I had recently lost my job, and had been applying for stuff all over. I found a website that was looking for some freelance work. You had to upload a picture. It seemed a little strange, but definitely would help with verifying identity and all that, so I put one up. The image kind of shrunk on the site, and gave my face a unique lighting, highlighting my features. I stared at it for a second.
"Wow, I look hot," I joked to myself. I didn't hear a single thing back from the website for a few days, until I suddenly got a message, which was titled "Hey! Urgent, Please Read!" I opened it, and began reading. It said: "Hey there. Wow, you're adorable. And I see that you're located in my area. Message me back if you're interested in having some hot fun. Pay$ well!"
I sat there, confused for a second, reading over the message. This didn't seem like writing or data entry work. I looked at the profile picture of the person who sent it, and it was a middle aged man (based off the profile pic) with a bit of facial hair, dark hair and dark features. And, was he the one then who said I'm adorable??
My heart started racing for a minute. Was this guy trying to solicit something from me? I had to force myself to breathe. There's no way this could mean what I think it means. And I'm totally straight, so there's no reason I'd be interested in something like that anyways. I messaged back: "I'm sorry, I'm confused. What is it that you need? And thanks for the adorable comment, lol. I'm straight though."
The strange message played in my head all night. I finally got a response back, the next afternoon. Opening the message, it said: "Well, we have a studio rented and I'd love you to stop by tomorrow. That's ok if you're straight. A lot of guys do some stuff like this for pay, that doesn't mean they're gay or anything. And by "this," yes, I mean I'd love to film you with another guy. I actually have another guy ready, a top, he's never been on film before. And you have that total bottom energy. So message me asap!" He then sent an address, contact info, and pay info.
My jaw quivered as I read the message. I felt strange feelings coming up, things I'd repressed for years possibly. Of course, I've had fantasies about what it would be like, to be with another guy. To have my slim body appreciated (for once), to have some stud seduce me, and for a large sum of money too!
I looked at the profile pic of the guy who messaged me. I suddenly began to imagine him holding a camera. I'm staring at the camera, my eyes shut as another, stronger man is beside me, lifting my shirt up, my hard abs being rubbed down. And my cock began to grow, swell actually, as this image flashed in my mind. Was... was I actually considering this?
I took a deep breath and messaged back: "Wow. This is a tempting offer. I'm just nervous, I've never done ANYTHING with a guy before. I don't know how that would work on camera for you."
I sent the message, and began to rub my dick a bit, imagining more of this surreal experience, when I got a message back, almost immediately. It read: "That's perfect! Nothing like seeing a first timer get seduced on camera, it always ends up super hot! And the other guy, Leon, he is a hunk, let me tell you. I think you two would make an awesome pair on camera. So, are you interested? Message back ASAP! We film tomorrow, and I have others lined up if you're not interested. But I really want you!"
He, he wants me? Nobody wanted me for anything now a days. I lifted my shirt up, rubbing my abs, right there at the computer. My dick was throbbing, leaking in my boxers. I messaged back quickly, without even thinking: "Sure. I'll be there. Tomorrow." I sent the message and pulled my cock out, rubbing it rapidly. I began to moan, my cock rock hard as I pumped it, waiting for his response.
It didn't take long, my breathing and heart race increasing as I reached my orgasm, shooting my cum into a nearby tissue paper. I let out one last moan of pleasure, and he messaged back. It just said: "Cool, can't wait! This is going to be so hot." And he followed that up with details on when and where tomorrow.
After my orgasm, I came to my senses a bit. I almost began to panic. What had I just agreed to? But it was ok, I thought. I didn't have to go. It's not like I signed a contract or anything. But as the night went on, and I searched more online for job offers, I kept thinking about it. How surreal it would be, to have an erotic fantasy like that fulfilled, and to be paid for it no less.
Somehow, I managed to sleep that night. Sleep well, actually. I awoke the next morning, and I had some of the strongest morning wood that I'd ever had. Suddenly, I remembered what I had agreed to today. I woke up and ate a light breakfast, some coffee, and showered (very thoroughly). It's like something was pulling me, compelling me to do this. And soon, I was in my car, headed to the address that was messaged to me.
I had plenty of time to be nervous and over think on the way there (it was about a 20 minute drive) but my cock stayed awake the entire ride, half hard, anticipating this surreal new adventure.
I got to the address, and it was a somewhat smaller building. I parked and texted the number I'd received, saying that I'm here. I was told to go inside, Mark (the guy who set this up) was running a few minutes late. Leon was already inside, and was eager to meet me. My heart started racing a bit. I was a bit nervous, but I climbed out of my car and into the building.
Inside, everything seemed so clean and sterile. There was a front lobby desk (with no one behind it) and a small waiting area. There was another man sitting down, a buff, stud of a man. He had darker features than mine, definitely a bit taller, and big, buff arms. He had on a tight black shirt and ripped jeans. Upon seeing me, he smiled, and stood up, walking towards me. I stood there like a nervous fool as he approached.
"Hi," he said, in a hot, husky voice. "I'm Leon. And you're definitely not Mark, so you must be Jacob, right?"
I laughed, nervously, and said that I was.
"Well, come here," he said, holding out his arms. I walked forward a bit, and he wrapped his arms around me, hugging me tight, pulling me towards his massive body. "I'm so excited to film with you," he said, his hands sliding down my back. They rested on my ass cheeks and he squeezed them, a small moan escaping my lips.
"Mark tells me you've never been with another guy before. This can't be true, right? You're so cute." I was having trouble responding, all the blood rushing to my dick as he pressed himself up against me.
"I've... never," I managed to say, feebly.
"Wow, can't wait to be your first. I'm a bit nervous to be honest though, this is my first time being on film," and as he said this, he looked down, analyzing my face.
"Oh," was all I managed to say, my cock starting to throb against him now. Would he mind?
"I just thought we could get acquainted for a minute or two, while we're waiting on Mark, is that ok?" he asked, so sweetly, his large hands still holding my ass, forcing my body against his.
"Yeah. yes." I said, in a daze.
"Your lips are so pretty," he said, lifting up a hand, rubbing a finger against my lips.