Date: Mon, 13 Aug 2018 00:31:39 +0200
From: Bob Johnson <bjjl@mail.com>
Subject: The Escort Club

The Escort Club.

By BMAN
bjjl@mail.com

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Roger had been with the firm for twenty eight years. The stocks had gone
down and so had his 401k. If things weren't bad enough; the company was
bought out by a larger firm and Roger found himself a victim of a corporate
take over. He was 54 ; a meager 401k in the bank and a house and car still
not paid for. There was no places for him to turn now. His wife had
divorced him eight years ago. He had a 26 year old son, but he was gay and
Roger told him he didn't want to see him anymore.

Now the times had changed and so had the job market for 55 year old men. He
did manage to land a job as a night watchman with a security firm, but at
minimum wages and no benefits.  One of the men he worked with, John who
told him about a side job that could make him some money.

"It's called the Escort Club."

Roger looked at him. "You mean escorting women around town?"

John shook his head. "No.  It's a prostitution club. Not for women but
men."

Roger looked surprised. "You mean sex with men?"

"Yeah. They suck you. You suck them.  Jerk you off. You know?"

"That's disgusting! How do you know about this club? Are you a pervert?"

John laughed at him. "Hey! Money is money. It's part time and you can
probably make three or four hundred a week."

3 or 4 hundred a week? Roger was having a hard time believing that.

"That sounds preposterous."

John shook his head. "I did it for nine months. Got me out of debt. Now if
I need a little extra. I just go see them."

John wrote something down on a piece of paper and handed it to
Roger. "Here. That's the address and the guy you wanna see."

Roger threw the paper in the waste can. "I'm no a homosexual! I don't have
sex with men!"

John shrugged his shoulders. "I'm not either. I'm marred. Have been for
eighteen years. But, money is money no matter where it comes from."

John went on about his nightly rounds to the back of the plant. Roger took
his flashlight and went to do his rounds at the front of the plant. Before
he left, he quickly grabbed the note from the waste can and put it in his
pocket.

As he made his way along the cat walk, Roger kept thinking about the
money. 3 or 4 hundred a week would help him out tremendously. However, he
could not stoop to homosexuality to do it. He kept thinking about his son,
William. When William told him he was gay and was sleeping with men. Roger
had a fit; wondering why he had not seen it. What did he miss? He told
William to leave his house and go live his perverted life somewhere else.

The phone was ringing just as Roger got in the house. "Hello? Hello? Yes
this is Roger. Twin city finance company. Yes. Yes, I know I have missed
two payments on the car. Look I'm just trying to get my feet back on the
ground...You can't take the car. I have a job. I need the car to get to
work. How much? Six hundred? I'll get the money to you somehow."

Roger slammed the phone down. He couldn't afford to lose his car. That was
not an option.

Roger pulled the paper from his pocket and looked it over.

The door was open, Roger walked it to be met by a tall husky man. "We're
not open yet. Come back tonight."

Roger handed him the note. "I need to see Dugan."

"Follow me."

Roger was led down a hall to the back. The man knocked on the door. "Dugan!
Got a client for ya!"

Roger walked into the office. A chubby, bald man sat behind a desk smoking
a cigar. "I'm Dugan. What can I do for ya?"

Roger swallowed before he spoke. "A friend of mine gave me your name and
address. He said I could make some money as an escort."

"You're friend got a name?"

"John. John Talbot."

"Ya know what kind of escort service I run here?"

Roger swallowed again. "John told me a little."

"It's for men only. Young men; old men. I got clients for all."

Dugan stood up and stepped from behind his desk. He took another big puff
from his cigar. "Take your clothes off"

Roger stared at him for a moment. "Is that necessary?"

Dugan waved his cigar at him. "It is if you wanna work for me. I need to
know what merchandise you have. Now, get your clothes off."

Roger slowly undressed, placing his clothes on the empty chair. Dugan
puffed his cigar and stared at Roger.

"Turn around. Face me. Spread your legs. Not bad. Know how big are you
hard?"

Roger was feeling really embarrassed about then. He slowly shook his
head. Dugan took another puff off his cigar. "Maybe you're seven inches
hard. Maybe more. Nice hanging set of balls. Not too much hair. How tall
are ya? How much ya weigh? How old are ya?"

"I'm 5' 11" I'm about 180, 181. I'm 54."

Dugan made Roger turn around again.

"Well groomed; good muscle tone; circumcised; nice round muscular ass. I
like the silver gray hair and mustache. Gives you that distinguished
gentleman look. Put your clothes back on."

Roger quickly dressed as Dugan sat back down behind his desk.

"You got any nice looking suits?"

Roger nodded. "Yes. I have several."

"Good. I got some Japanese clients that like American men in suits."

Roger stared at Dugan. "We haven't talked about money yet."

Dugan took a puff from his cigar and blew the smoke in Roger's
direction. "You get a hundred a client. Japanese business convention this
weekend. I think you could make about six hundred or even more. Depends."

Rogers eyes opened wide when he heard that. "Depends?"

"Yeah. You gotta go see my doctor. Here's the address. Needs to make sure
you won't keel over from a heart attack."

Roger removed his clothes and sat quietly in the exam room. The doctor
began his examination. Checking Roger over for everything including the
prostate exam.

"You seem to be in good health. I'm going to give you an erectile
enhancer."

Roger quickly replied. "I don't have an erectile problem. I don't need any
drugs."

The doctor reached in the cabinet and pulled a small bottle out. "That may
be true when you are with women. You may have a problem with men."

He handed them to Roger. "You take one of these about an hour ahead of
time. You'll discover your erections will be much stronger and last
longer. You'll also be able to have orgasms at a quicker rate. Only take
one per evening. Never two! I'll see you next week for a check up on how
your vitals are doing."

Roger left the doctor with his bottle of pills.

Roger made his rounds at the plant that Friday evening. He would be off the
week end, working his part time job for Dugan. John came up and slapped him
on the back.

"Hey! Hundred buck a client. Pretty good, huh?"

Roger nodded. "Yes. I guess so. How much did you make?"

"Best they gave me was sixty-five a client."

Roger poured himself another cup of coffee. "They gave me these pills to
take. Suppose to make you hard. I never took anything like that before."

John laughed. "Yeah, they do! After my nut; it Usually took about ten
minutes before I could get stiff and have another."

Roger took a sip of coffee. "You didn't have any side effects?"

John laughed out loud. "Yeah! My orgasms were really intense. Better than
ever before. If you wanna call that a side effect. I call it a plus."

Roger received his instructions on the phone from Dugan.

"Hotel Wainwright. Your room is under the name Walter. Room 422. Wait in
the room. You'll hear four knocks on the door. That's your client."

The room way quite big. Beautifully tiled bathroom and king size bed. One
round table and two chairs by the window. Suddenly there were four knocks
on the door. Roger opened it.

A young Japanese man stood in the doorway. He was short, wore glasses and
was wearing a fine suit. He quickly stepped into the room and locked the
door.

Roger looked at him. "Is there something I should do?"

The Japanese man looked up at him. "No. I will do everything. You just do
what I say."

Roger nodded his head and stood there while the Japanese man undressed.

He knelt down naked in front of Roger; his fingers unzipping Roger's
trousers. He reached in and pulled Roger's cock out in the open. Roger was
already hard from the pill he took earlier. The Japanese man was very
pleased with Roger's cock and balls. He fondled and kissed them for almost
a minute before taking the cock in his mouth. Roger's wife was the only
person that ever suck on his cock and that was many years ago when they
were first married.

Roger had forgot how great it felt having a warm mouth over his cock, even
if it was a man. The Japanese man ordered Roger to sit on the edge of the
bed. He knelt down and opened his legs. "Play with my cock while I suck
you."

Roger reached down and took the Asian man's stiff cock in his hand; slowly
stroking it. The Japanese man was moaning and groaning as Roger
stroked. Roger was thinking to himself; what a horrible way to make money.

Suddenly, Roger felt himself coming to the edge and a few seconds later; he
was ejaculating in the man's mouth. It was an orgasm that made Roger shiver
and shake all over.

The Japanese man pulled away. "Faster! Faster! Make me cum!"

Roger quickened the pace, sliding his hand up and down the stiff
cock. Suddenly he felt his hand was wet with the young man's sperm.

The Asian man stood up holding his cock. "We take a shower now. Remove your
clothes."

Roger stripped down and they went into the bathroom. The Japanese man
adjusted the shower and they both stepped in. The Japanese man gently
rubbed his hands all over Roger's naked body. It was the most humiliating
thing Roger had ever experienced. This gay Japanese man feeling up every
inch of his body. The humiliation got worse when the young man poked his
fingers up Roger's ass. To add to the disgrace, Roger's cock was quickly
swelling up and hard again.

This delighted the Japanese man who quickly knelt down and began licking
and kissing it. Roger wanted to get it over with but his staying power was
very good after taking that pill. Again, the young Asian took Roger over
the edge. His orgasm was even greater than the last one. He held the
Japanese man's head while forcing his cock in and out of his mouth. The
Japanese man was masturbating himself while Roger ejaculated in his mouth
again.

In less than an hour, it was all over. The Japanese man dressed and quickly
left the room. Roger put his clothes on and turned the television on. A
half hour passed before another four knocks came on the door. He opened it
and another young Japanese man entered the room. The young man removed
Roger's cloths and was quite delighted to see Roger's cock was already
stiff as a board. The humiliation would continue for Roger until the
evening was up and he was paid.

Sunday morning Roger was back at the hotel; this time in room 518. It was
going to be a repeat of Saturday night, or so Roger thought. The four
knocks came and Roger opened the door. This time two Asian men were
there. Roger was completely caught off guard. The two Asian men had brought
restraints with them and a few bondage items. Ball gag, nipple clamps, butt
plug and cuffs.

They bound Roger's arms behind his back and fastened the ball gag into his
mouth. Roger was still trying to understand what was happening while they
stripped him of all his clothes. Naked and bound like an animal; Roger lay
on the floor at the feet of his captors. He had never been so frightened
and helpless in his life. The men threw him across the bed. One of the men
quickly began playing with Roger's hard cock, stroking and rubbing it.

The man lightly slapped Roger on the balls and Roger grunted loudly. They
rolled him over on the bed, applied some lubricant and forced the butt plug
into Roger's ass. They rolled him back over on his back and the Asian man
began playing with Roger's cock again; rubbing and twisting the swollen
head. The other Asian man was playing with the nipple clamps they had put
on. Pulling and twisting them and making Roger squirm around on the bed.

Suddenly, the orgasm came over Roger like nothing he had ever experienced
before. The Asian man was rubbing the glans of the cock over and over and
as fast as he could. Roger was thrashing on the bed like a wild man. It was
so intense; Roger thought he might pass out if he didn't stop. After the
orgasm, Roger's cock became flaccid for a short while. It perked right back
up when the men began to play with the butt plug. The plug was removed and
Roger was mounted from behind.

There was nothing he could do but lay there and let himself be
sodomized. It would turn out to be the worst night of his life. They left
Roger in a naked heap on the floor as they left the room. Roger pulled
himself up and went to the shower. He stood under the hot water, letting it
run down his whole body. The water from the shower head was gently dropping
on his cock, and that made him hard again. His cock was still red and sore
from the rough handling Asian man had given it.

The next client did not show him any mercy either. Roger's arms and hands
were tied behind his back and he was given a painful spanking. Roughly
yanked to his knees and a hard cock shoved down his throat. Roger was
gagging and choking on the man's large cock. Roger wanted to protest, but
the big man just slapped his face and told him to suck. It was the first
taste of male sperm Roger ever experienced. The man ejaculated into Roger's
mouth, squirting sperm everywhere. Some of it Roger even had to swallowed.

Roger crawled into the shower once again to wash the seamen away. His cock
was hard and twitching. He was aroused more than ever. There was nothing
else he wanted to do but kneel on the shower floor and masturbate. It was
such an intense feeling, he shivered all over, groaning and grunting as
loud as he could.

That night Dugan came to the room to pay Roger.

Dugan tossed the money on the bed. "There you go. Four hundred."

Roger sat down on the bed.

Dugan slapped him on the arm. "How did you like that bondage? Pretty
exciting, huh?  The Japanese are pretty good at it."

He wanted to tell Dugan he was quitting. Roger was emotionally confused; he
didn't know what to do or think.

Dugan dropped his pants and his thick hard cock popped into view. He
grabbed Roger by the head and pulled him into his crotch. "Go ahead and
suck it! I'll give ya another hundred right now."

Dugan forced his cock into Roger's mouth. Roger felt his own cock swelling
up hard as a board. Roger had been so degraded and humiliated that day; he
didn't care that Dugan was ejaculating in his mouth.

Dugan tossed another hundred on the bed. "I need a bondage daddy! You're
it. You can make a lot more money when you're into bondage. Real
popular. Twice as much."

Roger looked up at him. "I can't do that."

Dugan leaned over. "There is no choice. I said you're my bondage daddy. End
of story."

Dugan lit up his cigar and puffed the smoke into Roger's face. "By the
way. Those guys won't be calling you anymore about your car. Me and them
had a little talk. Seems they're happy to settle your loan."

Roger parked the car in the garage, then walked into the house and locked
the door behind him. He grabbed a beer; switched the remote on to a movie
channel and sat back on the sofa to relax. It was a slasher movie
playing. Naked women chased around old spooky buildings and that always led
to being caught and of course forced sex.

Roger felt his cock growing again in his paints.

His thoughts were about being bound naked and tossed across the bed. Butt
plug jammed up his ass and forced into anal sex. By now his cock was rock
hard. He was becoming more easily aroused now days. Masturbation was the
only thing that would satisfy him. He was ashamed of the pervert he had
become, but he realized he was in too deep to quit now. Even more
humiliating; was the fact he knew it too exciting to quit now.

As the weeks turned into months, Roger was doing much better than he ever
did working 9 to 5 at his old company. He drove a brand new car now. He was
selling his old house and moving to a better place. Things were going very
well for Roger, but there was still a big surprise coming. It would happen
on a Saturday night at the Wainwright hotel. Two of Dugan's men were
getting Roger ready for the evening. They bound him naked in a chair;
gagged and blindfolded.

Dugan's men waited in the room until the knocks came on the door and
someone walked in. Roger heard the door shut and lock. Being blindfolded
even added to the excitement for Roger. His cock was stiff and
throbbing. He heard foot steps coming across the room. Fingers began to
play with his hard nipples.

A deep voice spoke. "What a fine specimen of a man you are. How big and
hard your cock is. Looks like it's even wet on the tip. What a good whore
you are."

The fingers toyed with Roger's cock, stimulating it even more.

The voice asked. "Do you suck cock's really good?"

Roger nodded his head.

The voice asked. "Are you a good fuck?"

Roger nodded again.

Suddenly, the blindfold was removed and Roger's eyes became adjusted to the
light.

He stared up in horror. It was William his son. Roger grunted through the
gag.

William smiled down at him. "My, my how the mighty have fallen."

William flicked his father's nipples with his fingernails. "Look at you so
helpless all bound up tight. Almost anyone could take advantage of you."

Roger grunted and fought against his restraints.

William slapped the head of his father's cock. "No use to struggle. You're
at my mercy now."

William walked over to the door and opened it. Two of his young friends
walked in. All three of them huddled around Roger.

William smiled down at him. "We're going to have every hole in your body
dripping sperm. You're even going to drink my sperm. The sperm of your
son!"

William took his father's stiff cock and began slowly milking it. "Think
about your son masturbating you. How fucking humiliating is that?"

The other two guys laughed; still pinching and pulling on Roger's
nipples. Once again the pill gave Roger a most powerful orgasm. His sperm
shot into the air; his body bucked and twisted as William milked his overly
sensitive cock. The other two boys wasted no time moving him from the chair
to the bed, and tying his legs wide open.

William leaned down to his father. "What a nice hairy pussy you got,
daddy. I'm going to breed you now. Fill your ass with my seed."

William shot his nut and rolled off his father. His friend jumped up on the
bed and shoved his hard cock into Roger's bowels. The third young man
removed the gag and shoved his cock into Rogers mouth. The boys laughed as
Roger gagged on the hard cock.

William pulled the belt from his pants belt and began spanking Roger across
the bare ass. "Com'on, daddy. Suck that cock like a good homosexual. Oh, I
forgot. You threw me out for being a homosexual."

William struck his father's ass several more times with the leather
belt. "Lay there and think about that. Me, my lover Brad and you are all
going to live together. You can be our nice slave daddy. We'll keep you
naked all the time. So any of our friends can come over and fuck you
whenever they like. Doesn't that sound good? Yes, I think that sounds
wonderful, daddy."

William picked up the leather belt. "The red has gone out of your
ass. Looks like I'll have to put it back in."

END.