18+ Adults Only. A work of fiction inspired by my real life experiences. Enjoy Responsibly.
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I stood out on the side of "Boner's" still naked talking to Earl. Earl had a small wooden fence on the side of the building and an outdoor hose. He sprayed me with the hose as I rinsed and scrubbed with a loofa and bar of soap.
Katie watched as we spoke holding a towel.
"So it's pretty simple." Earl started.
"I need a young hot stud who isn't afraid of getting dirty. I need a guy who can help out another man the way you just helped me in the basement."
"So you want me to be a fag? A gay prostitute?"
"Hell Son," Earl countered. "I saw the way you looked at Katie. I know you're into pussy."
"But I also felt your ass wrap around my cock. I watched your cock get hard from just being naked in front of me in the basement. I watched you cum all over them kegs from getting fucked. You may not be gay...but you sure as hell aren't straight either!"
Katie chucked as Earl stopped spraying the hose and she handed me the towel.
"I mean, Did you or did you not ask me to fuck your ass? Did you stop me when I opened your fly? And not to put too fine a point on it, but who's photo does Katie have with a load of man sauce dripping out of his ass?"
I glanced at Katie wanting to be mad. But instead I had to chuckle.
"Ok Earl. You have me there," I said.
"I don't care about labels and neither do my customers," Earl offered. "All I have is this place and my Katie." "You'd be doing us a huge favor to help out around back."
"And..." Earl Continued.
"And?" I asked again feeling a sense of deja vu.
"And those roughnecks tip pretty good. You may just get more money than you need."
I was very confused. And my ass was admittedly a little sore. I walked in for some ribs and beer. And a little more an hour later I was considered servicing strange men at a country roadside eatery. More than that, Earl was right. I had never experimented. But his cock brushing against me, his cock teasing me, and his cock fucking me had opened up more than my ass. I was getting hard again as I listened to his words and logic. Katie didn't miss my growing erection.
"Look Daddy" She said in her southern twang. "He's getting hard again thinking about dick."