Date: Tue, 7 May 2013 12:03:28 +0000
From: whiteryan65@gmail.com
Subject: Straight Broke Dudez ch 3

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STRAIGHT BROKE DUDEZ

PREVIOUS CHAPTER:

After getting himself as far as to phone the number of the advertisment in
Playboy, Gareth scored himself an interview with the company who placed it,
called Broke and Straight. He was very nervous, as any sixteen year old boy
would be, because he knew the job had something to do with porn. He calmed
himself down by believing that he could fuck any girl or woman that they
would expect him to, and that for easy cash. However, when he was
introduced to Broke and Straight's receptionist, Tash, and the owner of the
company, Mr Xavier, Mr X for short, Gareth to his shock found out that
Broke and Straight was a mobile website for GAY pornography between teenage
boys. Especially teenage boys who were broke and needed money, and who
would have gay relations on camera for money. Gareth couldn't go through
with it and ran out of the company as fast he could, however, the Head of
the school, Mr Daniels, called him later in the week and told him that his
schoolfees hadn't been paid for over three months, and unless his family
paid the outstanding amount, Gareth wouldn't be able to write his exams,
meaning he would be failing his year. That prompted Gareth to return to
Broke and Straight, telling Mr X and he would do whatever he was asked. Mr
X gave him a typical scene script of a teenager who had broken into his
teacher's office, and who had been caught. Now, the teenager said he would
do anything to prevent the teacher from calling his parents. The teacher
answered that he would let the boy go, if he allowed the teacher to suck
his cock. Gareth would play the part of the boy, and Mr X, the part of the
teacher, right there and then. Would Gareth, a straight sixteen year old
boy, really go through with gay sexual acts? Lets find out!*

CHAPTER 3

"You wanna try it right now?" Mr X asked, looking lustfully at the bulge
that was slowly being created inside the young boy's trousers. Gareth was
indeed a very sexy, very handsome teenage boy, he reeked and showed
masculinity from the off, his huge biceps and toned, flat stomach from all
the years of swimming had indeed paid off. This boy was perhaps broke, but
he was beautiful. Manly and strong. Just what Broke and Straight catered
for.

"I...uhm...I dunno, Mr X...I've just met you and..."

"If you're gonna do this, my boy, then you would meet a lot of the boys
that you'll have sex with only an hour or so before the recording. If you
can't even show me what you're prepared to do, then this entire meeting is
a little pointless, don't you think?" Mr X said slowly.

Gareth breathed slowly in and out, while looking over the script, reading
the things that "the teacher" would end up doing with the "student" in the
little scene. He knew it was wrong. Gay wasn't natural. It was against
everything he was taught and brought up to believe. He closed his eyes. He
had no choice. No other job would pay a schoolkid over a $1000 bucks to
begin with. He looked up at the twenty-three year old Mr X and nodded.

"Don't I have to...like...learn these words before we start?" he asked,
somehow hoping to buy more time.

"No, not at all, well if I sign you up for Broke and Straight, yes, but
this is only a test, like an audition of sorts. I'm not gonna record it
either. So just say the lines as written on the page, and I'll do the
same. Don't worry, Gareth...I won't hurt you, buddy," Mr X said, before
giving Gareth a friendly pat on the shoulder. Gareth once more took another
deep breath, before Mr X left the room. The scene was about to
begin. Gareth knew what he had to do.

*TEACHER/STUDENT SCENE*

The naughty Grade 10 student was looking around his English teacher's
office for the test that they had just written. He had made a huge mistake
on one of the questions and while the teacher was out of the room, he
sneaked in hoping to correct the answer. While he was fumlbing through his
teacher's things, the door suddenly opened with a bang!

"What the hell are you doing here, boy?" the teacher shouted, incenced that
his stuff was being violated by this little shit infront of him.

"Jeez, Mr Fuckstick, I didn't see you there! I was just looking for..."

"You broke into my office, young man? Lemme guess, you wanted to steal your
English test to correct something, didn't you?"

"I'm sorry, Sir! I didn't think it was that big a deal?"

"Well...if you didn't think it was that big a deal, then perhaps you
parents should know about this, don't you think? That they have raised a
little liar and a thief!"

"NO!! Please, Mr Fuckstick, don't call them! My dad will kill me, he'll
stop my from going to Football practise, and I really need to play this
Friday!"

"I'm sorry, boy! I have to stick by the rules. I'm calling your parents."

"SIR PLEASE!! Look, I'll do ANYTHING you want me to, just don't fuck up my
life like this!"

"Wait...anything? Did you say...anything, young man?"

"I believe I did, Sir. I'm desperate to play Friday. Please, can't we work
this out somehow?"

The teacher placed the phone back onto the hook and walked over to his
sixteen year old student. He looked the boy up and down. He was indeed
packing a good amount in those tight jeans.

"Well...there is something you can do for me..."

"Jeez, Sir, just say it and I'll do it, please I have to play Friday!"

"Would you let me suck your cock?"

"What? I aint no fucking fag!"

"Then I suppose I have to call your parents, and the principal and the
Football coach..."

"OKAY! OKAY!!"

"Okay, what?"

"Okay, you can suck my fucking cock. You're the one blowing, not me. I
ain't no fag."

"You sure, young man?"

"Yeah, whatever, just blow me and get it over with!"

*BACK TO REALITY*

Gareth had played his part of the student perfectly well. He could totally
relate with his character to be honest. This was almost exactly how he
would have reacted if one of his teachers would have done something like
this. He knew he had to stay in character for what was coming.

Mr X...also still in his character, walked over to Gareth. He gently
reached upwards and ran his fingers through Gareth's spiky teenage hair,
feeling the youthful bounce and texture of it. He then reached out with
both hands and placed them on the young boy's shoulders. His eyes was
sending a silent message to Gareth...relax...let me do all the work...He
gently started to caress the muscular shoulders, and he immediately felt
Gareth starting to destress just a little. He kept his left hand on
Gareth's shoulder, while slowly travelling down Gareth's six pack abs with
his right, feeling them, caressing them, gently through the boy's shirt. He
felt Gareth's nipples tense and harden during his actions. He finally
reached the boy's navel and rubbed the area just above his boxers. He
gently ran his right hand upwards yet again, feeling the hardness of the
boy's stomach before he gently placed both hands on the boy's waist.

Oh God...Gareth had kissed Lee Anne more than enough times to know what Mr
X was gonna do right then. He just kept thinking about the money...Mr X
leaned forward and gently placed his lips on Gareth's, who was being kissed
by a fellow male for the first time in his life. Mr X had all the
experience in the world to fully turn this straight boy on and make him
hard as fuck. He continued running his fingers through Gareth's hair, while
he could feel Gareth starting to return his kisses, the urgency of his
tongue opened the young man's mouth and caressed the insides of his
mouth. He broke off the kiss unexpectantly and dove gently onto his
"student's" neck, planting kisses all over the smooth skin of the sixteen
year old, kissing his forehead, before placing his arms around Gareth's
neck.

"Get ready to be blown away, boy..." Mr X whispered while he reached for
the bottom of Gareth's shirt and started to gently get rid of the
t-shirt. Gareth, as if in some sort of trance, lifted his arms to expose
his six pack abs to Mr X. The latter gasped softly as he took in the manly,
yet still somewhat boyish features. He fluttered his fingers over the six
ridges of the powerful pectoral muscles he saw. Gently he kissed Gareth on
his forehead yet again before slowly kneeling down. He could immediately
sense a change in Gareth's body. Once again it tenced up, as the boy knew
what was coming.

Mr X leaned forward and placed his lips onto one of Gareth's pecks, and
lovingly kissed the smooth, hard muscle, making time to give each one of
the six some decent attention. He licked his way between those hard abs
towards the waistband of Gareth's trousers, and slowly started to unzip the
young boy. He could feel the hardness that could only be Gareth's sixteen
year old cock throbbing in his confindment. The older man sucked on the
younger one's stomach like it was his mouth. Gareth started for moan for
the first time during those they had been busy. He was straight perhaps,
but he was more than getting aroused by what was happening...and what was
going to happen. Mr X unclasped the belt of the trousers Gareth was wearing
and slips them right out of their home. He doesn't waste any time and pulls
the youngster's trousers to his knees. Gareth's think, tasty, teenage cock
can clearly be seen quivering in his boxers, much like the boy's stomach
was shaking and his voice moaning in anticipation. The "teacher's" fingers
caressed Gareth's body once more, from his navel, through his abs, straight
to his nipples, tweaking both of them.

"FUCK...shit oh God...oh fuck..." Gareth moaned, appreciative of this man's
actions on his sixteen year old body. Mr X wasn't about to finish it
there. He leaned foward to where Gareth's cock was still in hiding, and
kissed it softly, feeling the hard texture underneath his lips. Immediately
he felt Gareth's hands on his head, gripping his hair.

"Please...please..." he whispered, looking down at Mr X, who gave him a
smile in return.

"Your wish is my command..." he whispered back and finally freed the
desperate organ, trapped for way too long, allowing it to bob infront of
him like an army soldier's last resort. Mr X admired Gareth's nudity before
him. His cock was about seven inches hard, smooth and thick. He had a tuft
of black hair growing at the base of his shaft, but his balls were
hairless. He reached out and started to stroke Gareth's erection ever so
slowly.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck...mmm that's so good, fuck!" Gareth moaned, his abs
contracting as his torso bent over at the sheer contact. Mr X licked his
lips. The foreskin was perfectly retracted over the shining cockhead, which
couldn't have been more solid hard even if Gareth had tried. He was more
than ready. He lifted the hard organ upwards to have access to the young
man's balls. He attacked them with almost vicious like anger, swirling his
tongue around each of the heavy balls, pressing his mouth to the sack and
began to give both of Gareth's boys a right old good sucking. All this was
going on while Mr X was still stroking that delicious teen boy cock up and
down, feeling it pulse within his fingers.

Gareth clenched his teeth as to not make too much of a noise, but his balls
were on fire, and so was his dick. Mr X released his balls, and started to
toss his cock off even faster than before. Without warning Gareth, he
leaned down, closed his eyes, opened his mouth, and closed it around the
teen's thickness.

"FUCCCCKK!! OH...OH FUCKIN HELL!!" Gareth yelled out, as he couldn't keep
his emotion in any longer. Mr X could taste the clean teenboy fragrance
along with the sweat that any nornal dude Gareth's age gave off. Gareth's
eyes rolled from side to side. Never did Lee Anne make him feel like THIS!
Mr X was sucking like mad, knowing what the reward would be at the end of
their endeavours. He pulled Gareth's rock hard, leaking dick as far as it
was possbile into his mouth and sucked with the power of a fucking vacuum
cleaner. He held the cock at the base while he began licking the mushroom
shaped cockhead alone, licking and biting along the thick ridge and his
tongue drilling the leaking, puffy, piss slit of the youngster. He lapped
the steadily flowing pre cum greedy and tried cramming the seven inch steel
hard fucker into his mouth at once. He succeeded.

"Come on, boy...jack your cock off for me...I can feel you're close. Cum
for me, boy. Spurt your teenage cum all over my face!" Mr X told Gareth and
released the dangerously bobbing teen meat over to its owner. Gareth was so
out it, he didn't even know the difference between his cock and his balls
any longer. He immediately took hold of his pride and joy and began jacking
it off like he would normally do at home. His cockhead was getting more and
more full of THAT tingly feeling when you're about to power your juice out
of its balls.

"Oh...OHHHHH...AHHH SHITTTT!!!" Gareth screamed as his hand became a
fucking blur on his teen cock. He arched his back as his teenage sperm just
seemed to pour of his cock. He splattered all over Mr X's handsome face,
his hair, his neck, his chin, his Adam's apple, fucking everywhere. The
office was full of the sheer smell of rich, teen boy cum. Gareth gave his
cock one final tug, before Mr X leaned down and took the spent dick in his
mouth once more, fully cleaning the yummy meat before allowing it bob in
mid air, totally done.

Gareth's breathing was dangerously quick, and Mr X grabbed his handkerchief
and wiped the sperm off his face. He walked over to Gareth, who was
clutching the desk, his chest heaving up and down. There was only one
thought that continued to travel through Gareth's mind...what the fuck did
I just do...

"Gareth...you okay, pal?" Mr X asked gently, lifting the boy's head upwards
to him. Gareth nodded, but his breathing wasn't slowing down. Mr X grabbed
the younger boy and hugged him, Gareth was so tired and confused that he
allowed his arms to wrap around the older man's. Together they stood like
that until Gareth's breathing slowed down to normalcy. He then broke the
embrace, kissing Gareth's forehead.

"Are you sure this is what you wanna do, man?" he asked Gareth, more a
whisper than anything else.

Gareth looked Mr X in the eye, still not believing that he had just been
blown to orgasm, a fucking powerful one at that, by another DUDE...

"I guess I have to, right?" he answered, his voice hoarse with emotion.

"Right. I'll get you signed up. Here...when you're ready, just complete
this form and I'll let you go until we do your first shoot. Don't worry,
buddy, you won't be fucking around with me on camera like we just did. I am
the boss, afterall!" Mr X said with a slight laugh.

"So...I'll do...stuff like this with other dudes my age?" Gareth asked, his
hand trembling as he filled in the form.

"Well yes, Broke and Straight is designed for gay teenage boys from ages
12-18. We get the odd older guy who gets off on watching teenage porn, but
mostly its from gay guys around the world of those mentioned ages. Another
thing...you need to choose a name for yourself, under which you would be
performing when shooting scenes. You don't wanna go using your real name,
now do you?"

Gareth thought for a minute...he had already used his best buddy Kris's
name when he first came here for the interview a couple of days ago...Kris
was a nice, random name, with no particular meaning or significance.

"I'll stick to the name, Kris for now..." he said to Mr X as he completed
the form.

"Hmmm many dudes won't watch a movie of a guy called a random name like
Kris that often...wait a minute...you know that movie called Grease
Lightning, the one with John Travolta?" Mr X asked excitedly.

"Heard about, never seen it, why?"

"How about you perform under the name of "Kris Lightning"? Get it? Almost
sounds the same AND...it's catchy. I would wanna watch a scene from a guy
with that name!"

"Yeah...cool, Mr X. That's what I'll do," Gareth said shyly. From letting a
dude blow him to having his own pornstar name. Kris Lightning. Jeez...what
the fuck am I doing with this queer shit...he thought ruefully. He was
still straight afterall.

"And here..." Mr X said, handing Gareth over an envelope.

"What is this?" Gareth asked, confused.

"Just take it, pal. You deserve it," Mr X said before winking at Gareth.

***

Later that afternoon Gareth got home and walked up to his room. He opened
the envelope Mr X gave him.

Good God...there had to be about over a $1000 in there! He took out the
money and counted it carefully. Yep...$1500 for allowing Mr X to blow
him. With this alone, he could pay three of his parents's outstanding
accounts! Gareth placed the money back into the envelope and laid down on
his bed. He could still feel and imagine Mr X doing stuff to him. If Mr X
was a bald fat guy with bad breath, he could have just brushed it off. But
he wasn't...was he? Mr X was one of the most fittest and most handsome guys
Gareth had ever seen. He was only seven years older than him. He didn't
need to be gay to appreciate Mr X's good looks. Why couldn't he stop
thinking of his new boss?

***

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