Unexpectedly Paid for Sex?

[bttmboy4daddy]

I just joined a local sex group. Bottoms are expected to be "taken for a test drive" by one or more tops within a few days of joining if they want to stay in the group.

I got bare fucked by a hot daddy. We had pretty wild sex, in a lot of different positions. He said he rarely barebacks (usually just gets sucked without any anal, not even safe anal), and before me, had never had a bottom let him go ass to mouth. It was a hot time and he seemed happy to be getting a chance to try new things with a sub bottom.

After we fucked, he took me out for a quick dinner, which surprised me, as I had just wanted sex. Then as he was driving me home (I got stoned before the fucking so I made sure not to be driving), he reached in his pocket and gave me $100. When I asked what he was doing and said I wasn't an escort, he said after being fucked like that and being a nasty little slut for daddy, I deserved to be rewarded. I was kind of dumbstruck and could only manage to ask him if he was sure, and he repeated what he had said, and added that paying for sex (especially somewhat sleazy sex like we had) seemed hot to him, and that he'd be jacking off to our encounter a lot in the future.

I have had guys offer to pay me for sex, but I've never had a hookup fuck me and then just give me money out of the blue afterwards.

Has this happened to anyone else, or am I just lucky ($100 basically fell into my lap)?

[Hotload84]

Not quite the same as your experience, Bttmboy4daddy, but once I brought home a rather butch and muscular Latino I found at a local porn theater . I quickly discovered he was not actually interested in sex, but rather robbing me. Fortunately the only money I had in the house was coinage, so he ended-up leaving (with my blessing) and a hefty amount of coinage in his pocket. Don't know what the value of the coins was, but getting him out the door without any physical injury to myself was priceless. I also think it must have been funny as hell as he left to walk to the subway, his pockets weighed down by a shit-load of coins.

[Man4manplay]

Yes, I was tired of takin undetectable poz loads, getting breeded almost a year and staying healthy. I guy never medicated and with a vl of 70,000 offered to breed me, every load 100 bucks, he gave me 3 loads last wed. I pay him 300 buck and was happy with my detectable load in my ass.

[Pig Bottom]

One time I was at a porn theater in Manhattan (before Giuliani cleaned them up or closed them) I was in a bathroom stall waiting for guys, this older heavier guy creeps and looks in. I wasn't interested until I saw him wave a $50 bill near the door. So I let him in and I blew him a little and them he fingered me roughly. It was very hot and I had always wanted to be paid for sex.

[AlwaysOpen]

I was a dumb ass at bookstore sex when I was 19 or 20- I had been getting action, but was definitely not a seasoned veteran of the stalls. All the guys had taken off a day earlier for Spring Break in Florida, so I drove down the east coast - I got to Raleigh and had no clue what to do for fun- saw a porno place, and went in. Some guy in the next booth - older than me but OK- had a hard cock he kept waving , but I just kept looking at him thru the hole. He finally put a $20 in the gloryhole, and then put his cock thru. I sucked a load out of him, pretty quick too- and his cock and the twenty both slipped back into his side of the booth and out the door. I sat there kicking myself for not grabbing the money before he came, but, I guess I was afraid - naive that I would get arrested if I took it

[nastybottom]

^ Yes, that's the only type of money situation I've run into, older guys trying to pass bills through the GH. I just ignore them or leave the booth.

[nightelf]

I have never been given Money for my performance/s . . I have however been given gifts and tokens of affection from the tops who breed me. The men who have done this, have wanted to (reward) me. Its nice to have momentos of fond memories. When I look at these objects, I can remember the man, and how he fucked. . and it brings back a whole host of fond memories. Guess I can be a sentimental fool. To me, the gifts, are just as nice as money. .Money you spend. Trinkets have attached memories.

[PointZeroRed]

A short story about my first time hooking up with a guy. Back in 2002, I started talking to guys on gay.com back then i didn't know any other place to meet men online. I lived in a small East Texas town and Houston was about an hour away. I was befriended by this nice man who said he was 29. He was black, about 6' and about 220 lbs. Back then i was a pencil stick 5'9" and 150lbs wet.

I was nervous as I had only dreamed about being with a guy; He met me half way and paid for a hotel room. When I got there he asked me if i wanted a beer to chill/relax; i took him up on the offer. He knew it was my first time and he sucked me off all over that hotel room, in the shower, on the bed, on the dresser, on the table. He did a lot better of a job than my girlfriend at the time did. after about an hour of edging me he asked me to fuck him. He told me to use a condom which I picked up off the table, but after about 2 minutes i started to get soft and he said just to take it off. My first ass to fuck and it was raw, guess I got a good start .

Anyways, it only took me maybe 7-8 minutes and I was about to shoot and he pulled me close and said just cum and not to stop. It felt like I shot a ton of cum. he had this big grin on his face when I was done. We hung out for another hour or two when I realized it was about 4 in the morning and I had to leave to get home to go to church with family in a few hrs. On my way out, he gave me a Ben Franklin ($100), I was a little stunned and didn't quite understand; I asked him several times if he was sure and I didn't think I should but he insisted and wouldn't take it back.

We hooked up two other times over the next few months; same kinda setup but instead of handing me the $100 he would just stick it in my jeans. I still don't understand why he paid me. He wasn't a bad looking guy and being from Houston there was no shortage of young full/half pinoy boys to get to do the job he wanted. I only knew his first name, Sam. In all the yrs since then, anytime I'm in Houston I browse through profiles, just to see if I could find him to talk for a few to ask why...

Edited September 18, 2011 by PointZeroRed