Gay 4 pay #5

Gay 4 pay #5

Borough lads wanting quick cash 💷🔞

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The two lads were slumped on the sofa in the living room, tracksuits still dusty from shifting the heavy furniture earlier. A couple of crisp notes already peeked out of J’s pocket. The older lad had one arm stretched along the back of the sofa, legs spread wide, while Cally sat forward, elbows on his knees, trainers tapping the floor. J glanced toward the door the punter had just walked out of, then smirked at his mate. Fuckin’ hell, bruv, J said quietly, voice low and cocky. Two hundred extra each just to let him suck us off? Easy money, innit? Cally let out a nervous laugh, rubbing the back of his neck. Yeah… still proper weird though. He seemed sound when we was moving the stuff. Said he’ll pay more if we let him do other shit too. He glanced down at his own turquoise tracksuit bottoms. You actually gonna let him suck you? J shrugged, adjusting his chain. Course. Mouth’s a mouth when it’s got two ton attached. Long as he don’t try kissing me or that gay shit. I’ll just lean back, let him get to work. You? Cally grinned, a bit more eager now. I’m buzzing for it if the money’s right. Been skint all month. Might even let him deepthroat me if he’s good… make him gag a bit. He chuckled. Just don’t tell no one at the ends, yeah? We’re still straight lads doing a job.
Obviously, J replied, smirking wider. We smash this, get the cash, then go get some weed and new TNs. Act normal when he comes back. Let him think he’s in control… but we both know who’s really running it.
Cally nodded, already half-hard in his tracksuit just thinking about it. Bet he’s proper nervous too. Look at us though — two proper Notts chavs in his living room ready to get our dicks sucked for notes. He laughed again. This is mad. They both fell quiet as footsteps approached from the hallway, exchanging one last cheeky glance — excited, cocky, and ready to earn.