"The Money Made Me Do It, Part Two" by Jay Roberts Gay Encounters
"Shit!" That was George. We looked over. "Fucker's jammed. Keep doing it. I'll be right back. I'm getting my spare camera."
Toby slowed down his movement on my cock but kept his slim hand wrapped around it. He spoke close and I could smell his breath. It was sort cherry flavored. I mentioned it.
"Yeah, I was sucking a red lolly before. Look, my tongue's red."
"True," I said, and we laughed like two kids. What a weird scene this was.
He rubbed his hand on my chest. Then he sort of flicked my nipple. No one had ever done that before and the electric sensation when straight to my cock. He felt my cock flex.
"You're a tit man," he said and sort of brushed his hand on my cheek. "You know I saw you much earlier today. You were sleeping under that weeping tree. Only your gorgeous feet were sticking out. They caught my attention. Then I stepped inside and you were amazing, sleeping. What a face and body. I had to meet you. I sent out George out to recruit you."
"You sent George. You're his boss?"
"Yeah, I own this operation and you are in my power my beauty."
I snickered just as George returned, fiddling with the new camera.
"I can tell from your faces that you are both more comfortable with each other. Now can be crank this operation up a bit. Can Toby try a little oral on you?"
"Exactly what will he do?"
"Oh a little kiss, a little lick, and if you like it a lot of suck."
I shook my head side to side vigorously. ""Look I don't want to have gay sex, and don't try to bribe me with another $100 bill under the towel."
I glanced a Toby. He looked unhappy. "I thought you liked what I was doing."
"I do, and I won't complain if you go on with it, but outright sex, no way, besides I wouldn't be able to stay hard," George looked silently and questioningly at Toby. Toby held up five fingers. I didn't know what was going on.
"Ray, or John, I'm offering you more than we have even given to any boy before, namely five hundred additional bucks if you will permit Toby to perform orally on you."
I was stunned. I'd have now nearly one thousand dollars. Although I was both scared and repulsed by that kind of male to male sex I was weak when it came to dough. You get that way when you don't have it and need it. Just you be hungry and homeless and see what you'd do.
I didn't say anything, but I nodded slightly and settled back on the couch cushion and watched, out of the corner of my eye, to see that the crisp money went under the towel.
Toby moved close and kinda bent down toward my half hard cock and blew at it. It acted like the dog who had the trick of sitting up. It responded by completely filling with blood as if to salute and say 'I'm ready sir.'"
Now I always liked a blow job when a girl offered it. That is rarer than you think. They were not always expert and often I would gently push her off, but this Toby...He was expert. I looked down at his dark curly hair and could pretend he was a girl, but that manly stubble was a bit off-putting. Toby was really a cute dude. His smooth back was arched over and I could see right down to his backside with the two dimples at the base of his spine.
I stopped all these thoughts as my mind was back into the here and now as his hot tongue swept over the head of my cherry red cock head. He said "M-m-m-m," as he savored my pre cum. I grunted as the impact of this first tongue touch but soon his dripping mouth moved deeper and my cock and senses were flooded with the sensation of hot, wet sucking and the pressure of his ful lips.
"Oh-o-o," I crooned. "That's good."
Toby lifted his head and smiled crookedly at me. "You're a glutton for feel-goodies. I like that. Wait 'til you feel my best efforts. You're worth it." He kissed my thigh. I was really liking him then. He held the key to my going into that land of sex dreams.
He bent down again. This time his long fingered hand grasped the base of my cock and his lips and tongue began sucking and licking while his hand wanked me. The double attack floated me up against the ceiling and I was almost sobbing and crying with feeling.
Hey, I am usually a reserved guy but I am a sexual howler, I can't help it. Most girls don't like it. Toby loved it. When I made a particularly loud moan, he patted my thigh to comfort me, or maybe to show approval.
Through slitted eyes I saw George smiling as he held his camera real close.
Suddenly, George called out. "Okay, that's enough of that action. Let's go for the fucking." . I pushed Toby away. "So this was all a set up to get me to give up my ass. Well forget about it. I'm leaving."
"No sweetie," Toby said, patting my cheek affectionately, than falling on his back and lifting his long legs and holding them up with a hand on each ankle. "You fuck me with that lovely prick."
I hadn't expected that. I did have that feeling you get from, a lot of foreplay that your cock wants to be enveloped, to be wrapped in a hot embrace in a warm place.
I just said, "Oh," showing I understood. But I looked over the hole as was to enter. Fuck, it was hairy, but still inviting. If I enter this I will really be having gay sex, but at least I was the fucker, not the fuckee, the top as they say among gays.
"Hurry lover, I'm hurting to be entered. Don't be gentle. I want a massacre."
Even though this was new to me I was dripping from my cock head and was as rigid as I ever remembered. I put the top of my thighs against the underside of his raised hairy thighs. He was whimpering with desire. It felt nice to be so wanted, so needed.
I put the head of my dick right at his fuzzy hole and pushed in slightly. I looked down, he look zonked, his mouth hanging open and dripping and his eyes were rolling. I could hear his rasping breaths.
"Okay you hungry queer, you asked for it, you're going to get it."
With that I pushed all the way in one push.
"W-h-o-o-o-p! He howled but I know he loved it because he had a smile on his face.
It felt terrific soaking into his chute. I could feel his whole tract hugging me. Now to work. I reared back and then thrust forward. His grin left his face. He looked serious, as if he had a mission.
I began sawing in and out. I saw George continue filming and the dog had opened his fly and was wanking along with our fuck. I ought to charge him another hundred for the show.
This fuck, the first I had with a dude was double the pleasure. Mostly it was the strangeness of seeing a male prick, Toby's lying on his fuzzy belly emitting strings of precum. Yikes, it's a guy I in. Then too the sensation of being able to let loose and fuck really hard and hearing a man's voice expressing that he loved it.
The effect on me was that my whole body was buzzing. This was better than drugs. I knew the power of this experience would not last. I was fighting back the urge to shoot.
Toby begged, "Take hold of my cock. Shag me into my cum. I can't hold on."
I took his sticky with cum cock in my cupped hand an rapidly stroked him in time to my thrusts. It was almost too much for us. We were howling like wolves. Suddenly he stiffened an shot a long rope of cum that pearled in his belly hair.
The effect clenched his ass hole and tighted his glove like grip on my cock. That feeling took away any control I had and I just tumbled into a glorious orgasm.
The two of us were spewing and moaning. Finally it was over. I puled out. George handed me and Toby a towel.
"I guess I'll take my money and have lunch and buy some new duds. You know clothes make the man."
"No John, it's what's under the clothes," Toby said. "Now be back tomorrow. There's more money for you and this time, how about I fuck you?"
"I'm never going to be up for that." But I felt a strange tingle in my hole.
When I left, money in my pocket I might have imaged that I heard George say, "You got him cheap."
"True, money of the models get $500 to start and then more for hot tricks."
End