Trip Money

“What’s the problem, Ben? You’ve already been with a man now. It’s nothing new. Thousands of guys do it. And thousands of guys continue doing women too. There’s some pain, of course, especially the first couple of times. But the pleasure is beyond anything you can get from a woman. The worst that can happen to you is that you’ll never again enjoy a woman as you do a man. Listen, $150 for a prostate massage and another $200 for a fuck. That’s $350 more.”

“No, sorry . . . what’s a prostate massage?” This was probably a question I shouldn’t have asked.

“There’s nothing queer about that,” Clint responded with a tone of irritation in his voice. “Doctors do it for guys all the time, and the guys pay, and it’s all okay with everyone. They give prostate examines all the time by sticking their fingers up your ass. With a prostate massage they just leave it there for a while and get your nuts off. Don’t you know that woman aren’t the only ones with G spots. The man’s prostate is the same thing; some men build up so much semen that they have to be milked by a doctor routinely. Massaging the prostate eases the pain from semen buildup, and the pleasure of getting yourself off this way can be greater than a straight fuck. Come on, it’s obviously a new experience for you, one that you could get with a prescription, and it doesn’t mean you’re queer. Okay, last offer, both for an added $500.”

I gulped. “Well, the prostate thing doesn’t sound too . . .”