Yesterday was my friend Je's 49th birthday. It was also our 2nd day out on Long Island. He invited me out on Montauk for a few days of rest and relaxation at Gurney's Inn. Both Je and I are escorts. We are also a couple of Grade A, certifiable horn dawgies. He wakes up accessing Manhunt, Adam4adam and BBRT. lol Not that I don't. I'm just saying. After about a day of checking Manhunt and seeing who was around (not too many people super close to where we were), Je and Jo finally found each other. Je sent Jo my profile and that was all it took. That Irish white boy wanted some black dick in his mouth. No ifs or ands and definitely no butts (he made it clear he didn't want to get fucked. Right). The hotel room phone rang and Je said he'd run out and meet him at the front desk. It's absolutely impossible to find the room if you've never been there. While he went to grab our guest, I headed to the bathroom for a performance quick change. I believe in the power of the First Impression. I had been sitting around in a ratty ass cashmere pullover, silk/cotton long johns and feetie socks with traction. (Ay, Tony. What is this, a fucking fashion ad I'm typing ova heyah? Fuhgetaboutit!).
I also freshened up, spruced up the hole a bit ('cause you never know) and threw on some jeans. When I walked out of the bathroom, Je was standing with one foot on the couch and his dick firmly lodged in Jo's mouth. Fuck yeah. It's hot to walk into a scene already in progress. Jo turned out to be a 30s brunet with a small frame, 5'10"-ish and a rough, but not totally unattractive, face with about 2" to 3" of belly he needed to lose. Not too bad, really. He popped his head up long enough to greet me. He also popped a couple spit bubbles in the process of talking. Je is known for being a rough-houser when it comes to face fucking. I have no doubt he was working that man's mouth overtime. When I walked over and unsheathed the black mamba, Jo definitely went to his happy place, which apparently is the entire surface area of my penis from tip to pubes. In other words, from the rootie to the tootie, the whole damned thing. Let me just take a moment to say that Jo was fucking wasted. As soon as I stood over him and he breathed a hello in my direction, I was drunk too. He said he had been "partying" all night. That didn't slow him down, though. In fact, I was very happy to see the dick he had on him: about 6.5 inches cut, thick pubes and a mushroom head. Oh yeah. He was about to get as good as he gave.
He was only there about 30 minutes and we all took turns sucking each other off. We ended in a Daisy Chain. I was the first to cum. What can I say? It had been a couple days, I was ready to bust and that little motherfucker was doing a good job of stroking and sucking my johnson. When he saw I was cumming, he clamped that mouth down on my meat nice and tight. Right after that, Je shot cum on his face. Jo didn't nutt, but he was in heaven and clearly didn't need to. Ah, threesomes. They are truly what make the world a better place.
The pic above is of a big-bootied Dunkin' Donuts worker in East Boston.
