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I work for a famous musician. If you know anything about music, you know who he is. I won't blow his cover but you can probably guess. I plan to be a singer. A great singer. I have the skill, the love of music, and I've already composed a tune or two, or a few dozen [he laughs.] But being skilled in music, and successful are two different things. So, in my spare time, I reading about publicity and advertising of all things. While the occasional musician has made it by luck, or being in the right place in time, I know that knowing about business is going to give me a big advantage. My mom also added her own sage advice for another advantage: Get next to the people who are already successful in the industry. When I heard this guy, let's call him George, was looking for a PA - personal assistant, I applied. To my amazement, I actually got the job. The only thing that was a bit troubling is that George warned me before I took the job that I'd be around a lot of sex. "Crazy sex" he called it. Frankly, even though I didn't really understand what that might mean, I was excited by the idea. George is well-known for being a single playboy. So, I figured maybe I'd stumble in on him while fucking the occasional groupie or something. My first week was at his home and office. He and the band are frequently traveling, also. He has quite a few people coming and going in his life. All kinds of managers, service people, relatives, and a non-stop bunch of groupies always trying to get next to him. That's part of my job, keeping them away. I feel kind of privileged, I'm kind of a George groupie myself, and I know all about him, now. So, the first thing is he's not shy. What successful musician is? But it comes out in weird ways. I have indeed stumbled in on him while he's fucking someone. In fact, sometimes I'm invited. Oh, not to have sex, but to bring them breakfast, or adjust something in the room, or discuss travel plans. Sometimes it freaks his women out, to be naked, sometimes even in the throes of sex, and have me come into the room, but they deal with it. I was delighted the first time to see him fucking a long-haired blond girl on a tour. I don't know if she was a friend, groupie, or just what. We left town in the morning, and I haven't seen her since. However, I was shocked when I saw him in bed with Jerome, another member of the band. They were giving each other handjobs. I didn't see that coming. To be fair, there's nothing wrong with that, but still... But on most evenings, he's alone, other than me. He'll have me do silly things, like draw a bath - like he couldn't do that himself. Oh well, I guess it makes him happy to be waited on, hand and foot. He pays me well, so I'm not going to complain. As to music, he's heard me sing. He was very complimentary. At one point, I was able to explain to him that one reason I took the job was to get as close as I could to the music industry, and to be noticed by the people who could potentially make my career. He was fine with that. He has offered to help me in any way he can, but nothing specific has come from that, yet. So, back to the part you want to hear about. It started a couple of weeks in. We were on tour, which is no small thing. He has three big buses for him, the band, and all the support personnel. It must cost him a fortune. On top of that, mostly, his people don't even sleep in the buses. They stay in hotels. Nice, expensive hotels. I know, I'm the one who books them. We were in a hotel, and I drew him a bath. As he was soaking he yelled for me to come in the bathroom. He wanted to talk about some detail. I forget, something about the lighting at the next day's venue. I came in, and sat on the closed toilet while we talked. The thing was, he had an erection, and he was stroking it as if I wasn't even there! He didn't cum while we talked, but I was just flabbergasted that he would do that. In fact, even though he's an older guy, and a guy, not a girl, for that matter, I masturbated myself to sleep that night just basking in the notion of his boldness. I wish I could just jerk off in front of people like that. Wouldn't it be something? Things evolved. Seeing him in his solo sexual joy became more common. He'd walk around a hotel or the house, or sometimes his tour bus with an unabashed erection. I'd pick up his wadded up, cum filled Kleenexes all the time. Sometimes, I'd see him cum right there in front of me. One day, I asked whether I was part of his masturbatory fantasy. I don't know what came over me, I just asked and was immediately embarrassed for saying that. He said, "Yes, and no." I didn't know what to make of that. He said, he's imagined me naked and wondered what my cock looks like, but he doesn't want to fuck me or anything like that. That was all it took. I immediately pulled my pants off, and showed him what my cock looks like. It was soft at the moment. I was standing next to an easy chair in which he was reclining. He just reached out, and ever so gently touched my scrotum. He kept just lightly moving his fingertips against my wrinkly skin. "You shave," he said in a sort of hoarse whisper. "Yes, I started doing it after seeing you hairless down there. I find it somehow liberating." "I know what you mean," he laughed. Now, my penis was hard and sticking straight out. "Come here" he beckoned, and we walked to a back bedroom where he has a massage table set up. I thought he'd want me to give him a handjob, but it was the opposite. He wanted to give me one. I came all too soon. I asked whether he wanted me to do him. He said, "Some other time." Then he said "Goodnight" and walked out of the room with his unattended erection waving in front of him. Since that time, he and I have given each other handjobs on numerous occasions. We've been practicing edging and extended orgasms. He's got this knack, which I'm just learning, of being so close to cumming that his dick pulses, and nothing comes out. He'll say "wait" and I'll let go, but only for a second, before he wants me to resume. He says they are 'dry orgasms' and on a good evening he can have several in one session. I've just started learning it. He says, laughingly, that I'll have to practice that, a lot, with his assistance. What he wants to learn, with my help, is to stay literally in orgasm for minutes at a time. We're working on that!  

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