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Money For Nothing and Dicks For Free

It was a hot summer day. I went over to Jack's house to see if he wanted to go swimming at the local swimming pool. Jack and I were best friends, well we were more then just best friends. We were fifteen year old suck-buddies too. We had always known each other, we grew up living next door to each other. As I pedaled my bike into his back yard I saw Jack sitting under a shade tree.

"Hey dude, what ya doin?" I asked him.

"What's it look like I'm doin, dumb ass."

"Fuck you dick weed." I told him. I jumped off my bike and made a leap for him. He saw it coming and tried to turn away so I wouldn't land on him. I caught him by the foot as he tried to get away from me.

"Not so fast pecker head." I told him, as I pulled on his foot and gained a hold of his lower leg. As I pulled on his leg, I was also pulling myself up the length of his body. I came to rest my body on top of his. He was squirming under me to get away.

"Get the fuck off me," he grunted. "It's too hot for that shit."

I laughed as I rolled off of him. We both sat up. I laid my hand on his bare leg just below the cuff of his cutoff jeans. He was so smooth, hardly a hair on his inner thigh.

"Hey Big Boy, want ta go swimming?" I asked.

"I can't. I don't have any money," he said.

"That's okay. I can pay for both of us." I told him.

"What, did your mommy give you more money?" he said sarcastically.

"Fuck you dick, my mommy don't give me money."

"What are you... a bank robber then? You always have money."

"I have a little side job I make money at." I told him.

"What the hell do you do to make money?" he asked.

"I can't tell you."

"What do you mean you can't tell me?" he said as he looked at me kind of funny.

I knew I shouldn't have said anything, now he was interested in how I made money.

"What are you doing, blowing old men at the park?"

"Fuck you asshole! I'm not blowing old men for money." I told him.

"Then where do you get money?" he asked again.

I knew I let the cat out of the bag and I would have to tell him. "I met a collage guy at the mall, he told me he would pay me if I let him take pictures of me naked." I confessed.

"What the fuck, porn?" Jack asked with interest. "Why haven't you told me?"

"I was to embarrassed to tell you."

"How much does he pay you?" Jack was really interested now.

"It depends on what I do." I told him.

"What the hell are you doing Steve?"

"Just posing and stuff."

"Like what kid of stuff? Are you having sex with other people?"

"No!" I told him. "You know I only have sex with you."

"So what kind of stuff are you doing?" he asked me again.

"Sometimes I jack off and he takes pictures of me while I do it. He's asked me to have sex with some of his other boys but I told him no. He showed me some pictures of his other boys, some are really cute."

"Damn man! So all you have to do is jack off and he gives you money? How much?"

"Twenty bucks each time. He told me he would give me fifty bucks if I would suck one of the other boys."

"Damn dude! I wish we could make money blowing each other," Jack said. We did it because we loved each other and wanted to make each other feel good.

"He asked me if I knew any other boys that wanted to make some cash. I told him no."

"Fuck, Steve. I want in on this deal too."

"Really? I didn't think you would like the idea."

"Hell yes! Make fifty bucks sucking you off? How could it get any better then that?"

I guess I never thought about it like that. I just didn't want to do it with anyone else but Jack and I didn't need money to make him happy.

"Come on dick, let's go swimming." I said.


We rode our bikes to the pool and I paid for us both with a twenty dollar bill. Jack looked at me with an evil grin. "Jack off money huh?" he said. I felt embarrassed and blushed.

As we swam and played in the warm water, I saw one of the boys I had seen in one of the pictures the collage guy had shown me.

"Look, see that kid in the blue Speedo? He was in one of the pictures I saw. He was sucking another boy's dick."

Jack turned to look at the boy. "Damn! He's a hunk." he said. "I'd suck his dick for fifty bucks."

I hit Jack in the ribs with my elbow. "You fucker, you better not be sucking anyone but me!" Jack laughed.

Jack asked me, "When are you going to see that collage guy again?"

"I just have to call him. I always have to call him first."

Jack told me, "Call him, call him now, I want some money too."

Jack was not only excited about the prospects of making money but I think he was getting turned on by the idea of having sex in front of a camera.

"Alright, but he might not be home."

I picked up my cell phone and dialed Skip's number. That was his name, Skip.

"Hi Skip, this is Steve. I have a friend with me and he wants in on the deal too.

Yes he knows. Yeah he's cool. I think so, he seems interested. Really? They won't care. When? Okay we'll see you in a bit. Bye."

"What did he say?" Jack asked.

"He said he had a couple boys there now and was taking pictures. He said we could come on over now if we wanted and we could watch the shoot."

"Oh fuck dude this is so fuckin hot!" Jack said with enthusiasm.

"Slow down Superman. Don't cum your pants just yet." I said as I laughed.

As we rode our bikes Jack asked, "Where's this guy live?"

"He lives in a cabin down at the lake, it's a really cool place."

"How long have you been doing this shit, Steve? You fucker, keeping secretes from me."

I giggled, "I've been there about six times, about a month."

As we coasted our bikes down the driveway to Skip's cabin, Jack said, "Fuck man, this place is puss!"

I told him, "Yeah, wait till you see the inside."

We pulled our bikes around back just like Skip had told me. Always put my bike out back under the porch roof. There were two other bikes there. I rang the intercom.

We heard Skip's voice. "Hi Steve, come on in, we're in the basement. Please bring me a beer from the fridge on your way down."

The door buzzed and I opened the door. I told Jack, "This guy has got everything. Full security all around, it's like Fort Knox."

I started to get a little nervous, I had never been there when there were other people there besides Skip. Skip was cool, he just wanted to take pictures of naked boys. He never once touched me.

"Wow, this is some shack!" Jack said as we walked through the house.

"Yeah, I told ya."

We stopped in the kitchen and I got a beer from the fridge for Skip, then we walked down stairs. As we got towards the bottom, we heard some moaning. My hart started racing, I wondered what we would see? Jack took hold of my hand, I think he was a little scared. At the bottom of the steps we turned left towards the pool room. I couldn't believe my eyes. There on the pool table were Chris and Kent from school 69ing. I had no idea they were queer. God it looked so hot, both of them going to town on each other's cock. Skip was walking around the table with a video camera filming the two teenagers sucking each other.

Skip told them, "Remember, I want to see some cum boys."

Wow, Chris and Kent! They were really going at it, moaning out load. I could hear them slurping on each other's wet cock. I started to get a hard on. I looked at Jack, his eyes were fixed on the sight before him. I reach down and fondled his dick through his shorts. He was hard too. He looked at me with that wicked grin of his.

Kent was on top, he rolled over onto his side taking Chris with him. Kent spit Chris's dick out. He said, "I'm ready to cum."

"Do like I told you Chris, hold his dick and let him cum on your face." Skip told him.

Chris did as he was told and Kent started to cum all over Chris's face as he jacked him off. Damn it was so hot to watch.

"Oh yeah... oh yeah!" Kent moaned as he blew wad after wad of cum, plastering Chris's face. Some went in his hair and some in his eye, but most went around Chris's lips.

"Ok Chris, now lick it off your lips with your tongue," Skip told him. "Oh, that's nice, yeah, now smile for the camera. Open your mouth, let's see the cum. Oh yeah, that's nasty! Good job boys. Now, Kent finish Chris off. Get up on you knees Chris and let him suck you some more, lets see how you can cover him with your cum."

Kent went down on Chris's six inch cock like he had done it all his life. It didn't take long and Chris was moaning loudly.

"Oh fuck dude! Here it comes." Chris warned.

Kent pulled back and Chris blew his sticky mess all over Kent's face. I couldn't believe what a mess it made. Jack and I had sucked each other off over a hundred times but we never shot on each other's faces, always in each others mouths, that's where cum was supposed to go, right?

"Excellent boys, that was nasty, you get a bonus today." Skip told them. "Now go get cleaned up."

As Chris and Kent got off the pool table, they saw me and Jack standing there. They looked really embarrassed, with their heads hung down. I felt embarrassed too because they knew why Jack and I were there. We were the next set to go on. Chris and Kent went off to the spa shower.

"Hi Steve, is this your friend?" Skip asked me.

"Yeah, this is my friend, Jack."

"Hi Jack. My, you're a pretty boy!" Skip said, causing Jack to blush.

Skip asked me, "Okay Steve, what do you guys want to do for me today?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "What do you want us to do?" I asked him.

"Did you like watching Chris and Kent blow each other? It looks like you did." Skip said as he pointed towards both Jack's and my tented shorts.

We both nodded our heads yes.

Skip picked up the beer I had brought him off the table. He opened it and took a drink. "I would offer you guys a beer, but I wouldn't want to get caught corrupting a minor."