Release Your Inner Vixen: Male Escorts for Hire - RP

"Wait," I stammer, crossing the distance between us until I'm at his back, my hand on his shoulder. "Casey, she shouldn't have. I'm not mad. Well, mad at her, but I don't care. It doesn't matter who you were then or what she said. It's who you are now that I love."

I actually said it. My eyes go wide at my own words. Still, I can't exactly back away. "Casey, stay," I implore him. "Please."

He looks back at her, what she said. "She was an important part of my life, till you...I thought she actually cared about me and I need to settle this."

He then hears the word love, quiet for a minute and then says, "You know..how I feel." He says, "I will be back." As he kisses her and leaves.

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Casey heads over to Angela's house and knocks, soon enough she answers. Wearing a tight red dress, she sees him,"Casey...care to zip me up?" She turns around and her zip is completely down.

He walks in, ignoring her and says,"Get Adam to do it, get him to do everything for you now...because I quit."

Angela looks at him,"Is this because of the little conversation I had? You're the one who couldn't be honest with the woman who is changing you."

He looks at her, "It took a long time...to meet real, genuine people. I thought maybe you actually wanted good things for me, I understood how you described the business and for awhile, it was everything I needed."

Angela goes up to him, looking at him serious but he backs up,"But you tell her...about what I did? I almost died and you helped me through that."

She is quiet, he looks at her "Nothing to say? Really sucks you're losing money..."

Angela takes a breath,"What I did was wrong.."

"No shit..I'm serious, I'm done. It's not because I am in love with someone finally but it's because I can't work for someone who sold me out, for her own personal gain. So, fuck you." He says, with not another word and leaves.

He drives off, can't believe what he just did. What is he going to do now? Part of him feels very nervous but takes a deep breath and comes back to Elissa, she opens the door and he walks in, kissing her and she shuts the door.

They have sex and at the end, he looks at her "I quit, I'm done."

I stare back at Casey and turn over on my side. He quit? Just like that? I'm not sure what he plans on doing. I'm not even sure he knows. All I know is that, no matter how selfish the reason, I'm glad he's done with it. I'm glad that, finally, he's really and truly mine. Only mine.

Ignoring my inner celebration, I reach out and rest a hand on top of his chest. "I don't really know what to say," I admit. "But, Casey, this is good. You'll find something. Something you truly love. You know that, right?"

Casey has spent the last few weeks at Elissa's, he comes downstairs and hangs around.

Elissa is finally off work for the summer, he goes up to her in the kitchen, she seems to making a potato salad. He puts his arms around her, "This looks awesome, why are you making one of my favorite dishes?" He takes a fork and helps himself to some of it.

I smile. "Because it's your favorite," I reply, bumping my hip against his as I add another handful of relish to finish up the salad. "Also because you needed a pick-me-up, and what better way to do that than to have a barbecue and invite your best friend? Just a nice gettogether."

I hesitate and bite my lip. "Well, okay, Val is coming, too," I admit, figuring I'll give Casey fair warning. "She and Adam are kind of a thing now, but she's also my best friend. And we haven't really talked in forever."

He looks at her, "Interesting..., you know I am not a big fan of her but it's your friend, so, I can't say anything to that.'

"Don't expect Adam to be giving it up any time soon..., he got into the business thanks to me." He takes a beer and looks at her,"He worked for the dealer I bought the drugs off of."

Adam? Working for a dealer? Some shady pasts the guys in my life seem to have. I lean back against the counter, interested in hearing more about Casey's all too secret past. "So... that's how you two met?"

Casey looks at her,"Yeah...,I got involved with Angela and she told me about the whole escort business. I decided to introduce Adam to her as well, better job than what he was doing."

I'm about to reply with another question when Adam's voice beats me to the quick. "Talking about yours truly, aye?"

Casey and I spin to find Adam's head poking through the kitchen window, his hands propped up on the sill and a grin on his face. Apparently he couldn't be bothered to knock. Below him, I hear Val laughing.

"Yep," I answer, raising a brow in his direction. "Casey was just telling me the story of how you two met."

Adam chuckles. "Ah, yeah. Showed up at the bloke's house with a baseball bat and death threats. It's how all the best friendships blossom, huh, mate?" He throws a wink in Casey's direction.

I shake my head and toss him my set of keys off of the counter. "I'm finishing up in here. You two let yourselves in."

He catches the keys in his hand and turns them over in his palm, then smiles at me. "Sure thing, love."

With that, he disappears, hopping back down from my window with a thud. I turn back to Casey. "Baseball bat, huh? So he scared people into paying up, essentially?"

Casey looks at her, "I didn't find him that scary...worked on some people." All of a sudden, he's tackled and held back.

"Not scary huh?" Adam says, Casey laughs "You knew I was cool..."

I giggle as Casey squirms in Adam's grasp. "You're dealing with an MMA champion here, mate," he grins. "I scared you shitless. Admit it."

In response, Casey jabs an elbow into Adam's side and Adam grunts. When he still doesn't let go, Casey tries to twist away but Adam jerks to the side and they both go sprawling to the kitchen tile. Val emerges from the doorway, her eyes twinkling. "Kiss," she says with a smirk, eying the two men rolling around like two inexperienced wrestlers. "Please kiss."

I laugh. "Val, control yourself."

I pull out my wooden spoon and tap it against my palm. "A major whooping is coming for you both if you don't get off your asses and get the grill going," I threaten, giving them both my most menacing glare.

Adam perks up and laughs, his arm locked around Casey's throat and his own leg caught in between Casey's hands. "Your lady's about to bring the hell hounds upon us," he chuckles, but he still doesn't move from his spot. "My leg, mate. I need it." Casey grins maliciously and gives Adam's knee a twist until it's in a quite unnatural angle. "Ah!"

"Hey, I agree," Val shouts, clapping her hands to get their attention. "The leg is a no-zone. That goes for the other two."

I frown, about to point out the impossibilities, when I catch Val's wicked grin. More penis jokes, obviously. Her words get the intended result, though, because Adam spins with lightning speed and escapes Casey's grasp, shooting to his feet in one fluid motion. "I am your humble slave, love," he smirks back at her, and then the fight is forgotten. He strides over to Val and sweeps her up into his arms, and Casey gets to his feet as well, making his way toward me.

He presses his face into the most ticklish part of my neck and I giggle and pull away. My last threat is a smack of his ass with my trusty wooden spoon. He jumps and looks back at me, amused. I smirk and point to the grill.

They all hang out next to the BBQ and drinks, enjoying each others company.

Adam looks at Casey,"So, what are you going to do now...?Not go back into modeling, you're too old for that."

Casey looks at him, "Thanks for that compliment and I don't know..."

Adam looks at Elissa,"His cock is now for sure only yours, that must make you feel good huh?"

I wad up a napkin and toss it at Adam's face, and he bounds back with wild laughter, his arm looped around Val as she leans into him. Val offers me a wink.

"As much as I love talking about cocks, gentlemen," Val jokes, jabbing Adam in the side as she speaks, "I'm all too happy to hear the rest of the story about how you two met."

Adam relaxes in his chair and sets his eyes on Casey, seemingly asking if it's okay to go on. When Casey shrugs, Adam turns his gaze back to Val. "I was low on money after quitting a bouncing job, dabbled in some... adult entertainment for a while, and then-"

"Wait, back the truck up," Val cuts in. "What kind? Magic Mike kind of entertainment, or 'hey, I fucked girls on camera' type of entertainment?"

Adam chuckles. "The latter, angel."

Val points a finger at me. "What did I tell you? I fucking knew it!"

Both men turn toward me, and my cheeks turning red, I simply shake my head. I'm not going to talk about how Val gushed about the lovemaking the next morning on the phone to me. I am a little shocked to hear what Adam did for a living, though.

Adam sighs and leans farther back in his chair, folding his massive arms behind his head. "It didn't last too long. Nothing big or fancy. A few movies here and there."

"What made you stop?" I can't help it. I have to ask.

He shrugs. "It's all fake, I guess. You go, you do your thing, the girls act and moan and groan. I knew it wasn't something I could do long-term. Not to mention they were talking about bringing another bloke into the scenes and there was no way my dick was coming anywhere near another man." We all laugh at that. "Then a mate of mine hooked me up with drug dealers. I never dealt, mind you. I just collected." He nods toward Casey. "I collected from him, went on my merry way, and then about a year later I'm still beating money out of people when I see this bloke dressed to the nines, ladies on his arm, and I have to know his secret. He tells me he can help me out, and me all tired of cops and dirty money, I tell him to sign me the fuck up."

Casey looks at Adam,"Yeah..that's exactly what happened, at least I didn't do porn."

Adam laughs,"Have you seen some of his model pictures?" He says, looking at Elissa. Casey looks at him,"Those are...not even relevant."

"Oh I'd say so, some of those are priceless..." Adam says, drinking a beer.

Casey gets up and goes to get another beer, Adam tells Elissa about one he came across and his friend sure enough hurries right back,"Enough with story time, how about...it's not all about us, you girls start telling some stories. Pillow fight stories are encouraged."

"This is why he's my friend" Adam laughs.

A devilish smirk crosses Val's face as she thinks up a story, and when I catch the gleam in her eye, I know it can't be good.

"Val-"

"Since we're on the subject of adult entertainment," she begins and I hold up my plastic fork as a weapon. She laughs and Adam pulls her onto his lap in encouragement.

"Do tell, love," he grins, and it's hard to miss the look Casey is giving me. He wants details, too.

Blushing, I shake my head. "We were thirteen, Val!"

"Let's hear what you two innocent little ladies were up to," Adam quips. "Accidental pay-per-view?"

"Oh, it was no accident," Val drawls, and I give her my most menacing glare. She laughs. "We were curious little ducklings, see. So I stole a movie from my brother's secret stash."

Casey sits up straighter in his seat and nudges me with his elbow. I chuckle. "All right, so we were curious. We had a sleepover. Mom was out of the house, so we popped in the VHS."

Adam's boastful laughter fills the air. "Ah, porn on VHS. Brings back memories. Do go on."

"So, it wasn't even rewound," Val continues for me. "We pop that sucker in, thinking we'll get a little foreplay before we chicken out, and then we've got some full-frontal action going on. And the volume is, like, super high. So there's all this grunting and mewling and sexy sounds-"

"And my mom walks in," I cut in, my skin burning with embarrassment. "My mom walked in and caught us watching porn. And that's the story. The end."

"Not the end, you whore," Val laughs. "Then her dad walks in behind her. They came home early from their night out."

Adam and Casey are in hysterics at this point. I shrink down into my seat at the mention of my father. I still miss him so much it hurts. Hell, I'd even relive that particular moment if it meant seeing him again.

"His face was so red, you guys. He lost it. His innocent little Lissa watching porn stars poke each other. And Lissa gets sick when she's nervous, see? I mean, violently ill. She was sent to the principal's office one time in eighth grade and didn't know what she did and she upchucked all over Mr. Smith's carpet. Turned out he was going to congratulate her for her scores or some shit." She pauses to take a sip of beer. "Anyway, yeah. She's all scared shitless right there in the living room, porn's still blaring because we can't find the remote, and her dad is yelling and screaming and looking for the remote to turn it off, and she pukes. I mean, like, projectile vomit kind of puking. All over his suit, the carpet, the couch..."

God, this is uncomfortable. "I'm glad you guys got a good laugh at my expense," I murmur. "He grounded me for two months!"

Casey looks at his love and kisses her, whispering "We could also make our own movie..." He sees her blush.

Adam is still laughing, "Casey....remember that time, you were escorting the woman who was a huge 50 Shades of Grey fan?"

Casey looks at him,"No..that completely slipped my mind."

"You told me she had you tying her up...and you guys taped it right?" Adam says.

"Okay, what I said was sarcasm...and I think that's enough of story time." Casey said, chugging his beer.

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The next couple weeks, Casey spent lounging around and catering to Elissa, who was doing summer school and though she loved him, he could tell he was annoying her slightly and decided to look for a job.

Considering his resume consists of modeling and being a male escort, not really any other skills to provide. Male stripper, no, bartending? He goes to interview for that but each manager is a guy, he is hoping for it to be a woman.

He finally comes back to Elissa's, just walking in, he has a key by now and grabs a beer. She was upstairs, she comes down and sees him.

"This is fucking ridiculous...I haven't actually worked a real job before, there is nothing." He says, defeated and sits on the couch.

Having gotten off the phone with a reluctant but quietly relieved Mr. Palmer, I'm beaming inside. But the gallery is still open. I've got two hours to play sad. Two hours to take his mind off of this before the big reveal.

I sit down next to Casey and lean my body into his, my hand going around his thigh and giving it a squeeze. "You'll find something great, baby," I tell him with a smile, hoping he'll lose the frown that tugs at my heartstrings every time I see it on his face. "It may take time, but I promise you that you will."

Casey looks at her,"Anything that doesn't require getting naked...seems impossible." She giggles at him saying naked, smirking he strokes her cheek and kisses her. They embrace passionately.

As he kisses his way down her neck, to her chest "I have an idea...,how would you feel, filming us?" He says, his hand rubbing her thigh and getting closer to it's main goal.

Although my body is all for anything Casey suggests at this point, I tense up. "Film us? Having sex?" I swallow hard when his hand cups the heated space between my thighs and his palm presses up against my covered folds. "Casey, I thought you were joking."

He looks at her,"No...,I think it would be hot. Have you ever seen what you're like when having sex? Trust me, it's definitely...well, hot. If you don't want to, it's fine. Just wanted to see if it's something...you'd be into and if not,tell me something you would want to do?"

What I want to do most is keep Casey like this, forever. No disappointments, just bliss. He's gone from sulking to sensual and alive in a minute flat, and I helped accomplish that.

What do I want to do? Give him all of me, camera be damned. My breath hitches when his hand keeps its retreat going, then slips past the band of my yoga pants and finds its goal. I'm already soaked for him, and when his finger teases my clit, I whimper. "Yes," I whisper, my lips closing in on his ear, my teeth giving his earlobe a seductive nip. "Casey, I'll do anything if it means you'll never stop. I want to see it. You, making love to me. Inside me. Everything. I want to experience everything and more with you. God, that sounds stupid, but I do."

I bite my lip and groan when his finger slides inside me, my inner muscles immediately squeezing down on him, eager to get the show on the road. "I'm yours, Casey. Take me. Camera or not."

Casey smiles at her,"You are the best girlfriend..." He goes and grabs her camera, it has a video recorder on it as well and sets it down on her tv stand, he looks to see if the angle is good and it is.

He hits record and comes back over to her, they full on go for it and he winds up passed out on her couch, when she wakes him up and he looks at her,"Let me guess..you want to watch?"

An idea takes root in my head, and instantly, I know we have to try it.

Turning to him, I reach behind myself and grab the camera. "I want to watch," I confirm. "And I want you doing the same things to me you just did. I want to watch you sliding inside me, Casey. How it looked when we came together."

His eyes glaze over with lust at my words, my own mouth wide at the things I just said, but then I'm up and plugging the camera into the television. Part of me can't believe I'm actually doing this, but the other part is too turned in to possibly decline something so sensual, so erotic. I take a deep breath and press play.

Moments later, we're coming together just as I wanted, my eyes glued to the screen as Casey takes me from behind, my back flush against his front, my leg angled in the air and locked between his arms as he takes me. He matches the rhythm to the video, sliding deep and lingering, and then the gentleness of his thrusts turns into something carnal, his cock driving into my depths in frenzied passion. My cries echo off the walls just as they do coming through the speakers, but this time my eyes are wide open as I watch myself taking him, arching my hips into his in time with each move of his hips, my mouth agape and my face twisted with the sweet agony of the pleasure he's giving me. It's beautiful. It's no longer twisted, no longer crazy. It's natural. It's Casey. Only us, only our pleasure, only our thrashing bodies and the sounds of our cries as we come together filling the room.

His last thrust hits me deep, and I'm quivering at the feel of him, so hard and thick inside me, as he empties himself into me. He pulls away, perfectly timed with the video to which our gazes are glued, and we both fall back, breathless.

Moments later, I check the time. I nudge his shoulder and plant a kiss on the hot, salty skin there. "Get up, baby," I whisper, disentangling my legs from his and standing up from the couch. "I've got a surprise for you."

Grinning to myself and fully sated from two rounds of perfection with the man I love, I reach into my purse and withdraw a blindfold. "Get dressed and put this on."

He looks at this and then her,"Babe...I love the passion you have but you are going to kill me if we go for round 3..."

I laugh and toss the blindfold at him. "Even I have my limits, Casey," I shoot back. "Hence why I told you to get dressed. I'm taking you somewhere."