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You might ask ‘why would mega celebrities who are incredibly attractive, such as Shawn, want to buy a prostitute?’ I have two theories, either they enjoy the power of buying me for a night, then there’s this new brand of young male celebrities who are heterosexual they feel the need to compartmentalise their sexuality, Shawn is bi, but there’s a lot of biphobia and Shawn found it easier to compartmentalise his stage self and his sexual self as two completely different Shawns. Despite being bi, Shawn loved bottoming, a lot of the time he’s jump on and ride me within an inch of my life, other times he wanted to be tied up and I’d just ruin him.
Tonight was the VMAs, Shawn always flew me to his events as an interval treat, he always said to me it felt so humiliating to be on stage with my cum in his ass. Shawn needs that humiliation, to feel like a piece of ass that only has one purpose. Tonight I’d bought some toys, unfortunately, due to the location, I wasn’t able to bring some of the more… heavy duty items, but I could still have some fun with him. Thankfully, for both of us, Shawn had found out about douching so I didn’t have to worry like some of my other clients and it was more enjoyable for Shawn as we could fuck bareback.
The door burst open and Shawn strode across the room towards me, wrapped his arms around me and slammed his lips into mine, I ran my hand through his curls and he pulled me closer, ‘we have 10 minutes, make me feel like a slutty cum dump.’ I smiled. I opened the door to the area with the bed and threw him onto it, I helped him wiggle out of his trousers but we didn’t have time for him to take his black shirt and dark green blazer off. I always liked admiring the gorgeous celebs, could be my last time if they suddenly quit on me. Shawn lay there on the bed, legs spread, smiling at me, his hair looking perfect thanks to his hair stylist, wearing a shirt, blazer and brand new white socks, Shawn really liked the look of the douche-y white socks, I didn’t but hey ho I wasn’t there to give him fashion advice, after all I don’t expect his stylist to fuck him in the ass.
I leaned in on top of him and gently kissed him, ‘yeah that’s all well and good but now we only have 9 minutes,’ he said. He didn’t have to tell me twice. I slowly pushed against his hole, ‘just fuck me, holy shit,’ Shawn said, ‘you’re a fucking bossy bottom,’ I replied, thrusting into his ass, his cheeks hugging onto the sides of my cock, his hole consuming me. I pulled back and thrusted again, his head flung back in a mix of agony and ecstasy, ‘oh my god, fuck me,’ I started to thrust faster, but it wasn’t enough for him, ‘I need you to use me, I need to be ruined, I want you to FUCK me,’ he yelled at me. ‘Okay, get the fuck up,’ I said to him, I sat towards the top of the bed, with my body being in between sitting up and lying down. ‘Now sit on it, but only slightly, Shawn complied and just put my tip in his arse, his huge juicy cheeks once again hugging my cock. I steadied myself and started raising and lowering my hips fucking him so fast he screamed ‘OH MY GOD’ he yelled ‘I can’t…’ , I stopped for a second, grabbed his neck and whispered in his ear, ‘you wanted this slut.’ I started fucking him again, I knew he’d like this and I could tell when he was lying for his own enjoyment. He liked to feel helpless, plus he knew the safe word. I fucked him so hard his legs started to buckle, I grabbed his knees and brought them to his chest, he now had no control over what was happening and was screaming ‘OH FUCK, I’M GONNA CUM,’ he yelled. I quickly threw him off me and went into my bag and took out a little plastic cage, I wrapped it around his cock and he winced, I locked it and attached the key to my necklace. ‘You’ll fucking cum when I say you can, now get on me you fucking slut,’ he crawled over to me and situated himself on me as I started pounding him again, eventually getting up to the same speed as before, ‘my cock, it hurts so bad,’ I laughed and kept going, I grabbed his legs again, this time pulling them towards his shoulders. I couldn’t stop I kept going until… ‘oh fuck!’ I coated his hole, I bucked 3 or 4 times before I released his legs and he climbed off me, he looked genuinely upset, ‘you’ll cum some time tonight, but who knows when, he smiled at me and put his boxers, trousers & shoes back on, he was just about to walk out when I yelled ‘wait!’ I grabbed him and yanked his trousers down, I went into my bag and found what I was looking for, a butt plug. I bent him over the counter and pushed it in, his hole sucking it in. ‘You’re mine slut, I’m inside you, don’t forget it,’ I said as his trousers twitched, poor guy, he would not be cumming anytime soon.