Smashwords Edition
Copyright 2011 Lunatic Ink Publishing (Founded by Kenneth Guthrie et al)
The taxi was comfortably warm to Tom’s sunbathed skin. He had spent most of his day lounging around on the beach just outside of his apartment trying to chill his nerves about the event that was coming.
This was his sixth time now and Lucy, the event coordinator, had told him that most of the big names in the local LA circuit were coming. Tom didn’t know if that was a good thing or not.
The competition would be a two heat sex match were the participants would pleasure the judges and then engage in the secret match afterwards if they ranked high enough in the first match for the judges to want to see more.
Tom knew that the competition would be strict. His first time he had been disqualified for not being properly stretched for taking a particularly large judge in his ass. The man had slapped him to the floor and sent him out in shame.
He wiggled his butt a little against the firm fabric of the taxi’s seat. He had stretched his ass to the max over the past week. A few of his clients had even mentioned how flexible his hole was and how little effort they needed to enjoy the main event. He knew that it was ready.
The taxi came around the corner and he got a good look at the event site. The apartment that Lucy ran her brothel operations out of was located just outside the main business district and was a haven for the rich and wealthy. Most of the men who would be a part of judging this event would be Lucy’s long term customers. There wouldn’t be any inexperienced dicks here tonight.
A sense of anticipation filled him. He had nearly won last time and he knew that this would be his big opportunity to make a play for first. The judges knew he was a top rate stud with a nice ass, a tall slim body and rock hard abs. Tom had been fucking nearly continuously since becoming a hooker and he was in the top pay ranks for those in the game.
The taxi stopped outside and Tom took his first step out of the taxi. That foot coming down on hard concrete made it all real for him. He could feel his energy bursting upwards and skyrocketing at the idea of the wild sex that was about to take place in that building.
He got his bag out from the back of the taxi. The sun was warm on his skin and the wild blew lightly down the street.
Tom walked towards the doors with a mixture of feelings rumbling around in him. Would he be able to win this? Would he be to the liking of the judges? Could he impress them with his body and his technique to win the 200,000 prize that the competition was offering?
Whatever happened, Tom wanted to be the best damn sex whore he could be. He was going to be fucked senseless in there after all!
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It was a beautifully designed lobby for the sins that would be taking place in here tonight. Tom stepped inside and handed over his bag to the naked man wearing only a tie inside.
He turned to admire the competition. There were a few men in here that he recognized, some big players in the local whore market and some enthusiasts that had fucked enough to get noticed by the people organizing the event.
Lucy strode towards him. She was wearing a glorious red dress that emphasized her fine curves and big breasts that nearly hung out of the wide open neckline. She looked fantastic.