"Wanna earn some extra cash?" he read aloud, "Visit Room 437".
"What the fuck is that?” I said.
"No idea", he added dropping the card back onto the table.
Kyle and I had known each other a couple of years, we were both marines stationed at the nearby base. We were best mates now, although it hadn't started out that way. When we'd first met, we'd taken an instant dislike to each other. Neither of us really knew why. We were both very competitive, always trying to outdo each other. About six months later, things changed.
I'd been sitting in the bar alone, although the place was crowded.
When Kyle sat down on the table opposite. It was the only free seat
in the bar. At first neither of us said anything, and then the insults began as they usually did. When he next went to the bar, Kyle returned with two beers, one he handed to me. Later in the evening after we'd consumed several more beers, a young woman approached us.
"Wanna have some fun?" she said.
"Yeah", both of us said together. Kyle looked at me, expecting that
I would leave him alone with the girl. The woman saw his look.
"Both of you", she added.
"I ain't going anywhere with this fucker!", Kyle added.
"Forget it then", she said and began walking away.
"Wait", he added.
A few minutes later, we were in a cheap hotel room at the end of the street.
"Take your clothes off", she said. We both stripped off and she dropped to her knees in front of us, taking my cock in her right hand and Kyle's in her left.
I woke a few hours later, sunlight on my naked body. I rolled over and discovered Kyle's naked form next to me. There was no sign of the woman. I looked over to where my clothes were and saw my wallet lying open on the floor.
"Shit!" I said aloud and jumped off the bed. "Fucking bitch", I muttered, my money gone.
"What's wrong?" I heard Kyle ask.
"That bitch has nicked all my cash".
"Mine too", he added.
I sat down on the edge of the bed, staring at my empty wallet, and then for some reason, I started laughing.
"What the fuck are you laughing about?" Kyle asked, before joining in.
I don't really know why the incident brought us closer, but it did.
The rivalry didn't stop, but it became more of a challenge. Ever since, whenever we got a few days pass, we'd get drunk together and regularly found young women to share us.
We both had a couple more beers, before Kyle picked up the card again.
"I could do with some extra cash", he said.
"Me too".
"We'll go check it out tomorrow".
Room 437, was the name of a small company, we found the offices quite easily. We were led into a small office and introduced to the boss. They were looking for marines willing to do some solo jack off scenes on video. After he explained this and how much they paid, he left the room for a few minutes.
"Fuck!” Kyle said, "All that cash to film us jacking off".
"You wanna do it?"
"Fuck yeah".
So we did it. There was only one cameraman and producer in the room with us. Kyle went first. He worked himself slowly, before his cock began to spurt forth its thick white load. My cock was slightly smaller than Kyle's, although I did shoot more than he did. We cleaned up and got ready for the second as they'd requested.
"How about both of you together?", the producer said. We didn't see a problem in that. We were sitting next to each other on the bench, stroking our cocks.
"How about stroking each others", the producer added. I was just about to say that we hadn't agreed to that, when Kyle slipped his hand around my shaft. Not to be outdone, I did the same to him. We managed to reach a climax together, and our semen burst forth almost simultaneously. We got cleaned up and ready to leave, and then the boss reappeared with our money.
"You two were great", he said, "Maybe you'd like to do some more work for us", he continued, "The pay would be a lot more".
"For what?" I asked.
"Taking things further, some cock sucking, and getting fucked up the ass."
"Shit!” Kyle said. The guy then handed him a sheet of paper.
"That's the fee".
"Fuck!” Kyle continued, passing the paper to me.
"Each", the owner added.
"Fuck!” I said.
"Think about it and let me know". We left the office.
"What d'you think?” Kyle asked me.
"I don't know".
"It's a lot of money".
"Yeah, too much to turn down".
"How bad could it be?"
We'd arrived back at our motel room. I opened the door and we walked inside.
"I'm still not sure".
"Why don't we get naked and give it a try".
"You serious?”
"Yeah, if we can't do it now, we'll never do it in front of a camera".
Kyle got on his knees in front of me, and unbuttoned my jeans. He pulled them to my ankles, along with my shorts, and then took hold of my cock. His warm hand soon got me hard. I could feel his hot breath on me, and then his tongue touched the head of my cock, before his lips enclosed me.
"Oh fuck!", I said, as Kyle took more of me into his mouth. It wasn't the first blow job I'd ever had, but it felt different with a guy doing it. After a couple of minutes, he pulled back.
"How was that?" ha asked.
"Fucking great", I replied.
"Your turn now".
I took Kyle's cock into my mouth and ran my tongue over its head. It tasted great. I worked forward until the head was touching my throat. I tried to take more but couldn't. I glanced up and saw the expression on Kyle's face. He was definitely feeling what I'd felt earlier. His cock throbbed in my mouth.
"Oh fuck yeah", he added, "I think I'm gonna come".
The last part of his statement didn't really register, and I continued to suck on him. Suddenly his whole body began to shake, and his cock spurted its hot load into my mouth. The warm liquid flowed down my throat, and I sucked every last drop from him, before pulling back.
"You fucking came in my mouth", I said.
"Sorry", he replied, with a big grin on his face.
"There's nothing to be sorry about". I pulled him down onto his knees, got up and pushed my cock down his throat. I was about ready to blow, and he was gonna get what he'd just given me. Kyle swallowed my come like an expert.
"At least we know we can suck each others cocks", I said.
"Yeah", Kyle added, "But what about taking it up the ass?"
"I don't know about that".
"Maybe we can just do the sucking part".
"Yeah, maybe".
A little later after I'd taken a shower, I found Kyle sprawled naked on the bed, pushing his finger up his ass.
"Let me help", I said, sitting on the edge of the bed. I pushed my own finger into his hole, working it in as deep as I could. "How does that feel?"
"Good", he added.
"Wanna feel something bigger?"
"Give it a try, but be gentle". I pulled off the towel and positioned myself between his legs. My cock already beginning to harden. I pressed it against his hole and pushed forward gently. Slowly I worked myself into Kyle's hole.
"Oh fuck!” I heard him say as my cock's progress became easier. Suddenly my whole length was embedded in him. I have to admit, this wasn't the first time my cock had been in an asshole, but he was the first man. I fucked him slowly at first, each stroke almost pulling out, before
I plunged my whole length back in.
"Oh yeah", he said, "Fuck me harder".
I speeded up my actions as I looked down at the ecstasy on his face. I felt great, sex had never been this good before. I ploughed his ass with deep strokes until I was almost ready to explode. I pulled out, and without having to touch myself, my cock spurted its load all over Kyle's chest and balls. I leaned forward and ran my tongue through the semen that covered him.
"Fuck that was good", he added. "How about opening your hole for me?"
he continued.
Kyle's cock was still rock hard, so I moved myself over him, lowering my ass and positioning my hole above him. Slowly I worked my way down, Kyle's cock penetrating me for the first time.
"Shit", I said loudly as my asshole resisted at first, but slowly I opened up and took him inside, "Oh yeah!", I added.
"Get ready", Kyle said, "To have your brains fucked out".
I must admit, he kept his word. He rammed his cock hard into my asshole, pushing as deep as he could go. I lifted myself a little to allow
him to thrust his hips upward.
"Oh fuck! I'm gonna come", he yelled. I lifted myself off, just as his cock spurted upwards. After the last drop had flowed, I leaned over and dropped on top of him. "You like that he whispered.”
"It was fucking unbelievable". Kyle slipped his hands around my head, and pulled me down until our lips touched. We kissed each other hard, our tongues probing deeply into each others mouths.
The following morning we were back at Room 437, they were delighted to see us. I have to admit the two of us were rather nervous about the whole idea now. They wanted us to have sex in a sauna, well, half
a sauna, as the other side was open. Kyle and I were dressed in towels, the producer stood at one side of the room, and there were three other guys, each with hand held cameras.
"Why so many cameras?" Kyle asked.
"We need to get the penetrations from all angles, and the come shots.
It'll look much better on the finished tape.
We started a little slowly, but once we got into it, we both forgot about the cameras and just had some fun. Last nights practice had helped a great deal. We sucked cock hungrily, then came in each others mouths. I think that impressed the producer. We managed to keep the fucking up for quite a while, alternating back and forth. We were both impressed with our loads when we finally came.
"Cut", I heard loudly. " You were fucking great", the producer said. "You sure you don't want a new career?”
They handed over our cash just before we left, and even gave us a bonus. Next time we were in town, we could get our own copies of the video. Back on the base our little adventure was put behind us. Neither of us mentioned what we'd got up to. Life had got back to normal, and it was quite a while before we ventured into the town again. Kyle had been held up at the base, so I headed off with some of the other guys. We returned to our regular bar and got the drinks flowing. As the night wore on, some of the guys drifted away, and still there was no sign of Kyle. Eventually at about eleven, he walked in. By this time I was alone.
"What happened to you?” I asked.
"Sorry, I had something to sort out".
"Want a beer?”
"Yeah".
We drank a few beers, and then Kyle said it was time to leave. We ended up in a small apartment.
"I rented the place for the weekend", he said
"What was wrong with the cheap motel?”
"It didn't have a video".
Even though I admit it myself, the two of us looked really hot on tape. They'd edited our come shots in such a way that it looked like we'd shot even more than we really had.
"This is fucking hot", I said.
"Really gets you in the mood", Kyle added.
I woke early next morning, curled up in bed, naked, with Kyle next to me. We'd fucked for hours last night, once we started, nothing seemed to be able to stop us.
"Morning", Kyle said, "How's your asshole today?"
"Sore, but it was worth it"
"Now you know what staring in porn videos can do for your sex life".
"Fuck, we were hot weren't we?"
"Yeah, and they want us to do some more", he continued, "The tape is their biggest seller so far"
If it meant more sex with Kyle, then I wasn't gonna say no.
Room 437 was much busier than on our previous visits, they had increased production since our film. The company was doing much better, and now they wanted to make a sequel. The same producer would be working with us, plus three cameramen. The scene was set in an army barracks. A young guy dressed in military fatigues was sitting on one of the beds.
Kyle hadn't told me that there would be someone else in the scene with us. We were supposed to teach this new recruit the real benefits of being a marine. The guy had a willing mouth, and an even more willing asshole.
"I can't believe how much they paid us today", Kyle said as we lay
in bed that night.
“Yeah and I can't wait to see the finished tape, that guy looked fucking hot with your cock up his ass".
"It really turned me on when he slid that big dick into your asshole".
"I think it's time you put yours in there again".
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