Kyle: $1000Mature


Our idea of making the most of the morning was to snuggle up and watch a couple movies. We chatted about random shit, just generally enjoying each other’s company. I’d thought moving out would mean I’d get to see Damien a little more but lately the most I seemed to see of him was him asleep while I was getting ready for school and maybe for half an hour after school before I had to go to work. I glanced at my phone to check the time and groaned internally as I saw how late it was. I almost considered calling in sick but I couldn’t expect Damien to do that, especially when he’d only just been hired. With a sigh I got up, changing into what had become my uniform and slipping on my shoes. I kissed Damien goodbye and we went our separate ways.


Pervy guy molested me as usual but once again he kept it going til I was hard. I felt kind of guilty for getting hard over it but what’s a guy to do? I was hard again by the end of my shift and once more, those strong arms slid round my waist while I waited for Cindy.

“Name your price” he whispered, his lips brushing against my ear.

I swallowed past the lump in my throat. Maybe if I gave in he’d leave me alone. Yeah right, he’d probably just perv on me even more. But... It was extra money...

“That... That’d depend on what you wanted to do”

“How about we start with a blowjob and see where things go” he smirked.

I tried to swallow the lump in my throat but it didn’t really work. Pervy guy led me over to his car, a flashy expensive looking thing, and slid into the back with me on his lap.

“How much are you willing to pay?” I asked, trying to hold my nerve.

“$1000 depending on what happens”

I widened my eyes at that. $1000? Seriously? Just imagine what me and Damien could do with a thousand bucks. He kissed the tiny hickey he’d left behind yesterday and shuffled in his seat a little, making me start to slide off his lap. I dropped to my knees and undid his pants as seductively as I could. I slid them down, exposing his member and almost bottled it. I didn’t care how much he paid me, it’d be cheating on Damien. Pervy guy silently urged me onwards and I shut my eyes, getting to work. I shut my eyes and tried to block out his moans, his demands for me to go harder, faster. I swallowed when he came, shuffling back as much as I could.

“Your boyfriend’s a lucky man” he chuckled breathlessly.

I sort of chuckled along with him, trying to forget what I’d done already. Apparently he wasn’t done, though. He pulled me up onto his lap again, tilting my head and planting tiny kisses along my neck. If it was Damien doing that I’d have been humming and pretty much ready to fuck the guy. But when the pervy guy did it, it was just creepy. It didn’t take long before he was ready to go again.

“Have you ever been topped before?” he asked casually.

“Once or twice” I didn’t like where this was going.


He twisted around, laying me down on the back seat and pulling my pants down. He jerked me off a little to try and get me hard while he spat in his palm, lubing himself up as much as he could. I bit my lip.

“Um... Could you... Could you use a condom...?” That wasn’t what I wanted to say. I wanted to say can you get the fuck off me.

He nodded, grabbing his wallet and opening one. He slid it on, lubing it up a little as well and spread my legs. I didn’t want this. I clamped my eyes shut as he pushed in. I tried to imagine it was Damien fucking me. Jeez, I would’ve been happy picturing Danny fucking me. At least I felt something for him. I zoned out after a while, no longer able to feel his thrusting. It was happier here in this blank space. There was only me and the thought of Damien made me smile. It was just me and him, that was all that mattered. I was dragged out of it as pervy guy came to a finish, though, because the fucker pulled out and grabbed my hair, forcing his cock down my throat. I gagged a little since I’d never really deepthroated before and let’s face it, wouldn’t you gag if there was a fucking dick pressed against your wind pipe? I had no choice but to swallow again as he came, wondering when the fuck he took the condom off. I coughed when he fell back into the seat, a look of bliss on his face. I’m so sorry, Damien.


Pervy guy dropped me off at home, shoving that $1000 into my pocket and forcing his tongue down my throat. Damien was playing guitar when I walked in, later than usual.

"Sorry I'm late" I said quietly.

He smiled. "How was work?"

"Same as usual"

He put his guitar away and wrapped me in a hug. I hugged back, feeling safe in his arms. He kissed my neck and I shivered. He planted baby kisses along my neck and I just sort of stood there. The feel of his lips on my skin reminded me too much of...

"What's up?” he asked, a frown on his face.

"Nothing, I ju-" my words were cut short by me having to run to the bathroom and puke my guts up.

Damien rubbed my back but I couldn’t stop thinking about what I’d done. The feel of his lips on my skin. The taste of him. The fact that I’d let a total stranger fuck me for a few bucks. Oh God, the fact that I’d cheated on Damien. Damien rubbed my back and I threw up some more.

"Kyle, what happened?" he asked, still rubbing my back.

I spat, trying to clear my mouth. "I think I ate something funny"

He pointed out a stain on my shirt. Great. Another reminder. I didn’t even want to know how I’d ended up with jizz on my shirt.

"Guess I must've spilt some mayonnaise" I said, knowing he probably wouldn’t believe it.

He seemed suspicious but I didn’t have time to dwell on it. The thought of his jizz in my stomach made me feel sick. I puked up again, determined to get every last drop of it out of me.

"Want me to get you anything?" Damien asked and I shook my head.

Unless you can pump my stomach for me? That’d be real helpful right about now. I wiped my mouth, sitting up from where I’d been slouched over the toilet. I flushed the chain and ran a hand through my hair.

“I think I’m just gonna go to bed” I said, pretending to be tired.

I was far from tired. I was wide awake and not likely to get any sleep for the next few days. I stripped down to my boxers and slid into bed. Damien joined me, wrapping his arms around me. The safe feeling came back and I relaxed a little, pressing myself against him as much as possible. I shut my eyes, trying not to feel guilty, and did my best at pretending to fall asleep. You’ve got to be kidding yourself if you thought I actually managed it.

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