Heartless
Daniel was a reknown bar-hopper in the gay club scene. He was charming, handsome, and most importantly, rich. He would travel every couple of weeks to a new city to sell himself for lofty prices.
The wealthy would line up and pay a high price for one night with this Adonis. His manly body, boyish looks and handsome stubble was more than enough to get his clientele excited.
The trouble was, Daniel wasn't out to please his customers. He was only out to please himself. You see, Daniel, was overly-sensitive to orgasms. Whenever he had one, it would rage in his body for nearly 15 minutes. He wasn't one for foreplay and really didn't care about pleasing his partner. He just went full-blown into sex in order to climax as quickly as possible.
This very often left his clients dissatisfied. Sure it was great to watch him squirm during his orgasmic episodes, but it was quite a let down that he had finished long before his clients.
He had done this one too many times. His last client paid him six-figures for sex. This was the second time Daniel had worked for this client, so the client was a little more demanding of what he wanted.
Daniel was pissed because the client wanted more foreplay and wouldn't let him finish quickly. Daniel didn't care. He grabbed the client, went hard and quickly blew his load. The client, who was paying top dollar didn't take this well.
As Daniel lay there in his orgasmic spasms, the client, who was not going to let this second con-job pass, put on a freddy-krueger style glove and rammed it into the handsome young man's chest.
Daniel didn't even know what hit him. He stared up blankly at his attacker. The client gripped around Daniel's heart and ripped it out. He stared at him and said, "Looks like you're not so heartless afterall."
The wealthy would line up and pay a high price for one night with this Adonis. His manly body, boyish looks and handsome stubble was more than enough to get his clientele excited.
The trouble was, Daniel wasn't out to please his customers. He was only out to please himself. You see, Daniel, was overly-sensitive to orgasms. Whenever he had one, it would rage in his body for nearly 15 minutes. He wasn't one for foreplay and really didn't care about pleasing his partner. He just went full-blown into sex in order to climax as quickly as possible.
This very often left his clients dissatisfied. Sure it was great to watch him squirm during his orgasmic episodes, but it was quite a let down that he had finished long before his clients.
He had done this one too many times. His last client paid him six-figures for sex. This was the second time Daniel had worked for this client, so the client was a little more demanding of what he wanted.
Daniel was pissed because the client wanted more foreplay and wouldn't let him finish quickly. Daniel didn't care. He grabbed the client, went hard and quickly blew his load. The client, who was paying top dollar didn't take this well.
As Daniel lay there in his orgasmic spasms, the client, who was not going to let this second con-job pass, put on a freddy-krueger style glove and rammed it into the handsome young man's chest.
Daniel didn't even know what hit him. He stared up blankly at his attacker. The client gripped around Daniel's heart and ripped it out. He stared at him and said, "Looks like you're not so heartless afterall."
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