Felix hired a hustler to clean my apartment. What was my reaction?

On Monday, the Jewish High Holidays season began.


We use a lunar calendar which means that the actual day of the week when we celebrate a holiday changes every year.


Therefore, some years we barely have time off during the High Holidays (because they fall over the weekend). In others, like this year, we have eight days off (two per week).


During the first holiday, we hiked twice.

Exploring a cave and a hideout from 2000 years ago
Exploring a cave and a hideout from 2000 years ago

Two days before that hike, we'd celebrated the Rosh Hashanah, with my parents and sister's family.


The tradition during the first part of the meal is to eat certain small dishes. You recite a blessing or a prayer before each.


The dinner table with those small dishes

My mom prepared the vegan dishes, and my dad baked the bread.
My mom prepared the vegan dishes, and my dad baked the bread.

Before dressing up and going to my parents, I looked at my beautiful apartment.

It was the last hour of the year.
It was the last hour of the year.

I enjoyed how tidy and clean it looked, and most importantly, I was happy a male prostitute hadn't cleaned my apartment.


Instead, Felix helped me do it.


That must have sounded odd! Should a male hustler have come over to help me clean?!


It all started last Tuesday when Felix came over for breakfast.

I'd prepared everything (except for the bread)
I'd prepared everything (except for the bread)

While eating, Felix announced: "I got you a houseboy!"


I almost choked after he'd said that. Even though Felix is sweet, sometimes he comes up with the stupidest ideas.


"What do you mean?" I inquired.


"Here, read for yourself!" he said and gave me his iPhone to read his Grindr chat with a 20-year-old stud.


The chat began with an offer to fuck Felix in exchange for 125$ - a proposal which Felix promptly declined.


What's my opinion about prostitution?


I have no problem with people who want to get paid for sex.


In my view, it's just another way to make a living. When I was younger, I had many offers to get fucked (or fuck) for money.


I don't like to fuck, but, in theory, I could have done it for payment.

My cock is quite thick.
My cock is quite thick.

I think that, if I hadn't got raped by an older man when I was 17, I'd probably have given it a try.


You can read about how I got raped here:

Raped @ 17 - Part 1


I think that life is all about experiencing new things.


I'd probably have wanted to experience how it felt to get fucked (or fuck) for money. Since I'm no longer a twink, it's no longer an option. But, occasionally, guys offer money when I politely refuse to meet them...


...such as this Muslim from yesterday, who offered to pay me 500 NIS (160$) for the right to breed me

His Hebrew grammar was appalling, but the math was generous.
His Hebrew grammar was appalling, but the math was generous.

Even though he was young and handsome, I wasn't attracted to him. After I'd politely refused a few times to give him my hole, he made me that offer...


...which, of course, I immediately declined even though I admit it was a sweet compliment.


After all, this young guy was willing to pay quite a lot for fucking my old hole.

I work out a lot to keep my ass in shape.
I work out a lot to keep my ass in shape.

He wasn't the only Muslim who was interested in my ass that week.


On Sunday, at the nudist beach, another Muslim fucked me for nearly two hours. He was sexy, hairy, and sweet, and, if anything, I should have paid him for giving my ass such a fantastic time.


He took this photo after one hour of using my hole.

His cock is the one on the left
His cock is the one on the left

After we'd shot our seed on each other, we rested, and, right after sunset, he started eating my ass and got hard again.


He took this photo just before eating my hole.

My used hole.
My used hole.

"It's unusual to see a bottom's ass in such incredible shape, especially considering your age!" he told me after eating my love hole for a while. "Your hole is tight as if I hadn't fucked it just an hour ago. Bottoms who get fucked a lot like you usually have an anus that is loose and appears open all the time. But yours is just like a boy's hole. It's so smooth and tight!"


I'll share our fuck story some other time. Right now, I want to tell you the rest of the conversation between Felix and the hustler.


As regards Felix and the hustler, you must understand that Felix is an angel.

My sweet darling boyfriend.
My sweet darling boyfriend.

Because he is so sweet, he tried to convince the hustler to choose another profession!


"What do you need the money for?" he asked him.


"I'm saving for my education and a long trip overseas."


"Don't you know that each time you meet a stranger, you're taking a risk? Some guys could hit you or refuse to pay or be mean," Felix told him.


"I know, and I can handle myself. So are you interested in my uncut, big cock?" he asked.


"No, but my boyfriend, Theon, could use some help cleaning his apartment for New Year," Felix told him.


"What do you mean?" the hustler asked.


"I'm willing to give you $50 to mop the entire apartment and 20$ an hour for cleaning after that. You'll make more money than fucking me, and if you're good, I'm sure Theon will want you to come over at least twice a month."


That's where Felix was totally wrong.


I don't need a stranger to come over and help me clean my apartment.

I do need to clean the showers more often
I do need to clean the showers more often

I especially don't need a hustler who has no idea how to clean and might rob me or learn the combination of the alarm.


What was the young hustler's response?


He told Felix that he'd come over on Friday to do it.


What was my response?


I was furious that Felix had organized this entire thing without even asking me. However, it was pointless to argue with him. I've already have learned that sometimes Felix gets hold of a stupid idea, and there's nothing I can do to stop it.


Therefore I said: "OK, but I don't want to have anything to do with him. You handle this guy."


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"Are you sure?" Felix laughed. "Maybe he'll mop the floor naked. Have you seen his massive, uncut cock? I know you like them big and uncut!"


My cock did get semi-hard from seeing a photo of his impressive, moist penis. Especially since the last uncut cock that had fucked me at the nudist beach was relatively small...


...and his was extra large.


By the way, this blog follower asked me to publish a photo of his uncut penis.

I'd love to suck and get fucked by this beauty!
I'd love to suck and get fucked by this beauty!

"He knows nothing about cleaning," I argued. "He's a hooker!!!"


"You worry too much," was Felix's response.


On Friday, I woke up, had my morning coffee, and waited for Felix.

This mug is part of a 19th century Victorian coffee set.
This mug is part of a 19th century Victorian coffee set.

While having my morning coffee, I read some messages I'd received from my followers.


Here's one:

"Dear Theon! Thank you for sharing your blog. I enjoy them very much! I am an older man whose sex life is a distant memory, but your experiences bring me so much pleasure. You are a beautiful, free-living person. I also enjoy the love you share with Felix, as I experienced this for many years until my partner's passing. Bless you"

The following message is concerned with fucking me doggie-style

I fingered my hole while reading it.
I fingered my hole while reading it.
"I'd start giving a slow tongue bath to those delicious testicles dangling so alluringly between your legs. Then I'd slowly move my tongue up your perineum until I reached that puckered rosebud peeking from between those powerful ass cheeks. I'd hold your cheeks apart and loosen up your love hole with my tongue and fingers until you were begging me to enter you. By that time, both our cocks would be throbbing and dripping. I'd line up my well-lubed cock with your man pussy and slowly enter you. You'd be moaning and stroking your cock as I slid into you. I'd fuck you until we both would be begging for release. When you were right on edge, I'd pick up my pace and pound you with the full length of my cock until we both came at the same time. Mmmmm."

When Felix arrived, he immediately announced: "I don't think he's coming over."


He was so disappointed that I felt sorry for him. He genuinely wanted to help this young hustler. I decided not to boast, but instead, to show my sympathy.


I hugged him and asked: "What happened?"


"I sent him a few messages asking him if he was coming over, and he didn't even bother to reply."


It was so funny that I couldn't help but laugh: "He's a hooker!!! He could have worked his ass for six hours, mopping and cleaning my apartment for $120 or fuck an ass for half an hour, enjoy an orgasm and make 150$."


"And since he's only 20, he could probably do it a several times a day. Two weeks ago, a 22-year-old guy said, before fucking me, that it was going to be his 8th orgasm that day!"


Felix sighed: "But it means that I need to help you clean. I was hoping that he'd do that for me!"


"And not only that, but you will also need to fuck me - and for free!" I told Felix.


After we'd finished cleaning the entire apartment, we smoked weed. I'd just got a new supply, and it was pretty intense. Soon after, we were laughing hysterically over nothing.


Then I remembered I'd hidden a box of donuts from Felix.

I hid it before he came over for breakfast on Tuesday.
I hid it before he came over for breakfast on Tuesday.

I hid it because Felix could eat an entire box of donuts since he can't resist sweets. It wasn't the first time I've hidden desserts from him.


However, I was laughing so hard that it took me ten minutes before I could speak.


After I'd finished the story, I kept laughing and smiling.

We were getting stoned and drunk during a recent hike with friends.
We were getting stoned and drunk during a recent hike with friends.

Felix hugged me and laughed: "You used your lunch money from work to buy donuts? And then you hid them from me? Why do you always have to be such a poo!"


"Poo" is a nickname Felix made for me.


Felix yelled at me, as if he was angry:


"I cook healthy lunches for you so you can save the lunch money you get from work, and you buy donuts with it?"

Felix often prepares food for me

We were both laughing, and Felix continued: "And then you hid the donuts? Theon, you are so cute yet so crazy at the same time."


After this laugh, Felix said he wanted to shower. When he failed to return, I went to check on him.


He was sleeping like an angel, naked.

He showered and didn't bother putting clothes on.
He showered and didn't bother putting clothes on.

I didn't want to wake him up, so I washed myself using the garden hose on my roof terrace.

I dried my body in the sun right after.
I dried my body in the sun right after.

After that, I collapsed on the sofa upstairs and fell asleep.

The best sleep is when I'm tired and stoned.
The best sleep is when I'm tired and stoned.

An hour later, I woke up feeling Felix's naked body on top of mine and his hard penis searching its way into my ass.


"So, you hid the donuts, ha? I'm going to teach you a lesson. I'm going to fuck your smooth donuts." Felix said and held me forcefully.


"Honey, the neighbors might see us!" I told him.


"I don't care," Felix replied and started shoving his lubed, thick cock inside me.

I'm honored each time Felix's mighty cock is fucking me
I'm honored each time Felix's mighty cock is fucking me

On feeling his manly cock pushing its way deep inside my body, I started to scream from sheer pleasure.


"Yeah? Do you like that, ha? How about this?" Felix asked and started fucking me hard, and, for the first time, he also spanked my horny ass vigorously.


"Oh yeah, baby, that feels so good," I yelled.


"It's not supposed to feel good, you slut," Felix said. "Take my cock and shut up."


It was so hot because, somehow, it was Felix's twisted way of treating me as if I was that hustler. He was fucking me as if he was punishing him for not showing up.


Felix put his hands on my shoulders and kept fucking me so fast that I knew it would only be a matter of minutes before he loaded my ass with his sweet vegan seed.


Then he stopped fucking me and shouted: "Beg for my cum, or you're not getting it."


"Please, please give me your seed," I said


"Louder!"


"Fuck me, use me, breed me," I yelled.


"LOUDER!"


I reached back, held his hairy testicles, and screamed: "Please, I need your cum, I'm begging you!"


"Oh fuck!" Felix screamed and resumed fucking me with greater force, and then I felt his penis exploding in my ass and giving me the sweetest gift a man can give to another man.


Later that afternoon, I worked out next to where Felix had fucked me.

That's my home gym.
That's my home gym.

I knew that the neighbors might see me naked, but I didn't care that much.


After all, they'd probably seen my ass drinking Felix's load a few hours before.


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