Compensation
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It all started with a simple question. "Can I borrow five bucks?"
I was with my friend Billy at Target, and we were browsing the video
games. I just needed an extra few dollars to buy The Orange Box, which
was the coolest game.
"Just throw it on your debit card."
"I'm sixteen. What the hell am I going to do with a debit card?"
"Buy video games."
"You need a job to make money to put into the bank to use the debit card,
dipshit."
I held out my hand with a small smirk. He rolled his eyes and passed me
the five dollar bill. I knew he was going to, but he just has to put up a
big argument. He always does this.
I paid for the game and we left. Billy was lucky to not only have his
license, but also a car to drive around in. My parents would barely buy
me new clothes, much less a car. I have to wear my brother's old ratty
clothes, and he's much bigger than me. So, if I know my family, I'll be
driving his beat up car instead of something the least bit clean.
Billy and I lived in a nice town. We've been neighbors and best friends
since he moved here when we were in sixth grade. It's just him and his
mom, whereas I have my mom, older brother and sister. Now that we're
sophomores, things are a bit easier at high school. At least we're not
bottom of the totem pole freshmen anymore. That was just awful. Not only
was I picked on for being smaller than the senior jocks (no shit I was
smaller, ass-wipes,) but even the older girls poked fun at me. At least I
was famous in our high school.
During my freshman year, a couple of sophomore girls led me into the
girls bathroom and managed to get my pants down, without resistance I
might add, only to spray freezing water on my dick and take photos of it
after it shrank down a lot. It's really rough when you're only 5'8", but
when the whole school thinks your dick is smaller than a six year old, it
just makes things worse. My puberty is slowly coming in, but it's not
really pushed me up towards "manliness" yet. Billy managed not to make
fun of me, nor encourage others to, but he did suppress their remarks
some.
When we got, Billy and I went over to my place, since no one was around
yet, to play some video games. We got up to my room, and Billy closed the
door. He turned, and looked at me really angrily.
"Seth, you owe me like a hundred bucks. You ever going to pay it back?"
"What? I don't owe you no hundred bucks."
"Yeah you do."
"I just asked for five dollars every once in a while."
"And all that adds to a hundred. Seriously, dude, you need to stop asking
me for money."
"You could always refuse to give me anymore money. All you have to do is
say no."
Billy paced around the room for a moment, almost like he was scared, but
he suddenly hardened. He stormed over to me, not inches from my face.
"We've been friends for a long time. We're like brothers. I don't want
this to ruin our great friendship. Yet here you are, making money force
this wedge between us. Now I try as hard as I can to not let that affect
me, but it's becoming really difficult, considering you never pay me
back. Instead, you just hammer that wedge further and further between us.
So, I've been thinking about this for a while, and I've come up with a
conclusion."
He paused. I couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, and a bit of fear,
"What's that?"
"Well, considering that you don't plan on paying me back anytime soon, or
for that matter never, I instead want something in return. Something to
make my investment to you worth something."
Now I was really unnerved. Billy's been a great friend, and I guess I
have accumulated a large tab on his behalf. If there's something I could
do to fix this problem and keep our friendship intact, I would.
"If you do this, I'll forgive your debt."
"Do what?"
He sighed. "If you do something special for me."
"Huh? Like fold your laundry?"
"If you give me a blowjob."
"What!?" I laughed. I fell back onto my bed, laughing so hard. The thing
that me it worse was how serious he looked. I couldn't help but laugh
harder.
"I'm dead serious. You blow me, and I'll relieve your debt."
"No. Hell no! You've lost your mind!" I kept on laughing.
He grabbed my arm and lifted me back to my feet. "You don't do this, not
only will our friendship be over, but I'll tell you mom, and the school
what a dead beat scoundrel you are. Then, I'll just let the school tear
you apart because I'll tell them you did it anyway, begging me to let you
blow me."
I sobered up a bit, skeptical of Billy now. "That's not cool, man."
"As for the jocks, they'll have fun beating you up and turning you into
their bitch."
"What the fuck? Don't be an asshole."
"All I'm asking for is a blowjob to clean you tab, and you won't have to
live a shitty school life as the football team's bitch."
"You're bluffing." Perhaps not the best move, but it was all I had
besides throwing him out. And besides, I still think he's pulling my leg.
"Fine." Billy reached around me and grabbed the game I just bought. He
held it up and acted like he was going to throw it down.
"Wait a minute, what are you doing?"
"I figure I may as well take some of my investment back. Since I can't
play computer games, I'll just break it instead."
"No!"
"What? Have you changed your mind, or are you just stalling?"
"Uh, stalling?" He raised the game again. "Okay!" I sank down onto my
bed. I hadn't given in, just needed another minute to think.
"What's your decision."
"I?I don't know." He raised his arm. "No. No!" Billy threw his arm
forward. "I'll do it!"
Fuck.
"You're going to blow me?"
"I?I?"
"Last chance." I buried my face in my hands as I nodded my head. Did I
really just prostitute myself for a video game? "Now, Seth, I'm going to
be nice and not force you to do anything. If you start giving me a hard
time, I'll make you suck my dick."
"Can I at least make sure you won't tell anyone?"
"You're my best friend. I won't tell a soul."
"Then why are you doing this to me?"
"I need retribution. You're never going to pay me back."
"This will be it?"
"Just the once."
"Promise me that this will be the only time." Billy opened his mouth, but
didn't say anything. "Promise me."
"Here's what I can do. For every time you borrow more than twenty dollars
from me, I'll need another blowjob to compensate."
"Twenty? Why not a hundred?"
"Man, there are girls at school who would do it for a dollar. I figure
it's fair. Or you could always pay me back."
I didn't have a job, but Billy did. I made a few bucks doing yard work or
mowing a few lawns, nothing real exciting.
"But this one here will clean my slate fully."
"Yeah."
"Alright." We stood up and faced one another. "And if you ever tell
anyone, I get a few free shot at your balls."
"With your tongue?"
"With my cleats."
"Deal." We did our awesome deal making handshake we came up with when we
were younger. I knew that he would keep his side of the bargain now. We
are both trusting of each other's word.
I locked my bedroom door as I heard Billy unzip and step out of his
pants. I took a few seconds to look at the door and double check myself
to make sure whether I could go through with this or just run out the
room screaming. When I turned back, Billy was sitting on the bed, in just
his boxers. I slowly made my way over to him.
"I just have one other thing," he asked.
"What is it?"
"Ask me for it."
"No!"
"Please?"
I closed my eyes and figured that I should just comply, suck him off, and
throw him out of my house. Get it done and over with.
"Well, can I?"
"Can you what?"
"Do it."
"Come on. Ask me fully."
I huffed. "Billy, can I suck you cock?"
"Sure, sweetie. Just pop it out and pop it in."
I closed my eyes again. I felt Billy pull me down to my knees, and then
guided my hand over to his crotch. I felt his hairy thigh, then his
boxer, before I touched something else. I jerked my hand back, but he
kept it in his own hand. Billy put my hand back on his cock, and I kept
it there. It was warm, and I could feel it growing.
My fingers slipped through the hole in his boxers and suddenly I was
touching another guy's cock. I wasn't like in wrestling, a slip of the
hand, but full on contact, groping soon to come. I wrapped my fingers
around it and slowly pulled it out. I finally opened my eyes and saw his
monster. Billy's cock wasn't even close to being had, and already he was
as big as I could be as full staff.
"Lick it." I looked up and he was staring down at my hand on his dick. I
returned and soon found it getting closer. His hand pushed my head down
until I was just inches from his cock. I could smell the stench of dick.
It smelled just like when I would masturbate. I hesitantly opened my
mouth and slowly reached out with my tongue. When I touched it, I jerked
back, but his hand kept me from really going anywhere.
"It's okay. It won't bite so long as you don't." I crept back down and
reached out again and licked the head. I felt a great pulse go though his
cock that I still held with one hand. Then another, followed by a tiny
white bead at the very tip. "Lick it."
My whole chest was heaving. I was trying not to panic as my tongue made
its way back and licked the bit of pre-cum off. It didn't taste like
anything, but there was a taste, almost salty. "Put it in your mouth." I
stalled for another second before I felt him pushing my head closer. I
didn't realize my mouth was open until his head popped in past my teeth.
I went down further until it hit the back of my throat. I pulled back
some, but he kept me from coming off all the way.
It seemed like I just clicked my brain off. I instead went back down and
then up again. I went into a very slow rhythm of up and down, letting
saliva slick up his cock, making it easier to push it in. I started to
use my tongue on the under part of his dick to massage it. When I did, my
throat seemed to open up more, allowing more of his cock to fill my
mouth. By this time, Billy was full on hard, and he wasn't holding my
head or hand in place. I was willingly sucking his cock; his dick; his
penis. I don't care. I found myself in a trance almost. I didn't want to
be blowing my best friend, but I couldn't help but push onward.
My hand was stroking his cock some, considering there was a lot of saliva
on his cock. I would pull off and breathe for a second, stroking his cock
for a second, then dive back in. What surprised me was his hands back on
his head, and he started to try to ram it further down my throat. I
resisted some, but his cock grew even larger. Billy was moaning really
loud when something hit my throat. It was warm and salty, and was
followed by another. Billy kept cumming in my mouth, and I swallowed some
of it just because of my gag reflex was out of whack.
When he finally calmed down, I pushed off of Billy and fell to the floor.
Much of the cum was dripping down my chin, but I swallowed most of it.
Billy laid back, his cock glistening with my spit and his cum, still
standing strong.
I got up and left my room to the restroom. I spit what was left in my
mouth out in the sink, and started to brush my teeth. When I finished, I
breathed into my hand, and could still smell his cock. By the time I got
back to my room, Billy had his pants back on and was looking out the
window.
"Here, this is a breath mint. It'll help with the smell. You swallow it,
don't chew it." I took the mint and downed it quickly. Billy shook the
small jar before setting it on my desk.
"I don't need anymore."
"I didn't mean to cum in your mouth, but I kind of got carried away. Your
breath's going to smell like dick for a few days, so just take one every
morning. They last all day. Not only that, you should just start using
them, cause you naturally have bad breath."
"Yeah, thanks."
"We squared up?" I nodded and sat down on my bed. "I'll see you at school
tomorrow." Billy left my room. I could hear him close the front door
behind him.
I fell back into my bed. Did this make me gay? Was I a big limp-wristed,
butt-fucking, cocksucking, sissy faggot? Or am I overreacting?
Fawn
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