Easy Money

Dallas Ford was hot and everyone knew it.

Just turned 18 he had a body that was crafted from years of baseball and football and lacrosse and anything else that made him sweat. At 6'1” he was made up of lean muscle and tanned skin that made every head that saw him turn. He was the very image that people thought of when they imagined what an all American Midwest jock looked like. With dirty blond hair and green eyes that made it seem like he was always on the verge of telling a joke, Dallas was literally the most popular boy in Shelbyville, Kentucky.

It was the summer after high school and he had some tough choices to make.

His father had made it clear that there was simply no money for college. Their farm was always one bad crop away from bankruptcy so the though of college tuition was simply not in the cards. Though he excelled at many sports, Dallas' other pursuit never gave him time to actually focus on a sport long enough to earn a scholarship.

His other pursuit? That would be pussy,

Dallas was born with the face of an angel, the body of a devil and the cock of a God. A fact his little brother Greyson despised.

Greyson was hot as well. He also played several sports, worked the fields ever summer and had piercing blue eyes where his brother had green. His cock was larger than average and in fact he would have been hot in any other town. Any town his brother didn't live in. Growing up in the shadow of his big brother's cock was humbling, and a task that Greyson suffered through silently.

Dallas had made his way through most, if not all of the eligible girls in town, including more than a few passing women who had stopped at Pop's filling station where Dallas worked after school as a mechanic.

Dallas didn't care about college, while his father did.

Two weeks after graduation he was given an ultimatum by his father. Start taking classes at the junior college or move out, nothing in between. That Friday Dallas had gathered his stuff and crashed on his friend's Nash's couch. Both boys had been jocks and lived for nothing more than pussy and getting drunk. Within a month the two of them had settled into a calm routine. Work, car, sex, repeat.

Nash would take his girls back to his room while Dallas would rail his on the couch. More than once the dueling screams of their conquests had filled the small apartment, after awhile it had become a competition. Life was good, and the boys loved it.

Until Pop had a bad fall and had to close the filling station and move out of town, leaving Dallas unemployed.

 “Dude,” Nash said handing hid friend a beer, “What are you gonna do?”

“Fuck if I know, not like jobs are falling off the tree around here.”

“Truth man, you could mow lawns?”

“Dude, come on. I ain't 15 any more, I need real money, not ten of dollars.”

“You gonna move back home?”

“How? I can't afford community college with no job now!”

They both sat there, not sure what to do.

That Monday, while his dad was at work, Dallas sneaked back into the house to do his laundry and get something to eat. He was not ready to find his little brother in a pair of gym shorts grinding on the kitchen floor.

“What in the fuck?” Dallas exclaimed, dropping his laundry basket.

“FUCK MAN!” Greyson said jumping up and grabbing his phone, which had been filming him.

“What the hell are you doing?” Dallas asked as his brother deleted the video.

“I was doing a Toktik, what are you doing here?”

“Had laundry,” he said kicking the basket, “What the fuck kind of Toktik you do grinding on the floor?”

“It's the Wap challenge asshole, you know if dad finds you here you're dead.”

“Better that he doesn't find out right?”

Greyson scowled but went into the living room while Dallas loaded the washing machine. After grabbing some food he joined him on the couch.

“So that's your summer? Doing Toktik shit?”

Greyson shrugged, “Better than nothing. Heard Pop's is closing down.”

“Yeah, fucking sucks.”

Greyson kept flipping through his feed, watching guy after guy grinding or singing. Finally Greyson said, “You could start an Onlycams

Dallas stopped flipping through the stations, “A what?”

“It's a site, people pay you for pictures and videos and shit. Some guys say they make a ton of money.”

“Doing what?” Dallas asked.

Greyson shrugged, “I dunno? Sex shit I think.”

“Fuck that,” Dallas said, going back to the tv.

But his cock had heard, and was intrigued.

That night he laid on the couch while Nash fucked his girl, the sounds of their moans made him hard as fuck.

He had made a Tktok account and saw more than a few guys who weren't as good looking as him getting tons of fucking traffic doing nothing. He was bored, why not try something?

Dallas started filming, pointing the phone down his chest, showing the hard ridges of his abs as he moved his hips. The bulge of his cock was clear through his jeans, the worn spot showed his member and the curve of the shaft as it snaked down his thigh. He found some song and posted and waited.

The sounds were driving him nuts, he tossed his phone down and unbuttoned his jeans. He reached in and pulled his cock out, all nine inches uncurling from his boxers. Once freed he let it go and the huge head slapped against his abs, a small burp of precum splattered and collected in the grooves of his abs.

He spit into his hand and started to stroke his cock, listening to Nash rail this girl and her screams for him to fuck her harder. His hips jerked up as his cock pushed through the tight grip of his hand and he fucked his fist like he would any hole. His eyes were closed and all he could think about was what was going on in that room. The flesh hitting flesh, his mouth of her tits ,the sweat as he dove into her. Dallas felt himself get close and he thrust harder and harder into his fist.

“Come on...fuck that bitch...” he said to himself as he felt his cock start to pulse.

He cried out as his eyes flew open as he came. Long streams of thick cum erupted over his smooth chest as he saw Nash in the hallway, looking on with his mouth open in shock. Dallas was shocked but knowing his friend was watching him cum drove him further and he felt warm splashes over his face as his cock fired burst after burst of cum.

Dallas laid there, panting as his cum dried on his pecs, Nash whistled and shook his head, “Dude, that was hot.” and finished walking into the bathroom.

Dallas' tongue darted out and he tasted himself on his lips as he ate a glob of cum off his mouth.

“Damn right it was,” he said looking down at his flawless body, covered in ropes of his own juice.

The next morning his phone had blown up.

The video had gotten over a thousand likes and half that many comments. He had posted exactly one video and already had over two hundred followers.

“What the fuck?” he said getting up to take a piss.

Most of the comments were from chicks asking him to show more, some were from guys offering everything under the sun to see what was under the jeans. Feeling cocky Dallas started filming himself as he pissed, his face only but the sound was pretty loud.

“So...you all liked that? Wanna see some more?” he panned down his chest and abs and stopped it before the camera could catch his cock. He made sure it was clean and then posted it, curious to see the reaction.

He did not have to wait long.

Less than a minute more notifications started popping up, most of them PLEASE and GOD YES, some, a little more suggestive. He stood in the kitchen and drank down a beer as he saw the likes and comments fly by. There were some fucking thirsty bitches on his thing.

As they kept coming in more than a few asked for his Onlycams link, that was the thing that Greyson had told him about. He looked it up online, it was a site where people paid monthly subscription to see, whatever you put up. He couldn't see anyone else's links but when he looked it up he saw more than a few videos of guys jerking off.

Guys that had much smaller cocks than him.

He picked the best looking guy and went back to his site. He was charging over thirty bucks a month! The guy wasn't even that cut, and from the video he saw was smaller than Dallas by about three inches.

“It cannot be that easy,” he mumbled, finishing his beer. He plugged his phone in to charge as he went to take a shower. He lathered himself up and then took a long, hard look at his body. He was so much better looking than that guy, his abs were harder, his definition was way better and his cock...

Dallas gripped his cock, holding the half hard member in his hand. Even half hard he could barely grasp the whole thing, it was a massive cock and he was so very proud of it. He automatically started jerking it when he realized that he could be losing money. Rinsing off he wrapped a towel around his trim waist and walked out to make sure Nash was already at work.

“Time to shine,” Dallas said, taking his phone and walking into Nash's room. He set up an account, linking it to his Paypal and credit card easily enough. Within a few minutes he had an account and was ready to go.

Laying back on Nash's bed, Dallas held the phone up over his body and panned it down slowly. He made sure to show each and every ridge of muscle, the smooth skin, the sharp lines, and then the growing bulge of his cock under the towel. He pushed the towel aside and his cock slapped his six pack with a loud slap.

Spitting into his hand, Dallas began to fist his cock slowly, making sure the camera was aimed at the action the best he could. He made sure to clench his abs as he stroked, showing off his perfect form as he began to pick up the pace. He was straining to get himself off, normally he used both hands to jerk himself off, the best he could do was grip the large head and push himself through his fist like he was fucking something.

As he got closer his movements became erratic and he struggled to hold the camera still as his hips started thrusting up. He let out a small moan as he felt his heavy balls begin to contract and his shaft began to pulse in his hand.

Cum flew everywhere as his cock exploded over his tight abs and chest. He felt the warm splashes on his face and brought the camera up to show his self made facial. Slowly he licked the cum off his lips and smiled.

“How's that?”

He ended the video and then uploaded it.

“Now, just wait for the money to come in.”

He linked his Onlycams account to his TokTik and made another shirtless video explaining that there might be something there to watch. He set the price of the video at ten bucks, just to see how many would watch it.

Within the hour maybe about a dozen people bought and watched the video, one guy commenting that it looked like he had a nice cock.

And that was it.

Back on TokTik the comments were much worse.

“Can't see a thing!”

“Fucking get a tripod or something man! What a jip!”

“From what I could see hot, but fuck man, invest in an editor.”

“Well shit,” Dallas said, realizing this might be harder than it looked. He didn't know how to edit or how to hold the fucking camera. Man, this was harder than it seemed.

He glanced over at the calendar, he had about two weeks to get rent, which meant he better get a job yesterday or figure out how to do this right.

Or talk to someone who knew how to do it right.

Dallas was waiting for Greyson when he got home from school.

“Dude, if dad catches you here he is gonna freak.”

Dallas shrugged, “Whatever, so I made a Toktik.”

Greyson laughed, “Figures, let me guess, thirst trap?”

“I dunno what that is.”

“Where you just take your shirt off and turn people on.”

Dallas grinned, “Yeah, completely. Look, I need to know how to do this. Like editing and a tripod and shit.”

“What kind of videos do you plan on making?”

“It doesn't matter. I need to know how to do this crap right.”

Greyson gave him a look and then shook his head, “It does matter, if you're just dancing or whatever then a tripod will work but if you're moving and stuff it's better to have someone hold and shoot it for you. As for editing, the app has it's own edit feature what else do you need?”

“I'm talking about other than just Toktiks.”

Greyson smiled, “You made an Onlycam.”

“What?”

“You did! That didn't take long!”

“Shut up,” Dallas said looking around, even though he knew they were home alone, “I got fired and I need the cash.”

Greyson nodded, “Yeah, I tried to set one up but I'm too young. No credit card or bank account.”

“Will you help me?”

Greyson gave his older brother an evil grin, “How much do I get paid?”

Now, it was just a matter of negotiation.

When Nash got home Dallas was there with his little brother, with a bunch of crap.

“What's all this?” he asked, looking at the laptop, the lights, everything.

“So I figured how to make rent,” Dallas explained, “Greyson is going to help me.”

“How?”

“He's gonna jerk off,” Greyson said checking the feed from his camera.

“What?” Nash asked.

Dallas sat him down and explained the whole thing while Greyson set the equipment up.

“So lemme get this straight, people are going to pay, to watch you jerk off?”

Dallas gave him a grin, “Did you ever have a doubt that they wouldn't?”

“How much?” Nash asked.

“Depends,” Greyson said stepping back, “Ok it's good, stay on the couch, don't move around a lot. The whole focus has to be on you, don't block the camera with body parts and play it up some.”

Dallas gave his little brother a stare, “How do you know so much about this?”

“Cause I've wanted to do this forever. Billy Thompson's brother bought himself a new car doing this last year.”

“I'm better looking that him,” Dallas said.

Greyson laughed, “I'm better looking than him and you're better looking than me. So yeah, you should make more.”

Nash looked unconvinced but said nothing.

“So what do I do?” Dallas asked.

“Ok, you start sitting down,” Greyson said pointing to the couch, “Introduce yourself, say like a name your age, shit like that, tell them you're always horny and then pull your shirt off. Go from there.”

Dallas sat on the couch, “Easy enough.”

Nash sat down in the chair behind the camera.

“You gonna watch?” Dallas asked.

Nash shrugged, “Why not? If it's gonna pay the rent I'm curious.”

Dallas thought about it for a moment and then said whatever, If he was willing to do it or strangers his best friend watching shouldn't matter.

“You ready?” Dallas asked his little brother.

Greyson nodded from the behind the small video camera, whenever you're good.”

The light came on and Dallas smiled, “Hey all, I'm Dallas...

“No,” Greyson said from behind the camera, “Never use your real name, use another.”

Dallas thought about it for a moment.

“Austin!” Nash called out.

“Cool, hey guys, I'm Austin. I'm 19, live in...” he saw Greyson give him a look, “From the south and always fucking horny.” He pulled his t shirt off, flexing his muscles as he tossed it aside. “I work out all the time, I love getting crazy, fucking around...” he stood up and unbuttoned his jeans, “And fucking. I love to fuck.”

He dropped them showing the massive bulge in his boxer briefs. The head of his cock could see bulging against the fabric as he gripped it. “I jerk off four, five times a day. I am always up for some fun...” he pulled his underwear down and showed the top of his pubes, “And am always looking to share.”

His cock slipped free and slapped the bottom of his abs as all nine inches stood straight up, aching to be touched. There was something about having an audience that was driving Dallas nuts. He should have been weirded out his little brother was watching him get naked, but all it did was turn him on more.

“My little brother is filming this for me...” he said laying down on the couch, “And my best friend is behind him watching too.”

His hand lazily gripped his girth as he smiled, “I think they are liking what they are seeing.”

He began to slowly jerk his dick, feeling the beast slowly start to get turned on. A bead of precum collected on the head and he smiled as he saw his brother looking at it, not even looking at the camera.

“I leak a lot,” he said to him, “I can't go commando anymore or I'll have nutjiuce all over my jeans.”

Greyson couldn't take his eyes off of his brother's dick. He had known it was big, it was impossible not to know. Growing up that bulge was clear as day no matter what Dallas wore. As he got older it became harder and harder to hide, a fact that Greyson had tried to ignore the best he could.

But here it was, in the flesh, and it was....amazing.

“I do this every time I work out,” Dallas went on, one hand reaching up and playing with his nipple, “I get all pumped up and next thing you know I have to go jerk one off before I explode. Most of the time I'll work out until I'm hard as a rock and then go take a shower, and just stroke it there for everyone to see.”

Nash's mouth was dry as he watched Dallas pump that cock. He knew his friend was telling the truth, he had seen him jerk off in the showers at the gym many, many times. He had tried not to stare, but it was hard not to sometimes. But here he was, on his couch....just stroking...and Nash was hard as a rock.

“I see the guys watching,” Dallas said, still smiling, “It's like a cobra, once you look in it's eyes you get hypnotized. It just grabs you....right?”

Greyson nodded, his mind fogged with lust as he watched another bead of precum burp out of his brother's cock.

“Chicks complain about the size all the time but guys don't. Guys just love it, it's like an idol or something. They just see it and want to touch it. I see it all the time, the hunger in their eyes, the way they lick their lips...”

Nash wiped his mouth, realizing he had been drooling and wondered if his friend was calling him out.

“I don't think it's gay, I think it's just lust. Every guy wants a cock like this...they want to stroke it themselves, feel it in their hand. It calls to them, makes them horny. Is it making you horny?”

Nash nodded absently and saw Greyson do the same.

“Wanna see me cum?”

“Yeah,” Greyson answered breathlessly.

Dallas took his other hand and grabbed the base of his cock, the other handling the top. With both hands he began to fist his shaft with gusto. He closed his eyes and threw his head back as he ignored everything else and just focused on his cock. Knowing there were people right there, watching him, made it like nothing else before.

His long legs were braced against the couch as he began to thrust up into his hands, precum flying over his abs, making the cuts in them glisten. He had broken out into a small sweat and his entire body began to shine. Every ridge, every line, every muscle began to stand out as he let out a small moan.

Nash's dick was rock hard as he rubbed it through his jeans. Without a thought he unbuttoned his pants and released it, starting to jerk off in time to Dallas.

“Yeah....fucking feel that...” Dallas panted, his hips coming off the couch now his whole cock slipped thought his fists, getting closer and closer, “Yeah take that cock,” he intoned, “Feel that fucking cock...”

Greyson's dick hurt it was so hard, he watching silently as his brother stroked his monster cock again and again, his logic and reason fading as all heard was his brother's voice.

“Yeah...take that cock....work it...come on....you want it, don't you ? You want all this cock?”

Nash called out, “Yes!!” as he felt his balls start to tighten.

That was all Dallas needed to send him over the edge, His cock pulse twice and then waves of cum exploded out, covering the muscled teen with his own jizz from eight pack to neck. Dallas thrust harder and harder as he came, making cum fly out over his face and into his hair.

Nash came into his fist, his cock exploding like he had never been touched before. He had never been turned on by guys before...but the sight of Dallas shooting was too much.

Greyson made a small noise as his cock went off in his jeans. Untouched, just the sight of his older brother jerking off had made him cum all over the place.

It took about a minute for it all to finish, the only sound in the room was the three boys, breathing heavily.

Nash shoved his softening cock into his pants before Dallas opened his eyes and Greyson made sure to cover his soaked jeans behind the laptop.

Dallas opened his eyes and looked at the two of them, “So good?”

Neither one had any words.