Date: Thu, 13 Jan 2022 10:08:08 +0700 From: Andrew Passey Subject: Money. Sex. Power (Young friends) So with writing Dinh's Journey which took a lot out of me, I'm having a short break from longer form stories So I knocked up this one chapter story over Xmas, hope you enjoy! Oh and do donate to Nifty if you can: https:/donate.nifty.org/donate.html So there I am on my back, naked as the day I was born. He lifts my legs up so they're around his shoulders, giving him easy access to my now lubed up hole. "Are you sure about this?" He asked me. "There's no going back once I start." No, I really am not sure about this at all. Actually I am, I know I don't want this. That's what I want to scream at him at the top of my voice. But I can't. Things have gone too far and I've only got myself to blame. Imminently I'm going to be penetrated for the first time and I'm going to act like I enjoy every moment of it. Maybe I will? But it doesn't matter, I've committed to this and I'm going to see things through. I'm barely fourteen years old. How did I get into this position? I guess you can say it all began this time just over a month ago... "Right, there you go Rob. Make sure you give it to the teacher as soon as you get to school. And make sure you go to the building society tomorrow and notify them you need to withdraw the money in thirty days time. This money I'm paying out is the money saved for our holiday and I'll need to pay the rest of the balance next month. Without your money I won't be able to do that. Understood?" "Yes Mum, I know. I'll go into town tomorrow. Thanks for letting me go on this trip." "It's your money Rob. It's up to how you spend it. Whether I think a skiing trip is a bit frivolous given you haven't skied before isn't for me to say," Mum said although it was clear she did think it was frivolous! "It's also certainly not a hobby we can afford you to do in the future! But when your Dad said he wanted you to budget and learn the true value of money well that's his choice. I've long given up on trying to get him to do anything I want him to." That was true. When he left a few years ago for the woman he'd been having a secret affair it was a shock for me and Mum. I was only eight at the time. Now I was thirteen I still felt resentful but I tried to be the dutiful son when I saw him. He'd given me a year's worth of pocket money on my thirteenth birthday and told me to budget it throughout the year. "I want you to learn the true value of money!" He said. The fact I was blowing a big chunk of it on this school skiing trip was something I hadn't told him yet. He probably didn't need to know, it wasn't like I saw him every day or anything, just every couple of weeks or so for a night. I know Dad paid Mum some child support for me, after all he complained about it enough. But it wasn't much and me and Mum are fairly poor. We can eat and all that and sometimes we get to go on holiday when it's cheap like October half term but not like Dad and my now stepmum do. gallivanting around the world all the time. I handed my envelope in when I got to school. "Was that what I thought it was?" I heard my girlfriend Sarah say. I turned to see her and smiled broadly! "It definitely was, I'm so excited!" "Me too!" She said taking my hand and squeezing it. We'd only been going out for a couple of weeks and had only kissed once. But I was smitten and when she said she wanted me to come on the skiing trip with her I couldn't say no. Apart from me and Sarah a few others were handing in envelopes including my best mate Matt. His parents were absolutely loaded so they went on family skiing trips all the time. Not like me but this one off trip was going to be fun. Maybe I'd get some alone time with Sarah where we could maybe take things further? A boy could dream anyway! The next day I went to the building society to give notice of my withdrawal. I hadn't done it before and so it was with some surprise when they said it was actually instant access! Jackpot! I didn't need to get all the money now so instead I withdrew £50 to do some clothes shopping. Much too much really and if Mum knew I knew she'd be furious but I wanted to look good for Sarah on the skiing trip. I came out of the building society and bumped into Dean. "Rob! It's been a while!" He said. We used to be best friends at primary school but when his parents split up he moved to the next town up the road. However he came back some weekends to see his Nan. We'd drifted apart as a result but it was always nice to see him. He was always short of money like me so I was surprised to see him sporting what looked like very fancy Nike trainers. He saw me looking at them and smiled, "You like them?" "Yeah! Has your Dad got a new job or something?" "Nah, I won big on the fruities. Used my birthday money and more than tripled it!" "The fruities?" I asked not knowing what he meant, "The Fruit machines! You ever played? It's a license to print or lose money! I'm pretty good though so I've been winning. It's supposed to be over 18s only but a few places like the bus station cafe and the little arcade off the back of the chip shop turns a blind eye. Come I'll show you!" I wanted to buy clothes but then again the possibility of winning sounded good. So I followed him to an arcade where I watched him put a few quid into a machine called Action Note. I was instantly transfixed by the flashing lights, the noises, the amounts of money you could win. He put ten quid in all and won the cash pot worth £20. "The secret is to know when to walk away, Rob!" He smiled at me as he said this before saying he had to go back to his Nan's. I should have gone shopping at this point. Yep, that's what I was going to do. But then again those flashing lights...maybe just a couple of quid wouldn't hurt. So I decided to have a go, I changed up £10 and started to play. I won a bit straight away and I was hooked. The thrill of the win, that buzz, it was like nothing else I'd felt. Well maybe not as good as wanking but still amazing. Different actually, a rush of adrenaline rather than ecstasy. I wanted more and loved winning. It seemed that I kept winning but I realised my £10 had gone. So I went and changed up the rest of my money, once I'd got back to £50 I'd walk away. I kept chasing that win, putting those coins in before after a while to my horror I realised I lost the £50. I felt broken and pretty devastated. I needed that £50! However it was all in that machine. If I went and got more money out then I could win it back! So back I went to the building society and withdrew £20. Then later another £20. I was taken in by the whole thing. I'd very quickly become addicted and over the next few weeks I kept losing. Until I lost pretty much all my money. All the money I needed to pay my Mum back. All the money I had to spend over the rest of the year. I had fucked up so much it hurt. I couldn't tell anyone. I kept smiling and acting like normal but inside I was dying. I'd cry myself to sleep sometimes devastated at what I'd done. I'd ruined everything. We wouldn't be able to go on holiday. I'd have to tell my Mum. She might tell my Dad who would be furious. One thing I craved was his approval which was usually not forthcoming. If he found out about this...well I'd never live it down. There was no solution so I just had to nervously count down the days until I had to fess up. The skiing money would have cleared so Mum wouldn't be able to get it back so whatever happened skiing would happen but not our holiday. The look of disappointment she'd give me, well I knew it would break my heart. "Hey Rob, my parents are away this weekend. James is supposed to be babysitting but he'll sneak off to his girlfriend's as soon as they've gone so I could do with some company. Fancy a sleepover? I've got rugby Saturday morning but come round after that?" Matt asked me as we sat on the grass eating our lunch Wednesday lunchtime. If I went over to Matt's I wouldn't have to see Mum until Sunday and I could pretend I'd forgotten to go to the building society. That would buy me a day! Also Matt was my best mate, I loved hanging out with him at his big house. We'd gone from not knowing each other to becoming the best of friends in under a year. I really liked him as well as envying him slightly. He was definitely a looker with his blond hair and blue eyes. Even me as a straight boy could see that. The girls all loved him and he seemed to love the attention, flirting all the time although he never actually goes out with any of them. He's great but he's also a little bit weird at times. It's his parents really. They are so rich but they use money to control him at times. Who he can hang out with, what he can do. It's like they love the power it gives them over him. Luckily they seem to like me even though I'm poor. Or maybe they are just being polite! I agreed and the subject changed to his parent's trip away. "Some golf country club bollocks. Glad I'm not having to go away. Mum hates gold as well. I suppose that's just one of the things she signed up for when she took the money!" "What do you mean by that?" I asked in confusion, "Come on Rob! Mum is thirty years younger than Dad. Dad was very rich when she went to work for him. Relationships are all about power. Money is power but so is sex. Dad had money, she was able to give him sex!" "Ugh gross!" I said, "I'm sure she loves him!" "I'm sure she does too but the money side of things helps! He's 68, she's 38! He was 50 when they got together, she was 20. I guess she saw a comfortable life for her and her future children! It's all about the power dynamic. Money, sex, power. That's how it is for them. That's how the world works! "You cynical fucker! Sex and money are just part of life. Well not for me admittedly!" I said with a wry laugh. "I'm a realist mate! Most people want loads of money. Not you though. That's one reason why you're my best mate, maybe my only one!" "You have loads of friends!" I said in surprise. Everyone loved Matt and wanted to hang out with him. That made me unpopular with some of them, particularly the ones he'd known for longer as it was usually me he wanted to hang out with." "Yeah but they just like me because I'm rich and they want my money. You don't. You like me for who I am." "That's deep!" I said with a grin. He grinned back before we realised we should get back to the classroom for afternoon lessons. As I thought about it more I could see what Matt meant. Maybe he did have hangers on. I know some parents wanted their kids to be friends with him. Probably because he was rich and they hoped some of that might rub off on them? Who knows but it wasn't something I ever thought about. So he was rich? At times it seemed a bit like a curse when he complained about his parents using it to control him. Money and power though as he said. Clearly that's how his Dad always was. I was looking forward to the sleepover but I was also putting on a very brave face. I was devastated about losing all the money. I'd totally fucked up. I'd ruined everything. Mum shouted after me to pick the money up as I left to head over to Matt's on Saturday. The final nail in the coffin. How was I going to face her and tell her the truth? I tried not to think about it on my way to Matt's but I couldn't help it. So when I literally bumped into Dean on the outskirts of town I was surprised as I hadn't seen him coming. I could see he'd been crying with his red eyes. What was going on? "Dean! Are you okay?" He looked at me like a frightened rabbit. Then he took me by the arm and pulled me into the small rose garden off the path. We sat on a bench and he put his head in his hands. "I've totally fucked up. I've lost all my money. And then some. Those fucking fruit machines. Thank god you stayed away from them. They are evil! I needed to win my money back so I borrowed some from an older boy who I know from school.. Now he wants payback. The price is terrible. Do you promise not to tell ANYONE ever what I am about to tell you?" "Promise!" I wondered what he was about to say. "That older boy will let me off the money I borrowed at a price. I've agreed to suck his dick twice a week for a month to pay him back.." "What?!" I said in complete shock. "I have no choice Rob. I owe him the money. He'll let me off it and maybe even give me a bit extra. It won't quite replace what I've lost but it's better that nothing," "Are you gay?" I asked in shock. "No I'm fucking not! But I have a mouth. Don't be naive Rob. I need the money. I don't like the idea of it but at least he's said he'll wash it first." Fuck, poor Dean. I left him looking miserable on the park bench as I walked over to Matt's thinking about Dean's predicament. What was it Matt said? Money, sex, power. That's what the world revolves around. Well in this situation Dean needed money, the boy he borrowed it off had the power to give it to him and the outcome was Dean was going to have to do a lot of cock sucking. Poor Dean, what a fucked up situation he'd got himself into. Of course I could see how it had happened. It wasn't like I hadn't blown all my money and I had a suspicion I'd fucked up much more than Dean had. Still, I had no option but to face the music. Tell Mum everything and then see the look of pain and disappointment on her face. Hard to do but beats sucking a cock I bet. Not that anyone I know would agree to that anyway. After all the only person I owed money to was Mum and my building society account. I was just going to have a miserable boring time until my next birthday. One thing I did know was that I had to stay away from arcades and fruit machines for the rest of my life. Hanging out with Matt took my mind off things. He had such an amazing house. He even had his own little computer room with his Commodore Amiga set up. We played some games together and he then cooked us a very nice stir fry. His brother went out and it was just the two of us so we played more games. At times I was able to forget what I'd done, other times it was right at the front of my mind bashing into my head. Matt made some comment about holidays to me and the reality of what I'd done hit me again. I literally wobbled on my feet and he saw me. "You okay mate?" He asked me in concern before I suddenly burst into tears. He took me in his arms and held me close, stroking my hair before he pulled back and to my shock surprise and I'll be honest a little bit of disgust he kissed me. I was so surprised I just let him do it but didn't really respond. He broke away and looked at me sadly. "What's wrong Rob? I am sorry about the kiss if it was a shock to you. I thought you might feel the same way as I do. I love you Rob and I want you to be my boyfriend. I thought you might be upset because you were confused about whether you liked me too. I know you have got Sarah as well but that doesn't mean we can't also be secret boyfriends." Bang. It almost hit me in the face. My best friend thought I loved him like he loved me. Why didn't I see that coming? Why did he think I was gay? "Are you gay Matt?!" Was my pretty poor reply. "I just kissed you and told you I loved you. I think that's pretty clear?" He said with a shy smile before apologising again for overstepping the mark. My brain was whirring. I didn't want to upset Matt. He was my best friend after all. Also......opportunity knocks. Money, sex and power. I wasn't thinking straight but Matt was rich. I needed money. He said he loved me. Could I pretend to love him? Could I grow to love him? That kiss was a bit uncomfortable and if I became his boyfriend at some point in the future he might want to take things further. But that would be a long whole off, we were only fourteen after all. "No it's not that Matt. I do like you! I am confused how much but it wasn't that I didn't want to kiss you. I was just surprised," I said,lying my arse off. "I'm upset because I've fucked up. I've massively fucked up and it can't be fixed." "Everything can be fixed Rob. Tell me everything." I took a deep breath and told Matt everything I'd done. "You fucking idiot!" Matt said looking annoyed before his face softened" You should have told me this a few weeks ago. I'd have told you not to play those evil machines! You always lose. Some of them are only 70% payout. For every £100 you put in the maths says you get £70 back, then that £70 becomes £49 then £34 and eventually nothing. If you'd just have told me what was going on I would have helped you out. I will help you out! Don't worry, we can fix this!" "Oh thank fuck! I said leaning in to kiss him in relief. He stuck his tongue in and I laid the same. I felt a quick pang of disgust but I tried to relax and in the end I guess it wasn't too bad. Matt then looked at me with an intense look, a lustful one I thought. Clearly the kiss has set him off a bit. "I really do love you Rob. I want to help you but I also want something from you. Money, sex, power remember! I know you're confused about how much you like me but I want you to be my boyfriend. For one year. If it doesn't work then we can go back to being friends. I'll give you the money you lost and more over the year. I've got shitloads in my account and what better thing to spend it on than you! But please promise me, no more fruit machines!" "I promise!" I said as waves of relief washed over me. I was saved. Mum would never know. Yes I had to be Matt's boyfriend. Yes I had to let him kiss me but that wasn't too bad. He was my best friend after all. "Good, I'll withdraw it on Monday if that's okay?" "Oh thank god yet, how can I ever repay you!" I was tripping on adrenaline and it was meant to be a rhetorical question. "Well that's easy? Let's go to my bedroom and I'll show you!" He said, smiling broadly. Shit. Did he want more than kissing. I didn't say anything but I guess he guessed. "Money. Sex. Power. I'm so fucking horny and the thought of having sex with you has been my wank fantasy for months...I said I wanted to help you and I mean that. You're my boyfriend and I love you. However you are an addict Rob. You lost money you couldn't have, you can't control yourself. When I fuck you for the first time it'll probably hurt a bit but I want you to remember that pain. Remember it if you ever find yourself about to put money in a fruit machine. Now let's go to bed and have some fun together!" So that's how I ended up in this position. Legs in the air, Matt's hard dick poking at my hole. I told him it was what I really wanted even if it wasn't. The smile he gave me showed how pleased he was and with a push he was in. The pain wasn't too bad. I clenched my teeth at first though and it was certainly uncomfortable. He eased himself all the way inside me and as he started thrusting in and out of me I can't say I enjoyed it. I made some noises that I thought might sound appreciative but I was relieved when with a big grunt he shot inside me. As he pumped a few more times, expelling all the cum in his balls I tried to process what had happened to me. I'd let my best friend cum inside me. Actually my now boyfriend. And he was probably going to again. Fuck. What an idiot he was. He then started to wank my dick and I moaned out loud. I might not be gay but this felt really good! I was getting close when he stopped. Then he started to lift my legs up again. "Time for round two I think!" To my dismay I realised he was going to fuck me again. I knew what was coming though so I just let him line himself up and push in. It slipped in easily this time and I swear it felt like he was deeper inside me. He started to thrust inside me but this time it started to feel really good. Yes it still hurt a bit but he was hitting something that caused me to moan in enjoyment. I wasn't having to make fake appreciative noises. My hands went to grasp his bum cheeks, trying to pull him into me as deep as possible. As he continued to fuck me I suddenly felt a wave of pleasure wash over me and to my surprise my dick pulsed and shot cum everywhere. I'd cum from being fucked by Matt I let him continue until he finished inside me. "Um, that was amazing," I said in surprise. It actually was. I'd really enjoyed it. Maybe I wasn't quite as straight as I thought? "It certainly was! We're going to be doing it a lot from now on!" Matt said smiling. He kissed me and held me close. I was feeling very confused about everything but I realised I didn't really have a choice. I let him take me in the middle of the night and he fucked me many times over the coming months. He was the top. I was always the bottom. But I did always get off as well and he'd suck me off a fair bit too. At the end of that year of being his boyfriend I realised I had changed. I wouldn't say I was gay but I wasn't straight. Was it latent or had I been corrupted by Matt? Not into being gay or enjoying sex with him, but more into understanding and buying into his world view of everything being about money, sex and power. I know I'm months off being sixteen years old. I know im too young to be caught up in that cyclical world view Matt has but I feel like I've made my choice. Matt is really really rich. Sex with him is really good. For now I can get all the sex and money I want by staying with him. So that's what I decide to do. At the end of that year I dump Sarah and Matt becomes the one for me. I get money and I get sex. For as long as I want I suppose. I guess maybe I've decided that's what life is about. Money. Sex. Power.