Gary: Gay For Pay
By
Joy Cox
Copyright 2012 Joy Cox
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Gary opened his paycheck envelope as he walked through the mall. His heart sunk. The boss was cutting everyone's hours and it was getting harder to make ends meet on a security guard's salary. In fact, this check wasn't going to pay this week's bills.
Gary shook his head and thought about his options. There really were no options - no choice but to go talk to Seth, the sleazy spy store owner and ask him straight up what he meant with that mysterious "if you need a little extra, we can work something out" comment.
Gary walked through the door of Seth's Spy Emporium. This had to be the kinkiest store in the entire mall. "This guy likes his job a bit too much," Gary thought to himself. It wasn't just the tiny cameras and the tools for every kind of hidden surveillance. It was the black walls and carpet, the way that the limited light that was there seemed aimed to illuminate the handcuffs. The store looked like a voyeur's wet dream. As if in response to his thoughts, Gary heard a soft whirring sound as three cameras turned, following his movements as he approached the counter.
Nathan quickly closed the catalog he had been reading and slipped it below the counter. Face slightly flushed, he smiled at Gary. "Are you here for Seth?" Nathan said. Somehow Nathan's voice and slightly theatrical tilt of his head as he spoke made the simple question sound as sleazy as the rest of the store.
"Yes," Gary answered, "Is he..."
The sound of the glass door of the store sliding shut and the click of the electronic lock interrupted Gary's words. The store lights dimmed, except a sudden reddish glow from the front window as the "closed" sign lit up.
"I guess that means he'll see you now" Nathan laughed. He stood and walked toward the door at the back of the showroom. "After you" he said gallantly as he held the door for Gary.
The back room of the store was surprisingly large. On the far side of the room, Seth sat at his desk, his back still turned toward the door. In front of Seth was a wall of flat screen monitors. Gary recognized some of the camera views - this guy was hacking every security camera feed. But the mall didn't have this many cameras - Seth must have placed his own cameras throughout the mall too. From his black leather executive desk chair, Seth could see everything, everyone, who entered the mall. Gary had seen a lot of strange goings in the mall over the years, but that must have only been a fraction of what Seth had seen, and watched, and filmed.
"And joined in with. Don't forget that" said the little voice in the back of Gary's head. For a moment Gary's thoughts flashed back to last week, taking Maxine's tight ass cherry in the fountain - coerced into sharing her with Seth and Nathan.
Seth spun his desk chair around, and leaned back to study Gary. "I figured you'd be back", said Seth, reaching into the pocket of his black jeans. He pulled out his wallet and counted out a stack of bills. "Looking for work?" he asked.
Gary hesitated. Seth laughed. "Oh come on now - I can make this easy for you. I like to take pictures. All you have to do is smile at the camera, pose, and take my money. It doesn't get any easier than that."
Seth snapped his fingers and gestured toward the other corner of the room. The dim lighting was shattered as Nathan flipped the switch and a bank of photography lights illuminated Seth's back room studio. The white stage and backdrop was a sharp contrast to the rest of the room. "Nathan you beautiful thing, lose the clothes" Seth commanded. With the grace of a model, Nathan lifted his shirt over his head - arching his back and accentuating his rippling abs. Then he turned to face Seth and Gary, unbuckling his belt and then lowering his zipper.
"Nice!" said Seth. "Hold that pose." He reached for one of the cameras lined up on the shelf by the desk and walked over to where Nathan was standing. "Move over this way, and turn so that we get that shadow out of the way." Nathan moved slightly and slowly, following Seth's direction as Seth worked to frame his smooth torso, firm abs, dangling belt buckle and subtle bulge.
Click. Click. "Mmmm... yes. We got it Nathan."
Gary stood in the darkness, watching Nathan and Seth in the bright white spotlights. How did he fit into this scene?
"Gary. I want you to stand behind Nathan and grab that belt with one hand. Your other hand is going to go on his zipper. We want this to look..."
"Hang on, Seth" Gary said. "I don't know about this."
Seth looked at Gary, genuinely puzzled. "You don't know about what? Don't tell me you're going all shy! I seem to recall you weren't shy last week when all three of us were balls deep together pumping your mall chick."
Seth's words stirred Gary's memories. He felt a rush of blood to his cock, feeling it stiffen as he thought of Maxine in the fountain. Seth was right. The time for shyness is past once you've shared a fuck with other men - once you've felt them pump and shudder and come, and done the same. How was this really all that different?
His reluctance fading, Gary took another look at the stack of bills on the desk. It's just photos, he reassured himself and moved across the room to the blazing lights.