I was home one Saturday morning when I got a call from an old high school friend that I had seen only once in the last ten years. Chris asked if I was still collecting comic books since he was going to sell some of the better books in his collection. I told him I was, but hadn’t done much collecting in a while, and money was kind of tight for the wife and me. Chris told me to come over to his parents place (he was just in town for the weekend) and take a look at the books. Maybe we could work something out.
I hadn’t been to Chris’ house in a long time, and barely remembered the way. It turns out he had some very valuable comics, but I just couldn’t afford them. He asked me what I could give him and I told Chris I only could pay about $100 bucks (the books he wanted to sell were easily worth ten times that).
Chris said “Dan, I can’t let you have them for that little. Is there anything you can think of that would make me sell the books that cheap?”
I thought about it and said “Sorry, do you have something in mind?”
Chris said if I would give him a blowjob, he would give me another $100 worth of books and if I let him fuck me, he would throw in another $100 worth.
I replied “What are you talking about? I came over to look at some comics. I’m kinda insulted, and I’m not even gay. What is this all about?”
Chris answered “I know you’re not gay Dan. It wouldn’t be fun if you were. I just think you really want these books, and I really want a blowjob from you. I want to have our high school valedictorian on his knees worshipping my cock. Besides, I think you wouldn’t mind experimenting. Look at yourself, you’re getting hard just having me suggest it.”
I looked down and noticed I was getting a hard-on. I had often masturbated to the thought of Chris using me for his own pleasure. I wasn’t gay, but had spanked off to many gay thoughts in the past. Chris used to keep a large porno collection when we were in high school, and I guess I must have just gotten lost in the thought of Chris, of all people, sexually controlling me. I didn’t know what to do or say. I just mumbled “Are you serious”
Chris replied “Dan, I’m as serious as a car crash. Strip out of your clothes and kneel before me.”
I was in shock. My fantasy was becoming a reality, and I wasn’t sure how to react. “No one will be here?” I asked.
“That’s my little cocksucker. Come over here and earn your comic books. No one will know.” Chris replied.
Again, I was torn. There is no going back if I take that step. However, I really did want to know, and I don’t know how Chris thought I would be interested. It must have been fate, and who was I to go against fate. I slowly took off my clothes down to my underwear and approached Chris with a raging hard on.