Date: Thu, 19 Dec 2013 08:38:06 -0800 (PST)
From: P G <phoenixfire543@yahoo.com>
Subject: Straight Boy Bottom: Chapter 12

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