I do day trading. I guess it's a lot like gambling. Shit, it is gambling. Anyway I was at my laptop, sitting on the couch making money. Yeah, really, I have a gift for picking stock trends. I don't need the money, but it's nice to win.
I was still in my sleeping shorts, nothing else, when the intercom buzzed. We have a concierge desk downstairs in the lobby and they don't let anyone into the elevator without announcing them. In fact, the elevator door won't work unless he presses the release under his desk.
The voice of Tim, the guardian of the portals, was on the line. He was speaking softly, confidentially. "There are three young men here. They say you know them and are expecting them. They look rough to me. The name are Jeff, Lee and Nazzer."
"Okay Tim, I am expecting them. Let 'em come up."
Now I really wasn't expecting them ever to come. Apparently Jeff had convinced them that he had found a gold mine. I wondered how much he had revealed about himself. Anyway, in a few minutes there was a rap on my outside door. I answered it, not worrying about my lack of clothes, after all, we were all boys, no?
They all looked nervous as hell. Nazzer spoke first, "I don't know if he was shitting us, but Jeff said you paid him money just to get naked and didn't try any queer stuff. Is that true?"
Lee looked around at the paintings, trying to make it look like he wasn't with the others. Jeff was smiling and looking like he was about to act like a host. I purposely took my time to answer. Let 'em stew a bit.
"It's true. I pay one hundred dollars to each of you for fifteen minutes of nakedness."
Lee spoke from his position in the corner of the livingroom. "You take pictures and put them on the net, right?"
"Wrong. No hidden camera, no pictures."
No one moved. I opened the box on the table. "Want a smoke?" They walked over. Jeff took one but the other two just stood there. Jeff lit it. He inhaled deeply. They watched. Then Lee held out his hand to take the cigarette Jeff had. It suddenly dawned on me. They always shared the smoke. It's part of the ritual of pot. I cut in, "Guys, there's box full there. Take your own. Anyone want a drink?"
Lee said that he doesn't drink, but he was already working on the joint and I swear he looked lopsided already. Nasser took some short inhales and I noticed he took a few cigarettes and put them in his shirt pocket. Jeff, trying to show how at home he was, was already sitting on the couch smoking and smiling. He opened his shirt and motioned for the others to join him on the long couch. "Show us the money, Robert," Jeff said.
I left the room and took a small stack of 100's from my wallet in the bedroom, returned and placed them on the side table next to me. "Okay friends, who's first to earn the hundred?"
As I expected, Jeff crossed the room, held out his hand and I slapped a bill on it. As he returned to the couch, he slid out of his shirt. I noticed the boys took in his fine chest. I guess they had never seen each other in anything but clothes.
Nazzer stood up. "I ain't shy. Wait 'til you get a load of my chest muscles." He wiggled out of his tee shirt, an odd thing to do, he was had a shaved head and no hair to muss up. But he didn't exaggerate. He had planks of meat for pecs, he had a fine covering of hair. I could see that he must use an electric clipped to shorten the long hair. Right now it looks like he had just sheared it. Was that for me? Although he was a bit chunky, as well as large, he had a six pack and his body narrowed around his waist. Jeff was really into this naked stuff now. He seemed unafraid to say to Nasser, "You're big as hell. I bet you could win any arm wrestle."
Nasser smiled. Oh shit, he had one gold tooth. No he wasn't African-American, he just emulated what he saw on the street.
Lee seemed to be ignoring the action in the room. He was sitting way over on the end of the sofa meditatingly sucking on that joint. He jumped a little when Nasser's booming voice said, "Ain't you going for the money?"
His face changed expression, as if he suddenly realized where he was. Meanwhile Jeff had taken off the rest of his clothes and was sitting totally naked, exposing his perfect penis. Nasser finally got fully undressed, but he kept his baseball mitt had covering his genitals. I got a peek. Yeah, it was small, but thick, nothing to be ashamed of, but almost lost in his luxuriant pubic hair. He was careful to grab the money from me and put in the side pocket of his pants that were on the floor in front of him.
Lee was rocky. He held on to the back of the couch near him and unlaced his shoes and pulled his socks off. Nice slim, tan feet with long toes, very suckable. Next he unbuttoned his dress shirt and his smooth body glowed in the light of the room. I think I heard Jeff suck in a gasp.
Lee, still holding on, tried to get his pants off. He lost balance and fell on the floor, one leg out, one leg in. He giggled like a kid. He sure was wacked out. Jeff grabbed his around the bare waist and righted him. I wonder if anyone else noticed that contact he made with the smooth, warm skin and it had produced a fattening of Jeff's fine cock.
If you believe in stereotypes it's your own fault. China's a big country. Lee's is a big cock. Yeah, the pretty Asian is hung long. It swung and whipped around as he regained his seat.
There they were, three naked boys, hips touching, some knees unconsciously resting against their neighbor's in that wide apart leg stanch that boys take. They were waiting for something. Ah yes, my control over them and more money.
"I forgot about the drinks. Be back in a sec."
It took about five minutes or so to load a try with ice, a bottle of vodka and one of Southern Comfort. Kids like the sweet stuff. I also included a bowl of potato chips, for the kiddies. When I entered to the room from the far end, they hadn't seen me yet. There they were, sitting stiffly, eyes straight ahead, now they had realized that their legs were touching and they had careful moved them away.
"Let's party," I said cheerfully, but it feel on ears that were unresponsive. I asked Jeff who was my most cooperative guest, "Vodka? Chips?"
"Yeah," and grabbed the hefty glass of booze I had poured and a handful of chips."
Nasser followed suit, but he wanted the sweet stuff. Lee said no thanks, but lit another joint. What with chip crumbs falling on the kid's yummy bare chests, ice tinkling in glasses, it was cheering up. The two drinkers poured another drink. Lee's eyes were very red, but he was blank faced. I think he had the beginning of a hard on. Some guys get that way from weed. Suddenly Jeff said, "We feel funny sitting here, naked as jay birds. It would be better if you were naked too."
Well it wouldn't take much. All I had on was my sleep shorts. I dropped them. Nasser slurred to Jeff. "He's built good."
Lee suddenly said, "His cock is almost as big as mine."
"America's a big country too," I said with a smile.
We had come a long way already. I figure this was time to up the ante. I took the stack of bills in my hand and fanned them out. All eyes looked at me, or maybe it was the money. "You guys want to go home with more than the one hundred dollar bill?"
Lee's eyes were glinting at me. "Here comes to gay pass."
"No, I promise I will not touch any of you." Then I added, "Unless you ask me."
Jeff, always the organizer, said, "What do we have to do for money?"
"Put your hands on your stuff and get it hard. That's one hundred for each."
Jeff immediately began stimulating his cock. Nasser, to my surprise, licked his hand, that must be his system, and played with his blunt one. Lee said, "I'm excused, because I have a stiff one already." These guys are sure surprising me.
He did have a stiff one. It must have been seven inches of smooth reddish tan cock sticking up out of his lap. He was pointed at it proudly. Whoa he was high as a kite now.
Jeff had effectively left the room. His eyes were closed and his hand was gently playing with his cock. Hey, Nasser's eyes were looking at Jeff's actions, and the big guy's mouth was open and I could here his breathing from across the room. This was sex action on the couch for sure.
Nothing changed though. This seemed to be the peak of their payment for the hundred dollars. I decided to throw a heavy temptation at them. "If one of you guys helps out another guy, both get two hundred bucks."
There it was on the table. I looked as three pair of eyes widened and stared at me. Finally Lee said, "Two hundred. Okay I'll let someone suck me."
He looked at Nasser who turned away, then at Jeff, who blushed. My theory is that Jeff always wanted to try it. Now with the money thing, he had a way, but it was still hard to admit it or do it. I had to help him. "Jeff, I know that doing that is the worst thing you could possibly think about. Now I think maybe the one that does the sucking ought to get more."
Lee smiled faintly. He knew exactly what I was doing. "How about three hundred for Jeff and two for me?"
"Okay," I said.
Lee looked at Jeff, Nasser looked at Jeff. Finally Jeff sort of laughed embarrassed and slid down on the carpet on his knees. How did he know to do that, to take the cock sucker position?"
I heard Lee take in a shaky breath. He was getting in to this. Jeff kept looking at the long slim cock but not making any action. Finally Lee put his slim hand on the back of Jeff's blond curly hair and exerted a little pressure, saying, "It tastes just like chicken. Be brave American boi." Lee was in full grin now. He sure was having fun.
Jeff licked his lips then sampled the cock by licking the head. Lee, with all his put on cool, couldn't help letting out a soft moan. Nasser wanked his nubby faster. I had to steel myself from wiping one off right here and now.
Jeff was no different than any other kid who makes that first lick move. They get a little sweet pre cum and it makes them instant blow jobbers. I saw Lee's cock sliding in. Lee began a series of little "uh" sounds. His eyes were closed and the usual arch look on his face changed into one of rapt attention, his tongue peeking out of his cupid bow lips.
Nasser got up and stood next to Lee. What was this all about? Lee opened his eyes and looked at Nasser's prick, inches from his hand. He reached out and his slim hand encircled the prick. Nasser "Oh'd" loudly as the full sensation hit him. I guess Lee did it to intensify his sensation, also to prevent Nasser from being only an observer. He wanted him to share the guilt.
Now Lee was not experienced with getting a blow job. It was intense for him, I could see that. I knew he'd cum quick. Jeff was giving it his all. Spit had formed in his mouth and it was dripping from around Lee's cock into his gorgeously stiff fanned pubic hair.
There were plenty of sounds in the room. I sure was signing, Jeff was making sucking noises, Lee now moaning fully and Nasser, I think about to cum was making fuck motions with his powerful hips. Then, Nasser said out loud, in a raspy voice, "I'm gonna spew."
Lee didn't let up on his wanking of the thick cock and as Nasser's spunk splashed onto Lee's sweet chest, Lee's hips bucked up and I could see Jeff's Adam's apple bob up and down as he swallowed the spooge of his street friend.
Jeff stated on his knees a bit, Lee just lay there breathing hard. Nasser came around and said to Jeff, "You need help?"
That was real sweet. I was fast falling in love with these guys. What about me? Oh well. In any event, Jeff blushed a deep red and pointed at the floor at his knees. It was easy to see a large pool of spunk there. He shrugged, still red, even on his chest.
Almost as if a bell was rung, the guys got up and dressed and checked that their money was in their pockets. I handed Nasser a hundred for his impromptu joining of the fun. I walked them to the door. No one, not even me, said anything about any further visits. I figured that they would have to digest what happened, and then, who knows.d
But only a day later, something further did happen. See the final chapter.
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