Chapter 31

Over the next couple of weeks, I start my college courses at Grand Rapids Community College, or GRCC as we call it. Between commuting to class, working shifts at Big Woody’s, and hiring out my cock to please a growing variety of women, I’m a pretty busy guy!

I made a nice down payment on a car, it’s nothing flashy, an almost new model, only a year old, it’s clean, and gets me around. The best part is no more borrowing my parents’ vehicles. I also bought myself several new three-piece suits for a variety of dinner apparel. I hide these expensive clothes in the back of my closet, the last thing I need is Mom asking about them.

Because of the outstanding reviews left by every one of my clients, Jasmine took me out of the introductory escort rates and moved me up to the same rates as the girls. She explained the timing could not be more perfect as this upcoming weekend is the huge Baffy Convention in Grand Rapids – or more technically, the BFI Convention which stands for Banking and Financial Investments. This event draws many wealthy business execs to one place with a percentage looking for a special and intimate brand of evening entertainment.

It turns out that I already have a date set up at this event with a businesswoman interested in unwinding with a young man after her hectic day. Jasmine suggests I stay close to the hotel convention center as word travels in the high-level circles and it can lead to additional arrangements. She’s absolutely right, after the first date, I netted three more requests for my services over the next two days. Two are associate female executives interested in a nice dinner and evening sex.

One of the women was so thrilled, she couldn’t stop telling me how much she loved my dick, sucking on it and having me push it deep inside her pussy; apparently, I use it well and hit all her buttons. As our date wrapped up, she said, “It’s about damn time there’s entertainment options for us traveling female execs at these things. Our male counterparts have been enjoying these afterhours bonuses for years. If it’s okay, expect to hear from me next time I’m in town.”

The third request is from a late twenties, male, upstart investor who’s interested in my cock and sucking me off on his lunch break. Requests from guys were bound to happen. I was introduced to bisexual interest with Daisy and I’s Tom and Angie date. A dude wanting my cock in his mouth is still a new concept for me, but then I remember Tom’s interest in sucking on it turned out to be fine, so I’m not opposed to trying it again.

This guy, the upstart investor, specified that he’s not looking for anything in the way of sexual return. As he put it, “I love your pics and would happily indulge on what’s inside your underwear. What a tasty-looking bulge you have!” Jasmine sure knew what she was doing when she positioned my penis the way she did for my crotch pictures on that first day.

At noon, we meet in his hotel room. Wasting no time, he undoes my belt, opens my pants, and pulls them off. With a smile of anticipation, he licks his lips and takes a moment to admire how well my underwear tightly hugs and shows off what’s contained within. I can see it now; this brand will be my trademark under-attire for all future clients - they can’t get enough.