"I Saw Your Ad Online..." Book 2

By David Tate

Meet "Michael," New York City's favorite male escort, as he relives an especially memorable -- busy! -- Tuesday evening. Listen as he recounts his series of four clients that night, including an especially enthusiastic baseball player and a first-time client who has never experienced a professional massage before.

• Language: English
• Publisher: David Tate
• Release date: Jan 9, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310727665

David Tate

I have published a variety of adult short stories with other publishers, under a variety of names (because of my day job at the time) but now that I am a full-time writer I don't have to worry about that sort of thing. My stories are consistently among the "TOP 10" of the Most Popular and Top Rated categories on GayDemon.com and I have also appeared in adult videos. I have extensive experience in the adult entertainment industry as well as the sexual underground scene. A fun time is still being had by all!

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I Saw Your Ad Online…

Book 2

By

David Tate

© 2015

All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

I: Seven-thirty, or Can We Do the Massage in the Nude?

I answered the phone, half asleep. I had stretched out on the couch after lunch and closed my eyes without intending to really fall asleep but the sudden jangle of my phone startled me awake. Hello? Can I help you? I covered my eyes with one palm, hoping that I could regain full consciousness more quickly if I did not have to also adjust to the light in my eyes. I hoped my voice did not sound as froggy and hoarse as I was afraid it might.

Hello? Is this Michael? The voice on the other end of the line was a sugar-coated tenor with a decidedly Hispanic lilt. I saw your ad on… on Massage Mate dot com? Yes, on Massage Mate and I was hoping that you could answer a question or two for me.

Sure, I answered, slowly withdrawing my palm from my face and opening an eye just enough to squint. I recognized the name of the site I had recently placed another ad on, a site that was geared more toward providing sensual and erotic massage and less directly with escorting, per se. What would you like to know?

Well, where are you located? he asked.

I told him the name of my neighborhood, a subsection of Manhattan’s Upper West Side.

Ah. He paused. I am not from here, I am working downtown. But where is that exactly?

I gave him the number of the street I lived on, adding, Between Amsterdam and Columbus.

I see. I am here working, downtown. Very downtown. I will be getting off at 6:30 or so this evening… Do you take appointments in the evenings, Michael? he wanted to know.

Yes! I answered, finally able to sit up and open both my eyes. I licked my lips. My mouth was always so dry after a midday nap – damn! I’d need to get a dish of ice cream – my favorite remedy for a post-nap mouth – as soon as I was done with this call. Certainly! I’m happy to schedule an evening appointment. If you get off work at 6:30, I imagine you can be here by… say 7:30? Tonight, right?

Yes. This evening, he confirmed. By 7:30? Yes, I think I can get up to where you are by then. But I still have another question or two, please?

What else would you like to know?

Well, your photos … they are locked. What is the password to see them, please?

Ah, yes. Since what he was looking at was primarily a site for masseurs, albeit sensual and erotic masseurs, the public photos had to be fairly tame. And I did have a couple of G-rated photos for public viewing on my ad there. But the site allowed more titillating photos in the password-protected galleries and I had many more photos of a more private nature (that I had also used for my ad on the escort site Rent-A-Guy) in my password-protected gallery. I gave him the password and I could hear him tapping at the keyboard. He was looking at them right now. Most clients who asked for the password waited until they had hung up the phone before looking at the private photos.

How very attractive! he exclaimed. How beautiful! What a handsome man you are, Michael. Just the sort of man I like – slightly more mature. Experienced. With a hairy chest. Yes – such a beautiful chest – and such a big cock. Tell me, Michael, how big is your cock?

It’s eight inches. Cut.

Mmmm, it looks delicious. Now, tell me, Michael. I was hoping -- can we do the massage in the nude?

Certainly! I’m happy to do massage in the nude, I reassured him. After all, what fun would it be otherwise?

So, if you are nude during the massage, it will be alright if I play with that big, delicious looking dick of yours? I