Rb5
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This is chapter 5 and longer than the others. I wrote it mostly in public places, and I found it so hot that I was hard or semi hard most of the time. The front of underwear was painted with pre cum. I hope it does the same for you. Here goes:
I was very nervous when I got to the house, and despite my nerves, I already had a hard-on a block away and I could feel the coldness of precum in the front of my underwear.
It ended up that Brandon could not take me shopping because he was busy with work, but he gave me/loaned me $200 and said, "That's all you need. I'm not being cheap. If you spent more it would be over the top. I chose a pair of skinny black jeans which did justice to my booty, white 2x boxer briefs, a white tank top and a black Oxford cloth shirt which was cut a little big for me. Brandon approved of my choices, even the shirt which he said was appropriately low key. "Just right," he said. "The size will make what's underneath all the more a pleasant surprise." The undershirt was especially tight so you could see the texture of my stomach and the line of my upper chest.
His last piece of advice was, "Ask Ron if he would mind if you took off your shirt, because you were warm. He wouldn't ask you because he never does anything that would in any way be construed as creepy.
"He will see you nude later on by video. But you with the white undershirt is something he should see. Don't do it as a striptease, or anything like that."
I laughed. Brandon didn't. He was serious. This was business. I think I fell in love with him all over again that moment. He came over to me and hugged me. "Don't worry, you'll be perfect." I held him close and I could feel the warmth between his legs.
I didn't react to what I felt of his hard cock. I was playing it cool.
Actually, though, he did give me one more piece of advice. "Trust your instinct, OK. If you have it, that's what will work for you both in being a success and with showing Ron you have what it takes."
I giggled. "What's so funny, dude?"
"I dunno," I responded sheepishly. "It feels like you're like Yoda in Star Wars. 'Trust the force, young Luke.'"
This time he did laugh. "I think I am a little cuter than Yoda, young Luke."
I asked the uber to let me off a block away from the house. It was all residential. I was hoping there would be a Starbucks or something like that so I could check myself out before going in. So I stood on the corner and checked my face in the glass of my iPhone. I checked to make sure my t-shirt and shirt were neatly tucked in. Check. Felt my ass for no underwear line. Check. Shot some breath spray in my dry mouth. Check. I breathed in and out a few times. It was show time, I said out loud. When I looked up the street I saw that a man in a car had been watching me. I wondered how long. I hope he approved. I waved hi. He didn't.
The house was large and rich, and would have looked more imposing if the large homes around it were not around it. Know what I mean?
I touched the button for the door and a woman appeared. I was surprised at that. She looked me up and down, while I worried I was in the wrong place. She smiled and told me I was at the right place. "Hi, I'm here to see Ron."
"You are Tim?"
For a second I forgot my name. "Yes," I sputtered.
She held out hand and introduced herself as Marie. "Hi Marie. I'm Tim, but you know that."
"You're right on time. I will check with Ron. And, hey, don't be nervous. It'll be fine."
"Thanks," I responded. And that actually helped. She directed me towards a cluster of chairs under a windy staircase. A few guys walked up and down the stairs. There were long glances but no hellos. The first was a curly haired blonde, short cropped, wearing a tank top and workout shorts.
The next was a tall, muscly black guy with perfect caramel brown skin and a round ass. His tight blue jeans looked like they were painted on his body. Not a crease but a hint of his cock. I was checking out the third guy--Latino, toned, long hair--when another guy, a little older than the rest, came for me. He said hi to Julio and held his hand for mine. "Hi. My name is Anton and I am Ron's personal assistant. Ron is ready for you, Tim."
He held out his hand for me again and pulled me out of my chair. That was very sexy and I imagined that another spurt of pre cum had spurted out on my 2x underwear.
I followed Anton for what seemed like a distance up and down stairways and through darkened hallways. We stopped and he knocked on the door. A man told us to come in, and Anton opened the door and motioned for me to go inside the room.
Ron held out his hand for me and I met it, only he held it in his hand a few seconds longer than usual. That was interesting, I thought. I thought he wasn't going to engage in any funny business. My penis got a little harder.
"Now, Tim, I want you to feel at ease. We're just going to talk, OK? Take a few breaths in and out," he directed quietly and not meanly at all. I did I was ordered, or asked.
The conversation went something like this.
Ron: I don't want to minimize this at all, but I've heard your story a whole lot of times. Father abused you. Or beat you, or both. Mom out of the picture. You have no other alternative than to sell your body. Is that close to it?
Tim: Kind of. Yeah.
R: But you have alternatives. Stay in school, go to college, get a good job. You know there's a statute of limitations on being a rent boy.
T: Whaddayamean?
R: Your looks and your body and young age is you currency. Once that goes away, you're out of it. If you take care of yourself, your age will be the first thing to go.
T: OK, I know that. I want to stay in school while I am doing this. I will. Do you think I can?
R: Yes, you can. And I am happy to hear that that's your plan. A few of the guys who went through here are in school or went to school. I can get you together with them. That's if this works out for you. If you decide to go through with it.
T: Cool. I hope it works out.
R: Well, keep your mind open. Do you like sex?
T: I don't have lots of experience, but what I've had I like. The first time I got fucked, it hurt, but that passed.
R: Yeah, that happens. It can hurt. Do you think you are a bottom or a top?
T: I don't really know yet. I like both so far. I'd like to think I am versatile, but I am told that that's unusual. I was told once that everyone is a bottom.
R: (Laughing.) Yes, they say that. But the math doesn't work out so well.
T: I am happy to let it work itself out. For right now, let's get it on.
R: How much experience have you had? When was the first time?
T: Not much, really. I got fucked for the first time a few days ago. Brandon. But the first time I had sex was when I was 14 with my math teacher. He was tutoring me, and it just happened. Our knees kept touching, and then his hand on my knee, and then mine on his. Wasn't doing so well at my algebra, or whatever the fuck it was. I felt his middle and felt the warmth of his cock and the length. Can I see it,' I asked. He steered me in front of him and then on my knees. He pulled it out and put it in front of mine, but then he held back. You can never tell anyone about this, or else I will be ruined.' I promised I wouldn't tell. I licked the tip of his dick. He was uncut and I didn't know anything about that. He was from Belgium, Bruges or something like that, with long pitch black hair. I tasted his precum and I didn't know anything about that either. He stood me up and took my jeans all the way off. He sucked me and turned me around and licked my ass. That was the most amazing thing I ever felt. And I was a little shy about it because I wasn't too clean back there, but it didn't stop him or me. He played with my dick from around my body and he seemed to know exactly when I was about to cum so he'd stop. I pulled away from him and took his cock in my mouth again. This time I wouldn't take direction. I played with his crack and hole with my finger and I sucked him until he came, exploded literally in my mouth. At first, I thought I was going to throw up but I stopped that and took it all in. He pushed me on the floor and held me down this time, sucking and jerking me off until I came. And we kept at it. I came three times in an hour. We fell asleep together.
R: That's a pretty good porno movie. But did it really happen like that?
T: Oh, yeah, I don't know enough to make that up. (Pause) Did you like that story? Is that one you've heard before?
R: I've seen it in porno, but the way you told it was quite sexy.
T: Is that a good sign?
R: Don't worry about my approval. It's your decision.
T: OK, cool. I get it.
But I didn't. We spent about an hour more about a range of things, from eating habits to more about my growing up to my exercise regimen. I was loosening up more and more, and he seemed to smile and laugh more. He asked me if was always safe? I reminded him that my first time was a few days ago, and yes, we were safe.
T: I want to take lessons with the personal trainer who teaches you the ass exercises.
R: What?
T: Brandon told me about a trainer here who taught him how to build up his bubble butt to be more, uhm, bubbly. It sounded very sexy.
R: There are exercises you can do to work on your butt, but I am not sure what Brandon was talking about. And maybe he was making it up. (We paused.) Brandon can be very convincing. Did it end up with the teacher rimming his ass.
T: Yes.
R: I think he was breaking your balls, teasing you. Did it make you horny?
T: Oh, yeah.
R: Are you horny now?
T: (Pause) Oh, yeah.
R: Well then that's a good time to stop. We'll show you where you'll sleep and you can change into some shorts, and then hang out in the spa for a little bit before dinner. Like about two hours.
T: OK.
Anton, the guy who greeted me showed me the room I'd stay in which had two beds. "Raphael will be your roommate," he told me. "He's in some kind of training. Probably his butt exercises." He paused and looked at me. He smiled. I smiled. Was he listening in? "You'll meet him later."
"I can't wait."
"Yes. He's worth the wait. He's from Spain. Truthfully he might be in English class. Your shorts you can change into are on the bed and a tank top. If you want to go in the tub or sauna, you don't need to wear clothes." I'll wait outside while you change, and show you where the spa is."
"You can stay."
"Uhm, OK. I went into the bathroom and peed. I had left the door open and let him hear the powerful stream that came out of my dick. I took off my pants and went into the main room where he was sitting on Raphael's bed, watching for me. My 2x underwear were a little creamy in the package area and I'll pulled them off. I fake dropped my underwear on the floor so I could bend over. I lingered in that position so he could see my asshole, if he was watching. And then I pulled up the shorts and changed shirts.
I walked over to him and he was smiling broadly. He patted me on the side of my stomach and said quietly, "You are very cute Tim. Sweet. But I don't play with the student body, as it were." His language was precise and a little effeminate. I guess I turned red, and he told me not to worry. "Hormones are intoxicating around here. Don't be disappointed. As one of the lines in my favorite movie goes, "Score it as an incomplete forward pass." I looked blankly. "We'll show you the movie some time."
He showed me the way to the spa and left me on my own at the door. I looked around, a little nervous again. There were four boys on chairs and lounges, and three more in a large hot tub. Despite the large size of the hot tub, the guys were bunched close together and you could see no arms or hands. The seated guys, though, were not talking to each other, lying either reading or with their eyes closed. The guys in the tub were watching me with anticipation. I sat next to a guy in a chaise who was reading. I nodded hello and laid down. My dick was hard and stood up at attention straining against my shorts. The guy next to me was a beautiful blonde, floppy longish hair and bright red, juicy lips. You could see the line of his cock against the same shorts.
The guys in the tub got out and one of them walked towards me, sitting on the edge of the chaise. He had a raspy voice despite his age, and introduced himself as Paco, holding out his delicate hands and holding on to mine for a few seconds.
"Hi, I am Tim. Tell me, that is one of several times that someone held onto my hand for time that's longer than usual."
"Yeah?"
"What's that all about?"
He took my hand again and held it, tickling my palm. "You are very perceptive to have noticed that. We learn that here. It's a way of establishing a sensual tie and making the other person feel comfortable." He was still holding on to my hand, now stroking my middle finger. "Does it do anything for you, Tim?"
"Yes, it does."
"I can see," he said, motioning to my dick. He pulled on my hand, stood up and pulled me up. "We're going in the hot tub." He reached for my outer thighs, pushing me up, and then pulled my shorts down. My cock popped out.
He led me to the tub with his hand and led me in. We sat closely and he did not let go of my gaze. I remembered Brandon telling me that this was kind of the audition. I moved in to his face and licked his lipped slowly and kissed him. My tongue danced with his and I stroked the sides of his body and then his tight stomach. He kissed and bit my neck, and I moaned. I reached under his arms and tickled there with my fingers and then my mouth and tongue. He was moaning too. We made out that way for just five minutes but it felt like it was much longer. I was no longer conscious of nothing but our bodies.
His was lithe and hard and strong. His legs were like those of an animal in the jungle but his ass was full and fleshy. He was a skilled lover and I was dying to know how long he was at RB Academy. Later. He pulled his mouth away from mine and whispered in my ear that I should follow him. On both sides of the sauna were large chaises with some privacy. He directed me on my stomach and got on top of me. He pushed back and forth rubbing my ass with his silky dick. He was biting me on the neck again and whispering to me. "I am going to fuck you, OK? I am going to fuck you very hard. When was the last time you had a dick in your ass?"
"Three days ago, and that was the second time ever."
"Oh, wow, I am a lucky man. I promise I will be gentle." His middle finger was deep in my ass and every time he hit my prostate my pleasure exploded. I felt two more hands gently stroking my ass and I looked around. It was a very handsome black boy, athletic and with a huge cock.
"I'm going to fuck you after he's fucked you. His little dick is going to loosen you up for me."
Paco laughed loudly. "It's smaller but it knows what to do."
"He's right. He's a great fuck. He'll fuck me while I am fucking you." I was going to be the meat in a sandwich.
Paco and Sam were on both sides of my face with their mouths close to my ears. Paco said, loud enough for Sam to hear. "I'm going to fuck you bareback. Don't worry. I am healthy."
Sam was next. "I'm not going to use any rubber either. We're going to fuck you raw."
I thought about things as they made love to me. I could feel Sam's enormous cock moving up and down my body. How much I wanted it to be that way. But I was scared and even in this incredibly compromising position, I figured this was a test of sorts. I recalled again that this was all wired for sound and video. I moved my hands down my side and captured as much of their cocks as I could. "I'm sorry, but now. I only do it safe."
"No, Tim. We'll hold you down and fuck you. We're in this together."
"No, boys, sorry. But it's safe. Or nothing." I turned around on my back and lifted my legs in the air. I pushed Paco's head towards my ass. "Lick it," I ordered him. "Feel what it's like to fuck my hole with you dick. Your tongue will know how wonderful it will be." I motioned Sam's cock towards my mouth and began to lick and suck it. I noticed, as Paco was licking my ass, that he was unwrapping a condom. "Good boy," I said as I pushed his face deeper into my ass. "Fuck me, Paco," I told him. "I'm saving you for last, Sam."
"And best," Sam said.
"We'll see about that." Seconds later, Paco was pressing some spit and lubricant in my ass, and then slowly his cock.
Joe played with my nipples while Paco was slowly putting his hard cock in my ass, and feeding me his cock in my mouth. It hurt my mouth to get it all in. But it was a very handsome cock, smooth, not veiny, and a dark chocolate color. I ran my tongue up and down it, and it felt like miles, and must have felt that to him because he made deep guttural noises. Meanwhile Paco was being gentle and finally had his full 6 ? inch dick in me. He went slowly, and then faster, and then harder. Sam had pulled his cock away from me. And I opened my eyes to see Sam mounting Paco's ass. And when he had entered fully Paco went in and out of me with greater force. My cock stayed hard and was milking pre-cum. Paco came inside of me and stayed there until he was soft.
Sam went to my ear and said, "It's my turn you little fucker."
"You're putting a raincoat on, right?"
"Yes, bitch."
Sam was hurting me. He was so much bigger than Paco. But Paco got under me and put my dick in his mouth. And soon the pain of Sam turned into deep pleasure. He withdrew and straddled me, jerking himself off aimed at my face. Paco was jerking me and slid his fingers up and down Sam's ass. Sam looked like he was in pain and was almost yelling, "I'm cumming. Oh. Tim. You are so fucking hot." He shot eight shots of milky white cream in an eye, two on my nose and another in my ear. Paco had his tongue up and down my cock as he feverishly stroked me. And I shot all over my chest.
One of the other guys had warm towels for us. And he cleaned us off, smiling like a devil. I later learned he was Sean, from Ireland. He lay down next to me and turned his head into the side of mine. "Can I have a go at you," he asked in his sweet Irish accent, almost in a begging way.
I licked my lips and he put his cock in my mouth. I closed my eyes and Sam sucked my dick until it was hard again. Sean pulled out of my mouth and mounted my dick. It was rock hard again already. "I don't think I can come again," I said.
But Sean promised that I would. "I have special skills." He shot his load all over my cock and then sucked and jerked it and I did come again.
I was spent. That's the only word for it. I asked Sean if he could show me the way to my room. "I share with Raphael." He lifted his eyes.
"Hmm, Raphael."
He was right about that, "Hmmmmmm Raphael."