Ah, are you working?

Izaak lived alone for over a year after his partner left.  He swore he'd never give his love to anyone again. He lived from day to day, doing the same things, watching the same Tv shows, working and coming home.  The most exciting thing he'd done was plant a vegetable garden.  

One night, he was watching his favorite show.  That episode involved gay lovers.  Suddenly Izaak realized how lonely he was.  The guys in the show were hot.  Izaak got horny fantasizing about the two men.  He decided he needed to have a man for the night.  He'd never picked up a hustler before.  It both excited and scared him at the same time.  He hopped in his car and headed for a mall where he knew he'd seen boys working.

Paul was a college student.  His folks were putting him through college, but their money was tight.  He came back to the dorm one night to find his laptop had been stolen.  He didn't want to ask his folks for the money to buy a new one.  He knew their finances were stretched thin.  Old men were always coming on to him when he hung out at the mall.  He knew they'd pay well just to suck him off.  He decided to work for the money to buy a computer.  

Paul had never hustled before.  He wasn't even gay.  He wasn't put off my gay guys.  He had gay friends, but he'd never had gay sex before.  He figured he could get it up dreaming about a girl and the John would take it from there.  He went to the mall and stood at one of the back entrances.

Izaak went straight to the spot in the mall where he'd seen the boys.  At first, he only saw a couple.  Then Paul walked up.  He stood a little away from the other boys.  Izaak gathered up his courage and approached Paul.

"Ah, are you working?" He asked Paul.  He was unable to look at Paul when he asked.  He stood nervously shuffling his feet.

"Are you a cop?" Paul asked.  His voice cracked like a sixteen year old's.

"Ha, No no I'm not a cop." Izaak said.  His nervous laugh made Paul feel safer.

"Yeah, I'm working." Paul said, nearly choking on his words.  His nervousness made Izaak feel a little safer.

"You want to follow me to my car?" Izaak said.

"A hundred dollars." Paul said.

"Huh" 

"A hundred dollars." Paul repeated.

"Oh yeah.....yeah, that's okay." Izaak said.

They left with Paul lagging behind a ways.  Outside, Paul followed closer.  Both looked around nervously as they got in Paul's car.  Paul rushed home.  He pulled into his garage and closed the door.  He led Paul into the house.

"I....I... never done this before." Izaak stammered.

Paul hesitated to admit it was his first time to.  He started to take off his shirt.

"Wait.........wait.....can I.......can I undress you?" Izaak asked.

"Okay" Paul said.

Izaak took the hem if Paul's shirt and pulled it up over the boy's head.  He couldn't help but make sounds of pure delight as he unveiled Paul's magnificent abs and chest.  He let out a little hoot when he saw Paul deep hairy pits.  He pulled the shirt off and tossed it on a chair.  Then he bent down and untied Paul's shoes.  He's not a foot man, but the young athlete's bare feel with thick veins and powerful toes even looked sexy to him.

He stood to undo Paul's pants.  His finger gently unbuckled his belt, released the button and slowly lowered the zipper.  That's when he noticed Paul was shaking.

"This is your first time to.  Isn't it?" Izaak said.

"Yeah" Paul said.  Now he was the one who couldn't look at Izaak.

"Why?  You don't look like a hustler." Izaak asked.

Paul tried to explain his decision, nervously.  Izaak listened but continued to undress Paul.  He slid the boy's jeans down his legs and pulled them over one foot at a time.  He started remembering how he used to undress his partner.  Paul was wearing the same brand of tighty whities that his lover wore.  

Izaak thought he was over his lost love.  He leaned forward putting his face against the bulge in Paul's underwear. Paul smelled so good.  He felt even better.  Paul stood watching Izaak and realized he was fighting back tears.  "What's up buddy?" Paul asked. 

"Oh, I'm sorry....I.....I'm sorry.  I don't think this was a good idea.  You obviously aren't into this.  I'll take you back, but I'll pay you.  God you're beautiful though." Izaak said.

"Well, thanks but......Wanna talk?" Paul asked.

"Can I just hold you, lay my head on you lap?" Izaak asked.

"Sure" Paul said.

They got on the bed.  Izaak had Paul sit up against the head board.  He lay between his legs with his head on Paul's hip.  His nose was nuzzled up against the bulge in Paul's underwear.  "You smell so good." Izaak sighed. 

"What made you come out looking for a trick?" Paul asked.  Izaak tried to explain what he'd been through.

"What made you want to hustle?" Izaak asked.  Paul told him about his computer and his folks financial problems.  "Couldn't you just get a part time job?" Izaak asked.

"I need it in a couple weeks at the latest.  Thank God I had all my school work backed up on disc.  Well almost all of it." Paul said.

"You didn't have it insured?" Izaak asked.

"It wasn't new or anything.  In fact that's why I backed everything up.  It was old and slow.  I was always afraid it would crash.  I couldn't afford insurance and never thought it would be stolen from the dorms." Paul explained.

"You feel so good. I love your fuzzy legs, so strong.  Are you in sports?" Izaak asked.

"Wrestling" Paul said.  "I know, everyone thinks all wrestlers are gay."

"No, I was a wrestle to.  I was the only gay guy on the team.  It was hell not getting turned on sometimes."

Izaak said.

"Ha, I bet.  We've got a gay guy on our team.  He get's a boner once in a while, but so do all of us.  When you've got a guy reaching between your legs and grabbing you there, it's only natural to get stirred up.  I'm getting boned up with you breathing on my balls." Paul said.

"I noticed.  You got a monster there." Izaak said.  That seemed to make Paul get  more excited.  Paul's thick, cut dick poked out of the top of his briefs and inched up his belly.  Izaak watched it grow.

"Can I take your underwear off?" Izaak asked.

"You're paying for it." Paul said.  "That sounded crass."

"There's nothing proper about what we're doing.  The whole situation is crass.  I don't even know if it's sex I need.  Maybe it's just the human contact.  You're so beautiful though.  Have you ever had a guy suck you off?"  Izaak asked.

"No, I had a girl do it once.  It was nice." Paul said.

"I'm going to pay you no matter what you say, but do you want me to suck you?" Izaak asked.

"Well, you got my dick hard.  If you don't suck it then at least jack it." Paul said.

"Ooo I love to jack guys off, almost as much as sucking." Izaak said.  "Mind giving me some of you pits."

"I'm all yours, you can do anything but fuck me." Paul said.

"I'd love to fuck your bubble butt, but I never figured on doing that.  Would be nice though." Izaak said.  He moved to Paul's side and took hold of his cock.  He began stroking Paul's dick and nibbling his chest.  Paul put his arm around Izaak.  Izaak moved his face into Paul's pit.  Both guys moaned.  Paul felt his dick get squeezed and it made him get more excited.  He realized he was already close to cumming.  

"Man I'm already close." Paul warned.  Izaak slowed his stroke.  It didn't help suddenly Paul arched his back and flexed his abs and blew his load all over his own face.  Izaak was amazed at the volume and power of Paul's cum.  "Whoa, that was amazing." Paul said.

"Nice shot.  Right between the eyes." Izaak laughed.  A long ribbon of thick cum was trailing down from the exact center of Paul's fore head, straight down his nose and hung about an inch down in front of his mouth.  Izaak licked it off the tip of his nose.  Paul wrinkled his nose.  

"You like cum?" Paul said.

"If it comes from a stud like you." Izaak said.

"Well, I've tasted my own. It wasn't bad." Paul admitted.

"Let me get a towel for you.  I'm sure you aren't going to want me licking all of it off your face." Izaak said jumping up and heading for the bathroom.

"Not on the first date." Paul joked.  Izaak rolled his eyes and laughed.  He tossed a warm damp towel to Paul and went back in to pee.  When he came out, Paul was still sitting there naked.

"I'll get your money, and take you back to the mall." Izaak said.

"You should get more than that for a hundred bucks.  I've been here like ten minutes." Paul said.

"It's okay.  You've done enough.  I've had a great time.  You're the first person I've talked to in month except at work.  It was a pleasure." Izaak said.

"You sure? I feel like I'm cheating you." Paul said.

"I'm sure.  Say, about your computer.  I'ts going to take a lot of tricks to get enough to buy a new computer.  You don't seem like the kind of guy that can do that.  I've got a laptop I don't use.  I bought it a couple years ago for my business and never needed it.  I'll sell it to you at a good price." Izaak offered.

"What kind is it?" Paul asked.

"I don't remember.  Here, it's in this closet." Izaak said.  He pulled out a box and opened it.  The computer inside looked like brand new.  It was a very expensive one and a well known reputable brand.  He put it on the dresser and plugged it in.  

"Whoa, I can't afford that." Paul said.

"Sure you can.  I told you I my company bought it and wrote it off already.  How much money do you have on you.  Oh.  Haha." Izaak looked at the naked young man standing beside him with  a hundred dollar bill in his hand.

"I've got some change in my pants." Paul said.

"This is enough.  Oh you might find some smut on it.  Clean it off real quick so you room mates don't see it.  There's nothing else of any consequence on it." Izaak said.

"You're kidding, right?" Paul said.

"No, just a hundred bucks and it's yours.  Just lock it up or something." Izaak said.

"Deal man, that's great." Paul said hugging Izaak.

"Put your pants on.  You'll get me all excited again." Izaak said, slapping Paul on the butt.  

"This is great man.  I can't thank you enough." Paul said.

"Come visit once in a while, let me know how things are going.  And please don't hustle anymore, you're way to good for that." Izaak said.

"You got it man.  I'll come see you on weekends.  We can go to a movie or something." Paul suggested.

"Yeah, I'd like that." Izaak said.  He was somewhat amazed that a hot straight college student would befriend a middle aged gay man.  He really didn't expect to ever see him again.  They got in his car and went back to the mall.  They pulled up beside Paul's car.  Paul reached in and got a note pad and pen.  

"Write down your address and phone." Paul said.  Izaak wrote it down and handed it back.  "Hey, you know, I didn't know what was going to happen when I walked into the mall tonight.  I sure as hell didn't expect to make a friend.  Something about you makes me feel like I have though.  I'll see you in a few days." Paul said.  Izaak sat there while Paul got in his car and drove off.  

That Saturday, Paul called.  They met at the mall and went to a movie.  Then the went to a restaurant and had a great time getting to know each other better.  Izaak went home feeling like he had truly found a friend, so did Paul.