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It was a year ago, a troubled time in my life. I'd just left my job for health reasons, my girlfriend left me, and I was penniless. The loan I had taken out so we could move in together needed paying and I needed food in the cupboards. Things were desperate.
I looked at several job listings, applying for anything and everything I could, but nothing came up. Until I found a listing on Craigslist. Amateur porn photographer needing models. £100 an hour.
What could I lose by messaging and getting some details? |
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By (user no longer on site) OP
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Send. 'There, that wasn't difficult'I thought to myself, just asking for details, no commitment yet.
It felt like forever before I got a reply, nervously I opened the email. It sounded too good to be true, struggling to believe the words on the screen in front of me. £100 an hour to get a blow job from a women, or if none of his models were available just to film me wanking myself, easy work I thought
We swapped numbers and set up a meet. A weeks time. I was excited and nervous at the same time.
The day finally arrived, I met him at his flat, about 15 minute train journey away from myself.
We sat down in his kitchen and he poured me possibly the strongest Vodka and Orange I've ever tasted, while we spoke about what was expected, why I was in this situation, had I ever done anything like this before. The female model he had set up had cancelled so was to be filmed wanking.
After a while of talking we went through to the bedroom, where he left me some magazines and told me to make myself comfortable, and he'd be back in shortly. |
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He was very clear with his instructions, I was to rub myself over my trousers at first, unzipping when he said too and not to take my cock out until he have the word.
It seemed like an age before he finally told me to take my hard member from my trousers, and I lay there stroking slowly with a complete stranger video-ing the event. He sat on the end of the bed and lent forwards to get a close up shot.
Before long he took some lube from a drawer and opened the tube, I reached out to take it from him but to my surprise he squirted it onto his hand and reached out to my cock, rubbing it around the head and down my shaft. My heart was pounding, what was he doing? Was this normal? It must have been as he soon stopped and continued filming me stroke my now glistening cock.
'Faster'he whispered and I obeyed willingly, after all, I was just an employee right now, a performer. He was in charge and I knew it |
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Shortly after he reached out for the lube again. I didn't go to take it from him this time, I lay back and let him apply it himself.
Only this time I realised he wasn't stopping, it wasn't my hand jerking myself any more but his. Still recording, he stroked my hard dick. My heart pounding, what do I do? Should I let him continue, or stop him? This isn't what I signed up for.
All these thoughts racing through my head but before I had a chance to think anymore the camera had been put down and he had lent forwards, my cock in his mouth. His tongue caressing my head as he bobbed up and down on my dick, pushing it as far back in his throat as it would go. 'Oh God' I found slipping out my mouth. I'd never thought about being with a guy before but as I lay there with my dick being sucked by a complete stranger, it felt so good. It made sense I guess, guys know how they like to get blown so why wouldnt they be able to re-enact the same actions when giving one? |
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"Shortly after he reached out for the lube again. I didn't go to take it from him this time, I lay back and let him apply it himself.
Only this time I realised he wasn't stopping, it wasn't my hand jerking myself any more but his. Still recording, he stroked my hard dick. My heart pounding, what do I do? Should I let him continue, or stop him? This isn't what I signed up for.
All these thoughts racing through my head but before I had a chance to think anymore the camera had been put down and he had lent forwards, my cock in his mouth. His tongue caressing my head as he bobbed up and down on my dick, pushing it as far back in his throat as it would go. 'Oh God' I found slipping out my mouth. I'd never thought about being with a guy before but as I lay there with my dick being sucked by a complete stranger, it felt so good. It made sense I guess, guys know how they like to get blown so why wouldnt they be able to re-enact the same actions when giving one?"
Sitting a car park while reading this waiting on a meet. Its giving me a raging erection not going to be easy to hide it  lol |
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Laying here having my dick sucked by a complete stranger, definitely not how I had planned this ending up. Well that's a lie, I was expecting to be blown by a beautiful woman not the cameraman!
But still it felt so good I couldn't believe it. My cock felt harder than it had ever been before. Watching this man run his tongue up and down my shaft had me so turned on, I wasn't sure I'd last much longer.
It was at that point auto pilot set in, and I pushed him off me. Reaching down I started to wank his cock over his trousers, not even thinking about what I was doing. Unzipping his jeans and letting his dick fall out, I wanked him slowly, as he laid back, watching his chest rise heavily, clearly enjoying what I was doing. He bit his bottom lip. Fuck that was hot.
Before I knew it I'd put his cock in my mouth, still on auto pilot I began sucking, trying my best to mimic what he had done to me.
Running my hands over his chest and cupping his balls I licked the head of his thick hard cock, taking it all in, deepthroating him.
Time passed, I don't know how long I sucked him for before I heard him groan and felt his hips jerk as a thick jet of cum hit the back of my throat. I swallowed by every single drop, not wanting to waste any. Once he finished cumming he opened his mouth, uttering one sentence. 'Moneys on the table, clean up and go'
I was off autopilot now, back in control of my actions. Feeling slightly embarrassed by my actions and confused as to how it happened, I zipped my self up, still rock hard, grabbed the money from the table and left.
All I could think on my journey home was how I was still so hard, so turned on and how I didn't get to cum myself.
I swapped a few messages with him in the weeks after and spoke about arranging another meet, but sadly it never happened |
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