Hi, my name is Leo (fake name). I'm 25 years old, late self-discovered bisexual, college dropout and barman. The story I'm about to tell happened for one reason only, money. But it started a chain reaction in my life that showed me a whole new world.
When the opportunity for easy money knocked on my door, I didn't think twice before answering. A friend, John, who knew about my situation presented me with an offer. Great. But it had to do with porn. Not so great.
But I listened to John because I trusted him and he was my friend. He assured me that Alec was the real deal. John knew me, knew that I wouldn't have much of a problem jerking off in front of a camera. Not that I had done that before. He could just tell by my personality. I wasn't exactly a saint.
Anyway, after he told me that Alec would pay 300 dollars for a jerk off, I didn't need much more convincing to meet with the guy, at least.
I texted Alex, who in turn said he wanted to interview me through video call. I agreed, and two days later, he called me.
Relief rushed through me as soon as I saw him. I expected an old ugly man. Alec seemed to be in his late thirties. He was bald and had muscles that tightened his shirt all over his chest and arms. He smiled friendly and talked to me about what he did. He explained that everything was legal, and if I agreed, he would send me some papers. I admit that I wasn't really worried about the legality, however, the more he talked, more at ease I felt. He guessed I had Italian blood, because of my natural tanned skin and some face features. And he complimented my curly black hair, but most of all, my smile. And he said: "I don't need to look to notice you have a nice body."
By the end of our conversation, I said that I was willing to do it, if he wanted me. And Alec, after I said that, opened a broad smile and said that I was the exact type he wanted.
A week went by and we met in person at his studio. I had to take two buses and although I didn't worried too much, it felt good that his studio was located far from home.
Now, I needed to take a moment and slowly process how different Alec looked in person. The reason for the change was his height, I concluded. He towered over me, like a mountain or a bear. His smile still was welcoming.
Alec made small talk as we went up the elevator and again put me at ease. What a friendly bull of a man.
I guess his studio needed to be a place that resembled a normal hotel room. He worked alone, because he managed everything by himself. The room had nothing unusual besides a standing camera in the middle, a tv stood next to it and some lamps here and there.
First he showed me the place, what everything served for, and once again explained how his site worked. He would record guys jerking off and sometimes doing other things. He would pay accordingly. We sat on the couch and talked about my limits.
Alec surprised me when he said that many guys just wanted the easy Jerk Off money. It was something fairly lighter to deal with and Alec had no problems.
By the end of our conversation, we agreed on some terms that would guarantee me 300 dollars for nakedness, jerking off and cumming. If I could come more than once, he would give me more money; if I improvised some dirty talk too.
So we set the date, but as I left, Alec told me to keep the contract with the list. Who knows, maybe I'll change my mind about some things.
"Doubt it" I said, smiling.
"Your friend did."
"What friend?"
Then I realized. Of course. OF COURSE. It made sense that John would have done it, if he was the one who actually told me about it. "Oh." The question was in the air, I didn't need to voice it.
"He let me grab him, suck him, among other things. He survived!" Alec said. "I'm only joking of course. I mean what I said, it's totally up to you and what you are comfortable with."
Still, I left the studio a bit shaken. The obvious realization just dropped on my mind and somehow I felt really... curious.
When I got home, the first thing I did was search up John on the site. This morbid curiosity that couldn't be ignored.
I was so dumb for not realizing before. John explained and pushed me to look into this. He knew so much about it because he did it first.
Why didn't he tell me? That son of a bitch. He talked only as if he knew a guy who knew a guy, before getting into details and somehow I fell for it.
Still, a lot of weight fell off my shoulders. Believing that I would find more comfort in my bed, I headed there and stopped only to turn off the lights.
I found John's video. There he was. I stared at the thumbnail and thought about what I was going to do.
John sat comfortably on the familiar black couch, wearing a tight red underwear and a sweet smile. The title: seduced blond jock enjoys too much.
My cock stiffened. I ignored this and clicked twice on the thumbnail, while my heart raced. Excitement rushed through me as if I was about to do something dangerous.
I would see something very personal about a good friend, which could change our relationship. I decided that the stakes were only as high as I would make them. I pressed play.
20 minutes in and everything went to hell. I lost it. John had his clothes all over the floor, and he moaned as Alec fingered him with two whole fingers. John's cock denounced his utter enjoyment, but if that wasn't enough, his words asking for Alec to go harder, to go faster, completed the job.
John had allowed Alec to explore his body almost everywhere, and the big man did it in many ways, even with his mouth. And now, my friend drowned himself in the sensations of that anal provocation.
