You won't be good enough for me, you won't like me, and I'm perfectly ok with that. Yes I know it makes me a prick but again I'm ok with that. I'm a typical gay narcissistic asshole. I crave all of the same things you do, cock, cum...and the list goes on and on. But I'm not willing to settle for these things from a Grindr, Scruff, BBRT hook up that's nothing more than common trash. I crave these things from a man with wealth and power, someone who's someone not just another bookstore whore or bathhouse skank.
I've spent years searching the web for the perfect man. He must have looks, an insatiable sex drive, and be able to provide a lavish lifestyle where my every want is met. The search seemed endless and hopeless at times so many fakes and flakes. Finally in December 2014 there he was. Adam from Chicago IL. He had it all, he was perfect. A chiseled body that was manscaped to perfection, a cock that made my hole twitch in excitement and a bank account balance that held enough zeros to keep me happy for a little while!
Details were exchanged, plans were made and finally the airline ticket arrived, I would be leaving bumb fuck nowhere for Chicago. I would be Adam's trophy, I would have my own American Express black card with no limit! The day after the airline ticket came so did a text, " you need to take tomorrow off, there you have appointments". I responded back, "no I'm pretty sure I don't". A very abrupt text came back stating "that will be the last time you argue with me" and a photo was attached of him taking a scissors to MY Amex card. NO! I immediately responded with an apology and his response was "8am tomorrow be ready! You are not to contact me again, I will initiate our next contact."
I wasn't sure what was in store for me but with visions of an unlimited credit line in my head I was ready at 8 am. I was taken to a clinic and given a through exam and full blood work panel. I was then taken to the spa where I was waxed, manicured, pedicured, massaged, cut, color the hole 9 yards. Oh he was already bringing out the princess in me that deserves to be pampered!
Returning home I found a package at the door, filled with everything thing Armani, except for the shoes, those were Prada bitches! Inside the box was a note "pack nothing, you will want for nothing here. There will be a ride to the airport tomorrow morning, my driver will pick you up upon landing in Chicago and bring you to my home.
First class flight in my Armani and Prada sipping champagne, oh hell yes, my hard work had finally paid off, I am getting the life I deserve! Landing in Chicago there was the most handsome man to greet me, his muscles had muscles and fuck that had to be a sock in there, that bulge couldn't possibly be all him! He introduced himself as Josh as we drove from the airport. He reached over and took my hand placing it on that incredible bulge, nope no sock it was all real. I quickly removed my hand, I'm not here to put out for the help! Adam controls the Amex card, this piece of common trash to find some low life skank on an app to deal with his needs. He let out a loud chuckle, shaking his head in disbelief. My only thought was whatever driver, keep going there's an Amex card with my name on it. As we pulled up to the gated community I was in awe of the spectacular houses and couldn't believe my luck that I was going to live here! I received a text from Adam stating I see you've arrived, Josh will escort you in.
At the house Josh got out of the car and I remained seated. He stopped and looked at me and I just sat there, he came over to the door and asked what was wrong, I instructed him that as the driver it's his job to open my door. Another loud chuckle and an "in fucking credible" he opened the door. He lead the way up the walk and this time remembering his place opened the front door and stood aside with a wicked wry small. I didn't give that smarmy slimey snakey smile a second thought as before me inside the door stood Adam in see through black silk trunks. He was perfection! The perfect hair, smile, tan, he should have been on the cover of magazines. He greeted me with a warm embrace and kiss to the cheek. "Welcome, I'm so happy your finally here!" A thousand watt smile sent chills down my spine. As Adam reached around and grabbed my ass with both hands he looked over my shoulder at Josh and said "how was it?" What did he mean, how was it....I turned to look at Josh surprised he was still there, and with that same wicked smirk the help had plastered on his face he uttered "oh you've outdone yourself brother, he's a miserable little cunt that needs to learn respect". I turned around to face my dear Adam again and deny Josh's bullshit allegations. I then saw the same wicked smirk and thought "brother?" as Adam said "well then, respect the little cunt will learn, as I felt Josh's massive forearm come around my neck and begin to cut my air off. The last thing I remember is Adam tapping my cheek twice and saying "you'll learn".