OK.
I went to my favorite incall the other night. It's a place downtown called the Trombone Pleasure Palaca.
Was shown into the room (nice soft lighting, hot shower and fluffy towels), and in walks Rusty, the star of the place.
Rusty gives a great massage, alternating from RMT quality to light teasing and back to RMT. The particular attention paid to the boys was well received.
The reverse/BS was simply amazing as we played field hockey with little Rusty and little elmo. Once the duel was finished, the release, although nice and firm, left something to be desired...he ripped my dick off.
Now, several days and 250 stiches later, i am looking into a porn career, and have solicited the same agent as Wayne Bobbit. Hopefully the nerves, muscles and blood vessels will heal in time for my first movie.
Rusty, I realize this happened in the heat of passion, and I forgive you for it, but next time i'm bringing a steel condom...just try and rip that off.
Total cost...$0.00. He felt so bad he had to send me to the hospital with my dick in my hand.
Repeat? Yeah...when the scars heal.
elmo