Date: Tue, 24 Jan 2017 19:26:16 +0000 (UTC)
From: D One <doned88@yahoo.com>
Subject: Easy Money

EASY MONEY

"It's ok, just go for it" Clayton advised. It was past midnight and the
folks were sleeping. Carl, his brother was in his room, probably playing
video games under the blanket.

Manny was horny as usual just about to rub himself into a world of pleasure
when the phone signaled.

"Shit man, what if..." he started to say.

"I do it every week. He'll give me an extra 20 if you start goin. I'll
split it with you" Clayton promised.

"Shit man I get so horny, one of the days they'll find out" Manny had said
to Clayton as they sat on the wall outside the building. "And if Carl
catches me he'll tell them"

"Do what I do..." Clayton described where he went weekly since finding the
ad. "Man it's almost 100 a month and it feels great"

Manny listened in the darkness. Hearing no sounds from the adjoining
bedrooms, he pulled on his gym shorts and tank top. Tying his tennis shoes,
he figured if anyone caught him, he'd just say he had to jog to calm down
or something.

The window was on the ground floor and easy to climb through landing on the
patio outside. The fence creaked as he opened it. Manny paused in case they
heard it. Seeing nobody's bedroom lights turn on, he proceeded to where his
bike was left.

Peddling fast in the night felt good. The cool air brushed across his bare
arms and legs, some in his shorts. Nobody would see his erection; he almost
wanted to jack it as he rode. Instead he focused on the alley he knew would
take him to the distant cul de sac.

The house was dark. He put the bike behind the fence and slowly went to the
basement door. It opened to his touch.

The text had instructed him. Manny texted that he was coming. He was
expected.

The room had a blue light on, barely illuminating the area. There was a bed
and some other kind of platform. Things on the wall were mounted. He saw
dildos there. There were other items that made him almost leave.

But Clayton had warned him about them and said it would be ok.

Manny lay on the bed and put the blindfold on. There was a creaking sound
which made his heartbeat faster but he inhaled and let the air out, trying
to relax.

"Hi" the voice was quiet and deep. Manny nodded and responded similarly.

"Let's see if you're ready...oh yea you definitely are ready. First time
will be fast I'm betting. Second time more slowly, third time will take
longer, I'll keep goin until you are empty, ok?"

Manny nodded. He had masturbated a few times trying to see how many he
could times his body would respond.

"May take me some time in-between" he sighed feeling the hands on his bare
legs which made his erection twitch.

"Just do it yourself?" the voice asked

"Yes Sir" he said remembering Clayton said saying "sir" was a good idea.

"Nice, so we'll take you in hand" the voice chuckled at his own joke as his
hands pulled Manny's gym shorts down his legs.

"Let's get you comfortable" his hands lifted the tank top so Manny sat
upwards and soon was naked.

His erection was leaking. Manny had fantasized guys he had seen even his
friends including Clayton doing what was about to happen. But he had only
masturbated himself, until now.

"Since this is your first time I'll compensate you ten for each time, ok?
And we'll keep going until you can't"

Manny nodded trying to imagine the body of the man whose hands were now
moving over his body.

It was a football player he had thought about, or that diver at the
Olympics or the kid on the swim team.

Manny felt the fingers pulling on his nipples. It hurt a little but excited
him more. The fingers lifted his ball sac and slide underneath.

"Nice and smooth" the voice said as the finger moved underneath.

Manny started to object but the fingertip had arrived and teased the tight
puckered butthole. It felt warm, wet, nice. Manny relaxed.

"Good let me take care of you" the voice said as the finger moved inside
just enough to let Manny feel his muscle surround it. The finger massaged
inside.

"Nice, gonna take time"

Manny loved the strong hand and fingers move over his thighs, massaging,
his flat belly and his chest where rising pectorals had begun thanks to the
weight lifting he had only recently started.

"You're gonna be a very hot man" the voice complimented him.

Manny muttered "thank you sir"

The oil was warm. The fingers moved it over his body sending both warmth
and a chill through his body.

Manny was naked in front of another person, an unseen man, a gay guy, an
older man. Clayton hadn't told him details only that it would be the best
time he had ever had with another person. But he had only imagined another
person until now.

The finger moved back to its familiar place while other fingers moved to
his erection which already felt like it was pouring out precum.

The hand took over and almost made Manny shoot the enjoyable streams out
into the air. But then the finger moved from his hole to pressing against
his taint and Manny stopped.

"See? I can control you" the voice said, deeper and more
authoritative. "You like me controlling you boy don't you"

"Yes Sir" Manny said it without thinking. The words came from somewhere in
his brain.

"Good boy, it's going to be a long night"

When he was allowed to, the orgasm was explosive, the streams unending and
the amount of cum that landed on his fact, chest and belly warmer than he
had felt before. His penis, though softening continued to pour out liquid.

Manny feared he was pissing and being disgusting.

"Nice kid, just relax"

Manny calmed down, his body still feeling the orgasm sensation. His gut
calmed. His legs which trembled during the explosive event had already
returned to normal.

A cloth, warm and wet moved over him. The man was cleaning his cum from his
body.

"You make me want to shoot all over you, like that boy?" the voice said

"Yes Sir" Manny replied amazed his softening cock was hardening

"I see you do" the voice said and then chuckled

He heard the man breathing hard. Manny thought he'd soon be showered with
another person's cum. He wondered how that would feel, if the stuff would
land on his face too.

"Not yet" The voice said "Your turn again I suspect"

The voice didn't hesitate. His hand was back on Manny's growth and
massaging more quickly than before making the erection get even harder.

"Let's see if this helps"

Fingers went to his nipples now, not just playing but pulling and
twisting. Manny reacted but the fingers didn't stop.

"Just enjoy all the sensations kid" the voice instructed

Manny replied "Yes Sir" which seemed to make the fingers squeeze harder.

"Yea its working isn't it boy?"

Manny nodded. He felt his piss slit oozing again. He wanted to cum and
almost begged. But he knew the voice was in charge and controlled him.

"Just do what he says, it'll be amazing" Clayton promised

Manny was a naked boy there for the unseen man to play with, teach, control
and milk.

The second orgasm wasn't as explosive but streams bulged the tubes inside
him and escaped when the controlling hands milked him.

Manny panted longer this time. The voice didn't respond at first then Manny
heard some curses and felt the liquid land on his face.

His mouth, still open as he panted swallowed some and he felt it land on
his arms, hands and legs. He imagined the streams shooting across the room
at his targeted body.

Again and again it landed on him.

"Go ahead taste it, I'm clean" the voice grunted.

Manny licked his lips. The man's jizz tasted much like his own. He heard
the man still panting and felt more splatters.

Manny was happy his actions had excited another person like that.

"Nice kid nice. Are we through?"

Manny thought about the twenty dollars he had just earned.

"One time I made forty dollars in one session" Clayton had bragged.

Manny shook his head "need to recharge first" he said

He heard the chuckle "me too"

Hands moved the puddles of sperm over Manny's body using it like oil. Manny
liked the fingers that massaged and explored him.

They went into his muscles, over his erect nipples, into his neck muscles
across his belly, around his genitals and into his butthole.

Manny felt his butthole, still open swallow more than one finger now. He
felt it move around pressing against something, probably his prostate. He
had tried to massage it when he masturbated.

"There, relax a bit, Nap if you want, we're not through"

Manny let the hands move the wet cloth over him. He had slept and
remained. Fifty dollars would be in his hand soon.

The hands moved over him wanting to see if his penis would respond.

"Got to get ready for classes" Manny said hoping the man would tell him
otherwise, tie him in place, and treat him like the sex pig he felt like
now. Images of captured and tortured boys Manny had seen on the internet
flashed through his mind.

"Maybe next time we'll expand things a bit" the voice's finger moved inside
him. "I have some ways to get your body even more excited"

Manny was alone. He pissed in the nearby toilet. He wondered if the man was
watching and looked around for cameras. They were there.

He smiled and pulled on his shorts slowly bending over. The tank top tucked
into his waistband left him shirtless.

Manny straddled his bike and began the journey home. If any drivers in cars
that passed by him were looking they'd see his tented gym shorts as he
headed home to shower and see if another orgasm would be possible.

And he'd return when the text arrived with instructions. There would be
more than fifty dollars next time, he was determined.

He'd brag to Clayton about what he made that first time. But Manny was
ready to make far more than one hundred dollars a month.

He thought about the wall of toys he had seen. The images of the tortured
boys who smiled afterwards on the videos. Manny's cock begged for help as
he peddled, wishing he could turn back.

But he was not in control of what would happen and that excited him even
more.