An Officer and a Gentleman
An escort's true story of a first time client.
I had a call this week from a fellow named Brad. He was very polite on the phone, sounded young, and was in Soho staying with some friends. We made a plan and he came over a few hours later. Brad was young, clean shaven with short brown hair. He said that he had never met a guy like this before. We began the session with a massage, he seemed nervous and I tried to put him at ease. I’m really easy going and I just want my company to feel comfortable when they’re in my home. His legs were very muscular and he told me that in college he used to run track. We started talking about physical fitness because I enjoy indoor cycling. He said that he used to be in great shape but that he had an operation about a year ago and he gained a little weight and was kind of self-conscious about it. I thought he had a great body, but what I really liked was his demeanor.
He was thoughtful and polite and just a gentleman. I asked him if he normally has sex with women and he said “Yeah, I used to in college.” I could actually tell because of the body position he tossed me into (most gay men don’t do that one) We took our time and flowed in and out of heated moments of throw down passion and quiet moments of rest and reflection.
He shared that he lived in Boston and comes to New York frequently. He has family in Brooklyn, friends in lower Manhattan, Staten Island, friends in Queens. He said he really wanted to spend time with a hot guy this evening but that he didn’t want to go to a bar and get rejected. I admired his honesty. There are times when you are with a complete stranger and you can be so blunt and honest and share things that you wouldn’t tell anybody else. I liked that about Brad. We were coming up on an hour but he had mentioned a short time earlier about maybe staying later then a one hour session. I had nothing planned the rest of the evening so I was fine with that.
When the hour was almost up I bought the topic back up saying that the hour session has almost ended. Not that I wanted to rush anything, because I was having a really nice time, but I just wanted to be respectful because I wasn’t sure of his budget. I gave him three definite moments of pleasure and afterwards we laid there and pillow talked awhile longer. I laid my head on him and gently massaged his chest. He told me that he had been in the military for the past 13 years. He was sent to Afghanistan in 2010 and now that he’s back he’s in the reserves and he is ranked an Officer. As he dressed I looked at the clock and noticed that our session was about an hour and a half. He was zipping up his jacket when he looked at me and asked what he owed me for my time this evening. My response was 300. He said he had a fantastic time and handed me 400 and his word “I look forward to seeing you again when I return to New York.” I slowly closed the front door behind him.