Close Encounters - Part 2

All characters are consenting adults (18+)

Part 2 of 3

In the days that followed the strange encounter in the warehouse, my phone remained completely silent. There wasn’t a single text, phone call or email, and after a week, I began to suspect that I’d been played.

I was frustrated at first. I’d always been a relatively intelligent person, so to have been scammed into stripping naked for two strangers made me feel ridiculous, to say the least. I even considered returning to the warehouse, but decided against it. If the worst thing they’d gotten from me was my nudes, then I could live with that.

On Saturday night, I ditched my plans to go out with some friends, and opted to chill in my dorm room instead. The weather was miserable, with sheets of rain pouring down outside, so I undressed, crawled into bed and searched for something to get lost in on Netflix. It was at exactly that moment that I received an email.

Liam, your registration has been successful. Please find a link to your profile below, and be sure to check the Appointments tab regularly.

My heart raced as I opened the link. Once it had loaded, my eyes widened. There, on screen, were three images of me. The same three images that had been taken the week prior. I was naked, of course, and the idea that anybody who was registered on the site now had access to those images made me cringe. I scrolled down and found more information.

Liam is a nineteen year old college student from the Stockton area of California. He’s a handsome, athletic young man who is committed to providing excellent service to whoever books him. Nothing is off limits for Liam. With a flaccid cock of 3.2 inches, and an impressive erection size of 6.5 inches, Liam is eager for you to explore his virgin body, and do with him, whatever you desire. Basic rate applies.

I cringed as I read it again. Was I eager for a man to explore my ‘virgin’ body? I wasn’t so sure. I tapped the Appointments tab, but the screen was empty and just as I considered closing the page, I received my first message.

Hi there, you’re very handsome.

I tapped around the screen to try to find more information about the person who had messaged me, but nothing was available. There was no name, no photograph, nothing.

Before I had a chance to respond, a second message appeared and I cocked a brow as I read it.

You’ll be collected in this location in exactly fifteen minutes. Wear something loose, don’t bother with underwear.

I tried to respond to the message. What made this guy think that I was just going to meet a random stranger without any information whatsoever? I looked around for the text box, but it didn’t exist. Seconds later, a notification appeared under the Appointments tab, and it appeared that I’d received my first job.

My heart raced as I got up and pulled on a pair of loose basketball shorts. It felt odd to free ball, and I had to look at myself in the mirror to see how obvious it was. I could see my cock dangling between my legs, and was now glad of the bad weather. At least nobody would be around to see me.

Despite the fact that I was quite worried, I remembered Mitch’s words. All of the clients were vetted, and they had assured me of my safety, but it made me no less nervous as I headed out of the building and toward the area that I’d been given.

It was less than a five minute walk, and by the time I reached the secluded spot, the rain had become even heavier. I checked my phone. I was a few minutes early, but I remained there until I saw headlights in the distance.

“Just breathe” I told myself, as I waited to see who the mystery man was. The closer the lights came, the more I began to realise that it wasn’t a car at all.

A blacked out limousine pulled up next to me, and I couldn’t help but be impressed. I’d never been in a limo in my life, and I certainly hadn’t expected to be getting in one tonight, but the driver’s door opened, and a suited man smiled at me.

“Liam?” He asked, and I nodded as he opened the back door. “Hop in”.

Nervously, I obliged. The inside was even more impressive than the outside, with small televisions dotted all over, and a mini bar in the centre. I sat down on one of the plush leather chairs, and the limousine rolled off a few seconds later.

“Help yourself to a drink” a soft voice called over the speaker, and I felt a rush of excitement as a champagne bottle rose from the console, followed by a flute.

“Don’t mind if I do” I grinned, and poured myself my first ever glass of bubbly.

As the journey continued, I couldn’t help but laugh. I’d gotten myself into some crazy situations over the years, but this most certainly took the cake. I sipped the champagne, despite the fact that it tasted like fizzy piss, and relaxed into the chair as the warm haze began to cloud my mind.

Finally, after almost an hour, we pulled to a stop and the door opened.

“This way, sir” the driver smiled, and I reluctantly returned the flute to it’s spot and stepped out into the rain. Immediately, I was gobsmacked.

We were inside the grounds of a house the size of which I’d never seen before. It wasn’t even a house, it was a mansion, and the grounds were larger than my entire college. I looked around in awe, until the driver tapped my shoulder.

“You’ll be going in through the back” he said, pleasantly, “Mr. Sanchez would like this to be a discreet meeting”.

“Sure” I mumbled, and realised that wearing a pair of basketball shorts and an old t-shirt probably wasn’t the best idea.

I walked up one of the paths and the driver pointed toward a side entrance. “Go right inside” he said, “I’ll be here once you’re finished”.

I nodded and continued forward alone, and when I reached the door, I took one last look at the man and sucked a deep breath into my lungs. Whatever was about to happen, it was certainly going to be an experience.

I’d never seen anything as lavish in my life. The hallway in which I entered, was decorated with golden statues, huge paintings, endless bookshelves and things that looked so expensive I hardly dared to even look at them. It was warm and cosy, and the further I walked, the warmer it became, until I reached the room where I first met Mr. Sanchez.

“You’re even more handsome in real life” he said, and I gawped at him.

He was in his thirties, and so well groomed that he looked like he’d stepped off a catwalk. He sat on a large armchair next to the blazing fire, with a whiskey tumbler in one hand and a cigar in the other. He looked like extremely exotic, with studded rings on each of his fingers, and a south American glow from his dark skin.

“My wife and children are spending the weekend in Paris” he smiled, revealing his snow white teeth, “I like to indulge when I have the time, and let me tell you, Liam” he continued, getting to his feet and allowing his silk gown to open at the front, exposing his shredded, naked body underneath. “I’ve had a very long week”.

I couldn’t even speak. The man was easily one of the most beautiful people I’d ever come across, and all I could do was stare at him as he set down the whiskey and cigar, and walked over to me.

“You’re shy” he whispered, as the sharp scent of cigar smoke and rich, luscious cologne filled my nostrils. “Don’t worry, Liam” he continued, brushing a strand of my blond hair from my forehead, “I’m quite easily pleased, unlike some of your other clients, I’d imagine”.

He smiled again as he stripped out of his gown and stood before me naked. Despite the fact that I didn’t consider myself gay, there was no denying that he had the body of a god.

“You can look” he breathed, when I averted my gaze. “In fact, I want you to look”.

I couldn’t even help myself. My eyes returned to his large, meaty cock, and I stared at it as he swung it left and right.

“You’re very innocent” he smirked, and rubbed his thumb down my cheek. I shivered as he touched me, but remained in place. “Most of the young men I order are well beyond innocence”.

I watched as Mr. Sanchez lifted my t-shirt and pulled it over my head. His eyes trailed my chest and stomach, and his hand slid down my arm. “So soft” he whispered, reaching the edge of my shorts before pushing his hand inside.

“You’re jumpy, too” he grinned, as he squeezed my cock and I gasped. “And timid. Where ever did they find a pure boy like you?”

I shook with a mixture of nervousness and slight excitement. This was what I had signed up for, but I hadn’t expected to feel such emotion as a man touched my cock. Was I enjoying this?

“Let’s get you naked” he said, and slipped my shorts down before helping me out of my shoes and socks, and suddenly, the two of us were as naked as the day we were born.

“Drink?” He asked, taking me by the wrist and guiding me back over to the large armchair.

“Uh… No… No, thanks” I swallowed, and he sat down before patting his knee.

“Have a seat” he smiled, and swigged from his glass before slipping his cigar between his lips. Nervously, I lowered my bare ass onto his bare thigh, and felt his strong arm around my waist.

“Do you know who I am, Liam?” He asked, stroking my leg as he smoked.

“N… No sir”

“Sir?” He chuckled, “you’re not wearing a collar, are you? You can call me Rico”.

I opened my mouth to reply, but the words caught in my throat. Rico Sanchez. The Rico Sanchez. My heart exploded in my chest as I stared at him.

“Now you know” he said, and moved my hand to his cock. “Play with it” he told me, “don’t be shy”.

I gulped as I began to stroke my first ever cock. It felt different than I had expected it to feel. It was larger, thicker and firmer, but that’s not what was on my mind. Rico Sanchez wasn’t just famous, he was infamous. Barely a week went by without his name being mentioned on the news, and he certainly wasn’t winning any awards for his kindness.

“You’re scared, now” he said, “I can feel it in your body”.

I couldn’t even deny it. I was jerking off one of the state’s biggest crime bosses, and there was very little I could do about it.

“Don’t believe everything you hear on the news, Liam” he told me, getting harder in my hand. “I’m not a bad person, and you’re just going to have to trust me on that”.

I nodded stiffly. Was I supposed to just take the word of somebody who the FBI had been trying to arrest for years? He set down his glass again and took my cock into his hand.

“Relax” he smiled, and leaned me back until I was laying across him. “Lift” he said, pulling my legs apart. I lifted my legs and felt his middle finger against my hole, I groaned as he pushed the tip inside.

“I can tell a virgin when I feel one” he laughed, and pulled his finger back out. “I’ll spare you the shame of being fucked by a mobster, but how about a blowjob?”

The fact that he was giving me a choice was enough to settle my nerves. If he had truly wanted to do something, he could have, and yet, he was leaving it up to me.

“Okay” I nodded, and sat up as he leaned back and watched me.

“Make it wet first” he smiled, as I nestled between his legs, basking in the warmth of the fire. “It makes it easier to swallow”.

I reached for his cock awkwardly, and began to stroke it before bringing my lips closer and spitting on the tip. “Good boy” he whispered, running his hand through my hair as I took him into my mouth.

I hadn’t really considered what it would feel like to give my first ever blowjob, but it certainly wasn’t as bad as it could have been. Rico’s cock was spotlessly clean and tasted almost minty. I flicked my tongue against his cock head and felt him relax into the blowjob, and minutes later, I’d found my rhythm.

“For a virgin” he moaned, still rubbing my head, “you’re a good little cocksucker”.

I sped up. Being complimented by a man like Rico shouldn’t have made me as excited as it did, but I was eager to impress him, and so I did what I could, and began to fondle his heavy balls in my hand as I sucked.

“Faster” he grunted, thrusting his hips, “good boy, keep playing with those nuts”.

I obeyed him, plunging down rapidly onto his wet cock, gagging and choking as I rolled his balls between my fingers. He moaned out, louder this time, and held my head in place with one hand as he shot thick spurts of hot cum into my mouth. Rico gasped again, still squirting his seed, until his balls were empty, and my mouth was flooded with sperm.

“You don’t have to swallow” he breathed, pulling his flaccid cock out, “spit it into the fire”.

The taste was sharper and saltier than I had expected. I turned toward the fire and leaned forward to spit it out, until I realised how fucking hot this whole situation had just been. I looked back at him, and he continued to stare at me as I gulped down the man’s seed, and he smiled.

“I like you, Liam” he said, squeezing the last of his nut from his swollen cock. A droplet spilled onto his finger and he held it out. I didn’t even hesitate as I crawled over and sucked his finger into my mouth. “Yeah” he grinned, “I like you a lot”.

When Rico was finished with me, he pulled on his gown and helped me dress. I could hardly believe what had just happened, but I wasn’t one bit upset about it. I walked toward the door before he called me back.

“A tip” he said, and pulled out a wallet so thick that it looked like a brick.

“Oh, no, I’m good” I said, trying to be polite as he grinned.

“I know you’re good” he laughed, pulling out a wad of notes, “that’s why I’m tipping you”.

I couldn’t answer him. I’d never seen so much cash in real life before, and I watched as he slipped the notes between his fingers and stuffed them down the back of my shorts.

“Next time” he whispered, sliding the cash between the cheeks of my ass, “I’m gonna break open that tight little pussy and breed you”.

“Y… Yes sir… I mean, Rico” I gasped, and he kissed me softly on the cheek before guiding me toward the door.

Back outside, the rain had eased and I quickly pulled the money from my ass and flicked through it.

“Two thousand dollars!” I gawped, my eyes the size of dinner plates. I felt my phone buzz a second later, and checked it as I walked toward the limousine.

$500.00 dollars has been deposited to your account.

I grinned widely as the driver opened the door.

“I trust you had a good time” he smiled.

“Oh yeah” I nodded, and handed him a fifty. “I had a real good time”.