1. The Finder


    Date: 1/1/2024, Categories: Gay Male, Author: bydavidinlace

    ... nobility. He quickly turned and held my gaze and I saw perhaps a hint of sadness in his ash coloured eyes, for the first time I sensed a degree of vulnerability.
    
    When he finally spoke it was quieter, not so self assured "David I am hoping that I see something in you that possibly could be of interest to both of us, a kindred spirit perhaps, one that could umm.....possibly get better acquainted with, perhaps occasionally grace me with some personal attention, special favour if you will."
    
    "A special favour " the phrase spun in my head.
    
    His hand suddenly snaked over and was on my thigh, he squeezed my leg. His warm hand travelled toward my crotch which involuntarily inflated my cock which he instantly noticed.
    
    "Mmmmmm....it certainly looks as though you're up for the challenge," he purred "I think you have all the necessary tools." And as the back of his hand lightly rubbed my erection he leant in closer, I felt his hot breath on my ear "don't worry about a lack of experience I'm sure you're a quick learner and I'm certainly a good teacher."
    
    "Let's talk tomorrow" and he stood and was gone leaving me flushed and very hard.
    
    Mr Fitzroy had just propositioned me in more ways than one.
    
    Now tell me you've never had a gay fantasy wank and I'll call you a liar.
    
    He was certainly asking but I didn't know if I was offering, however my unruly cock seemed to disagree with my brain.
    
    I drove home in utter confusion, probably very badly, I fumbled with my keys and ...
    ... finally slammed the door shut and to my embarrassment dropped my trousers and underwear sat and began a slow sensual wank. I closed my eyes and considered the earlier exchange, I began to picture Crispin naked with my cock in his mouth or on all fours as I took him hard from behind, I was losing my shit here but before I could replace the image with the busty barmaid from the local pub my cock spewed its load over my hand.
    
    Fuck, what a mess, literally.
    
    I woke late the next day and groggily sat coffee in hand in front of my laptop, opened the messenger and saw that I had a new email, and yes it was from Crispin.
    
    My hand shook as I clicked.
    
    "David,
    
    Good Morning, firstly if I came on a little strong yesterday and caused offence then sincere apologies. If I misjudged the situation I hope we can move on and continue in a cordial professional manner.
    
    On the other hand if I aroused any interest through my clumsy actions then perhaps we could explore these further, I can assure you of my complete discretion in all matters."
    
    I continued to read as the note took on a more business like tone, the nuts and bolts was that I would receive 1% commission on any deals done and then thumbnails of an available property which I may have a buyer for, the price? A cool three million.
    
    But then came the catch.
    
    "Boarding school left me with some very unusual interests which, I'll be frankly honest, have been extremely difficult to satisfactorily pursue, it's difficult to find ...
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