Expensive Company (chaotic-grdell)
<h1 id="title">Elliquiy Role Playing Forums</h1>
		<h2 id="linktree">Play-By-Post: Bondage, D/s, S&amp;M =&gt; Bondage: Human Solos =&gt; Topic started by: Serephino on 10-05-2009, 04:13:30</h2>
		<dl id="posts">
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Expensive Company (chaotic-grdell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Serephino</strong> on <strong>10-05-2009, 04:13:30</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aaron Thomas seemed to have it made.&nbsp; He lived in a nice apartment, and drove a nice car.&nbsp; If anyone knew how he got all that money they might not think he was so lucky.<br><br>Aaron worked for an escort service that catered to wealthy men who liked younger men.&nbsp; The company charged $900 an hour, or $1,500 per day, and gave Aaron fifty percent.&nbsp; Even if he only worked for an hour a week he was making a decent living.&nbsp; He worked a lot more than that though.&nbsp; He was considered petite at 5'5", had a slender build, blonde hair, and blue eyes.<br><br>One evening he received a call and given an address to go.&nbsp; His services were once again required.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Expensive Company (chaotic-grdell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>grdell</strong> on <strong>10-05-2009, 04:50:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jackson Wright stood by the window of the hotel room, staring out at the expensive view but not really seeing anything. He was far too nervous. He had negotiated multi-million dollar deals that hadn't had him feeling like this - his palms sweaty, his face flush, his scrotum bunched up and tingling. The last time he could remember feeling like this was just before he proposed to his wife, almost twenty years ago.<br><br>Oh, God. Janeane. What would she do if she found out about this? He tried not to think about it.<br><br>He had always been what was called nowadays "bi-curious," but he had never acted on those feelings. Well, maybe once or twice he had masturbated to one of his son's Abercrombie and Fitch catalogs... Oh, hell, who was he lying to? More than once or twice - more like every damn chance he got anymore. But he had promised himself that he would do something about it before he turned 40. And he had never yet broken a promise. Not to himself, not to anyone. But the years ticked by and as he approached that milestone, he found himself growing anxious and fearful. But he had put it off as long as he could, and now, at 39, it was impossible to put off any longer.<br><br>He was glad that he had always kept himself in top physical condition - playing racquetball at the gym, swimming in his own olympic-sized pool, or even just playing some tag football with his son. He didn't think he would have been able to go through with it if he had had to submit an escort to some flabby old-man's body. But he was proud of his physique, and he sure as hell didn't look 39 - even with the gray creeping in more and more every day.<br><br>He tried once more to take a sip of the scotch that was in the glass in his hand, but the ice had long since melted, and the watery liquor had lost its appeal. When the knock finally came at the door, he damn near dropped the glass. Putting it down on the dresser, he moved to the door and opened it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Expensive Company (chaotic-grdell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Serephino</strong> on <strong>15-05-2009, 04:24:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aaron knew his way around the fancy hotel.&nbsp; It seemed to be a favorite among his clients.&nbsp; He was only given a few odd glances as he made his way up to the room and knocked on the door.&nbsp; He gave a soft smile to the man who answered.&nbsp; "Hello, you're Mr Wright?" he asked, reading the name off his little piece of paper and stepping into the room.<br><br>He gave the man a quick once over.&nbsp; This guy wasn't the type of man Aaron was used to.&nbsp; Most wealthy men who enjoyed an occasional piece of boy ass were much older and had let themselves go.&nbsp; This man was attractive.&nbsp; <br><br>He strode over to the bed and sat down confidently.&nbsp; They both knew what they were there for, so Aaron waited quietly for further instruction.&nbsp; Some men liked to have a drink first or something, while others liked to get right down to business.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Expensive Company (chaotic-grdell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>grdell</strong> on <strong>15-05-2009, 05:13:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jackson could feel his heart beating very fast in his chest. He was nervous, but he didn't let it show in the board meetings, and he sure as hell wasn't going to let it show to an escort. He had to admit, the agency had picked someone damn near perfect for him, given his directions. They ought to, as expensive as they were.<br><br>The corner of his mouth twisted up in a grin as the familiar double entendre played out once more. "I sure hope so," he replied, making a play on the homonym of his last name.<br><br>After closing and locking the door, he followed the young man to the bed and sat down next to him, immediately laying one hand on Aaron's thigh.<br><br>"I have to tell you, this is my first time with a man. Not with an escort, mind you, I've had some of the best call girls around. But I know what I want, and I almost always get it." The hand on Aaron's thigh started moving slowly up and down. "And tonight, what I want is you." He leaned forward and kissed Aaron, his other hand coming up behind the younger man's head and holding him firmly in place. His kiss was passionate, but not hurried. He wasn't some high school kid desperate for action - he was a mature man who knew how to take his time and enjoy himself.<br><br>He broke off the kiss and looked Aaron directly in the face. He seemed to just want to stare into his eyes for a moment.<br><br>"What's your name, anyway?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Expensive Company (chaotic-grdell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Serephino</strong> on <strong>21-05-2009, 06:26:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aaron's body stiffened a little when the man's hand landed on his thigh.&nbsp; Even after all this time it was still a bit uncomfortable at first.&nbsp; He didn't think he'd ever get over that.&nbsp; <br><br>He stiffened again at the kiss.&nbsp; That was something he generally didn't do because it was so personal.&nbsp; The things he did do were usually considered more personal, but to Aaron it was business.&nbsp; <br><br>"My name is Aaron," he answered softly.&nbsp; His body knew the drill and he already had a tent in his pants.&nbsp; "Am I staying an hour or the entire night?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Expensive Company (chaotic-grdell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>grdell</strong> on <strong>21-05-2009, 17:25:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jackson felt Aaron stiffen under him when he kissed him. Interesting. Jackson himself was nervous, but he had a lifetime of training in not showing it, while this kid was making it plain that he was somewhat uncomfortable with what was happening. He was professional enough that he sat there and took it, yet neither jaded enough that such things didn't bother him, nor experienced enough to not show it if they did. Well, Aaron had a few life lessons in store for him tonight, that was for sure. Jackson had planned this out once the call was made and knew what he wanted.<br><br>"Oh, what I want from you is going to take a good deal more than just an hour. I booked you for the night, but I don't think there's going to be much sleeping involved."<br><br>His hands hadn't moved yet - his right still holding the back of Aaron's head, his left caressing his thigh - when he looked down and noticed the growing bulge in Aaron's crotch. His left hand moved slightly upward and began gently rubbing in that area.<br><br>"Anxious? Don't get too excited too soon, I don't want this to end too quickly."<br><br>His right hand dipped down behind the back of Aaron's shirt, rubbing his back for a moment before he used both to pull the shirt off. He tossed it to one side and looked at Aaron's slender chest for a moment before pushing him back onto the bed. He leaned in and began sucking on one nipple while his hands explored Aaron's exposed upper body.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Expensive Company (chaotic-grdell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Serephino</strong> on <strong>26-05-2009, 03:43:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aaron swallowed hard when Jackson started rubbing his cock through his pants.&nbsp; He moaned softly just before his shirt was pulled off.&nbsp; This wasn't how it usually started.&nbsp; <br><br>He fell back on the bed, putting his arms up over his head.&nbsp; He licked his lips and whimpered when the man started sucking on his sensitive nipple.&nbsp; His chest started heaving as he tried to control himself.&nbsp; His job was to please this man and he would get in trouble if he didn't.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Expensive Company (chaotic-grdell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>grdell</strong> on <strong>26-05-2009, 15:43:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While working on Aaron, Jackson started unbuttoning his own shirt. He then sat up straight and took it off. Aside from an appendectomy scar, his body looked good. He wasn't lean enough to be showing off defined six-pack abs, but he wasn't flabby, either. His time at the gym was obvious.<br><br>He smiled at Aaron. "I like you, kid. I like the nervy edge. It shows me I'm not like your other clients."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Expensive Company (chaotic-grdell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Serephino</strong> on <strong>05-06-2009, 03:50:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aaron smiled softly.&nbsp; He didn't know what he was doing that this guy liked so much, but he hoped he could keep it up.&nbsp; "You're not," he said truthfully.&nbsp; "Like my other clients I mean."<br><br>He sat up and lightly ran his fingers down Jackson's sides.&nbsp; He wasn't old, fat, and bald either.&nbsp; This he could work with.&nbsp; He slipped out of his pants and leaned in to nip at the other man's nipples, shifting attention back to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Expensive Company (chaotic-grdell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>grdell</strong> on <strong>05-06-2009, 04:28:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jackson smiled at Aaron's statement, and that smile turned into a leer when Aaron slipped his pants off. But when Aaron started in on his nipples, his eyes rolled back and he sighed. His wife never bothered with this kind of foreplay, and he'd never had his own nipples sucked on before. He didn't realize it would be like this.<br><br>He leaned back on the bed, holding the back of Aaron's head with one hand, while the other moved its way down Aaron's back. The younger man's ass felt good in his hand - much firmer than his wife's. He kneaded and squeezed and slapped and Aaron could feel Jackson's erection straining the seams of his trousers.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Expensive Company (chaotic-grdell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Serephino</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 03:36:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aaron continued nipping at his client's flesh before pushing him back and crawling on top of him.&nbsp; Having his ass groped felt good and he was already hard.&nbsp; He ground himself against the bulge in the other man's pants with a soft smile.<br><br>He leaned down so that their faces were only inches apart.&nbsp; "You know," he said in a soft seductive tone.&nbsp; "We haven't discussed what you want here.&nbsp; My bosses should have sent you a service price list.&nbsp; So tell me what you want, and your wish is my command."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Expensive Company (chaotic-grdell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>grdell</strong> on <strong>16-06-2009, 16:36:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jackson looked up at Aaron. "Oh, price is no object."<br><br>He moved both hands to grasp Aaron's arms and rolled them both over so that he was on top. He put both knees on either side of Aaron's thighs and sat up.<br><br>"And as for what I want, well let's keep it easy and say I want the whole damn menu."<br><br>He began undoing his belt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Expensive Company (chaotic-grdell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Serephino</strong> on <strong>22-06-2009, 03:38:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aaron gazed up at the man taking slow shallow breaths.&nbsp; Being with a new client was always a little nerve wracking until he knew what they expected.&nbsp; "So what are you going to do with me?" he asked in a seductive tone while he watched the man undress.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Expensive Company (chaotic-grdell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>grdell</strong> on <strong>23-06-2009, 15:43:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jackson took a deep breath and let it out slowly.<br><br>"To be perfectly honest, I'm a bit... frustrated. What I want is to imagine that you're one of my son's friends who comes around the house and flaunts his youth and good looks all the time. Whenever I see him, I just want to shove him back against a wall and wipe that cock-sure attitude off his smug face. Kiss him, grope him and fuck the living daylights out of him to put him in his place.<br><br>"Like I said, I've never been with a man before, but I've always kind of fantasized about it. And then along came Derek - that's my son's friend - and fantasies just kind of turned into lust.<br><br>"So what I want to do with you is... a little different, actually. I want it to be like you would resist at first... but then give in and want it, too. I want to imagine that Derek wants me just as much as I want him."<br><br>Jackson leaned forward, putting his hands on either side of Aaron's shoulders.<br><br>"Just as much as I want you..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Expensive Company (chaotic-grdell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Serephino</strong> on <strong>25-06-2009, 03:57:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aaron listened and nodded in understanding.&nbsp; "So, you want to role play then?"&nbsp; It wasn't such an unusual request.&nbsp; People who paid for high priced prostitutes usually had some sort of fantasy they wanted to play out that they otherwise couldn't.&nbsp; Aaron was used to being a physical substitute.<br><br>He took a step back.&nbsp; "What are you doing Sir?&nbsp; I just came to see if your son was here."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Expensive Company (chaotic-grdell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>grdell</strong> on <strong>26-06-2009, 20:45:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Jackson stepped forward as Aaron stepped back.<br><br>"Oh, Danny's here all right. But today, your business is not with him, but with me."<br><br>He pulled his belt from his pants and looped it between his hands, snapping it tight.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Expensive Company (chaotic-grdell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Serephino</strong> on <strong>04-07-2009, 02:43:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aaron took a few more steps back.&nbsp; "Sir, I...&nbsp; I think I should go."&nbsp; <br><br>He looked scared as he practically ran for the door.&nbsp; He fumbled with the doorknob as if it was locked, or if he was just too scared to function.&nbsp; "Tell Danny I'll call him."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Expensive Company (chaotic-grdell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>grdell</strong> on <strong>06-07-2009, 19:49:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In two long strides, Jackson was there, right behind Aaron. He grabbed the wrist closest to him and held it tight. Jackson looked down at Aaron with naked hunger in his expression.<br><br>"Oh, you'll call out all right, but it better not be for Danny, not if you know what's good for you."<br><br>He began pulling Aaron back toward the bed.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Expensive Company (chaotic-grdell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Serephino</strong> on <strong>09-07-2009, 06:00:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Aaron gasped and whimpered when his wrist was grabbed.&nbsp; In reality it was turning him on a little, but he pretended to be scared.&nbsp; "Sir, please...." he begged and pulled back a little.&nbsp; "I don't know what you're doing, but you're scaring me."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Expensive Company (chaotic-grdell)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>grdell</strong> on <strong>27-07-2009, 21:15:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A smile spread across Jackson's face that was dark and greedy.<br><br>"You'll find out what I'm doing soon enough," he said. "And then you'll be really scared."<br><br>He suddenly yanked on Aaron's arm - strong enough to pull him in toward him, but not so strong as to hurt him. He laid one hand on Aaron's chest, his fingers quickly finding Aaron's nipple and rolling it between finger and thumb. The gesture was rough, but not so rough as to be painful.
			</dd>
		</dl>
		<div id="footer" class="smalltext">
			
			<span class="smalltext" style="display: inline; visibility: visible; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?action=credits" title="Simple Machines Forum" target="_blank" class="new_win">SMF 2.0.19</a> |
 <a href="https://www.simplemachines.org/about/smf/license.php" title="License" target="_blank" class="new_win">SMF © 2021</a>, <a href="https://www.simplemachines.org" title="Simple Machines" target="_blank" class="new_win">Simple Machines</a>
			</span>
		</div>