Nude Modeling for Money

Hi Guys,

This is Chapter Three of my second story. I would like to thank especially Rob (UK) who reviews my draft translations into English and sometimes has a few comments to make before my posting. By the way I speak and write English well so there isn`t any problem emailing me in English at traumfotos@gmx.de telling me about this story, or even letting me have suggestions for future stories that I may publish. I greatly appreciate all your comments as they keep me going. Please visiting me on my new website moritz-erotic-stories.blogspot.com !

The usual disclaimers apply ..... so read on, and enjoy. Moritz

Nude Modeling for Money -- Chapter Three

First I made a phone call and then I sent David a new text, "Are you coming by bus?"

The reply was short, "Yeah, why?"

"Surprise", I texted back.

I was on my way to the bus station. Once there I did not have to wait as the bus had just arrived, and David was getting off. He was very surprised to see me.

"It's nice that you pick up me from the bus stop, but shouldn`t you be at home working in the kitchen", he said as he offered me his hand in greeting.

"No, because today I do not cook", I replied.

"But you said we would eat some foreign food today". Then his face lit up, "Oh, now I get it, the food is to be delivered to the house this time".

"No ..... wrong ..... that is not it. We are going to a restaurant. It's my treat. It is only five minutes walk from here. I hope you do not mind being seen walking with an older gay man", I said.

"I am not at all worried, but do you want to be seen by your rich friends walking with an unemployed young man from a poor family", David asked me.

I had to laugh, "I do not have rich friends, and I come from a poor background myself, but let's forget it, how are you", I asked him.

"Well, after I left your apartment, I put myself on a job search with an employment agency. I got something for a couple of hours because someone went sick. Today, I can work there again for a few hours, but after that they do not need me anymore", David said.

"After you left the last time I thought about the story of the old man that you told me. Did you have fun and really care about him? Many young people still do not want to have anything to do with the care of old people and do nothing to help them", I said.

"For me it was fun, because the old boy had been looking forward to the times when I came and was always happy to see me. Somehow it gave me the feeling of being important; at least for this man", he continued.

"And what maybe if you had to wash the old man as well as help him with even more intimate things associated with his personal hygiene like accompany him to the toilet? Would that also have been okay for you", I asked David.

"I think so. Why do you ask", he replied.

"Just a few things going round in my head, but nothing firm I can yet talk about. We're here .... the Indian restaurant where I eat at once a week. I hope you like it".

We entered the restaurant and as usual I was welcomed warmly by the manager and the staff who also extended their greetings to my young companion. I had called ahead and told them that I would bring someone else this time as previously my reservation was only for one person. I always reserved my favorite window seat and this time was to be no exception. We had just taken off our jackets and hung them up when already we were each brought a Coke Zero.

"Well .... but we have not ordered anything yet", David said, astonished.

"Ah ..... but I've already ordered by phone at the same time as I made our reservation. From the daily set menu two starters; followed by the 'dish of the day' as our main course, and something sweet for dessert afterwards. I hope you like it. I never have much time so I always organize my lunch like this when I make my reservation. It also means that you do not have to wait long for the food, and you will be immediately served after you arrive. You see ..... here already is our starter", I said as the waiter served us.

"I understand ..... time is money.", David said a little disparagingly.

"Well, there is no other way to do it. This is my lunch break and everything has to go that little bit faster unlike when you can relax and dine more slowly and comfortably in the evening. What are your hobbies", I asked David in order to change the subject.

"Frequently I used to play football more or less daily with friends, but now we only play at weekends. I like listening to music. I found your music collection very interesting. It would be great if I could hear some more of your CD's", he said.

"Of course you'll be welcome to listen to them. You are always welcome in my home even though I think it has been decided that we now take no more photos. You know, when young men have found my website and have contacted me because they want to be photographed by me; I always ask them to bring their favorite music with them. They relax much more easily and are less inhibited listening to their own style of music. Also I get to know music that may be totally unknown to me", I said.

"Oh, and just one more thing I still want to tell you and so you don't get the wrong impression of me. Most men wonder if they have to pay me something because I take photos of them at their request. As you know I take no money, because it's my hobby. I will pay a fee to a model only in very rare circumstances. I think that in ten years I have only paid about ten men a fee. These were professional models, but one was a young musical performer and another actor", I finished.

"I am neither one nor the other", said David.

"True, but I already told you that you are the very rare exception to the rule".

"Yeah right, you had already mentioned that. You're a busy man, but do you do the chores and housework yourself, or do you have a home help", David asked, because he thought to himself I need a job and maybe I can work for Moritz.

"Yes, obviously. I once had someone, but I found I could not really trust him and I fired him because it became annoying and time consuming as he constantly interrupted and disturbed me while I was trying to work. Why do you ask", I said.

"Oh, I was just interested", he said and continued, "We had been talking about hobbies, I still like to play computer games. Otherwise, I am interested in films and read science fiction books, and I still read comics".

"Interestingly, I used to be a great Sci-Fi fan, especially Star Trek The Next Generation, and Voyager were my favorite series", I said.

"You are no longer interested in Sci-Fi, why is that?"

"Maybe that comes with age. These days I find I prefer drama and relationship type movies more than action movies. The last Star Trek movie with Chris Pine as Captain Kirk, I didn't bother to watch in the cinema, but waited until it was shown on television. I also now rather enjoy some gay themed movies".

David laughed, "You mean porn!"

"No ..... there are also some beautiful gay relationship films such as, Shelter, The Conrad Boys, and Latter Days. I have them on DVD. If you like we can watch these movies together".

"Nope, that's probably not my thing", retorted David.

While we ate our appetizer, we continued to talk about music and current movies.

The waiter had just served us our main course, when David said suddenly, "How and when did you actually first realize that you were gay and how old were you then?"

"David ... that is a question I have asked myself over and over many times. It has always been more difficult to answer than I thought. Probably I had already become aware at a very early age that I seemed to be somewhat different to most of the other boys in my class and in my neighbourhood, but I concealed it and repressed my feelings for a very long time. Homosexuality was after all at that time a taboo subject on the one hand, and on the other, if it was talked about it was always done so in a very negative manner. Homosexual men were branded as perverse. They all had a reputation for allegedly seducing little boys; in their own homes they supposedly wore women's clothes and put on make-up. Very many children were told horror stories about gay men. It was also said that gay men were very lonely, and often if they got to between 30 and 40 years old it was not uncommon that in a bout of depression that they committed suicide. There were also a lot of nasty gay jokes.

There were no other gays in my family or in my neighbourhood to contradict the stereotypical straight male or from whom I could seek guidance or even aspire to be like. I did not know any gay men with whom I could identify. In my class there were one or two boys of whom it was said were gay. They were very feminine in attitude and appearance which I never was. Therefore, I believed myself to be more bisexual, because I'm more of a masculine type, yes. As I said, the gays I was aware of were very feminine and during my puberty, rather than as straight guy might think and feel in himself about a woman, I was always very strongly attracted to manly men. I spoke with my older brother and he said that was normal at my age, but with time my mind and body would sort themselves out. Nevertheless, I should not talk to much about it and just wait until it was over. My brother found it awkward to talk about it."

"And when did you first have gay sex", David always came straight to the point.

"Apart for one fumble and fiddle during puberty, it was not until I was 19 years old. I had written a personal ad and met Michael. I had been very lucky. He was the same age as me, but more experienced. At 16 he has been approached by a much older man on the street. They went to a public toilet where they had sex and the man had fucked him. Not very romantic", I said.

"But in your case that's pretty late by heterosexual standards."

"True, but it was just incredibly difficult for me to find any gay men who I found attractive; I did not conform to the gay stereotype. While I was in school I always fell in love with heterosexual guys. Once that was really tough. A classmate, his name was Andrew, who was not actually in my clique, suddenly always seemed to be next to me all the time. Sometimes he even put his arm around my shoulder. After sports I like many other guys did not shower, but only washed at the sink. We were embarrassed to shower naked, so we avoided it whenever we could. In addition, we all had problems in controlling our erections at that age and no one wanted to be seen suddenly with a hardon in front of the other students. One day I was standing at the sink after sports with my face and upper body thoroughly lathered up. When I washed off the soap and was able to see again I had to divert my eyes to start with. Right next to me was another boy also washing his body. I first glimpsed his thigh and the sight of that sent me dizzy; I was almost off the wall with curiosity and latent lust. His legs were slim but very muscular. I could not keep myself from looking at the bulge in his underpants, then at his round ass up to his belly, his chest and then Andrew's face. He had apparently seen me the whole time and watched as I checked out his body. I was worried and embarrassed because he had caught me as I admired his body. Andrew smiled, but he said nothing bad to me. A few days later I saw him again and asked him directly if he too was gay. He made a huge scene of the encounter with an outburst of mega proportions right in front of me. He insulted me saying I was a gay faggot pig. Of course, he told the other students about the incident. However my luck in as Andrew was not at all popular amongst his fellow students. Some classmates did not believe him. When my friends asked me what had really happened I lied through my teeth to them. I was terrified and I denied everything. After that incident I no longer dared to do anything at all gay or in that direction and was extremely careful. My friends believed me, but I could tell that they watched me now closer than before. Well, now times are all a bit easier, fortunately, apart from a few exceptions", I said.

"What are the exceptions" David wanted to know.

"Well, for example, if you are looking for a managerial position in a firm someone who is gay may well be accepted, but they are often not welcome". It is still difficult in certain job markets.

"Okay, now we have talked enough about that subject", David said.

We had eaten our main course and were already on the dessert when David said suddenly, "I really wanted to meet you today, because I wanted to continue to model for you".

"Too bad, I thought you wanted to meet me just for myself and to have lunch with me", I said a little disappointed.

"You're disappointed? I thought you'd be pleased if I wanted to model for you naked in front of the camera and only hide my genitals. Do you not want to look at my semi-naked body any longer?" he asked.

"David, if for the future I could be given the choice of having you either as a good friend, or as a nude model, what do you think I would choose?"

"Couldn`t I be both?" he replied very quickly.

"Not for me. In the past too often I've been disappointed by friends who have cheated me professionally. I have drawn from that the lesson to keep separate my business and personal life".

"Moritz, I'm really sorry, but I really do need the money", he said.

"Why?"

"Because my father wants me to get a job before the end of the month. He thinks that if I look really hard for work then I will find some. He thinks I am too picky and have no desire to work hard. But the fact is my problem is simply that I am not very qualified".

"I can lend you money. You can pay it back to me when you find a job", I told him.

"That would not be right because I would end up with a mountain of debt. Also it does not help when I have absolutely no idea when or how I could ever pay you back whatever I had borrowed. It makes no sense to borrow from you or anybody else".

"And maybe you think I would use your current financial problems, and my loan to you, to make you do things you do not want to do. I am no Saint, but I am not that sort of human being."

"When are we going to do the photos?" David then asked. "Because I must soon go to my little part time job I told you about. Then I would like to shower and eat something after that and before we start the shoot".

"If you want to shower you could do it at my place and we can have dinner together", I suggested.

"Yes, please. I'm always glad when I get out from under my Father's eyes. We only seem to argue all the time about silly things, and that is really very tiring".

"About what time will you come round?"

"Eight o'clock would suit me fine ..... if it's not already too late for you", he said.

"Okay, I'll see you around eight o'clock then", I said.

I paid the bill; we left the restaurant together, and I walked with David to his bus.

Just before eight o'clock my door doorbell rang. It was a David.

"Sorry, I smell something awful. That was a very sweaty job", he said and hugged me briefly in greeting. I also gave him a hug as my hands slipped downwards to squeeze each of his buttocks; one firmly with each hand.

"Huh, someone is a little cheeky today", David responded in mock surprise at my actions. "This time I will let it go. I will treat it as one of your exceptions as no doubt you were overwhelmed by the pleasure of seeing me again".

David then noticed the new picture that I had mounted in a prime position on the wall in the hallway. It was of himself. It was that picture of David leaning against the front of the bus stop sign at the mall. He stepped closer to the picture to inspect it as I closed the front door.

"I really like that picture .... and I have even got all my clothes on. It is very different from the pictures of your other models who hang here; don't you agree", David said with some surprise and a little mischief in his voice.

"I told you that you are the great exception to the rule".

"I like the atmosphere you have created in the photo of me. You have touched up the image so that the autumnal mood is enhanced and it is much more evocative. This is an image that is so different ..... it's great and looks quite amazing. Maybe I have done you an injustice. Indeed, you are a good photographer". "I shall have to come here again", he said with a cheeky grin on his face.

I had the original colour photo changed to black and white and then artificially aged through various processing stages. After David had looked at the picture very closely, he turned to me and said, "I would like to shower first. Do you have a bathrobe for me which I could put on for dinner afterwards. If you then take what I consider indecent photographs of me, I will not have any of those nasty pressure blemishes on my skin left by my clothes".

"Sounds just as if you had a plan," I replied, amused. I did not yet know what David's plan might be or even if he had one at all.

After David had taken his shower he went directly into the living room wearing the bathrobe I had given him. He was amazed when he saw the large soft box; the background screen and the spotlight with the silver-coated screen.

"It looks like in a real studio", he said.

"Well, firstly it is now too dark for daylight pictures, and secondly, I want to take some nice nude photos of you", I replied.

"Indeed, we shall see about that!" he retorted.

Before we sat down for dinner at the table, David went very briefly through my CD collection and chose a CD which interested him, and put it into the player. During dinner we talked some more about science fiction and comic books. When we finished eating I decided to waste no further time, and asked David to go into the bathroom again. To start with I wanted to take a few shots of him in there using the bathrobe as a prop. I took a few portraits and full body shots. The bathroom with its large full length mirror was perfect for the photo shoot.

"Okay, now facing me lean back on to the wall mirror and also lean against the cabinet. One leg slightly bent and stretched, the other leg straight. Perfect. Now please open a bathrobe in such a way that it covers only half of your body and of course your genitals, so that the other half of your body is totally uncovered. It is especially important that the camera sees on the uncovered half of your body your pec crowned by your nipple, and even more importantly below that one side of your defined abs and pubic hair".

As always, David followed and took up my directions quickly and accurately.

"Okay, now move the bare leg to the side. Super. Move it a bit back and forth ..... excellent". "Great, now we have finished in the bathroom, let's go into the living room and when you get there please go and stand in front of the screen."

"You're the boss," David said mockingly at me. "However you are entirely responsible for any pressure marks that might be revealed on my butt".

He went before me down the hallway when he suddenly took off his bathrobe and held it in front of his abdomen as he walked. With his other hand he pointed to his buttocks with the pressure imprint on his skin caused by resting on the edge of the cabinet in the bathroom. I now for the first time I saw David's lithe form completely naked. I was fascinated by his perfect proportions. His pert round dimpled buttocks literally danced in time with the movement of his hips and legs as his muscled strong thighs propelled him gracefully forward along the hallway in front of my eyes. His narrow waist and hips made his shoulders seem even wider than they actually were. I took a few snapshots while he was walking. Of course, they would be blurred as I didn't have a chance to reset my camera, but even then they would still look very erotic and sexy.

The photo shoot went off very well. David first turned his body to face the screen to look away from me only because I wanted to photograph his fantastic rear view. The round bottom with his narrow hips and curvy thighs were a real eye-catcher. I took a couple shots of David with both hands on his hips and then with them ??behind the back of his head. Then slowly he turned his upper body from the hips to look at me over his shoulder towards the camera. David always covered up his penis with one hand though. Again, he understood very quickly what for me was important in each shot and what part of his body he should display to the camera and which part I particularly wanted to capture. In these pictures the lighting played a very important role. I continually adjusted the lights, and changed their intensity and direction to accent or enhance different parts of David's body. I showed David the positions that I wanted, and he quickly posed just as I asked. Amazingly, he volunteered extra time as soon as our 20 minutes session was over so that I could finish the shoot and get all the poses I wanted. In the final pose David stood facing the camera with both legs slightly apart and both hands in front of his crotch covering his scrotum and penis. That was one of my favorite poses because in the fantasies of my mind I could imagine the handsome Adonis at anytime taking away his hands to reveal for my personal admiration his manhood in its full glory. Well, I guess that was just wishful thinking on my part!

"Thank you very much David", I said, "now we have all the poses in the can, as they say, and also some nice facial shots."

"Now Moritz ..... we come to my little special bonus for you that I hope will again bring me a few extra dollars", he said with that special grin on on his face.

I did not want to miss this grin. Earlier I had been wondering what he might probably suggest he did today. However, when he mentioned the 'litttle bonus' I showed surprise as I did not want him to think I was expecting him to suggest something.

"Would you please put your camera well out of the way", he said grinning at me.

He had still not changed his position or pose. After I had put the camera in the cupboard, he said, "Sit down please. Wherever you like, hold on, I just have to go and get something out of the bathroom".

It was not long before David returned to the living room with a towel tucked under his arm, and with both hands still covering his crotch. The towel he simply let fall to the ground.

"I would now like you to answer all my questions openly and honestly", he said looking straight at me.

After a brief pause he continued, "Do you masturbate while thinking of me Moritz? Do you have sexual fantasies in your head in which I play a major part", he asked.

"This is a very direct question", I replied, to gain some time.

"This is a very simple question, yes or no, do you have such fantasies?"

"Yes", I replied.

"Ah, I thought so ..... then I'll make the following offer to you. You tell me honestly and in detail your fantasies about my naked body, and now here, right in front of you, I will act out those fantasies and you can look at my body and delight in feasting upon my thighs; my butt, and any other little bit you may want to look at. I expect however that you are very honest and omit nothing. I have as much time as you want. Do you agree?".

"Your suggestion is quite unusual from a model. Why are you so interested in putting on this little show for me", I asked.

"I'll tell you later ..... maybe, or maybe not! If you do not want to do this then I will get dressed again right now. Make up your mind quickly please".

"Okay, I'll do it, although I must admit that somehow this is going to be very intimate if I reveal my innermost fantasies about you", I said.

David laughed, "Just as it is very intimate for me to stand nearly naked before you as I do and to have to cover up my crotch with both hands", David said.

"You're right of course. Okay, let me start to think about how my fantasies play out".

While I thought, David moved closer to me. Sitting in a chair as I was, I had both my legs spread out a bit. David moved further forward and positioned himself standing between them. His body was now immediately close up in front of me. I could see his body hair in detail. I found this a rather sexy turn on. He had only slight but quite uniform body hair. More pronounced and a little stronger on his chest, and around and leading downwards from his belly button. I looked at David's body while he studied my face.

"My sexual fantasies usually begin with a photo shoot. That will probably not surprise you. For me a slow striptease by you is very exciting when I get to see more and more as you remove a little more clothing with each movement right there in front of me. Of course you're always in my imagination in those skin tight jeans you wore on our second photo shoot. You're also wearing a tight T-shirt. Firstly, you pull out the bottom of your T-shirt from those very tight jeans. We take a few pictures. Then you unbutton your jeans and show me a little something of your pubic hair. You pull down the waistband of those very tight jeans to reveal just a little of the tight skimpy bikini briefs you have on, as the jeans slowly slip further down your thighs and legs before falling to the floor. You step out of them and with one foot kick them aside. We take more shots as you do this.

You then twist round and forwards so that your legs and your chest are forcefully thrust towards me to emphasize your lithe torso to maximum effect. Then you slip a hand into the top your bikini briefs; in underneath the waistband. With that hand you cover your penis and scrotum, and with your other hand you pull your skimpy briefs very slowly downwards flashing you butt crack at me as the skimpy material moves slowly but ever onwards down over your strong thighs as you then bend at the knees to remove your briefs completely before throwing them towards my face. I take pictures while you continue. You then turn around to again show me your great butt, your V-shaped back and your narrow waist. Now you turn slow to face me and show me that your penis has become semi-erect. It is growing in length and girth. You put the hand that was hiding your penis on its hardening shaft and play a little with your penis at the same time as fondling your balls within your scrotum until your cock is completely rock hard. At the same time I am taking more and more photos of you in quick succession.

Then I kneel directly right in front of you and shoot close-up photos of your magnificent rigid heavily veined cock with its glistening purple head and of your sensitive balls nestling in their own special pouch beneath. I touch your penis with one hand while I continue taking photos with the other. Then I put the camera down to one side and suck your left testicle in to my mouth and play with it with my tongue as I roll it over and around in my mouth. Then I move on and place my saliva coated lips and tongue over your cockhead; glans and shaft and kiss; nibble and suck them as I then move my mouth along and over the length of your shaft. My tongue again flicks out and my lips nibble at your penis and your testicles. I then raise myself to get back upright as my tongue slowly traces its way upwards across your pubic hair; abs; chest; pecs; nipples; throat and neck before I kiss your mouth. Our two tongues intertwine and push deeply into each other's mouth. With one hand I fondle your rock hard cock at the same time the fingers work your ball sack, and with the other hand I massage your ass. You open up my trousers, and with a little difficulty pull out my hard cock from my pants and grasp it; working it firmly.

You then sit on the coffee table, lean backwards slightly supporting yourself with your arms as I kneel to lubricate your hole before raising myself slightly to hold and push back your legs high as you again spread them to expose your tight puckered hole for me. I place my rigid shaft with its dribbling cockhead at the gateway and thrust slowly forwards with my hips. As I look downwards I spit on to my cockhead poised at the entrance to provide a little more lubrication. You push outwards and as if by magic the velvet doorway slowly opens to swallow my rampant cockhead before clamping closed around the shaft below my glans. That is enough to allow me entry and I slowly penetrate deep within you. I then start a slow rhythmic fuck which progressively becomes harder and more urgent until we both cum in unison. When you cum it is in a high arc all over your face and chest. The working of your sphincter muscles spasming tightly around the shaft of my cock as you start to cum and shoot your load brings on the inevitable in me and ropes of my pearly seed are buried long and deep within you.

Did you expect to hear something like that from me", I asked David.

"Yes, but it does not seem to be anything very imaginative to me. It sounds somehow pretty simple and routine. It just sounds like a good fuck. Do you ever imagine doing kinky things such as bondage using handcuffs and things; wearing leather, or playing with all sorts of different toys?" David questioned me.

"I also get great enjoyment when I imagine us lying in bed together and we are kissing and fondling each other. Then we are in the sixty nine position giving each other a blowjob. I also think that's great", I said.

"Well, I am surprised, I thought that you might have something more sexually spectacular to reveal to me".

"Well, I must disappoint you. For me there is nothing more spectacular than holding the man whom I love in my arms; to kiss him and later to bring him to the wonderful climax of orgasm in the most sensuous way", I said.

"Yes, I think that I already appreciated that in you", David said. After a short pause he continued, "Then ..... I come now to the actual bonus action for you today! I'll now finally show you what you have been wanting to see all along. Do not think it had escaped me how you tried again and again when photographing me to see my penis", David said as he slowly moved his arms and hands away from his abdomen covered with its light hairy fuzz.

Little by little, but ever onwards and apart they moved away from this crotch. As he did this more and more of his penis; his scrotum and then his big testicles appeared in front of my eyes. Madness ... oh yes indeed; keep it going I thought. For me it was much more .... it was really exciting ..... a massive turn on.

"And are you satisfied? Now you've really seen all that I have to offer. More there is not. Is everything like you imagined it? Do you like what you see?" he asked in quick succession.

"Yes, it's just the way I had imagined. You have a shaft; glans; scrotum and testicles".

"Ha, ha ..... very funny. Now who is playing Mr Cool? From your facial expression I can see that's an understatement as your eyes drool over my body. Oh, and incidentally, if you hadn't felt it ....... the erection in your pants betrays you as well!", David said laughing lightly and with a smirk across his face.

"Ah, ..... and if I am to be honest, I have seen larger cocks", I said, and after a short break I then added, "but none of them belonged to nearly a so perfectly proportioned body and such a lovable, charming and interesting young man as you David".

David now danced a few moves to the music that was still playing in the background. As he did so his penis and his scrotum bounced seductively back and forth in time with the movement of his hips. I could watch him dance like this for hours. David enjoyed the impression he had made on me, and equally I enjoyed looking at him. Suddenly and very unexpectedly David said, "I'll make you an offer Moritz ...... you get your cock out right now here in front of me and I will make my penis very hard just for you to see .... then you must cum hard. You have to make a spectacular show of your powerful stream of jism for me", David said.

I must have looked rather perplexed, because David was amused and giggled deliciously.

"David that sounds somewhat puerile to me. What are you really wanting to say and achieve? Have you got some ulterior motive. Why don't you say what you really want?" I said.

"I will only tell you, once you've had your orgasm and cum in front of my eyes, okay? Hey .... all the time you wanted to see my hard cock and my testicles as I posed with my body in all those positions for you and got you all on edge, and now you won't do this little thing just for me", he said pouting slightly while looking at me straight in the eyes.

"Well", I said, as I opened my trousers and pulled them down along with my underwear to reveal my cock to David. He looked down only briefly, and then again he looked me directly in my eyes and said, "I've seen even bigger dicks than yours...... mine, for example", he chuckled and went on .... "Okay, now we both make our dicks really hard and beautiful; then you masturbate and ejaculate really hard and strongly for me. This is the reason why I got that extra towel earlier from the bathroom .... to mop up with!", he said with a grin.

David then turned away from me and bent down slowly to pick up the towel. As he did so he opened his legs wide. With the towel in one hand he then grasped each firm cheek of his butt with one hand and spread them apart until I could see his exciting tightly clenched pink hole. Wauh, what a sight!

"Well, now Moritz you've seen every last bit of me real close up. Now stroke yourself very hard for me as it's now my turn for a show".

He let go his butt cheeks, and put the towel near at hand to me. David starts stroking his cock until it was rock hard. His glans was bigger than I expected. Then he posed for me in every conceivable way. I really wanted to wank my penis as little as possible to prolong the performance taking place in front of me for as long as possible, but David made me so hot that I lost all self-control. I started to masturbate my cock furiously as fast and as hard as I could. It was not long before my testicles contracted in their tight pouch and my seed knowing only one way of escape shot with violence from the eye of my cockhead hitting me repeatedly in the face before subsiding and ending up as a dribble puddling on my stomach and in my navel.

Such an intense orgasm I had not had in a very long time.

"Well, that was a big impressive heavy load of cum that you powered out", David said, looking at the ropes of cum and pointing with his finger, "there, look how far it went .... over your head and on to the back of the chair. You either needed to cum very badly, or it was my great body and hard cock that got you extremely worked up and sent you over the top!"

"I really like your lithe body, and you know so well how to present it to maximum effect", I replied.

"Okay ...... that's exactly the point I needed to make. I promised to tell you why I went further than I originally wanted to go with you, and also why you thought I was behaving a little out of character.

I have received an offer to work as a Gogo dancer at an all male bar and strip club when it is finished being renovated. I spoke to the manager over the phone yesterday and he wants to meet me next week to discuss final arrangements before the club re-opens. If all goes according to plan I will have to dance in the large club bar area in very small and very tight briefs in front of all the patrons that come in. I like dancing a lot and I think I could do it quite well. The patrons can also book me for special private performances which are always done on a one to one basis. At such performances I would have to start with sexy dance moves and then strip until I am completely butt naked. I would be required to show the patrons my genitals. This sort of performance is strictly forbidden in the main club bar area. I guess there is probably some city-wide law banning me from stripping completely naked and exposing myself in front of patrons in the more public open bar area although I will have to get pretty raunchy with them. The patrons are permitted to get their cocks out and masturbate while watching me perform. I have to finally end my performance dancing in front of them displaying my penis in a very hard and erect state, but that is not difficult for me. The show lasts 20 minutes, and by the end I must have managed to get the patron to jerk off and hopefully cum; if they can make it and that's the whole deal ..... according to the manager when I first spoke to him", David said.

"I am beginning to fully understand now ........ I was something of a guinea-pig; you just used me to test your powers of sexual enticement and persuasion!", I said rather annoyed.

"Exactly", replied David without showing any emotion.

"If you had told me that beforehand then I would not have agreed to it. I do not want to be a part of your plan to become a gogo dancer. Also, what I do not want is that in a few years time when you look back on your life that is by then totally messed up for you to think back upon me as your first customer, and the person responsible for the dire situation you then find yourself in. If you choose what is to me the easy path of a Gogo dancer it will most certainly be a dead end job for you. If you start as a Gogo dancer you will surely end up as a rent boy or male prostitute and extreme hardcore porn actor and you know well all that entails. I consider that our society in regard to these particular issues is currently very wrong and dishonest.

Anyone of a legal age is allowed to watch Gogo dancers or accept the services of prostitutes, but they do not respect them. A prostitute stands at the very edge, if not outside, most parts of society and any chance to return to what we call a normal life and responsible society is usually beyond their capabilities once they have become so degraded by the circumstances in the abyss in which they find themselves", I said.

"I knew that you would react like that, that's why I did not want to tell you before I performed for you. I have never worked as a hustler before nor done anything like that. Why do you have to exaggerate the reality of it all so excessively? "David was now getting very worked up and agitated with me.

"Because I know what such a life is really about. I have much more life experience than you. The ever downward spiral in the lifestyle of a human being who wants to earn money with their body is well documented. Even many highly respected male fashion models have completely inadvertently ended up as hustlers. In the beginning it is the easy money. You pay no taxes. You are young and healthy now. You think you don`t need health insurance.

As long as you have to do such things only occasionally and have another job that lets you earn money, then it may work for a while. But imagine for a moment that you had a job as a store assistant in a supermarket. There you are when suddenly you see one of your customers who you have been dancing in front of at the weekend both completely naked and erect. How do you think this customer will react to you? Either he will blackmail you, and if you do not respond to his menacing demands he is very likely to tell your supervisor about your second and seedy job. Only recently there was a real case I read about in the newspapers where a customer at a quick-service restaurant recognized one of the staff as a porn actor. He told the manager about the man and demanded that he dismiss the young man because he did not want to risk getting infected by AIDS. The young man lost his job immediately.

Also, do you really think the manager at the male strip club will not demand personal sexual favours from you, or look to pimp you out in return for employing you rather than the many other young men who apply for such jobs? Do you really think you will be able to keep the patrons permanently satisfied and at bay if you only dance naked and with a stiff cock in front of them. The money you will earn in this way will not last long enough for you to live, and just to survive you will not be able to refuse the further sexual demands the patrons will surely make of you. You'll have to give the patrons more and more of yourself and your body. It may be a slow process, but it is always the same; you have to give more and more. There will be constant small concessions and compromises that you will find you have to make until you let them firstly just touch you. Then they may blow you once, then they may fuck you, then you take part in sex and drug induced orgies, and then you let them make hardcore movies with you performing all sorts of bizarre acts in them", I continued.

"Don't you think that now even you are being a little hypocritical?", David responded. "You yourself have offered and given me money to take off my clothes in front of your camera for you and now you judge me like this."

"I do not condemn you or those who allow nude photos to be taken of themselves, nor do I condemn those that work as nude dancers or prostitutes, but I do condemn the sex industry and those that run it. Also, I condemn what society makes out sex workers to be as sub-human beings.

If you worked as a prostitute or rent boy then I would respect you no less, and value you no less than I do now, but I must admit in all honestly that I would not be so clear in my mind about your personal situation or happy with what you did working as a hustler if you were the man whom I loved, and with whom I'd like to share my life. Imagine we were in a restaurant one evening having an intimate meal when one of you regular customers came in and came over to our table and started making out with you right there in front of me. How do you think I would feel if every man in town who puts enough dollars on the table were able to use my partner as their personal toy boy? David, please think it over very carefully before you decide. You may have several jobs over a number of years and each will have an influence on your approach to life and your fellow man. Why do you not try for instance training to become a qualified geriatric nurse. You said that you had fun caring for the old man. I'll help you all I can".

"I really need money now Moritz. The job as a geriatric nurse I can think about again in the future. As I see it, here and now, in my current circumstances the one job does not exclude the other", young David said.

"Unfortunately, I fear that you're wrong there David. In our hypocritical society a past job in the sex industry will always exclude you from most other jobs. Even if you don't tell an employer about your seedy past there are very likely to be those who know about it and who will take great delight in informing your employer".

"I will get dressed now and go." David said with some finality in his voice.

... To be continued

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