The next week or so went by quickly. Mom seemed happy, but it had been quite awhile since I had seen Aunt Marie. Debbie was busy with a basketball cam..., so I did not even see much of her. The following week was more of the same. Debbie was wor¬king at a basketball camp now, instructing younger players. She was still working at the pizza place, so did not have much time. The week of my birthday, my Mom said to me, "Since your birth¬day is on Friday, if you want a little party, it is O.K. with. Suddenly Art’s emotions shook him as he realized holding another man’s hard cock. He did not even know the name of this man but throbbing cock in his fist was keeping all his attention focused and making him feel good too. He knew his fantasy was coming true better than he ever thought.The man was talking to him, Arthur realized; when he heard him say, “I knew you would like it, you were staring at my dick like a true cock hungry slut”. He had no problem for being called a cock hungry slut but. “So wait, you want to pay me to let you beat me and fuck me on video so some dude somewhere can whack off to it?”“Yes, but no beating. Listen, I am maybe not what you would call a nice guy, but I am not into hurting people. The dude described the girl and what he wanted, and I had always had a thing for you, and you fit the description. So I went out to the bar last night to find you. It’s kind of a yes or no thing.”“But yes or no to what?”“That’s part of the guy’s kink. I am filming this right. It had to have been nearly noon when Ivy woke me up. She sat on the edge of the bed still wearing her little blue sundress from the night before. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail and her make up was mostly gone except her dark eye shadow. She just sat there grinning a minute, then she asked if I wanted to know what I missed out on, so I asked how her night was. “It was interesting,” she said and met my stare. “Oh, yeah,” I chuckled innocently, “let me guess, Jori hit on you?” “Well of.