Chapter 12 - "Working Hard"
It happens to all of us at some point; my car broke down. I got it towed to a shop, where I was nervously awaiting to hear the damage. I heard the mechanic come through the door from the garage, and I got tp and walked over to him. He was tall, much taller than me, with black hair and black tribal tattoos coming out of his coveralls at the neck and wrists. His name tag read Adam.
"So, what's the damage?" I asked, hoping for the best.
"It's not good" he said. He told me a bunch of technical stuff I didn't understand, and then said "It'll probably run you about $1500 to fix."
"Fuck" I said. I was devastated. I didn't have that kind of money lying around. My parents would normally pay for this kind of thing, but they were off on some month-long cruise and there was no way to get a hold of them for them to wire me cash. Not to mention how snippy they got when I asked for money in addition to the tuition they paid for. I asked if I could charge it, he shook his head and said cash or check only, and he'd need at least half before starting the work. "Shit" I said to myself. No way my friends had that kind of money to loan either. I don't know why I thought of it, the idea cam unbidden to the front of my mind, and it seemed like the only option. If this backfired I was so screwed. I stepped a bit closer to him and said "Look I don't have that kind of cash on me. Maybe we can come to some sort of...arrangement?" I tried to put a sexy look into my green eyes as I looked at him, very obviously glancing down his
body to his cock, and then looked back up into his eyes. "I would be really, really grateful."
Adam's eyes widened, clearly surprised. He looked around, nobody else was there. "What do you mean?" he whispered. I reach up, trying not to let my hands tremble, and grasped the zipper to his coveralls. I lowered it slowly, revealing a growing expanse of smooth, tanned skin. He grasped my by the arm before I got to his abdomen. I froze, worried I had read him wrong, but then he led me to another room, an office, and locked the door. I finished unzipping him, and he pushed the coveralls to the floor. He revealed a smooth, broad chest and shoulders, nicely tanned, with black tribal tattoos covering both well developed arms. He had thick metal rings in both nipples. Thick tanned thighs came out of his white briefs, and in those briefs was a fat bulge. I sank to my knees, we both knew what I was offering. I put my hands on his briefs, feeling the heat coming off of his crotch. I lowered the briefs down, and his semi hard cock
flopped out, another thick metal piercing through the head. I stroked him a bit til he got nice and hard, then I took the head into my mouth. The metal ring was new, and interesting, but I swirled my tongue around just the same. I started to take him deeper, humming as I did so. He was a nice size, 8ish inches, but I was very well practiced at this point. Soon he was fucking my mouth, my nose pushed right up against his shaved crotch. He smelled so much like man, like sweat and man and grease.
"If you really want to convince me to cut you a break, you should let me in that ass." I stood up, pulled my polo over my head, and turned to face the desk. My shorts dropped and left me in just a jock strap, which was now the only underwear I ever wore. I was glad that Juan had paid me a visit that morning when I felt Adam's thick cock head against my hole. He groaned loudly as his cock sank into me. I leaned forward over the desk and moaned. As he pumped into my ass, I felt the thick metal ring in his cock brushing my prostate, and it got be going very quickly. I no time I was pushing back into him, feeding my hungry ass with his cock.
"Fuck yea, that's it" he said, fucking me hard and fast. "You sure know how to negotiate." He fucked me rough like that for about 10 minutes until I felt him speed up. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum..." He moaned as he fucked into me deep, and I felt him shooting into me. As I felt him, his cock and piercing finally pushed me over the edge, rubbing against my prostate. I shot in my jock as he came in me, both of us moaning and sweating as we came down from our highs.
A few minutes later we were both dressed and at the counter again.
"So, about cutting me some slack?" I ask, grinning sheepishly.
"Oh course" he answered, grinning back. "I don't need the cash up front, you can give it to me next week when the car is finished."
"Wait...I still have to pay?" I asked, confused. He laughed.
"Of course you do! You're one hot fuck, but I gotta put food on the table.
"So that was for nothing?" I ask, pointing to the office door.
"No! You bought yourself like a week and a half! Otherwise I wouldn't have started the work til you paid me at least half." He handed me an invoice and smacked me on the ass. "Can't wait to see you again."
I blushed as I walked out, and texted Gwen where I was and that I needed a ride. Soon a car pulled up, but it wasn't Gwen who was driving it.
"Hey" Nathan said, grinning as he pulled up in front of me. "Gwen had to run to work, she said you needed a ride?" I sighed and hopped into the car. I skipped the details, but I told him about my situation with the car, and how I needed money. Not because I thought he would give me any, I just felt like venting.
"So you need to make $1500 in a week?" Nathan asked. "You don't even have a job!" He said, laughing. "You're screwed my friend."
"I know, it sucks" I said, looking out the window. "Plus I'll never hear then end of it when my parents have to send me money in a couple of weeks." He laughed again.
"Well my friend, I may have a suggestion" he said, "but you have to make it worth my while."
"How?" I ask. He didn't answer, but he did lean back in his seat, and reach down to unzip his fly. I rolled my eyes, but I knew better than to say no. He obviously had an idea, and he would never tell me if I didn't do it. So I leaned over and took him out of his pants. His cock was hardening already, and it grew more as i stroked him. I tasted the head of his cock as I took it in my mouth, some pre already on its way. I took half of him down my throat int he first dive, then a little more each time. Nathan put his right hand on my head as i sucked him down, and drove with his left. This was crazy, we were like 3 miles from school, at any minute we could drive by someone who knew me and they'd see me giving road head. But still i sucked him, tasting more and more precum. Luckily he was horny, because it was only a couple of minutes before he gripped my hair and moaned, shooting his load into my throat. Licking my lips clean I sat
back up in my seat. "So?"
Nathan chuckled. "Good job. So anyway, you can work with me this weekend, on Friday night. You'll get a lot of cash for not that much time." I realized I had no idea what Nathan did for a living.
"What do you do?" I asked, almost afraid to. He smiled and laughed.
"I work at a big gay bar in downtown. You can go-go dance with me."
I almost laughed. No way I could dance, and could i really make that much? I asked as much.
"Sure you can" he said, "If you are good. And YOU would be good. Go-go dancing is all about sexual energy, and you have tons. You just have to make the guys think you want them, which for you should be easy, since you throw off a 'please fuck me' vibe all the time." I don't think I've ever blushed redder than I did right then. Suffice it to say that Nathan assured me that not only could I perform the job, but that I would get a good way towards my goal if I did.
A few days later, I rode with Nathan to the club. It was still early, the place was just a regular bar until 9pm, at which point the music went up, the dj came on, and the boys came out to play. He took me backstage and introduced me to the other go-go boys. I was surprised how many there were, but it was a big club. There were all kinds of body types, some small and thin, 'twinks' Nathan called them. Others were big and muscular like Nathan, some lean and toned like me. Almost all were shaved, but some had light to medium hair on their bodies. Nathan explained that guys all want different things, so the club tries to cater to all of them. When he introduced me to the other guys, I was shocked when he said "guys, this is Derrick, my boyfriend. He's gonna dance with us tonight." He then showed me to a locker where i could keep my clothes, and where I could leave cash once i had collected some.
"Why did you teem them I'm your boyfriend?" I asked him quietly. He smiled.
"Because now they won't all try to fuck you" he answered. "Unless you want them to."
I stripped down to my assigned outfit for the evening; my sneakers and a black jock strap. Apparently it was some kind of fetish night, so Nathan added leather cuffs to my wrists and ankles, and leather bands to my biceps. Then he started writing on me in some black makeup. I noticed a lot of the guys had writing on them, things like 'dom top' or 'sub' or 'hung'. I looked back down and saw that he had written 'SLUT' across my chest. The words really stood out against my pale skin. THen he moved to my back.
"What are you writing on my back?" I asked him. It tickled as he touched my flesh with the cold black makeup, but i did my best not to squirm.
"Don't worry about it" he said. "We are all playing a character tonight, wearing words and phrases that make the customer think of hot kinky sex. The more they think about sex with us, the more they tip, especially if they think there is the tiniest chance that you are into it." I nodded, listening, wanting as much information on how to earn cash as fast as possible.
"Nice" one of the guys said as he looked to see what Nathan was writing on me. I turned and saw in the mirror behind me. Nathan had written three words on my back. TOTAL across my shoulder blades, BOTTOM across the middle of my back, and WHORE across the small of my back.
"Dude, what the hell?" Nathan laughed.
"I told you, its a character. It just so happens that your character isn't that far off for your actual self." Normally the newbie would have more of an inexperienced or innocent look given to him, but we have Jacob over there to be the sweet angel. He nodded to a guy who could not have been older than 18, my height (which is to say short), with blonde hair and blue eyes, and not a hair on his body.
Nathan laughed as one of the other guys started working on his makeup. They wrote DOM TOP on his back, KINKY on his abs, and 8 1/2" on his left pec. Those all seemed pretty accurate to me.
Soon it was time, and Nathan lead me out of the back room. He led me to an elevated platform that had metal sides like a wide cage, when i was to dance in. A good place for a new guy, he said. And with that he headed off to dance on top of one of the huge bars. I was nervous, but the music pumped up and i could feel the base, and I just focused on some of the moves Nathan had taught me. The nervous energy I had proved useful, letting me keep moving tirelessly. Before i knew it there were dollar bills on the floor of my cage. A couple of guys waved some bills at me, and I crouched down to them. They ran their hands along my thick shaved thighs, before tucking their bills into the straps of my jock. They took the opportunity to feel a bit of the flesh under, but withdrew quickly. Before I knew it, Nathan came back to let me out of the cage, and another go go boy took my place. I gathered my earnings and headed back into the locker
room.
Counting the bills before I put them in my locker, I realized I had made over $50 in less than an hour!
"Told you you would" Nathan said, smirking. "You have a lot going for you. And it doesn't hurt that you like the attention." I blushed at that last comment, but I didn't deny it.
My next job was to sell dollar shots. I carried a tray of cheap shots in test tube trays all through the club, and returned to the bar once the tray was empty. I got to know more of the layout of the club, as i walked around the whole place selling the shots. I saw a lot of the other go go boys in various places, some selling shots, some dancing on bars or in cages, and some on the large main stage. Following Nathan's advice, I focused on groups, as they tended to be celebrating or in more of a 'partying' mood. As I approached a quartet of older gentleman, I saw them all turn to look at me. The desire in their eyes was without any attempts to hide it, and it made me feel naked. Well, even more naked than I already was.
"Shots gentlemen?" I asked, smiling sweetly. "Only $1."
"Seems like they should be worth so much more if they come from you" one of the men answered. He was older, probably in his 40s, but looked like he was in good shape, and had salt and pepper hair. His blue eyes traveled over every inch of my body as I stepped into the group. He took 4 of the shots from the tray and handed them to his buddies. After they each drank, he pulled out a $20 bill. He stepped close to me, and his hand came up to cup my ass, exposed as it was in my jock strap. As he groped and felt my ass, his other hand tucked the $20 bill in the hip strap of my jock, before traveling down into the pouch. His hand cupped my cock and balls in my jock pouch as the fingers of his other traced circles around my ass hole. I sighed, and said "That would cost you far more than 20." He and his friends laughed, and he took his hands away, though not before he gave all his buddies a good glimpse at my cock.
"If it's money you want, we have some" he said. He tucked a business card into my waist band. "You just let me know." They all nodded in agreement as I walked away, knowing full well they would see the words Total Bottom Whore written right above my bubble muscle ass. They hooted and hollered at that.
All in all I made a lot of money as a go go boy, and it was actually pretty fun. Sure, there were some drunken ass holes, but most were alright, and security took care of the bad ones. The craziest part was toward the end of the shift when Nathan pulled me up on the main stage with him. I'm sure we seemed like quite the pair; Nathan tall and dark haired, broad rugby muscles, his ample cock swelling his black briefs, and me, short and red haired, pale skin, in my leather sub outfit and faceable ass showing in my jock. He introduced me as his boyfriend again, to many cheers. He took me in his arms and kissed me deep, right on the stage, and more guys cheered. As he kissed me, Nathan put his hands on my ass, kneading the cheeks for the crowd. As they cheered I felt his fingers slide into me, and I moaned loudly. I hadn't been fucked in days, in order to build up sexual energy (Nathan's idea), and god did I want it. They cheered as he
lifted me up as if it was nothing, and layer me on the stage only hands and knees. He got behind me and rubbed his cock on my exposed hole, the crowd cheering 'fuck him, fuck him'. He began thrusting into me, his cock still in his underwear but completely hard. He pushed me down on my belly and dry fucked me on the stage in front of all those guys, my faces inches form the end of the stage. I watched guys throwing money at the pseudo sex show and marveled at the whole thing.
"Did you have fun?" Nathan asked as we went into the back room after our show. The club stayed open another few hours, but we were done for the night.
"It was...wild." I answered, unable to hide my grin.
"I know, its so fun to put on a persona and give the guys a show. Gets the sex juices flowing too" he answered, winking at me. I laughed and started to unbuckle the straps around my wrists. "Wait" Nathan said. I stopped. "I wasn't originally planning on asking, but I have another job to do after this, do you want to join? The money would be amazing, even better than this."
"What's the job?" I asked, genuinely curious.
"Well, I have a gay bachelor party to entertain. They said they would pay more guys if I brought them...you interested? Just like here, only a smaller group and more individual attention to the guys." I shrugged and agreed.
Awhile later, Nathan and I arrived at the bachelor party. It was at some guy's house, and a sweet one at that. Apparently the couple was having a joint bachelor party with all their gay friends, and wanted some hot male strippers. Nathan and I clearly fit the bill judging by the cheering when we came in. There were probably about 20 guys at the party, all in their late 2-'s and early 30's. The couple was Rob and Adam, two guys who looked oddly alike, both with brown hair and eyes and similar builds.
We spent much of the 1st hour being eye candy, mingling with the guys and ringing with them. But soon Nathan started dancing for them, and I joined in. I tried to follow his example, I'm sure my moves were not as smooth as his, but I got no complaints from the guys watching. We didn't strip. since we were only wearing underwear and leather cuffs, but we danced and gyrated while they watched and occasionally touched. The guys didn't put money in our waists, but I assumed that we would be paid in a large sum at the end. Then we switched to giving lap dances, starting with the engaged couple. I gave a dance for one of them, Nathan the other. Judging by how Nathan's guy ogled his muscles and big bulge, I guessed he was the bottom in their relationship, and the way my guy ran his hands over every inch of my ass, he was the top. I focused on him, met his deep brown eyes with my bright green ones. His eyes were glazed with alcohol and lust as
he ran his gaze slowly over every inch of me. His fingers went to my nipple piercings, flicking each little barbell, making me moan. He ran his fingers along the grooves between my pecs and my abs, traced the lines of my stomach as I gyrated in his lap.
After awhile I felt large hands on my shoulders. I looked up to see Nathan standing over me. He pulled me up to a standing position and said "Now for our main show babe." He was still acting as though we were together. He kissed me deep then, pulling me into his chest, his arms around me as his tongue probed me. I have to admit, Nathan is a great kisser, very aggressive and passionate. I felt his hands slide down my back to my ass, and I moaned into his mouth as he kneaded my ass cheeks. He picked me up surprisingly easily and carried me down the hall and into a large bedroom with a large king sized bed. I was very confused as Nathan laid me down on the bed and climbed onto me. He kissed me deeply, and then kissed his way down my body. He spread my legs wide, and just as I was about to ask him what he was doing, I felt his tongue in my ass, and my words turned to nonsensical gibberish and moans. I closed my eyes and enjoyed it as
Nathan ate my ass, driving his tongue deeper into me. After a couple of minutes I opened my eyes and realized the entire party was in the bedroom, watching Nathan and I. Of course, I realized, we were a show for them.
Nathan pulled his tongue out of my ass and stood on his knees facing me. As the guys watched he pulled his cock out of the his briefs, and they all got a good look at his fat 8 1/2 inches. He stroked it for them, grinning as he spread lube on it. He lined his cock up and started pouching it into my ass, and I moaned as he stretched me open. As he slowly sank into me, he brought his lips to mine and kissed me again. Soon we were fucking missionary style as 2 dozen bachelor partiers watched and cheered. Some got their cocks out, others were groping themselves in their pants. It was crazy, but it was hot, and kinky, and wrong in all the good ways as I got fucked for an audience.
Nathan fucked me for several minutes, getting into a good rhythm. Then he pulled out a little bottle and pushed it under my nose. I inhaled it through my nose, not intentionally, but because I was breathing hard from sex. I would later learn that the bottle contained something called 'poppers'. Suddenly I felt flushed, hot, like I was lying in the sun. Time felt like it slowed and my body relaxed. What little pain I felt from being fucked vanished, but the pleasure magnified. "Ooooooh" I moaned from the new and unexpected sensation. I kissed him harder and deeper, my flesh electric from every sensation.
And then suddenly he stopped. He pulled his tongue from my mouth and his cock from my ass. I whimpered, suddenly feeling cold and empty, a deep seeded need unfulfilled. Nathan left the room with several of the guys, the rest stayed with me. I started to sit up when one of them pushed my shoulders back to the bed, and gave me another sniff of the tiny bottle. Again my head swam and I felt hot, and in seconds I felt another man on top of me. I moaned as he pushed his cock into my ass, and couldn't help but moan each and every time he pulled out and pushed back in again. I tasted precut on my lips and opened wide as another cock entered my mouth. in only a few minutes I felt cum flooding my ass, and tasted it in my mouth. In seconds I was flipped over onto my belly, and another cock entered my ass. Every few minutes they would make me inhale from the little bottle again, which made me relaxed and euphoric, and make the fucking so easy
and pleasurable.
In the background I heard Nathan fucking in the other room. I realized he was fucking the bottoms, and I was getting fucked by the tops. I spent over an hour on that bed, getting fucked into the mattress by the bachelor party. I came several times, but never once did I free my cock from my jock strap. Finally, I was flipped onto my back again, and Adam, one of the grooms, was over me. He leaned in and kissed me, and looked me in the face.
"Just what I wanted" he said, looking at me. "A nice, well fucked whore ass before I get married." I felt him push his hard cock into my hole, which was sore and wet now from all of his friends. I felt such embarrassment as cum gushed out of me as he pushed in, his big cock pushing it out of the way. I moaned as he fucked me deep, his hands pinning mine above my head.
"Yea fuck that whore!" his buddies yelled as he plowed me, one even high fiveing him. The poppers had worn off by now, and I felt every inch of him fucking me. It burned now from all the previous cocks, but my body still felt an aching need to be filled up.
"You know you and your boyfriend were our wedding gifts to each other" he said as he pumped his cock. "He gets fucked by a hot hung stripper, I get to fuck a well bred whore." I moaned as he fucked me deep, going slowly. He started to speed up a bit as he talked. "You like having 12 loads up your ass slut? And another one on the way?" I couldn't help it, I nodded. I felt filthy and disguising and utterly turned on by it. "Answer me slut." He ordered.
"Yes sir" I moaned. "I love being used by you and your friends." God how would I explain this to Gwen? I don't know how she would react to me getting gang fucked for money. Or worse, the fact that I was enjoying it. Adam looked at me with his hazel eyes, watching my face as he plundered my sore ass.
"Beg for my load slut" he ordered as he continued to speed up, his fucking echoing over the room.
"Please give me your load sir. I need it, I need more cum in my ass" the words flew from my mouth without thought.
"Well here it comes" He grunted and moaned as his his pounded my ass. He groaned loudly as he buried himself as deep as possible in me, and I felt yet more cum pumping into me. I grunted as he pulled out of me, my sore ass feeling like it was gaping open.
Before I could lower my legs the bed I felt a small plug pushed into me. I looked down and saw Nathan grinning up at me. His cheeks were flushed, his torso shiny with sweat, and more than a little cum was on his face, shoulders and chest. He had obviously worked hard in the other room. He pulled me to my feet, and we reentered the living room. It was strange, being in a crowded room knowing that almost everyone there had fucked me. Without ceremony the couple paid Nathan and we headed to the car.
As we drove away, I shifted in my seat, my ass sore from the gang bang and the plug still in it.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked him.
"About the sex? Probably because you would have said no, even though you enjoyed it and needed the money." With that he tossed half he cash into my lap. It was over $2000.
"Holy shit" I said. That combined with the cash I had made at the club was way more than enough to fix my car. "Wait, do you do this a lot?" Nathan grinned at me but didn't answer. He dropped me off at Gwen's, and her roommates had a great laugh at seeing me in my go-go boy costume, while their eyes traveled all over my body. I silently thanked Nathan for not dropping me off at the frat house looking like this.
I needn't have worried about Gwen's reaction. She was so turned on by the story that she threw me on the bed and pulled out the plug from my ass. She pushed one of her dildo's up my ass and marveled at the cum gushing out. She fucked me with the dildo while she stroked my cock, and in very short order, I was cumming all over myself.
I fell asleep almost immediately, being sore and exhausted beyond anything I had ever felt before.
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Well I hope you all enjoyed Derrick's latest and greatest adventure. I hope it was worth the wait, but the story is longer than usual and thus took longer. Please let me know what you think, I love hearing from you guys. email me at phoenixfire543@yahoo.com