I Need the Money
One afternoon, I heard the bell ring. I went instantly hard when I saw it was Ivor.
-Could I come in, Dennis?
-Of course, come to the kitchen and I can serve you a drink. What will you have?
-Beer, please.
As he had his beer, he was shy to start as if what he wanted to tell me was embarrassing.
-Come on, Ivor, speak frankly with me.
-Well, Dennis, I don’t know if you know that I’ve lost my job. That was two weeks ago. Salem has been closed for something related to drugs.
-No, I hadn’t heard that since I’m not admitted in Salem and I have not disguised as a girl again.
-Well, the fact is that I don’t have a way to earn money now. I know I could find another job, but…
-Come on, dare let it out.
-Well, my job these past two years had been taking my clothes off and I told you I’ve never stripped for a boy but I would. The truth is I need the money and well… do you keep your offer, Dennis?
-Of course, Ivor. You could earn a lot with me.
-Well, I told you I could be a bit uncomfortable but I’ll get used and I’m not a homophobe, I’ll give you fun. Remind me what I would have to do.
-Well, I’d like you to come daily to my house and every day you’d take off all your clothes, all of them, and you have to allow me to jack off looking at you, and cum with the show, of course. Then you could have a drink totally nude with me and stay for a couple more hours naked comfortably talking to me and I could masturbate again, but don’t worry, you won’t have sex with me.
-And wouldn’t you soon get bored of watching the same boy stripping for you day after day?
-I still wank over you daily, Ivor and sincerely I could not get tired to see you naked even if you continue doing that for years.
-One other thing, Dennis. You told me I could earn 500 euros a day. But I’m not a bitch and if I charged you so much money, I’d see myself like a bitch. I’d do it but only for 100 euros a day, and that’s still a lot, it is 3000 euros a month and that’s three times as much as I earned in Salem. You have to agree first to this and if you agree, let’s say that we have a contract and I’ll become your private stripper. And don’t worry. I’ll soon get used and I promise I’ll give you fun.
-I agree, Ivor. So one last question: would you start work today?
-I would, but I think first I need a shower. Would you wait for me to go to my house first, have my shower and then I’ll return and I would start my new job?
-Good, and later, you could have a new beer or whatever, before stripping if you want, or after, whatever you prefer.
-I’ll have coffee then, but after I’m naked. So see you in half an hour, Dennis, I’ll have my shower and be back with you. What kind of clothes would you like me to have?
-Hot boys like you I would always prefer watching in his usual clothes, the ones you wear every day, for instance, and I often see you walking the street with.
-It’s a deal then, Dennis. See you now.
And then he left and I waited for him, of course jacking off. I still couldn’t believe I was gonna soon watch my sexy neighbour stripping for me. It was half past four when again I heard the bell ring. He was in jeans and a beautiful blue T-shirt I had seen him many times wearing.
-Here I am, Dennis, ready to start my new job.
-Come in, you sexy Ivor. Hope you’re not uncomfortable with my words. If so, tell me.
-I’ve accepted this job and of course I know you lust for me and can say whatever you want, you’re my employer now.
-So ok, I’ll make coffee soon but if you want, you can strip here in the living room first. I’ll whip my dick out.
And I did. I was sure the first time he saw my dick, he was a bit uncomfortable but never said any stupid words and allowed me so I started jacking off in anticipation before he could start removing his clothes.
-Would you like me to dance too, Dennis?
-You can dance or you could take your clothes off as if you were gonna have a shower, Ivor, it’s up to you.
-Well, I’ll dance.
And he started dancing and I kept punishing my dick due to the strong jerks I gave it when I saw him removing his T-shirt first. I was about to burst when I saw his naked chest for the first time shown to me on purpose. He wasn’t smiling that first day but I noticed him increasingly calm, surely knowing that in his new job, he wouldn’t need to have sex with me.
His hot chest aroused me a lot and it would be a daily need for me to watch Ivor at least shirtless in my house. Now he followed the same order he had in Salem and removed shoes and socks. I have also always been a great admirer of men’s feet.
But soon he was taking off his jeans belt and I almost came when now I did get the certainty that he would indeed take everything off for me and he pulled down his jeans. He was wearing also blue boxers and was not hard at first but his dick is big and was perceptible under his boxers.
-Yeah, Ivor, what a sexy boy you are!
-Thanks, Dennis. And now finally you’ll see everything of me for the first time privately for you in your house.
And his boxers came down at last really fast. His dick was now curiously hard and I got the chance also of admiring his balls and telling him.
-A good stripper must show you everything -and he turned then and again I could watch that perfect bubble butt of his. Of course I didn’t touch it, he would be uncomfortable, but how hot it was to know I could watch his ass now every day.
-You can turn now, Ivor, I need to cum and I’d rather it was watching your dick again. Well, hope you don’t mind seeing me cum but you know this is also part of your new job.
And finally he turned and he saw me for a couple more minutes wanking frenetically watching his dick till I shot a first load before Ivor.
-Good, my neighbour, and hope I can also call you my friend. Now I know I’m doing a good job, the job you’re paying me for, for you finally cum.
I told him now we could go to the kitchen. I’d make coffee and he could sit there. He knew of course that I wanted him naked for a couple more hours in my house and thus he came to the kitchen: with nothing on.
As we had our coffees, we were talking. If not comfortable, at least he was getting used to being naked before me and we started to get to know each other and that way I knew of his many jobs before a friend of his, also working in Salem, had told him that he had a good body and he could earn his living stripping for girls. I also told him many things about myself and an hour later I started to masturbate again watching now my sexy naked neighbour sitting in front of me.
Finally at about seven, I told him amiably that he could end his job for today. He then put everything back on and left, but saying.
-This is a good job that you’ve given me, Dennis. Don’t worry, I’ll keep on coming.
-If you want, you could come to my house every day at four p.m. Is that ok?
-Perfect, Dennis, see you tomorrow.
