Da Fuck is an E-boi? (gay, femboy, straight/gay4pay)

Jacky wasn’t a close friend of Frank, but the two had known eachother for a couple years. Frank was a couple year’s older and they had been in the same highschool. But after graduation Frank hadn’t seen or thought much of the shorter guy in a couple years. He was surprised to get a message on facebook from him. And a little embarrassed that the message was almost two weeks old. Frank wasn’t too tech savvy. His phone was a phone, though he was starting to get into pod cast’s lately. But otherwise he didn’t even have a computer. Again, not counting his phone.

So the message had come out of nowhere, Jacky was apparently living in the same city as him. Jack was going to a nearby college. Frank didn’t go in for college instead picking up a trade, and on his way to making decent money with it.

“*Hey Franky! I didn’t know you lived in ———- you wanna meet up for some drinks or something?”*

He had shrugged and figured why the fuck not. Jack was a decent guy. They’d played on a few teams together, the smaller teen at the time being pretty athletic, if a bit of a scene kid. He liked his hair dyed dark or neon shades, and skinny jeans. Frank had never understood the appeal of those things unless it was on a girl. And then some daisy dukes were better. He did find yoga pants to be a hell of concept though. Frank was a certified ass man.

He picked a small quiet bar he’d only been to a few times, he didn’t know what Jacky was like these day’s. He got there and was half way through a bottle when his table was approached. “Oh hey Franky! Dude, its so cool to see you again!” He looked up and grinned a bit. Jacky honestly hadn’t changed much. His hair was still dark and swept aside a bit. Frank did notice that he had some facial piercings, one through a nostril, and later he’d notice a tongue piercing. And a couple different ear and cartilage ones. He did raise an eyebrow because Jacky was wearing a bit of eyeliner, just enough he almost didn’t notice it. He was bent over the table with both hands on it looking at Frank up close, a bit into the big mans personal space, but Frank didn’t freak out easy.

Then he pushed off to stand straight. He was wearing a dark T-shirt with some anime characters on it. Frank found some anime kinda interesting, but never had the time to get into it over other hobby’s. Plus he would have gotten teased pretty bad in highschool. Jacky had been a out nerd who didn’t seem to care. Jacky had kind of let himself go though… He wasn’t fat, not really, just soft…er. His face had a bit more roundness to his cheeks, and his stomach definitely wasn’t as toned as it used to be. And at a glance there was no way he’d fit in those skinny jeans he used to love so much. Frank didn’t pay much attention to all of that and just gestured to the other seat. “How you been Jacky.” He had a curve to his lips in a easy smile.

Frank had changed just a bit, but in a good way Jacky thought. He was like a pokemon that had evolved into his final form, as cringe inducingly nerdy as that thought was, he kept it to himself. But it was true. Frank was a big guy, and filled in the BIG GUY role’s in sports. Linebacker, wrestler, and some hockey. He’d been good at them too, the man was well past six foot as a senior, and his build had just filled in. His broad shoulders and barrel chest putting him firmly in the big and tall section even if he was in good shape. And he definitely still was. His dark hair was still kept short, but he’d grown in a bit of a beard. Looked like he kept it trimmed for the most part, but his jaw and upper lip were dark with fine brown hair that stood out from his smooth complexion. Jacky thought the beard fit him a lot.

“Oh man, you look great! Ugh, you put on muscle, I think I just got more pudgy since highschool!” His voice was a bit whiny, but his ready smile seemed to say he wasn’t too broken up about it.

They chatted for a bit, Frank talking about his work. He a good monday to friday thing going on, real regular with only occasional OT. And Jacky… “Heh, I’m between jobs right now. Sorta. I just moved here for the next semester. But I got uh, something coming up. I think I can make some decent money out of it. Actually, I’ve made some…” He looked away and Frank could see a blush on the smaller mans pale cheeks that made him raise an eyebrow. “Um, to be honest. That’s part of why I got in touch.”

Frank couldn’t help but frown. “Jacky, we’re kind of friends but I don’t think we’re close enough for me to give you some cash man…” Jack’s eyes went wide and he shook his head rapidly, his dark damp looking hair swinging back and forth. “NO! I mean, no way man I wouldn’t do that! I… Ugh, what I’m doing can work solo, but if I really want to kill it, I need some help. And… Well this’ll sound crazy but you’d be perfect. No, really I’m not just saying that! I thought of you for it way back, and when I realized you were local, I knew it was a sign from the universe. So uh,” He swallowed hard, looked away, then back to Frank’s brown eyes. “I screwed up my courage and contacted you. It uh, it won’t be, um difficult.” He had an odd look on his face, there was a word there Jack had avoided, doing otherwise might have made him break down into giggles. “But it could make us both some good money. I’ve already invested a lot into it, so I don’t think I could break it even with you… plus you already have a job, no offense. But we could go for 60/40 till it takes off!”

Frank stared at him, more than a little confused and concerned, then took a pull on his drink. He almost mentioned that he already had a job, duh. But they’d already gone over his day job, and Jacky din’t seem to think this would take from that in anyway. And he could use some more cash. He pursed his lips, then gave a shrug. “Alright… whats the gig?”

Jacky’s eyes went wide, he pulled in a big breath through his nose, and let it out. “Ok… um, do you know what a-a…” He swallowed and looked around, then leaned in close “A E-boi is?”

“Da fuck is an Ee-boy?” Came the painfully obvious answer. “Like a new game system or something? Are you ‘progamer’ or something?” He started to smirk as he mentioned progamer, the words coming out with a small chuckle to show how seriously he took it. Jacky laughed along nervously. “Um… No. Not at all. Uh… You know my place isn’t too far from here, do you think we could talk there and I could go over…” he blushed, and Franks eyebrow went up. “Details?”

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Jacky’s apartment wasn’t too far away at all, and to Franks surprise the college student had it to himself. It wasn’t massive, but definitely bigger than he figured the cash strapped fella could afford for long. And it was somewhat furnished. There were still boxes. But the living area was set up, a nice sized couch and a sturdy looking coffee table. A small kitchenette off from the space with a decently sized counter. Dishwasher too, Frank would have killed for one in his first place. He brought him past those though, past the door that led into a bathroom that the big man didn’t look too far into. He did notice it seemed oddly coloful for a single guys place. Did Jack have a girlfriend here already?

They came to the bedroom, and inside was a very large bed for a college students first place. Not massive, but a good queen sized bed that could easily fit two. It was neatly made. There was a desk with a laptop on top, and in front of it was a comfy looking chair. And then he started looking at more things. Simple things like a full length mirror that looked like it was hanging off the closet door, so Jack had put it there himself. There we’re some clothes left behind, and they definitely looked like women’s clothes. Frank saw what had to be some Fishnets hanging from a corner of the bed, they were next to a opened package of more. It said five sets inside. And across the far wall was a dresser with… things on top.

He looked at them. They were long and stiff, standing straight up in order of height. Or… length? Because the first one… was definitely a black dick about 5 inches long. “Jacky… why the fuck you got a bunch of dildo’s in here? You got a crazy ass girlfriend or something?” His voice sounded a bit more startled, especially because the final one was pretty goddamn big. And it damn sure didn’t look like it was from a human!

Jacky was blushing badly now and started to move to stand in front of them, then stopped. He closed his eyes and took a nervous breath. “Those… are my props Frank. I’m and E-boi. An… electronic boy! I uh… I perform online and make money. The um, the big one was a gift from a fan, but I don’t think I’ll ever actually use it… I uh, did try though.”

Franks eyes were wide, he looked from the small pale blushing man, to the collection of sex toys. Then to the laptop that had a camera set up infront of it, and lighting. He noticed there was more lighting set up around the room. And other things he wasn’t tech savy enough to know about. “Oh… holy fuck… Ok… Ok buddy, um, ok its cool, right, I mean you’re gay, whateva, y-you do you man.” The big guy was struggling to be politically correct, and even supportive. But his big question was why the fuck was he here! “Um, buddy I’m REALLY not gay!”

“Neither am I!” Said Jacky, and he nearly bounced in the spot as he yelled it. “I just… its crazy, and I found out there’s like a lot of money you can make with this stuff…! And…! And I have a big ass!” It might have been denial, or maybe he saw himself ass bi, or maybe he really felt he was straigh as an arrow… with just a plump backside. “What…?” Franks response was positively strangled, none of this shit made sense!

Jack heaved a massive sigh, putting a hand to his forehead. “Frank you know there’s porn, you have to know that there’s a lot, and I mean a **LOT** of amateur stuff out there right? Well I uh, I found out that I’m kinda built for it. I put on shows most night. Or record video’s and sell them on Only Fans.” Frank had thought maybe he’d heard of that somewhere, but couldn’t be sure in the least. “Anyway I’ve made good money. But its kind of tapering off a bit. I got some really good fans. Like just amazing ones!” He actually sounded pretty passionate about that. “But between costs for my gear,” A wave towards the desk, “my outfits,” Another to the closet, “And this place so I could shoot in privacy…. I could take it easy and maybe be ok, but I’ll have to drop out of school, and I don’t want to do that man. I want to get a degree. So… Can you help me Frank?”

“Wuh… whaddya need me to do Jacky…” Jack looked at him with a hopeful smile, but bit his lip in a wince as he turned to walk over to his toy display. “Frank… I know you’re about as big as…” He bit his lip hard, and reached out with a single finger to tap the massive rainbow colored piece on the end. The big man flashed back to the gym locker room shower, and the small Jack back then. He’d been positively tiny compared to a hulk like Frank. “I think I could take it, but not alone. Frank… will you…” He blushed badly, and looked down, then snapped his head up. “Will you fuck my ass for Money?!”

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Frank hadn’t been able to give him an answer, but he hadn’t said no. He might have gotten around to it but Jack cut him off and told him to think on it. “Look, just… just go home ok?” He sounded upset, like he’d been turned down after asking a girl to dance. The idea of being the girl there made Franks head spin. “Look, I have a twitter account I use to advertise and talk to my fans. I’ll send you the link on DM, just… just take a look. And let me know what you think?” He sounded painfully hopeful. Was it really just money on the line here?

So Frank had left. And he’d set up in his living room when he got home, head spinning. He went to the app store on his phone, and got twitter. It was annoying signing up for all the stuff, and set up his Twitter handle of @ FrankBigGuns555, and felt more than a bit of silly teenager like pride at his name. Then proceeded to look up the smaller mans twitter account.

Fran had NEVER looked at gay porn. He’d felt more than a little uncomfortable every time he’d seen two guys displaying TLC. It started innocuous, a image of a boy, just his head quirked at an angle. It was definitely Jacky, though you couldn’t tell if you didn’t know him, he was wearing a black mask across his mouth and face.

Jjj-Boiii69 He tapped it. That had just been his avatar, the header of his Twitter page was a hand drawn image of a naked boy. Stretched out on a bed, the cartoon boy had a massive overly large ass, a mostly flat chest… It in fact had what could almost be seen as small breasts, or just mounds with hard nipples. A thong with a definite bulge that made Frank’s heart jump into his throat for just how blatantly sexualized it was, “Hooollyyy fuuuckkk…” His voice in the room alone sounded like a cross of panic and pain.

Then the description which read…

NSFW Content Creator! Pronouns: He/Him Gender: Dumptruck Booty (Peach emoji, peach emoji, peach emoji)

There was a cashapp. A date that showed he’d been doing this for over two years. And the followers number was… big. Well it seemed big to Frank. More people than he’d met in his life had followed and probably jerked it to little Jacky from highschool. There was a big blue Follow button. Frank swallowed hard, then tapped it.

His night did not end quickly. He scrolled down deep into Jack’s post history. Also running into retweets of hundreds of other people. Most were girly E-boi’s like Jack, but more than a few were men built… well more like Frank. And he flinched away and scrolled rapidly every time. He kept meaning to stop, but for every up close shot of a big dick there was about 12 or more of Jacky in a slinky outfit. And fuck, he really did have a big ass. “He must go through a lot of oil…” He murmured to himself. The boy’s ass was perpetually shining. And rarely completely bare. Usually in some kind of assless chaps, or fishnets, which Frank had to admit he had a weakness for. The E-boi always had his lower face covered, and it seemed very, very few like him did otherwise. They were all careful. Exposing their bottoms, hell glorifying their girly asses and often limp cocks.

In an hour Frank had seen more cocks online than he had pussy. He tried not to dwell on that. He finally lost control when he got to a video. There had a been a few, and they had all eroded his will more and more. And finally this one. Jacky was in fishnets and heels. The heels were like a pair of sneakers, but with stripper heels on them, they were link punk stripper wear or something he guessed. But more importantly was the boi’s oiled up ass. The words above it read “I can make it clap for daddy” And sure enough, it did.

His hole was smooth and clearly visible. His cock and balls hung under neath swinging back and forth. Frank was breathing hard, and unthinkingly rubbing at the bulge going down his left thigh as he watched the E-boi twerk his ass. Steady clapping was his whole world for he didn’t know how long. Eventually he realized it was on a loop only about five or so seconds long. He still kept watching it, and pawing at the bulge on his lap. He finally closed the Twitter app. His account had left a blazing path of upvotes and retweets on the boy’s twitter going back over a year.

He had followed well over a dozen other Eboi’s unthinkingly. He knew he was losing his mind. He finally brought the account back up, brought up Jacky’s account, and sent him a DM. “*Hey, its Frank. I’m in. Friday night*?” It was Tuesday. It was late and he had work in the morning. He went to the bathroom, took a cold shower… Jerked off in the cold shower to completion in record time. Then came out feeling dazed as if he’d just emptied out a gallon of cum into the drain. And his phone was lit up.

“*YES! Friday is perfect Franky! Come over to my place whenever you can, I’ll be waiting! I hope you liked my twitter account.”* Multiple blush faced emojis. *”I’ll let my fans know I’ll be posting something special over the weekend!”*

Frank looked into the mirror. “Oh fuck… Am I gay? Does an ass that girly count…?” He went to bed dreaming about that ass, and cute little cock and balls bouncing away under it.

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/j5vtfu/da_fuck_is_an_eboi_gay_femboy_straightgay4pay