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I was in my early 20s just out of college when I had my first experience with a man. I was attending a conference in my home city for a training with my new job and it had just let out for the afternoon break. It was at a hotel near downtown and I went to the bar for a quick bit of refreshment. It was next to the lobby and mostly empty except for some people, mostly men, in business attire. I sat down on a stool alone at the bar, ordered a beer, and watched the TV. I had worked out and lifted for years and it showed with my tight polo around my shoulders and khakis tight around my thighs and ass.

As I was sipping and looking around, another man came into the hotel bar. He was in a business suit and we caught each other’s eyes for a second as I was staring a little too long. I turned back to the TV a little nervously. Next thing I knew, he was sitting at a stool just one away from me. As he ordered a drink, I turned and we caught eyes again. I smirked and nodded a little nervously and looked away.

He was older than me, maybe early 50s but had taken care of himself. He was a little taller than me and, though not a linebacker, was in good shape. I casually looked around and as I looked his way could see he was eyeing me up. It seemed like he was almost checking me out. I smiled nervously and said hi. He smiled back and slid over to the stool next to me.

“How’s it going?” he asked with a confident smile.

As he slid over, our knees touched and gently pressed against each other. I looked down quickly but froze, unable to move my leg away.

“Oh, uh, hey, not bad. I’m not bad. How are you?” I replied while fidgeting with my drink, my cheeks starting to redden slightly.

“Rough week at work, but the bourbon is helping!” he said cheerfully.

I smirked shyly. “Yeah, I bet it helps everything, doesn’t it?”

“Who’s winning?” he asked as he looked up to the TV.

“Oh, I don’t know. Wasn’t really paying attention.” My legs were still frozen and I finally adjusted slightly. My leg barely brushing against his. Neither of us pulling away.

He set his empty glass down after draining it. “You need another?” with that same knowing smile.

I gulped and finished mine too. “Uh, yeah, sure.” Smiling and trying to hide my nerves. “I never turn down a free drink.”

He signaled the bartender and had our glasses refilled.

“Cheers!” he said as he lifted his glass.

“Thanks, cheers,” I replied as I tapped his glass with mine, my arm lightly touching his shoulder as I did and my leg pressing harder against his as I turned.

“I’m Bud by the way. Good to meet you,” he said as he extended his hand.

I set my glass down and shook his hand feeling his strong grip. “Hey, nice to meet you Bud. I’m Zach.” I caught his eye for a second and looked down nervously. My cheeks felt warmer.

“Just out of curiosity, Zach. What do you charge?”

“Um, what was that? Charge?” I asked as I looked over confused.

“I mean, you are an escort, right?” he said as he smiled and nudged my shoulder, my body twitching at his touch slightly, resting his hand there long enough for me to see the wedding band.

My mouth gaped a little as I turned with my eyebrows raised. “Uh, you think I’m an escort?” I said with a hushed voice leaning closer to him so no one would hear.

“I mean a good looking young man in here, looking around at all of the older men. I just assumed! And you were looking around like you are expecting someone,” he said as if it was obvious.

“You think I’m an escort?” I asked again a little surprised as it still was sinking in with a stunned face. “Uh, no… I’m not sure if I should be flattered or not.” I smiled and laughed nervously.

“I’m sorry. I hope I didn’t offend,” he apologized. Still neither of us had pulled our legs back from touching.

I cleared my throat and smiled as I adjusted in my seat. My leg slid against his and I didn’t pull it away. “So you thought I was and…” I paused at the thought of what it implicated. “I mean, you were interested in buying my services for the night?” Looking over at him incredulously with my cheeks burning.

“Well, if you were, and now I know you are not, what would your rate be?” he asked clearly enjoying the topic of me being his escort for the night.

I cleared my throat again and swallowed. “I have no idea what a male escort would charge,” I said taking the question seriously. Unconsciously, before I turned back to my drink and before I knew what I was doing my hand patted his thigh playfully.

“Well, I think it depends on what you were willing to do. But a young, fit guy like you could earn a lot of money,” he said while he looked me over once.

I looked down at the bar still processing all this biting my lip just slightly. “Really? How much?” I asked feeling my face grow hotter and smiling shyly.

“Gosh, I would think you could probably pull down $1000 a night easy. I mean depending on what you were willing to do.”

“A thousand bucks!” I said as I turned towards him Bayan Eskort a little surprised, my leg pressing harder against him. “What would you have to do?”

“Well, I mean there are guys who will only suck dick, they make the least.”

I looked over and couldn’t stop my eyes from looking down to his crotch for a second. “Oh, well, how much for the most?” I asked while swallowing again in disbelief that I was having this conversation. Embarrassed by how hot my face felt. My mind racing I asked, “You wanted me to… do that… to you?” Looking over at him and catching his eye but not able to keep his gaze. I looked down and bit my lip nervously.

“It’s really a la carte, you know? So it depends on your limits”

“Hey, is this just a joke?” I asked while smiling and looking around expecting a camera or someone watching to laugh. “Like a prank or something?”

“No, I am dead serious,” he said emphatically.

“Really?” I said still in disbelief smiling nervously and blushing. “What were you thinking you wanted me to do?” I looked back over to him and bit my lip and adjusted in my seat again. I couldn’t help but look him up and down.

“Like some guys will only want to give you a handjob and that’s like $50. They say they aren’t gay, so they won’t go down,” he said with knowing smirk.

“You just wanted a handjob?” I asked while gulping nervously and unable to stop myself from peeking down at his crotch. I felt my cheeks get hot again as I realized I was trying to see how big his cock was.

“Rarely!” he said with a laugh at how naive I was.

“Well, I’ve never been propositioned like this before,” I replied a little bashfully as my face felt hotter. I picked up my drink with a slightly trembling hand and downed it quickly.

“But it is usually a good place to start!” he said with a friendly smile as he looked at me. “How would you like to make a grand the hard way?” he said with a teasing laugh.

“Hmm, yeah, I wouldn’t know. Never done anything like that. But it is interesting that you want, I mean, you want…” I paused again thinking about the implication, thinking about what this man wanted to do with me. “You want me, I guess.” I trailed off and blushed bright.

“Well, I guess I should thank you for not getting mad at me,” he said with a warm smile.

I laughed nervously. “Yeah, um, no problem. Maybe I should be mad but I kinda take it as a compliment,” I assured him as I smiled back shyly and blushing.

“I bet you would probably be pretty good at it! I mean, if you ever needed or wanted the money.”

I smirked and looked at him with an embarrassed sideways glance. “Why do you say that?”

“Just a sense or feeling, I guess. Is there anything you wouldn’t do?”

I reflexively gulped nervously. “Uh, I mean, I’ve never done anything like that, you know, like with a guy before…” I trailed off as my cheeks grew warm.

“I believe you, but you didn’t answer my question.”

“I mean, I’m not like that, that wouldn’t be me…” I said quietly. My tongue unconsciously feeling my lower lip before I bite it and my face growing hotter.

“Well, I am heading up to my room to drink some more there,” he said as he opened his wallet stuffed with cash and then threw a couple bills on the bar to cover for the drinks. “If you would like to discuss your financial opportunities, let me know.” He stood up and slid his room key in front of me on the bar. I couldn’t help but notice a bulge at his crotch.

“Uh… okay,” I half mumbled while biting my lip and looking sideways thinking and unsure. “Well, it was nice talking with you… I mean, thanks for the compliment.” I smiled and could feel my face growing hot. I turned back to the room key in front of me and finished my drink then turned back to watch him walk to the elevator.

“Oh fuck,” I whispered to myself feeling my heart beat harder.

I sat for a while finishing my drink and staring and fidgeting with the key. Biting my lip hard, I finally picked it up saying to myself, “I should take this and just return it so no one else gets it…” My face was still hot as I put it in my pocket and walked to the elevator. My hands started to tremble a little as I walked to his room and knocked.

Silence. I checked that I had the room number correct and knocked again. There was still no answer so I tried the key and turned the knob thinking I would just leave the key inside since he was away.

I pushed the door open and started to walk in slowly towards the dresser with the TV on it. When I got further in I saw that he was lounging on the couch and I froze. We locked eyes and he smiled.

I swallowed hard and motioned to drop the key on the dresser. “Uh, I was just going to bring your room key back. Didn’t want anyone else getting it,” I said as I set it on the dresser. “I’ll just leave it here.”

“Come on in! Want a drink?”

“Uh, no, I mean, I was just dropping off the key,” I said but didn’t move to leave and stared as I felt my face get red hot.

“Come on. One drink won’t kill you, or make you do anything you don’t want to do.”

I could feel my face burn and couldn’t seem to move. I bit my lip and swallowed hard again. “Uh, yeah, I guess, sure…”

I walked slowly over and sat down on the edge of the couch. “Yeah, I mean, I was just returning the key. And just one drink, okay?”

He grabbed a glass and poured me a drink and nodded. “Of course, just returning the key,” he repeated with a knowing smile.

I smiled nervously and bit my lip as I looked up to him. We locked eyes for a second as I took my drink. “Thanks,” I said before looking down again nervously.

“Sure. No problem,” he replied while his eyes wandered over me.

Giving him a sideways glance, I saw him looking me over and looked down again nervously. “So… uh, what are you in town for?” I took a big gulp of my drink and could feel myself trembling slight from my nerves.

“I am a consultant working on a project here, I am in town two weeks a month for the next 6 months.”

“Oh really? That’s cool,” I said as I looked over and couldn’t stop myself from looking him over. “I’m actually from here, just attending a conference that happened to be in town.” My tongue unconsciously licking my lips and biting my lower lip as my eyes wandered to the bulge at his crotch. I downed the rest of my drink quickly.

“Oh wow, a local! Maybe you can show me all the hot spots!”

I laughed nervously. “Yeah, maybe that would be fun.” I could feel myself breathing heavier as I set my empty glass on the table. “Well,” I started and paused as I looked over to him. “I guess, I’m done with my one drink.” I could feel my face turning bright red. “I should probably get going.”

“Are you in a hurry?” he said as he quickly poured me another drink before I could protest.

“Uh no, I just don’t want to give you the wrong idea, I mean, I’m not an escort,” I said and couldn’t help from biting my lip.

“Yeah, I’ll be honest, I was I a little disappointed. I mean I thought I was pretty good at picking an escort out of a crowd. It’s easy with girls in Vegas, but guys are a little harder to do.”

“You really thought I was one? And you were disappointed I wasn’t one?” I said as I looked over shyly biting my lip, my face bright red. “You know I’ve gotten looks at the gym but never propositioned, I mean, guys sometimes talk to me but never, you know,” I trailed off and looked down timidly.

“Yeah, I really did think you were one! Was kinda looking forward to seeing how good you were! Had you pegged for an all nighter!”

“An all nighter? You wanted… me… all night?” I couldn’t help but blush as I slowly said it. I was feeling so hot now that my hands were resting and rubbing my thighs.

“With hookers, they call it the girlfriend effect, which means it is all on the table.”

“Oh, yeah, I’ve heard that. Didn’t know it applied to guys too,” I said as I bit my lip considering it. “Is that how to make a grand in one night?”

“It is,” he said with a smile as he patted and rubbed my shoulder.

I took my drink and gulped it down nervously. “Hmm, well, I guess I learned something, huh?” I said stiffly as I awkwardly turned and patted his thigh lightly.

“Yeah,” he said smiling and staring at my lips. “I think we both would have had a great time!” His hand resting on my shoulder and gently rubbing across my back. He topped off his drink and then held the bottle close to my glass and looked at me as if to ask if he could top me off too.

“Uh, I mean… I’ve never done anything with a guy before. Not sure how good I’d be,” I said as I bit my lip and watched him pour. My eyes lowering from the glass to my hand resting on his thigh then up to his face. I looked away nervously as I saw his smile.

“I don’t know, but I was hoping I was going to find out!” he said excitedly as his arm crept around my shoulders. “I notice you lick your lips a lot, and that just made me think you would be very oral!”

I bit my lip hard and was starting to breath heavier. “Oh, I am, but… I mean with girls that is…” I could feel my cheeks burn as my eyes wandered back to his crotch unable to stop myself.

“Yeah, I thought you were a cocksucker for sure!” he said confidently as his hand gently pulled on my shoulder making me steady myself by pressing harder on his thigh.

“Um…” I half moaned as I closed my eyes. “I really should, I really should go…” Feeling my tongue run around my lips as I looked down at his crotch again.

“And now, just thinking that the head of a cock has never…” he trailed off and adjusting on the couch making his bulge more apparent. “Oh sorry, I should stop,” he said half teasing with his hand rubbing my shoulder.

“Yes…” I whispered as my hand reflexively squeezed his thigh and just barely rubbed it as my hand relaxed. I looked down at my hand and couldn’t stop from starting to gently paw at his thigh. “Oh fuck…”

“So, that’s a virgin mouth, huh?”

I took a big gulp and licked my lips as my breathing continued to get heavier. I nodded my head and whispered, “Yes.”

“Mmmmm, that is really sexy!” he said as he reached up and gently rubbed the tip of his finger across my wet lips.

My mouth gaped and my hand froze squeezing his thigh. “Oh…” I let out slowly as I closed my eyes and reflexively kissed his finger.

“If you were an escort, I would so pay you to suck my cock!”

I swallowed hard again and my wet lips gently kissed and sucked the tip of his finger some more before sliding off. My hand was squeezing his thigh and I was all but panting. “Fuck, we have to stop or…” I could feel my face was on fire.

“You will what?”

“Oh…” I whimpered quietly. “Fuck, I will do that,” I said as I nodded towards his crotch unable to stop my hand from sliding up his thigh towards it.

“What Zach?” he asked as he pulled me closer and brought his finger tip over my lips again.

I whimpered and panted as my lips hungrily kissed and sucked on his finger again. “Oh fuck, Bud, you know…” Biting my lip and looking down again.

“I know, but you need to say it!” he said assertively as his arm gripped my shoulders and his mouth was close enough to my ear I could feel his breath.

“Oh fuck, I’m not like that. I mean, I like girls, not… cock, ” I said biting my lip and turned to face him. My hand sliding up his thigh and my fingers touching the tip through his pants right as I said cock. After touching it, I looked down and watched in disbelief as my fingers rubbed the tip.

As I watched, he pushed his finger into my mouth as his face was close to my ear. “I know but if you were an escort, mmmmmm, I would love that mouth!”

My lips and mouth closed on his finger and sucked gently. I moaned in pleasure as my hand felt up and rubbed the outline of his hard cock’s outline.

“Fuck, would so love to slide my cock in your mouth!” he said in my ear.

My mouth slid off his finger and my lips kissed it as I panted. “Oh fuck, I want to…” My hand squeezing his shaft.

“Say it, Zach,” he gripped my shoulder and growled in my ear.

“I want to suck… your cock,” I said in a daze. My cheeks were red and my hand pawed at his crotch. My lips kissed his finger gently.

“Do it, Zach. Pull my cock out and suck it!”

“Mmmmm, fuck,” I purred as I rubbed his cock harder and turned to undo his pants. “Oh fuck, I want that cock so bad,” I said staring down as I reached in and my fingers felt his hot cock. My eyes grew wider as my fingers wrapped around and pulled out his big cock. Staring at it and licking my lips.

His hand let go of my shoulder and held the back of my neck rubbing it. I could start to feel it work up the back of my head and start to gently push me down.

“Oh fuck, are you going to make me suck your cock?” I asked panting and biting my lip.

He grinned and pushed harder.

“Mmmm, fuck. I’m not a cocksucker. Please don’t make me,” I whimpered and protested as I bit my lip and stared at his cock hungrily.

He pressed harder and I resisted enough to stop my mouth from touching his long cock that my fingers still gripped and pointed at my face. “Oh fuck. That is such a big cock.”

He pushed harder and grunted, “Taste that cock, boy.”

My hot wet lips pressed against the precum drizzling from the tip and I let out a moan of pure pleasure. I squeezed his cock and kissed and licked the tip. “Oh fuck, you are making me your cock sucker,” I said as my eyes shot up to meet his.

“Yes, boy. Now open that virgin mouth!” he growled as he pulled on me, my mouth opening and his throbbing cock sliding between my lips and into my mouth against my tongue.

“Mmmmm,” I purred against his cock as my hands rubbed and squeezed him. Starting to suck and we relaxed as he felt me get into it. I could feel a throbbing cock in my mouth the first time as my tongue writhed against it.

“I knew you were a cocksucker,” he said satisfied as my head started to bob slowly on his hot cock.

My lips gripped and pulled on his shaft as my mouth slid up and down. I tried to take more each time and he held my head until I relaxed when I felt his big cock gagging me. My eyes looking up into his with his cock deep in my mouth and throat.

“Fuck! I knew you were a cocksucker when I sat next to you!” he growled as he looked down at me with my mouth filled with his cock.

I whimpered and slowly sucked hard on his throbbing dick as my mouth slurped wetly off the tip. “Oh fuck, I’ve wanted this so bad.” I could feel my cheeks getting hotter.

“That’s really why you were in the bar tonight, wasn’t it?” he asked forcefully as he held me by my hair, and slowly worked my mouth up and down on his cock.

I could only moan and whimper as he forced his cock in and out of my mouth. My eyes looking up at him as I nodded with my head and whimpered, “Mmmmhmmm.” My face was burning as my hands felt over his body and squeezed.

He pulled me off his cock and pushed me forcefully down to his nuts, telling me to suck them. As I did, I looked up to his face and could see the pre oozing out of his cock and down his glistening shaft.

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