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Subject: <0 0> Tokens
Date: 21 Sep 1994 12:25:03 -0400
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TEN TOKENS
Our bowling alley also has a long row of arcade games. I love arcade
games, but they are expensive to play. I only get a small allowance every
week and always run out of money on the first night. All I can do is stand
around and watch my friends play. This isn't much fun. My name is Mark. I
just had my sixteenth birthday.
One night when I was broke and wanting to play real bad, I asked one
of my friends, who always seemed to have a lot of tokens, if he had a job
or a bigger allowance than myself. He told me that Mike, the bowling alley
manager, gave him tokens for body work. I wouldn't mind doing some
odd jobs around the bowling alley getting paid in tokens. I went to the
counter to talk with Mike. Mike was in his thirties. A real nice guy.
I felt if there was work available, I'd get the job.
"Hi, Mike! I heard sometimes you occasional work around here and
pay off in arcade tokens. I'll do anything to be able to play more games."
Mike came around from behind the counter. "Sure! I pay a few boys
for body work."
"Body Work?"
"Yes!. Body work. Let's go someplace where we can talk."
Mike walked to the small locker room where bowling balls were kept.
I followed. There was no one there. We sat on the one flat locker bench.
Mike moved close to me. "First I've got to ask you some questions. How old
are you?" I told him I'd just had my sixteenth birthday.
"Have you ever done any body work?"
"What's body work?"
Mike grinned. "You don't know? Well then, I've got to ask you a
few personal questions. "Do you jack off?"
"Of course! But what has that to do.........."
"Have you ever fucked," interrupted Mike.
"No.! But what............."
Mike interrupted again. "O.K." You're a virgin boy, maybe still too
young to be introduced to something that will change you in to an
adult."
I felt mature for my age and that I knew what was going on in the
world.
As far as I was concerned I knew it all. Of course I had yet to fuck,
but I knew how. All I had to do was climb on a girl and put my penis
in her vagina.
Mike put his hand on my back and started to massage. It felt good.
"Since you haven't fucked," said Mike, your dick hasn't been
touched by anyone but yourself. That's the body work I offer.
I'll give your dick its first real feelings. Strong, good sensuous
feelings that you've never had. You'll really know what your body is
all
about when I finish. I'll pay you ten game tokens for every time."
Mikes hand had moved down to my thigh and gently stroked it. It kind
of
tickled. I really kind of wanted to pull away, but I didn't.
"You mean you want to show me things that I don't know. You'll
take my pants down and do things to me?"
Mike nodded. It's real life. I will show you how." Mike's hand moved
inward to my crotch and stroked. I gave a start and jumped up.
"Hey! No!"
"Before you leave, I just want you to think about it," said Mike.
"And
ten tokens for every night of body work."
I went home with Mike's words on my mind. I didn't feel right about
his
offer. In fact, I got kind of mad. At bed time, I crawled in and
started
to fondle myself and slowly jack off. As I ran my hand over my cock
and
balls, I wondered how it would feel if another hand was doing it. It
would certainly feel different. I finally came, wiped my dick, then
rolled over and pondered until I went to sleep.
The next night, I could only get a quarter to play in the video
games. It
was gone before I knew it. The night was young and I knew all I could
to
was stand behind someone and watch them have fun. I really had an
obsession
towards video games. I could never play long enough. I knew I could
always
do better the next game. If I kept trying I would beat all top
scores.
The idea of constantly playing to win wouldn't leave me. I just had
to
find some money so that I could play. I just didn't feel right doing
what
Mike wanted, but it would give me tokens.
"Mike. Can I earn some tokens?"
Mike's eyes roamed my body. He opened a drawer behind the counter,
fished out a key and gave it to me. "Go to the alley. This key fits
the back door to my office. Go in. I'll be there in a few minutes."
A dim light lit the door in the back alley. I inserted the key. My
hand paused on the door knob. I was not sure I really wanted to do
this. I knew that if I went in something was going to happen. How
was I going to feel about it? Would I feel guilty? How would I feel
different? The thought of ten tokens in my pocket made my decision.
I turned the latch and entered.
There was nothing special about the office. A cluttered desk with
phone. A file cabinet. There was carpet on the floor as well as an
overstuffed easy chair with a foot stool where Mike probably rested.
The door rattled and Mike entered. "No one will disturb us," he said.
"You're new. I'm going to slowly get you ready." Mike came over and
gave me a tight hug. His hands ran down my back feeling my butt
cheeks
through my pants. His hands traveled around to my front and gently
rubbed my crotch. It tickled and I half attempted to pull away.
"Come on, let's hold still," said Mike. "I'm going to work it up real
slowly." Slowly? It didn't take much rubbing til I was real hard as
his hand moved over my crotch.
Mike released his hugging grip, pulled the ottoman away from the easy
chair and sat on it. "Come here." I obeyed, and stood in front of
him at parade rest.
I was squeamish as I felt my belt being undone. Mike
was going to take my pants down and look at me. Guys had seen me
in the gym naked, but Mike was going to see me with a hard-on, and
he was going to touch me.
My pants top button was unsnapped and my zipper pulled down.
My pants were dropped to my ankles. I stood there in my white
briefs, my hardon poking against its basket. Mike's hand pressed
inward, feeling me through the cloth. I fidgited from the tickle.
"Relax," Mike said quietly.
Mike ran his hands around the band that held my briefs. He slowly
pulled downward. My first thought was, "NO!" I wanted to place my
hands to stop him. I didn't. My briefs were slipped down and I was
standing with my my balls, my hard-on, my crotch hair, everything
exposed. I felt so naked. I felt to embarrassed. I know my
face was beet red. I covered myself with my hands. Mike slowly
pulled them away. I felt a little better when Mike said, "Come on,
I'm a man too. I've got one just like you. We males just know how
to make each other feel good. What's wrong with that?"
Mike took my stem in his hand and slowly moved it back and
forth while his other hand gently felt my balls. I was caught between
a "real good" feeling and embarrassment. He stopped for a minute,
spittled his finger and ran it over my tip and down the backside as
well as doing a complete circle around its rim. "You have a real nice
dick," he said.
I have always been pleased with my cock. It's about 6 inches long,
real
smooth and nests in my silky blond crotch hair. When I'm hard, my
prick
points straight up to my belly button and my tip turns a purplish
color.
Sometimes it looks like it is going to explode. I know all of this
because I've played with myself and jacked off in front of a mirror.
I'd
never tell anyone this because it is so personal. But now, for the
first
time, I was being looked at and touched by someone else.
Mike pulled me closer, opened his mouth and put my prick inside. Some-
thing happened, causing a sensation I'd never felt before. I grabbed
Mike's head and started stroking his hair and guiding him to where I
was
even getting more pleasure. GOD! This was a new experience, I liked
it.
I wanted more. My qualms left. My modesty disappeared. All I wanted
was
more of his tongue.
Mike stopped. I didn't want him to. I wanted more.
He led me to the easy chair. Before I sat down he slipped my T-shirt
over
my head exposing my bare chest. Then he sat me down, removed my shoes
and
sox and pulled my pants completely off. I was sitting there completely
naked. My nude feeling left as his hand stroked and explored my prick.
It was really hard and throbbing. "Slide down and put your legs over
the chair arms."
I did as I was told. This completely spread my legs and exposed
everything.
Mike's mouth came down on my penis and I again grabbed and guided
his head. His hands left me for a moment, but his tongue was keeping
up
it's tempo. I really started to go crazy when I felt the first signs
of
my cum. It started deep inside my crotch and slowly started to work
upward, becoming more intense in its passing.
I started to wiggle. Mike saw my body signs. He pressed his finger
against
my asshole. He had greased it. This was a really a violation. A finger
up my ass? I wiggled more to try to expel it. But as I wiggled, it
slipped deeper. Did I want to stop it? Hell! I didn't know what I
wanted. It moved further. I kept wiggling. One hand pumped
me as I came. Cum flew everyhere, the finger in my butt tickling
out every last drop. I probably screamed with passion. I don't know.
I lay there panting, my penis semi-limp. I was out of it. Mike leaned
over and kissed me. I put my arms around him, hugged him and kissed
him back. Mike told me that there was one more thing he wanted to
do. The way I felt at the moment, I'd let Mike do anything he wanted.
He had me turn over and kneel on the chairs cushion my facing its back
as well as gripping there too. My butt was right at Mikes face. My
legs were spread. He ran his hands over my bare fresh boy butt cheeks.
His thumb and forefinger closed around just above my balls. They were
pulled down to where they pressed against the bottom of my sac and
firmly held. There was a strange movement deep in my crack. It wasn't
a finger. Christ! He was licking my asshole. Jesus! Hey!. I could not
move from my grasped balls. His saliva tongue slopped back and forth
over my pucker. Hey! This wasn't right but it got to feeling better
and better as my asshole started to relax.. My morals left me.
His tongue pushed into my asshole which was now only semi-protesting.
The next think I knew, I was completely limp back there. I couldn't
tighten up and his tongue did just whatever it felt like.
Seeing I was relaxed, Mike loosened his grip from my balls
and continued with no protest from me. Next came a finger massage.
First one finger, then two, slowly moving in and out.They spread to
see if my rim muscle would open just a bit wider.
My butt was feeling real strange when he finished. Kind of itching like
it needed more. A toweled hand wiped my crack. I knew everything was
over.
I stood. I embraced Mike. It felt kind of funny pressing my bare body
against his clothes. His hand ran down and gave my butt a final rub. I
dressed. Mike put ten tokens in my hand. I knew I'd be back to earn
more.
Now I could go and play the arcade games.
...the end.