Earning Extra Cash

WARNING !!!

The following story contains graphic depictions of consensual male/male sexual acts. If you find this type of material to be offensive, or are under the legal age in your area to view such material, then STOP now and leave.

This story is comprised of fantasy and reality, only I know where the differences are. All real names of the persons and places in this story have been changed to avoid any conflict with hypocritical right wingers.

This story is written by The G-Man at Imastud_boy@hotmail.com Comments welcomed. Flames ignored.

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Earning Extra Cash - Part 1

I was hanging out with my much younger cousin Nate and his friend Dave. Nate is 19 and Dave is 17, while I was considerably older than them at 35. From the time he was old enough to really remember, Nate had always spent a lot of time with me. I took him everywhere. Camping, fishing, riding bike, to the movies, everywhere. He was like a little brother to me and he looked up to me in the same way, not like some old stodgy grownup. I had always let him do pretty much what he wanted as long as he was not getting into trouble.

Anyway, the three of us were walking through the mall one-day, scoping out the chicks. I played along, as they did not know that I was gay. I had always hidden that aspect of my life from him and everybody else. Nate and Dave were also constantly drooling over the nice things in the mall that they wanted to buy, but did not have the funds to get. They started joking around about ways to earn some extra cash so they could obtain the CD's, clothes, and other things that they wanted.

"If I were you", I said to Nate, half jokingly pointing at Dave, "I would pimp out this guy for money".

"Yeah, good idea", Nate replied.

"Uh, I don't think so guys", Dave quickly snapped back.

"Why not?" I asked, "I know lots of women and a few men who would pay good money to fuck with you"

"No way!" they both laughed at the seemingly ridiculous idea.

"Well, how about taking nude pictures of Dave posing and sell them online", quickly coming up with another idea and still trying to "feel them out".

"Like anybody would want to see that", Nate exclaimed

"Actually they would. I know lots of guys who do that and make quite a bit of money at it too", I encouraged. "And just look at him", I said, this time putting my hand right on Dave's firm chest, "He is great looking. He has a nice well-defined chest, thin to medium build, nice muscles, nice ass, and very good looking. Hell, who wouldn't want to see that? I wish I looked that good, then I would take my own pictures and sell them". I nearly sprang a boner just from touching his chest.

They both laughed back again as we continued our walk, just shaking theirs heads. I know they were secretly thinking of my idea, but really too young and shy to pursue it, especially in front of each other. We continued our walk through the mall, checking out all of the young girls. I was cautiously checking out the other young boys as they shopped.

We left the mall and headed home. Nate was driving, I was in the passenger seat, and Dave was in the back seat right behind me. We were talking about some of the girls we had seen in the mall, and of course our conversation turned to sex. We laughed and joked about "choking the chicken", "spanking the monkey", you know, masturbation. The boys were laughing somewhat nervously and embarrassed. Here was an adult talking to them about "taboo" stuff. It was blowing their young minds. In my opinion, nothing should be "taboo" and we should be honest and up front with kids. We should respectfully teach them, not hide things from them.

"Heck", I said very proudly, "I learned how to jack-off when I was five years old. I've been to many classes and training course in my life, but no single lesson has been more important to me or had more of an impact on me than learning how to masturbate. It's a lesson that I use every day." We all laughed, but it really opened up our conversation into a whole new avenue.

"Have you ever had to get off so badly that you do it while driving down the road?" Nate even asked.

"Yes I have. I actually almost got myself killed one day, because my orgasm was so powerful that I almost ran into the gasoline tanker next to me." I replied.

Again there was more laughter. Nate then admitted that his best time is in the morning, and that there is nothing like waking up stroking your morning wood. We all agreed to that. Then he told of how, just three days prior, Dave was spending the night at his house. Dave had slept on the sofa in Nate's room, and when they woke in the morning, he had a huge morning woody. Dave apparently grabbed it through his blanket and waved it around in the air. Nate continued by telling how long it was, showing me with a gesture of his two hands.

"Damn dude, that's great!" I exclaimed to Dave in the back seat. I was picturing him clearly lying there with a very stiff cock in his hand. I wondered what it actually looked like. I wondered if he was cut or uncut. I wondered how it would feel in my hands. I wondered what his young rod would taste like. All these thoughts came flooding through my mind. I started getting an erection myself as we talked.

Nate said he was jealous because his own cock was so small that when it was soft, it nearly disappeared. We all laughed again. What I wanted to do was ask them if they wanted to compare cock size, but I knew that might not go over too well just yet. There would be time for that later, but first I had to win their confidence and get them to open up fully to me and trust me. I was well on my way to accomplishing that.

I then posed a question to them, that I often ask many of my friends, especially my straight friends because I like to see their reactions.

I asked, "If you woke up in the middle of the night in total darkness where you couldn't see a thing, and somebody was sucking your cock, would you fumble for the light to see who it was, or would you just let him or her finish, not caring who it was?"

At first they both piped in that they would certainly reach for the light, and if it was a guy, they would kick his ass. Damn kids were on the defense now. They had to show how "manly", or "macho" they were. You know, to let another guy suck you off would mean you were gay. Yeah right! I think it just means you like getting your cock sucked. Damn society for turning people into homophobes! I told them that I would absolutely let the "mystery person" suck away until I blew my load down his or her throat, and that I would not care one way or another as long as I got my rocks off and they wanted to do it, it would be fine by me.

Then Nate posed, what I thought was a rather curious, question to me.

He asked, "Would you suck another guys cock for one million dollars?"

"Hell yeah. Heck, I would do it for fifty thousand dollars. No wait, I would do it for a hundred dollars."

"Yeah Nate, I would too!" Dave quickly agreed.

"You would?" I asked Dave

"Sure. I need the money" Both boys laughed at the repsonse.

I thought about his response, playing a scenario in my mind of him slobbering on some guys cock just for a few bucks. I could only hope that lucky guy would be me. Nate then admitted that he might too under the right circumstances. We all laughed at the possibility of that happening. I was only laughing on the outside though. I would easily pay Dave to get some of his teen cock.

We finally arrived back at Nate's house and I left. All the way home I fantasized about Dave and what his big hard cock must feel and taste like. I could just imagine giving him a blowjob and sucking out his creamy teenage cum. My cock was hard as a rock, and as soon as I got home, I beat off until I was spewing my load all over my hand.

For the next several days, I could not get Dave and our conversation out of my head. Then, with luck on my side, the phone rang. It was Dave.

"Hi, Greg. Hope I'm not bothering you. I got your number from Nate."

My heart skipped a beat. "Hell no you're not bothering me. What can I do for you?" I already knew what I wanted to do for him.

"I was wondering about our conversation from the other day. I was hoping I could come over and talk to you about it."

"Sure. Come on over, I don't have anything going on today at all." I tried not to sound too excited. I gave him directions, then waited for him to show up. About a half-hour later, Dave was knocking at my door. He came in and I told him to make himself comfortable. He took a seat at one end of the sofa; I sat at the other end facing him. He was wearing a sleeveless muscle shirt that really showed off his nicely sculpted chest and arms, and a pair of sweatpants that had been cut into shorts. His legs, which I had not seen until now, were just as nice with well-defined muscles and almost baby smooth. At closer inspection, his package was very bulging and I could see the outline of his cock through the material. I had to control myself from reaching over and cupping him in my hand.

"So what's up?" I asked him.

"Yeah, well, I was thinking about what we were talking about. You know, making money by having sex?"

"Yes, go on."

"Well, how much money could I make?"

"That depends on you and what you are willing to do, how much you think you should get for it, and who you are willing to do it with."

"Can you explain each one?"

"Sure. Let's start with the last one. You have to figure out who you are willing to have sex with. Sex with women is just a little different than sex with men. The motions are pretty much the same, but some of the actions will be different. That leads to the first one. What are you willing to do? Are you going to just fuck women, or just have oral sex with women, or are you willing to have sex with men, who you may end up sucking or fucking, or getting sucked or fucked by them. It's really all up to you at this point. The important thing is to only do what you are comfortable with. Never let anybody pressure you into anything. The last thing is what you think it is worth to you. You may find some people are willing to pay more than others, but that is something you have to establish right up front. The other thing is that you may end up doing it for next to nothing if it is right for you. For instance, if a person wants to just give you a blowjob, you may only charge them twenty-bucks. Who knows? It's up to you."

Dave sat there listening intently, knodding his head, never looking away from me, occasionally shifting his weight and adjusting his crotch. I could see that he still had questions. Maybe he was a little overwhelmed at my frankness about the entire subject.

"So what experience do you have in the sex department?" I asked.

"I have gotten a blowjob once from a girlfriend last year, but other than that nothing."

"Then it looks like you need some education. You don't want to go into it blind so-to-speak."

"Yeah, but where can I learn about this. It's not like I can just go get a book from the library."

"You could, but it wouldn't be the same. It's not detailed enough, and besides, I always say that the best lessons come from doing rather than reading."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, that if you are willing, I could be your teacher, but I would still help you with some cash in the meantime." I could not really believe I was actually suggesting this to him, and held my breath waiting for him to bolt for the door. But he didn't.

"Well, I guess that would work, but you can't tell anybody, especially your cousin Nate." He said. "He wouldn't understand."

"I know how people can be Dave, I won't tell a sole. It will be strictly between us."

"I guess it's settled then." He said slapping his knee.

"I guess so. When do you want to start?"

"Now is as good a time as any." He replied taking a deep breath.

"Okay, the first thing you need to do is relax, and have fun with this. I won't do anything if you don't want me to. All you have to do is ask me to stop. Just relax and trust me."

I knew there would be plenty of time later to instruct him on how to please another man. As for now, I wanted him to experience what it was like to be seduced by a man. I scooted closer to him, placing my hand on his upper thigh and moving it to his very pronounced package. I could feel the heat radiating from his already hardening cock. I gave a little squeeze. Dave smiled. I started rubbing my hand across the bulge, coaxing his prick into an even harder state of arousal. I then moved my hand to the opening at the leg, reached up inside his shorts to find his precious cock. Wrapping my hands around his shaft, I stroked him gently. Dave tilted his head back and moaned softly while giving in to the sensations of pleasure coming over his manhood. I removed my hand from his shorts and instructed him to lift up while I removed his pants. He kicked off his shoes, then did as he was told, including removing his shirt. He was now sitting there on my sofa completely naked except for his white socks.

I knelt in front of him and slowly stroked his hard smooth cock, squeezing gently, working some pre-cum out of the piss slit. I took my index finger and rubbed the pre-cum juice all around the purple head, driving him wild. I looked up at him, watching him watch me. While I stared into his eyes, I bent forward and engulfed his cock with my lips. I licked the ridge of his throbbing prong, then slowly let it sink into my mouth. Dave moaned out, "Oh shit". He started pumping his cock upward to meet me, fucking my mouth for a few minutes.

I let his cock slip from my mouth and started licking the shaft and down to his nut sack, while working his meat in my fist. Dave was breathing harder now, really enjoying the tongue bath I was giving his cock. I took one of his balls into my mouth and rolled it around, then did the same with the other one. He was now wet with my saliva from the tip of his cock to his balls.

I came up for air and looked at him. "Are you ready for the next part"? He nodded his readiness. I scooted him closer to the edge of the sofa and raised his legs into the air, exposing his tight pink butt hole. I began an assault on his nuts again with my tongue, licking them, making my way down to his ass. I flicked my tongue across his rose bud, darting it just inside the opening. I got him nice and wet and relaxed, then headed back up to his precious cock, which was leaking pre-cum like a faucet. I pulled his cock forward and into my hot mouth while at the same time taking my index finger and placing it at his now moist hole.

Applying a little pressure, my finger made it's way inside of him. He nearly jumped off the couch with surprise, but I held him in place and sucked even harder on his cock. He wasn't going anywhere. I let him get accustomed to my finger before I started sliding it in and out of his tight hole. Now both of his hands had taken hold of my hair as he forced his cock into my throat. That's it, he was really getting into it now. He was hooked.

I pushed my finger in deeper and searched for that magic button that would drive him over the edge. There it was. I brushed my finger over it lightly. His cock danced in my mouth as he groaned loudly. My finger was working his insides at a steady pace, rubbing up against his tender prostate gland, and I sucked even harder, coaxing the sperm from his testicles.

My own cock was rock hard and leaking pre-cum as well. I could not do anything about it as I was concentrating too much on the job at hand. Dave's pleasure was far too important to me at this point. I had to make sure he enjoyed every second of this, in order to ensure he would be back. Not that I had much doubt from the way he was reacting to my sucking and finger fucking.

I picked up my pace on his cock and on his prostate, sucking harder than before and shoving my finger in and out of his ass quickly. I felt Dave's cock swell and his ass muscle tightened around my index finger as the first volley of his cum shot out across my tongue. Then another, and another, and another, and another. Five powerful blasts of teen cum flooded my mouth as his orgasm rocked his body into convulsions. His ass hole gripped my finger and sucked it in with each spasm.

I swallowed his cum as fast as he gave it to me, never spilling a drop from my lips. With his orgasm subsiding, I slowly removed my finger from the tight grip of his ass and let his softening cock slip from my mouth. I kissed the shaft and let it lie along his thigh, then let his legs back down onto the floor.

Dave lay there panting with his eyes closed. He was totally spent from his first blow job from another guy. A warm smile from him told me that he had enjoyed it very much. I patted him on the leg and sat next to him on the couch. "Well? I take it you approve? Did you learn anything?"

"Hell yes!" His chest heaved up and down. "That was great. I never knew another guy could do that for me."

"There's lots of things a guy can do for you, and in time you will learn all of them, as well as what you can do for another guy. My goal is two-fold. I want you to learn how to have sex with another man and enjoy it, and I want to help you earn some spending cash without getting hurt"

"Well, after that, I'm ready to learn more. Especially if I can cum like that every time."

"You liked that, huh?"

"Shit yeah! How did you make me cum so hard? It felt like my dick was going to explode."

"The reason you had such a powerful orgasm is because I stimulated your prostate gland, which is located inside of your anus. It will get even better from here on out too, but for now we'll call it a day."

I got up and handed Dave his clothes. He got dressed and ready to leave. As he shook my hand at the door, I handed him a crisp twenty-dollar bill. He smiled as he realized what I was giving him.

"There's a lot more where that came from, if you're willing to continue." I said.

"Thanks, but I think I should be paying you."

"Nope. The pleasure was almost all mine, and besides, you need the cash remember?"

"Right. Well, I can tell you this, I will definitely be back."

Dave shook my hand again and I gave him a quick wink. After he left, I went back into the house to get my prize. I walked over to the bookcase and shut off the video camera that I had hidden before he got there. From a well-concealed spot at an angle, it had been recording the entire time. Now I had videotape of me giving the stud a great blowjob. Not only would I be able to sell copies of this treasure on the Internet, but I would also have a very nice souvenir for myself. I took the tape out and replaced it with a fresh tape for Dave's next visit, then popped Volume 1 of "Dave" into the VCR. I sat on the sofa and replayed the nearly forty-five minute tape. It wasn't too bad either. There were no close-ups of course, but you could still clearly see everything that was happening. I stroked my cock as I watched myself go down on Dave and play with his ass hole. I shot my load all over myself, letting ropes of cum splash across my abdomen. I was exhausted and very content, but I could barely wait until Dave's next visit.

To be continued...

I hope you have enjoyed part 1 of "Earning Extra Cash". Please stay tuned for other installments.

The G-Man