An Extra Source of Income

I started my journey on OnlyFans aged 19.

I'd not long moved from my parents house in a sleepy North-East England village to go to university in Manchester. It was a culture shock, to say the least. The nightlife was alluring, intoxicating; and I wanted to be out experiencing it with every bit of spare time I had. Trouble is, that costs money. More money than what I was getting from Student Finance.

That's where OnlyFans came in. The idea was first planted in my head by a girl on my course I drunkenly fucked one Friday night. She showed me the sort of content she made, and the amount of money it was making her. It was just soft stuff, a bikini pic here, a shot of her tits there. No full on porn; she never even showed her pussy on it. And yet, for something that basic, that soft, she was absolutely raking it in.

"Lads do it too," she reassured me, after I'd pointed out that there was probably way more of a market for girls on the app. "You've got a fit body and a big dick, that's really all you need." She laughed. "Granted, you'll probably not be making as much as me, but I'd bet there a plenty of people out there willing to pay to see what you have..."

I decided to bite the bullet. That night, I read up on everything I thought I'd need to know before embarking on this little project. I created a profile, as well as Twitter and Instagram accounts to advertise on. I created a pseudonym for myself, 'Sam Quinn', as I obviously didn't want to put my real name to this thing. I uploaded a couple of tame shots to my socials, one with my abs in shot and another with me teasingly pulling down the waistband of my boxers. That was the beginning.

Within a couple of weeks, I had 8 subscribers. Without being rude, the types of girls consuming my content weren't exactly models. That was understandable, as the good looking ones were probably out getting fucked by guys rather than paying to see them online. My subscription was set at £5 a month, so I'd made £40 already, but I found it hard to justify getting naked on the internet for paltry amounts such as that.

That's when I done some research on the site's highest earners

I looked at the males who were making the most bank. Every single one of them was targeting their content towards a gay male audience. Even the ones who were doing solo stuff, same as me, were doing it to appeal to gay guys. It appeared that that was where the money was.

I thought it over in my mind. I wasn't gay, I was pretty confident of that. As I looked through the various male profiles though, some earning five figures a month, I realised that a lot of these guys weren't actually gay either. They were playing up to the 'straight guy' character, some of it with a bit of a kinky edge to it. It was a lot of teasing, lot's of 'what would you do with a straight guy like me?' captions on the posts. But when it came down to it, the pictures and videos these guys were posting was more or less the same as what I was doing.

Fuck it, I thought.

I took a few pictures, naked on my bed. I got myself hard and snapped away, before taking a couple of videos of myself jerking my big hard cock. It was nothing different to the usual, until I captioned them.

'Bet you horny fuckers would kill for a big straight cock like this'

'You gay boys prefer this in your mouth or your hole?'

'Would you suck this better than my girlfriend?'

Within days, my subscriber count had increased tenfold. Every day I seemed to be getting a few more, and after just two weeks of playing to the gays I had over 100 subs. I started charging for private chats with guys who needed to tell me how badly they wanted my cock. I even started showing them my ass, spreading the cheeks occasionally to give them a glimpse of my virgin hole.

It was around this time when I first received a message from Danny. I noticed a private message on Twitter, and before I opened it, I had a nosey on the account that sent it. '@ChavManc9' was the username with a profile picture that showed Danny from the waist up. He looked to be in his early twenties, same as me. While I was more slender and toned, he was more defined, beefier, like a rugby player. He had dirty blonde hair and a little bit of fluff on his chest. His bio read 'Horny Northern twunk. 22. Bi.' plus a link to his Only Fans. Wondering what this guy could possibly want, I clicked on the message.

'Hey fella,' the message read. 'Just had a look through your profile, fit lad! I can see you're based in Manchester, just thought I'd drop a message to see if you'd be interested in a shoot together? Let me know x'

I immediately replied. 'Hello mate. Thanks for the offer but I'm gonna have to say no. I'm straight, just doing solo stuff, no interest in anything more. Sorry, and good luck.'

It didn't take long for Danny to reply. 'Ahh mate, you new to this? haha. I wasn't talking about doing sex stuff. Subscribers go fucking nuts seeing two lads together. That's all it has to be, we get naked and get some pictures took. You don't have to touch my cock or anything.'

While this seemed doable, in my head at this point it was a line I didn't need to cross. I was making really decent money simply making stuff on my own. 'Thanks again for the offer mate but it's a no.' I replied. There were no hard feelings, Danny simply said he understood and wished me well.

It was about a month after this, and I was up to maybe 400 subscribers, when things started to dwindle off slightly. I logged on one week to notice that, for the first time, my subscriber count had actually gone down over a seven day period. This shocked me initially, but I soon noted to myself that it was understandable. I'd been doing this for a few months now, and there's only so many times you can show the same dick and the same ass before people get bored and move on.

As I tried to brainstorm ideas of what I could do to get the subscriber count going up again, that conversation with Danny re-entered my head. Now my circumstances had changed, his offer didn't seem too bad. There was nothing inherently gay about two men being naked in the same room, was there? I'd seen plenty of cocks in the changing rooms after football. I decided to bit the bullet, and message him.

'Hey mate,' I typed, taking a minute to try and find the right words. 'I know it's a while since we spoke but I just wanted to see if your offer of shooting together still stood? Been mulling it over and I think it makes sense.'

Danny's reply was almost instantaneous. 'Ahh mate! Good to hear from you! The offer certainly still applies. I'm free over the weekend if that works for you? I've repurposed the spare bedroom into a little studio if you want to come to me. Buzzing you've agreed!'

I hesitantly typed back. 'Saturday works for me mate. Can I just clarify though, it's just taking pictures together, yeah? Nothing else?'

'There'll be nothing that you don't want to do,' Danny reassured me. 'All I ask is that you try and look like you're interested. Will be a turn off for subscribers if they can tell you're physically repulsed by another man's dick. That cool?'

'No worries,' I replied, 'I'll channel my GCSE Drama lessons haha!'

Saturday finally arrived, and after Danny gave me his address I jumped in an Uber for the ten minute ride to his flat. I climbed a couple of flights of stairs to Danny's floor, and trying to block out the nerves I was feeling, I knocked on his door.

The door swung open, revealing Danny in a white dressing gown. "Sam!" he said, holding out his hand for me to shake. "Buzzing you could make it mate!" At this point, I only knew Danny by his Twitter handle, so as I shook his hand he introduced himself more formally.

"Pleased to meet you properly mate," I replied, smiling. "Oh, and my name's not Sam. Just a daft name I came up with. I'm actually David."

"No worries, so it's only Sam when your cock's out then?" Danny laughed.

I blushed slightly. Hearing a lad talk so openly about my cock was slightly jarring. "Hah. Exactly." was my slightly meek reply.

Danny ushered me into his flat, and I immediately noticed how immaculate it was. There was a polished sheen to every hard surface, and everything was in it's place.

"You want a drink or anything before we get started?" Danny offered.

"I'll take a water please mate," I replied.

Danny smirked. "Dry mouth eh? Bit nervous? Only natural mate." He filled a glass with tap water and handed it to me. I had a sip and then put it on a coaster on the breakfast bar.

"You ready?" he asked. "Studio's just through here."

I followed Danny through the living room to a door, which when swung open was revealed to be where we would be filming. He wasn't lying when he said it was a studio either, he'd obviously spent a lot of money on cameras, lighting equipment, even a boom mic.

"Fucking hell," I chuckled. "Do you shoot OnlyFans videos in here or Marvel films?"

Danny laughed. "I was a film student mate," he told me. "I like things to look good. You can charge more as well when photos and vids have that professional sheen to them."

That made sense. It was certainly a more professional set up than the iPhone camera and tripod I was rocking. In the corner of Danny's studio was a small double bed, with a small chest underneath it.

"Right, so here's what I was thinking. We get naked, and shoot a little teaser for social media from the chest up. Just letting people know we're collab-ing. Then we get a couple of full body shots of us both, some close ups of our dicks, couple of ass shots. Honestly, it's probably just the sort of stuff you've been doing, only with me here. That alright?"

Honestly, it sounded fine. "Yeah, that works for me," I responded, the nerves dissipating somewhat.

"Great." Danny said, before promptly untying his dressing gown belt and letting it fall off him onto the floor. He was fully naked underneath the dressing gown, meaning for the first time, I was greeted with the sight of his cock. He made no big deal about being naked, as he moved over to the camera and fiddled with the settings.

I must have been wearing quite a shocked expression, as Danny looked over at me and smiled. "You staring because you're startled or because you're realising you might not be as straight as you thought?" he said with a laugh.

"Sorry," I replied, "that was just very nonchalant, that's all."

"I'm not shy mate," he said, looking back at his camera as he spoke to me. "I've seen your pictures and I know you aren't either, so get your kit off."

Again, this all felt quite weird, but I knew why I was here and it involved being naked. I peeled off the football shirt I had on, exposing my slender, yet toned torso. After kicking off my trainers I pulled my joggers and my boxers off in one motion, leaving me every bit as naked as Danny was.

He turned around to look at me, smiling once again. "You're really fit mate," he said. "Nice cock as well. Wasn't sure whether you were Photoshopping it, but no, you're packing a decent bit of length there!"

I felt myself turn red, chuckling at Danny's comment. "I wouldn't know how to even start with photo editing and stuff like that mate, what you see is what you get."

Danny looked me up and down, paying special attention to my cock. "I can see that," he said quietly, almost through gritted teeth. "Anyway, I'm just about set here. Just to clarify, you're okay with non-sexual touching yeah? Like arms round the shoulder, that sort of thing? Think this will work well if we lean into the 'straight mates' sort of vibe."

I hadn't considered it, but it was fine with me. "Yeah, I don't mind stuff like that."

"Good," he said, whipping out a small video camera from a desk behind the main camera. All of a sudden, Danny walked over to me and held the camera out in his hand, as the recording begun.

"Hey boys," he said down the camera, his voice immediately changing from his gruff Manc accent to a more sultry, almost feminine voice. Danny's arm came over my shoulder and suddenly we were stood, our sides up against one another. "Very lucky to have the very sexy Sam Quinn shooting some stuff with me in the studio this afternoon." Danny turned to me. "You excited?"

I bit my bottom lip and smiled in an attempt to seem seductive and sexy. "Very," I said. "Keep an eye on our accounts to see what we get up to." The video ended with Danny zooming in on our bare, naked chests, before he stopped the recording.

I made my way out of the studio to get another drink of water, before quickly returning.

"I've uploaded that on my Twitter." Danny informed me. "Thirty seconds it's been on and we've got 21 likes already. Gonna make ourselves a lot of money today, mate."

I smiled as I watched Danny fiddle with the main camera again. It was no surprise why he had garnered such a following. He had a really well-looked-after body, and his cock, swinging softly between his legs, was even bigger than my own. I pulled my eyes away from him as he began to speak again.

"Right. I've set it to take a burst of photos every 15 seconds. Let's just kneel on the bed, pull some poses, see what looks good at the end. You ready?" Before I had time to respond Danny clambered onto the bed, so I kept quiet and followed him on.

From here on the photoshoot went as expected. We got hundreds of pictures in a range of different poses. We were side by side, arms round each other's shoulders, turned around to show our asses off, everything we could think. The poses that involved us having our cocks in our hand quickly got us both rock hard, which was handy for what came next.

"Right, I'm just gonna set it to record us. You ready to cum?"

"Cum?" I responded, slightly aghast. "I though we were just taking pictures?"

"Come on mate," Danny said. "We have to do a cumming vid. We still don't touch each other, just lie next to each other and wank off til we cum. Just follow my lead honestly, you'll be fine."

I took a deep breath to compose myself, before climbing back onto the bed with Danny. We lay next to each other, close enough that I could quite easily reach across to touch him.

I watched as he began to jerk his big cock, loudly moaning and pulling faces to exaggerate the pleasure. I followed suit, a little more reserved at first, until the pleasure began to take over and my own moans began to get louder.

Suddenly, Danny's leg moved over the top of mine. "Aww fuck, jerk that dick Sam..." Danny said, looking over at me. "Does that feel good?"

I immediately switched back to acting mode. "Mmmm fuuuck," I moaned, tugging gently at my balls as I jerked. "Fuck yeah..."

Danny began to lightly squeeze his nipple as we jerked off. I followed suit. "Fuck yeah, that's hot," he moaned, propping his head up to watch me.

This continued for maybe ten more minutes, until next to me I heard Danny's breathing pick up and his moans become more rapid and often. "Aww fuck Sam, I'm gonna cum!" he bellowed, as he picked up the pace and began jerking his dick at great speed. I watched him writhe in pleasure, still jerking my own dick, as he let out one last carnal moan before rope after rope of hot, sticky jizz erupted from his cock. He covered his chest and stomach in his cum, before suddenly one big spurt erupted almost diagonally and landed on my own stomach.

"Oh fuck," I said, noticing the jizz hit me. I couldn't react, knowing we were still filming. I picked up the pace of my own jerking, and almost immediately I hit the point of no return.

"I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum," I moaned through gritted teeth, as Danny sat up and watched eagerly.

"Fuck yeah, cum for me Sam," he said, as I obliged and erupted my own huge load all over myself. I kept jerking my cock in my hand until it went soft, catching my breath whilst lying back on the bed. "Getting my cum on him sent him over the edge," I heard Danny say into the camera as he got up to turn it off. Once it was off, he turned to me.

"Fuck mate, I'm so sorry about that." he said. "I promise that wasn't intentional." He threw some tissues at me as he began to clean himself up.

He seemed genuine enough. Obviously having another man's spunk on me wasn't ideal, but it was one of those things. "Don't worry about it. That thing you said to camera though; they're gonna think I'm gay now?"

"They won't, they know I was teasing," Danny said. "Don't worry about it mate, honestly."

Before I left that day, Danny transferred over all the content we'd made, and I got it all uploaded that night. To say that it'd revitalised my page would be an understatement. The subscribers kept rolling in, and Danny and myself formed something of a partnership. I'd go round to his place maybe once a fortnight, and we'd create gold together. I even got a little more daring, kneeling down in photos while Danny stood so my head was near his dick, that sort of thing. I started feeling more comfortable touching his chest and abs, and even allowed him to squeeze my ass on video. Almost subconsciously, I was going further and further every time we made content.

And then, the day came where everything changed.

I arrived at Danny's around midday. By this point he'd even given me my own key, in case I ever wanted to film while he was away. I walked in and immediately whipped my shirt off, before being stunned to find Danny, fully clothed, at the breakfast bar.

"Alright?" I asked, slightly puzzled. I only ever saw Danny wear his white dressing gown at home, so to see him in jeans and a polo was off-putting.

"Hello mate," he said, in a serious tone. "Will you sit down a minute? We need to talk."

I felt a bit silly for whipping my shirt off now, but I did as he asked and sat.

"Listen mate," he continued. "I've really enjoyed these last few months."

Oh fuck, I thought. This felt like the end.

"I think you and me work well together, but I've just came back from a meeting."

"A meeting? With who?"

"He's called Brad," Danny replied. "You might have seen him on Twitter, he's called XLScouseBoy on there."

I shook my head. I wasn't really following the gay creators, besides Danny.

"Well, he's asked if I want to form a partnership with him. The thing is, he's gay, so he's up for anything. We can fuck, suck, anything we think of. You know how much more money you get for content like that?"

"But... can't you film with us both? We can still shoot our stuff?" I protested.

"No point," he replied. "Once my subs see me bend over and take a cock they won't care when I upload a video just wanking with you. I need to keep things fresh, y'know? I hope you understand."

I did understand. Completely. But I was still gutted. I was earning enough money at this point that I didn't even need another source of income, and I was about to see it all come crashing down. Or was I?

I took a huge deep breath. I knew that there was only one option if I wanted to keep earning money from this.

"What if I agree to... y'know..." I mumbled.

"You? You mean, do sex stuff? Mate, I had to ask you for three weeks if I could smack your arse before you agreed. And now you say you'll do sex stuff?" Danny looked astounded. "I don't want you to feel uncomfortable..."

"I won't." I replied instantly. "Look, this money that's coming in, it's insane. Two hours here filming and my work is done for the week. I can't lose that." I added. "If anyone finds my profile at this point, they're already gonna assume I'm gay, aren't they? I was fucking pinching your nipples last week as you came. If I've got to go a bit further, then fine by me."

Danny's eyes lit up. He could tell I was serious. "Fuck," he said. "I really, really wanted you to say that."

He stood up, smirking almost devilishly at me. "Let's get to work."

I followed Danny into the studio, stripping off as I went. He followed suit, until he was in his much more familiar state to me, completely naked.

"Okay, we're gonna film another teaser," he said, setting the camera up. "I'm gonna tell the fans what's about to happen, you say something horny, and then I'm gonna tongue your neck."

I exhaled slowly. "Okay, cool." I said.

I felt Danny's eyes gaze upon me. "Last chance to back out," he said, picking the video camera up. I shook my head.

Danny began to film, pushing himself right up against me as he began to speak. "We have a very special surprise coming for you horny fuckers later. We've seen your comments, we know what you want to see. Get ready..."

I placed my hand on Danny's pec and smirked at the camera. "This is gonna be fun," I said, as Danny's tongue hungrily lathered my neck with his saliva. "Mmmm, get on the bed..." I moaned, as recording stopped.

"You sounded actually into that," Danny said, in a slightly teasing tone of voice.

"Told you, GCSE Drama." I replied, laughing.

When Danny stopped laughing, he replied. "Right. I've got an idea. We're gonna stick the video camera here, but still take photos as we normally would. We're gonna put them acting skills to good use though, pretend the sexual tension has got the better of us, and get down to it. We'll not go too much into specifics as I like to keep things natural. You good?"

"Let's do this."

Danny hit record, and we climbed onto the bed. We did our usually poses into the camera, and I tried not to look at the video cam that was filming us concurrently.

After a few minutes, Danny surprised me by beginning to speak. "Your cock's so nice man," he said. "Reckon it's bigger than this?" he motioned towards his own dick, windmilling it slightly.

"I don't know, maybe," I answered, pulling the foreskin back of my cock and letting it fully stand to attention.

"Come here, let's see."

Danny inched forward onto the bed until we were facing each other. He put his dick in his hand and moved closer still, so that our cock heads were touching each other's stomachs. He grabbed my cock with his free hand and moved both members together, in order to see who was bigger. It was him, by about half an inch.

"About the same," he magnanimously said.

"Nah, you've beat me," I responded. "Yours is huge."

Danny's hand was still on my cock as we spoke, and he began slowly jerking it. I looked down, seeing my cock fill his hand, and moaned. After a few seconds, he stopped, backing away slightly.

We looked each other in the eyes, and just like that, the sexual tension became real. Kneeling on the bed, naked and hard, just a foot away from each other, I waited for Danny's next move.

He looked over at the camera, and I did the same. We posed for a couple more photos, getting more handsy with each other as we did so.

"Lie down," he said to me, as we got on his back. As I followed his lead, his hand quickly came over and grabbed my cock once again. I took a second to compose myself, before reaching out and for the first time, grabbing Danny's cock. We stayed like that until the camera flashed again, getting the shot of us with each other's cocks in hand.

"Fuck, you're so big!" I whispered, loud enough for the video camera to pick up. I watched as a little drop of precum dripped off his cock head and onto my finger. I began slowly jerking the cock up and down, my eyes fixated on it as I did so. Danny done the same to mine.

"Mmm," he moaned. "Come here..."

I edged over to Danny to see his head move in closer to mine. All of a sudden, our lips locked into a passionate kiss. Our tongues explored each other's mouths as our hands continued pleasuring the other's cock. I moved my free hand over and moved onto my side, allowing it to explore his chest and abs.

It was different to kissing girls. For the first time in my life it felt like I was the one being kissed. Danny lead, I just played along with whatever he was doing. It was nice, even though I knew we were doing this for the camera it made me feel wanted. Sexy. Girls had never shown as much apparent interest in my mouth and my body as what Danny was right now.

Our hands explored eachother's bodies as we pulled in tighter during the kiss. Soft moans escaped both of our lips as our cocks touched. Danny put a hand on the back of my head and pulled me in deeper for the kiss. Without warning, he then broke it off and edge himself down the bed.

"Been waiting fucking months for this," he said, grabbing my cock and moving his mouth towards it. Danny teasingly licked at my cock head before it disappeared into his hungry mouth.

I watched as he expertly began sucking my hard dick. The intensity was unlike anything I'd ever experienced, and I moaned as I felt his tongue work the head of my cock from inside his mouth. Soon enough, he began sucking up and down on the shaft, and before long, his nose was buried in my trimmed pubes.

"Aww fuck yeah," I moaned, playing up to the camera a little. "Suck that dick!" I placed a hand on the back of Danny's head to encourage him, not that he needed it. He bobbed up and down as his hand reached up for my nipple and began to playfully tease that.

"Fuck yes that feels so fucking good," I moaned, as Danny took my length all the way in and held it there for what felt like an age. When he finally came up for air, he wiped his mouth, and sat up.

My head was resting on the headboard so I could more easily watch Danny suck me. When he stopped though, he crawled up the bed towards my face, and got on his knees.

"Your turn," he said.

Before I could move, Danny lifted his leg over my chest to straddle me. His cock was mere inches from my face, and he inched himself closer and closer. "Open wide," he moaned, as his cock head touched my lips. I parted them, and for the first time, allowed a big stiff cock into my mouth.

I was in a far more restrained position sucking Danny's cock than he was sucking mine. In this position I was totally at his mercy, he was able to decide how deep I took him, I was wedged between his body and the headboard.

Mercifully, he began quite gently. He slowly moved his hips back and forth as I got myself into rhythm. His cock wasn't unpleasant. I was surprised by how smooth it felt, almost rubbery in texture. I closed my eyes and tried to do what Danny had done to me just minutes before. His moans told me it was working.

Before long, he picked up the pace. "Fuuuck," he moaned, as faster and faster he began to fuck my mouth and throat. I moaned as well, my hands now caressing and massaging Danny's hard body.

"Look at me," he said as I sucked. I opened my eyes and looked up, and our eyes connected. I can't tell you exactly what it was, but fucking fireworks went off in my brain at that moment. Looking up at this guy, in full control, my mouth being used for his pleasure. It was horny. Maybe that, looking back, was when the switch flicked.

After a few more seconds, Danny pulled his cock out. He turned round on the bed and lay on me in a 69 position, hungrily diving back down on my cock. I opened my mouth and licked Danny's cock head into my mouth, my arms useless as they were trapped beneath his legs. One he was back inside me, he once again began thrusting his hips. Before long I'd managed to suppress a gag and take his whole length in me, his heavy balls resting on my nose as I inhaled his deep, alluring musk.

I knew I couldn't last in this position. Before long, I could feel it coming. My moans got quicker and heavier, and I think Danny knew what was coming. I felt my cock leave his mouth as he began wanking me off furiously.

"Yeah, cum for me," he encouraged, my mouth still full with his dick. "Cum with my fucking dick stuffed down your throat."

I didn't need the encouragement. With a tremendous moan into Danny's length, I fucking erupted. He didn't let up jerking me as I splatted rope after rope of jizz all over myself, and presumably Danny's face.

"Oh fuck," he moaned. The sight must have taken him to the edge. He got up and knelt over my face, masturbating furiously. "Open wide Sam," he said through aroused moans.

I did as asked. Not even thinking, I opened my mouth, merely an inch from his cock. I stroked his body with my hand and stuck my tongue out.

"Fuck, you want my cum?" he teasingly moaned.

I moaned in reply.

"Tell me you want my fucking cum!" he said, louder, more carnally.

"Unnnhhh, I want you fucking cum!" I shouted out, bringing my head even closer.

That was all he needed.

With an almost primal sound, Danny exploded. His jizz shot into my mouth and all over my face, coating my chin, cheeks and even my forehead with his seed. I kept my mouth open, catching as much as I could. It didn't taste unpleasant at all. Once he was finished, he collapsed onto the bed, where we both lay in silence for a few minutes.

Once Danny was able to stand, he got up and turned the camera off.

"I was going to apologise," he said, turning to me. "Most guys don't take a facial for their first time. But apparently I don't have to apologise."

I smiled an embarrassed smile, the man's cum still coating my face. "Nah. It was fun." Came my reply.

That was it. There was no turning back now. Any reservations I had about this were gone. I was about to make a lot of money.