CZECH HUNTER 371 – Straight Friends Dared To Suck & Fuck Each Other For Some Good Money

Title: Czech Hunter 371 – “The Straight Bet”

In the bustling streets of Prague, the Czech Hunter was on the prowl once again, his camera rolling, his predatory instincts sharpening. The sun beat down, the cobblestones reflected the light in dazzling hues, and yet, the hunter’s gaze was fixed on his next prey. Two young lads, bronze-skinned and fit, walked side by side, their laughter echoing in the air. The hunter approached them, a devilish glint in his eye and a proposition on his tongue.

“Hey boys,” he called out, “I’m the Czech Hunter. I bet you two have never considered doing… certain things for some extra cash. You know, just experimentation. Nothing too crazy, but it’s pretty lucrative.”

The friends, let’s call them Tomas and Jiri, exchanged a glance. Tall and lean, with mops of tousled hair and inviting smiles, they appeared open-minded. Tomas spoke up first. “I’m straight, but I guess I could be persuaded. How much are we talking about?”

The hunter grinned. “Enough to make it worth your while.” He named a figure, and Tomas’ eyes widened. Jiri nodded slowly. “Let’s say we’re in. But you’ll show us how to do everything, right? It’s all new to us.”

“Of course, boys. I’ll guide you every step of the way,” the hunter purred, his voice dripping with insinuation.

They entered a secluded alley, their hearts pounding in anticipation. The hunter signaled for them to undress, and Jiri complied first, his form lean and tanned, his cock already twitching with arousal. Tomas hesitated a moment before following suit, his physique just as impressive. The hunter’s gaze raked over their bodies appreciatively. “Mm, perfect specimens,” he breathed.

“Now, let’s start with something simple – blowjobs,” the hunter suggested, his cock already hard and ready. “Suck each other, just a little. Let’s see how it feels.”

Tomas and Jiri looked at each other, sharing a nervous smile. Jiri went first, his head bobbing down to swallow Tomas’ cock, his tongue swirling around the tip. Tomas gasped, his hands fisting in Jiri’s hair. The hunter’s camera captured every slurp and groan.

Next, it was Tomas’ turn. He took Jiri’s cock into his mouth, his inexperienced lips tentatively sucking. The hunter encouraged them, his own hand stroking his throbbing shaft. “That’s it, boys. Just like that,” he groaned, his voice husky.

As the blowjob session continued, the hunter had an idea. “Let’s say you make it a bet – whoever makes the other cum loses,” he suggested. Jiri and Tomas agreed, their competitive spirits rising. They went at each other with renewed vigour, licking and sucking like their lives depended on it.

Jiri won in the end, his cunning mouth and tongue pushing Tomas over the edge. As seed spurted into Jiri’s mouth, the hunter’s own climax hit, his cum splattering onto the cobblestones. Tomas and Jiri looked at their wins, dazed and proud.

The hunter presented them with their earnings, a wad of crisp banknotes. “You boys did great, especially for beginners,” he complimented. “But I wouldn’t mind seeing more. When you’re ready for round two, you know how to reach me.”

With that, they parted ways, but the memories of their exploits lingered. The Czech Hunter had made two new possible playmates, and Prague’s alleys now held more than just cobblestones and echoes – they held secrets, lust, and the promise of further adventures.