Date: Sun, 8 Nov 2015 21:09:30 +0000 (UTC)
From: David Hill <burgyhill@sky.com>
Subject: Cash for Liddy

Cash for Liddy

    16 year old Bradley Anderson had the hots for Mark Liddleton, nicknamed
Liddy by his friends. He spent many a happy hour wanking his cock imagining
having sex with him. It was unlikely it was going to happen for several
reasons.

    Bradley was one of the most gifted boys in school both academically and
physically. He was captain of the school's football and cricket teams and
played on the most of the other sporting teams as well. He was expected to
pass all his exams, which were about to commence and go on to sixth
form. He was also one of the best looking boys in school all the girls
fancied him and several had asked him to go out with them or tried to kiss
him, Bradley politely declined saying he was too busy with his studies.

    "Maybe when school is through", he told them.

    The main reason Bradley wasn't interested in the girls was the fact
that he was gay. Only one person knew of this, his neighbour and sex
partner, Phil Sumner. Bradley and Phil had been having sex for a little
over two years. It started with mutual masturbation before progressing to
frottage then about a year ago Phil bummed Bradley for the first time and
they started sucking each other over Christmas. They slept together most
Saturday nights at Phil's house as he had a double bed whereas Bradley only
had a single one in his bedroom. They also had sex after school several
times a week. Both sets of parents suspected that something was going on
between their sons but never mentioned it to each other or anyone else.

    To be honest Phil was in love with Bradley, on the other hand Bradley
while deeply enjoying the sex with Phil had his eyes on different
boys. Phil like Bradley was gifted academically and was expected to go on
to university. Bradley and Phil's parents lived in one of the most affluent
parts of town and were fairly well off, showering their only child with all
sorts of gifts and cash.

    The type of boy Bradley was attracted to was right at the opposite end
of the social spectrum. Mark Liddleton lived on a rough council estate with
his parents and five siblings. They barely had any money and neither parent
worked. Mark looked scruffy and was unlikely to go any further with his
education once school came to an end. He would struggle to find work and
more than likely would live off benefits.

    Bradley and Mark were hardly friends, while they knew each other
through school they never associated outside of it. This did not stop
Bradley fancying the pants off his school contemporary.

    While Bradley imagined having sex with Mark while masturbating and even
sometimes when he was having sex with Phil he never thought he would be
able to get Mark to do anything with him. He was pretty sure Mark was
straight, although he did not have a girlfriend he was always associating
with the girls at school. Bradley thought and thought of a reason to get
Mark to have fun with him but could just not think of one, he could hardly
walk up to him at school and ask him for a shag.

    It was only a couple of weeks to the end of term with the exams about
to start and time was fast running out on any hope of Bradley getting into
Mark's pants. One school ended their paths may never cross again. Then a
mishap happened to Mark and Bradley seized his chance.

    It was Friday the end of the school day and week, Bradley was walking
along the corridor towards the exit to head home. He was looking forward to
having a wank when he got home. Phil had a dentist appointment and was then
going out with his parents so they would not he having sex this
evening. Just up the corridor from Bradley some of the other guys were
fooling around, just horseplay. When Mark was pushed to the ground and as
he got up he stumbled and ripped his pants much to the amusement of his
friends.

    "Shit", said Mark, "It's my only pair. What am I going to wear next
week".

     While laughing with the others Bradley had a sudden thought both him
and Mark were of similar size and his clothes would easily fit Mark.

    "You could have one of my spare pairs if you like. Won't need them soon
anyway", Bradley said.

    "Could I", Mark replied surprised at the gesture from someone who was
hardly his friend.

    "Sure", said Bradley, "Walk home with me and I will get you a pair".

    So Mark alongside Bradley in the fifteen minute walk to his parents'
house. They spoke of things about school as they did not really have much
in common. Soon they were turning into Bradley's street.

    "Isn't it posh round here", Said Mark with a hint of jealousy.

    "It's nice", replied Bradley, not sure how to respond.

    Bradley unlocked the door with his key and ushered Mark into the house
and up to his room. While Mark removed his ripped pair of pants Bradley
took his time retrieving a pair from his wardrobe, glancing at Mark as he
did. Bradley's cock started to stiffen as he looked at Mark stood there in
his underwear. Bradley turned towards Mark and handed him the pants. Mark
pulled them on. They were slightly tight but would do for a couple of
weeks. Bradley was unable to stop himself he reached out and gave Mark's
crotch a quick squeeze before withdrawing his hand.

    "Why you do that", asked Mark puzzled.

    "Sorry", said Bradley shaking his head and looking away.

    Then the truth suddenly dawned on Mark.

    "You're a puff", Mark said firmly.

    "No", replied Bradley.

    "Yes you are. You've got a boner through touching me", Mark said as he
pointed at Bradley's obvious arousal.

    "Can't wait to tell the lads at school on Monday, Bradley Anderson is a
fucking bent bastard queer", Mark said with a degree of confidence.


    Bradley started to swell up and did his best not to cry but Mark could
tell that his statement had deeply affected Bradley.


    "Please don't", begged Bradley.

    "No way don't think I'm going to be able to stop myself from telling
everyone you're a faggot", Mark responded enjoying the feeling of the
sudden power he had over his more gifted school mate.

    "I will do anything if you promise not to tell", Bradley pleaded.

    "It's going to cost you", Mark said holding his hand out.

    Bradley picked up his wallet from his dressing table and with his back
turned to Mark and pulled out a twenty pound note. He turned and handed it
Mark.

    Mark's eyes opened up with delight. Twenty pounds was a lot of money to
him he barely had a couple of quid in his pocket most days.

    "That will do for now though I may need reminding to keep my mouth
shut. Shall we make this a weekly arrangement", Mark said threateningly.

    It wasn't the money Bradley could easily afford to give Mark a hand-out
every week it was just the humiliating position of being blackmailed.

    "Think I better leave now", said Mark as he turned towards the bedroom
door.

    "Wait", said Bradley.

    "Why?", asked Mark, "I don't want to catch the gay disease off you".

    "Can I just see your undies again", Bradley said desperately.

    "Fuck off you queer", replied Mark, "You not checking me out".

    Bradley pulled out another twenty pound note from his wallet and held
it out.

    "Please just one more look", Bradley pleaded.

    Mark gulped he was desperate for the money but he was nervous of being
in the same room as Bradley. Reluctantly Mark took the money and popped the
button on his newly acquired pants so that his underwear was slightly
visible.

    "Satisfied", Mark said to Bradley.

    "Let me see them all", Bradley requested.

    Mark pulled his pants to rest on his thighs showing his cheap patterned
underwear to Bradley.

    Bradley took half a step towards Mark then Mark held out his palm
upright telling Bradley to stop.

    "Stop right there", Mark demanded.

    Bradley swallowed hard and pulled the twenty pounds note he suddenly
remembered he had from his trouser pocket.

    "Can I see your dick", Bradley asked.

    Mark looked at the money in Bradley's hand if Bradley gave it to him it
would total more than he had got last Christmas from all his presents off
his relatives.

    Mark snatched the money off Bradley.

    "If you ever tell anyone you are fucking dead", said Mark realising
that there was no one Bradley could really tell anyway.

    Mark slowly hooked his thumbs over his undies and gave Bradley a quick
glimpse of his flaccid dick before pulling his underwear back up.

    "That wasn't long enough", Bradley said.

    Mark sighed before again pulling his undies down giving Bradley a good
look at his cock and balls. Bradley's cock throbbed as he stirred intently
at Mark's genitals.

    "Can I have a little feel", Bradley begged.

    "No fucking way", said Mark angrily.

    Bradley pulled two more twenties from his wallet and held them out to
Mark. As Mark took them Bradley reached out and ran his hand over Mark's
cock and balls. Gently he frisked his dick causing it to start to
stiffen. Bradley continued to feel Mark up until he became rock hard. He
tickled his balls with the tips of his fingers. Bradley's own cock was
painfully stiff in the confines of his school pants and with his free hand
he managed to undo his button and coax the zipper down. He freed it from
his underwear and pulled it out it stood out and proud pointing straight
towards Mark. Bradley continued to rub his hand all over Mark's cock and
balls both their dicks were now so hard they hurt.

     "Feel mine", Whispered Bradley.

    Mark shook his head.

     Bradley took hold of Mark's dick and started to wank it. Mark's dick
throbbed as Bradley moved his fingers up and down his cock manipulating the
foreskin.

    "Do me", Bradley said.

    Again Mark shook his head. Bradley let go of Mark's cock and walked to
his wallet he pulled out a fifty pound note. Mark gasped he had never seen
a fifty before.

    "Play with my dick", said Bradley as he handed Mark the note.

    Mark quickly snatched it off Bradley and stuffed it in his
pocket. Bradley started to feel Mark's cock again with his other hand he
took hold of Mark's hand and brought it to his cock and pushed it against
it. Mark started to move his hand over Bradley's dick which was already
rock hard from the expected groping it was about to receive. Mark wanted to
stop but knew he had to do it for a little while longer to give Bradley his
money's worth. The two boys stood there feeling each other up.

    "Wank me off", Bradley said quietly.

    Mark was about to refuse but Bradley spoke again.

    "I will give you another fifty", Bradley said.

    Reluctantly Mark took Bradley's hard cock between his thumb and
forefinger and started to pull on it up and down. Bradley closed his eyes
and moaned as he enjoyed Mark tossing him. Bradley continued to play with
Mark's cock and balls as his cock became harder and harder as Mark wanked
him. Mark was willing Bradley to hurry up and cum as he tossed him off.

    Bradley was in ecstasy feeling up the boy of his dreams while his cock
was being wanked. He did not know what felt better him feeling Mark or
being wanked by him. He had imagined this many times while having sex with
Phil. Bradley was getting closer and closer towards orgasm.

    Bradley moaned out loud as Mark jerked him off.

    "I'm getting close", gasped Bradley.

    Bradley rubbed his hand over Mark's cock and balls more tightly as he
approached his peak.

    "Gonna cum", shouted out Bradley.

    As soon as the first spurt erupted from Bradley's cock Mark jumped back
and Bradley quickly reached down and pulled on his cock as several more
spurts blasted through the air and landed on his bedroom carpet.

    Bradley still had his eyes closed as he came down off his high.

    "You owe me fifty quid", said Mark.

    Bradley smiled at Mark and went for his wallet. There were two fifty
pound notes left. He pulled them out and handed them to Mark whose eyes
were wide open at that amount of money.

    "Let me finish you off", said Bradley.

   Mark shook his head.

    Bradley kept hold of one note and handed the other to Mark. With a look
of desperation Mark spoke.

    "Okay. Only be quick as I have to go", Mark said.

    Bradley quickly moved towards Mark and took hold of his cock and after
a few seconds of rubbing his hand over it started to milk Mark. As his cock
became stiff Bradley moved his hand up and down faster still. Mark cock
throbbed as Bradley wanked him. Unknown to Bradley no one had ever touched
Mark's cock other than him and the feeling was slightly pleasurable to Mark
even though he had no feelings towards boys whatsoever.

    Mark's dick was getting harder as Bradley moved his hand up and down
faster and faster and then quick as a flash Bradley dropped to his knees
and plunged his lips round Mark's cock. Mark gasped as his prick got sucked
for the first time in his life. The feeling felt amazing to Mark and he
could not help himself he placed his hands on either side of Bradley's head
and help guide his mouth up and down his shaft. As Bradley moved his mouth
along Mark's cock Mark started to move his hips pumping his cock in and out
of Bradley's mouth. Mark's cock throbbed as he moved closer and closer to
the point of no return.

    "I'm gonna cum", shouted Mark.

    Mark was expecting Bradley to release his cock but Bradley's clasped
his lips tighter on his cock and sucked even harder. Mark started to spunk
and still Bradley didn't stop. Not until Bradley was sure he had drained
every drop of spunk from Mark's balls did he stop only then only gently
releasing Mark's penis in fact it took Mark to push him away before Bradley
rocked back on his knees. As Bradley sat there contemplating Mark pulled
his pants up and fastened them up.

    "I've got to go", said Mark as he made for the door.

   "Oh and thanks for the pants", he added.

    Bradley listened as he heard Mark run down the stairs and out the front
door.

THE END.

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