Orgy Adventures

"Would you go down on my boyfriend?"

That was a question posed to me by a petite blond at last night's orgy. Her blue eyes were wide with anticipation, as if it was something I might actually do. Unfortunately for her, I declined, leaving both her and her boyfriend unsatisfied.

I've been petitioning that we need to figure out some way of identifying orgy participants by sexual orientation, just to make things easier. Later that night, it seemed she did find a gay / bisexual man to indulge her fantasy of watching another man go down on her boyfriend.

As for me? Well, I met a couple who seemed pretty interested in in a threesome, which is fine by me. In what's known as MMF (male-male-female) pairing, I had sex with a woman as her boyfriend watched, joined in, then watched some more. Part voyeuristic fantasy, part active participation.

For those who may cringe at the idea of group sex, rest assured that there are several precautions taken. First, all participants are screened for criminal backgrounds, and must provide up-to-date drug tests and a negative Sexually Transmitted Infections (STIs) exam.

Some, like me, are hired to act as facilitators to get the party going, so to speak. While my fee wasn't quite as high as last time, it was enough for me to take Thursday off and enjoy a quiet afternoon. This weekend I'll be back on the prowl, but after an orgy I definitely needed a day to relax.

However, something interesting did happen last night. I met another male escort -- straight, like me, but also younger. So young-looking I thought me might be underage, but was shocked to discover he was in his early twenties. He got involved in the business this past summer, and hopes to continue through the school year.

(Yes, he's attending college, yet another example that many escorts on the high-end of the business are in fact educated individuals.)

We exchanged information, and I told him if he had any questions or concerns to give me a call or text. He seemed thankful, and unlike some of my peers in this industry, I could actually see us getting along outside of work. I'd have to keep him away from Adam, though -- he is awfully handsome.

Now that my work on this blog is done, I think I'll go collapse on the sofa and continue reading Jim Butcher's White Night, which is Book 9 of his phenomenally successful Dresden Files series. Too bad being a freelance wizard in Chicago isn't a realistic career goal, because it sure sounds like a hell of a good time!