The Not-So-Naughty Male Escort
The true life tales of a male escort may not be as X-rated as you’d think. A lot of being one of the UK’s premier male escorts is a much more PG experience, one that you can’t miss.
Sex, money, beauty.Crisp white sheets.The sheen of silk sliding over a hip. The glisten of tight skin stretched over the perfect form of flexed muscle. A whisper.A smile.Fingers gently gliding over cheekbones, only to find themselves sliding along a long neck, past perky breasts round and robust, frolicking lightly across a tight stomach that lifts, barely visible, with the sharp intake of breath.Those fingers, those hands, they continue along their sensuous journey with intentions of finding something more. As the tension builds, two silhouettes start tearing at one another. Neither able to satiate a need fast enough. Quickly, deeply, and again. Two strangers moments ago, and now exploring horizons like experienced lovers.
When we think about “male escorts” most of us think of a slow burn between sheets. As it turns out, the world of male escorts may not be all pounds and… well, pounding… We spoke to one of London’s premier male escorts and found that it’s rarely like Fifty Shades, …
