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Paying Carlos

... the idea of his cock. Because I felt he had taken advantage of my kindness I developed bad feelings toward him. Carlos acted as though I had done something to offend him . We basically didn’t speak to each other for several years, but since we seldom saw each other I didn’t let it bother me. When he was twenty-four he was in an automobile accident for which he was responsible. He had to pay a fine or go to jail. Amazingly he appeared at my door one night, hat in hand. That’s not to say apologetically, but held out for a donation. The simple fact was, he knew no one else who had the money he needed. I was incensed, not so much from his asking for a loan after never repaying me, but from his attitude for the past few years. I flatly refused, and for my own benefit read him the riot act, pointing out the obvious…his making no attempt to pay back any part of what he owed, his snubbing me, his general shitty attitude. And then I made him an offer. First let me clarify a couple of things. At that time the peso was around ten to a dollar, so twenty pesos was equivalent to two dollars, five hundred to fifty dollars. But two hundred pesos went a lot farther there than twenty dollars did in the U.S. Also, of course, all of the following conversation was in Spanish. I said, “I’ve got something you need…money. You’ve got something I want…cock. So here’s the deal. If you show me your dick, and I mean really show it to me, in fact, take a piss, I’ll give you twenty pesos.” He pulled his ...

... head back and scowled, and I went on. “I’ll give you that and fifty more if you play with it and make it hard. Add a hundred more to that if I can touch it, give it a good feel.” He started to speak, but I wasn’t finished. “We can keep going and add two hundred more if you jack off, and again I mean really jack off, to the climax. So we’re up to three hundred and seventy. Five hundred more if I can join in and jack you off. Now let’s get into the big money. On top of that eight hundred and seventy I’ll give you one thousand pesos to let me suck your cock, or if you prefer you can fuck my ass. Or for two thousand I’ll suck it and then when I’m ready you can fuck me. So there you are, two thousand, eight hundred and seventy pesos, all yours.” It was clear Carlos was boiling, his fists balled in anger, but he hadn’t moved. I decided to go one step farther, seeing how close I could come to the edge without tipping over. “Or I have one more option. Instead of those two thousand, I’ll make it five thousand if we both get naked and have the kind of sex that you might have with your wife. I want to kiss and lick your body all over, no holds barred.” Now he was steaming. He was disgusted, contemptuous, furious all mixed together. I said, “Tough. That’s my offer, take it or leave it. It’s sex or jail, unless you have a better offer.” I didn’t know how much money he needed, but was sure it was less than I had offered, and also he had no chance of getting it anywhere else. “You can start ...