Side Business

Reblog from Tumblr by captainmalewriter

It was another peaceful Saturday afternoon when I was sitting by the window enjoying a late breakfast of cinnamon oatmeal with banana slices. I knew I had to go into work soon, but I had been trying this new thing where I slowed down and enjoyed the smaller joys of life lately. 

I’ve been pretty stressed for a while now. My friend Jojo and I have been splitting the rent for a single bedroom apartment for the past half of a year now. Although we’ve been able to stay afloat, I’d be lying if I said we weren’t struggling. We’re basically living from check to check with little money leftover. One stroke of bad luck and we’re going under. We had been lucky thus far, but our good luck had just ended when Jojo got laid off last week. My manager was kind enough to let me pick up double shifts at work, but even then it wasn’t enough money! We had just scraped by for this month’s rent. The next month will come before we know it and we don’t even have half yet!

I sighed as I finished the last few bites. All the double shifts had started catching up to me. I was tired even after sleeping in. I knew Jojo said he was gonna find a way to make money quickly. I told his dumbass not to do anything stupid or illegal, as I knew he had often joked about becoming a whore, but apparently his big idea was to start some kind of OnlyRentals account. He was explaining it to me how it worked, and it sounded pretty stupid if I’m being honest. Exactly what I told him not to do.

I walked into our bedroom and saw Jojo sleeping soundly in just his boxed in bed. 

“Must be nice…” I muttered to myself. 

I rummaged through my things trying to find a clean pair of socks. Jojo began tossing and turning in his bed. Oh no! Poor thing, I was probably making too much noise for the light sleeper to sleep… So I went ahead and slammed the drawers as I searched for my clothes. If I didn’t get to sleep in till 1, neither did he!

I eventually found everything I needed and proceeded to get dressed for the long work day ahead. Jojo was still laying sprawled out on his bed. I was surprised I didn’t wake him up, it usually didn’t take much to wake him. But there he laid, motionless and asleep.

In the brief moment between taking off my underwear and putting on clean ones Jojo let out a loud, raspy gasp. I stood there, naked and confused, and stared at him. I had never heard him make that kind of noise before. I wasn’t sure whether to check on him or just ignore it. As I stood there thinking of what to do, Jojo let out another noise. It sounded like he was choking and struggling to breathe. 

“Oh shit, Jojo!!” I shouted as I ran to him. I was gonna grab and start shaking him, but I hesitated when he started thrashing around on his bed. He was flailing around erratically and endlessly. I stood there, watching him. I didn’t know what to do! I had never been in that kind of situation!

Then, out of nowhere, Jojo’s eyes opened. I saw how bloodshot his eyes were. I took a step back at the sight of it. Jojo started arching upwards too. It looked painful, seeing him stretch like that… He was still gasping while all this happened too. This disturbing sight continued for a few seconds that felt like an eternity, then Jojo slammed back down to his bed, as motionless as before he started flailing. 

I stood there, hand against my beating heart, trying to process everything that had just happened. It felt like I had just witnessed a man have a seizure and then have it resolved by itself! 

After another brief pause, Jojo’s eyes opened again. They weren’t bloodshot this time, they looked as white as ever. He rolled out of his bed, and began to look and feel around his body.

Jojo ft. Noah Rodriguez

“Jojo...? You feeling alright?” I whispered. Jojo probably didn’t hear me, as he proceeded to take off his boxers instead, leaving him fully nude as he continued to flex and show off.

I averted my eyes. Jojo and I were close, but not that kind of close! He reminded me I was still naked, and I began scrambling for something to cover my junk with. I felt myself getting hot in the face too... What the fuck is with him? Jojo had always valued his body after all the hard work he put in the gym to get it, but he was never self-indulgent about it! Seeing him admire himself like this was fucking weird! 

I turned slightly to look at him, and of course he was still just admiring his body. Even worse, I could see that he was starting to get hard too. I looked away again.

Jojo ft. Noah Rodriguez

Ugh, why is he acting like this!? At least I had the decency to wait until he was out of the room if I was gonna pull some weird masturbation shit like this!

I had finally found something long enough to cover up with. I held the shirt I found against my junk, and turned back to Jojo with a scowl on my face.

“Hey, Jojo!!” 

Jojo stopped whatever he was doing after I shouted at him. He turned to look at me, and gave me a look of confusion. As if somehow I was in the wrong for interrupting him!

"What the fuck is wrong with you!? First you have me busting my ass trying to get enough money to keep this shitty ass apartment while you're just fucking around being a lazy fatass!!" 

I had enough of him, I was gonna let him have it. I wanted to yell until I physically couldn't anymore, but I was interrupted by the sound of my phone going off. It wasn't my normal notification sound, it was the one specifically for bank notifications. I reached out and grabbed my phone. I opened it, and nearly dropped it at the sight of the message. 

"Holy sh- 600 dollars!?" I shouted. I tried to make sense of it in my head but I couldn't. Who would just Venmo us $600 just like that out of nowhere!? 

"I paid good money to rent out this body, you know," Jojo said. I turned back to look at him, still confused as ever. He only sighed after our eyes met. "OnlyRental? Ring a bell?" 

It clicked in my head after he said that. Jojo did explain that OnlyRental was a place to rent out bodies, but I thought it was just a metaphor! Like some kind of euphemism for sex work, not literally renting out bodies!! 

"So... uh, you're not Jojo?" I asked.

"No, just a guest, and oh boy am I loving it here!" he flexed his biceps again, and his hardening cock pointed up too. 

"Man, put that thing away, I don't wanna see Jojo naked." 

"But I do," he smirked as he wrapped a hand over Jojo's thick cock. He smacked his lips as he began to jerk off, his hand going up and down Jojo's lengthy member. I could hear his vigorous stroking as he began panting and moaning. He looked at me with eyes filled with lust, and that was my cue to leave.

"Okay, thanks for the money but this is Jojo's work, not mine!" I quickly grabbed my clothes and ran out the room. It looked like Jojo and his client (his client in Jojo's body I guess) needed some alone time anyway. 

...And that was the story of the first client (and the run-in I had with him) Jojo had with his new line of work. It took some getting used to, but hey, at least money wasn't our biggest problem anymore. I had to make myself scarce while Jojo had a visitor, but luckily they were always more interested in him anyway. 

If Jojo keeps making steady money through OnlyRental, we might even be able to move out soon! I didn’t know if Jojo was open to the idea, but that conversation would have to wait until after he's back in control. I saw him pulling out of the building's parking garage, off to go earn another few hundred for renting out his body. Whatever pays the bills I guess.

Jojo ft. Noah Rodriguez