I am a very wealthy, single businessman, who made his fortune in high technology. I have an aptitude for computers and it has made me rich; very rich. So rich in fact that I have great difficulty meeting women. They are blinded by my wealth and cannot see me for myself. This has led to a rather solitary lifestyle, which suits me as I'm am forever working.
My house is grand in scale and appointments. So much so that recently I interviewed and hired a private valet. My life has changed completely.
I had contacted an agency who introduced me to Curt. They arranged the interview and when I met him I was impressed by his professionalism. He really knew his stuff about maintaining a house for a wealthy, busy client. The interview lasted about three hours as we sat and talked about almost everything under the sun. I asked him to return the following week to meet again. This second meeting was to be much more casual.
When Curt arrived he was nicely dressed in chinos, white dress shirt and loafers. His belt, watch and jewelry revealed an impeccable sense of style. We talked again for another few hours and had a couple of drinks. I was feeling confident about hiring him, but was looking for that little extra oompf. He was rather young, and I needed somebody with real life experience. He told me a bit about himself personally, that clinched the deal.
He was an excellent cook and loved to do it. He had been a professional masseur and I could call upon him to do so. He would also be proficient at maintaining my sense of concentration and focus. When I asked him what this meant. He alluded to the fact that when needed he could arrange for gratification of my personal needs. I asked if this meant that he could get me girls, he said it could be that and then some. I didn't get it. He seemed reticent to explain more, but I assured him that he could speak freely.
He carefully explained that sometimes all a man really needed was a quick but wonderful blowjob to take the edge off. Sometimes a discreet partner might not be found; one that could perform beautifully, without alerting the media. If the need presented itself, he could perform this duty; professionally and with a smile, he added. I was stunned and must have appeared so.
He made clear that he loved fucking women, but enjoyed the idea of simply sucking a man's cock. I was actually getting a bit aroused as he explained how he loved the smooth feel of it in his mouth and the rush of having a forceful, warm ejaculation into his mouth. He loved to do it softly and lovingly, taking his time in giving exquisite pleasure. Over the years he had perfected his technique into one of the worlds best deep-throat blowjobs.
I found myself getting a bit aroused by the talk, but when he offered to show me I hesitated. We chatted some more but my penis was feeling thick and tingly. I kept watching his lips and mouth as he talked. Finally he admitted to really wanting to show me his oral artistry and would I consent to letting him suck my cock. I finally relented after some thought. 'What the hell' I thought to myself. He smiled and stood, which revealed a bit more about himself. He had a very large penis and it was pushing out the front of his pants.
He led me to my office and closed the door behind us. Telling me to relax under his care I allowed him to pull off my clothes. He folded each piece carefully as it came off me, and when he removed my underwear from behind me, my cock leapt up and out in front. He told me to relax under his touch, and asked whether I would mind if he were nude as well. I told him it was fine with me. He stripped revealing a wonderfully taut body and a beautiful big penis about 9 inches long and thick. It was only semi-erect but swung out nicely. I realized that it was a pleasure to look at.
He sat me in my desk chair, and kneeled between my legs.
"I must tell you in all candor, that if you hire me I would enjoy this for you all the time. You have a beautiful penis." He looked at me and smiled, then his gaze dropped smoothly to my cock. His hands caressed my legs softly as he gazed at my throbbing penis.
"To be honest, men's bodies really do nothing for me, but sometimes a man's cock will excite me no end." He smiled and leered at my cock. "Yours excites me a lot! Big and thick, with an exquisite shape." His hands caressed my balls, gently. "Hell, even if you don't hire me, I would suck your cock any time." His hands traveled up the shaft. They felt like velvet. "Oh, yes. I can feel the need. You are so hard. When did you come last?"
I told him about the previous weeks date with the playboy channel. "Then you probably need this right?" He asked as his hands stroked my length softly. I nodded to him with a goofy smile. "Then let me suck you and give you release".
He leaned down and kissed the tip. "What a beautiful cock." He opened his mouth and engulfed the head. I could feel his tongue stroking the underside. "Oh, so soft and warm." He continued opening his mouth wide and engulfing the head softly. Watching his handsome features as he kept French kissing the head of my cock was making me crazy. "I love your penis. I love sucking your penis" he was gazing into my eyes. "You love my mouth on your cock, don't you?"
"God, its so perfect."
"Yes it is. Just for you." He took a deeper stroke and I almost came. "See, I would do this for you anytime. After work; before work; before a big meeting; in the middle of the night. Come to me and I'll suck your cock. I love it anytime." He slid me in and out, agonizingly slowly. "Don't strain or hold back. When you're ready to come, just release into me. " He kept going slowly. He was the best in the world. "Here's the part that both of us will love the most. Wait 'til you feel my deep throat."
