the stench of summer sex

Mason McCarthy Welcome to my little spot on the internet. As you can see, my name's Mason. I'm sure quite a few of you might recognize the face though. And some other parts too. I'm living in New York City and making it my mine alongside my sister, Madison. Mess with her and you mess with me. And I'm kind off a badass. Currently working for Snix Escorts, but we don't really talk about that.

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I’LL BE YOURS, WHEN IT RAINS IT POURS

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“I just didn’t wanna spend the money I’ve been saving to go see my Mama,” she sniffled. “I didn’t wanna hurt you. I didn’t wanna hurt me, but I did,” she finally gave in and let herself be held, though she didn’t feel she deserved it. “I’m gonna give it back,” she told him. “Do you wanna get in bed with me?”

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“I know, baby. And I want you to be able to go see her. You know I do. I know how much it means to you,” Mason reassured her, running a hand over her hair. “And you don’t need to give it back. It’s over now and, hey, fuck  him, cause I get to drive it too, right?” He laughed softly even though he still wanted to claw the guy’s face off for doing this to Marley. His Marley. “Yeah, c’mon. Let’s go lay down.” 

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I’LL BE YOURS, WHEN IT RAINS IT POURS

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“You’re not gonna kill anyone,” Marley said. “He knows people. You’d be dead within a day,” she wiped her eyes. “And I couldn’t deal with that, I need you,” she said quietly. “I feel so used, more so than usual. I love you and I fucked it up. I break everything I touch,” she sighed. “Why haven’t you just run yet?”

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Even though Mason hadn’t planned on literally killing the guy, Marley probably wasn’t wrong about the consequences. “It’s not your fault he’s an asshole, Marls,” he told her quietly, brushing the hair away from her face and pressing their foreheads together. “And I’m not going anywhere because I’m so damn in love with you, I couldn’t survive.” 

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I’LL BE YOURS, WHEN IT RAINS IT POURS

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Marley couldn’t look up at him. She felt dirty, used, even more than she usually did, and she did indeed feel that way all the time. She didn’t speak at first, pulling her knees to her chest. When she looked up at him again, her eyes were rimmed with red, everything felt dark. “I guess I really am like, an actual whore,” she said, giving a dark laugh. “Fucked a guy for a car. Not even cash,” she swallowed hard, “I should just get out of here.”

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“Hey, no. You’re not going anywhere,” Mason insisted, reaching out to wrap his arms around her. It was Sebastian he was really angry at and he shouldn’t be taking it out on her. “And don’t call yourself that. We do this to survive, Marls. It’s just... god, I’m gonna kill that guy,” he growled before burying his face in her hair. “The thought of his hands on you just... makes me wanna break  his neck.” 

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I’LL BE YOURS, WHEN IT RAINS IT POURS

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Marley hiccuped, her cries making it hard for her to speak clearly, “I d-didn’t even know h-how much you hated him!” she sobbed out. “You never really told me, I mean, I know you’re not a fan of working for him, but you’re not a fan of working for any of them, and fuck, neither am I!” She pulled at her own hair, pacing the floor, her heart in the pit of her stomach. “But I never knew any of this…stuff about him targeting you. I never knew about any of that. I just knew that he was nice to me and willing to help. That’s all. But I love you. I don’t care if we never get out of this hell hole, as long as I can keep you, I’ll be fine. I swear. I’m j-just. I’m ss-sorry. I’ll give it back,” she said, sinking to the floor and covering her eyes, shaking.

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Mason’s eyes fell shut again, the sight of Marley so upset making him sicker than any of the rest of it. Especially when he was the one who caused it. He was just so angry at Sebastian. “Marls...” He let out a heavy sigh fell to his knees beside her, carefully laying a hand on her back. “Please don’t cry. Please, I... fuck. You don’t have to give it back.” He fell back on his ass and tried to figure out how to put his feelings into words. “I don’t kiss his ass and he hates it. He thrives on people giving him what he wants. And I won’t, so of course he’s gonna want it from  you even more.” 

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I’LL BE YOURS, WHEN IT RAINS IT POURS

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“Kitty isn’t your boss, it’s completely different. It’s not like I cheated on you. I’d never cheat on you. Is that what you think I did?” Marley said, agahst. Tears forming in her eyes before she could stop them. “I care if you fuck Kitty because she hates me. She calls me fat every day even though she knows I’m recovering from fucking bulimia?! And you hate her because she does that to me. It’s not the same thing. What, have you been fucking her? Do you want to?”

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“NO!” Mason paced across the room, kicking at things on the floor that weren’t even there. He sucked in a breath and turned back to look a her. “I don’t wanna fuck Kitty. Because I know how much you hate her and it makes me hate her too. And I thought you knew how much I hated Sebastian. He likes to fuck with me, Marls. You think he did this just so he could get sex? He could get sex from anyone. We’re giving him exactly what he wants right now.” 

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I’LL BE YOURS, WHEN IT RAINS IT POURS

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“Mason, you know enough to know that it doesn’t mean anything with him,” Marley said, a flash of disappointment in her eyes. “I didn’t want to come to you because I don’t want to make you do anything for me, you’re not with me for that, you’re with me so that we can have a life together, not so I can like…order you around. Taking me to Disney was…so much already,” she sighed. “I honestly didn’t think it would make you mad.”

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“It’s not ordering me around!” Mason snapped, closing his eyes right away to calm himself down. “If we’re building a life together, then we need to actually do it together. We take care of each other, we help each other.” He leaned forward, hiding his head in his hands for a few moments. “So what? If it doesn’t mean anything, it doesn’t matter? You don’t care if I fuck Kitty if it doesn’t mean anything?”

[nancywhccler]

I’LL BE YOURS, WHEN IT RAINS IT POURS

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“What?” she said, tilting her head. “Mason…I told him what I needed, he told me the conditions. I followed them. This is just…this is just my job, Mace. I don’t know why you’re getting so…upset…”

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“That is not our job,” he insisted. “We sleep with clients. Sebastian is not a client. He’s an ass. If you needed a car, you could’ve come to me. I might not havebeen able to get you... that, but I could’ve hlped. I could’ve done something. But Sebastian? Really?” 

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I’LL BE YOURS, WHEN IT RAINS IT POURS

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“Well, I didn’t ask for those things,” she said. “But those were just things he added for me,” she looked at him, studying his features. “I mean…yeah? I just did what he wanted from me,” she told him, “It’s a part of the whole…boss thing. He doesn’t help if you don’t…help him out.”

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Mason licked his lips slowly, trying to tamp down the rage that was beginning to boil up in his gut. “There are... other ways,” he got out tightly before getting up from the chair and walking across the room, running his hand through his hair. “God, Marley.” 

[nancywhccler]

I’LL BE YOURS, WHEN IT RAINS IT POURS

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“Well…he’s my pimp, Mace,” she said. “I had to do certain things for him if he was going to do something for me, you know?” She shrugged, “And I really needed this, you know?”

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Yeah, standing was definitely not an option anymore. To keep from falling on his ass, he grabbed the nearest chair and pulled it under himself. “You needed a pink convertible with your initial on it?” he asked as calmly as he could, looking up at her. “Did you fuck him?” 

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I’LL BE YOURS, WHEN IT RAINS IT POURS

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“Well…” she trailed off. “It wasn’t exactly for free,” she didn’t look at him, her eyes focusing out the window. She wasn’t exactly proud of what she did, but it was part of her job, she didn’t think that it was the worst thing. She’d definitely dealt with worse.

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Mason’s legs wobbled a little, but he swallowed and kept himself steady. He shouldn’t just assume the worst. She obviously hadn’t given him money for the car; she’d made that clear. “What do you mean?” he asked carefully, crossing his arms over his chest. “Did you... take on extra clients or something?” 

[nancywhccler]

I’LL BE YOURS, WHEN IT RAINS IT POURS

[nancywhccler]

“Well actually,” Marley said, “This is courtesy of Sebastian Smythe.” She tossed her hair over her shoulder and shrugged. “I really needed some wheels, and I didn’t want to give up the money I’ve saved for visits to my mom, so…Sebastian helped me out.”

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Mason froze a little at the mention of Sebastian’s name. He really did not like the guy. Technically he had to treat him well since he was one of his bosses, but Sebastian was an ass and he never missed the way the guy looked at his girlfriend, like she was a toy for him to  play with. “Sebastian, huh?” he muttered, glancing out the window.  “That doesn’t sound like him. Doing nice things for people.” 

[nancywhccler]

I’LL BE YOURS, WHEN IT RAINS IT POURS

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“I know,” she said. “There’s a little M for Marley on the side and everything.” She turned to smile at him, touching his cheek, still warm from sleep. “Isn’t it gorgeous?”

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“It’s- damn.” Mason really needed to stop saying that. “You don’t mess around. Yeah, it’s gorgeous. I just... what kinda tips have clients been giving you? I know I took us to Disney, but that’s another level.” 

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I’LL BE YOURS, WHEN IT RAINS IT POURS

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“Someone looks sleepy,” she threw back, scrunching her nose. “It’s a good day. A good day. Your baby’s finally got wheels, Mace. And not the bicycle kind,” she said, beaming at him. “Come look out the window,” she said, beckoning him over.

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Mason’s brows drew together in obvious confusion as he tried to both wak up and understand what it was Marley was trying to tell him. “What?” he muttered. Though he guessed she may have saved up for a used car or something. He pulled himself off the couch and followed his excited girlfriend, her happiness starting to seep into him. When he looked out the window though, he was only more confused. “Damn, Marls. That’s a... damn.” 

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I’LL BE YOURS, WHEN IT RAINS IT POURS

Thanks to her benefactor, Sebastian Smythe, Marley was now the proud owner of a pink convertible. That’s right, pink, Elle Woods style. A girl with as much undeniable style as Marley deserved nothing less, or at least that’s what he told her. She’d spent countless nights in his bed in exchange for the promise of finally having some wheels. Her money from clients alone usually was saved for visiting her mom, and she wasn’t willing to sacrifice that time for buying a car. She drove over to Mason’s apartment, parked, then made her way up the stairs. With her spare key, she let herself in. “Maaaceeee,” she called. “Show a sign of life, babe.”

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Mason groaned from where he was laying face down on the couch. He’d been out late the night before with a client who was seemingly literally insatiable. He was only one man, for god’s sake. He hadn’t even made it to his bed. There was a blanket on him though, so Madison must have covered him up before she left. Damn, he’d slept late. 

He knew the voice though and he smiled sleepily, forcing himself to sit up. “Hey, baby,” he greeted, rubbing at his eyes. “Someone looks happy.” 

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What's the biggest/most well endowed cock you've had to take?

Well, I’ve never really taken the time to measure, to be honest. Most my clients prefer we get down to business. But I can tell you how grateful for lube I am. 

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Snow White and her Prince

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“You are,” she said devilishly, running her hands over his chest and kissing along his jaw. Something about getting up to such dirty deeds in the Happiest Place on Earth turned Marley on more than expected. “Mmm, you know, Snow White gets her name ‘cause she’s pure as snow,” Marley whispered against his ear. “But maybe it’s time this particular princess got a revamp, don’t you think?” 

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“Is that true?” Mason asked curiously, his hands still running appreciatively over Marley’s skin. “I always thought it was cause she was so pale. Which...” He laughed when she lifted her head to glare at him. She was so damn beautiful. He captured her lips in another kiss before pulling back to look into her eyes. “But, yeah, I think we can give this princess a new story to tell.” 

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Snow White and her Prince

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Marley nodded, taking the costume from him and kissing his forehead before scampering into the bathroom. She smirked when she saw how skimpy the outfit was, then laughed a little because…of course Mason would want to see her in this. It turned her on to think of him picking it out for her, special. She slipped it on pretty easily and then stepped out into the main room, smiling devilishly. “Here I am,” she said demurely. She climbed onto his lap and kissed him deeply, “Hey, you.”

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Mason had some trouble actually finding a ‘sexy’ Prince Charming outfit. Instead he’d gotten himself a pair of boxers with a crown printed on it, sitting right over his dick perfectly. He changed quickly and sat against the headboard, grinning widely when Marley stepped back out into the room. 

His hands went out automatically to rest against her hips and he kissed her back. When they parted, his eyes traveled up and down her body, drinking in the sight of her. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous,” he whispered. “I’m so damn lucky.”