Sebastian The Male Escort - Part 4/6 - Sex Stories

Sebastian The Male Escort - Part 4/6

... “You now know what I can do for you and you know my fees, so if you want it, just call and we’ll make an appointment. Don’t feel embarrassed in calling directly. I fully understand your sexual needs and you can rest assured that knowledge of our liaison will go no further.” And I have to say that I truly meant what I had just said; I really wanted to redeem myself for the way I had verbally treated this older man, for which behaviour I felt utterly ashamed of myself. Then to my utter surprise Gandolfi said, “You know Sebastian I am infinitely grateful to you for what you have done for me this evening and what I would like to do is to arrange a regular meeting with you, say twice a month on a Friday evening, as tonight and your fees are quite acceptable. I am only happy that I have found someone who can meet my needs, a task which you have, this evening, admirably fulfilled.” And with that, regular booking for my services, I left. You know, I was still wondering about the correct form of address is for a Monsignor. Especially when a young stud like me has his cock stuck up the old boy’s fundamental orifice. On the subway going back north, I reflected on what I had just done, How did I, a young guy not yet twenty years old, feel about copulating with a man old enough be my father, if not my grandfather? Well, once I got started, the age difference seemed not to matter; I was just fucking another man as I had done before, no more, no less, and as far as I was concerned the fact that I was servicing an older man made no difference. I was relieved that I had clearly redeemed myself in Gandolfi’s eyes for my quite unforgivable behaviour, and the proof of the pudding is in the eating and I had come away from Gandolfi with plateful! I arrived home feeling quite relieved that I did not have a black cloud hanging over me: conscience can be an uneasy companion! To be continued