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Part Three.
As arranged, Randy called me after school the next day. I told him I had the house to myself and suggested that he come around to my place. Within twenty minutes I heard his car pull into the driveway and went down to meet him at the front door. He was carrying a six-pack of beer which he handed to me with a flourish.
"Where's your bro?" he asked, and when I replied "He went down to the town library, I think." He said "Pity! Pity!" We both laughed at that.
"So, dude, where do we start this summit?"
I replied: "Well, I don't have no agenda dude. I think we can help each other out in various ways so let's discuss whatever comes up but in an open way."
"Sounds cool Matt. You probly know I met Chris through Mark and on and off your bro sucked us off in tandem after school. A good time was had by all. After a while I introduced a little game in which we blindfolded Chris, made him kneel and take both our dicks in his mouth simultaneously and suck on them until one of us was ready to shoot. The other one would then withdraw and your bro would swallow the first load. Chris would then take the second dick back in his mouth until it too blew a load. The punchline was that Chris had to guess which load was which." I musta looked kinda incredulous but Randy just laughed saying "No kidding, dude. That's what went down."
Randy continued with a laugh: "I have one more confession to make. After a while I talked Chris into letting me fuck him. It happened a few times, without Mark's knowledge, but he wasn't really into it and for me it was just an experience."
I was kinda taken aback by all this but did my best not to show it.
I replied: "Well, Randy, that is all water under the bridge. Chris is a cocksucking whore and deserves all he gets. The question is where do we go from here?"
"He's your bro dude, so what do YOU have in mind?"
"Well, in broad outline, I'm gonna need a connection for weed and another for booze. Kinda like you helped out Mark. I'd like you to help out there. The second thing is that I'm having a continuous cash crisis and I need to augment my cash flow. I had in mind renting out Chris' mouth and, who knows, ass for bucks. I've already mentioned it to Jose who says he can find punters at the video arcade, for a cut of course, and I was wondering whether you could do the same at your school. There must surely be some young dudes there lookin for some prime head. I need to keep this as far away as possible from our own school. But it goes without saying that as far as you are concerned Chris is fair game. So, what do you think huh?"
Randy appeared to give it some thought. "Well, I like the idea of having Chris at my disposal. But I warn you he will really get used. You OK with that?" I nodded yeah but said that it shouldn't interfere with business.
"Fair enough." agreed Randy. He continued: "As far as the weed is concerned, that's no problem. If you have the dough I can get the weed. As far as the booze is concerned you are gonna have to sweet talk Jose. Won't be a problem provided you are prepared to pay him a premium."
"Now the question of getting boys willing to pay for a lil head. I'm sure there are some but it may take a while for the word to get out. And don't expect too large a profit. The young dudes are as pushed for dough as you are but they will always find the means to raise say $10 for a quickie. Your main advantage is that your cocksucking bro will take on as many as can be found. So maybe quantity can make up for quality, if you get my drift. And of course the split is 50/50."
Without a doubt, I was disappointed with the monetary aspect. Jesus, ten bucks for good head! That was daylight robbery. I had had my mind set on $20. Well, considering the market I was targeting, maybe $10 wasn't that bad. And a quickie should take no more than 20 minutes. Chris might just have to work a bit harder to meet his target.
I said: "OK Randy, it's a deal. Let's shake on it. If either of us is unhappy with it after a few months we can re-negotiate."
At that moment who should walk in but none other than Chris. He greeted us both and said to Randy he had figured that the car in the driveway was his.
Randy was all smiles and said to Chris: "So, dude, how ya doin? Enough cock around for you?"
"Well" replied Chris, "that kinda depends on how much you lookin for huh?"
"And in your case I guess that's plenty huh dude? " Randy commented.
I couldn't help but notice that Randy was rubbing his crotch which was expanding rapidly. He continued: "You know, Chris, I don't wanna give you a swollen head but the suckjobs I received from you were the best I ever had. I been missin them."
I joined in and said: "Don't let me stop you guys. If you wanna get it on be my guests. May be just the thing to cement our relationship Randy."
"I agree Matt but it will have to be a quickie. Chris, babe, let's have you on your knees here in front of me. Then get to work on my junk."
Chris looked at me and I nodded for him to go ahead. I settled myself in my easy chair and prepared to watch the action.
Chris went down on his knees in front of Randy and rubbed his crotch through his jeans. "Like that huh?" Randy commented. He was already hard before Chris unzipped him and slipped his dick out through his boxers. He had an impressive thick seven-incher or thereabouts and quickly pushed it towards Chris. "Be a good bitch and open up wide " he encouraged Chris who took his cock in his mouth and started to suck on it in earnest. Randy was leaking precum and that together with my bro's spit lubricated his dick. He was pushing his cock into Chris' mouth as far as it would go and holding his head while fucking his mouth and throat. Chrissie boy was soon gagging on it. Randy soon came and kept his dick in Chris' mouth until he had completely unloaded. "Lick it clean bitch and make it snappy. I'm runnin late."
He zipped himself up and turned to me. "OK then Matt, cya soon dude." and ran down to his car.
It was close to dinner time and I said to Chris: "We gonna carry on later where we left off last night dude?" He said "Sure thing." and smiled.
To be continued...
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