I’ve been an avid reader here at Indian sex stories for almost 6 years now and this is my first story.So I started as a male escort recently in Delh.... One day I get a call from a middle aged lady to meet and we talked about what she wanted and what I could offer. We agreed to meet the following weekend at her Farmhouse in the the outskirts of the city. She did tell me before hand that she hadn’t done it in 2 years now so I knew it was going to be rough.I get to the given address with a bottle. Darian tried to cheer me up, but I just had to grieve for a while. Healers lose patients sometimes, but it’s still hard to understand why. * * * * * * * * * Barry called on the phone a week later. I thought perhaps he was reconsidering my offer. He invited me out for an afternoon. We talked and laughed as if there had never been a rift. I had hope for his salvation once more. Then he sat down with me on a park bench and told me that he loved me. I knew he was sincere, and that his heart was. You can’t go ‘round shaming folks for things they can’t help. Course I reckon I know better than just yellin’ at you. yellin’ just gets folks all riled up and digging in their heels.Instead, I’m gonna trust you and tell you what you saw. It’s gonna be hard. We’ll both be beet-red by the time we’re done. I reckon though that ya listen good, and we both face the embarrassment good’n hard, we’ll both grow. The alternative is I sit on my upset and it festers between us for a good while.Will you. Oh yes, it seemed this small country town as well as a few others bordering it in the valley, had a long history of Homo Happiness between tops and bottoms.This in the form of the main road rest area located about three miles out from the very heart of town. Located between two fair sized New Hamphire cities some 27 miles apart, this place with parking for up to twodozen cars at once and two picnic tables to sit and wait at, had become a Cock Haven over the past half century. Jim, Phillip and.