Anything for Money

Date: Sat, 27 Jun 2009 06:44:05 -0700 (PDT)
From: Harry Rod
Subject: Anything for Money (watersports)

Warning! — this story contains water sports. If that bothers you then do
not read this story.

Anything for Money

I would do anything for money. It was like my mantra. Now it was bringing
me at least a thousand bucks tonight! I was waiting to be called into the
tent. I was standing around in a pair of gym shorts and nothing else. I
didn’t know where the guy was that was supposed to go up with me. But hey,
I was getting paid!

I thought back to how it all started. I think I was 10 or 11 and was on a
trip with my dad and my uncles. We were all staying up in a cabin in the
mountains. It was supposed to be a hunting trip, but it really turned into
a poker game, drinking and joking because the weather had turned bad and
began to snow.

One of my uncles said, “I’ll give you fifty cents if you’ll go get me a
beer.” I jumped up and ran and got the beer. They all laughed.

A bit later one of my uncles said, “I’ll give you a buck if you’ll go get
me a beer in your underwear.” I jumped up and pulled off my shirt and
jeans and ran and got the beer in my white t-shirt and my white briefs.
They all laughed again, but even more this time.

So I sat and played in my underwear. After a bit I had to go take a leak.
My dad asked where I was going. I told him. He laughed and said, “I’ll
give you a buck, if you’ll take off your clothes and go out in the snow and
take a leak.

I thought about it for a second and then pulled off my shirt and my briefs.
I opened the back door and ran out into the snow. It was freezing! My
hand shook as I tried to hold my prick and pee. I finally got the stream
going, pissed and then ran back into the house. They were all laughing at
me. And I liked the attention and I liked making the money. This was more
money than I had earned in a long time. I think I got $5 once from my
grandma for Christmas.

The rest of the weekend, my uncles paid me to do all kinds of stuff; run
and get this, go outside naked and get this, piss in a cup, do the dishes
with my underwear on my head.

From that point on, I was hooked on doing essentially bets for money. In
school, guys got to betting me I wouldn’t strip down in the boy’s restroom.
Or when I stayed overnight at one of my friends houses, they would bet me
to go outside in the backyard naked, or pee on their neighbor’s door mat,
and such.

By the time I got to high school, I definitely had a reputation. I
streaked a football game for $20 bucks. I stripped in the locker room and
went into the gym naked and walked around the perimeter of the gym for $20.
And of course, jerking off and pissing were big deals. At one party, the
guys pooled their money and bet me that I wouldn’t strip down, go out and
sit on the hood of their jeep and beat off. I told them for $100 I would.

So they got all the people in the party to come outside. I stripped down
inside and then walked out to the jeep to much catcalls and rude remarks
from the guys and lots of giggles from the girls. I climbed up on the hood
of the jeep and began to stroke myself. I was really getting off on doing
this in front of all these people. It felt so good to be doing this. I
was hard instantly and it didn’t take long until I was shooting a load over
the hood of the jeep.

There was great applause and laughter at my performance. One of the guys
yelled, “Lick up your spooge!”

“Fifty bucks!” I yelled back. The guy’s conferred and held up $50. I got
up on my hands and knees and licked up my cum. I had been tasting it for
months, so I didn’t mind and I was getting paid to do it.

I got several “Eww”s and “Gross!” from that, but fuck `em. I was making
money.

I got down, went back into the house, got dressed and collected my money.

A bunch of girls hired me to come to their party. They paid me $300 bucks
to be naked all night and let them touch me and all. They touched me all
over and played with my hard cock. Their hands on my balls and butt crack
sent shivers up my spine, but I grinned and took it all in for the money.
I must have cum at least three times that night. They kept wanting to see
my dick swell and my balls draw up every time I shot.

I rode through a fast food place naked in the passenger seat jerking off
for $50. The guys then paid me and additional fifty if I would jerk off on
my burger and eat it. I was raking in the dough.

I was the life of the party because they continually tried to find
something I wouldn’t do. I had to piss into a glass in front of a crowd.
Roll in the snow naked. Drink a crazy mixture of piss, vodka and 7-up.

Some people wouldn’t associate with me and I’d hear, “There’s that weird
dude. Did you know he drank his own piss once?”

But most people would say, “There goes Jimmy! He is so fucking wild.
There isn’t anything that guy won’t do.”

I got paid to fuck a blow-up doll at one of the guy’s parties. That was
pretty hilarious doing the sex thing in front of people for money. It blew
my mind and made me so horny.

A couple of days later, this guy came up to me. He was very shy. He
stammered when he spoke. “Hey, ah, Jimmy.” He paused raising his eyes to
look at me and then back down to his feet. “I was, ah, wondering, ah, if
you’d,” he paused and then poured it out in a rush, “come over and spend
the evening at my house for $100.”

I looked at him trying to figure out what he was really asking. “You want
to pay me to come over to your house and spend the evening with you and you
will pay me $100?”

He licked his lips, looked at me in the face and then back to the ground,
“Ah, yeah, and you kinda of be, you know, without clothes?”

“So let me get this straight. You want to pay me $100 to come over and be
naked with you for the evening.” He blushed.

I had to be a little easier on him. I figured I might know where this is
going. “Okay, for $100, I’ll come over to your place for an evening, and
I’ll strip down and let you do what you want with me.”

He looked at me and beamed, “Yeah!”

“Okay, what night?” I asked.

“Tomorrow night. My parents are going to be gone until about 11 or so. So
if you could come over around 5:30 that would be great.” He shyly smiled.

“Okay, it’s a deal. Just please have the money when I get there.” He
nodded his head, handed me a piece of paper with his address and phone
number on it. He hurried away.

I held the paper and then it sunk in that I was becoming a prostitute. I
laughed and wondered how much money there would be in that and what would I
have to do?

I went to Owen’s house and he met me at the door smiling. He took me
downstairs to his room. He handed me an envelope. It was thick and I
wanted to count it to make sure it was all there, but then I decided not to
embarrass him any more than he probably already was.

So I started peeling off my clothes. I folded them and stacked them neatly
on the folding chair that was by his door. When I was naked I stood there
with my arms wide and said, “Here I am.”

His eyes were roaming all over my body like he was drinking me in. “You
are so hot!” he said. He reached down and unconsciously pulled at the
crotch of his jeans.

He reached for a camera. “Sorry, Owen, no pictures. You didn’t pay for
pictures. And I usually don’t let people take pictures of me.” He looked
so downtrodden, but I wasn’t ready to have pictures of me splattered
everywhere, especially if I wasn’t getting paid for it.

“Okay, so what do you want me to do,” I asked. “Do you want me to get
hard, jerk off, or what?” I asked trying to give him options and break the
ice.

He blushed a bit and then said, “Would you lie down on the bed and let me
explore you?”

He smiled crookedly, “I have never been able to look at another guy’s body
close up and sorta take my time.”

I wasn’t turned off by any of this. For me, I had learned that I liked
being on display and it just made me more horny for someone to want to do
something sexual with me. I figured that sooner or later someone was going
to pay to have sex with me and I really didn’t care if it was a guy or a
girl. I just wanted to be naked, hard and exposed for someone. I started
to bone up as I moved over and lay down on the bed. I was on my back,
figuring he wanted to start with the important parts, but he had me roll
over.

I did and he began at my head, kneeing on the bed and feeling, looking and
smelling his way all over my body. He tickled me as he put his nose in my
arm pits and when he ran his fingers down my sides. I shivered.

He spread my butt apart and looked in, touched and smelled. I have never
had anyone smell me there before! His hot breath felt amazing on my hole!

He moved down my legs and got to my feet. He had me turn over and he
explored every inch of my feet, between the toes and each and every toe.
He worked his way up my body, skipping my crotch, to my chest. He played
with my nipples. I didn’t know that it felt so good to have them played
with. He even teethed one of them that sent a ripple of pleasure down my
spine. He worked his way down to my navel, tonguing it clean.

And then he was at my crotch. He buried his nose in my pubes, ran his
fingers over my balls, hefting them and rolling them back and forth in his
fingers. I was throbbing now and my cock leaked a bit of precum.

He waited to touch my dick for a while, exploring the area behind my balls
and how the beginning of my hard on started way back there.

Then he grasped my dick and I moaned. The prolonged delay in touching it
had built up quite a tension of lust in me and his touch was like a spark
igniting that lust. Now I wanted to get off. I bucked my hips, pushing my
dick into his hand.

He bent it down so he could look at the slit and the pearl drop at the end.
He stuck his tongue out and licked the drop off. Then he swirled his
tongue around the head and I closed my eyes. This was just too amazing.
He began licking it like a popsicle or something.

I grabbed the bedspread with my fists and held on.

He was pushing me really close to the edge. Then he engulfed the head of
it with his mouth and it felt so amazing! I started blasting away; shot
after shot. Finally, I said, “I’m sorry, no warning.” My shorthand talk
while I caught my breath.

He raised his head and looked at me with a glazed look on his face. He
licked his lips and said, “Sokay,” and licked the head of my cock again.

He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled out his own dick then. He was pounding
it through the fly in his boxers. “Dude, you can get naked, too, if you
want.” I said.

His eyes focused for a second. He ripped his clothes off and crawled up on
the bed next to me. I grabbed my hand and had me cup his balls while he
pounded on his dick. He reached over and held my dick with his other hand
as his eyes squeezed shut and his fist became a blur on his dick.

In just seconds, he was shooting ropes of cum across my stomach and moaning
a low, “fuck, fuck, fuck!” over and over.

He rolled over onto his back, letting go of me and just sighed. I let go
of his balls and rolled up on to my arm, propping my head with my palm and
looked at him. He was a decent looking guy, a bit pale and a bit skinny,
but he had all the right parts.

His eyes rolled down and he said, “Nice.” He looked at me and said, “Very
nice,”

I laughed and said, “Well, so much for the first 20 minutes. What shall we
do with the rest of the night?”

He laughed and felt much more relaxed. We talked and he played with my
dick again. I played with his. I even jerked him off.

I had to laugh the next day when he sent me a text message asking if I
could do it again next week. He indicated he had the money, so I said
sure. He bathed me, watched me piss and take a dump. Watched me jerk off,
had me watch him, and sucked me off countless times. It became a weekly
thing until he paid me $200 one night to fuck him. That was so
unbelievable; I almost told him he could keep the money.

I was hooked then and wanted to fuck anything that moved. I had become
addicted to sex and tried to find more ways to get paid for it.

In a couple of months I had a couple of regulars. Owen had told a friend,
so I was doing him. Mrs. McNally had somehow found out. So she was having
me do her a couple of times a month. She just wanted me to fuck her. She
was always in her housecoat when I arrived. She would lead me to
someplace, remove her robe and have me go at her. Then she would put her
robe on, pay me and send me on my way. She always screamed my name when
she came.

The summer between my junior year and senior year, I met a man on line that
wanted to hire me to make some movies for him. I went over to see him. He
said he would put on porn and film me jerking off. I was fine with that
and stripped down and let him film me. I could see by the look in his eye
that he wanted to do more, so I said, “You know, I am pretty much open, to
trying anything, as long as you pay me for it.”

He smiled and moved over. He knelt between my legs and began sucking me on
camera. I came very vocally for him and he swallowed all of it.

“Would you mind if I filmed you with a couple of other guys?” He asked
after we had finished filming that day.

“Sure,” I said and then added, “Does the rate of pay go up if I am with
another guy?”

He laughed, “I like your style Jimmy! Here’s a list of the various payouts
that you can get.” He handed me a list that looked almost like a menu. I
studied the list and started calculating the money in my head. I could
really rack up the money with this guy.

“Sure,” I said, “Any time.”

“And you have no issues with any of these?” he asked looking at me.

“Not as long as you are paying me,” I said with a smile.

“Okay, I’ll get things set up and let you know.”

He called me the next day and said he had two guys for me to do a scene
with. He gave me the time and I showered, shaved and was at his door right
on time.

I didn’t know the other two guys and I hadn’t expected to. He introduced
us. The other guys talked about fucking their girl friends and all the
usual macho bull shit of young guys. And how they had never done anything
with another guy and blushed. I wondered if that was true.

When he got to me, I said, “I’m Jimmy and I’ll do anything for money!” The
other guys laughed nervously.

Barney started the porn and started filming us. We were sitting on a sheet
covered sofas. It wasn’t long before he had us down to our boxers and
hard. The other two guys Dwain and Derek kept their eyes glued to the porn
on the screen. I kept stealing glances at their cocks.

We were all about the same 6 ½ to 7 inches. Each had a hand in their
boxers playing with their cocks which would slip out of the fly now and
then. I thought, fuck this, and stood up and pulled off my boxers and sat
back down stroking my dick.

Barney liked this and suggested the other do likewise. He tried to get
Derek to take Dwain’s cock, which he did tentatively. Barney asked Derek,
who was setting in the middle, how he was doing. Derek said, “I’m sitting
here naked with two other dudes, hard and feeling up this guy’s dick. I
would do better if someone would give me a blow job!”

I moved down to the floor and took his dick and started sucking him. “No,
fucking way!” Derek said as he pushed up into my mouth. “That’s so fucked
up but feels so great!”

Derek’s hand wasn’t doing anything to Dwain’s dick, so I reached over and
took Dwain’s dick and started stroking it. I switched over and sucked
Dwain’s dick and he gasped and held my head down.

Barney got Derek to start feeling up my ass. Next thing I knew I was on my
back on the coffee table and Derek was lining up on my ass. Shit! This was
going to be a first. He lubed me up but it still hurt like hell at first
and I almost made him pull out. But I kept seeing dollar signs and let him
continue. Then it got to feeling good and he was hitting something inside
me.

That really pushed the buttons and I became an animal saying things like,
“Fuck me, harder!” and “Pound my ass!” He complied and punched away until
he came all over my stomach and the Dwain took a turn and pounded away on
my ass. He had me lie on the floor on my stomach and he spread my legs,
moved up between them, pushed in and started humping away.

Barney just kept filming away. After Dwain shot all over my back, Barney
came over with his dick sticking out of the fly of his pants and slid in
and took his turn.

After I got cleaned up, I found out that we had been filming for over an
hour. Barney handed me a thick envelope of cash and said, “You were great,
Jimmy. I am sure we can use you on other shoots.” I nodded excited to
count the contents of the envelope.

He smiled and said, “Next time, try to seem more innocent, like you have
never done this shit before and that you are hesitant to try it. Come
across a little less experienced and a little less eager and I think it
will go over better with my customers.”

I nodded and said I would do whatever he wanted as long as he paid me. I
racked up enough money to pay for my first year in college.

In college, it quickly became known that I was the guy who would do
anything for money. I was paid to pee in the quad fountain. Walk through
the cafeteria naked. Jerk off on the RA’s door. Spend a whole day naked
in my room with the door open, so anyone walking by could see me.

I even got booked at a frat party where members were making the pledges
fuck a guy while they watched. I sat through a biology class naked and the
prof called me up to be a model for their anatomy section. There were
great peals of laughter as he poked and prodded me and managed to get me to
bone up in class.

After class he asked me to stay and as I got dressed he asked me why I was
naked in his class. I told him that someone bet me $50 I wouldn’t do it.
And that basically, I really like doing anything for money.

He laughed and said, “I remember a guy like that in my college years.” He
laughed again at the memory.

“Okay, well I have a human anatomy class this afternoon, and would really
like for you to attend it in the same manner, so the students can have a
live model to study.” He looked at me and smiled and added, “I don’t have
$50 but what if I promise not to turn you in to the dean if you do it for
me.”

I said sure. I came back for the class. I had to stand on this box while
the students in the class came up and followed along as he explained the
various parts, names and functions of all the parts of my body. He told
them to feel free to touch and get the feel of a real person and after the
first tentative touches, they all became much more comfortable touching me.

When he got around to my genitals, he began manipulating them and having
them feel my balls and my dick. He passed around gloves and had them stick
their fingers in and feel my prostate while I bent over his desk.

By the time I was finished, I was hard and dripping. I was put back up on
the box and he very clinically explained what was happening between the
stimulation of my prostate and the production of seminal fluid.

He then told them that I would masturbate so they could see the various
reactions, contractions and changes that occurred through the process.

I started jerking and he would stop me now and then and point out how my
dick was swelling and my balls drawing up.

He had me shoot into a cup so they could look at the sperm under a
microscope. While they were looking through the microscopes, he took me
aside, handed me a note and said, “You did very well.” He patted me on the
ass and I went into the connecting office and dressed.

I read his note. It had his name and phone number on it. He asked me to
call him at a particular time.

I went off to class thinking about how horny I had gotten during the whole
thing.

I called him at the appointed time. He arranged for me to come to his home
that evening to discuss something with me. I figured he wanted to fuck me
or have me fuck him or something. I was up for it. As long as he paid me
for it.

He met me at the door and took me in to a study with a nice fire going. He
poured me a drink and said, “Jimmy, may I call you Jimmy?” I told him yes.

“You were very professional and very composed during the lecture today and
obeyed instructions quite well.”

“Thank you, Sir,” I said. He smiled at my show of respect for him.

“I belong to a very small club that enjoys the male form.” He smiled.

“I think you would do well there. We have these weekly session were young
men are brought in, displayed and used to the enjoyment of those watching.”
He was watching my face closely.

“We can pay you well for you time. But I must tell you it won’t be all as
vanilla as today’s session. Some of them can get quite, what shall I say,
difficult for the young men involved.”

I leaned forward, “How so?”

“Well, we have a number of members who like to see a bit of bondage,
discipline, and a bit of torture. Nothing permanent, you understand. But
it can get a bit painful for the young men on occasion.”

My balls contracted a bit at that. “How much do you pay?” I said, cutting
to the chase.

He laughed and said, “Right down to business. Well, the rate is a sliding
scale depending on the type, nature, length of session and the number of
men involved. But the starting rate is $2000 a night and goes as high as
$10,000,” he said in an even tone.

My mouth dropped open and I said, “Per session?”

He chuckled and said, “Per session.”

“Where do I sign up?” I said eager to get started.

He laughed then, move vigorously. “Well, how about we set you up for next
week’s session and start out easy and work from there. I will e-mail you
all the information, price schedule and forms to fill out.” He made it
sound like quite the business deal.

Sure enough, the next day, I received an e-mail from him with all kinds of
attachments. There was some sort of modeling release form, a health
history form, some other forms and a price list. I looked at the list and
my mouth dropped. I could pay for the rest of my college with a couple of
these sessions if I did some of the more extreme stuff with whips, chains,
piercings, canings, wax, and stuff.

My first session was pretty ordinary. I sucked and fucksx and was sucked
and fucked by two other college age guys while 10 — 12 men sat around and
watched. I saw the two guys being led away to private rooms when the
session was over.

Mr. Jenkins, the prof, told me that additional money was being paid to the
young men for private sessions with some of the other members. If I wanted
to do that, he would let the other members know. I said sure immediately
and he just smiled.

I worked several similar sessions and was taken into private rooms where
members wanted to fuck me or watch me jerk off while they jerked off and
such.

Which all led up to tonight, I was standing here in a pair of gym shorts
and nothing else waiting to be called into a tent. It was some private
party with a big party tent and plenty of people. I could hear men and
women laughing and talking. Drinks seemed to be flowing. I would see
flashes indicating someone was taking pictures or something.

Mr. Jenkins came back to me. “Okay, take off your gym shorts.” I dropped
them down and waited for the next instruction. “Okay, you are going to
walk out there, climb the steps up to the platform. Your partner is
waiting for you there. You just follow his lead. You are to spend 30
minutes up on the stage. Depending on what all you do, your pay will be
adjusted accordingly.”

I nodded and said, “Yes, Sir.”

I walked through the curtain to lights shining in my eyes and people
screaming and yelling. I found the railing to the stairs and climbed the
stairs. Up on the platform the lights moved so I could see who was there.
Fuck! It was my roommate! I had barely talked to him or seen him because
I was so busy between work and school. He was one hot jock.

He was standing there with a big smile on his face. He had a plastic cup
in his hand. He held below his dick and began filling it up with piss.
Then he handed me the glass and said, “Drink it!”

I took it and started downing the stuff. All kinds of yells and shouts as
I did this. I dropped the cup and moved up under his dick. He got the
drift and I started drinking directly from his dick. The crowd went wild.
I filled up the cup with my own piss and poured it over my head. He was
now drenching me in piss. I sat back and rolled up until I was pissing in
my own mouth.

We had the crowd then. People were filming us and taking pictures. I was
being submissive to him and following his lead. I sucked his dick while he
reached over me and fingered my ass. I knew what was coming so when he was
ready he turned me around and entered me doggie style. He rode my ass hard
and the people loved it. One dude handed me a plastic cup filled with his
piss and I downed while my roommate pounded my ass causing me to spill
some.

It went on and on. One of the guest got up on the stage and started
pissing on my face. Another guy unzipped and pissed in his glass while
others watched and then handed me the glass. Jason, my roommate had
removed his dick and was fucking me with a huge dildo.

I was having my mind completely blown; this was so beyond anything I had
done. There had to be a hundred people watching me debase myself and I was
so turned on I would do anything. I lost all concept of reality and time.

I remember sitting down on a beer bottle and fucking myself with it. I
handed the dildo to some chick in the audience and had her fuck me with it.
I offered to suck any guy in the audience. Jason kept feeding me his dick
and one end or the other until he shot all over my face. He rubbed the cum
into my face with his dick and I was loving it.

I stood up soaked in piss and sweat and beat off for everyone. Then I
thought I would try something I had seen. I laid down on my back and
rolled up into a ball until I had my dick over my mouth. I started
tonguing my cock while it drooled into my mouth. Jason handed me the dildo
so I could fuck myself while I sucked myself off.

The crowd was chanting “Fuck it!” and “Suck it!” and “Blow your load!”

I was so wrapped up in it and I wanted it so bad. Soon I began shooting in
my mouth. I let my dick slip out so they could see the cum shooting out of
my dick into my mouth. There were cheers and flashes as I licked up the
cum from my chin and cleaned my dick. I uncurled myself and stood up. I
was unsteady.

Jason held me up as I raised my hands over my head like Rocky or something.
That’s when I realized that the dildo was still in my ass. I was one
fucked up dude!

I held onto the railing and walked down the stairs to the curtain.
Mr. Jenkins was waiting there. A man and woman were heading up on the
platform as I met up with Jenkins. “That was simply amazing, Jimmy!” He
patted me on the shoulder. “One of the best I have seen. The crowd loved
you. The members are very pleased.”

He patted me again as gulped in air. I was exhausted. “Go over there to
the trailers and get cleaned up. You will find clean clothes there. Come
back here when you are dressed and I’ll give you your money.”

In a daze, I wandered into the trailer, showered and almost just stayed
there it felt so good. I found a pair of sweats and a t-shirt. I slipped
them on and a pair of flip flops and head back to find the prof. He had an
envelope for me. It was light. I opened it and saw it was a check. I
wasn’t sure, but I thought it said $15,000.

Just then Jason came up wearing the same thing I was and said, “Well,
roomy, you want a ride home?”

I laughed and said, “Sure.”

I figured this was just the beginning of a long and profitable
relationship. And might just like getting to know Jason better!

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