Being New to London & Late Evening Booking Worries

A booking came in for 9.30pm, I thought well that's fine and very clear directions, tune then bus and a short walk... I headed off... the tube took a lot longer than I thought so knew I wouldn't arrive until around 10pm so I text the client who was fine about this and caught the bus.... wow, I thought it was taking me out of London, being new to London it all got a bit stressful!  The main worry was getting home that evening, it felt like being in the middle of nowhere, I feel so silly now that I was worried!

Arrived at just after 10pm, the first thing the client wanted to do was sit down and have a quick chat, I guess to check me out, he had had a rather bad experience with a masseur.  Apparently this particular guy was unfriendly, obsessed with time and just made the client feel very uncomfortable and by all accounts wasn't particularly clean either :O

All was fine, so we both got undressed, he decided he'd prefer that he lay on the floor... I said that was fine and of course it was but my knees certainly felt it!

Afterwards he asked that I stay for a cup of herbal tea and a chat, I said yes even though I was really stressing about the time, it was after 11pm and I had quite a journey to do to get home!  I showered and while he did I made the tea and we sat down and had a good chat, I think he mainly needed someone to talk to about various troubles he'd been going through, work, relationships & London being a lonely place to live etc.

I left around 11.45pm and the journey was fine, yes it was a late night but I realised there was no need to panic or worry about transport really.

Something else I had come to realise, if you have seen the TV series Diary of a Call Girl and stuff like that you might have seen that the escort always wants their payment up front, this doesn't really happen for me.  I suppose I should be more direct but apart from one experience it's always been fine to get that sorted out at the end, for me it seems less cold to do it then.  I think next post will be about the one bad experience I've had...

First Massage

Following my first experience I was feeling a lot more confident, I'd done it now, it was fun and although I expected to feel a bit odd about accepting money I really didn't, it was an arrangement that suited the client and me so where's the harm in that!

So, the reply to my ad arrived, a few emails where I was clear on the hours rate (£50) but there was a problem, this client could not accommodate due to being married etc... being a bit silly, I decided once we had swapped numbers I would let him come to the flat I was sharing.  My flatmate was at work and needing the money I didn't really think it would be a problem.

We arranged the time and I showered, waited rather nervously for the text to say he was outside the flats where I lived.  I decided rather than buzz him in to go down and open the door.  He was a really pleasant man, older than I had expected, probably late 60's (which I discovered later) but looked more 50's.

Once in the flat I got him a glass of water with lots of ice, myself one too and led him to the bedroom where I had put a towel on the bed (to save the bedding getting oily!) and also a clean towel on the side in case he wanted a shower afterwards.

We both stripped, he got comfortable and I got on with the massage, initially, probably through nerves he made small talk but soon relaxed and it was quiet but relaxed.  Now and again he would say how much he was enjoying it.  After I had spent a long time on his back, shoulders & legs (of course being a bit cheeky when massaging the tops of his legs and accidently on purpose brushing past his balls!) I asked him to turn over where I gently massaged his chest, legs and seeing he had an erection started to gently jack him off, he was touching me too and pretty soon I'd cum across his chest and he was shooting too!  It made us both laugh, what a mess!

I got a hand towel for him to wipe himself down and he went off for a shower.  When he came out he was full of chat telling me about his children & grand children and what he had done for a living before retiring... A lovely guy... after he left I felt a little guilty knowing he was married but decided to put that out of my mind.  It was his decision to book me and if he was happy with it then who am I to worry!

First Adventure!

Well on looking through my emails I've found the first experience.... and had nothing to do with massage!

I had a reply from a guy who didn't want to be massaged, but wanted to watch me jacking off in my boxers, the agreement was that I'd leave my undies with him when I left!

So after a few emails and swapping numbers (to text each other) I got myself ready, the specific requirement that the boxers were worn so no need to change from yesterdays and I sleep in mine so they were worn for over 24 hours I looked up the address on google maps and decided to walk, it would take a good 45 mins but I was pretty strapped for cash and also I told myself it would be a good way to start discovering London.

I was pretty nervous, not really about meeting the guy but I had to go into gated flats, through a courtyard, a porters office, another courtyard then ring to get access to to the building!  I realised having to go up in a lift is a good thing, final check on what I looked like etc in the mirror and tell myself to just relax...

It was great when the door opened to meet a nice, quiet & friendly guy... he showed me in to the sitting room where he had set up his laptop with some xtube porn, he then left the room, I think part of the fantasy was to walk back in to see me sitting there jacking away looking at the laptop.... I went for it!  He came in and sat across from me and watched then knelt in front of me, stroking my legs and then pulled my boxers down, inspecting them and sniffing them, put them down and next thing I knew he was giving me a bj, which was very nice indeed!  I put my legs over his shoulders while he licked my balls and jacked off... stood up in front of him, messy and dripping with my dick in his face while he jacked himself off!

It was quite an experience, lots of fun!

So, the first thing awkward thing happened... once it's over getting ready and making a little small talk and payment!  I felt that it was over with and really he would prefer I leave as soon as possible, he put the money on the table where I had left my clothes and I hurried to get ready... thanked him and decided against shaking hands, that would just be cold... so when he saw me to the door put my hand on his shoulder and said I enjoyed meeting him!

I have met this guy three of four times now, always fun and a pleasure to see him!  Although thinking about it I must go buy some more boxers!!!