Date: Wed, 25 Jul 2007 10:25:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Anthony Borgado <bicuriousnfl2443@yahoo.com>
Subject: Making Ends Meets

This is a story about sex between men of relation. Their sex is unprotected
for illustrative purposes, but you should always be safe.  If this is not
to your liking, then read no further.  If it turns you on, then unzip,
relax and stroke away because here it cums!

       My name is Tony and I had just recently moved out of my parents'
house and gotten a place of my own. I turned 18 and decided now was the
time to get out. The plan was to work full-time during the summer after
high school graduation and then work part-time in the fall while I take
classes at the local junior college. When I was going to take classes, my
parents would help out somewhat financially. My parents were loaded with
money, but had always made me work for everything and not take anything for
granted. So, when I moved out, I was determined to do it all on my own, and
not ask for any assistance. I got a decent little apartment on the other
side of town-not in the best of neighborhoods, but it served my purpose.
       A few weeks went by and I still hadn't found a job. I ended up
having to settle for a minimum wage job, working 40-50 hours a week. A few
more weeks went by, and I was beginning to realize that even though I was
working so many hours, I wasn't making enough money to pay rent and
utilities. I refused to go to my parents for help. I spent a lot of time
going through the classifieds, seeing if there was anything that would pay
better. Finally, I was looking through the ads and saw one that said,
"Performers needed....will pay much $$$..." Interested and desperate, I
called the number from the ad and the guy wanted to interview me before
making a decision. I wrote down the address and got dressed somewhat
nicely-nice dress shirt, dark dress pants, and black shoes. I drove to the
location and parked around back as I was instructed. I knocked on the back
door, and it opened up to show a very professional businessman-type guy. He
seemed to glance me over, then asked, "You Tony?" "Yeah," I answered. "Well
come on in....I'm Mike," he responded. "Good to meet you, Mike." He led me
to a small office around the corner and told me to have a seat. He sat down
behind the desk.  Mike: "So, I'm guessing you're in need of a little extra
cash I take it?"  Me: "Yeah, I just moved out on my own and I can't seem to
make enough money to cover bills," Mike: "Well with this job, you will
probably be making a lot more money than you're used to."  Me: "I meant to
ask you on the phone....what exactly is this job?"  Mike: (Smiling) "Are you
pretty open-minded?"  Me: "Right now I have to be. I have bills to pay."
Mike: "Good. Follow me."
       I follow Mike down a series of halls until it finally opens up to
much larger room. I can hear loud music coming from a series of large
speakers, and see a large stage in the middle of a room with men sitting
around it. I realize it's a strip club; I figure I'm getting hired for a
waiter or bartender position. As the music picks up, a stripper walks on
stage and begins to dance. It takes me a second to realize the stripper's a
guy! He starts to gyrate and pull off his clothes. Mike points to the
stripper, "That's what you would be doing." I'm taken aback; not knowing
how to feel. I watched the stripper as he danced for the guys around the
stage and found my cock growing in my pants. "I need to think about this,
Mike" "That's fine...take some time to think about it and get back to me,"
he responded.
	I leave and go home. So many things were running through my mind
right now. I need the money, but it's working for a gay strip club. Would I
be gay if I did it? I decide to check out some gay porn, so I go searching
online. I find some clips of guys sucking each other and fucking in the
ass. I find my cock raging hard and I have to jerk off watching those
scenes. I continue to do this for the next couple days. I finally realize I
might be bisexual. Now, I find myself getting turned on thinking about
dancing for those guys, their eyes wanting my body. I convince myself to
take the job. I called Mike and told him I'll do it. He said great and for
me to come that night to the club to do my first show. I got in the shower
and shaved pretty much my entire body; the only hair I had left was on my
head. I got out of the shower and looked myself over: not the tallest guy,
but I'm in shape, nice developed pecs, smooth stomach, good-sized biceps,
nice tan, pretty decent sized cock at 7 inches, and cute little bubble
butt. I threw on some jeans and a shirt and headed to the club. I walked in
and Mike showed me to the dressing room. Other guys were in there getting
dressed. I noticed all the nicely toned bodies and huge dicks hanging. "We
have to get you a costume," Mike said. I looked through all the costumes on
the rack and decided on a Zorro-type outfit. The reason I picked it was
because there was a mask which would help me from being found out. I
slipped on a black thong, pull away black-pants, black cape, black hat,
black mask that covered only the eyes, and a fake sword. Before I knew it,
Mike was saying I was up next. "Any advice?," I asked. "Go with the flow,
make them want more, and mainly have fun," he advised. I took a deep breath
and walked out there.
	The lights were darkened as I walked on stage. I turned my back to
the audience and waited for the music to start. The music opened up with a
slower Mexican style type intro, reminiscent of Zorro. I walked slowly
around the stage, sword pointed at the audience, climbed up the pole, and
spun around as I slowly slid down. As the intro faded away, I tossed my
sword to the side. The lights brightened and a more modern, faster beat,
salsa-style song came on. I danced against the back mirror, watching the
eyes on me. I took off the cape and tossed it to the side. I walked towards
the front of the stage, and bills started flying at me. I bent over and
shook my ass towards the men. I got on my knees and started crawling
away. I stood up and pulled off my pants; now wearing only a black thong
and short black boots. I grinded my cock against the pole and then bent
over with my ass against it, shaking. I decided now was the time to make
rounds. I walked around and almost every guy was asking for a stage
dance. I would go to each guy, pull their head forward, gyrate in front of
them, then turn around on my knees, pull my thong tight, and shake my ass
in their face. I could feel the dollar bills running down my ass between my
cheeks. I even let them get a playful slap in. Then, I would pull out the
side of my thong and let them put some cash in. Finally, after I made my
rounds, I walked off the stage to the sound of loud cheers and
applause. Mike was there to greet me. "That was awesome man. You are
definitely hired." Exhausted, I headed out the door and went home. I
counted all the cash and realized I had made about $250 in 20 minutes. I
couldn't believe it! And man was I horny as hell!
	I danced a few nights a week for the next couple weeks, making
great money. One night, Mike pulls me aside and says, "Hey, I'm gonna let
you in on a little secret...when a customer wants a private dance in the
back, some of the guys have been making even more money by offering sexual
favors...you know, like a handjob or blowjob or something. If you really
wanna make money, there are condoms and lube there too." I think about it
and it really sounds intriguing. So, as I give my stage dances, I lean in
and whisper if they want a private dance. Every now and then, a guy is
willing to spend the extra money for a more intimate encounter. I lead them
to the very back into a private room with a small bed. For a normal private
dance, I strip down and grind my ass on their cock through their pants,
dancing around all seductively. Eventually I had a guy ask me how much it
would cost for a blowjob. I decided to go for it and said $50. He said done
and pulled down his pants and out popped his hard on. I got down there and
sucked it, but had him shoot in my hand. He thanked me and left. I
continued to do that and eventually had a guy ask me if he could fuck
me. He was pretty hot so I agreed and told him $100. He lubed up his cock
and I lubed up my ass. I put a condom on him and sat down on it. This was
the first time I had ever been fucked and it hurt so bad at first, but
eventually became really pleasurable. I rode his dick until he came and
then he left. I was making really good money between dancing and "helping
my fellow man out."
       I went to visit my parents after a while to see how they were
doing. I knocked on the door but no one answered. I walked in and around
the house, saying "hello?" I walked upstairs and peeked in all the
bedrooms. I finally peeked in my parents' bedroom and caught my dad lying
on his bed jerking off. He was completely naked with a magazine blocking
his sight to the door. I watched as he stroked probably the biggest cock I
had ever seen. It was like 10" long and so damn thick! My cock became
instantly hard and I rubbed myself through my jeans. I saw him hasten his
pace on his cock and eventually blew a load all over himself. I tip-toed
back downstairs and opened and slammed the door loudly as if I had just
came in. A few minutes later, my dad walked down, shirtless, in a pair of
loose shorts. "Hey son. How are you?" "Good Dad. You busy?" "Not really. I
just finished what I was doing." I smiled to myself. "So are you needing
money, Tony?" "No, Dad, I'm doing great right now." "Good to hear, son,
good to hear. Your mom's out of town this weekend, so you wanna do
something tonight?" "I'd love to Dad, but I'm working." "Oh well, maybe
another time then." We visited for a while but I couldn't stop thinking
about my dad's cock. When I went home, I immediately had to jerk off.
	Later on that night, I showed up to work. I was unusually horny
tonight, probably from my dad's private show. I dressed up and got ready to
go on stage. I was now announced as "Zorro" when I danced. When the lights
eventually came on, I danced my way around the stage. I got to the last
side, and looked down and saw my dad sitting there! I immediately felt
embarrassed and ashamed but realized he couldn't tell who I was. I started
to have some fun with it and directed most of my dancing towards him. It
looked like he liked what he saw and was really getting turned on. I saw
him break out some money and went over and gave him a stage dance. Shaking
my ass a little longer and letting him get a little closer than the usual
customers. I turn around and leaned down and whispered, "You want a private
dance?" "Absolutely," he responded. I led him to the back and sat him down
as I pulled the curtain. I started dancing very sexily towards him. I
spread my legs and bent over completely, jiggling my ass about a foot away
from his face and slowly pulling down my thong. I could feel his fingers
slightly graze my legs. I turned around and rubbed my hands up his legs and
thighs. I turned back around and placed my ass against his bulge and
grinded into it. It was so damn big! I hopped up on him and straddled him
and rubbed my ass up and down his hard-on through his pants. I felt his
fingers gently rub my ass cheeks. He leaned in and whispered, "You are so
hot." I whispered back, "you are too." He said, "How much for a blowjob?" I
said, "for you.....free." I hopped off and unbuttoned his pants, then
unzipped them and pulled them down. The head of his cock was poking out of
the top of his boxer briefs as I pulled his pants off his feet. It was
immense! I unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off, along with his
undershirt. I stood there admiring my dad's almost naked body. I kneel down
between his legs and slowly pull his boxer briefs down, kissing his cock as
I do. I pull them completely off and throw them to the side. I lick his
cock up and down and all around covering all of it. I lick his big
beautiful smooth balls. I see the large amount of precum and taste it. I
wrap my hand around the base of his shaft, nearly needing two hands, and
stroke him, licking up the precum as it comes out. I flick my tongue around
the sensitive underside of his head and hear him moan. I look up and see
him staring at me as I taste his cock. I stick his large head in my mouth
and suck on it as I stroke his long shaft. Then I pull it out and tell him
he has such a big cock. He said he knows...no one's ever been able to
deepthroat him. I look him in the eyes then open my mouth wide and put his
head back in my mouth. Then, I start to take him down my throat, inch by
inch, going slowly to let my throat adjust to his size. I get about 8
inches down and then have to stop. I relax further and push harder. I get
another inch in. One more inch to go. I take a deep breath through my nose
and push a little harder and get the last inch in. I hold it there to let
him know what it feels like to have his huge cock deepthroated. "Oh my god!
You are amazing!" he says. I start to bob up and down on his cock, rubbing
his balls. I bob furiously because I'm so hungry for his cock. I swirl my
tongue around the underside of his shaft. My hand strokes matching the
motion of my mouth. You can hear the loud slurping noises in the room and
the moans from both me and my dad. I pull his cock out and slap it against
my tongue.
       Then he asks, "How much would it cost for me to lick your ass?" I
say, "nothing" I swing my legs around and put my ass in his face. I can
feel his warm tongue licking up and down between my cheeks and flicking my
tight hole. I push his cock back down my throat and suck the hell out of
his cock. He's squeezing my cheeks together and then pulling them apart. He
starts tongue-fucking my ass and it feels great. My ass nearly grinding his
face and his cock impaling my throat. He slips a finger in my hole and then
another. He finger fucks me while licking around it. Then he asks, "How
much would it cost for me to fuck you in this beautiful ass?" I say, "still
nothing." I pull his cock out of my mouth and stand up and grab the bottle
of lube and a condom. "Can we not use a condom? It's so much more sensitive
going bareback." Lost in a fit of lust, I say, "Whatever you want." I pour
the lube on his cock and stroke it, making it super slick. He grabs the
bottle and pours it on my ass, fingering it nice and deep, using three
fingers. "I have to get you stretched some for my big cock," he says
smiling. I push him back on his back and straddle him. I can feel his cock
shaft rubbing between my cheeks. I lean forward and let the head rub
against my hole. When it gets in the right position, I slowly sit back on
it. "Ohhh godddd!!! It's huge!!" Determined, I push down farther and
farther until his cock is buried in my ass. "Damn your ass is tight!!" he
says. I start bouncing up and down on his cock, riding it good. I put my
hands on his chest to use it to push off of. He reaches up and grabs my
ass, lifts me up, and puts me against a wall. I wrap my legs around his
hips and my arms around his neck. He holds me against a wall, fucking
me. "Oh fuck!!" I scream. He sets me down and I pull my legs back towards
my head as he pumps his tool in and out of me. "You have one hot ass, kid."
"You have one big cock, man" He flips me over onto all fours and grabs my
hips and fucks me from behind, playfully slapping my ass. Spreading my
cheeks, he watches his cock pump in and out of me; I can feel his large
heavy balls slap against mine. I push back into his cock as he plunges into
me. "I want you on top now," he says. I get him to sit with his back
against the wall, and I straddle him again. I resume bouncing up and down
on his swollen cock. I put his hands on my ass and say, "Move me how you
want me." I squeeze my ass cheeks to make it even tighter. "ohhhh
fuccckkkk," he says. He lifts me up and down just how he likes it. "I'm
gonna cum," he says. I said, "I want you to cum deep in my ass." He moaned
and I could feel his cock tense. I bounce harder and faster to get him to
blow his load. "I'm cummminnnnnnggggggg....." he groans. I can feel his hot
cum shoot deep inside me, rope after rope. I can feel it dripping out and
down his cock. I keep riding him to milk every last bit out. He nearly
collapses when he finishes. "That was awesome...when do you work again?" "I
work Friday, Saturday, and Sunday nights." "I'll see you tomorrow night
then," he says. "I'll be looking forward to it," I answer back.