Date: Sat, 30 Sep 2017 23:58:27 +0000 (UTC) From: Jonthan Questral Subject: Tyson's Hundred Dollar Blowjob (Part 1) TYSON'S HUNDRED DOLLAR BLOWJOB By Jon Questral M/b, oral, rimming, scent = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = The following story is a work of fiction. Please give generously to the Nifty Archive Alliance. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = TYSON'S HUNDRED DOLLAR BLOWJOB It took me years of patient work to convince Tyson to let me suck him off. It all started as a subtle campaign of careful grooming when he was younger and culminated in a financial arrangement when I offered him a hundred bucks to let me give him a blow job when he was 16-years-old. He thought I was joking at first but not about the blow job. He already knew I wanted to to suck his cock. It was the amount I offered that surprised him. "You'd pay that much just to give me head?" he asked, incredulous. "Yeah, I wanna suck your cock so bad," I said earnestly. "I know," he said confidently and grinned as he shook his head. He didn't give me a direct answer though, he just opened the garage door and rolled out on the driveway on his skateboard. I had asked him if I could do it before and he seemed to want to let me, but I think he was afraid to admit it. I figured this way he would be off the hook because he could tell himself he was just doing it for the money. I sat in the garage and sipped a drink while I watched him practice skateboarding tricks in the driveway and up and down the sidewalk. He had been staying with me for several days while his mom was out of town and I was fairly certain he hadn't taken a shower since he went out with his friends two nights ago. I admired the youthful perfection of his shirtless torso and how cute his ass looked in his jeans. The way his boxers were showing well above the waist of his pants made me think about how much I liked sniffing his dirty undies. If he wasn't going to let me suck his cock, at least I'd get another good whiff of what it smelled like when he finally pulled those boxers off and carelessly tossed them on the bathroom floor. It was so nice having a teen boy walking around the house in his undies and leaving dirty ones laying around. Of course, it was the scent of his funky 16-year-old asshole I craved the most. I had been sniffing his undies since he was in the 3rd grade, so I had become a connoisseur of his boyscent. It had been a pleasure to experience the heady ripening of his redolence over such a long period of time, as well as extremely frustrating that I hadn't been able to do more than sniff. After he had skated for about half an hour, he rolled into the garage and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge. I shifted so the hard-on in my shorts might be less obvious when he sat down at the little glass table across from me. His cute face and muscular chest were glistening with sweat and I immediately got a whiff of his musky teen pits. "A hundred dollars, huh?" he asked thoughtfully. "Yeah, and I'll get you those new skate shoes you wanted," I added. That would be another eighty bucks. "Sweet! Alright, deal," he announced and extended his hand across the table for a shake. I shook his hand but I was somewhat disappointed that it had come down to a business transaction. "Ok, so how're we gonna do this?" he asked. "Um...go inside and sit on the couch," I suggested. "A'ight," he said and grinned. He downed the rest of his water and belched loudly before he got up. I followed him into the house where he sat on the couch in a relaxed an inviting posture: leaned back, legs spread, no shirt on. He had an amused look on his face and it suddenly occurred to me that he might just be messing with me to see how far I would go with no intention of actually letting me suck him off. On the other hand, I fully intended to go as far as he'd allow me to take it. Within seconds I was on my knees between his legs and unbuckling his belt. I leaned down and kissed his well-defined abs while I carefully unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and opened them wide to find his hard cock straining in his cute boxers. I inhaled the awesome scent of his cock as I mouthed it through his sweat-dampened underwear. The powerful, boyish spiciness of his teen cockscent was intoxicating. He made no move to stop me, so I carefully maneuvered his rock-hard cock out of the fly of his boxers. It was a nice six inches long, bulging with veins, neatly cut, crowned with a perfect, flared head and surrounded at the base by a neat bush of light-brown pubes. His perfect, hairless young nuts remained hidden in his underwear. I was aware of him quietly watching me as I grasped his cock with one hand and started licking the head. I licked the head of his cock thoroughly, lapping up the glistening bead of precum that had appeared at the tip. I loved the smell and taste of his cock. Closing my mouth around the head, I swirled my tongue around it and then slowly swallowed his cock. To show him how eager I was to suck him, I deep throated his meat to the root, burying my nose in his sweaty pubes. I could feel the heat and dampness of his crotch like steam against my face as I let his teen cock slide into my throat. His tool was the perfect size for sucking; a nice thick cock but just the right length for giving him a good deep throat blow job. Opening my throat, I swallowed him fully, allowing his delicious cock to gag me as I wrapped my lips around the hairy base of it. Slimy saliva lubricated my throat and wet his balls as I repeatedly swallowed and slurped on his cock. Using my lips, tongue and tight throat, I pumped my head with determination to give him the best blow job of his life. "Yeah, that feels good," he said and exhaled heavily. I could tell that my skill at deep throating his cock and my eagerness to suck it was exiting him more and more. He grabbed the back of my head to force his cock deeper into my willing throat. I took a deep breath and swallowed his thick cock again and again. My throat tightened around his cock when I gagged. With my jaws wide apart, I tightened my lips around his cock and tried hard to keep my teeth off the sensitive flesh. When he let me up for air, I gasped for breath and took a break to carefully lick the head of his cock again. "Fuck yeah, you give good head," he breathed. "Mmm, love sucking your cock," I muttered between wet licks. He watched me lick it for several seconds before he suddenly stood up. A stab of disappointment pierced me because I was sure he had changed his mind and would zip his pants and flee, abandoning me there on my knees with the scent of his smelly cock smeared on my lips and nose. He must have seen the stunned look on my face. "Don't worry, I'm still gonna let you suck it," he assured me and chuckled. Instead of zipping up, he stripped off his jeans and underwear and then sat back down on the couch with his muscular legs spread for me. I immediately crawled between them and started licking the head of his cock again. Moving down, I licked and nibbled the hairy base, inhaling the powerful smell as his aromatic pubes tickled my lips and nose. Grasping them firmly but gently, I licked his awesome nuts and crotch enjoying his scent. Suddenly, I got a whiff of the little stud's funky asshole. He spread his legs further apart and moaned quietly as he enjoyed me licking his balls. I carefully lifted his wet nuts and licked underneath and tried to get my tongue to his asshole. "You trying to lick my asshole?" he asked. "Yep. You haven't had a good blowjob until you've had your asshole licked," I remarked and grinned. "Say please," he ordered playfully. "Please, Tyson," I begged looking up at him from between his legs. "Please let me lick your hot asshole." I licked the head of his cock, lapping up the precum that was oozing from his piss slit. "Dude, you are such a fuckin' fag!" he said good-naturedly and laughed, but he slouched further down on the couch and propped one foot on the nearby coffee table to give me access to his hole. "Mmm," I moaned and immediately started sniffing and licking his sharply scented, gamey asshole. His hole was moist and glistening with the tangy ripeness of teen boybutter. It smelled like sweet, balsamic vinegar and cream cheese mixed with the warm, yeasty scent of his sweaty balls. I tongued his asshole thoroughly and then licked his nuts, grasping them firmly so I could lick them properly. "Oh, fuck," he muttered quietly. After licking his nuts, I licked and nibbled the base of his cock. Working my way quickly up the shaft, I licked the awesome head once more. He grasped my head again as I swallowed his meat with renewed determination to give him an excellent blow job. I deep throated him again for a few strokes and then started sucking with shorter, faster strokes in an earnest effort to please him. "Oh, yeah," he breathed and held onto my head firmly. I worked hard to suck his cock firmly and steadily the way I knew he'd like it. I loved working hard for his teen load and doing my best to be a good cocksucker for him. As I sucked, his cock grew even bigger, veins bulging more prominently along the shaft and the engorged head darkened and flared even more. His nut sack began to tighten and gather his balls closer to his body. I grasped his wet nuts with one hand and gently tugged on them as I sucked his cock vigorously. The muscles of his legs tightened and quivered. "Ahhh...fuck...yeah!" he moaned as his cock jerked and squirted a hot load of cum in my mouth and throat in a series of powerful spurts. He held my head firmly and squirmed and grunted as he came. I kept my lips tight around his shaft and tugged his nuts as he shot off. I felt his spunk filling my mouth and throat as his cock jerked and squirted. When he loosened his grasp on my head, I withdrew so I could breathe, opening my mouth so he could see it was full of his cum before I swallowed the massive load. I carefully squeezed his cock and lapped up the cum that oozed from the tip. He laid back and watched as I enjoyed the result of my hard work, eagerly licking the last of his load from his piss slit. Ten minutes later, he was outside skating again with a crisp, new, one-hundred-dollar bill in his pocket, and I was upstairs sniffing a pair of his dirty undies. I stroked my cock while I relived the experience of licking his asshole and sucking his cock. I found the spot in his undies with the tangiest smell of his delicious asshole and closed my eyes as I imagined sniffing and licking his sweaty crack and funky hole. I could still taste his hot, teen cum and I could hear the click and clack of his skateboard on the sidewalk outside as I replayed in my mind the unbelievable experience of sucking Tyson's cock and licking his hot asshole. I inhaled his scent from his underwear and my asshole twitched at the sudden intense vision of getting fucked by the little stud. I came thinking about him fucking me and wondered afterwards how much I would have to pay him for the privilege.