āMy homie as soon as a 20 dollar bill is involvedā but unironically??
I want to be a sworn little straightie but without even a dollar in my pocket so I always have to bargain with my friends to have something to eat when we go out.
Until one of our friends jokes about me sucking his cock for a 20 piece. I get really defensive but he insists.
āYou barely pull your weight with us. I honestly donāt see a reason to keep hanging out with you being a money siphon n shit.ā
Iām really hurt by his words but I canāt really deny them. All I do is stay by them and ask for foodā¦ and without that I donāt really have much of a life so I donāt have a choice!
So we back into an alley and I hesitantly kneel down and waitā¦
āHurry it up, fag. Iām tired of doing all the work for you.ā
Silently I reach to undo his pants, the others chuckling and calling me a bitch. But I canāt shake off that this feelsā¦ goodā¦
I pull his pants down and Iām met with his hard dick slapping against my chin, sending the others into a laughing fit while Iām blushing, embarrassed.
āY-You guys are gross-ā
This is the first time I see one up close, canāt say I ever expected to. Iām hit with the strong smell of a hard member which unexpectedly gives me butterflies in my stomach and cheeksā¦
āWell? Hurry it up sissy. Quit staring at it like a damn dog and pay for your food.ā
Ten long minutes pass in that alleyway with me trying my best to recreate what Iāve seen in porn. Bobbing up and down with it in my mouth and clumsily rubbing it with my tongue as it goes by. Heās on his phone, disinterested to whatās going on and flicking through his favourite material trying to get off on my less-than-adequate head.
He finally snaps out of boredom and pushes my head off his dick.
āYouāre gonna have to do better than that for me to keep you around dumbassā
He grabs me by the hair and holds me in front of his cock before furiously jerking it off with his other hand, holding his tip up to my dazed mouth.
āH-howās This for a free meal you f-fucking twatā
I feel his seed shoot into the back of my mouth, filling my throat with it and leaving me no choice but to swallow. Canāt make any messes that would make him angrierā¦
I did eventually get my chicken nuggets and no one spoke about that moment the rest of the day. Things went by as they normally would. Except I couldnāt shake off how hard I got during all of it
When I got to my shitty little apartment, I hopped into my bedroom and fantasized. Thinking back on the affair and I got all tingly again. I touched myself to the thought, calling myself a dumb gay fag for enjoying it. Not just the head but the constant name calling and humiliation. Was i really not just into girls? No time for my dumb cock drunk brain to think though, I was too absorbed in these little fantasies.
I cameā¦ and i came againā¦ and againā¦ faster than any time I would touch it to the thought of topping a cute girl. My mind was all around strong men making me slobber on their fat, smelly, hard cocks. Slapping my face with it, cumming on my face and on my soft, barely masculine chestā¦
And when I was done, I curled up in bed and tried to fall asleep despite the post-nut voice screaming about how much of a fag I am. I cant admit this to anyoneā¦ but maybe Iāll keep accepting these little bargains from my friend ā„ļø
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Hope this goes without saying but this didnāt really happen (sadly š) I just realized halfway through I wrote this in past tense
ā¦I Like orientation play a lot
Bye :3
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