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Dominic.
He’s the one I make all my payments to, and he’s the one who’s been running this place for as long as I can remember. We nod to each other in acknowledgement as we pass, and when sweetness opens the door, we both take a step into the room.
He turns around to face me and as he does, a mischievous grin creeps up his face.
“Now what do we do, Callum?”
Pointing to myself, and more importantly the clothes which are still on my body, I speak.
“We can’t do anything until I’m undressed, sweetness. I want you to undress me.”
He nods as he takes a step closer. His eyes move all over the length of my entire body before he finally brings his trembling fingers to the front of my shirt. Since the top two are already unbuttoned, sweetness only focuses on getting the rest unbuttoned and once he’s done, my shirt is open and my chest is bare.
I watch his eyes glaze over the hardness of my chest as he curls his bottom lip between his teeth. Where his teeth sink into his flesh, the pink is less vibrant, but I know all the colour will come rushing back when I finally give in and kiss him the way I’ve been craving to.
Even though this is only a service he’s offering me, I like knowing he’s able to appreciate a man’s body like this. Most workers don’t, and many of them assume we’re all here to hump, cum and dump, like most of the males do here.
There’s a small handful of us who like the connection between client and sex worker which Dom’s Den has always been able to offer us; there’s that option of choosing our partners, taking them, paying them, and tipping them, not forgetting to mention that we’re able to book the same person if there are no complaints from either party.
And since Dom and I have known each other for a while, I didn’t even have to ask to book sweetness again. He knew why I was back again, and he told me I’d be able to squeeze myself between the previous client and the next if I wanted. He asked no questions, and I offered no answers.
Dom’s Den is the place to be.
As sweetness finally releases his bottom lip from his teeth, the colour does indeed come rushing back. There’s a small dent from where his teeth had sunk into his softness, but as he flicks his tongue over it, it seems to have disappeared entirely.
“I’ll need to take this off.”
He murmurs out before pressing both his palms to my skin. His eyes are on my body, and I can’t deny the fact that he’s making me feel good simply by looking at me. Sweetness, as he becomes daring, does a little more that just looks at me. He leans forwards to press his lips to the centre of my chest before he pulls away as quickly as he had moved.
Immediately, I tense. My heart begins to pound in my chest and I don’t know why I’m having such a strong reaction to his lips on my body.
This is what he does; he pleases his clients. But it was so unexpected, so easy to think it was more than him offering me a service.
As I let hot air shoot out from my nose, sweetness runs his fingers through my chest hair as he moves both his hands towards either one of my shoulders. Slipping his thumbs under my collar, he drags the material downwards, freeing my body from the clothing, before he leans behind me and hooks my shirt to the back of the door.
His hands are back on my chest, slipping downwards as he presses his palms to the hardness of my stomach, before he tries to move even lower. I grip his wrists between my fingers and stop him. Finally, his eyes flicker up to mine, and as a dip appears between his eyebrows, I explain myself.
“That’s enough undressing. I want you on your back, sweetness.”
As I drop his wrist, sweetness nods at me before he turns and makes his way towards the bed.
My eyes travel down the length of his body andfuck me,that peach…
I stop myself from groaning out as I rub a palm over the front of my trousers and squeeze myself.
I need to fuck him badly.
Following after him, I let sweetness settle into the bed as I unzip my trousers and pull out my cock. I came prepared today with no boxers on so it’s a miracle my pre-cum hasn’t seeped through and soiled my clothes already. Pushing my trousers to below my knees. I get on the bed with sweetness and make myself comfortable between his thighs.
His cock strands proud as it shines with his own pre-cum.
Putting my hands on either one of his legs, I push them upwards and shuffle even closer to him. My nostrils flare as I look at the place I want to desperately be inside of, and my own cock drips as my pre-cum runs down the underside of my tip.
“Lube?”
I ask him even though I already know he’s prepared.
He’s sopping wet, and since he’s so popular here, I reckon he’ll tell me he doesn’t need it.
