Date: Sun, 6 Sep 2020 07:37:33 +0200
From: Ryan White <liciousryan@gmail.com>
Subject: Making Money

HOLA PEEPS!!
I got bored this afternoon so I booted up the old laptop and got writing.
Hope you enjoy this one, I was hard several times in writing it lol.
Any feedback, please send it to liciousryan@gmail.com

I love, LOVE hearing from all of you xx

Stay safe,
Ryan

MAKING MONEY

"Lucy, how many times do I have to tell you, I can't just drop everything
and come to the movies, not even to mention Lizards tonight, I have to
work!"

Kyler could actually hear his long time girlfriend scoff inside her throat
over this cell phone.

He hated doing this to her and he knew that she often got unnecessary stick
from her girlfriends for staying with him for as long as she did, but he
always hoped that she would understand his position.

He wasn't as rich as all their mutual friends. He didn't have mommies and
daddies who made more in a month than both of his own parents would ever,
ever make in a whole year.

The sheer only reason why he was even allowed anywhere near the prestige
Richmond High, an exclusive private school in the Cape Town Northern
suburbs, was because he had a sports scholarship. South Africa, being the
current rugby world champions, obviously had a rich and powerful rugby
schooling system, and there was no way that Richmond was going to let such
a promising youngster such as Kyler not attend there simply because he
couldn't afford it.

Nevertheless, Kyler had a wonderful relationship...or so he thought, with
Lucy for two years now, but ever since she had gotten into the elite group
at school, she suddenly wanted to go out every night, she wanted to party
on weekends, she wanted to get drunk at only the best and most expensive
clubs, where the price of ONE beer cost nearly more than what Kyler earned
per shift at the local car wash.

It wasn't like he wanted to be a bore... to be at work or at home all the
time...He simply couldn't afford Lucy's high demands. How the hell was he
supposed to go clubbing or drinking without money? Have Lucy pay for him?
Fuck off.

Being as straight as they come, Kyler often appreciated his job more than
most teen boys would, because the young girls who bought their expensive
and hell cars in for services, just loved seeing the muscular teenage hunk
in his white tank top and board shorts.

Getting all wet and sudsy with soap and water...as he did his job the only
way he knew how...Kyler wasn't stupid. He and his family might have been
scraping the bottom of the barrel every month in their finances, but he
knew, he was an exceptionally good looking kid.

If ten or twelve girls and even some older women and in loads of cases,
even strange guys all told you the exact same thing, you tend to believe
it.

He tried to remain humble and decent as his parents taught him, but that
was deemed boring to those fuckers Lucy was hanging out with. And lately,
to her as well. Both of them had been dating for two years and they had
never, ever fought over money as they did now.

Kyler took a deep breath.

"You go to Lizards. Have fun. Say hey from me to the others. Maybe I'll
join you when I'm done here."

Lucy was quiet on the other line before she audibly blew out some air in
sheer frustration.

"Fine. Get working on those tips so long. I wanna brag with you tonight.
Taking off that shirt usually helps!"

"I love...you..." Kyler started to say but he realised he had been cut off.

Damn...he wished with all his heart that he could go out with her
tonight...god, she gave the best head he had ever had...having the looks he
had possessed, getting his six inch cock blown and getting all the pussy he
wanted from her was always gonna be obvious. That's about all he had going
for him right now...his looks.

Pity he felt like just like a damn male whore everytime he had to take off
his shirt to attract potential customers.

The owner of the car wash was a young woman in her twenties, who had
inherited the business from her late father earlier in the year. The moment
she had laid eyes on Kyler, she knew he was gonna be her cash cow.

Whilst having no sexual interest in her young employee whatsoever, she knew
he would bring in customers, females mostly, but you would be VERY
surprised given how much their sales had increased in young men making use
of their services.

Kyler looked inside his wallet of how many cash in tips he had made so far
...not bad, not bad at all...but...he needed at least triple that amount if
he wanted to spoil Lucy at Lizards.

Asking his parents for money wasn't an option. They worked their fingers to
the bone for minimum wage as it was.

Kyler smiled and his eyes lit up as he saw the familiar look of his best
buddy since Kindergarten, James, roaring his second hand BMW into the car
wash, the music pumping rock hard all over the show. James pulled in so he
was right next to Kyler, who smiled as his friend got out of his car.

"Whazzzzup?" James yelled so loud you could hear his voice three blocks
down. That's how James had always been, ever since they were little
boys. And if you held a gun to Kyler's head, he'd admit that he wouldn't
want his buddy any other way.

"Life sucks. Lucy is going out to Lizards tonight..."

"...what, again?" James asked, his face a total frown and he stuck his
hands inside his shorts' pockets.

"Again, man. And she's getting fed up that I can't always go with
her. James, I dunno what the hell to do, dude. Look at me. I'm not one of
those rich fuckers we go to school with. If not for rugby then I wouldn't
have even been there. I'm gonna lose her, Jamie. I just know it."

James turned towards the entrance where two cars were waiting upon
entry. He didn't see the owner's car parked on its usual spot. The two cars
in waiting had majority woman inside of them. He smirked...and looked back
at his buddy.

"You're so going to Lizards tonight. Even if it takes you until
midnight. It's the weekend, bro! Here, take that top off."

Kyler frowned with confusion as James pulled his own shirt he was wearing
over his head and quickly attempted to stop his BFF as he prepared to lose
his shorts as well.

"Jamie! Da fuck?" he hissed, looking around nervously to see of any of the
other personnel was watching them.

"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm helping your sorry ass to get enough
money together to treat your girl at that posh dig. Come on, you can't say
me and you aren't two ready made teenage hunks in waiting, now can you?"
James smiled as he removed his shorts, standing around in broad daylight
inside a public car wash wearing nothing but his boxers.

"Dude...trust me. Get your kit off!" James whispered as the first of the
two cars made their entry.

As their luck would have it, there was two of the nearby university female
students inside the flashy Alfa Romeo.  Both girl's eyes flashed towards
James's sexy young sixteen year old body, complete with his decent set of
abs and his well made bulge inside those tight fitting boxers.

Believe you me there wasn't much to the imagination.

"Can we be of service?" James asked the ladies with his killer smile,
whilst the other car who had also been waiting to enter, finally did, and
inside were two older woman, both in their early thirties, along with one
younger male.

It was the driver who saw Kyler first, just as he had finally decided to
listen to his buddy and remove his shirt.

Said driver watched as if in awe, how the sixteen year old hunk slowly
removed his tank top, his stomach muscles rippling as he did so, his
shoulder muscles now fully on show, and his hair dripping sweat over his
forehead from his long ass shift.

Within two hours both boys had made stacks and stacks of tips and had
gotten the phone numbers of numerous of the girls AND woman who had stopped
there car for a wash.

Yeah right. A car wash.

The two boys were stunning, as one gay dude in particular thought, when he
made a video on his phone of both James and Kyler, putting it up on his
Twitter account, labelling them #schoolhunks and #wetboys. They were truly
a sight for sore eyes.

At the end of Kyler's shift, he had more than enough for a great night out
at Lizards. He fist bumped James happily, and he knew he was gonna totally
make Lucy's night. He wanted to take out his phone and call her, but James
stopped him.

"Dude...you said she's pissed at you, right? Why don't you surprise her?
Don't tell her you're coming, and then you suddenly rock up, and trust me,
pal, she'll be so piss happy to see you, she'll immediately forget being
such a bitch to you."

"Didn't think of that, yeah, that might work! You coming with me? Come on,
dude, after what you did for me, this afternoon, I can least treat you to
some beers, also."

James looked down at the simple buttoned shirt and shorts he was
wearing...no exactly exclusive wear for a luxury club.

"Can I borrow something from you to wear? We're nearly the same size,
anyway. I don't wanna go back home now, my father was already downing his
third beer when I left..."

Kyler sighed and placed his hand on the shoulder of his life long buddy.

These rich kids, like Lucy and her new army of skanks...they really didn't
know how it felt growing up on the wrong side of the tracks. To them, life
was one big party because their parents had more than enough money.

Others like him and James, had to deal with a stuff those fuckers never
would ...such as James's dad...who had hit his son viciously, more times
than Kyler could count, especially when he had one too many.

"Yeah, I know. Come on, you drive," Kyler said, giving James's shoulder a
squeeze, as they made their way too James's car.

**

"How about this?"

"Nah, man, you're going to Lizards, not the local pub!"

Kyler swore underneath his breath.

His mother was right upstairs and he was raised better than to use foul
language around her.

It's just ...all the times he and Lucy had gone to the cinema or to the old
club down the street for a night out, he never had to worry about things
like this. Lizards, on the other hand, was an exclusive teenage dance
club. Only the cream of the crop was allowed in. James was right...a shirt
and jeans wouldn't do.

"Buddy, my turn. How do I look?"

Kyler turned around and...well, he was straight, very much so, but he was
pretty damn comfortable inside his sexuality to know when another dude had
looks.

James looked incredible. He had borrowed one of Kyler's buttoned shirts and
complimented that with some ripped jeans he found at the back of the
closet. His hair has been gelled to perfection. He looked...really, really
good.

"Damn. Trust you who's single to look like that whilst I have no fucking
idea what to wear," Kyler hissed in sheer frustration.

"Case closed, lemme help," James said as he literally threw open Kyler's
modest bedroom closets.

Within fifteen minutes, the boy had styled his bestie, like said bestie had
never looked or felt before ... Kyler had to blink several times in the
mirror to make sure that it was actually HIMSELF staring back at him inside
his reflection. His mouth was half open...he couldn't believe what James
had accomplished.

"What the hell, dude? How..."

James laughed and got hold of the hair gel he had been using earlier. He
dolloped a generous amount onto the palm of his hand before turning back to
his buddy.

"All natural, believe it or not. And we both know it's not like you're
Shrek. I just did to your ass what I would have dine to
mine. That...sounded way better in my head...anyway, stand still."

Kyler did as he was told, feeling James lather up his thick hair in a
modern manner.

He never felt like this exactly when he did his own hair...he never really
cared for hair gel anyway. But having his buddy's fingers so gently rummage
through his hair...even though he didn't wanna admit it...it was quite
...it was nice.

It felt special. And why wouldn't it? James and he and been friends since
they were five. There was bound to be some form of love and respect there
for the other.

James was finally done, and he smiled his cheeky chappy grin, proud of how
he had made up his boy.

"Good to go! Okay, so we have money. Fuck about...we have the car, and we
have our ID's. Ready to show that girl of yours how hot you are?"

Kyler frowned at that, but he didn't wanna spoil the mood. James was just
being, James he guessed.

"Yeah, can't wait to see her. And to show those ass wipes I can be just as
full of cash as they are!" he laughed, before first bumping James.

It was two very excited sixteen year old boys who got into James's car and
sped off towards Lizards, that night.

Not knowing, that in a few short hours, their whole lives and dynamics
would change...forever.

**

"Dude! This place in insane!" Kyler screamed as both of them had been
cleared to enter.

Both sixteen year olds looked like they had just stepped out of Teen
Magazine, so it came as no surprise.

James immediately marched up to the bar and ordered a beer for both of
them.

"First one's on me!" he screamed out loud so that Kyler could hear him over
the loud ass music that was being seemingly pumped through all directions.

"Thanks, but I really wanna find Lucy first!" Kyler yelled back as his eyes
drafted over the buckets of teens on the dancefloor.

He looked good, he knew it. James had made sure of that. And just for
tonight, just once, he wanted to feel what it felt like to be one of these
kids.

These rich entitled bitches with all their parents' money and freedom. To
not have to work his ass off all the time to help out food on the table
near the end od the month. To not have to worry if his scholarship would be
renewed. To have no worries if your girlfriend would eventually leave you
for a boy who can treat her like she deserved.

Just ...once.

James was next to him suddenly, and handed him his beer which he gratefully
accepted.

Both of them had not had anything to eat that afternoon, as the car wash
had kept them so busy, and something inside his head told him that he
shouldn't drink alcohol on an empty stomach...but try telling that to a
sixteen year old boy who was desperate as fuck to impress his girlfriend
and all her new friends.

Finally, both of them spotted Lucy together, and he felt James's hand on
his shoulder.

"Go get her, Tiger," he said, his eyes dancing as he did.

Kyler fist bumped his friend's chest, before he made his way over towards
his girlfriend...but before he could reach her...she was swiftly joined by
another guy.

Older guy...eighteen or so...had to be.

Lucy still hadn't seen Kyler yet. She didn't know he was right behind her.

She grabbed the older boy by his belt and dragged him to her. As the music
continued to pulse through everyone's veins, Lucy pounced on the guy,
gyrating her hips into his groin area, and started kissing him like he was
the last guy on this green earth.

Kyler dropped his beer, but no one noticed or heard it smash to pieces in
the deafening music being played.

He closed his eyes and opened them again, really fast.

Still, that did nothing to stop Lucy from attacking the dude's throat with
her tongue. She was making out with this jerk, like she had never made out
with Kyler before...and it HURT.

"Buddy, come on. Let's get outta here, okay?" he felt an arm pulling his
hand firmly, but gently.

He looked around and once more, there was James. Good old, reliable
James. Friends, best friends since they were five years old.

After everything that he had sacrificed...upsetting his parents with
insults over being poor when they had no money to give him when SHE wanted
to go out, after working so many hours at the car wash, that he had
actually lost count...after doing EVERYTHING he could to please Lucy...this
is what she does?

He was being slowly led out of Lizards like a lamb to a slaughter. He
literally had no will to do anything...not to speak...not to laugh...not to
cry...at that moment, Kyler wished he could just disappear.

**

Kyler's parents had to be up early in the morning, and they were already
fast asleep as the boys arrived there, back from the club.

As they crept into the house and then finally into the basement where
Kyler's bed was, both boys were quiet as fuck. None were really in the mood
to talk.

The booze that Kyler had drank on that empty stomach was really starting to
take its toll, as proven when he slid down the bed as he tried to sit on
it. He opened more beers and quietly handed James one as well.

James, not as drunk as Kyler but not sober either, took his beer, and
helped his friend lie downwards on the bed, before joining him there. Both
boys laid quietly on Kyler's bed as they had done numerous times during
sleepovers over the years.

"She did this because I'm not that guy..." Kyler said, his voice hoarse as
anything.

"I'm sorry, buddy..." James said, his mind being altered slightly from the
alcohol, as he placed his arm around Kyler's.

"Did you see what he was wearing? He has money. I don't..." Kyler sniffed,
his eyes tearing up.

He was just a sixteen year old boy after all. One who had just seen the
love of his short life cheat on him with another guy.

"Not everything is about money, bro..." James said, holding his friend
tighter against him.

He had heard Kyler sniff, which freaked him out to his core...because the
last time that either had heard or seen each other cry, was when they were
twelve, and they had fallen their asses off in trying to ice skate.

"Did you hear about Bella Thorne?" he asked, trying his best to change the
subject.

Shit was becoming to real now, having his lifelong buddy reduced to tears.

Kyler wiped his eyes and leaned into James even more. It felt safe.

"Yeah...she made a million fucking dollars in like a day. Wish I had the
guts to do that ..."

James blinked.

"What did you say?" he asked.

"I said.. I wish I had the gits to do what she did. Who would wanna see me
and my junk online anyway?" Kyler said, his voice breaking with despair
once more.

James sat up and looked down at his friend. In his case, too, the alcohol
fused with his brain cells made him say and think things he never would
have in his life.

"Have you looked in a mirror lately? You're like the hottest dude in
school! No wonder Lucy stayed with you for two years ...fuck, sorry...too
soon?"

Kyler sat upwards himself, and he stood up, and walked over to the giant
mirror his dad had installed for him down here in the basement.

He looked at his reflection and all the trouble that James had went through
earlier before everything had happened.

He was good looking. Exceptionally so. That made him tear up all over again
...just proved that Lucy was after money and not looks and personality, all
this time.

"I'm ugly as shit..." he whispered.

**

An hour had passed. By now, Kyler had removed his shirt, as it was really
warm down there. So did James, who had been busy on his phone for some
time.

Suddenly James sat up and drunkenly stumbled over to Kyler. The sick,
slightly insane look on his face really disturbed his best friend.

"I've opened an OnlyFans account!" James cracked softly, as if it was the
most guarded secret on this planet.

"So?" Kyler grunted.

Suddenly his eyes closed up in pain as a bolt of white light flashed upon
him and then it was gone as quickly as it came. He looked up at his bestie,
in his currently drunkenness state, and saw that the fucker had taken a
photo of him.

"Who wants to see my buddy naked...and send!"

"James! What the fuck?" Kyler screamed and grabbed the phone, only for the
picture that James had posted to be showed zoomed in on the phone screen in
full Technicolor.

"Is that really me?" Kyler slurred as his eyes struggled to remain open.

"Sure is, you sexy fucker..." James said softly, but Kyler didn't hear him.

All he could do was stare at the photo in question, as one by one...several
likes and comments on the page began to fly in.

"Lemme see, lemme see!" James said excitedly with childish enthusiasm, as
he grabbed the phone and saw all the positive comments that the shirtless
shot of Kyler had received.

His made sure Kyler's face didn't show, only his torso, which was
glimmering with sweat from night heat and the beer they had drunk.

More and more comments and for some of them, offers to pay for seeing even
more came flooding in. James wasn't surprised. He knew it would
work...Kyler had no idea what a stunningly beautiful guy he was.

"Fucking hell, there's a guy who wants to see your dick!" James snickered
so much, he dropped the phone onto the floor, where it was snatched up by
an equally drunk Kyler.

"Wait! He says...what...dude! He says he'll pay good money to see my dick!
How sick is this?"

James sunk tot the floor where his buddy was, and punched him slightly on
the shoulder.

"I set up an account for you where people can pay to see you strip or even
naked...you wanna show him the goods?" James asked...when in reality, it
was HE...who desperately wanted his best friend naked and hard...

...all these years he had hidden how he truly felt about Kyler...the booze
was making it all come out...his brain was not mashed up completely
though...he'd never have the balls to tell Kyler any of this out right...

Kyler slowly reached down and started touching his swollen teenage dick.

"Why not? They don't know shit about me, or who I am, right? It's just
gonna be a dick pic, yeah?" Kyler slurred, his eyes glassy and his mouth
wreaked in a smile.

James watched as if in slow-motion how his drunk best friend, who just so
happens to be the most beautiful ass boy he had ever seen, take off his
trousers.

"Wait...wait...just a picture of your bulge for now, okay? I dunno man,
this is crazy ass shit. Once a pic is online you can't stop it from getting
around. Make a pose..." he said, once more grabbing the phone from Kyler,
who was trying his drunken best to act like a model, when in reality, he
was anything but.

"I know! Lay down!" James ordered, and Kyler did what his bestie asked.

Jesus Christ.

How sexy was Kyler...

He was rock hard inside those boxers of his...as James pointed the camera
with incredible positioning...even in his alcohol infused state he captured
the lower half of Kyler's torso, and included his clothed hard sick.

"Gotcha! Uploading..."

That was about the last thing that either of the two buddies could
remember, as they opened up even more beers.

They drank...and drank...and drank...

**

"Kyler...dude, wake up!"

"Hmmm fuck off..." Kyler replied as he struggled to keep his eyes open
against the ray of morning sunlight that was coming into through the
basement windows.

"Kyler, for real, I'm NOT messing around, come and look at this!"

Kyler gave one last yawn, before slowly, ever so slowly, he got up from the
bed. He had a racing headache and he struggled to see one foot in front of
the other.

As he finally reached James, Lucy popped into his zonked out mind.

"Man, I don't have time for this, I gotta talk to Lucy, maybe we can still
clear all this up..."

"I don't think you'll need her anymore..." James said, his face breaking
out into a bright smile, as he handed his phone over to Kyler.

Kyler frowned and clearly choked when he looked down...

"R2724! What?? Are you for real? Where did you get this kinda money?"

James snickered and held his own pounding head in his hands.

"Kyler...I think we opened you up an OnlyFans account last night...there's
like almost bare nude pics of you on there..."

"OnlyFans? But...but that's where people post...? Oh my god! What the fuck
did we do?"

Kyler looked at the content that had been posted on the OnlyFans page in
horror...thank god James put down a fake name...and to be fair...viewers
could only see his chest, torso and his covered dick.

But god...he never, ever had over R500 to spend in his life...never mind
over two grand!

"Wait...you wanna tell me, that people paid this...to see pictures of me?"
Kyler whispered in sheer disbelief.

James nodded, and held out his hand for their traditional fist bump.

"I can't remember most of last night...dude, but if this is what people
want, if they are willing to pay for you to do...this...then we can finally
make some serious cash! You pose and I take the pics. Win for us both," he
said, his eyes sparkling.

Kyler once more looked at James, and then again at the amount accumulated
in his OnlyFans account.

This...this was nuts!

Insane even...

But dear god...over two grand for simply laying on the floor with his
boxers on?

James's phone beeped. Like a scared little chipmunk, Kyler handed it over.

"Dude...holy fuck, you have so many inbox messages...but there's one here,
that just came through. It's from a guy in Australia...geez. He's like, in
his sixties or something."

"And? What does he want? Fuck! Does he know my real name?" Kyler panicked,
his face as white as a sheet.

"Relax, will ya? He says...dude, he says he'll pay R800 for you to show him
your dick, privately. R800 bucks! Just for seeing your junk!"

**



THANKS FOR READING!!

Will Kyler go through with it? And will he realise how James really feels
about him?

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