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KINK | Voyeurism
Ewan had just bumped in to the two escorts at the pool, watched them kissing, cuddling, and grabbing their towels, ready to head back to their suite for what he could only imagine would be a night of sweat and skin. It took only a moment till he was up on his feet and barring their path. “Mind if I watch?” he asked, and despite being an escort himself, he flashed them a hundred dollar bill and they nodded.
Back in their suite, he took a seat by the bed, and despite his presence, they continued where they left off, hands clasped each other and lips connected and Ewan watched with a smile as they shed their clothing. Watching their cocks harden, his own swelled with want, he liked to see the hunger, the lust in people and these two lovers didn’t disappoint. They were clearly eager, practically clawing at each other. He even caught the scent of blood, but he must of missed when the cut was made and he couldn’t help but growl at the thought of it.
His cock was in his hand soon after the thrusting started. His fingers wandered down to his crotch with a moan. With a pop his button was open, his fly was down and his hand was under the cover of his trousers, stroking himself. Ewan timed it well, bringing himself to fruition just as the other two escorts moaned and shuddered, riding out their orgasms. All three satisfied and lethargic after such passion.
ANTI-KINK | Bad Hygiene
The escort was drinking his favourite scotch, feeling and enjoying the burn of it in the back of his throat. When the client took the stool beside him, his eyes slid to the side, automatically giving a smile “Well hello.” He needed the cash, so he turned on the charm. It was one of those rare months where he over spent, and the rent was due in two days time, what Ewan needed was a soft touch Client to overpay- and he knew one when he saw one.
“Buy you a drink?” he offered and turned to face the client, she wasn’t bad, and had big eyes, doe eyes. Innocent looking and beautiful, and yet the moment he turned to face her, he caught a smell he wasn’t keen on, wasn’t sure about. He couldn’t quite put his finger on what it was at first, and she seemed to agree to the drink, so he nodded to the bartender and ordered himself another too. “So what brings you out here?” he asked, knowing the rusty nail wasn’t the kind of place a of the clients hung out.
It wasn’t till she turned to talk to him, telling him everything she’d done today, and not leaving out a single detail, that Ewan noticed the smell get stronger, and soon it struck him. He knew just what it was, and he wasn’t impressed. All this money, and they didn’t even know how to look after themselves. He did the polite thing of course, let her finish her story, then glanced to his watch and downed his drink “I have somewhere to be.. next time maybe.” he smiled and got up, trying not to wrinkle his nose in disgust till he was well out of sight.














