Date: Mon, 23 Jun 2008 00:00:02 -0400
From: Tyler B. <foolin6906@hotmail.com>
Subject: paid in full 2

So apparently I mixed up some names during my writing of the first section
that I didn't catch in editing. the main character's name is Bill. I
appreciate the e-mails i've gotten regarding this story, glad to know other
people enjoy my work. :) anyway, here's part 2.


He moved his hand to my crotch now, grabbing and feeling. It didn't take
much to find what he was looking for. He took hold of my dick, stroking it
slowly. If I wasn't fully hard before I was now. He undid the button on my
pants. His massive fingers reached for my fly, pulling it down and reaching
inside. He kneeled down in front of me, playing with my cock slowly. He
pulled my jeans down to my feet, leaving me in my boxers in the chair. My
cock sat pressed up against my right leg in my underwear, the line of it
clearly sticking out. He unbuttoned my boxers and reached his pointer and
middle finger into the fly- he couldn't fit a third. He stroked the base of
my cock before pulling at it. He slowly pulled it out of my fly, barely
getting it to fit out.

And there it was-my dick. A solid 7.5 inches long with a 6 inch girth. Not
gigantic but I certainly never had any complaints from anyone who'd seen
it. He gripped it firmly, and it almost disappeared in his hand. He stroked
it slowly a few times, enjoying it. Finally he leaned over and began to
lick the head. This was his form of payment? Well...I didn't want to say
no. He sucked on the head and worked his way down until he was engulfing my
whole cock in his mouth. Now I'd been deep throated before but this guy
seemed like a pro. I never felt the back of his throat, unlike most times
I'd been sucked off I gagged the poor guy.

He worked me faster and faster, and I felt the familiar jingle in my balls
start up. "I'm getting ready to..." I trailed off. He just kept going. I
put my hand on his head and ran my fingers through his hair, I personal
turn on of mine. I started thrusting into his mouth as he slurped on my
cock. I pounded harder into him and I felt the tingly sensation rise start
rising up to my dick. "Almost there," I gasped out as I continued to face
fuck him. The tension rose up my dick to the tip and I knew I was going to
cum.

 "Here it...unnnnhhhhhh!" I let out as I blasted into his mouth. I pressed
down on the back of his head as I released. Three, four, five spurts of my
juice down his throat. I continued pumping into him until I was finally
finished, and I took my hands off of his head. "That was...amazing..." I
let out as he stood up. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand as he
swallowed the rest of my cum. That was probably the best head I'd ever
had. "So can we work something out?" he said as he sat back down. I myself
stood up. "Yeah, we can work something out," I said as I tucked my
deflating cock into my boxers. "I mean, that's not good for the whole $500,
but I can definitely count it towards that."

I bent down and picked up my jeans from the floor and hiked them up around
my waist. My half hard dick protruded over the fly as I pulled them up. I
looked at him as I buttoned them up, and his eyes were glued to my
projecting rod. I tucked myself into my jeans and zipped them up. "We have
a deal?" I asked, again extending my hand for a shake.

"Sure," he said, snapping out of his trance. He stood up and shook my hand,
this time looking me in the eye. "Just let me know exactly how you want
this to be done." "Ok," I said. "When can you come up to get the car?" I
asked. "Whenever you want," he said. "How's Saturday then?" I asked. I
glanced down at his crotch. I was trying to see if I could spot his
dick. If he was even remotely gay he had to be hard as a rock, and he'd
have to be to do something like this. I saw a faint outline go down his one
pant leg but nothing too giving. Damnit.

"I'll give you a call and we'll work out the time." I said as I walked him
to the front door and out onto the porch. "Ok man, thanks. See you
Saturday," he said. That big grin spread across his face, and it turned me
on again instantly. He walked back to his car, got in and left.

I thought over the next few days about what kind of a "payment plan" could
be worked out. I decided each blowjob was worth $25, so 20 in total, minus
the one he'd already given me. I assumed it would be head only, and didn't
really consider going any further with him. He did live a little far away
but I figured he could always come and visit for a weekend and make a few
"payments" over the weekend.

I thought it over and called Ethan and told him my idea and he agreed. I
also told him that no one in my family would be home Saturday to ride out
with me to drive me home, and I asked if he could take me home after. It
was my subtle way of asking for another payment. He agreed, saying his
friend was just dropping him off at the notary anyway and then heading
home. We met Saturday at the notary and did our thing, and he drove me back
to my house.

"So there's no one home at your house?" he asked as we left the
place. "Nope, not all day," I said. I looked down at his crotch, looking
for some kind of life, but to no avail. "Want me to come in for a little? I
have time," he said, not really looking at me but paying attention to the
road. "Sure," I said. I seemed a little cold this time, but maybe it was
because he was driving in a fairly unfamiliar area. "Ok," he said. I gave
him directions to my house from where we were and we made it in about 20
minutes. He pulled into the driveway and we made out way into the
house. Again we sat down at the kitchen table with a drink.

"So, where would you like to get down to business?" he asked as he finished
his iced tea. I thought for a second. I wasn't sure when anyone would be
home but I was sure it wouldn't be for a while. "We'll just go to my room,"
I said as I finished my drink. I led him up to my room. Here was the moment
of truth. I really wanted to do more than get head from him, but I felt
like anymore than our business agreement would turn it into something where
he didn't owe me. I guess I'd wait and see what he wanted to do.  I stood
next to the bed. "Well, here we are," I said as I turned to him. Before I
could get another word out, he slid his large hands under my shirt and
lifted up. I put my arms up and he pulled my shirt off. He leaned over me
and began kissing my neck, and at the same time grabbing my already
hardening dick.

"Ethan..." I trailed off. I wanted it to remain just head, but I
couldn't. He kneeled in front of me again. He worked his way down my chest
with his tongue, flickering at my nipples, sucking on them lightly. He
undid my pants and pulled them to the floor. My cock was now raging behind
my tight boxer briefs, which clung to me tightly already. He played with my
cock behind its fabric curtain as he focused on my navel. My ass ached for
his cock now but I didn't want to ask him for it.

He pulled my underwear down with one quick tug, and my rock hard dick
sprung from its prison. He pushed me towards the bed. Stepping out of my
pants I followed his lead, and sat down on the edge. He put his hand on my
chest and nudged me backwards so that I was now lying on the bed with my
feet off the side and on the floor. He wasted no time on my cock. Taking
the base in his big hands, he dove down on the head and quickly the whole
thing disappeared in his mouth. He quickly picked up pace and I could feel
myself ready to explode already. "Slow down," I whispered in between gasps
of pleasure. He slowed his pace slightly but continued taking all of me
in. after only a few minutes I could feel myself ready to burst.

The tingles started up my cock again. "Here it comes," I moaned out. He
placed his hand under my butt, grazing around my hole lightly before
withdrawing. I don't know if he changed his mind or what, but I longed for
him to do it. I placed my hand on the back of his head again and held him
down, his lips around the very base of my cock. I thrusted into him one
last time until I began spurting down his throat, coming in his mouth in
waves. When I was finally done done I took my hand off the back of his head
and he lifted off of me.

"Once, again...amazing," I let out between sighs as I propped myself up on
my elbows on the bed. Ethan sat back on the floor on his knees, still
trying to down my cum. "It wasn't that much," I said, a smile spreading
across my face. "It was enough," he managed out, that infectious smile
across his face again. I stood up, my slowly deflating cock hanging over my
balls. I ran my hand over my short, neatly trimmed pubic air. I looked at
Ethan, whose eyes were glued to my cock. "Now I caught you looking," I said
with a small laugh. His gaze broke, this time looking me in the eye. "When
can you come up next?" I asked. I walked over towards him for my clothes
which were next to him. My cock was now at his face level, and he was glued
to it again.

"Like it that much?" I asked as I picked up my underwear and slid into
them. I searched the crotch of his jeans for any sign of a raging hard on
but got nothing. "Just admiring my job," he said. He stood up. I finally
saw something of an erection on him, I think. He couldn't be small, could
he? Wow that was shallow. Not that it mattered because I wouldn't be
handling his dick. "I have to go," he said. He stepped towards me, grabbing
my junk and stroking it once or twice. "Ok," I said. "I'll talk to you
later for further arrangements?" I said. "Yeah." He paused for a second,
like there was something else he wanted to do. He grazed my crotch one last
time before turning and leaving.  Little did I know this was the last time
his payments would be anything but or this simple.