Let me give you an Aspirin and something to eat. I hope you like croissants.” Hearing my most favourite sweet, I jumped up and followed him to the k...itchen. We sat down at a bistro table. While I fought against my stomach to get down the croissant, he prepared an enormous amount of fitness-drink. Nether the less, he finished his drink faster than me eating my croissant and he even ate three croissant himself in the same time. I would explode eating this amount of food. He smiled at me the whole. “How about some new shoes to go with that new outfit?” you say to me, and I really wonder what you’re up to, we walk to the shoe shop in sight and you sit on a seat and watch quietly. I try on a pair of black stilettos and walk back and forth along the length of the mirrored wall, just to see if I can actually walk in these things and actually I can and they make my feet look sexy and my legs look much longer. “Try on these” you say holding up a pair of red strappy ones, “They’re red” I say. I felt a smack on one of my butt checks followed by another and then another. “you’ve been a bad little boy haven’t you? you deserve a spanking” she says continuing the paddling until my cheeks were warmed and reddened by her smacks, once she felt I had been punished enough she began to suck on my balls and scrotum, her tongue flicking back and forth across them. Her tongue amazingly traces its way down my taint, the area between my balls and ass all the way to my puckered asshole snaking its. Sadly, our friendship fizzled out six months later because he started using drugs, and that was just not my scene. Apparently, I had also become, ‘rather boring,’ according to him.Prior to us parting ways, however, I met three of the rent boys he regularly employed. The first he referred to as, ‘the security guy.’ Fuck knows what he actually did, but he was six foot tall and ruggedly handsome. The second man Clyde referred to as, ‘the rugby player.’ He was stocky and your classic alpha male..