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This is a GAY Highschool story, which will evolve each chapter. Those familliar with my work, will no doubt enjoy it!
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STRAIGHT BROKE DUDEZ
PREVIOUS CHAPTER:
After getting himself as far as to phone the number of the advertisment in Playboy, Gareth scored himself an interview with the company who placed it, called Broke and Straight. He was very nervous, as any sixteen year old boy would be, because he knew the job had something to do with porn. He calmed himself down by believing that he could fuck any girl or woman that they would expect him to, and that for easy cash. However, when he was introduced to Broke and Straight's receptionist, Tash, and the owner of the company, Mr Xavier, Mr X for short, Gareth to his shock found out that Broke and Straight was a mobile website for GAY pornography between teenage boys. Especially teenage boys who were broke and needed money, and who would have gay relations on camera for money. Gareth couldn't go through with it and ran out of the company as fast he could, however, the Head of the school, Mr Daniels, called him later in the week and told him that his schoolfees hadn't been paid for over three months, and unless his family paid the outstanding amount, Gareth wouldn't be able to write his exams, meaning he would be failing his year. That prompted Gareth to return to Broke and Straight, telling Mr X and he would do whatever he was asked. Mr X gave him a typical scene script of a teenager who had broken into his teacher's office, and who had been caught. Now, the teenager said he would do anything to prevent the teacher from calling his parents. The teacher answered that he would let the boy go, if he allowed the teacher to suck his cock. Gareth would play the part of the boy, and Mr X, the part of the teacher, right there and then. Would Gareth, a straight sixteen year old boy, really go through with gay sexual acts? Lets find out!*
CHAPTER 3
"You wanna try it right now?" Mr X asked, looking lustfully at the bulge that was slowly being created inside the young boy's trousers. Gareth was indeed a very sexy, very handsome teenage boy, he reeked and showed masculinity from the off, his huge biceps and toned, flat stomach from all the years of swimming had indeed paid off. This boy was perhaps broke, but he was beautiful. Manly and strong. Just what Broke and Straight catered for.
"I...uhm...I dunno, Mr X...I've just met you and..."
"If you're gonna do this, my boy, then you would meet a lot of the boys that you'll have sex with only an hour or so before the recording. If you can't even show me what you're prepared to do, then this entire meeting is a little pointless, don't you think?" Mr X said slowly.
Gareth breathed slowly in and out, while looking over the script, reading the things that "the teacher" would end up doing with the "student" in the little scene. He knew it was wrong. Gay wasn't natural. It was against everything he was taught and brought up to believe. He closed his eyes. He had no choice. No other job would pay a schoolkid over a $1000 bucks to begin with. He looked up at the twenty-three year old Mr X and nodded.
"Don't I have to...like...learn these words before we start?" he asked, somehow hoping to buy more time.
"No, not at all, well if I sign you up for Broke and Straight, yes, but this is only a test, like an audition of sorts. I'm not gonna record it either. So just say the lines as written on the page, and I'll do the same. Don't worry, Gareth...I won't hurt you, buddy," Mr X said, before giving Gareth a friendly pat on the shoulder. Gareth once more took another deep breath, before Mr X left the room. The scene was about to begin. Gareth knew what he had to do.
TEACHER/STUDENT SCENE
The naughty Grade 10 student was looking around his English teacher's office for the test that they had just written. He had made a huge mistake on one of the questions and while the teacher was out of the room, he sneaked in hoping to correct the answer. While he was fumlbing through his teacher's things, the door suddenly opened with a bang!
"What the hell are you doing here, boy?" the teacher shouted, incenced that his stuff was being violated by this little shit infront of him.
"Jeez, Mr Fuckstick, I didn't see you there! I was just looking for..."
"You broke into my office, young man? Lemme guess, you wanted to steal your English test to correct something, didn't you?"
"I'm sorry, Sir! I didn't think it was that big a deal?"
"Well...if you didn't think it was that big a deal, then perhaps you parents should know about this, don't you think? That they have raised a little liar and a thief!"
"NO!! Please, Mr Fuckstick, don't call them! My dad will kill me, he'll stop my from going to Football practise, and I really need to play this Friday!"
"I'm sorry, boy! I have to stick by the rules. I'm calling your parents."
"SIR PLEASE!! Look, I'll do ANYTHING you want me to, just don't fuck up my life like this!"
"Wait...anything? Did you say...anything, young man?"
"I believe I did, Sir. I'm desperate to play Friday. Please, can't we work this out somehow?"
The teacher placed the phone back onto the hook and walked over to his sixteen year old student. He looked the boy up and down. He was indeed packing a good amount in those tight jeans.
"Well...there is something you can do for me..."
"Jeez, Sir, just say it and I'll do it, please I have to play Friday!"
"Would you let me suck your cock?"
"What? I aint no fucking fag!"
"Then I suppose I have to call your parents, and the principal and the Football coach..."
"OKAY! OKAY!!"
"Okay, what?"
"Okay, you can suck my fucking cock. You're the one blowing, not me. I ain't no fag."
"You sure, young man?"
"Yeah, whatever, just blow me and get it over with!"
BACK TO REALITY
Gareth had played his part of the student perfectly well. He could totally relate with his character to be honest. This was almost exactly how he would have reacted if one of his teachers would have done something like this. He knew he had to stay in character for what was coming.
Mr X...also still in his character, walked over to Gareth. He gently reached upwards and ran his fingers through Gareth's spiky teenage hair, feeling the youthful bounce and texture of it. He then reached out with both hands and placed them on the young boy's shoulders. His eyes was sending a silent message to Gareth...relax...let me do all the work...He gently started to caress the muscular shoulders, and he immediately felt Gareth starting to destress just a little. He kept his left hand on Gareth's shoulder, while slowly travelling down Gareth's six pack abs with his right, feeling them, caressing them, gently through the boy's shirt. He felt Gareth's nipples tense and harden during his actions. He finally reached the boy's navel and rubbed the area just above his boxers. He gently ran his right hand upwards yet again, feeling the hardness of the boy's stomach before he gently placed both hands on the boy's waist.
Oh God...Gareth had kissed Lee Anne more than enough times to know what Mr X was gonna do right then. He just kept thinking about the money...Mr X leaned forward and gently placed his lips on Gareth's, who was being kissed by a fellow male for the first time in his life. Mr X had all the experience in the world to fully turn this straight boy on and make him hard as fuck. He continued running his fingers through Gareth's hair, while he could feel Gareth starting to return his kisses, the urgency of his tongue opened the young man's mouth and caressed the insides of his mouth. He broke off the kiss unexpectantly and dove gently onto his "student's" neck, planting kisses all over the smooth skin of the sixteen year old, kissing his forehead, before placing his arms around Gareth's neck.
"Get ready to be blown away, boy..." Mr X whispered while he reached for the bottom of Gareth's shirt and started to gently get rid of the t-shirt. Gareth, as if in some sort of trance, lifted his arms to expose his six pack abs to Mr X. The latter gasped softly as he took in the manly, yet still somewhat boyish features. He fluttered his fingers over the six ridges of the powerful pectoral muscles he saw. Gently he kissed Gareth on his forehead yet again before slowly kneeling down. He could immediately sense a change in Gareth's body. Once again it tenced up, as the boy knew what was coming.
Mr X leaned forward and placed his lips onto one of Gareth's pecks, and lovingly kissed the smooth, hard muscle, making time to give each one of the six some decent attention. He licked his way between those hard abs towards the waistband of Gareth's trousers, and slowly started to unzip the young boy. He could feel the hardness that could only be Gareth's sixteen year old cock throbbing in his confindment. The older man sucked on the younger one's stomach like it was his mouth. Gareth started for moan for the first time during those they had been busy. He was straight perhaps, but he was more than getting aroused by what was happening...and what was going to happen. Mr X unclasped the belt of the trousers Gareth was wearing and slips them right out of their home. He doesn't waste any time and pulls the youngster's trousers to his knees. Gareth's think, tasty, teenage cock can clearly be seen quivering in his boxers, much like the boy's stomach was shaking and his voice moaning in anticipation. The "teacher's" fingers caressed Gareth's body once more, from his navel, through his abs, straight to his nipples, tweaking both of them.
"FUCK...shit oh God...oh fuck..." Gareth moaned, appreciative of this man's actions on his sixteen year old body. Mr X wasn't about to finish it there. He leaned foward to where Gareth's cock was still in hiding, and kissed it softly, feeling the hard texture underneath his lips. Immediately he felt Gareth's hands on his head, gripping his hair.
"Please...please..." he whispered, looking down at Mr X, who gave him a smile in return.
"Your wish is my command..." he whispered back and finally freed the desperate organ, trapped for way too long, allowing it to bob infront of him like an army soldier's last resort. Mr X admired Gareth's nudity before him. His cock was about seven inches hard, smooth and thick. He had a tuft of black hair growing at the base of his shaft, but his balls were hairless. He reached out and started to stroke Gareth's erection ever so slowly.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck...mmm that's so good, fuck!" Gareth moaned, his abs contracting as his torso bent over at the sheer contact. Mr X licked his lips. The foreskin was perfectly retracted over the shining cockhead, which couldn't have been more solid hard even if Gareth had tried. He was more than ready. He lifted the hard organ upwards to have access to the young man's balls. He attacked them with almost vicious like anger, swirling his tongue around each of the heavy balls, pressing his mouth to the sack and began to give both of Gareth's boys a right old good sucking. All this was going on while Mr X was still stroking that delicious teen boy cock up and down, feeling it pulse within his fingers.
Gareth clenched his teeth as to not make too much of a noise, but his balls were on fire, and so was his dick. Mr X released his balls, and started to toss his cock off even faster than before. Without warning Gareth, he leaned down, closed his eyes, opened his mouth, and closed it around the teen's thickness.
"FUCCCCKK!! OH...OH FUCKIN HELL!!" Gareth yelled out, as he couldn't keep his emotion in any longer. Mr X could taste the clean teenboy fragrance along with the sweat that any nornal dude Gareth's age gave off. Gareth's eyes rolled from side to side. Never did Lee Anne make him feel like THIS! Mr X was sucking like mad, knowing what the reward would be at the end of their endeavours. He pulled Gareth's rock hard, leaking dick as far as it was possbile into his mouth and sucked with the power of a fucking vacuum cleaner. He held the cock at the base while he began licking the mushroom shaped cockhead alone, licking and biting along the thick ridge and his tongue drilling the leaking, puffy, piss slit of the youngster. He lapped the steadily flowing pre cum greedy and tried cramming the seven inch steel hard fucker into his mouth at once. He succeeded.
"Come on, boy...jack your cock off for me...I can feel you're close. Cum for me, boy. Spurt your teenage cum all over my face!" Mr X told Gareth and released the dangerously bobbing teen meat over to its owner. Gareth was so out it, he didn't even know the difference between his cock and his balls any longer. He immediately took hold of his pride and joy and began jacking it off like he would normally do at home. His cockhead was getting more and more full of THAT tingly feeling when you're about to power your juice out of its balls.
"Oh...OHHHHH...AHHH SHITTTT!!!" Gareth screamed as his hand became a fucking blur on his teen cock. He arched his back as his teenage sperm just seemed to pour of his cock. He splattered all over Mr X's handsome face, his hair, his neck, his chin, his Adam's apple, fucking everywhere. The office was full of the sheer smell of rich, teen boy cum. Gareth gave his cock one final tug, before Mr X leaned down and took the spent dick in his mouth once more, fully cleaning the yummy meat before allowing it bob in mid air, totally done.
Gareth's breathing was dangerously quick, and Mr X grabbed his handkerchief and wiped the sperm off his face. He walked over to Gareth, who was clutching the desk, his chest heaving up and down. There was only one thought that continued to travel through Gareth's mind...what the fuck did I just do...
"Gareth...you okay, pal?" Mr X asked gently, lifting the boy's head upwards to him. Gareth nodded, but his breathing wasn't slowing down. Mr X grabbed the younger boy and hugged him, Gareth was so tired and confused that he allowed his arms to wrap around the older man's. Together they stood like that until Gareth's breathing slowed down to normalcy. He then broke the embrace, kissing Gareth's forehead.
"Are you sure this is what you wanna do, man?" he asked Gareth, more a whisper than anything else.
Gareth looked Mr X in the eye, still not believing that he had just been blown to orgasm, a fucking powerful one at that, by another DUDE...
"I guess I have to, right?" he answered, his voice hoarse with emotion.
"Right. I'll get you signed up. Here...when you're ready, just complete this form and I'll let you go until we do your first shoot. Don't worry, buddy, you won't be fucking around with me on camera like we just did. I am the boss, afterall!" Mr X said with a slight laugh.
"So...I'll do...stuff like this with other dudes my age?" Gareth asked, his hand trembling as he filled in the form.
"Well yes, Broke and Straight is designed for gay teenage boys from ages 12-18. We get the odd older guy who gets off on watching teenage porn, but mostly its from gay guys around the world of those mentioned ages. Another thing...you need to choose a name for yourself, under which you would be performing when shooting scenes. You don't wanna go using your real name, now do you?"
Gareth thought for a minute...he had already used his best buddy Kris's name when he first came here for the interview a couple of days ago...Kris was a nice, random name, with no particular meaning or significance.
"I'll stick to the name, Kris for now..." he said to Mr X as he completed the form.
"Hmmm many dudes won't watch a movie of a guy called a random name like Kris that often...wait a minute...you know that movie called Grease Lightning, the one with John Travolta?" Mr X asked excitedly.
"Heard about, never seen it, why?"
"How about you perform under the name of "Kris Lightning"? Get it? Almost sounds the same AND...it's catchy. I would wanna watch a scene from a guy with that name!"
"Yeah...cool, Mr X. That's what I'll do," Gareth said shyly. From letting a dude blow him to having his own pornstar name. Kris Lightning. Jeez...what the fuck am I doing with this queer shit...he thought ruefully. He was still straight afterall.
"And here..." Mr X said, handing Gareth over an envelope.
"What is this?" Gareth asked, confused.
"Just take it, pal. You deserve it," Mr X said before winking at Gareth.
Later that afternoon Gareth got home and walked up to his room. He opened the envelope Mr X gave him.
Good God...there had to be about over a $1000 in there! He took out the money and counted it carefully. Yep...$1500 for allowing Mr X to blow him. With this alone, he could pay three of his parents's outstanding accounts! Gareth placed the money back into the envelope and laid down on his bed. He could still feel and imagine Mr X doing stuff to him. If Mr X was a bald fat guy with bad breath, he could have just brushed it off. But he wasn't...was he? Mr X was one of the most fittest and most handsome guys Gareth had ever seen. He was only seven years older than him. He didn't need to be gay to appreciate Mr X's good looks. Why couldn't he stop thinking of his new boss?
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RYAN WHITE.