no-growth An evening run, chapter 7

[flamedelft]

Chapter 1; 2; 3; 4; 5; 6; 7

 

A/N: okay, here's another chapter, it doesn't have any sexy scenes in it. I hope you guys won't mind, because it should lead to one in the next chapter

 

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The day after the midnight poetry date, Ty assured me that me falling asleep wasn't a big deal both with the letter and in person, which I was grateful for.

 

About a week later, I was browsing the internet for sex ideas and tips (Honestly, I was going to ask Ty for some suggestions soon anyway, leaving most advances in our sexual journey to me was a nice gesture, but... well, it might not be the most brilliant idea Ty's ever had. It takes two to tango after all.), when I stumbled on the website of the local House of pleasure. I'm not sure why I didn't think of that earlier. A visit should give even me some inspiration, what with the wide variety of sex toys, a library full of (both virtual and paper) books on every possible topic about physical pleasure imaginable.

 

Maybe Ty would like to have one of their escorts? I'd have to ask him. Or we could go together, as a date, each pick out a thing or two we'd like, maybe take a book with us. Yeah, that could be nice.

 

I called Ty at the time he was normally on his way to me and he quickly picked up. I explained my plan to him, and by his tone as well as his words I could tell he was excited about going.

When he arrived, we had a light snack and then we went to the House of Pleasure. We went by foot, holding hands all the way. I loved the feeling of his hand engulfing mine, the imposing presence of someone four times your weight very close to you, the occasional bump into his thick thigh feeling like I’ve brushed against a tree with a smooth bark.

 

When we entered the House, I took a look around. In front of us there was a counter, behind which sat the old white man we met at the clinic the other day. To our left was the spacious part of the house with the racks and shelves with sex toys, and further back shelves with books and couches marked the library part. To our right there was stairway, presumably leading to the escorts' quarters.

 

The old man greeted us warmly, "Hello, welcome to the House of Pleasure. Can I help you with anything?"

 

Ty said that we're just browsing right now, but we'd call him if we needed anything later. We took a second to take it all in and then we strode into the sex toy part. I offered that we should split up, browse at first, and then rendezvous later. Ty agreed, so I took it from the left to the part with various dildos. They had quite an amazing range of different shapes, sizes and materials, some which vibrated, some regular.

 

I wondered if Ty had some already, after all, he said that he wanted me to fuck him. Maybe I could try some too. I made a mental note to ask him on the topic. Then I continued into the lube and condoms section, which was smaller, but it still had a nice variety of different compositions and smells. There were also some masturbators. What came next surprised me, as there were just different kinds of ropes. I would expect that more in a hardware store or something... I must have looked puzzled because the assistant came to me, asking whether I had any questions.

 

"Well, yeah, what are these ropes doing here?"

 

"Some clients use them in their sexual activities. They like to be tied up, either for restriction, or for decoration. Depending on the rope and the location, they can be worn even during the day."

 

"Huh, everyday I learn something new. Well, that's not surprising I'm new to all this."

 

"If you want, I could show you some basic knots, and how they are worn. It's a slow day anyway."

 

"Uh, thanks, but I think I'll pass right now."

 

At that moment, Ty came to us with some sort of tangle of leather straps.

 

The old man turned to him, "Oh, you have a good eye, that harness is one of our most popular. Although I'm afraid we don't have anything that could fit your body."

 

Ty's eyes darted between me and the assistant for a second before addressing him, "Uh, that's alright. Eli, would you excuse us for a minute please?"

 

"Okay, I'll be in the library part if you need me."

 

As I moved from them, I wondered what he wanted to talk about with the assistant, but it quickly stopped bothering me when I reached the shelves of books. They had an amazing array of books on every sexual topic. After a while of browsing, I came across some books about rimming, which caught my attention. I picked one at random and brought it with me to a couch to flip through while I waited for Ty to come to me.

 

When I sat down, I noticed a tablet computer on the table near me. I looked at it closer. It was displaying a slideshow of shirtless people of various gender, age, height and weight. As I touched the display, the slideshow changed into a more detailed view with written information about the escorts.

 

I started looking through it, at first randomly, but I quickly found the sorting function. As I looked up some people, I remembered that I didn't know Ty's type. He didn't talk much about his romantic crushes around me, and while he had some sexual experiences before me, I didn't pay attention to it before. Fortunately, Ty suddenly appeared next to me, his big head hovering over my shoulder.

 

"You want an escort?" He asked me.

 

"Kind of. I mean, mainly for you."

 

"Oh, really? You know that I'm totally fine with just you. I don't mind jerking off the excess."

 

"I know, I know, but what if we took advantage of the escort to teach me, or maybe even you some things?"

 

He looked pretty interested in my idea. "Okay, what'd you have in mind?"

 

"Well, rimming for starters," I pointed at the book, "I'm not sure just reading about it will give me the necessary know-how."

 

"Eli, you know that I wouldn't mind offering my hole as a regular practise field, even for the uninitiated. And I could tell you what feels good and what doesn't, I'm sure that would make you improve really quick," he responded with a chuckle.

 

I smiled back at him, "I know, but I want the best for you."

 

"Aww, that's so sweet of you. Okay, have you picked someone for me yet?"

 

I sighed, "not really. I realized that I'm not sure what kind of guy or girl you'd like."

 

"That's okay, let's go through the guys and I'll tell you who I like."

 

He sat next to me on the couch, which caused me to slide a bit towards him thanks to the drop in the cushions his weight created. He put an arm around me and pulled the tablet towards him. The escorts were being sorted by their height and weight in an ascending order. It was currently showing a pretty athletic guy who had a mid-thigh amputation of his left leg.

 

"How about this one?" I was curious what his taste would be like.

 

He shook his head, "Hmm, not really."

 

"Why not?"

 

"Well, to be honest, I'd like someone more beefy."

 

"Does that mean I'm the exception to your type?"

 

"Not really, I have quite a wide range, it's just, if we're getting an escort, it might be more fun if there's... a bit of variety, you know?"

 

"Okay, that makes sense." I scrolled to the part with thicker guys. "So, fat or muscular?"

 

He looked at the tablet for a while, going through the options, before pointing at a young guy, about twenty years old, who looked pretty big.

 

"I think I'll take this guy, Basit."

 

The tablet offered basic information about Basit. 300 lbs at 6'3'', it was clear from the photo that he had fat as well as muscle on his body. My age guess was accurate, he was 21 years old.  He had a cute smile on the photo, his teeth shiny against the backdrop of his brown skin. His face was framed by black dreadlocks, loosely tied into a bushy ponytail. I also noticed he had his right nipple pierced.

 

Under his stats, there was a short paragraph that the escorts wrote about themselves, his said:

 

"Hi, I'm a bit new to escorting, but I have plenty of experience with sex, and I'm very enthusiastic. I'm open to role-playing if you are. I love making people laugh and I work my hardest to ensure everyone will be satisfied ;)"

 

"He does look pretty cute. Think he'll be experienced enough for us?"

 

"Well, we can always ask the assistant, but I'm sure whatever he'll lack in experience, he'll overcome with enthusiasm."

 

"Okay," I said. We stood up, I picked up the book while Ty returned the tablet on the table and we went to the counter.

The assistant looked up when we approached him.

 

"Hi again, I'd like to check out this book," I said as I put the book down on the counter, "and we'd like an escort."

 

"Certainly, do you have someone in mind?"

 

"We'd like Basit."

 

"Okay, and do you want to interview him now, or just book a date?"

 

"He's here?"

 

"Yes, should I call him here?"

 

"Oh, sure."

 

He picked up a phone and dialed a short sequence of numbers. He quickly told the escort we would be coming up and hung up.

 

"Okay, I'll check out the book and then you can go up to him," he said as he put the book on a place on the counter indicated by some LEDs, which emitted a beep a second later.

"Please return it in a week, if you want to keep the book longer, or if you have any questions, don't hesitate to call us. Now, to get to Basit's room, go through those doors," he said as he pointed out the doors, go up the stairs, into the left hall and it's the second door on the right."

 

We followed the instructions and easily found the door with his name on it. We could hear the shower running quietly. I knocked and from inside I heard a muffled curse, a thump and the shower turning off. Then I heard quick footsteps towards the door. He opened it almost naked, only a towel around his thick waist, his hair wet and drops of water clinging to the rest of his body.  

 

"Hello, come in! Sorry, I thought I'd be able to squeeze in a quick shower before you came up, let me change into a pair of shorts real quick."

 

He went to the dresser behind his bed, chucked the towel, giving us a nice view of his wide ass and thick thighs before he pulled on bright red trunks. Then he lifted up the towel and used it to dry his upper body on his way over to the table.

 

We went inside, Ty ducking and twisting to get through the door behind me. It was a small but nice apartment, a bed for one, little kitchenette, the dresser and a table for four people. He pointed to the chairs on the other side of the table and I took a seat, while Ty kept standing, since it didn't seem like they could hold his weight.

 

"Well, my name's Basit. So, what can I do for you guys?"

 

Ty spoke up: "Well, Eli here thought I'd like someone other than him for sex once in a while."

 

They both turned to me. "What kind of sex did you have in mind?"

 

When I unconsciously scratched a sudden itch on my belly, Ty smirked at me.

 

"Uh, see, I'm really inexperienced at sex, so I wanted to... give Ty a present for his patience, and get some experience and advice for myself, hands on so to speak. Mainly I want to give a shot at rimming, but he could have other ideas."

 

"That's certainly doable. What about you, uh, Ty, was it?"

 

"Yeah. Well, I'd be fine with just the rimming, though if you won't mind, you could fuck me?"

 

At that, Basit's eyes widened, "Oh I certainly wouldn't mind. When do you guys want to do it? I got a few hours free right now if you want."

 

That surprised me. "You mean right here?" I asked.

 

"Oh no, we don't do our jobs where we sleep. I mean, mostly.  Especially if we have clients like Ty. We have couple of rooms for that."

 

"Oh, that makes sense. But uh, could you come over to my home sometime later? I’d prefer to be somewhere more familiar."

 

"Sure, just give me the address and time and I'll be there."

 

I told him the address, and we talked about dates that would be good for all three of us.

 

I thought that was all, but before I could say goodbye, he asked, "Do you guys have any safewords?"

 

"Safewords?" I wasn't familiar with that term. Ty answered, "words used for signaling when to stop."

 

"Yeah," Basit agreed, "they're mostly used in scenes where it might not be clear whether the 'stop' is in character or out of character , or in BDSM stuff, but I like to use them even in vanilla stuff sometimes. I think it’s always good when you have unambiguous mode of communication. Helps prevent unpleasantness. If you want, we could stick to the old 'red, yellow, green'."

 

"Red, yellow and green?"

 

"You know, if you don't like something and would like to stop what's happening right now, just say red. If you want to slow down, or are feeling uncomfortable, say yellow. And if you like something, and would like to continue, or even escalate, it's green time," he explained with a smile.

 

"Hmm, I'm not sure if Ty would use any of that, especially 'green', he has no problem speaking his mind, but I'm not against it," I said.

 

"I have no problem with it either," Ty shrugged his wide shoulders.

 

"Okay, oh I almost forgot, would you Eli be comfortable if you experienced rimming as the receiver? In my experience, experiencing both sides of something is really good for learning."

 

"Um, I guess?"

 

"Don't worry, I won't pressure you into it, if you change your mind on anything, please tell me, after all, this is mainly your show, I'm just helping out. So, that out of the way, if you don't have any questions right now," we both shook our heads, " then I will see you in a few days. Don't hesitate to call if anything comes up, here's my number."

 

We stood up, shook hands with him and left.

After the door closed behind us, we heard a faint 'Fuck yeah!'

 

"Yeah, I think he'll do just fine." Ty said with a chuckle. He scooped me up, "Man I could just kiss you right now." I reached around his neck a gave him what he wanted.

 

"There. You want anything else?"

 

"Only if you're in the mood when we get home." He told me with a smile, still holding me in his arms as we he made his way outside, where he put me on his shoulders again.

 

"Mmm, I think I might be. Oh, I just remembered, what was that 'Eli could you excuse us' about?"

 

I felt him stumble a bit under me.

 

"Well, uh, I wanted to get a custom one, as a surprise for you."

 

"You think it would look good on me?"

 

"I'm actually not sure if this one would, but aesthetics wasn't why I asked for the custom one actually. That reminds me, would you want to go for the trip with me in two weeks?"

"Yeah, that sounds lovely." I sensed he didn't want me to pry more into the harness thing, so I let it rest for now. I trusted him that he'd tell me if it was something important. I planted a kiss on top of his head,which he answered with an affectionate squeeze of my legs.

 

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And as always, I appreciate any praise or critique you throw my way

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Great story though, wish I had a Ty in my life Can;'t wait for more!

[flamedelft]

One note: the story text is black and impossible to see against the dark forum theme. I selected the text so I could read it so you might need to adjust that.

 

Great story though, wish I had a Ty in my life Can;'t wait for more!

Is it better now?

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Yes sir, all legible.

[astro]

queremos otra parte, excelente historia