Mike Earns The Hard Way: Part Two
Over the course of a few weeks, the routine became set. Mike would arrive at Clark's place three times a week. Sucking his dick gave him a nice weekly salary of $900 based on their agreed amount. This was great for Mike, as he was now catching up on his bills and had no worries about saving up funds. It didn't hurt that Mike had no only slowly became proficient at sucking dick, but truly came to find real enjoyment and excitement in doing it. Clark was always very kind during their encounters, and helped Mike along with improving his technique, helping overcome obstacles such as his innate gag reflex, and otherwise making their time together great experiences.
Due to his newfound love of sucking cock, things became complicated with his girlfriend. When she blew him, it was an odd experience. Sure, it got him hard, was pleasurable, and made him cum. But he found himself mentally taking notes, notes for what he could do with Clark's dick the next time his tongue ran down that shaft and his eager lips took in that nice purple helmet. He'd salivate at the chance to show Clark what he learned, and Clark seemed to always respond how Mike hoped, groaning and putting his head back while Mike was on his knees, cock in mouth, sliding in and out. With his gag reflex tempered, he got to enjoy more of that beautiful cock down his throat.
And the cum. Oh god, the cum. The first few times Mike had Clark blow his thick loads in his mouth, Mike almost puked. It was thick, salty, and some other taste he could quite think of. He was definitely a spitter. Clark would, of course, laugh at this and was never upset. He actually had a cloth next to him after their second time. It was for Mike to spit into and wipe off his mouth and chin. Clark, to his credit, never pushed Mike to swallow, though he did say on the third visit "maybe someday you'll get used to the taste, but no worries". Clark was always nice to deal with. It helped Mike really get comfortable with this arrangement. After about his second week, Mike did something different. It was like a switch flipped.
He had another mouthful of Clark's cum after their latest get-together when he didn't spit. Instead, he roll the wad of thick cum around in his mouth. He felt the texture, really spent a moment as the taste rolled over his tongue. Then he did it. He swallowed it. He felt it ride down his throat like warm jelly. It was amazing. He looked up at Clark from his kneeled position. Clark, with a friendly grin said "I knew you'd get there. Did you like it?" Mike nodded and "Fuck yeah I did". Clark remarked he was happy to hear it, because Mike had a lot of loads to swallow in his future.
After their most recent meeting, Clark had Mike sit down with him. Mike was still using his finger to gather the escaping cum off his lips to scoop it to his mouth. "Mike, I wanted to talk to you about our arrangement. This has been great, I think for both of us." Mike smiled, mouth fresh with the taste of cum. "Absolutely" he said. "But regarding payments. I'll need to be changing them back to our original price. $150 per visit." Mike looked stunned "why!?" He gasped. "I made it $300 because you were new, and scared. But I knew when I first saw you your potential. Now that you're a cock sucking pro, the incentive isn't really needed anymore." Mike looked crushed. The money changing was going to change his finances in ways he wasn't ready to go back to.
"I understand your feelings, I do. But I think we agree that this isn't entirely a business transaction anymore. I love your mouth around my dick, and I know you love sucking it." Here's had a point. He did love it. His visits with Craig were highlights in his week. Sucking his dick was like a true getaway, pleasure he couldn't experience anywhere else.
I have an offer though. Business if you want to call it that. I have a few friends coming over for the football playoffs if you want to stop by. Mike knew what this meant. $150 per? One day? Sounded easy enough.
It wasn't.
Due to his newfound love of sucking cock, things became complicated with his girlfriend. When she blew him, it was an odd experience. Sure, it got him hard, was pleasurable, and made him cum. But he found himself mentally taking notes, notes for what he could do with Clark's dick the next time his tongue ran down that shaft and his eager lips took in that nice purple helmet. He'd salivate at the chance to show Clark what he learned, and Clark seemed to always respond how Mike hoped, groaning and putting his head back while Mike was on his knees, cock in mouth, sliding in and out. With his gag reflex tempered, he got to enjoy more of that beautiful cock down his throat.
And the cum. Oh god, the cum. The first few times Mike had Clark blow his thick loads in his mouth, Mike almost puked. It was thick, salty, and some other taste he could quite think of. He was definitely a spitter. Clark would, of course, laugh at this and was never upset. He actually had a cloth next to him after their second time. It was for Mike to spit into and wipe off his mouth and chin. Clark, to his credit, never pushed Mike to swallow, though he did say on the third visit "maybe someday you'll get used to the taste, but no worries". Clark was always nice to deal with. It helped Mike really get comfortable with this arrangement. After about his second week, Mike did something different. It was like a switch flipped.
He had another mouthful of Clark's cum after their latest get-together when he didn't spit. Instead, he roll the wad of thick cum around in his mouth. He felt the texture, really spent a moment as the taste rolled over his tongue. Then he did it. He swallowed it. He felt it ride down his throat like warm jelly. It was amazing. He looked up at Clark from his kneeled position. Clark, with a friendly grin said "I knew you'd get there. Did you like it?" Mike nodded and "Fuck yeah I did". Clark remarked he was happy to hear it, because Mike had a lot of loads to swallow in his future.
After their most recent meeting, Clark had Mike sit down with him. Mike was still using his finger to gather the escaping cum off his lips to scoop it to his mouth. "Mike, I wanted to talk to you about our arrangement. This has been great, I think for both of us." Mike smiled, mouth fresh with the taste of cum. "Absolutely" he said. "But regarding payments. I'll need to be changing them back to our original price. $150 per visit." Mike looked stunned "why!?" He gasped. "I made it $300 because you were new, and scared. But I knew when I first saw you your potential. Now that you're a cock sucking pro, the incentive isn't really needed anymore." Mike looked crushed. The money changing was going to change his finances in ways he wasn't ready to go back to.
"I understand your feelings, I do. But I think we agree that this isn't entirely a business transaction anymore. I love your mouth around my dick, and I know you love sucking it." Here's had a point. He did love it. His visits with Craig were highlights in his week. Sucking his dick was like a true getaway, pleasure he couldn't experience anywhere else.
I have an offer though. Business if you want to call it that. I have a few friends coming over for the football playoffs if you want to stop by. Mike knew what this meant. $150 per? One day? Sounded easy enough.
It wasn't.
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