Andy lay there, his body coated in a sheen of sweat and cum, that warm glow of post-orgasmic contentment radiating through his body, his addiction having been supplied with its 'fix'. Both he and Mike knew that 'fix' wouldn't last long and Andy would need a further 'hit' - and sooner rather than later.
Mike was now gently playing with Andy's hole – stroking it, fingering him softly – two or three fingers delving into him. Mike certainly knew how to persuade his boys – Andy was soon 'on heat' again – and he knew Andy would need more of his 'fix'.
"Think you could take that every day, night? After all you've taken 16 fucks tonight" Mike started. Andy looked at him and Mike could see the lust in the lads eyes. "Fuck yes, maybe more.." he gasped as Andy slid his fingers in deeper. "Oh, you don't want to spoil that pretty boicunt". Andy gasped again as Mike finger fucked him. "Ration it"
"Ration it? What do you mean". "Only give it out to the highest bidder" Mike laughed. "You mean 'sell' it for money? 'Rent it out'? You mean like that Gary does?" Andy said, shocked at the idea.
"God no! Gary is just a plain whore – sells his arse to anybody and everybody He's on the way out if you ask me. Was one of Joe' stable, then went 'independent'. Hangs around street corners or gets invites to parties as 'entertainment". Andy was both shocked and intrigued. "Joe's Stable?".
Mike knew he was making progress – the questioning and the 'physical reaction' he could see and feel.
"Joe is a guy who has 'set up' a few lads, helps them out sort of thing, looks out for them. Vets the guys they 'entertain' like". Mike didn't mention that what Joe really was doing was running a male brothel and rent-boy agency. In fact Joe has a four bedroomed house, each fully occupied by lads getting their legs open to get fucked 24/7. The lads could have the 'clients' come to them or they could do 'out calls' but then the rates were higher.
Mike now saw real interest develop in Andy's widening eyes. "So they 'rent out' their 'boicunt' and get paid well then" Andy asked in amazement. "Yeah. You'd earn a fortune" Mike laughed as he probed Andy's boicunt. "I could never do that, what with College and lectures and stuff". Mike was now detecting the 'signs' - the fact that he could get fucked for money was starting to appeal.
"You could fit round that I reckon" he smiled as he went to town on Andy's cummy hole. "And money ain't bad" he almost whispered.
At first Andy was horrified at the thought of becoming a rent boy, taking money to get fucked, letting guys use you just for the money. After all he loved sex and didn't need to get paid for enjoying it. Then again college was expensive and he never seemed to have enough to buy the things he really wanted.
The fact that Mike was now firmly massaging his Prostate had given Andy a big boner – one of those aching boners that needed release. "Imagine getting paid for it then Andy. Imagine the money you could earn." Mike said quietly into Andy's ear as he then started to gently stroke Andy's raging erection.
Andy was now rapidly reaching the point of no return. "Of fuck! fuck yyyeeeeesss". "Fucked, sucked, wanked, making you cum, taking their cum" Mike knew Andy would soon succumb to his orgasm and be recruited.
Andy threw his head back and let out a loud cry of "Ohhhhh fucccccccccckkk" and ropes of cum shot from his engorged dick. Hi s whole body quaked as he experienced one of his most intense orgasms! Rope after rope landed on his chest, chin, one even in his hair. He kept shaking as the ropes continued their ejaculation. Mike grinned.
"Just think of spunking up like that and getting cash for it Andy"
"Oh god YES" gasped Andy "I want to do it, I want to be a rent boy, a fucking whore, a fucking rented cunt!" He ranted wildly. Mike knew he was his now.
He looked down at Andy – spattered in his own cum, his hair matted with it, his legs spread wide showing his red cunt and puffed up lips, flexing and inviting – the perfect picture of some male whore.
Mike opened the door and there stood a tall, fit 50 yr old guy, naked and priapic cock throbbing and dripping. He looked at Andy and licked his lips. "He ready then?" he asked Mike "Yeah a 100 quid. OK?" "Fuckin ace!" he replied as Mike left the room, closing the door on Andy and the man.
As the guy approached the bed Andy appraised the cock that was about to fuck him. He thought the 9 inchs earlier was big but this thing was something else! He had never seen such a fat and chubby cock. Andy shivered.
For some reason Andy had closed his legs as the man entered, his knees pressed together, almost hiding his hole from the guy. He sensed the guy was not your 'normal run of the mill' fucker. "Spread 'em bitch" he ordered in a deep bear like growl. That was ominous Andy thought as he slowly parted his legs and exposed himself to preying leer of the man.
"What a sweet boicunt you have there! Daddy likes that in his bois." "So its Dad and son" Andy thought to himself. "Thank you daddy and daddy has a magnificent daddy dick.." he said coyly. "Get here and suck it boi!" Andy shuddered at the prospect of trying to get THAT cock in his mouth let up his ass! He had to try though – he was getting paid for it after all.
Andy crawled across the bed and began to kiss and lick the monster dick. He worked his tongue up and down the thick shaft, swirled his tongue around the head, worked back down to the balls – big and full he could see. He lapped at the piss slit, extracting pre-cum from it, sweet and thick. The man groaned and spasmed as he ejaculated a river of the precum. Then the moment came.
Andy licked the cockhead slowly and stretched his mouth open, he just about got his lips around it "God! this guys thick!" Andy thought as he tried to force more of the cock into his mouth. His mouth was both stretched and flooded with precum now. Andy hoped the guy would just get too worked up and shoot his load fast – in his mouth.
True, the guy was close to cumming but there was no way he was going to splash it down Andy's throat. The man roughly hauled Andy round so that his ass faced the mans cock, the hands pulling his cheeks apart The man groaned "That boi twat is about to become a man cunt" he growled. No sooner had the man uttered the words than he felt the excruciating pain of the mans single thrust into him. He screamed as it felt as if his guts were being ripped open by the monster dick.
The pain was unbearable and Andy struggled to escape the relentless fucking he was receiving. He tried to pull away from the guy, to disengage the monster dick from his, increasingly, gaping ass. "No you fucking don't boy" the guy hollered as he grabbed Andy's hips harder and pulled him back onto his cock. Andy screamed again and again in pain then passed out.
He came round and the man had gone! Dazed, he gingerly explored his hole, wondering what damage might have been done. He felt a wetness there, hoping above hope that it was cum. He carefully inserted a finger, amazed that it didn't hurt. His hole spasmed and expelled the mans load.
Andy now had second thoughts about his 'chosen' path.
Mike came into the room and Andy was surprised to see he was in full erection and accompanied by another guy – also erect.
"That's probably the worst fuck you'll ever have to endure Andy. He's a real bull of a fucker, but he pays. Now for something completely different" he laughed. Andy could not believe Mike had another guy there to fuck him – so soon after he'd taken the bull. He need time to recover from the assault, almost rape, of his hole. He started to protest.
"I need time Mike, Please!"
"No rest for you. You're a fucking whore. Paid to take dick OK. Any dick. Anytime I say"
The stark reality of what Andy had agreed to hit him then. Rent-boys were treated as pieces of meat – there to be bought and fucked, at the beck and call of their 'pimps' or renters.
Accepting his fate, he looked at the new guy, smiled and opens his legs wide for him.
This guy was easier to take – the monster dick having ripped him open and the spunk as lube. Plus he wasn't as big. He slid into Andy on a river of back flowing cum.
The fact that Andy had just been fucked must have really turned the guy on – hardly more than a couple of strokes and he blew his load. In away Andy was disappointed. The guys dick felt so comfortable in him and that urge to get fucked had been re-ignited.
As the guy left he deposited his envelope on the table which Andy picked up and looked inside this time. 100 quid! He opened a couple of others – they both had 80 in. He wondered why the difference?
Mike had returned again, this time two guys in tow! Andy didn't mind this time. These lads were stunners! They looked in their early 20's, slim, smooth except for a few neatly trimmed pubes, nice looking cocks – not too big, not too small. It turned out they were two Dutch lads. Andy was to get his first 'taste' of how continentals fucked.
They played with Andy's body – tweaking nipples, cocks in mouth, fingers up his arse then tongues. They talked in what he assumed was Dutch
"Neuken hes een aardige jongen! Wat een mond op hem! en fuck wat een kut! Dat is voldoende!!" (Fuck hes one nice lad! What a mouth on him! and fuck what a cunt! That will take it!)
Andy had no idea what they said but just smiled and made the right signs of appreciation.
One of the guys lay down on the bed next to Andy and indicated that he wanted him to ride his cock.
Andy straddled the mans cock, slipping it inside of him easily. Then he felt the mouth and tongue of the other guy on his hole, licking both his hole and the guys cock, feasting on the remains of previous loads. Moans of pleasure now came from all three of them.
"tijd voor!" (Time for it!) the man Andy was riding gleefully said as he pulled him towards him kissing him deeply and holding him tight.
The guys partner in crime had stopped his oral work and had very quickly jumped onto on the bed. Andy felt increased pressure on his already filled cunt and he grunted in pain as the second dick slid in over the first. The first dick stayed motionless as the second invader started to slowly fuck Andy's cunt. The pain was almost unbearable as he struggled with both dicks.
"Neuken! hij is goed!" "!een goede hoer" (Fuck he is good. A good whore)
Andy begged them to stop, pull out. To no avail.
The top cock pulsated and deposited its load aver the top of the first and Andy had to admit that bit felt amazing. As his dick was shooting the guy slipped out and ended up spraying the cum all over Andy's buttocks and the other guys shaft. Andy's cunt, now less occupied, closed round the first cock and as it did the cock flooded it with cum.
After the post-orgasm rest the guys bid Andy farewell, leaving him slightly dazed. The doubts about his new 'profession' resurfaced and he was on the point of leaving there and then. He had felt so used and abused now. Ashamed of being a 'rent-boy' for the night.
He managed to stagger off the bed and grab one of the towels, intending to shower and leave. As he walked around trying to find the shower room he came across another lad looking as equally dishevelled as himself – cum spattered, hair caked with cum, cum leaking down his thighs. Andy guessed he was in the same position as him.
They started chatting as they searched for the showers. Andy told him about the priapic guy and the two Dutch guys. Matt, his new mate, laughed. "I know the Dutch guys! They often ask for me when they are in town. First time was an overnighter I definitely needed to be paid for what they demanded I tell you. Seriously kinky fuckers"
It turned out Matt had started his career sucking cocks in parks and toilets, "10 here, 20 there". The one day a guy offered him 50 if he let him fuck him. Matt, up to that point, never asked for money but accepted it if given. Matt agreed and he lost his virginity bent over a toilet in some seedy cottage.
He soon got a bit of a reputation as a good cocksucker and a lad that 'took it up the arse' in the toilets or the parks. He only had one sort of bad experience – he was gang-fucked by a group of chavs in a park late at night. He had been 'spotted' by one of the lads giving a blowie to a guy in some bushes and when the guy left Matt was just about to leave when they appeared.
There were 5 of them, all pretty horny and, dare one say, hung. Almost your typical chav.
Up until then Matt had been pretty careful – always insisting on a rubber when getting fucked No condom, no deal.
They dragged him into a wooded area of the park, almost ripped off his school trousers and his classic white briefs, leaving him bare-arsed and bare-cocked. He'd shivered in pure terror as they dropped their trackies and produced 5 very engorged dicks, already wet with precum. He struggled to get away but was firmly held down over a fallen tree, his legs stretched wide apart.
They then proceeded to fuck him hard, one after the other, then repeated. Matt felt as he was being raped.
In his fear, he had not realised that none of them had used a condom until the first on the chavs announced he was going to cum. Matt felt the first spurts of warm cum inside him..... his first bare load. The other lads soon did the same. He had taken 6 loads by the time they left him – the leader of the gang having claimed the privilege to "breed the faggot" twice.
He was left there, draped over the tree, legs still spread and with chav cum streaking down his thighs and legs.
The trouble was he had enjoyed it.
He had enjoyed the group fucking him and he enjoyed doing it bareback.
Now Matt became more agreeable to taking dick bare and to getting bred by those guys willing to pay a bit extra for the privilege. He now had a split rate – 50 with a rubber, 80 for bare. He was learning his trade quickly.
Andy listened intently as Matt carried on his story.
Matt had become sort of friendly with one lad who was also on the game. They often saw each other picking up tricks in the toilets or parks. They soon fell into conversation and compared experience and tricks they had pulled.
One day they ended up in their first threesome together, the first time they had sex with each other. Matt and Aiden, the lads name, were paid to have sex in front of the guy before he joined them. For both of them it was a game changer in a number of ways.
Not only did they now make themselves available for threesomes but they also started to fall in love with each other. They were able to put on real, romantic, displays for the tricks and always got an extra tip.
Their sex lives were pretty easily ordered, their love life not so easy – they both still lived at home.
Andy still couldn't believe that Matt had gone on the game at such an early age – not only was being a rent-boy illegal but just having sex with another guy was illegal at their age.
They celebrated Aiden's coming of age with a celebratory fuck with two clients, Matt's with their first trip to a sex club.
Matt went on to talk about the sex club and Andy started to get aroused again, his dick soon fully hard again. He noticed that Matt was now sporting an incredible boner too.
Matt stared at Andy's dick. "Fucuuuuccck, that's a beaut!". Andy looked down at his dick and thought "Just the same as normal" "You ever fuck with that? Matt questioned eagerly. "Fucked Mike a couple of times but he's more top anyway".
"Fucking lucky guy to have that in him. Would love...." Matt panted. Matt's hand reached for the dick and stroked it gently, increasing Andy's levels of arousal. "You want me to then Matt?" "Oh fuck yeah Andy!"
Matt turned his back to him and bent forward slightly pulling his arse-cheeks apart. Andy's arousal rate shot through the roof as he looked at Matt's cunt – the spunk still seeping out. He stepped forward and ran his dick over the leaking cunt, hearing a gasp and sigh from Matt "Fuck me Andy...."
Lust took over and Andy pushed his dick into the soppy cunt in front of him. Matt let you a groan and yelp "Fuuucccckkk that's ...ohhh...fuck!" Andy was now lost in the sensations of fucking Matt's juicy cunt, grabbing his hips and thrusting hard and deep. The warm, slimy fuckchute felt wonderful as he pumped Matt, the way Matt used his muscles on his shaft made it feel so intense. he could feel his balls beginning to boil then explode n one last hard thrust.
Andy was quaking as he dragged his cock out of Matt's writhing body, itself in paroxysms of orgasm. He watched the torrent of cum follow it, blasted out on a 'cum fart'. Andy fell back into a chair and Mat was on his knees cleaning him off. "Fuck that was gorgeous" Matt gasped as they shared cum coated tongues.
Neither of them had realised being so caught up in the fuck, that they were watched by guys. As they separated, cock from cunt, each of them was hauled off by a couple guys.
When they met up later they knew they just had to leave. Andy had been subject to a real hard fucking by three guys and forced to deep throat them all. Matt had been dumped in a sling, tied in and fucked over and over again by cock after cock. Their cunts were red raw with use now.
This time neither lads resolve broke and they escaped, fleeing to Matt's one bedroom flat. There, they fell into Matt's big, soft, double bed, huddled together like children, and slept.
Andy was woken the following morning by a sweet kiss on his forehead. There was no 'morning wood' just a very sore and aching cunt.
They lay there in each others arms, seeking solace from each other, as Andy asked if it as always like that. Matt allayed his fears by telling him that parties like that were few and far between and that the most fuckings he had taken in one night before last night was 7 – from the two Dutch guys.
They lay there all morning, their sore cunts slowly feeling better. They inspected each other to make certain no damage had been done. Luckily it was only swollen cunt-lips and they gently applied soothing cream to each other.
By about 5 in the afternoon they were able to get up and wander around slowly. Underwear was almost impossible. The only thing they could get into were jockstraps.
At about 6 pm Mike called round to see them. He'd brought their share of the takings for last night. It turned out that there were four of them hired for the night and the fee Mike had charged was 4000. Mike also told them that the envelopes the guys had left were theirs, tips almost.
Andy did a quick addition and he reckoned he 'earned over 3500!
Mike did ask how they felt now, his eyes constantly looking at their jockstraps. They turned him on and his own dick was now as hard as nails.
Both lads knew why he asked – you couldn't help but notice the boner in his jeans. They both resigned themselves they were going to get fucked. They turned, walked into the bedroom and lay side by side, their legs open, ready.
After all Matt was their pimp.
After he was done and dressing Matt simply told them they could have 2 days rest but then they had bookings – Matt with an airline pilot on a stop-over, Andy pair of role players.
Over the next couple of days Andy stayed with Matt, not daring to go home in his current condition – he'd never be able to explain his sore cunt. The two of them talked a lot.
They both rested and recovered. Their two bookings were fairly sedate affairs – the airline pilot just wanted sucking off, the couple basically wanted to see Andy wank off as they fucked. A week later it was back to normal and the outcalls to hotels increased.
Andy was now leading two lives – nice innocent lad at home, slut in paying clients bedrooms. He now spent more and more time with Matt too. They would look out for each other, talk about their tricks, soothe each others ravished holes. The tension and stress soon proved too much for the young lad and dam broke one night.
He'd been out on an 'appointment' one night that had lasted until 3 in the morning and got home with a sore cunt. The guy had wanted his money's worth and more.
His dad was waiting up for him as he tried, quietly, to get in to the house.
"What time do you call this? 3 in the morning! Where have you been? What have you been up to?" his Dad ranted. "Out with some girl I suppose! Fucked her did you?"
Andy was surprised, his Dad never swore like that before. "No" he stuttered.
"Don't lie to me! I can smell it on you Andrew!"
Andy realised he must stink of the mans cum which he could feel leaking out of him. He was now cringing as his Dad continued:
"You'd better have used a condom! I don't want some teenage mom turning up here with your brat!"
Andy snapped.
"No fucking way! When i get fucked its always bareback! I want raw cock up me, want fresh spunk in me! No way do I go up girls cunts! Mancunt is far fucking better!" he shouted.
His Dad just looked at him, open mouthed, stunned into silence.
"Don't you get Dad? I'm gay! I like men! I like take it up the arse, suck dick! Any dick!" Andy yelled.
His Dad slapped him hard across the face
"No son of mine is queer"
"Then I guess I'm no son of yours then"
Andy ran from the house, tears streaming down his face. He made his way to the safest place he knew – Matt's.
Matt had given him a key so he let himself in silently not wanting to disturb a sleeping Matt. He needn't have bothered. As he entered the flat he could hear the sounds of wild sex coming from the bedroom. He heard Matt crying out "Shag me Daddy!"
Andy crept into the lounge, shutting the door and lay down on the sofa, crying himself to sleep.
A couple of hours later he woke up to the sound of Matt seeing whoever it was out of the flat, then coming into the lounge.
Matt stood in the doorway, still covered in sweat and cum, looking surprised at Andy's naked form on the sofa. He noticed the tear stained cheeks.
"Hey Andy, what's the matter? Rough client?"
Andy started to mutter and then it all came out about his Dad.
Matt was by his side rapidly, trying to comfort the lad, his friend.
"What can I do?" Matt pleaded.
Even though Andy had gone through trauma, the smell of the sweat and cum triggered him and his dick began to swell. He looked at Matt and simply said "Fuck me". Matt stared at him. In all the time they had known each other they had never had sex together, odd though it seemed. Now Matt knew his friend need it.
Matt raised Andy and led him by the hand through to the bedroom.
Matt didn't fuck Andy that morning, he made love to him.
As they lay there, Andy's cunt leaking Matt's cum, Matt's cock glistening with cum, they talked and made plans.
Andy was now of an age he could leave home legally. In fact he'd celebrated his birthday spreading his legs for a Russian guy with a fabulous body.
It was decided Andy could move in with Matt and start looking for a two bedroomed flat together. They should easily find something on the money they earned after all.
After showering, not together, and dressing, they went on the search.
Surprisingly they found a three bedroomed flat for rent in a nice part of the city and at a rent they could easily afford "One trick each per week will pay for that" Matt quipped.
They were soon signing the papers and planning to move in. The only person they told where they were was Mike of course.
The third bedroom was quickly established as the "office" to be used for house calls. They kitted it out with a few toys, a sling and other stuff. hey needed to cater for all types of clients.
Andy had sneaked back home when he knew his parents would be out and he and Matt collected what he needed. There wasn't a lot.
Andy grew to love the flat and the freedom it offered. He could wander around naked if he wanted, sit and watch porn on the sofa and jerk off, be able to 'entertain ' in the office.
Most of their work was in hotel rooms, backrooms at clubs, cabins/rooms in saunas. Now they had their own 'room' to bring clients back to.
Matt was the first to christen the new bed with a trick he'd been picked up by in a bar. He'd been in bed, riding the guys dick, forgetting to close the door fully. It now swung open just as Andy was coming out of his room opposite! He gave a smile and started to jerk his dick.
Matt grinned and mouthed "Come on in join the party" Andy just looked questioningly. Another groan and moan from Matt plus a mouthed "Yes!" Andy, now fully erect, need no second invitation.
The client looked aghast as he saw Andy clamber onto to the bed. "Fuck! Two of you!" "Yep! Two for the price of one – just this once!". The guy was delighted and rewarded them with a good fucking each and copious amounts of cum.
As the guy showered and prepared to leave Andy and Matt agreed that it had been fun and perhaps they should do more of them.
As he was leaving, the man put another 50 down and said "A little tip". He asked just two things – when could they do it again? and said did they mind if he recommended them to a friend "to help him out"? They grinned at each other "Any time. Tell your pal to contact us – be happy to help him" Matt laughed, seductively fingering his slimy cunt. The lads watched as the guys cock hardened in his pants. "A pity I've got go" he said slightly dejectedly.
A week later he was back.
