My start as a rent boy

He motioned me to sit beside him on a settee in front of a roaring fire and pulled up a little coffee table to set down the, now almost finished, mug of chocolate. I was feeling pretty mellow from the alcohol I’d had in the hot chocolate so I didn’t make any protest when he put a warm hand on my knee and slid it slowly up my trembling thigh. I did stop him as he got close to my firm cock that was now growing by the second but he just checked for a moment and then slid his hand all the way up till his fingers brushed my member which by this time was straining against the bathrobe. He smiled and said “well, well you really are quite a big boy aren’t you?” I was struck dumb but he just undid the towelling belt round my robe and opened it fully allowing my cock to spring up like a flag pole. He sat there a few moments admiring it and brushing it softly with his fingers whilst he kissed first my cheek and then my lips, the first time a man had kissed me like that. While he was kissing me he took my hand and slid it under his own robe where I found him in a similar state of arousal. His hand slowly teased my cock till it was so hard I thought it would burst while he took my hand and moved it slowly up and down his own member as it grew to what must have been a good 8 inches. I couldn’t take my eyes off it and was starting to gasp and moan a bit from the effect his hand was having on my sensitive tool.