"Are you kidding?" I groaned, speaking to my boss. "I will not accept him again. No matter how much money!"

Mr. Roque, sighed and knew that I was the best prostitute he had, so he gave in. "Fine, Carlos will take him. I guess I'll put you with, uh, Mr. Knight. He just wants the full thing tonight."

"Great, that's better than that gross, horrible, excuse for a person," I laughed.

"You need to leave now. He wants you in thirty minutes. You know where the Palm Woods is right?"

I nodded and grabbed the info sheet, reading it as I went to the parking lot.

"Palm Woods?" James asked. "I'll take ya'. I have a client there. It's a new one. They call him-" James looked at his paper. "Guitar Dude."

I smiled and fallowed him to the car. We both stayed silent, and I read my paper. According to this, he is a starting singer, wants this completely secret, total green eyed hottie, and he is rather gentle. He left the other agency because of the same reason most did. They didn't have very "clean" workers. Also, he is completely free of STDs.

I came back to reality by James patting me, informing me we are there. We say a small "good luck" and go to our rooms. After a few minutes of searching I found the apartment. I gave a few knocks and waited. Within seconds, the tall, blonde, beautiful boy answered the door.

I fallowed him into his living room. The place was nice. A little teenager, but nice. I felt like I wanted to jump and scream. The walls were a lightish blue, the arrangement of furniture was set up to allow a lot of running and playing. He showed me where to sit and sat beside me.

"I'm Logan," I greeted. "I'll be your, um, 'server' tonight."

He giggled a little and introduced," I'm Kendal, and I'll be your hottie tonight." He smiled, making me ease up a little.

I wanted to just stare at his smile all day, but I was redirected by him asking for my papers.

After looking them over, I blurted out, "You don't have to use a condom."

"Oh, okay. Noted," he said.

He put the papers down on the table and gave me a look, asking, "how do we start?"

I just kissed him and let him guide me through it. It's my job to let him do what he likes. Like a live sex toy. I could feel he was nervous. His kiss was light, his hands were stiff and uneasy, and he started sweating heavily. I started undressing him, taking each button through the hole slowly, forcing him to lie down. I knew that he wanted me to take some charge. He was like a lost, horny puppy.

"Thank you," he barely breathed out.

I began moving down, kissing his semi bare torso, fumbling with the buckle on his pants. When I finally reached the waist of his dark skinny jeans, I had pulled them down. He had a turning look, as though he was already orgasming. I started palming him through his plaid boxers. I decided to continue on because he was already hard and starting to leak through.

I looked up, asking for permission before continuing. He never opened his eyes, so I went on anyway. I pulled the waist down to meet with the shed pants. He wasn't small in any means, but not excessively large either. Possibly seven inches. I start doing what always brings the clients back; my amazing blow jobs.

I swirl my tongue around the thumping head, making his breathing heavier instantly. I start lightly putting suction as I enter it into my mouth. I slow down a little, feeling he would cum to soon. The smell irradiating from him was sweet and somewhat salty from sweating a little. I start licking stripes up the length, not reaching the sensitive head. I feel a little pressure of him trying to lift my head off.

When I look up, I see him shifting positions with me. He undresses me rather quick and robotically. He had lust drowning his eyes. He signaled me to turn around, me putting my ass in his face. I continue where I left, and feel the warm, wet heat of his tongue on my hole. After four years of this, I am usually not hard to get ready. Tonight I had already made the effort of prepping myself anyhow.

He starts darting his tongue around. I hear a bottle click open and loose the sensation. I feel a little saddened by the loss, but was given more. He started pressing two fingers into me, sliding with ease. He quickly ads a third and scissors with the triple fingers.

I turn around, feeling ready. "You on top," he groaned.

I smiling big and gladly positioned myself, lining my ass with his hungry dick. I grab the bottle and pour some on the member and a little into me before slowly lowering down. He bites the arm of the dark couch at the warm feeling of my experienced hole.

"God!" He yelled out.

I loved vocal clients. I lower down, eventually hitting his cleanly shaved pubes. I start slow, and gradually increase. I do everything, trying to please him as best I can.

I truly felt like I may actually have my own orgasm from this. Everything was just the right size, and along with pleasuring him, I tried to hit everything that makes me shutter. This is definitely my favorite position because I can do what I like.

"G-gonna c-cum," he managed to choke out before I feel the warm gooey liquid burst inside me and slowly seep out.

The feeling of the ropes of cum against my walls makes me cum with him in loud screams. I sent spurt after spurt of cum, covering his bare, toned, pale chest.

I lift myself off if him and lay beside him, both of us panting. After I catch my breath, I stand up and start cleaning my self, and putting on my clothes.

"Stop," Kendall gasped. I waited for him to sit up and return to normal breathing. "I'll pay extra, but please, just lay with me tonight."

It took me by surprise. I had never had a request like this, but extra money for sleeping next to someone? How could I pass that up?

I nod and he heads to his room, motioning me to him. I fallow behind, sending a message to James, Go on. I am going to be a looong while.

I enter his bedroom. It was rather plain and boring, but beautiful. I set my things down and start going to him. I lay on the warm sheets, and he orders me to undress. Once I have everything on the floor, he grabs me and hugs me, falling asleep. I watch his adorable face as he breaths and I feel the now cooled cum he had yet to clean off.

Usually I feel awful, unfulfilled and used, but tonight I felt like I was in a relationship with this man. Maybe it could happen?

Hope it was okay. sorry for crappy smut Xo. Pleaseeeee REVIEW!