assmuncher
he was a pretty little thing .. one of those boys who u know got cheated out of a vagina by the baby sex fairy. His body wasn't really all that feminine to be perfectly honest he was actually really well endowed for a guy his size .. he was some where in the neighborhood of 5 foot 5 inches and he weight around 110 maybe 115 pounds . He was toned and had a creamy Mediterranean skin flavor that was even and smooth.. something about his skin made you hungry I'm not sure why but it made you actually physically hungry. He grew no body hair, had full pouty lips, and incredible eyelashes that batted come hither glances with ease.
He's drunk now , sprawled gracelessly across my bed moaning about his DESPERATE need to go to this "super" drag show.. "Everybody who is anybody will be there."and he "HAS to go and he HAS to be dressed amazingly ..
only one problem the cops are cracking down on the "gurls" and if he tries to work he's afraid he'll get busted and all three of his regular johns are out of pocket for some reason...
"I'll just die if I don't get to go moma I will I'll just expire on the spot!"
I already have a plan.
First I know that i went and worked my "mystic beat" and pulled a hundred bucks in tips .
Second i know that our upstairs neighbor Jocky has just broken up with his S.O. and is in the dangerous territory of having to appear at said event with an empty arm.. Which is a good thing when your young and wild, but when your an older glam boy you want to appear stable. The best way to do that, is to always have something pretty on your arm.
The third thing i know which he also knows but isn't willing to admit is that I am an utter perv. and adore watching men do just about anything naked, and I really like it when they do what ever they are doing naked in pairs or larger groups.
Fourth i know that my "other half" the jackass that he is, is passed out on the couch in his unders with a bong between his knees and i am pissssssed about it. You know some people can smoke pot regularly and still live life. This jerk can't, he gets stoned and is worthless for anything ! Which is shitty in general, but especially shitty when you consider that I have an impossibly huge jewelry order to fill in two days. One that he is supposed to be helping me with since he quit his job ( A brilliant maneuver which leaves me scrambling to pay rent). I already have the money for rent but that isn't the point now is it ?
I'm not worried about Jocky at all he'll bite on the idea. He needs a cute escort and he owes me BIG TIME for a favor (that will probably make it to another story). I know I got enough dough to buy this kid a cute outfit and what I can't do Jocky will help with. If the kid looks good then Jocky looks good you know. So clothes aren't an issue anymore, and I tell the boy as much .
You' would think he would seem relived by me saying as much.....but he isn't and do you know why ? It's because he knows me. He knows it's gonna cost him something only he can't figure out what . He asks me in a mousy voice "moma whats in it for you?" I must have smiled because I suddenly saw fear in his eyes . People don't like it when I smile, never have. " Oh nothing you don't do on a normal night doll." the words slide out of my mouth covered in honey. "Just a little work and a few pictures is all." I'm doing my level best to sound innocent and.... well not like I'm planning to have this kid violate a straight man while he's bound gaged and stoned out of his mind. "Just go upstairs and ask Jocky to come down with his bag of tricks tell him it's preeeeemo impotantay" i think the fear must have sobered him a little. he's no longer staggering and his speech is much clearer. He's gone now and i have busied myself straighting up the living room. I don't want a dirty house in those pics now do I ? of course not. .....
he was a pretty little thing .. one of those boys who u know got cheated out of a vagina by the baby sex fairy. His body wasn't really all that feminine to be perfectly honest he was actually really well endowed for a guy his size .. he was some where in the neighborhood of 5 foot 5 inches and he weight around 110 maybe 115 pounds . He was toned and had a creamy Mediterranean skin flavor that was even and smooth.. something about his skin made you hungry I'm not sure why but it made you actually physically hungry. He grew no body hair, had full pouty lips, and incredible eyelashes that batted come hither glances with ease.
He's drunk now , sprawled gracelessly across my bed moaning about his DESPERATE need to go to this "super" drag show.. "Everybody who is anybody will be there."and he "HAS to go and he HAS to be dressed amazingly ..
only one problem the cops are cracking down on the "gurls" and if he tries to work he's afraid he'll get busted and all three of his regular johns are out of pocket for some reason...
"I'll just die if I don't get to go moma I will I'll just expire on the spot!"
I already have a plan.
First I know that i went and worked my "mystic beat" and pulled a hundred bucks in tips .
Second i know that our upstairs neighbor Jocky has just broken up with his S.O. and is in the dangerous territory of having to appear at said event with an empty arm.. Which is a good thing when your young and wild, but when your an older glam boy you want to appear stable. The best way to do that, is to always have something pretty on your arm.
The third thing i know which he also knows but isn't willing to admit is that I am an utter perv. and adore watching men do just about anything naked, and I really like it when they do what ever they are doing naked in pairs or larger groups.
Fourth i know that my "other half" the jackass that he is, is passed out on the couch in his unders with a bong between his knees and i am pissssssed about it. You know some people can smoke pot regularly and still live life. This jerk can't, he gets stoned and is worthless for anything ! Which is shitty in general, but especially shitty when you consider that I have an impossibly huge jewelry order to fill in two days. One that he is supposed to be helping me with since he quit his job ( A brilliant maneuver which leaves me scrambling to pay rent). I already have the money for rent but that isn't the point now is it ?
I'm not worried about Jocky at all he'll bite on the idea. He needs a cute escort and he owes me BIG TIME for a favor (that will probably make it to another story). I know I got enough dough to buy this kid a cute outfit and what I can't do Jocky will help with. If the kid looks good then Jocky looks good you know. So clothes aren't an issue anymore, and I tell the boy as much .
You' would think he would seem relived by me saying as much.....but he isn't and do you know why ? It's because he knows me. He knows it's gonna cost him something only he can't figure out what . He asks me in a mousy voice "moma whats in it for you?" I must have smiled because I suddenly saw fear in his eyes . People don't like it when I smile, never have. " Oh nothing you don't do on a normal night doll." the words slide out of my mouth covered in honey. "Just a little work and a few pictures is all." I'm doing my level best to sound innocent and.... well not like I'm planning to have this kid violate a straight man while he's bound gaged and stoned out of his mind. "Just go upstairs and ask Jocky to come down with his bag of tricks tell him it's preeeeemo impotantay" i think the fear must have sobered him a little. he's no longer staggering and his speech is much clearer. He's gone now and i have busied myself straighting up the living room. I don't want a dirty house in those pics now do I ? of course not. .....
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