“Give me a blowjob!” barked 28-year-old Raul Alfonso in his deep gruff voice as he snapped his fingers. His six-foot lean and defined body was encased in a light gray linen suit, the crotch showcased his hefty bulge. He wore a black silk shirt, the top buttons were undone, revealing his solid chest with its dark chest hair, a gold crucifix hung from his neck. Raul’s curly black hair was cut short, emphasizing his magnetic chiseled facial features and his piercing brown eyes. Above his sensuous lips was a thin black mustache, when he smiled his gleaming white teeth shone. That wasn’t too often, most of the time his expression was of rage and fury. Being a major Miami Beach cocaine dealer in 1985 required brutal strength.
Sitting across him in the living room watching a movie on television was 18-year-old Cody Larsen, wearing khakis, boat shoes and a pink Lacoste polo shirt. He was 5’8’’and thin. His adorably cute face with his pouty full lips was framed by lustrous curly blond hair; his striking blue eyes completed his divine presence. Despite it being two in the afternoon and the living room having a half dozen of Raul’s subordinates sitting around drinking beer from bottles and smoking cigarettes, Cody rose from his chair and walked over to his lover and master.
Raul was sitting with his legs spread, smoking a cigar and sipping a shot glass of tequila. Cody stood between his legs, then sunk to the floor on his knees. He gingerly undid Raul’s black leather belt, unfastened his trousers, and unzipped them. There was Raul’s black bikini briefs straining with his manhood. Cody buried his beautiful face in his lover’s sheathed crotch and commenced giving him the luxurious blowjob which perpetually gave them both tremendous pleasure. Cody’s tongue glided over the thin fabric; he felt Raul’s warm pulsing solid man flesh and then the squishy sensation of his massive ball sack. Raul’s black bikini briefs now had a stain from his leaking precum. Cody had primed his man well. He pulled down the black bikini briefs. There it was, eight uncut veiny inches of raging Cuban meat jutting up, seeking relief, the two hairy enticing balls were flopped on the chair. Raul had a real man’s cock, worthy of worship.
Cody firmly peeled back Raul’s foreskin. He kissed the head and lapped the tangy precum from the slit. He took the head in his mouth, repeatedly flicking his tongue on the underside of the head. He knew how to drive his man wild. Raul puffed on is cigar and sipped more tequila as his boy did him right. Their blue and brown eyes stared into each other’s. Cody was furiously suckling Raul’s balls.
Raul’s shaft was now down to the base in Cody’s mouth. Cody was deepthroating Raul’s cock at a steady and desirable pace. Raul put his cigar and drink down, he stroked his boy’s gorgeous blond hair as he was bringing him to another awesome orgasm. This was the best white boy he’d had; he’d had many over the years. Cody was a real beauty who knew his place was being on knees and spreading his ass for a real man, like himself.
“Luis says the shipment will arrive 10:00 PM, dock 17, pier 9” said one of Raul’s crew who had just entered the living room.
“Cool, you and Hector go pick it up” said Raul in a husky voice as Cody continued to suck his dick.
After 20 minutes oral copulation, there was the lusty sounds of Raul groaning as his dick shot off blasts of hot cum, and the gurgling Cody made as he swallowed blast after blast of his man’s juice. Cody’s boyish face was flushed, and his eyes were teary; it takes a lot skill and stamina to suck to completion eight thick inches of Latin man meat.
It had been a glorious and blissful month of living with Raul in his luxurious Ocean Drive house. Besides getting his mouth and ass dicked down several times daily by Raul’s prize tool, there were fancy dinners out and clothes shopping. They had met at the popular nightclub Warsaw where Cody was a waiter. He noticed Raul swaggering in with his crew to a table, Cody swooned at the sight of Raul in his tight linen suit. Cody took their drink orders all night. There were knowing glances between them. Raul’s big pinga was rock hard watching the lithe pretty gringo prancing about with his bubble butt on view in his tight jeans, he was equally as aroused by the blond boy’s gorgeous face with his delectable lips that were meant to suck cock.
“Chico, when’s your night off?” said Raul in his deep melodious voice.
“Uh, Monday sir” replied Cody.
“I want to take you out on a date” said Raul.
“Sure, I’d like that.”
“Meet me there” said Raul, handing Cody a ticket to a jazz concert at the Colony theatre.
That Monday, Cody was outside the Colony, wearing khakis, boat shoes and a pink Lacoste polo shirt. Raul arrived; he was accompanied by two bodyguards packing heat, the outline of their pistols in holsters were visible through their suit jackets. Raul and Cody shook hands and went inside to hear a famous saxophonist and his quintet; the bodyguards sat nearby. Afterward, they had dinner at an outside restaurant on Lincoln Road; the bodyguards sat an adjacent table and ate heartily. Raul had a steak with all the fixings; Cody picked at a salad; he knew he should keep his insides clear for later.
Raul’s father was killed during the revolution, his unwed mother moved them to Miami. She became a prostitute and was murdered when Raul was 14, he grew up among criminals and became a great one himself.
Raul put his big strong hand on Cody’s, “My dick has been so fucking hard for days thinking about you. I want to fuck the shit out of you.”
“I’ve been thinking about you too, and of this” grinned Cody as he put his other hand under the table, he stroked Raul’s massive erection which was tenting in his trousers.
“Come on you sexy bitch, let’s go!” roared Raul.
They all left the restaurant and walked a block to Raul’s parked stretch limousine. The bodyguards got in the passenger seats, Raul and Cody got into the contained rear area. The driver drove off. Raul and Cody sat next each other, Raul knelt in and kissed Cody hard on the mouth, there was mutual electrification as their tongues meshed and their hands roamed all over their bodies. Raul undid his belt, unzipped his suit trousers and pulled down his black bikini briefs, his eight inches of uncut thick dark Latin man meat was on display, as were his hairy bull balls. He pulled back his foreskin.
“I got another treat for you, baby” whispered Raul as he reached into his suit jacket for a small glass bottle, with a small spoon he shoveled out two thick lines of top-grade cocaine on his stunning erection. Cody was no stranger to snow, he eagerly snorted the lines into each of his nostrils, he was buzzed and raring to go!
Cody stroked Raul’s dick and fondled his balls. He put the Cuban meat in his mouth and sucked it like the pro he was. He worked on the underside of Raul’s dick head with his silky tongue, he licked every bit of the shaft, he suckled those mighty balls, then he prodigiously deepthroated the whole fucking ramrod. Raul was sighing from Cody’s oral action as he patted his head his and stroked his blond hair; he let off a string of Spanish vernacular as his pinga exploded gushes of his leche which Cody joyously gulped down. They sat panting, Raul fixed himself up. The limo soon arrived in front of Raul’s grand house Ocean Drive house; they all got out. The door was opened by a tough guy who had a pistol in a shoulder holster; there were other such men around. Raul took Cody to the master bedroom. He passionately kissed again and felt him up all over; they began undressing other, they were now nude.
Raul stood tall, his tan body was lean, defined and had natural musculature. Cody was thin, creamy and had wisps of blond hair on his chest. His body was firm and taut, his ass was a dreamy configuration of two rounded globular cheeks, with the bullseye of his pink smooth slot. Cody’s seven-inch cut dick was rock hard; his supple balls jiggled.
Cody sunk to his knees before the triumphant nude Raul and began sucking his cock again. Eventually, Raul picked up and tossed Cody into the bed on his back. He took a bottle of lube and slicked up his cock, then he squirted Cody’s crack. Raul forced Cody’s legs wider, then he rammed his Latin log straight into his white boy’s chute, it miraculously expanded to take it all in; there was the contrast of skin tones, a dark Latin cock going into a pale stretched open white asshole. Cody was sobbing as Raul mercilessly piston-fucked him, sending him to heights of orgasmic ecstasy. Cody howled as his dick exploded from getting his ass fucked so powerfully, his cum splashed on him and Raul. Raul let off a string of Spanish words as he cock blasted his load of hot juice in Cody’s innards. They shared a cigar and a few tequila shots to come down from the high of their intense fucking.
Raul got out of the bed, walked over to a door and opened it. Out came running and yapping a lively Pomeranian, it jumped up on the nude Raul.
“Awww, Valentina!” He carried the dog to the bed; it scurried to Cody and licked his face.
“That settles it! Valentina likes you; I’m keeping you!” laughed Raul.
The two new lovers passed out from their exhilarating fuck and the tequila, with the staring Valentina in the middle of them.
The next morning, a servant wheeled in breakfast for two. From the terrace of Raul’s master bedroom with a view of picturesque Miami Beach with it abundant palm trees, the ravenous and nude Raul and Cody devoured bacon, eggs and pancakes.
“Well, I should be going, I have errands and stuff to do before work” said Cody.
“Don’t you like it here?”
“Sure, I like it here.”
“Stay. Write down your address, I’ll have one of my men get your stuff. Write down the nightclub manager’s number, I’ll tell him you quit.”
Cody wrote the requested information down.
“Now, suck my dick.”
Cody slid to the floor of the terrace, between Raul’s legs, his dick was hard again, and Cody sucked it, bathed by the morning sun.
“These are the rules” growled Raul as Cody sucked his dick, “You’re with me. You don’t have to work, I’ll take care of you real well. In return, you give up your mouth and ass to me, and me only. If I find out you been two-timing me, I’ll bust you up and throw you out. Sound good?” Cody nodded his head that was stuffed with Raul’s cock.
“I’m going to do my chores now” said Cody in the present. Now that he had given Raul his afternoon blowjob, he set about his tasks. He gathered up Raul’s soiled clothes and left the house with a shopping cart, along with Valentina on a leash. He took the garments to the dry cleaner and picked up a fresh batch. He bought tequila at the liquor store, bought cigars at the tobacconist and bought lottery tickets. He stopped at a payphone, took out a dime in and dialed a number.
“There’s a shipment arriving tonight at 10:00 PM, dock 17, pier 9.”
“Great work; take care, kid” replied a deep voice on the other end of the line.
This was latest of several such calls over the last month.
***
36-year-old Miami Beach Police Detective Mike Grogan was driving his cobalt Trans Am. Mike was 6’2” and 180 pounds of sculpted muscle from working out, that was evident in the tan linen suit and black T-shirt he was wearing. He had a masculine handsome face with a scruffy growth of beard, medium length brown hair and shrewd brown eyes that saw it all. He did a tour of Vietnam in the Marines, then joined the force like his father. He reached his destination, his ex-wife had remarried and moved to Gainesville. It was their daughter’s seventh birthday; they were all on good terms. Luann couldn’t handle being married to a cop as dedicated as Mike was, so they split up. It was a pleasant gathering at the nice house, Helen loved the new doll Mike brought her as a gift. He kissed her goodbye.
Mike drove through Gainesville and parked at Ralph’s Bar; the lot had a lot of motorcycles. Inside, it was a usual dive bar with clouds of cigarette smoke. Tough guys were playing pool, watching a game on TV, and drinking. Mike sat at the bar and ordered a beer. He lit up a Marlboro Red.
“Can I bum a cigarette?” asked a cute blond 18-year-old guy who sat down in the stool next to Mike’s. He was wearing tight short, short denim cutoffs, which showcased his fantastic young bubble butt; a brass keyring was clasped to his right back pocket. A white wife beater showcased his pert biceps, wisps of blond underarm were on view. Mike accurately sized up the boy as a white trash slut peddling his ass to anything in pants.
“Sure, kid” said Mike, handing him one.
“Thanks.”
“I’m Mike.”
“Nice to meet you Mike, I’m Cody.”
“Would you like a beer, Cody?”
“Thanks! I sure would!”
Mike ordered him a beer; they made small talk.
“So, Mike, are you looking for some fun?” grinned Cody as his hand went under the bar and stroked Mike’s large erection under the bar.
“Well Cody, I was looking for some fun with boy like you. What are you looking for?”
“40, and 10 for the room.”
“That sounds right let’s go have some fun” said Mike, peeling off two $20 bills from a wad and putting them on the bar, Cody palmed them.
Cody led Mike across the road to a motel, Mike paid the front desk clerk $10 and was given a key.
Cody and Mike were now in a typically dingy motel room. Mike towered over Cody. Cody took charge, he nudged Mike to the edge of the bed. Cody got between his stretched legs, he stared at the appealing bulge in the crotch of Mike’s tan linen suit trousers. Cody undid Mike’s belt, unzipped his fly and slid down his trousers. There in the center of Mike’s muscular legs was his enticing package inside his light gray bikini briefs. These left little to the imagination; a long thick shaft, a carved head and a pair of large balls were all discernable. Cody buried his head in Mike’s crotch and slowly slathered his young tongue all over Mike’s sheathed manhood. His pre-blowjob left Mick’s dick swelling through his underwear, stained with his oozing precum.
Cody pulled down Mike’s underwear, he gasped at the sight of Mike’s fully erect eight and quarter inches of flawless white man flesh; his two big juicy hairy balls were also cause for delight. Cody opened and hollowed his mouth out; he took the head of Mick’s cock in and ardently licked the underside of the head.
The turned-on Mike sat back and took in the hot sight of this beautiful blond whore boy vigorously servicing his tool. Cody tongue licked every bit of Mike’s eight and quarter inches. Mike was electrified by the pleasurable sensations of Cody suckling his balls. Cody’s deepthroating was phenomenal; he had the whole fucking thing down his throat to the base, he bobbed his head up and down on the log, all while making eye contact with the grinning Mike. Being a man of the world, Mike knew when he was getting head from a first-class whore. Cody nearly brought Mike off a few times, but backed off just in time, each time. He was skilled at prolonging a man’s pleasure. Knowing that he had fully orally satisfied Mike, Cody took his mouth off Mike’s throbbing dick which was glistening with his spread precum and Cody’s saliva. He stood up, he tossed off his wife beater, revealing a trim defined torso. He turned around, undid his cutoffs, they fell to the floor. Mike gazed at the spectacular boy ass in front of him which was encased in a white jockstrap.
Cody dived into the center of the bed, turning onto his back. He positioned himself with his head against the pillows, his limber legs were spread, he was fingering his ass, his other hand was stroking his hard seven-inch cut dick in jock. Mike was horned up looking at this bitch in heat eager to take his cock deep inside him; he was more than worth $40. Mike grabbed the bottle of lube on the night table, he sprayed his pulsating erection and squirted Cody’s asshole.
Mike got on top of Cody, he rapidly thrust his hips, ramming his horse cock right into Cody’s chute. Mike fucked Cody like the stud he was, short rapid thrusts that sent his rock-hard big cock in and out of Cody’s willing young ass. He was wailing from the expert fuck that an older strong guy can give. Then Mike slowed his rhythm so that they each felt the total pleasure that ass fucking can have for two heated up partners. They were making love, they became one as Mike bent his head down and kissed Cody’s luscious lips, they were united as lovers as their tongues meshed. 36 goes into 18 very well.
Mike took his big strong hand and placed it on the mound in the jockstrap of the boy he was fucking. He felt Cody’s constricted virile ball sack and his straining randy young leaking seven-inch dick. Mike kept fucking the sobbing Cody, Mike felt Cody’s dick spasm in his jock, it was now soiled and wet from his load of boy juice that Mike’s fucking had caused.
Now that he had brought his boy off to a thundering climax, Mike intensified his fucking and soon reaching his own cosmic orgasm, Cody’s youthful anal canal was flooded with rushes of Mike thick hot cum. Mike pulled his sated cock out of Cody’s battered ass, there was a whoosh sound, attesting to the lover’s mutual satisfaction. The nude Mike with his swaying manhood strutted to his hanging suit jacket and took out a silver flask from the inner pocket, he poured out whiskey into two plastic cups, he lit two Marlboro Reds.
Cody lay back in the bed glowing from the fantastic ass fucking he had just experienced, his soft dick was cradled in his jock laden with his load of boy cum he had shot off from having his ass hammered by his man. He took the plastic cup of whiskey and the cigarette from Mike. They smoked and sipped.
“You’re a cop aren’t you?” said Cody.
“Yeah, I’m a cop.”
“I can always tell. You guys are rough fuckers, you take what you want, and you always want something else What do you want, Mike?”
“I want to offer you a job.”
“That’s a new one!” laughed Cody.
“The Miami Police Department has authorized me to dispense funds to those I deputize as special agents for covert actions I conduct. You’re perfect for an operation I’m in the midst of. You’d get out of this shithole; you’d get a good steady paycheck and wouldn’t have to turn tricks with rednecks anymore. Sound good?”
“Yes, but where would I live?”
“You’d live with me” said Mike in his deep sensual voice as he embraced and kissed Cody. The hunky Mike cradled the slight Cody in his strong arms, their warm flesh bonded.
“Well, we should get cleaned up and hit the road!” roared Cody.
They were in the shower washing each other’s sweated up bodies with soap and hot water. Now cleansed and invigorated, they got dressed, left the room and went back to Ralph’s Bar. Mike watched as Cody spoke to the bartender who smiled and patted Cody’s head and stroked his blond hair. Cody went down a hallway and returned with a backpack. He and Mike went outside and got into the cobalt Trans Am, they drove off.
During the drive to Miami, Mike heard Cody’s life story; it was a real hillbilly elegy. Cody’s mother had been a fast and loose teenaged slut who got herself knocked up in high school; she didn’t really know which stud she spread her legs for was the father. Since abortion was condemned and difficult to obtain, she carried her baby to term. Then she dumped Cody on her older sister and skipped out.
Cody was raised by his aunt and her husband along with their three kids. His aunt was a Walmart cashier, and her husband was a hardworking and hard drinking construction worker. The family lived in a modest three-bedroom house; one bedroom was for Cody’s aunt and uncle; one was for his two girl cousins, and one was for Cody and his older boy cousin. Things were normal for Cody, going to school and playing with other boys, he liked being around boys but felt different from them. It all changed as Cody began to grow up and develop into a pretty blond boy. He was always fascinated by his older cousin, Keith.
“Hey, I’ll show you something that feels real good” said Keith to Cody one night before bed. Keith pulled down his pajama bottom and hauled his hard cut dick and firm balls. “Take yours out too, Cody.” Cody pulled down his pajama bottom and took out his hard dick and bouncy balls.
“Do this” said Keith as he began stroking his dick. Cody did the same, it did feel real good. Soon both cousins were cumming, into socks. They went to sleep. They jerked off together every night.
“You know what would feel even better?” said Keith during their nightly ritual.
“What Keith?”
“If you sucked my dick. I bet you’d like to; I’ve seen the way you look at it.”
Cody blushed. He’d heard boys yell “cocksucker” and talk about blowjobs, but it didn’t really register with him, that he could really do that. Now that Keith was asking him to, it seemed like he could.
“I don’t know how to, Keith.”
“Just put it in your mouth, and lick it with your tongue, I can tell that you’ll take to it.”
Cody took his cousin’s dick in his mouth. Damn! Keith was right! Cody was amazed that he instinctively knew how to use his lips, tongue and mouth as he sucked his first dick. It was like he was born to suck dick, it felt so good hearing his cousin moan while tasting his dick. Cody was shocked but thrilled when his cousin’s dick began shooting off blasts of hot, thick, salty cum. He eagerly began chugging his cousin’s load down, it tasted so good and he felt like had achieved a great feat by sucking Keith off. They went to bed without a word. Their nightly ritual began with jerking off followed by Cody sucking off Keith.
Now that Cody knew he was a cocksucker, he looked at boys at school with that inner knowledge. In high school social studies class, he stared at Brian, a handsome boy he liked. Brian finally noticed Cody staring at him. Cody picked up his pen, he put it in his mouth and licked it slowly, while maintaining eye contact with Brian. Well! When the class bell rang, Cody followed Brian into a men’s room stall. Brian unzipped his jeans and whipped out his randy big hard dick. Cody got on his knees, he sucked off and swallowed Brian. They went off to their different classes. Cody was later in the cafeteria eating lunch alone.
“Hey,” said the grinning Chuck, another handsome schoolmate of Cody’s, as he sat down across from him. “Keith told me what you did, I want you to do the same thing to me.”
“Uh, sure Chuck.”
Cody followed Chuck into a men’s room stall; Chuck unzipped his jeans, fished out his big hard cut dick, Cody sucked him off on his knees. Before bed, Cody sucked off his cousin, at school he gave blowjobs to any of his high school classmates who asked him to.
One afternoon following a day at school giving blowjobs, Cody was alone in the house watching a movie on television in the living room. His aunt was working at Walmart, his cousins were all out doing stuff. He heard the front door open, his uncle came into the living room and flopped into his recliner, exhausted from a hard day of construction work. His uncle was wearing grimy jeans, a sweated up white T-shirt and muddy work boots. His uncle had a beefy muscular body, a handsome weathered face and sandy hair.
“Would you like me to get you a beer, Uncle Ben?” asked Cody.
“That sounds good” said Uncle Ben in his deep voice.
Cody returned from the kitchen with a can of beer, he handed it to his uncle. There was the sound of the can being flicked open.
“Aunt Donna won’t be home for hours and everyone else is at their after-school stuff, I could help you relax, Uncle Ben.”
“Sounds good” said Uncle Ben, as a wave of recognition caused him to smile.
Cody was at his uncle’s feet. He undid the laces of his uncle’s muddy construction boots; he peeled off his sweaty white crew socks. He rubbed his uncle’s feet. He was kneeling between his uncle’s stretched legs, he began massaging his uncle’s legs and thighs, his hands and face were now at his uncle’s crotch with its enticing bulge.
“Damn, I kind of suspected you were that way, you take after your mother” growled Uncle Ben, “Go for it, boy.”
Cody calmly undid his uncle’s thick brown leather belt, unzipped his grimy jeans and slid them down. There was his uncle’s encased and straining manhood in his white Fruit of the Looms. Cody sighed and began licking his uncle’s throbbing big cock and meaty balls through his underwear, his uncle was moaning.
With his uncle writhing in ecstasy, Cody ceased his tongue action, put his hands on the underwear’s waistband and pulled them off. Cody was awestruck, his uncle’s dick was bigger than his son’s or any of the boys at school! It was a real man’s dick, a towering cut thick rod of flesh with a stunning etched head, oozing precum. His uncle’s hairy balls were also the biggest he’d ever seen. Cody passionately began sucking his uncle’s mighty cock and licked his balls while he and his uncle stared into each other’s eyes. Cody cute young face was stuffed with his uncle’s cock, he head with its shining blond hair bobbed up and down as he deepthroated his uncle’s cock.
“Goddam! You are so fucking good!” bellowed Uncle Ben, “You sure must have had practice doing it!”
Cody went on giving his uncle a blowjob, he wanted his uncle to feel really good, he took his time and knew how to drive his uncle wild, easing off to make him last longer.
“Did you take it up the ass yet?”
Cody was startled, he was aware of THAT from locker room talk at school, he’d thought he’d like to try it one day, but didn’t think about the reality of THAT.
“No” mumbled Cody who had his uncle’s dick in his mouth.
“Get up, go to the bathroom and bring me the jar of Vaseline. I’ll break you in.”
Cody took his mouth off his uncle’s dick, went to the bathroom and returned to the living room. Uncle Ben was now standing in the nude. Cody gasped at the sight of his uncle’s rugged hairy body, his cock and balls looked even bigger from a distance.
“Get out of your clothes, keep your drawers on” ordered Uncle Ben. Cody did as he was told, his skinny body was trembling in his white Fruit of the Looms.
“Bend over the couch.”
Cody was now bent over the living room couch. Uncle Ben pulled down the rear of his underwear, his beautiful spread ass was on display, his dick and balls were sheathed by the front of his underwear. It stung but felt good when his uncle slapped his ass cheeks and then kneaded them, Cody felt the slippery cold Vaseline being lathered in his asshole. He yelped when he felt his uncle stick his greased-up index finger into his asshole. The finger went in and out of him, causing ripples of unbelievable pleasure as he felt his insides being parted and contracting. His dick was the hardest it had ever been from this new incredible sensation of getting his ass penetrated.
Howls echoed through the living as Uncle Ben had replaced his finger with his cock in Cody’s ass. Cody felt the tip burrowing at his rosebud, then he felt his chute slowly spreading around his uncle’s cock, it hurt so badly, yet he wanted more of it. He got it as Uncle Ben inched his way deep inside his chute. Cody wailed as his felt his first cock in his ass. His uncle withdrew it up the head, then he slowly put it back in. Cody began to get used to it and to like it. Uncle Ben knew it was time to pick up the pace and began fucking his squealing nephew in earnest. The couch moved around from the force of Uncle Ben’s fucking, there were the sounds of his heavy balls repeatedly slapping against his nephew’s ass.
Wild sobs reverberated through the living room as Cody experienced his first mind-blowing hands-free orgasm due to his uncle’s expert fucking of his boy ass. Cody’s dick exploded its largest cum load ever in his white Fruit of the Looms. Uncle Ben kept pounding out his nephew’s ass with his cock. Cody soon was overcome with another new sensation, that of his boy chute being flooded with torrents of scorching man juice as his grunting uncle came inside of him. Uncle Ben pulled his sated cock out of his nephew’s ass which he had just deflowered and seeded; it was gaping from taking big dick for the first time.
“Go clean yourself up” said Uncle Ben in a hoarse voice. The dazed Cody went upstairs to the bathroom and showered; he saw his uncle’s cum leaking from his ass going down the drain. He got dressed and stayed in his room, he was glowing and contented from losing his virginity to his uncle.
Cody, his aunt, his uncle and his cousins all ate their dinner with joviality as if nothing unusual had happened.
“Are you alright, Cody? You’re limping.”
“Oh, coach ran us ragged today in gym class, I’m fine Aunt Donna.”
That night, Cody was giving Keith a blowjob as usual in their room. Cody stopped sucking his cousin’s dick.
“Hey Keith, want to fuck me up my ass?”
“I don’t know Cody, that’s kind of too gay.”
“Come on Keith! You’ll love it, it feels great!”
“Well, I guess I could try.”
Cody had brought a jar of Vaseline to the bedroom. He smeared his ass, his cousin’s cock and got on his hands and knees in the bed. Keith fucked his first boy ass; he did like it. Cody enjoyed his cousin fucking him, even if his dick wasn’t as big as his father’s or that he wasn’t yet as good as him doing it. Keith came first in Cody’s ass. Cody was disappointed not have been brought to climax by his cousin’s fucking, and so jerked himself off.
Cody was the happiest he’d ever been. During the day at school, he sucked off schoolmates, in the afternoons he took his uncle’s cock and at night his cousin’s. However, happiness rarely lasts.
Uncle Ben was fucking Cody over the living room couch again, one afternoon like usual a few weeks later. Cody’s eyes grew wide as he saw Aunt Donna standing in the doorway. She had used the back door in the kitchen and so her entrance went unheard by her fornicating husband and nephew. Cody thought she looked like the painting they saw in art class, The Scream.
“I get let out of work early with pay, and THIS is what I come home to!” she screamed. “You’re just like your no-good mother! An evil ungrateful sinner! Go get your stuff and leave my house! I never want to see you again!”
The crying nude Cody stood up from the couch, gathered his clothes and ran to his room. He threw some stuff into a backpack, got dressed, ran out the house and slammed the door. In darkness he walked and walked along the road in a daze.
“Hey Cody!” yelled a voice from a car that had pulled up beside him.
“Hello Mr. Swenson.” Mr. Swenson was Cody’s chemistry teacher, he was in is early 30’s blond, handsome and built.
“What are you doing walking around by yourself so late?”
“Oh, I just felt like it” croaked Cody.
“Get in, I’ll give you a lift.” Cody got in the car, Mr. Swenson drove to a rest stop and parked.
“I hear the boys at school talking about you” said Mr. Swenson in a low voice, “Tonight is my lucky night! It sure wouldn’t do for a teacher to get his dick sucked by a student at school! Well, we’re not in school, are we Cody?”
“No, we’re not, Mr. Swenson” said Cody. His face was flushed, he had always been attracted to Mr. Swenson. He went for his belt, he soon was sucking his teacher’s big, beautiful cut dick. He swallowed Mr. Swenson’s large load of cum.
“I’ll take you home.”
“No, my aunt found out what I am and threw me out of the house, I got no place to go” said Cody crying.
“That bitch! You can’t come home with me; I have a wife and four kids. Hey, I have an idea, don’t worry, things will work out.”
Mr. Swenson drove and parked in Ralph’s Bar’s lot. They went in.
“Two beers, Jeff” said Mr. Swenson.
“Sure, Matt” said the tall muscular dark-haired bartender in his 40’s; his was face ruggedly handsome. He was wearing tattered jeans with a noticeable bulge in front, and a red T-shirt.
Jeff returned with two frosty mugs of beer, Mr. Swenson and Cody drank.
“So Matt, who’s your fine young friend?”
“Cody is a former student of mine. He’s going through a rough spell; he needs a job and a place to stay.”
“Sorry to hear that kid, well I could give you a job here, and you could live in a room in the motel across the road. I own this place, I retired from the police force last year and bought it from Ralph. I go home at closing time to my wife and kids” said Jeff.
“That’s awful nice of you, Jeff” said Cody with emotion, “I’d definitely be most appreciative.”
“Well, I’ll take you up on that” said the grinning Jeff.
“I got to be on my way, take care of yourself, Cody” said Mr. Swenson finishing his beer, he left.
Cody hung out at the bar drinking his beer and looking around. There were a lot of bikers in jeans and leather jackets, they all looked tough. There were other guys too who also looked rough and masculine.
“Pete! Take over the bar!” yelled Jeff to a handsome guy in his 30’s wearing jeans and a black tank top, he went behind the bar and proceeded to take customer’s drink orders.
“Kid, come with me” said Jeff. Cody followed him down a hallway, they entered Jeff’s office. They sat across from each other at the desk, Jeff poured out shots of vodka, Jeff lit up a Camel. “Want one?” “Sure, thanks.” They sipped and smoked.
“Kid, I could give you a job as a barback, for $3 an hour you’d run around picking up empty glasses and getting your ass groped. Or you could work for yourself. A pretty boy like you would do real well here. First of all, there’s no sex on the premises, I run a respectable joint. You hang out, chat guys up and take those who want you across the road to the motel. The room costs $10 an hour, tricks pay that. You should ask for $40 to go all the way, you’d get more if you were in Miami, but you not in Miami. Whatever you make is yours to keep, I’m not a pimp. I’ve seen a lot of messed up kids like you when I was on the job, you need a man guide to guide you, I’d take satisfaction in seeing you better yourself the only way you really can. You’ll rent a room at the motel for the weekly rate of $100. How does that all sound, kid?”
“It sounds great!”
“Sure, it does kid, now is the time to be appreciative.”
Cody got up, walked over to Jeff and sunk to his knees. He undid Jeff’s thick black leather belt, unzipped his jeans and slid them down. He pulled down Jeff’s black bikini briefs, he was hung just the way Cody liked. Jeff had a beer can thick long cut piece; Cody began giving it and Jeff’s enormous balls the royal treatment. He put on a virtuoso display of cocksucking, ball gobbling and deepthroating. Jeff eventually responded by expending a half a cup of hot man juice down Cody’s gullet, it was chugged down with gusto.
“Now that’s appreciation!” laughed Jeff as he poured more vodka and lit up two new Camels.
They sipped and smoked, when they were done, they went back to the bar. Jeff took over, chatting with customers and serving drinks. Cody went on the floor; it wasn’t long before he had an interaction.
“I ain’t never seen you here” said a tall skinny guy in his mid-20’s with a weird face and long black hair. He wore biker regalia of jeans, a white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. “I’d sure remember a pretty boy like you if had, I’m Gabriel.”
“Nice to meet you, Gabriel. I’m Cody. Are you looking for a good time?”
“Can’t you tell?” laughed Gabriel as he tugged on the large bulge in his jeans, “I’ve wanted a good time since I seen you waltz in here.”
“Well Gabriel, for 40 and 10 for the room, I’m all yours for an hour.”
Gabriel bent down, kissed Cody on the mouth and groped his ass. Cody responded by feeling up Gabriel’s bulge.
“You got yourself a deal, beautiful” said Gabriel hoarsely, putting two $20 bills in Cody’s pocket.
Never judge a book by its cover, and never judge a man by his face, learned Cody. Despite Gabriel having a weird face, he was a sexy fucker. His long body was sinewy, and his long thick cock was a stunner. Cody joyously had it in his mouth and eagerly pleasured it. Gabriel soon had it up Cody’s ass and was inspiringly fucking him on his side as they felt each other’s bodies. Cody was moaning as he came in his jock; Gabriel grunted when he came in Cody’s ass. Gabriel went to the motel room’s bathroom, and soon returned cleaned up.
“See you around, beautiful” he said as he kissed Cody and left.
Cody took a shower, dressed and returned to the bar. He turned three more tricks before closing time, he had $160 in his pocket!
“Good night kid, you did good!” said Jeff as they left the bar and locked up. Jeff went to his car and drove home to his family. Cody went across the road to the hotel and checked in, paying $100 for the week. He was assigned a room way in the back. He looked around at the drab place and was excited, it was his place, he was on his own!
The next morning, Cody walked to the diner and had a big breakfast. Now that he was a professional, he knew had to keep himself empty inside in the evenings. Then he walked to the mall, he bought some clothes and toiletries. He went to the movies and saw Witness; he got so turned on watching Harrison Ford. He was Cody’s type; a strong masculine older man whom he could totally serve physically and emotionally. He stopped in an art store and bought a poster of Harrison Ford and hung it in his room.
At 5:00 PM, Cody was at Ralph’s Bar when Jeff arrived to open it. Cody gave Jeff a blowjob in his office; they sipped vodka and smoked Camels afterwards. Then Cody hung out at the bar, he turned five tricks before closing time, he had $200 in his pocket! Cody took to his new life, besides the sex and the money, there was the camaraderie of being with men. He played pool, smoked and drank, and bonded with bar regulars. He’d sleep late, got to the diner for breakfast and watch movies at the mall.
Mr. Swenson paid visits to Ralph’s Bar; Cody got to experience his fucking prowess in the motel. Mr. Swenson put the word out, other teachers showed up and paid for Cody’s services. Uncle Ben and his son Keith showed up, Cody took them on together in a motel room, he didn’t charge them. Boys from high school who had graduated visited Ralph’s Bar to be with Cody after they finished work. And so, it went, until Mike Grogan showed up that night in his tan linen suit, Cody was smitten. After they fucked, Cody couldn’t believe Mike wanted him to go away with him! Now they were driving to Miami in Mike’s cobalt Trans Am.
They arrived at Mike’s cool condo at the end of Lincoln Road. They went upstairs, fucked and went to bed. The next morning, Cody was nude in the kitchen cooking breakfast for Mike. He was nude at the table.
“Here, this is going to be your assignment” said Mike passing a file to Cody. He looked through it at the glossy black and white photos of a smoldering Latin man.
“Raul Alfonso” began Mike, “Is a major cocaine dealer, he is also up to lots of illegal shit, I’m going bust him, that’s where you come in. He’s into blond twinks, you’re going to meet him, he’ll fall for you and you’re going to report to me what he’s up to. He’ll never suspect you, he’s a macho mother fucker, to him you’re just a dumb bitch hot for his cock who wouldn’t be bright enough to betray him. It’s all arranged…” Cody’s waiter job at the nightclub was a setup, Raul fell for him and took him home as planned.
A month of living with Raul was certainly sexually fulfilling for Cody, Raul was insatiable, and Cody was quite happy to oblige that monster pinga several times daily. Cody kept his eyes and ears open, calling Mike from payphones outside to report tidbits of criminal activities. Raul prided himself on not using his drugs, but he was a heavy drinker who popped speed which all exacerbated his temper and mood swings.
“I seen you looking at that guy!” yelled Raul at Cody when they were at a fancy restaurant, “I’m not enough for you! You fucking puta!”
“Raul, I wasn’t looking at anybody! I swear!”
“Don’t lie to me bitch! I’ll show you!” slurred Raul as he rose from the table, grabbing Cody by his hair. He marched Cody into the men’s room past the old attendant, into a stall. He threw Cody onto the floor, unzipped his pants, hauled out his big hard Cuban cock and began fucking Cody’s mouth. Then he lifted him, spun him around, pulled down his khakis and underwear, spat on his cock and viciously fucked Cody against the wall. It was a brief sadistic fuck, still Cody was profoundly aroused and came all over his khakis. Raul blasted his ass with his load, pulled his cock out, fixed himself up and left. Cody collected himself and limped through the restaurant in his stained-up khakis, Raul and his bodyguards were gone. Cody went outside, there was the stretch limousine taking off. Cody walked home to the Ocean Driver house and entered it.
“El jefe is passed out in his bed” laughed Eduardo, Raul’s younger cousin and second in command. He was tall, handsome, built and sexy like his cousin. “Tonight, it’s our turn” laughed Eduardo, indicting the five other crew members hanging out in the living room smoking and drinking beers, they were all suited hot Cubans in their 20’s.
“Hey, Eduardo, I think I should go upstairs and go to bed. Come on, Raul will get us if anything happens between us.”
“Raul ain’t in no shape to do anything!” yelled Eduardo, “We got to watch you suck his dick, we got to hear him fucking you! He don’t share you with us, fuck him!” Eduardo pushed Cody to the living room floor on his knees, he unzipped his suit trousers and pulled out his hard uncut pinga, it was as big as Raul’s. Cody put it in his mouth and got to work on it, as the other men watched.
“That’s it, bitch! Do me just like you do my cousin!” snarled Eduardo as Cody’s blond head bobbed back and forth on that dark pipe. “Coño!” shouted Eduardo as he began cumming in Cody’s throat, he pulled his cock out of Cody’s mouth and blasted the rest of his load in Cody’s face and on his hair. “Yeah, you look real bonita now!” laughed Eduardo as Cody was on his knees dripping with cum all over him.
The other five crew members were now standing in front of Cody, each unzipped their suit trousers and pulled out their stiff big uncut Cuban dicks. Cody began sucking one, while using his hands to take turns stroking the other’s cocks. One by one, he sucked off and swallowed each of the five crew members’ cocks.
“Get out of those fucking clothes!” ordered Eduardo who was now nude with a hardon again. Cody undressed, and stood nude and quivering, his own seven-inch cut dick was hard and leaking.
“Bend over the fucking couch, puta! I’m going to show you, I’m a better man then my cousin!” roared Eduard, as he spat on his cock. Cody was lubed up with Raul’s cum load from their fuck in the restaurant men’s room stall. Cody yelped when Eduardo rammed his cock up his ass, he bleated as Eduardo mercilessly fucked him. Cody came again, his load splattered on the towel on the couch. Eduardo hollered as he came again deep in Cody’s chute. One by one, the other five nude crew members spat on their cocks and gang fucked Cody. He came again, each man’s cock shot off in Cody’s ass.
“Buenos noche, puta” laughed Eduardo, as he and the other crew members left the living room. Cody tidied it up and staggered to the bathroom, he showered. He crawled into bed next to the snoring Raul, Valentino licked Cody’s face, as he passed out.
“Good morning ,beautiful!” exclaimed the beaming Raul as he kissed Cody the next morning. Cody sucked his dick, then Raul fucked him on his back. “Let’s go sailing today” said Raul.
Among Cody’s chores was doing Raul’s and the crew’s laundry, their underwear, linens and other items were collected and taken to the laundry room. There were several washing machines and dryers. One machine was unplugged and had an “Out of Order” sign on it. Cody was curious and opened it, there were five brown paper parcels in it, he closed the machine and went to an operational one and did laundry and then put the laundry in a dryer. One afternoon he was doing laundry and heard a commotion in the nearby garage.
“Jorge, you been skimming from me!” yelled Raul.
“No! I swear!”
“Don’t lie to me, I know!”
“Ok! Not that much! I’ll pay it back!” There were sounds of a scuffle. “No! Please! No!” There was a crashing thud followed by bloodcurdling screams.
“Take this piece of shit to Dr. Margulies, get him fixed up. Then bring him back to work. You steal from me again and I’ll cut the other one off!” yelled Raul.
Cody was in the living room sucking Raul’s cock, as per his orders. The phone rang, Raul answered it.
“Ok, yeah. The warehouse at 278 Biscayne Boulevard at 10:00 PM tonight, right 100K for 20 machine guns. I’ll be there.”
Raul patted Cody’s head as he began cumming in his mouth, Cody swallowed Raul’s load. He got Valentina and took her for a walk, he stopped by a payphone and called Mike.
“A gun sale is going down at 10:00 PM tonight, in a warehouse at 278 Biscayne Boulevard.”
“Great! He’s done, I’m going to nail him for illegal weapons possession charges. Great work, kid!”
That night at 9:00 PM, Raul was holding a brown paper parcel.
“Chico, watch a movie, we’ll be back later on.”
“Sure, Raul.”
The seven suited men filed out of the house. Cody went to the laundry room, he took the now four brown paper parcels out of the washing machine, he went to the master bedroom and put them in a backpack.
Raul and his crew entered the warehouse, Yuri the arms dealer was there with the machine guns. Raul gave Yuri the parcel, he ripped it opened and counted the money, he smiled. The crew members began lifting the crated machine guns. There was the blast of sirens, Mike and a squad of cops barged into the warehouse, guns blazing.
“You’re all under arrest!” yelled Mike. Shots were fired, three of Raul’s crew were killed, including Eduardo. Raul managed to run upstairs to the fifth level, with Mike in pursuit.
“That’s it Alfonso, it’s over!”
Raul dropped his pistol, “I ain’t spending the rest of my life in a cage, mother fucker!” Raul had been drinking and taking speed, he threw himself out of the warehouse window. The glass shattered, there was a loud thud as Raul landed on the ground outside. There was a pool of blood surrounding his body, his dead face was smiling.
There was a knock on the door of the Ocean Drive house, Cody opened it.
“Hey kid” said Mike as he entered, “Raul won’t be coming back, give me a tour.” Cody showed Mike around the house, they got to the master bedroom. Mike embraced Cody, they kissed. They undressed and got into Raul’s bed, Cody sucked Mike’s hard cock, then Mike passionately fucked Cody on his back, they each came. They showered, then went to the living room in the nude. They drank Raul’s tequila and smoked his cigars.
“Oh, your new assignment begins in two days, I’ll brief you in detail tomorrow, it involves a Saudi Arabian businessman. You did great, kid! I knew you were right for this!”
“Sure, Mike, whatever you say” said Cody as he fondled his man’s stiffening cock.
“Hmmm, I could go another round” said Mike in a husky voice.
“I’d like that” said Cody smiling.
“We’ll spend the night here, the Feds will be here tomorrow morning to inventory and seize everything, let’s go to bed.” They went up to the master bedroom and sucked and fucked again in Raul’s bed. Mike passed out, snoring, he was a deep sleeper. Cody took a shower and got dressed. He put on his backpack with Raul’s $400K, leashed Valentina, walked to Collins Avenue and checked into a hotel. In the pocket of his khakis was all the considerable cash he had saved from whoring. In the morning, he had breakfast in the dining room, he called a cab, then he checked out.
The cab dropped him at a used car lot, he bought a 1979 dark blue Honda for $2000 cash. With Valentina next to him, Cody drove to Interstate 95, a nearby map with the route to Los Angeles was highlighted in red pencil.
