Extra Credit (MxM)
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Thread Topic: Extra Credit (MxM)
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(Nope I can't. I have things to do. Sigh.)
Charlie grinned when he heard the question. Of course, the man was in need, and he could fill that need. "Of course I am." He tilted his head, glancing the man up and down. He didn't seem to be someone who paid for sex often, but Charlie wasn't going to complain. "Why, are you interested?" Because Charlie was. Very interested, indeed.
The young boy turned around to find the girls staring at him, mostly because it had been a slow night, and it wasn't right, to them anyways, that he got a job first. One, a red head, called out a snide, "He probably thinks your a girl, Charlie. Better tell 'em, so it doesn't happen again." He narrowed his eyes, holding in the very nasty thing he wanted to say back, turning his attention back to the man in the car. -
(Poor thing. Too busy for the pleasure of sleep. :c)
Matty's excitement sparked for two reasons. One; that the person he was talking to was in fact a prostitute and willing to fulfill his needs, and two; that he was just a boy in women's clothing. A smile came over the brunette's face as these two realizations settled in. "If your body says true, then I'm quite interested. I got sick of seeing dusty vagina everywhere I went. And a guy knows how to keep his voice down." Matty knew prostitution was wrong, especially with someone so young. He didn't want to guess the other's age, fearing that he'll end up being some kid. And he'd rather not lose his teaching career before it's even started. He just wanted some relief then they'd never see each other again. "So what's your price?" -
(Sleeping is so nice tbh.
casually googles how much prostitutes are paid and finds nothing so I'm just gonna guess ehehe)
"It depends on what all you want. I don't charge much for people who aren't regulars, so, don't worry." He flashed him a smile, and moved to grab his bag from where it sat at his feet. Charlie turned, blowing the girls a kiss, watching the red head catch it and wink at him before he opened the car door and slid into the seat, without asking. "Normally around thirty for just sex. And maybe a pack of cigarettes, since I can't buy them myself. Anyways, you may have gathered it already, but my name's Charlie. May I ask yours?" -
(depending on what they do usually varies the price :B)
Matty was surprised that the boy simply climbed into his car before confirming any sort of deal. But it wasn't like the older didn't want to pay this.. kid for the total use of his body. "So generous of you. I'd think you'd make someone new pay more, but I'm not complaining. I'm not a very rich man, so that works for me. I just hope you can handle what I ask for." Once he'd heard that the other wanted cigarettes, he realized that he wasn't over eighteen. "Matty is my name, and I expect to hear it from your lips tonight, Charlie." He winked, waving off the girls as he left the corner. -
(ye I was right then)
He leaned back, setting the bag at his feet, closing his eyes as he fished the cigarette box out of his pocket, along with a lighter. "Do you mind?" He asked, already lifting the lighter to the one he held in his mouth, waiting for an answer. Charlie grinned at the man's words, shrugging. "If you can make me. And trust me, I can handle pretty much anything." In truth, he had been doing this for two years now, since the power had been cut at their house for the first time, and he needed money quick. He still remembered the first guy he had slept with, and how he had been totally unsure of himself, and ended up getting paid well for being such a complete virgin. -
"I don't. Just keep the window cracked if you're lighting up." Matty smoked plenty himself, but hated for the smell to linger in his car. Something about this boy was a challenge to him, and he loved a challenge. "So I can be as rough with you as I please then? Good. I don't like it when a boy breaks after a few minutes of rough sex." The older hummed as he located the hotel he was staying at, thinking about how young this kid could be. As much as he was afraid to know, he felt like it was necessary. "Charlie, how old are you exactly?"
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"Mm. Thanks." He rolled the window down a bit, lit the cigarette, and shoved the lighter back into his pocket, inhaling deeply. "Oh, don't worry about that, love. I've had men who broke the bed," He exaggerated, though not by much. He thought he would be perfectly fine with whatever the man would throw at him, but the age question made him stop in his tracks, sitting up, eyes open. "You're not a cop, are you?" He couldn't help with the paranoia that he felt because of that question.
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Matty whistled lightly at the thought. "I've never broken a bed before, but I've broken a guy before. I trust you'll be strong enough for to handle it though." He noticed Charlie's instant fear and paranoia after the question had been asked. He gave the young prostitute a smile of reassurance and shook his head after he'd parked in a spot near to the door. "Not at all. If that were the case, I would have arrested you and all the other girls earlier. I just don't want to get in trouble if you're fourteen or something like that. If you don't believe me, you can pack me down for a batch if it makes you feel better."
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Relaxing again, Charlie leaned back, intent on finishing his smoke before getting out of the care. He took two long drags before answering, smoothly. "I'm seventeen and a half. I know, I look younger than that, but I swear I'm not." He finished the cigarette, tossing it out of the crack in the window, rolling it up. "Let's go, hm?" He opened tha car do, getting out, grabbing his bag from the floorboards.
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"Didn't mean to scare you, cupcake. I'll make it up to you, no worries." Matty smiled and got out, locking up his car. "I suppose that's better than being some middle school student." The older shrugged, waiting by the entrance to his room, key to in hand. "The bedroom awaits, Charlie." He felt like this small hotel was used for prostitution services quite often, but it's not like he was going to stay there for more than a night or two, so it didn't matter. And he could at least smoke there.
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Charlie hooked his free arm through one of the older man's, nodding. "Lead the way, love," He said, leaning lightly against the man. He was a little bit excited. It had been a while since he had had a client that he didn't know. He enjoyed learning about people in that sort, their favorite positions, their kinks, and their afterwards habits. Of course, Charlie never learned much other than that.
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"It's not too far, cupcake. A few feet really." The older smiled as their arms were locked together, unlocking the door and letting him inside first. He was eager to push all of his stress and tensions on this seemingly innocent boy. "I'm sure you've noticed, but I'm not entirely used to being with prostitutes. All I know is that protection is necessary. How do you take payment? By the hour or by each thing we do? And are you the foreplay type or the 'get it done' type?"
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"I've noticed," He hummed, setting his bag by the door, and dropping himself onto the bed. "Both, actually. You pay by the hour, for what we do. But see, I'm going to give you a break, to uh, encourage you to shop again." He winked. "Thirty to forty for a whole night of just sex, and ten more for any other.. Special things you want. Such as kinks. And, for tonight, I'm whatever type you want me to be, love."
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"Sounds like a plan. Tell me, does oral count as extra? I like to ease into sex, then go hard when going all the way with someone." Matty removed his coat and climbed onto his temporary bed, hovering over the smaller male, looking him over. He hadn't really gotten that good of a look at the teen, but he looked like the perfect bottom for the night. When Charlie told him that he'd be any type he chose, the young man smirked. "What if I were a sadist? Would you be a masochist if I asked for it?"
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"Depends on who's servicing who," He confided, raising his eyebrows a bit. "Oh, honey, if you want pain, I'll deliver. All you have to do is ask." Charlie had dealt with a lot of strange people over the two years he had been in the business, but, in truth, he really hated too much pain play. He was okay with hair pulling and biting, but anything more pushed him out of his comfort zone. But then, he wasn't allowed to have a comfort zone while working, and money was money.
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