“Okay, kid, the way to win the game is to know how to play it.” Underwood said. “We have to pay for everything she does, we make sure she does as little as possible.” He turned to Estelle and said, “How much for you to undress us?”

“Ten buck each.” she said carelessly and made a move toward Maddox, but Underwood waved her away.

“So we undress ourselves and save twenty dollars.” Underwood said.

“Yeah, but I do it better.” Estelle said seductively. She ran an insolent tongue around her lips and Maddox felt his cock go immediately hard.

“Just keep your hands to yourself.” Underwood said and Maddox started. Underwood was already shirtless and t-shirtless, his chest was as hairy as Maddox had figured it would be. A thick black mass that encircled each ample breast and begged for him to run his fingers through that deep fur...

“Get undressed, kid.” Underwood advised.

Maddox felt himself blush again and started getting his clothes off. He caught up to Underwood in the taking off of shoes and socks, and he slowed himself, for Underwood was moving with careful deliberation of each step, and he waited until Underwood took off his pants to do the same. That left them clad only in their undershorts, Underwood in boxers and Maddox in briefs. Looking at the way the boxers made Underwood seem nearly dressed and his own state of near undress with the briefs, Maddox determined to wear boxers from now on.

“Now what?” Maddox asked.

Underwood stripped off the boxers and Maddox gaped at the thick hunk of uncut cock that dangled down now from its dense brush of pubic hair. He licked his lips and looked up as Underwood stepped out of his boxers, gulped and fumbled at his own briefs, nearly tripped as he got them off his legs (they seemed to glue themselves to his feet, boxers from now on, definitely!), and was nude as well.

“Next, of course, is for her help in gaining erections.” Underwood said. “I see you don’t need any help with that.”

Maddox looked down to see his cock standing firmly out from his body, a long, pink-white scimitar of young male lust, the head almost glowing in its eagerness. As he looked at it, and realized he was hard in front of his friend, his cock began to go down.

“Another twenty each for a handjob to get it up.” Estelle offered casually.

Underwood grasped his own prong and began to pump on it. “Come on, get it up, we’re wasting time here.” he said.

Maddox tried, but his cock went further down the more he touched it. He looked at Underwood, his proud manhood pointing at Maddox in accusation, the head still sheathed in the foreskin, a dark oval denoting its tip. And he felt unworthy.

“Looks like you’re going to have to spend a twenty on this one.” Estelle said with some satisfaction.

“Like hell.” Underwood said and he walked the two steps over to Maddox and reached out and...Maddox gasped! Underwood grabbed hold of Maddox’s cock! “I’ll get my buddy ready for action.”

Maddox moaned as his cock came alive in that sturdy grip, was worked by those strong fingers. He’d never felt such a rush of sexual delight surge through his prick before, it was more than he would have gained from his own hand even if he’d worked it for a half hour or more! “Oh, God!” he gasped out.

His cock got hard, of course, and Underwood grunted in satisfaction. “See, he didn’t need your help.”

Estelle now looked downright infuriated. “Well, you can’t get out of the next one, and it’s the only one left before fucking. That’s the lubrication. Either I suck you wet enough to slide it in me, or you buy a tube of lube from me to rub on, it’s forty-five dollars each either way.”

Maddox looked over at Underwood, this time in confidence.

“We’ll spit on our hands and rub it on.” Underwood said.

Estelle shook her head. “Uh-uh.” she said. “I’m the one who says it’s wet enough and I say that it takes the mouth right on it to get it wet enough. You don’t get to rip me up, I can always ask you to put on some more if it bothers me.”

Underwood seemed at a loss. He looked at Maddox and Maddox found his mouth opening, and words coming out. “So we’ll get each other wet.”

“Huh?” Estelle said, her pretty mouth gaping open most unattractively.

“We’ll get each other wet.” Maddox pressed. “You watch and tell us when they’re wet enough.”

Estelle stared a bit longer and then she burst out laughing. Not a pretty laugh, the hard mean laugh of a street-toughened hooker. “This I got to see.” she said. “Get on the bed and get started and I’ll tell you when you’ve done it enough.”