Date: Wed, 25 Jul 2007 10:25:16 -0700 (PDT) From: Anthony Borgado Subject: Making Ends Meets This is a story about sex between men of relation. Their sex is unprotected for illustrative purposes, but you should always be safe. If this is not to your liking, then read no further. If it turns you on, then unzip, relax and stroke away because here it cums! My name is Tony and I had just recently moved out of my parents' house and gotten a place of my own. I turned 18 and decided now was the time to get out. The plan was to work full-time during the summer after high school graduation and then work part-time in the fall while I take classes at the local junior college. When I was going to take classes, my parents would help out somewhat financially. My parents were loaded with money, but had always made me work for everything and not take anything for granted. So, when I moved out, I was determined to do it all on my own, and not ask for any assistance. I got a decent little apartment on the other side of town-not in the best of neighborhoods, but it served my purpose. A few weeks went by and I still hadn't found a job. I ended up having to settle for a minimum wage job, working 40-50 hours a week. A few more weeks went by, and I was beginning to realize that even though I was working so many hours, I wasn't making enough money to pay rent and utilities. I refused to go to my parents for help. I spent a lot of time going through the classifieds, seeing if there was anything that would pay better. Finally, I was looking through the ads and saw one that said, "Performers needed....will pay much $$$..." Interested and desperate, I called the number from the ad and the guy wanted to interview me before making a decision. I wrote down the address and got dressed somewhat nicely-nice dress shirt, dark dress pants, and black shoes. I drove to the location and parked around back as I was instructed. I knocked on the back door, and it opened up to show a very professional businessman-type guy. He seemed to glance me over, then asked, "You Tony?" "Yeah," I answered. "Well come on in....I'm Mike," he responded. "Good to meet you, Mike." He led me to a small office around the corner and told me to have a seat. He sat down behind the desk. Mike: "So, I'm guessing you're in need of a little extra cash I take it?" Me: "Yeah, I just moved out on my own and I can't seem to make enough money to cover bills," Mike: "Well with this job, you will probably be making a lot more money than you're used to." Me: "I meant to ask you on the phone....what exactly is this job?" Mike: (Smiling) "Are you pretty open-minded?" Me: "Right now I have to be. I have bills to pay." Mike: "Good. Follow me." I follow Mike down a series of halls until it finally opens up to much larger room. I can hear loud music coming from a series of large speakers, and see a large stage in the middle of a room with men sitting around it. I realize it's a strip club; I figure I'm getting hired for a waiter or bartender position. As the music picks up, a stripper walks on stage and begins to dance. It takes me a second to realize the stripper's a guy! He starts to gyrate and pull off his clothes. Mike points to the stripper, "That's what you would be doing." I'm taken aback; not knowing how to feel. I watched the stripper as he danced for the guys around the stage and found my cock growing in my pants. "I need to think about this, Mike" "That's fine...take some time to think about it and get back to me," he responded. I leave and go home. So many things were running through my mind right now. I need the money, but it's working for a gay strip club. Would I be gay if I did it? I decide to check out some gay porn, so I go searching online. I find some clips of guys sucking each other and fucking in the ass. I find my cock raging hard and I have to jerk off watching those scenes. I continue to do this for the next couple days. I finally realize I might be bisexual. Now, I find myself getting turned on thinking about dancing for those guys, their eyes wanting my body. I convince myself to take the job. I called Mike and told him I'll do it. He said great and for me to come that night to the club to do my first show. I got in the shower and shaved pretty much my entire body; the only hair I had left was on my head. I got out of the shower and looked myself over: not the tallest guy, but I'm in shape, nice developed pecs, smooth stomach, good-sized biceps, nice tan, pretty decent sized cock at 7 inches, and cute little bubble butt. I threw on some jeans and a shirt and headed to the club. I walked in and Mike showed me to the dressing room. Other guys were in there getting dressed. I noticed all the nicely toned bodies and huge dicks hanging. "We have to get you a costume," Mike said. I looked through all the costumes on the rack and decided on a Zorro-type outfit. The reason I picked it was because there was a mask which would help me from being found out. I slipped on a black thong, pull away black-pants, black cape, black hat, black mask that covered only the eyes, and a fake sword. Before I knew it, Mike was saying I was up next. "Any advice?," I asked. "Go with the flow, make them want more, and mainly have fun," he advised. I took a deep breath and walked out there. The lights were darkened as I walked on stage. I turned my back to the audience and waited for the music to start. The music opened up with a slower Mexican style type intro, reminiscent of Zorro. I walked slowly around the stage, sword pointed at the audience, climbed up the pole, and spun around as I slowly slid down. As the intro faded away, I tossed my sword to the side. The lights brightened and a more modern, faster beat, salsa-style song came on. I danced against the back mirror, watching the eyes on me. I took off the cape and tossed it to the side. I walked towards the front of the stage, and bills started flying at me. I bent over and shook my ass towards the men. I got on my knees and started crawling away. I stood up and pulled off my pants; now wearing only a black thong and short black boots. I grinded my cock against the pole and then bent over with my ass against it, shaking. I decided now was the time to make rounds. I walked around and almost every guy was asking for a stage dance. I would go to each guy, pull their head forward, gyrate in front of them, then turn around on my knees, pull my thong tight, and shake my ass in their face. I could feel the dollar bills running down my ass between my cheeks. I even let them get a playful slap in. Then, I would pull out the side of my thong and let them put some cash in. Finally, after I made my rounds, I walked off the stage to the sound of loud cheers and applause. Mike was there to greet me. "That was awesome man. You are definitely hired." Exhausted, I headed out the door and went home. I counted all the cash and realized I had made about $250 in 20 minutes. I couldn't believe it! And man was I horny as hell! I danced a few nights a week for the next couple weeks, making great money. One night, Mike pulls me aside and says, "Hey, I'm gonna let you in on a little secret...when a customer wants a private dance in the back, some of the guys have been making even more money by offering sexual favors...you know, like a handjob or blowjob or something. If you really wanna make money, there are condoms and lube there too." I think about it and it really sounds intriguing. So, as I give my stage dances, I lean in and whisper if they want a private dance. Every now and then, a guy is willing to spend the extra money for a more intimate encounter. I lead them to the very back into a private room with a small bed. For a normal private dance, I strip down and grind my ass on their cock through their pants, dancing around all seductively. Eventually I had a guy ask me how much it would cost for a blowjob. I decided to go for it and said $50. He said done and pulled down his pants and out popped his hard on. I got down there and sucked it, but had him shoot in my hand. He thanked me and left. I continued to do that and eventually had a guy ask me if he could fuck me. He was pretty hot so I agreed and told him $100. He lubed up his cock and I lubed up my ass. I put a condom on him and sat down on it. This was the first time I had ever been fucked and it hurt so bad at first, but eventually became really pleasurable. I rode his dick until he came and then he left. I was making really good money between dancing and "helping my fellow man out." I went to visit my parents after a while to see how they were doing. I knocked on the door but no one answered. I walked in and around the house, saying "hello?" I walked upstairs and peeked in all the bedrooms. I finally peeked in my parents' bedroom and caught my dad lying on his bed jerking off. He was completely naked with a magazine blocking his sight to the door. I watched as he stroked probably the biggest cock I had ever seen. It was like 10" long and so damn thick! My cock became instantly hard and I rubbed myself through my jeans. I saw him hasten his pace on his cock and eventually blew a load all over himself. I tip-toed back downstairs and opened and slammed the door loudly as if I had just came in. A few minutes later, my dad walked down, shirtless, in a pair of loose shorts. "Hey son. How are you?" "Good Dad. You busy?" "Not really. I just finished what I was doing." I smiled to myself. "So are you needing money, Tony?" "No, Dad, I'm doing great right now." "Good to hear, son, good to hear. Your mom's out of town this weekend, so you wanna do something tonight?" "I'd love to Dad, but I'm working." "Oh well, maybe another time then." We visited for a while but I couldn't stop thinking about my dad's cock. When I went home, I immediately had to jerk off. Later on that night, I showed up to work. I was unusually horny tonight, probably from my dad's private show. I dressed up and got ready to go on stage. I was now announced as "Zorro" when I danced. When the lights eventually came on, I danced my way around the stage. I got to the last side, and looked down and saw my dad sitting there! I immediately felt embarrassed and ashamed but realized he couldn't tell who I was. I started to have some fun with it and directed most of my dancing towards him. It looked like he liked what he saw and was really getting turned on. I saw him break out some money and went over and gave him a stage dance. Shaking my ass a little longer and letting him get a little closer than the usual customers. I turn around and leaned down and whispered, "You want a private dance?" "Absolutely," he responded. I led him to the back and sat him down as I pulled the curtain. I started dancing very sexily towards him. I spread my legs and bent over completely, jiggling my ass about a foot away from his face and slowly pulling down my thong. I could feel his fingers slightly graze my legs. I turned around and rubbed my hands up his legs and thighs. I turned back around and placed my ass against his bulge and grinded into it. It was so damn big! I hopped up on him and straddled him and rubbed my ass up and down his hard-on through his pants. I felt his fingers gently rub my ass cheeks. He leaned in and whispered, "You are so hot." I whispered back, "you are too." He said, "How much for a blowjob?" I said, "for you.....free." I hopped off and unbuttoned his pants, then unzipped them and pulled them down. The head of his cock was poking out of the top of his boxer briefs as I pulled his pants off his feet. It was immense! I unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it off, along with his undershirt. I stood there admiring my dad's almost naked body. I kneel down between his legs and slowly pull his boxer briefs down, kissing his cock as I do. I pull them completely off and throw them to the side. I lick his cock up and down and all around covering all of it. I lick his big beautiful smooth balls. I see the large amount of precum and taste it. I wrap my hand around the base of his shaft, nearly needing two hands, and stroke him, licking up the precum as it comes out. I flick my tongue around the sensitive underside of his head and hear him moan. I look up and see him staring at me as I taste his cock. I stick his large head in my mouth and suck on it as I stroke his long shaft. Then I pull it out and tell him he has such a big cock. He said he knows...no one's ever been able to deepthroat him. I look him in the eyes then open my mouth wide and put his head back in my mouth. Then, I start to take him down my throat, inch by inch, going slowly to let my throat adjust to his size. I get about 8 inches down and then have to stop. I relax further and push harder. I get another inch in. One more inch to go. I take a deep breath through my nose and push a little harder and get the last inch in. I hold it there to let him know what it feels like to have his huge cock deepthroated. "Oh my god! You are amazing!" he says. I start to bob up and down on his cock, rubbing his balls. I bob furiously because I'm so hungry for his cock. I swirl my tongue around the underside of his shaft. My hand strokes matching the motion of my mouth. You can hear the loud slurping noises in the room and the moans from both me and my dad. I pull his cock out and slap it against my tongue. Then he asks, "How much would it cost for me to lick your ass?" I say, "nothing" I swing my legs around and put my ass in his face. I can feel his warm tongue licking up and down between my cheeks and flicking my tight hole. I push his cock back down my throat and suck the hell out of his cock. He's squeezing my cheeks together and then pulling them apart. He starts tongue-fucking my ass and it feels great. My ass nearly grinding his face and his cock impaling my throat. He slips a finger in my hole and then another. He finger fucks me while licking around it. Then he asks, "How much would it cost for me to fuck you in this beautiful ass?" I say, "still nothing." I pull his cock out of my mouth and stand up and grab the bottle of lube and a condom. "Can we not use a condom? It's so much more sensitive going bareback." Lost in a fit of lust, I say, "Whatever you want." I pour the lube on his cock and stroke it, making it super slick. He grabs the bottle and pours it on my ass, fingering it nice and deep, using three fingers. "I have to get you stretched some for my big cock," he says smiling. I push him back on his back and straddle him. I can feel his cock shaft rubbing between my cheeks. I lean forward and let the head rub against my hole. When it gets in the right position, I slowly sit back on it. "Ohhh godddd!!! It's huge!!" Determined, I push down farther and farther until his cock is buried in my ass. "Damn your ass is tight!!" he says. I start bouncing up and down on his cock, riding it good. I put my hands on his chest to use it to push off of. He reaches up and grabs my ass, lifts me up, and puts me against a wall. I wrap my legs around his hips and my arms around his neck. He holds me against a wall, fucking me. "Oh fuck!!" I scream. He sets me down and I pull my legs back towards my head as he pumps his tool in and out of me. "You have one hot ass, kid." "You have one big cock, man" He flips me over onto all fours and grabs my hips and fucks me from behind, playfully slapping my ass. Spreading my cheeks, he watches his cock pump in and out of me; I can feel his large heavy balls slap against mine. I push back into his cock as he plunges into me. "I want you on top now," he says. I get him to sit with his back against the wall, and I straddle him again. I resume bouncing up and down on his swollen cock. I put his hands on my ass and say, "Move me how you want me." I squeeze my ass cheeks to make it even tighter. "ohhhh fuccckkkk," he says. He lifts me up and down just how he likes it. "I'm gonna cum," he says. I said, "I want you to cum deep in my ass." He moaned and I could feel his cock tense. I bounce harder and faster to get him to blow his load. "I'm cummminnnnnnggggggg....." he groans. I can feel his hot cum shoot deep inside me, rope after rope. I can feel it dripping out and down his cock. I keep riding him to milk every last bit out. He nearly collapses when he finishes. "That was awesome...when do you work again?" "I work Friday, Saturday, and Sunday nights." "I'll see you tomorrow night then," he says. "I'll be looking forward to it," I answer back.