as I could and as deep as my dick would reach. His hands on my ass begged me to stay as deep as I could get. He wanted my cream buried deeper than you'd think was possible.
"I'll be aborting your babies for a week," he swooned before he buried his face in John's ass again. "Just what I needed," he eventually added.
My need to breed finally slowed, but not before I fucked him hard for a few more minutes after my climax. As much as I wanted to keep riding him, my dick went limp and I slipped out. Paul pushed John out of the way and directed me to shove my flaccid dick into his mouth. "I love the taste of fresh sperm directly from the source," he sighed as he cleaned cum off my dick.
John was stiff again. I didn't know if it was because Paul had eaten his ass out so expertly or because he loved watching my black dick ravage and breed Paul's ass. It made no difference to me. So, I pulled my wilted dick out of Paul's mouth and resumed my seat on his face. He moaned with pleasure as he tasted John's cum and my ass flavors again. This guy was a total sex pig. I did wonder how he got to be so good at it. He was in his 40s probably, so that meant he had at least 20 years of experience.
After John nutted in Paul's ass again, I took my turn. Once again, Paul managed to suck cum outta my balls before I was ready to stop fucking him. Paul had flooded John's mouth as my last volleys of dick gravy sprayed into Paul rump for the second time. We disconnected and lay on our backs, catching our collective breath. Everyone sighed with satisfaction.
With Paul between us, I asked, "Where did you learn to suck big dick with your ass so well? It had to be with a guy who was well hung."
Paul smiled as if remembering something fondly. "Well, it's a long story," he sighed with a smiled.
"I think we have some time," John said, glancing at the bedside clock. It was only 8:30.
"Well, I had a roommate in college who was supposedly straight," he smiled. "He knew I was gay, but he said that didn't bother him. He never demonstrated that what he said wasn't true. Anyway, he had a string of girlfriends, but most of them didn't put out like he wanted them to. He thought that he should get some hot sex on the first date. They didn't. So, he'd come back to the dorm and I'd help him relieve the pressure in his balls and big dick. It was less than a month after we met that his big dick was deep in my ass, filling it with his ball gravy almost nightly. He still tried to get his dates in bed, but that worked rarely. Consequently, I was his go-to guy. And I didn't mind being used by him for his pleasure at all. In fact, I loved it. I looked forward to getting his big dick deep in my ass every night. Getting his load was a nice bonus.
"At the end of that year, he decided he wanted to room with someone else, but suggested a couple of guys who might enjoy my ass on a regular basis. I checked them out and after auditioning' them, I decided on a hot Latino with a really fat dick. He didn't have closet' issues like my first roommate did, so he was more than willing to pound my hole more than once a day. He liked to think of himself as bi-sexual, but the frequent breedings that I got from him and the lack of female companionship in his social calendar, I think he was only fooling himself. Nonetheless, I did enjoy his big dick every time he asked for a booty call."
"Which year in college was that?" John wondered.
"My junior year is when I met the Latin guy. He was more interested in partying than school, so he flunked out. I started my senior year without a man to fill my ass, so I began hitting the gym and checking out men in the showers. I got several of them interested in one-night stands, but no one for something more frequent. Finally, after a couple of months, I came across a mixed race guy who had a really big hose that I couldn't tear my eyes away from. I always got hard when I was near him and he always checked me out. His dick grew, but never got super big and hard. Anyway, he'd pat my ass and smile at me, but didn't seem interested in going farther than that. Finally, I blurted out that I'd love to go for a ride on his baloney pony anytime he wanted to pump a big load up my ass. He was so flustered with how forward I was that he raced away. I thought I'd really fucked up, but a couple of days later, he asked me if I were serious about letting him fuck me. I grabbed his dick, bent over, and tried to shove his dick up my hole in the changing room. He wasn't hard, but he was a few seconds later. I don't know what I was thinking. He had a monster dick and I had no lube, but I really wanted him. So, I blew him instead and told him to come to my room later and we'd fuck, because I had lube there."
"Didn't you worry that your roommate would walk in on you?" I asked.
"As a senior, I was able to get a single room and not have to share. So, there was no one to interrupt us," he replied. "After our first real fuck, he was all over me. He lived off campus, but stopped by every evening to fill my ass with the biggest dick I'd ever taken and a nice, big load of jizz. At semester break, he moved in with me and we fucked the rest of the year. And then I graduated, and never saw him again."
"What a shame," John allowed.
"But, all was not lost," Paul smiled. "I knew that the trails and bushes in Griffith Park were notoriously friendly, so I wore my sluttiest shorts and shoes without a shirt. Within a few minutes, I met a guy who wanted to fuck me and I liked his look a lot, so I agreed. I had lube with me, but the place was so busy and the guy didn't want an audience, so I agreed to go to his place. He lived in Brentwood, so you know his house was massive and expensive. At that point, I didn't care about his house or wealth. I wanted his dick! I already knew it was a big one because I'd tried to give him a blowjob in the park, before we were interrupted.
"So, back at his place, he took me directly to a huge bedroom with a California King Bed in it. We stripped quickly; he grabbed the lube out of a night stand and lubed me up. I couldn't get him inside me fast enough. He was about the size of the guy I fucked with my senior year and this was the summer after that, so I was still used to having big, stallion dicks up my ass. This guy worked me over just the way I love it. He was gentle, but insistent. He's a great kisser and knew how to make my ass happy. And he did show me his most recent test, so I begged him to bareback my ass. I think he may have fucked me for about three minutes before he jetted his load up my love tunnel. And he kept fucking until his dick wilted. He sucked me off while I cleaned off his dick.
"We talked a while and he asked me what kind of work I had. I told him that I had just graduated from college, but didn't have anything lined up yet, although there were some possibilities. He asked me if I'd come back later in the evening to meet his boyfriend. He thought we'd get along famously, too. And I met the boyfriend, loved his big dick in my ass as well. In fact, the first guy fucked me again and the boyfriend fucked me twice. They told me that they'd like to fuck with me again, if I were interested. Having no other sexual outlets at the time, I agreed.
"A day later, they asked me to come back and picked me up. Once more, they fucked me to death and I loved every second of it. That was when they asked me if I'd like to be their houseboy with benefits. I had no idea what that meant, but I had some inkling that it would involve frequent loads of cream in my ass from their dicks. They explained my duties as well as the compensation. They wanted me available at any time to get fucked. I eagerly agreed to that. Anytime that they were out of town together, I accompanied them and would be expected to service both of them as usual. If only one were out of town, I was expected to service the man who was still at their home. They never expected me to fuck with any of their friends."
"Sounds like a pretty sweet deal to me," I said. "Although, you really have to be a dedicated bottom to take big dicks up your ass and not get something back."
"As it turns out," Paul said, "They didn't fuck each other because they were too big for each other's manhole, so they were total tops. However, I found out within a month that both of them wanted me to fuck them because I'm not gigantically hung. Both of them loved my dick in their butts and I was willing to service them in that additional way."
"Not that it matters, but what kind of work did they do?" John wondered.
"Both were agents. Christian was an agent for athletes and Vance was an agent for actors. Christian's parents were German and Vance is black. His parents were from St. Louis. I met both sets of parents several times. I was introduced as the butler. I didn't care what title they used. I was getting some great dick and the monetary compensation was astonishing. So, right now, over 20 years later, I'm a multi-millionaire and don't work. A pretty good life, I think."
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