Gay For Pay

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Ryan looked good today. A white t-shirt stretched over him hanging just low enough not to expose the band of his underwear above the waist of his low riding, baggie carpenter pants. A ball cap covered his buzzed, bleached out hair. Bright blue eyes and a sexy smile adorned his face, a tight three-inch goatee sprouting from his chin gave him a rebel look. His deep voice resonated in the small apartment as he talked.

We were at a friends hanging out and drinking beer. I tried to keep from staring at Ryan, but it was hard. He is not the type I usually go for and I couldn’t explain why I was so attracted to him. I had been since first meeting him a year ago. He’s a sexy guy. He’s straight so I’ve never directly hit on him. I have teased him a few times about hooking up. He takes in stride. I know he has never had a gay experience before so I’m careful not to offend him.

When it was time for our friend to leave for work we were in no condition to drive. She told us to stay at her place until she returned five hours later. Not having any alternative we stayed.

The beer only lasted another hour. Not being able to drive and without a liquor store nearby we decided to raid Rachel’s cabinets in hope of finding a bottle. It took no time to locate a couple bottles of whiskey. We crashed on the sofa, turned on some music videos and took turns sipping from the bottle.

By the time we started on the second bottle we were getting drunk. Ryan had relaxed quite a lot. We exchanged several personal stories, the kind guys don’t always share with each other. The alcohol and Ryan’s relaxed attitude was making me want him even more. He made it worse by telling me about his girlfriend and how she never wants to fool around anymore. I tried to sound sympathetic but my thoughts kept turning to how horny he must be.

He fell silent for a few minutes. Not caring how he might react I took a chance. Trying to keep my voice from shaking I asked, “ Aren’t you horny?”

The question didn’t phase him, “ Yeah! I beat off twice a day.”

In a joking manner I pushed further, “ Why haven’t you called me? “ I’d help you out.”

He turned to me with a laugh, “I might if things don’t change.”

Throwing sense out the window I reached over and slid my hand into the top of his pants. The loose jeans made it easy for me to get inside and rub him through the thin fabric of his boxers. He didn’t even flinch so I didn’t stop. He began to grow hard under my touch. Without letting go of him I used my other hand to open his jeans. His cock was solid and thick, about seven inches long. I left him long enough to pull his boxers down exposing his manhood. I was surprised to find he was uncut. My hand moved to squeeze the tight sack below. Ryan leaned his head back and closed his eyes.

My hand moved over his thick meat, each down stroke pulling his hood back revealing a dark red mushroom. My tongue found the trail of hair from his naval and traced it down to the treasure at the end. I held him tight at the base and squeezed hard. A deep sigh escaped Ryan when my tongue ran up his granite shaft. I bathed his pole until it glistened with spit. Ryan moaned when I finally wrapped my lips around the head, snaking my tongue inside the hood to taste the salty fluid leaking from it. Slowly I peeled back the foreskin. I teased him, licking and sucking on his sensitive head. “Oh shit” was his response to my skills. I opened wide, enclosing him only when he was completely inside my throat. I massaged his balls as I slurped and sucked his cock.  

Ryan started to pump his hips to me. I let him set the pace. His increasing speed didn’t stop me from swallowing every thrust. I let him fuck my face until I sensed he was close. I didn’t want him to cum yet. I moved lower to work on the tense sack below. I washed the smooth skin with my tongue before sucking them into my mouth. More words of satisfaction came from Ryan. I clamped down over his balls, letting my tongue edge out to lick the skin behind them. Slowly I made my way closer to his virgin hole. When no protests came I continued.

I moved down to my knees in front of him to remove his jeans and boxers. I slid my hands under his cheeks and lifted him slightly to give me better access to his ass. I moved in, licking up the length of his hairy crack. His scent filled my nose causing my own cock to twitch. Aggressively I attacked his hole. I ate with gusto. Ryan’s moans told me he was enjoying this new experience.

I worked back to his balls and then up to his cock. I lapped up the stream of pre cum flowing down his pole. Once again I swallowed him. After only a few moments in my mouth his cock began to jerk. I worked the red mushroom with my mouth and pumped his shaft hard and tight. As the first jets of cream shot from him I swallowed him, sucking the sweet juice from him. Load after load blew into my throat. I drank all he could give. I didn’t let him go until he softened.

Ryan’s eyes were wide, his breathing still harsh. I looked up to him.

“Did that help?”

Almost breathless he answered, “Fuck”, “That was the best blow job I’ve ever had.”

I sat down beside him, “Anytime, just ask”.

He looked me over, realizing I was completely dressed he asked, “Didn’t you get off?”

Surprise was in my voice, “No, but it’s cool.”

He was silent for a minute. Then to my shock he asked, “Maybe I can at least jack you off.”

I couldn’t believe it, “If you want to.”

He hesitated for a moment before reaching over to unbutton my jeans. He pulled the zipper down slowly. Using both hands he pulled my clothes to my knees. He looked at my rock hard eight inches exclaiming, “Damn you’re big”.

Tentatively he wrapped his hand around me. Slowly he moved his hand up and down my shaft. I asked him if he liked the feel of another mans cock in his hand. He said he liked it. He worked my rod like a pro, varying speed and pressure. He asked if it felt good. I told him yes it did. I couldn’t believe that Ryan was actually jerking me off. I could feel my orgasm coming on fast.
“Are you close?”

“Yes, work the head.”

He twisted his hand over and around my helmet. Almost immediately I started to shoot. He sped up as I came. Three large pools of my juice covered my chest, the rest erupting down the side of my pole and over Ryan’s fingers.

When it was over he said, “That was cool”.

I handed him a tissue to clean his hand of my juice, “You liked that?”

He looked down at his cock, “Fuck yea, look I’m hard again”.

Seeing his dick standing at attention caused my dick to swell again. I wanted him inside me, but not yet. I was going to take my time. I looked him square in the eye and asked if he was up for more. He wanted to know what I had in mind. I told him to take off his shirt and lay down on the floor. As he did I removed my clothes and lay down beside him. I told him to relax and I would make him feel even better. Ryan took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

My tongue found a dark pink nipple. I teased with the tip of my tongue, circling the edge and flicking over the hardening point. As my mouth came down to suck the disk I wrapped my hand around his balls. I increased the pressure on his sack while I worked his stiff tit. My teeth took a good bite of his hard pointed nipple and I pulled down on his sack.

Ryan was moaning, clearly enjoying my skill. I moved closer so he could feel my hard cock against his leg. I pushed his arms up to expose his sweaty pits. My tongue moved over his chest and down to his side. I traced the muscle of his back working up the hair spiking from his underarm. I lapped hard through the thick fur and up his arm several times before I dove in to feast. I licked and sucked at him, pulling the salty curls over my tongue.

Holding his arms down I moved in to nibble and bite at his neck. As I reached his ear I shifted my body onto his. Our hard cocks slid over each other. I whispered to him, “Does that feel good?”

His simple reply was, “Yes.”

I used my legs to pry his open wide enough for me to get between them. I whispered again, “ If you think that feels good you’ll love this.”

I shifted down lifting up slightly then lowered myself down so my balls rested on his.
Ryan’s breathless voice whistled, “Oh fuck.”

I started to grind into him, crushing our sacks together. Ryan moved beneath me increasing the friction.

I moved up and slid my cock through the trail of hair on his stomach. Leaning back I moved my ass so his hard pole could slide up my crack. Ryan worked his meat up and down rubbing the shaft over my pucker. Our eyes locked and asked him if he wanted to fuck me. Yes he did.

I reached behind to coat his pole with spit. I moved forward until his mushroom found my hole. I pushed back letting just two inches in. Ryan’s eyes were filled with lust. I wanted him. In one swift move I slid down his cock burying every inch inside me. I started to ride him. Ryan matched my pace steadily increasing the speed. His eyes were wide