Date: Fri, 26 Jan 2001 18:48:46 -0500
From: G -Man <imastud_boy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Earning Extra Cash - Part 1

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.

To see a list of my other stories, please go to the Nifty Archive and click
on AUTHORS, then scroll down until you see G-Man.  Enjoy.........



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