Gay for Pay

By Tom Nelson

This is the story of two young straight twinks who discover money and sex in the underground world of the gay porn industry.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dot Mobi Technologies
• Release date: Jun 15, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476194301

Tom Nelson

I love to write fiction and I love writing.

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Gay for Pay:

Two Young Straight Twinks

Discover Money and Sex

In the Underground World of Gay Porn

By

Tom Nelson

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ADULT CONTENT NOTICE!

THIS IS AN EROTIC SHORT NOVEL

Adult Content: This book contains sexually graphic scenes depicting consenting adults, aged 18 or older, and engaging in consensual sexual activities. If you do not wish to read about such acts, stop reading NOW.

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Table of Contents

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Part 8

Part 9

Part 10

Part 1

I had a raging hard-on when I woke up, as usual. Even though I was already late and mom was screaming at me up the stairs to get a move on, I needed to wank. It doesn't take me long - When I see a porn movie I'm always surprised how long it takes a guy to get off: I only have to touch my cock and I'm about to shoot! Still, they say that you're at your horniest when you're 18, and it gets more difficult to make it all happen as you get older.

I reached down and slid my foreskin over my cock head - God, I love that feeling. I was already moist and rock hard, and I didn't dare touch myself too much as I'd shoot.

But I had to hold off until I could reach down and grapple around under the bed for the bit of lavatory paper I'd used to catch my cum last night: it would have to do service again. Even though mom must know I wank off in bed, I don't like to stain the sheets.

Funny, isn't it - all parents must know their teenage sons beat their meat, but you never talk about it, and you don't make it obvious, so no stiff sheets on the bed, and no walking around in boxers with a big stick poking out of the front.

As your cum starts to pump, that moment when you lose control and all you want to do is shout out is fantastic - but no shouting in our house as the walls are too thin. I just had to be content with the muscular spasms that ran through my stomach and thighs as I shot my load. The lavatory paper almost disintegrated as I shot so much, and my hand was all sticky, too, as I tried to wipe away the entire cum from my cock and really make sure none of it got on the sheets.

Then it was the usual boring morning round - teeth cleaned, quick wash, bit of a shave (I haven't really got a full growth of beard yet, but with my thick wiry dark hair I do need to do it every couple of days), no time for a shower, grab a bit of breakfast whist mom rattles on about me being late, then on the bike to school.

It's a real bore. It's not that the work is hard or anything - I am pretty bright, after all

- It’s just that it's so tedious. The only good days are Tuesdays and Thursdays when we have football in the afternoon, and Wednesdays, when we have a gym lesson in the morning. I love sport, and keep myself in shape - I've got a hard muscular body, and I'm working on it to really fill it out: the girls all like to run their hands over my biceps, and it's a good way for me to get started on them. If they complain that I'm going too far in

'Touching' them, I can always remind them that they started it.

At break my best mate Alex pulled me to one side. He had one of those porn magazines that are strictly banned at school, but which we all like to look at when we can. I thought he was going to show me another one of those women with absolutely enormous boobs that he's obsessed with, but instead of that he had it open at the pages of small ads at the back.

Look at this, Ray, he said, pushing the magazine at me. It says here they're looking for experienced, well-hung young guys to star in a new porn film. Lend us your phone, and I'll call them.

Don't be so fucking stupid! We can't take part in a porn film.

"Why not? We both fuck, don't we. You've been at it even longer than I have.

Wasn't it two years ago you first got into that slag Ann's knickers? They could hardly find two more experienced fuckers, and I'm looking to broaden my experience - I really want one of those women with big tits and a huge cunt, and I'm not going to find them here in the school. And we're both certainly well- hung, and young!"

Oh, don't be stupid. They won't take us. Actually, I'd started to hope they might!

I'd got an erection just thinking about fucking a real woman, someone who would take part in a porn film. Whenever we watched them I looked with amazement at the women in those films, and the way they showed the men what a good time really was.

Come on - give us your phone. There's only one way to find out...

That's typical of Alex - he never wants to use his own phone. He's a bit of a tight bastard when it comes to paying for calls. He'll text and text and text, trying to fix a date with some slag so he can shaft them on the way home from school, but he hates paying for calls. But when he's in one of his I'm in charge moods, as he usually is, there's no deflecting him, so I handed my mobile over.

He dialed the number, and waited. Then he started to speak.... I could only hear one side of the conversation, but I could tell they were giving him a hard time.

I saw your ad - I and my mate want to apply....

Yes, to be in the porn film. You wanted young guys.....

We're 18... Both of us.

"What do you mean we're not old enough? It's legal, isn't it? And we're fully experienced...:

Yes, fully experienced. I've been having girls since I was 18. Several, every week.

Why are you getting people to waste their time, then, you silly fucker! If you only wanted men in their twenties, you should say. Your ad clearly says 'experienced young guys', and me and my mate are experienced, and young!

There was a brief pause, as the person at the other end went on a bit, and Alex continued

"We're both in good shape. Nobody has ever complained about the size of our cocks

- Except to say that it hurts, as they're so big! We're always horny, and can cum again and again. I'd have thought you wanted that in a porn film... If you have to re-do the scene, you want the guy still to be hard when he goes at the bird again...."

Well, we're doing it because we want to broaden our experience - older women, and some of those big-titted girls you see in the films. And I assume you do pay - the money wouldn't come amiss, either: it would beat filling shelves at the supermarket every weekend!

Well, I don't know... I'll have to ask him. I would, but he's a bit shy....

He put the phone away from his mouth for a moment, and I saw him press the

Silent button.

I think I'm winning, he told me. They said no first of all, but I think they're coming around. But they say they're looking for two guys prepared to appear in the same film and do foursomes - you'll fuck one whilst I fuck another on the same bed, won't you?

NO, Alex. Come on, mate... I couldn't fuck a bird with you watching.

Don't be stupid - do you think I want to watch your ass as you pound away. I'll be too busy porking my own woman, and anyway my head will be buried in her tits....

No, Alex.

Look, if you won't do it, they won't take me either. Don't be such a wimp. Are you scared of fucking, or something? All those stories about how you've had most of the girls here are just that, stories are they?

No, it's just that I don't want to be filmed. Suppose someone saw the film?

Well, they might be tempted to offer themselves to us - a couple of good looking lads like us: it might open up all sorts of new opportunities for fun....

Before I could say any more he was back on the phone.

Yes, we'd like to do a foursome. But I get to have my pick of the women first....!

No, we can't come today. We're at school..... Well, where did you think 18 year olds would be?

Well, if it's got to be in the day, it could be Thursday - we could bunk off football and be there in the afternoon. OK..... Text me the address, and we'll see you then.

He snapped my phone shut.

There you are, Ray, mate - Alex has done it again! Fantastic new opportunities for us are to really have fun. They're going to audition us on Thursday afternoon - you're going to have to get out of football, and we'll catch the tube up into the West End - their offices are in Soho, somewhere.

I really wasn't happy about any of this now it looked as if it might happen. It's one thing to fantasize about having experienced women with model looks, and another to think that it might be about to happen. It's a lot of fun to fuck around with girls about the same age as you, but some of those women in the magazines are, frankly, a bit terrifying to a lad like me. Still, I couldn't back down now, could I, and have Alex call me a wimp?

Lunch made me feel a bit sick on Thursday - the food at school is muck anyway, but as I sat there forking it down I just couldn't get my mind off what might be going to happen later that afternoon. How were they going to audition us? Was I going to have to fuck one of those women whilst they all watched?

Instead of changing for football with all the other guys, Alex and I snuck out of the gates and made out way to the tube. We had to wear blazers, white shirts and ties at school, and so in our football kit bags we'd packed clothes we thought would be more suitable for an audition - jeans, trainers, and Ts. We went into the lavatories at the tube to change, and as usual they smelled vilely of piss. All the doors on the cubicles were broken, so we had to make do as best we could - I suppose they're not designed to change in, only crap, when you need less room. We kept the door open, therefore, and some old geezer tried to stand there and watch us - Alex told him to fuck off. Some men are real perverts - trying to watch lads change; I ask you!

Alex kept up a constant stream of chat on the tube. Every time a reasonable looking woman got on he'd nudge me in the ribs, put his head close to me, and ask me if I thought she was going to the same place as us. He kept whispering to me to tell me what he'd like to do to them - I knew it was only bragging really, as Alex was like me - we'd had lots of girls, but it was mostly a lot of kissing, a quick fumble at their tits, and then to try to get into them as quick as you could. If you succeeded, there wasn't a whole lot of fucking - we were too excited and always came almost immediately.

Alex eventually got us to the offices of the company, and we went up a couple of flights of stairs to a small cramped room with a dirty window looking out onto the building opposite across the narrow street. There was a woman sitting there at a PC - and I don't think even Alex would fancy her (she looked a bit like my mom!). Alex told here we were here for an audition and gave our names, and she told us to take a seat and typed something at the PC.

Given the size of this reception area, I didn't think that the company could be very big. And if all the offices in this old building were like this, how were we going to

Audition? I was extremely nervous, and I could feel my heart racing as we sat there.

But the wait wasn't very long, as the woman's phone rang, and she told us to go through, pointing at a door on the wall opposite the one we had entered by.

It was just an ordinary office. There was an old guy - well, I suppose he was in his fifties, and that's not old, really - sitting behind an ordinary looking desk, and in a hard chair facing him was another guy who might have been in his thirties.

So, our potential new performers, the old guy said to us. He didn't introduce himself or anything. "You were so keen on the phone that my partner and I decided to see you. But I have to tell you, in advance, that there's not much hope as we know that the buyers of our DVDs really like to see hung, muscular studs in their early twenties.

Still.... If you want to go ahead...."

Yes, .....Sir, Alex replied absolutely instantly. We can't wait to get to fuck some of those gorgeous women you have in your stuff, can we Ray?

I just mumbled something. I really wasn't sure about all of this, as I've told you.

Well then, let's get started. Let's see what you've got to offer. Just take your clothes off so we can get a look at your bodies.

I think even Alex was surprised by this. I don't know exactly what he was expecting an audition to be, but he must have thought that he was going to have to take his clothes off at some point , surely.

We both just stood there, half-looking around. I don't know - were we looking for somewhere to hang our clothes, or were we expecting some luscious woman to pop out of a cupboard?

Please, gentlemen, my partner and I have others to see this afternoon. Don't waste our time - we need to look at your bodies to judge your suitability., the guy behind the desk said. His partner was nodding, and half smiling, to kind of agree with the older man.

Alex gave a little shrug, and then picked up one foot to untie his trainer - you know how it is when there's nowhere to sit down - you kind of hop around on one leg whilst taking your trainer off the other. I saw him doing this, and started to do the same thing. He then pulled his T-shirt over his head, and fumbled at the buckle on his jeans.

I kept up with him, and saw him slide his jeans to the floor and step out of them. I did the same, of course, but I felt very uncomfortable doing so. It's one thing to take your clothes off in front of all your mates in the changing room at school, but it's very different when two much older men are looking at you, and looking at you critically, too.

A blush started to sweep up over my shoulders to spread to my face, which felt burningly hot with embarrassment.

We were both there in our boxers - the cotton ones, like shorts, rather than the elasticated ones like big underpants. We are alike in some ways, and very different in others. We both had good bodies as we were both keen on sport, but I had perhaps an inch in height on Alex. I was more muscular, whereas he had a more generally slender build. I had a lot of wiry black hair, with a small thatch on my chest even at this age, whereas Alex was dark blonde and had a smooth skin.

We just stood there, and I felt really foolish.

Turn around, we were told, and we rotated under their watchful eyes, to finish up again facing them.

The two men were kind of nodding at each other, and it looked as if they were approving what they'd seen.

Nice - we'd forgotten how mature 18 year olds can look these days. You both keep in pretty good shape, don't you?

Alex jumped in again, as usual. Yes, sir, Ray and I play a lot of sport.

Good. Well, perhaps there is a possibility of us using you, so let's take a look at what really matters to our audience.

We both just stood there, wondering what he meant.

Come on, lads, drop those boxers and let's see how you're hung. We don't make stuff with guys with tiny pricks, or with those very long, thin 'asparagus' cocks, you know! Guys watching want to see big thick cocks rammed home hard. You're not embarrassed about your tackle, are you? We said in our advert we only wanted well-hung guys.... You did read that, didn't you?

Alex didn't reply, but pushed his thumbs under his waistband and dropped his boxers. He stepped forward, out of them. Blushing even harder now, I did the same, although it took me a bit longer. Christ, I wish we'd never started this.

The old guy told Alex to come closer, and I watched his naked body take a couple of steps across the room. I've seen him naked hundreds of times, of

Reviews for Gay for Pay

[Spring Barb · Rating: 1 out of 5 stars]

Despite the sexual activity warning stated only consensual sex happens. That's not at all true. R*pe, coercion, and trickery is forced on 2 highschoolers by 2 dirty old men who have an aversion to lube and condoms. One bleeds from his an*s in one scene. Terrible sex content.