With Friends Like These

By Aldric

Copyright 2013 by Aldric, all rights reserved
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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.
 
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This story depicts minors in unusual conditions that may include unprotected, unsafe sex or extreme humiliation. Obviously, this does not describe real life and should not be taken as such. In the real world, behaviors as described in the story are not acceptable, tolerated, or legal. The reader should never confuse the difference between fiction and real life. This story is fictional.

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The picture was horrifically clear and I had to earn it, no matter what. My brother Rick had found the detention slip I had forged our mother’s signature on and threatened to give it to mom. That would have resulted in me staying home while my two best friends went skiing next weekend.
 
So I had to give in to him. He wanted a blow job! But I was desperate so I gave him one in exchange for him not telling mom. He’s fifteen, two years older than me, and it was disgusting beyond belief. His dick was like six inches long with hair all around it!
 
But the worst part was how he planned it. He wanted it done in his bedroom with him standing against the wall just inside his door and me kneeling in front of him. I didn’t realize it was a trap at the time.
 
Just as he started to shoot he leaned over me and grabbed a camera he had staged and pointed it towards the door to his room. The inside of the door had a full length mirror on it, and the resulting picture clearly showed me kneeling in front of him with his dick in my mouth and his cum running down my chin.
 
I had no idea what he might do with that picture, but I didn’t want to find out. So I offered him money, but he had a part time job and I still lived on an allowance, so he knew I couldn’t come up with anywhere near enough money to buy the picture.
 
He thought about a suitable price for two days before coming to my room. ‘‘Here’s the deal,’’ he said, handing me two digital video cameras. ‘‘First, until you have enough to pay me for the pictures you keep these blinds open and the light on except for when you are sleeping.’’
 
He went to the window and opened the blinds. In the original design of our house my room was a family room, so there was a huge window in it. Every detail of my room could be seen from the house behind us.
 
‘‘You’ll change clothes in here, same as always,’’ he said to me. ‘‘The only time you can close the blinds is when you are earning the picture.’’
 
‘‘What do I have to do to earn it?’’ I asked. ‘‘You already said no to money.’’
 
‘‘What I want is another blowjob, but not from an amateur. I want one from someone who has some experience.’’
 
‘‘How am I supposed to find someone…’’ I started to ask, but he cut me off.
 
‘‘Not someone----YOU,’’ he said. ‘‘You are going to get experienced at doing it. That’s what the cameras are for. I need you to produce a video with twelve different boys getting a blowjob from you. Once I view it to see that it really is twelve different boys, then you show me what you’ve learned. Complete that and you get the picture.’’
 
‘‘But how am I supposed to do that?’’ I pleaded. ‘‘Boys aren’t going to let me record it. Besides, uh, twelve different boys? Everyone will think I’m gay!’’
 
‘‘First, I don’t care what they think, that’s your problem,’’ he said with a smile, knowing that was going to be a serious problem for me. ‘‘And second, that’s what the little camera is for. Set it up where it’s out of sight and go to it.’’
 
‘‘Come on Rick,’’ I said. ‘‘I can’t do this. How about…’’
 
‘‘How about I show this to Tom Thatcher?’’ he said to me.
 
Tom Thatcher is in my grade but he’s a year older than me because he failed a year. And he’s a bully. And he already doesn’t like me, but he doesn’t hurt me because Rick told him once that if he ever did hurt me he’d regret it. That was back in the day when Rick wasn’t the ass that he is now.
 
‘‘I’ll bet Tom could think of a lot of things to do with a picture like this,’’ Rick said. He called the picture up on his cell phone for me to see again. ‘‘Especially if I told him he could do anything he liked as long as he didn’t hurt you physically.’’
 
Okay, I had to earn that picture. No matter what I had to do to earn it from Rick, there was no way I could ever let Tom Thatcher even see the picture, let alone have it.
 
‘‘Okay, I’ll try,’’ I said. I know he could hear the fear in my voice. He knew he had me. ‘‘But why the blinds?’’
 
‘‘Erica Goodwin,’’ he said. ‘‘She has a crush on you.’’
 
Erica lived in the house behind us. She was also in my grade, but she was only twelve. She skipped first grade. And she did have a crush on me. She was nice and I liked her as a friend, but nothing beyond that. And then suddenly it hit me.
 
‘‘But she’ll see me changing clothes, and, uh, other stuff!’’ I said.
 
‘‘Yeah, like beating off,’’ Rick said with a laugh. Imagine how happy she’s going to be. Remember----the light stays on until you’re ready for sleep. If I come in here and you’re jacking off in the dark the deal is off. Keep that thought in mind as you work out how to earn the picture from me. That way I won’t have to wait so long to get my payment.’’
 
Okay, so I’d have to find somewhere else to play with myself. But I’d still have to change clothes here.
 
‘‘Let’s have a trial run, just so I know you’ll keep your end of the deal,’’ Rick said. ‘‘Open the blinds, strip off all of your clothes, and play with yourself until you cum. If you even can cum.’’ He left my room and I closed the door behind him.
 
With the blinds open the sun shined on my bed. It wouldn’t even matter if the light was on, I’d be in clear view. I looked back at the Goodwin house and all of the window blinds on the back were closed.
 
I stripped down and got on my bed, hoping to finish this as quickly as I could. I got hard almost immediately just from the thought of what I was doing. Then I heard Rick talking to someone from his room.
 
‘‘Look out your window and tell me what you see,’’ he said. I didn’t understand what it meant until I looked back at the Goodwin house again. And the blinds in Erica’s windows opened.
 
‘‘He’ll be doing that every night before bed,’’ I heard Rick say and then I knew----he was talking to her on the phone. ‘‘Let me know if he doesn’t give you a show, and keep your binoculars handy.’’
 
Her blinds stayed open. I was looking into the sun and her room was in shadow so I couldn’t see her. But I knew she was seeing me. And she was going to watch me do it. It was Rick’s first test. If I failed it now and he would give the picture to Tom Thatcher. Since I couldn’t allow that to happen I had to keep going. Knowing that Erica was watching made it all too easy and I sprayed the watery load onto my chest within seconds.
 
But now I was stuck with how to complete the price Rick was charging me for the picture. It seemed hopeless, but at least there were two people I could trust. Or at least, I hoped I could trust them.
 
Dustin and Eric were my best friends. It was Dustin’s parents who were taking us to the mountains this weekend for some late summer skiing. And it might be the perfect time to complete the price. Giving blowjobs was going to suck, no pun intended. But if I was going to do it I’d much rather do it with strangers than kids I knew at school. I called Dustin and Eric and invited them over.
 
It wasn’t easy and they had like a million questions, but finally I told them the whole story. And they were more than willing to help, which was no surprise because they were going to be the first two on the video diary.
 
‘‘Are you still going skiing with us?’’ Dustin asked as I closed the blinds.
 
‘‘Yeah, I told you about that,’’ I said.
 
‘‘Good, because my cousins will be there too,’’ he said. That’ll give you three more. I’ll just tell them you lost a bet or something.
 
‘‘And Darrel Lashki will be there too,’’ Eric said.
 
‘‘I don’t know, I was hoping to not use anyone from school. If word of this ever got out…’’
 
‘‘Darrel is cool, I don’t think he’d tell anyone. Besides, we’ll just tell him the same as Dustin’s cousins. That way there’d be no reason for you to ever have to do it again.’’
 
I couldn’t think of anything except what I was about to do, so I just nodded my head. Dustin decided he’d go first. He lowered his shorts and fished his dick out the hole.
 
I had not seen him naked since we were about eight, and it didn’t look like much had changed. I couldn’t be sure, but it didn’t look like he had any hair and his dick was only about three inches long. But he was hard and it was twitching, which showed how much he was looking forward to this. I looked at Eric, who had set the camera on my night stand where it would capture what I was doing.
 
‘‘Come on, just do it,’’ he said as he saw me hesitating. ‘‘Remember, we’re doing this to help you.’’
 
Yeah, right, I thought. I wasn’t so dumb as to believe there wasn’t another reason. But I had already told them all about it and they were my best friends, so as he sat on the edge of my bed I got down in front of him and took his dick in.
 
It wasn’t near as bad as doing Rick, and he was so ready that he began cumming almost immediately. His dick might have been small and immature looking, but he could shoot.
 
Dusting pulled his pants up and traded places with Eric. Eric pulled both his shorts and boxers down. Eric’s dick was bigger than mine but nowhere near as big as Rick’s. He also had more hair than I did. But he was just as ready as Dustin had been so a few seconds after I started he was done.
 
I went over to the camera and called up the menu to play the image. But there weren’t any pictures or videos in the directory.
 
‘‘Hey, did you press this button?’’ I asked Eric, pointing to the record button.
 
‘‘I don’t think so, was I supposed to?’’
 
‘‘It’s the record button,’’ I said with frustration. ‘‘How could you not know you had to?’’
 
‘‘Hey, I’ve never used a camera before,’’ he said. ‘‘I’m sorry. I guess you’ll have to do it again.’’ He tried to look sorry, but he couldn’t hide a smile. I wondered if it was truly an accident that he hadn’t recorded it.
 
The second time I set the camera, and I’m glad I did because I learned something useful. When the camera is recording a red light comes on. I’d be sure to watch for it in the future.
 
That evening, per Rick’s instructions, I left the blinds open and the light on as I played with myself. It was both exciting and scary knowing I had an audience. After I was done I closed my eyes long enough to gain some dark vision. When I turned off my light I looked out to Erica’s window and I saw a reflection of light. When it moved and then disappeared I knew she had been watching me with binoculars.
 
On the way up the mountain Friday afternoon Eric and Dustin were excited. I should have been, after everything I had gone through just to be able to go, but thinking about what I needed to accomplish while there made me feel slightly ill.
 
Dustin, Eric, and I shared a room. The room next door was an adjoining room that Dustin’s cousins were in. Fred, Jason, and Terry were fourteen, twelve, and eleven. I wasn’t looking forward to what we were going to do that evening after skiing.
 
We met up with Darrel Lashki on the slopes and Eric and Dustin told him about the supposed bet. He looked at me eagerly. I hadn’t made up my mind about including him but it was too late now. He said he’d see me tonight and took off down the slope.
 
I wasn’t a good skier so I couldn’t take the more challenging hills that Darrel and Eric could take, so I hung around with Dustin and his cousins. It was obvious he hadn’t told them yet so I was able to almost enjoy myself for a few hours.
 
We had dinner with Dustin’s parents in the restaurant and then hit the pool. I saw Dustin talking to his cousins, who then looked at me with smiles on their faces and knew that he had told them. As we swam I noticed that all three of them already had boners.
 
After swimming for a short time Eric came over and said, ‘‘We should go and figure out where to hide the small camera.’’
 
He was right; the other guys would be extremely suspicious about the supposed bet if they saw Eric or Dustin holding a camera. We grabbed Dustin and headed to the room.
 
We set it up above the curtains and Dustin stripped off his bathing suit. ‘‘Come on and suck me so we can test it,’’ he said. He was already hard.
 
‘‘I’m not sucking your dick again,’’ I complained.
 
‘‘Why not? It’s not like you haven’t done it before. Besides, we need to see if the camera is in the right spot.’’
 
‘‘We can do that without you being in the picture. All I have to do is get here and pretend.’’
 
‘‘Hey, do you want our help or not?’’ Eric asked. ‘‘Cause if you don’t you can set this up yourself and hope it works. I’m not going to take the blame for failure if we don’t test it first.’’
 
I could see they were serious and I clearly needed their help, so as much as I hated it I started sucking on Dustin’s dick. However, after just a few sucks I pulled back. ‘‘There, that should tell us if it is set properly,’’ I said.
 
‘‘Oh shit,’’ Eric said. ‘‘I forgot to press the record button again. Dustin, you do it and I’ll pose with Ian.’’
 
‘‘Damn it Eric, you did that on purpose,’’ I said as he and Dustin traded places. ‘‘I’m not sucking your dick!’’
 
‘‘Fine then,’’ Dustin said. ‘‘I’ll open the door and let my cousins in and we’ll just hope the camera is aimed properly.’’ Dustin moved to the door between the two rooms, and I had to stop him. I was being manipulated and I knew it.
 
‘‘I thought you guys were my friends,’’ I said as I got in front of Eric, who immediately shoved his erect dick in my face. I took it in as Dustin played with the camera.
 
As before, I only sucked on it for a few seconds before stopping. This time the image was recorded but it only showed the back of Eric’s head.
 
‘‘We’ll have to do it again,’’ Dustin said as he moved the camera.
 
In all, it took three attempts, and in that time Eric managed to shoot in my mouth. None of the attempts were working out right.
 
‘‘I’ve got it,’’ Eric said. ‘‘You pose, I’ll set the camera,’’ he said to Dustin.
 
By now I had figured out that we were going to continue to have problems with the camera unless I brought Dustin to climax too, so I did. Eric had gotten some tape and taped the camera to the bottom of the television where it wasn’t noticeable. And since the camera was at the perfect height it showed a clear picture of me sucking Dustin’s dick.
 
Eric put it back in place and Dustin opened the door, inviting his cousin’s in.
 
Fred, the oldest, seemed suspicious. ‘‘All I have to do is ask him and he has to give me a blowjob?’’ he asked Dustin.
 
‘‘Yep!’’ Dustin said. ‘‘Once a day for the two days we’re here. That was the bet he lost.’’
 
‘‘I didn’t agree to both days,’’ I yelled at him. ‘‘I only have to do this once!’’
 
‘‘Hey, that was the bet,’’ Eric said. As soon as he said that I knew they had set me up to have to repeat it. ‘‘Or we tell Tom Thatcher you reneged on the bet.’’
 
I shouldn’t have told them about my brother threatening to tell Thatcher if I didn’t do as he said. Would my friends really betray me? I couldn’t take the chance. ‘‘Yeah,’’ I said. ‘‘I forgot that part.’’
 
‘‘You do it first,’’ Fred said, still not believing it.
 
‘‘Sure,’’ Dustin said. He looked at me and said, ‘‘Give me a blowjob.’’ When I just stared at him he added, ‘‘It’s the first time I’ve asked today, so you have to do it.’’
 
With friends like these I didn’t need enemies. But if I was to keep my brother Rick from sending the picture of me blowing him to Tom Thatcher I had to go along with Eric and Dustin’s plots.
 
Once I did Dustin, Fred was a believer. He lowered his pants and boxers, and I saw that he was almost as big as Rick. I resigned myself to the fact that I was going to have loads of cum shooting into my mouth.
 
Fred was eager but he was good at holding back and he made it last, much to my continued disgust. As soon as he was ready to shoot he grabbed the back of my head and held me close to him as he shot load after load into my mouth.
 
Finally he was done and released me. The others were all smiles by that point. Jason, the middle cousin, was shy and only wanted to push his dick out through his zipper, but he was still able to add to what his brother had shot into my mouth. Terry, the youngest, wasn’t able to cum but it took the longest of all of them before he climaxed.
 
And of course I had to do Eric again once he asked.
 
I barely had time to rest before there was a knock at the door. Dustin pushed his cousin’s back into his room while Eric answered the door.
 
‘‘Hey!’’ he said, ‘‘It’s Darrel, and his brother and Steve Gibbon are with him too.’’
 
Steve was another boy from our class, and Darrel’s brother Greg was twelve and just a year behind us. I didn’t want to do anyone from school and now there were three of them. But it would be hard to back out now.
 
‘‘Hi Dustin,’’ Darrel said as he passed. Then he saw me and said, ‘‘Sucks to be you, but we want a blowjob and we heard all we have to do to get one is ask you.’’
 
I had no choice, I had to get my count in. Besides, if I refused Eric and Dustin might stop helping or worse.
 
After I was done, they left, but as Darrel got to the door he turned and said, ‘‘See you tomorrow.’’ I could hardly wait. I was up to eight, although I’d have to suck all of them again tomorrow, but I still needed more.
 
Eric said he and Dustin would take care of it in the morning.
 
The following morning Dustin’s parents called the room and woke us up. They said we were to have breakfast in the lobby in half an hour before more skiing. Eric and Dustin asked for their blowjobs and said they wouldn’t ask again if I did them, so I did.
 
After a huge breakfast we returned to the room to get our jackets and ski gear. Dustin’s cousins knocked on the adjoining door and Dustin let them in, and of course they wanted their turn too.
 
We then had to hurry or Dustin’s parents would come by to see what was taking so long. We met them in the lobby and headed out to the rental office to get bindings and skis.
 
Just before lunch we ran into Fred, Terry, and Jason, and they told us to ride the lift to the bigger hill. I didn’t want to, but was pushed into the lift chair. Once at the top we met two other boys who Fred had met. They appeared to be around our age. Fred took us around to the back of the hill. It was a treed slope, no good for skiing, but it was good for something else.
 
‘‘Okay,’’ Fred said, ‘‘I’m asking.’’ We were out of the wind and he unbuttoned his parka and slid his ski pants down, followed by his jeans and finally his boxers. I knew I was
 
going to have to do it, but the real problem was that there were two other boys here but we didn’t have either camera.
 
After I did Fred, he introduced Wayne and Cliff, two guys from the other side of town that he met at the pool and told them about the bet.
 
‘‘And we’re asking for a blowjob too,’’ Wayne said. He exposed himself just as Fred had done and I was relieved to see that he still had a pencil dick and almost no hair. He shot into my mouth, but it was just a few squirts of watery cum.
 
His friend Cliff was about the same. Maybe a little shorter and thicker, but just barely produced cum. He redressed quickly and the five of them left laughing.
 
‘‘Man, that sucks,’’ Eric said. ‘‘You had to do them and we didn’t even get to film it. But we’ll take care of you after we’re done skiing.’’ He and Dustin gave me few pointers on how to get down the bigger slope and then they took off.
 
I wondered if Rick would let me out of the rest of the bet if I broke my leg. Keeping my ski tips pointed towards each other I headed down as slowly as I could. I fell a dozen times and once I didn’t turn fast enough and hit a tree, but I made it down without getting hurt. I didn’t feel like skiing again so I went to the lodge and waited until the rest of the gang showed up for lunch.
 
I skied alone for the rest of the afternoon and came back early. I turned in my stuff and headed back to the room for a little private time.
 
Eric and Dustin found me sleeping and said we were to take a shower before dinner. But they also found the tissues I had jazzed into before falling asleep and teased me about it.
 
After dinner they said they had some more boys lined up but it they had a requirement that I had to meet. They said they couldn’t say more until later, but it was set up for fifteen minutes after ten. We swam until the pool closed and then went to the room.
 
‘‘Okay, they should be here in a few minutes,’’ Eric said. He started putting the camera in place.
 
‘‘What about this requirement?’’ I asked.
 
‘‘That’s simple, you have to be blindfolded,’’ Dustin said. ‘‘Roll up a towel and wrap it around your eyes and I’ll tape it in place.’’ He produced a roll of duct tape that he must have lifted from the rental room.
 
‘‘I’m not doing that,’’ I said. ‘‘How is this part of what I have to do to earn the picture my brother took?’’
 
‘‘Hey, it was their idea, not ours,’’ Eric said. ‘‘They just don’t want you to see them. I’m not sure why.’’
 
‘‘I don’t know if I can trust you guys after what you’ve made me do,’’ I said. ‘‘Are they kids from our school? Is that why I have to be blindfolded?’’
 
Someone knocked at the door just then. ‘‘They’re here,’’ Dustin said. ‘‘Are you in or not?’’
 
Whoever was out there knocked again. I gave up and wrapped the towel around my head and let Dustin tape it in place.
 
I heard voice that I didn’t recognize but I couldn’t tell how many came into the room. I only needed four more boys on tape so I hoped it wasn’t more than that.
 
There was a lot of giggling and laughter, and I was pushed down to my knees. The first boy stepped up and I felt his dick hit my nose. I tilted my head back and took it in.
 
And he was a boy. His dick couldn’t have been more than two and a half inches long and he didn’t have a single hair.
 
After him they kept coming and I lost count of how many I did. I could tell some by the size of their dicks, and there were at least two small boys, many boys my age, and a couple that were older. I don’t know how long it lasted, but my jaws were sore when they last of them finally left the room.
 
‘‘We’ve got enough for you to get the picture back from your brother,’’ Eric said as I pulled the blindfold off my head. ‘‘I’ll do the editing tomorrow after we get home and have it to you before noon.’’
 
We talked for a short while, and I saw Eric and Dustin yawning and I told them I was exhausted, so we went to bed. I stayed awake until I was positive they were both asleep. Then I got up and got out the small camera.
 
The first kid was a boy that I guessed was about ten years old. I’d never seen him before, so he became number nine. Following him were the two boys Darrel had introduced us to on the top of the hill. That made eleven. I needed one more.
 
Next was Darrel, followed by Steve and Greg. I guess there was no surprise there. Then came another kid I didn’t know. The magic number twelve. I almost turned off the camera, but I wondered about all the other people I blew.
 
The next boy to step up was Dustin’s oldest cousin Fred! Followed of course by Jason and Terry. And then Dustin, followed by Eric.
 
After Eric, the ten year old kid was there again. As I watched, I saw that I had blown each of them twice and a couple of them three times, but there was only the twelve of them. My friends had done it to me again!
 
But what could I do? Eric would edit the videos tomorrow and then I’d be done earning Rick’s price for the picture he had. I was angry, but there was nothing to do but go back to bed. I was sure that the blindfold wasn’t a requirement put out by the other boys. Dustin and Eric just needed it to cover up the fact that they were going to get more blowjobs from me.
 
I put the camera back and decided to pee before going back to bed. As I entered the bathroom it hit me----Eric didn’t need to edit the videos. All I needed was the proof that there were twelve different boys. Okay, so my brother would see that I did each of them several times----but why did Eric want to edit them. If he had them at his house, he could use them to blackmail me.
 
I finished in the bathroom and downloaded each of the videos to my hard drive and made sure each of them played. Then I deleted all of them from the two cameras.
 
I didn’t say a word about it on the way back home. Dustin’s parents dropped me off at my house and Eric said he and Dustin would be over later.
 
I knocked on Rick’s door and then entered with my laptop.
 
‘‘You did it?’’ he asked. ‘‘I was hoping it would take you longer.’’
 
I ran each video in turn, and Rick laughed as he saw my friends in each video. ‘‘Some friends you’ve got,’’ he said. But he agreed that at the end there were twelve different boys.
 
‘‘Only one more thing before you get the picture you want,’’ he said to me. He pulled down his shorts and I did what I had to.
 
And true to his word, he flipped me his phone. I checked his outgoing and there was no evidence he had sent it anywhere, so I deleted the picture. It was finally done. I returned to my room and the first thing I did was close the blinds.
 
Dustin and Eric showed up shortly after that. ‘‘The video’s are gone,’’ Eric said. ‘‘I assume you deleted them.’’
 
‘‘Yep,’’ I said. ‘‘I figured you guys would use them if you had access to them.’’
 
‘‘Yeah, well, we did sort of talk about it,’’ Dustin said. ‘‘But we didn’t actually have a plan. We probably wouldn’t have done anything with them.’’
 
The next day at school Darrel Lashki was bragging about the blowjobs I’d given him up on the mountain. I denied everything of course, and none of the other kids believed him.
 
After I served my detention I went home, only to find Dustin and Eric waiting for me.
 
‘‘You know, it really hurt us that you didn’t trust us,’’ Eric said.
 
‘‘Yeah, well you guys weren’t the most trustworthy to start with,’’ I said. ‘‘The blindfold was your idea, wasn’t it?’’
 
‘‘No, actually it was Darrel’s idea,’’ Dustin said. ‘‘He figured we could each get two from you as long as you didn’t know we were doing it.’’ Dustin opened my blinds as he talked.
 
‘‘I like my blinds closed,’’ I said.
 
‘‘Suppose Darrel could prove you gave him the blow jobs he’s been bragging about,’’ Eric said. ‘‘What would it be worth to keep that truth from him?’’
 
‘‘But there is no proof,’’ I said. ‘‘I deleted all of the videos.’’
 
‘‘Yeah, but not this,’’ Dustin said. He held up his cell phone and on it was a picture of me giving Darrel a blow job up on the top of the mountain. ‘‘I have one from the room too,’’ he said.
 
‘‘We kind of thought that a blow job a week would be nice,’’ Eric said. ‘‘And we talked with Erica Goodwin, and she really enjoyed the show you put on last week. She’d like it to continue.’’
 
I was screwed again! ‘‘For how long?’’ I asked.
 
‘‘Until she says she’s seen enough,’’ Dustin said. ‘‘Or until the end of summer if you give us a few extra blowjobs.’’
 
‘‘She said if you were to give her a personal show a couple of times that she’d be satisfied,’’ Dustin said. ‘‘So invite her over and let her watch you beat off from right here in your room. Until then, keep the blinds open.’’
 
‘‘And you can close them when you’re doing us. Remember, at least one a week.’’
 
With friend like that I had no need of enemies.
 
 


 

 



   
   
   
(The End)