Peter found the address easily, it was a big old house on one of the canals. He ran up the front stairs, and rang the bell. It was precisely 2.00 PM. The door was opened by a nice looking butler. The butler stepped aside, to let Peter enter. "Wait here, please" said the butler as he knocked on a door and went in. After a few seconds the butler returned. "Please, Sir, follow me". Peter followed the butler into a large room, behind a desk a man in his fifties was smoking a cigar. Peter walked up to the desk. The man behind the desk stood up and came over, walking around Peter, looking him up and down. "Nice" the man said, he grabbed Peter is his crotch and squeezed hard. "What's you name, boy?" "Peter, Sir" "Very nice indeed, Richard, take him upstairs and scrub him down". Peter followed Richard upstairs and entered a bathroom. Richard turned on the taps. "Kindly remove your cloths". Without questioning Peter started to undress, he felt the eyes of Richard following his every move. Once he was completely naked Richard gestured Peter to get into the bathtub. The water was just right, Peter lowered himself and sat down.
Richard removed his jacket and his collar. "You have a very nice body". "Thank you" Richard rolled up his sleeves and took a big brush and started to scrub Peter's back. "I can do that myself" Peter said, he felt silly, he hadn't been washed by another since he was a kid. "No, that is all right, we want you to be nice and clean" Richard replied. His skin on his back started to tingle, Peter liked the feeling. "I can hear you not from Amsterdam". Peter said the name of his village and told Richard that he had just arrived here. "Never heard of that place, must be really small then" Richard said, as he lifted up Peter's arm and worked his armpit with the brush. Peter could not help giggling. "What kind of job will this be?" Richard moved the brush over his chest, looking at Peter's nipples getting hard under the rough brush. "You've ever entertained gentlemen?" Peter folded his hands over his hardening cock, hoping that Richard would not notice it. "Entertained?" Peter was quite surprised, "you mean sing and dance?" Peter smiled, "no that is not what I mean, stand up please", he laid down the brush and grabbed a washcloth. Peter, still with his hand in front of his erection, stood up. "How shall I say it, eh, pleasured men, make them feel really good". Richard started to wash Peter's ass with the cloth, pushing the cotton down his crack. "You mean ..." Peter started, thinking back of only yesterday afternoon, he said that he had. "Good then" Richard said, trying to push a finger in Peter's ass. "Hey watch it" Peter said. Richard grinned, "guess you are still a virgin, turn around please"
Peter turned, his covered hard cock was now right in front of Richard face. Richard pushed Peter's hands away. "No need to be shy around here, wow, nice set you got there". Peter gave a little smile. Richard cupped his balls with the damp cloth, Peter let out a sigh. Richard rolled back Peter's foreskin and rinsed the head with the cloth. Peter's cock got even harder, growing to its full erectness. "I think you are clean enough" Richard got to his feet and put a soft towel around Peter's shoulders.
Once dried off Peter reached for his cloths again. "Hang on, the Master want to see you first, come along". Richard picked up Peter's cloths and together they walked downstairs, Peter still naked and his cock hard. Peter felt strange, walking like this through the big house, but it did turn him on.
The Master got up from behind his desk the minute they entered. "Well, well, you look just great, I think you will fit in very nicely".
He ran his hand over Peter's chest. "Good, a hard body". His hand moved further down, taking Peter's cock in his hand, and gave it a few squeezes. He opened his fly and pushed down his trousers. "lets see how good you are" the Master said. Richard pushed Peter down onto his knees. The Master pulled up his shirt to reveal his small semi hard dick. Peter had not seen that many cocks but he knew that this one was smaller than average. The Master pushed Peter's head forward, Peter opened his mouth and sucked in the small cock. He started to lick the head, and felt the cock getting a bit bigger and harder. "Yeah, that is right, use your tongue" the Master encouraged Peter. Peter sucked and licked as best he could, he reached for the small hairy balls and started to give them little squeezes.
Meanwhile the Master fondled with Richard's fly and got his cock out. Still sucking the Master's cock he looked at the Richard's cock. That one looked better he thought. Big and hard with a thick veins running along the shaft.
The Master pulled his cock out and moved Peter's mouth to Richard's throbbing cock. Richard pushed his hips forward and penetrated Peter's waiting mouth. Both Richard and Peter let out a moan. "Yes boy, suck that big cock!" the Master said, he sat down on his knees to have a better look as Richard thrust his cock in and out of Peter's mouth.
Peter moved his hand to his own cock, but the Master slapped his hand away, "Better save that, boy, clients always first". Richard's cock was really fucking Peter's mouth hard, hitting his throat deep, the Master started to work on his own tiny cock, not taking his eyes off the scene. Richard pulled his cock of Peter's mouth, he reached inside his fly and pulled out his hairy balls. "Come on, suck them" he said, and pushed Peter's headon them. The Master let out a groan, "Hell yes!". Peter opened his mouth wide to take both balls in his mouth, they tasted a a bit sweaty. Richard started to pump his own dick fast.
The Mster urged Peter to suck Richard's balls, while hejerked his small cock. The Master gave a loud cry and let his cum squirted on the thick carpet. Richard was close too, Peter could tell, his movements became faster and faster, Peter sucked harder on Richard's balls, softly pulling at them and licking the soft hairy skin. Richard moaned louder and soon Peter felt hot sperm dripping over his forehead into his eyes. Peter let the balls drop out of his mouth and started to lick Richard's hand and cock clean.
The Master got to his feet again, "Very fine, boy, you'll have the job, if you want". Peter got to his feet, still with a raging hard-on, "Thanks, Sir, when can I start?". "Tonight at 6.00PM" the Master said as he buttoned up his fly, "you can get dressed now". They went over the financial details as Peter got dressed, he was going to get 40% of the amount a client would pay to spend time with him. Peter had never been good with figures but he knew it was going to be more than he had earned this morning at the green-market.
Peter walked through the busy streets of the center, for the first time he looked at the shop windows, soon he was going to be able to buy things he liked, and there were so many thing he saw that he liked.
Peter told Aunt Leo that he had to work that evening. "You found another job, that is nice dear, what kind of work?" "Eh, in a bar" Peter said. "That is nice, which one, maybe I know the place". "Well, it is more of a restaurant really" Peter said quickly. "Good, well you can have your dinner now, if you want to, everything is ready, I expect Jack any minute, he has a meeting at four, you know, o, there he is". Aunt Leo got two glasses out of the cupboard and opened a bottle of beer. Jack stepped into the room. He looked even more impressing by daylight, Peter thought. Aunt filled the glasses with beer. "There you go" as she handed both Jack and Peter a glass. For herself she poured a gin. Jack sat next to Peter, Peter's head was at the same height as his Jack's shoulder, a smell of sweat filled his nose. Peter watched as Jack's big hand held the glass and drank the beer in one big gulp. "So, Peter, what have you been up to today?" Jack asked as he slapped Peter's thigh. "He's got a new job!" Aunt Leo shouted, she turned and lighted the fire under a pan. "That is good" as Jack gave Peter's thigh a hard squeeze. "Thanks" Peter managed to say, feeling his cock getting hard again. Too bad Jack moved his hand away so soon. Jack told him that he had rights as a worker, that he should never forget that. Peter was only half listening, looking at Jack's handsome face it was difficult to listen what he was actually saying. Aunt Leo came back quickly with two dishes full with a kind of stew. Jack looked at his watched and ate quickly. Before Aunt Leo returned with her plate Jack had finished his. "That was great again, but I have to hurry, a meeting of the party, and I'll have to change first". Jack hurried upstairs, leaving Peter and Aunt to finish their dinner.
After a while, Jack put his head around the door. "Bye see you later, hey, Peter good luck at your first night".
Peter helped Aunt Leo clear the dishes. "Thanks dear, no just leave them, I'll do the washing up later, I think I pop over to the cafe for a quick drink".
Peter went upstairs to brush his teeth and have a shave, although that was not really necessary. Jack's work cloths lay on his bed, on top of his pants laid his underpants. Peter grabbed it, the underpants were still warm, there were some yellow stains in the front, and even a few black curly hairs. Peter pressed the cotton under his nose, the smell was overwhelming, a strong odour of sweat, piss and Jack's body. Peter rubbed the underpants over his face, inhaling deeply the manly scent. His cock became hard again. All afternoon he had been horny, ever since he left Richard and the Master. He opened his fly and pulled out his hard cock. Chewing on the Jack's underpants he stroke his cock quickly. He closed his eyes, images of Jack's hairy body crossing his mind, he felt Jack's hand again on his thigh, only this time it did not leave but lingered over his legs and went up his crotch. Peter moaned loudly, chewing harder on the pants, wetting it thoroughly, releasing Jack's flavours on his tongue. With a loud cry he shot his load, he was just in time to reach the sink, pushing his hips against it he emptied his balls.
Peter cleaned his cock, shave and brushed his teeth. He placed Jack's underpants back onthe heap of cloths, hoping that the cotton would be dry before Jack returned.
A few minutes before six, he rang the front door bell of the grand house on the canal, a few seconds later the door was opened by Richard. As he stepped inside the hall, the Master just walked down the stairs. "Good, right on time, I like that, show him into the parlour, Richard, I'll be right there too". This time Richard opened a door on the other side of the hall and showed Peter in. Peter entered and looked around in amazement. Peter looked up the high blue ceiling, paintings of little angels resting on clouds, he had never seen anything liked it before. It was if he was in the open air in a kind of magical land. The walls were decorated with red velvet, large paintings of naked boys and men were hanging on the walls. The room was filled with large red sofas, in the corner there was a small bar. A fire was burning, only a few lamps were burning, giving the room a very cosy atmosphere. Peter walked around a bit, looking at the paintings. "You like them?" he heard the Master say. Peter saw that he had come in through a hardly noticeable door in one of the walls. "Yes, I do, and the ceiling, just beautiful". "Yes that is the original painting from 1680" The Master said proudly.
Peter heard the doorbell rang, and soon another boy entered the room. The Master introduced him, his name was Hans and by the looks of him he was a couple of years older than Peter. He had a handsome face, but his manners were a bit feminine. Hans excused himself, told Peter he had to change and disappeared through the hidden door. The Master opened a bottle of beer and handed it over to Peter. "This one is to welcome you" he said, the rest of the drink are either bought by the clients for you or deducted from your wages".
Peter sat down on one of the sofas. "Still a bit early" the Master said, "the first clients will come over half an hour or so, as soon as they finish their work". Another boy entered, his name was Gerard and sat next to Peter. "You're new, aren't you?" Gerard asked. "Yes, first night here". "You gonna like it here, better than the streets" Gerard replied. "Nice men come here, not the trash you'll find on the street". Gerard looked very handsome, just a little bit older than Peter himself. Blond hair with blue eyes. "A lot of regulars, so you know what you to expect" Gerard continued, "you want another beer?". "No thanks, I'm fine", holding up his half emptied glass.
Hans returned, Peter had to bite his tongue not to laugh. Hans was dressed in a long pink silky gown, with every step he made, his legs in stockings were shown. He had put lipstick on and some rouge on his cheeks. He sat down on the other side of Peter.
The door bell rand again. Quickly Gerard returned with his beer, to his seat next to Peter. "Could be the first client of this evening" he said. The door opened and a fat man stepped into the parlour. The Master walked up to him with his hand extended and greeted him warmly. They walked over to the bar and chatted, while the Master poured the man a drink.
"That is Mister Easy" Gerard whispered to Peter, "5 minutes, at the most, show him you ass and he cums, doesn't even touch you". Peter saw the man looking at him while he talked to the Master. The Master nodded to Peter. "Guess he wants you" Gerard said, "better go to them". Peter got up walked over to the bar. "A nice new boy" Mr Easy said with a wide grin on his face, while his hand played around in his pocket. Peter returned the smile, the man looked kind but Peter was not at all attracted to him, maybe this was a mistake after all, he only hoped that Gerard would be right. "Very muscular" the man said. "You want to know him better?" The Master inquired. Mister Easy looked at Peter from head to toe. "Yes, very much" as he gave Peter a wink. Money was handed over to the Master.
The hidden door opened and Richard showed Mr. Easy and Peter to a room at the first floor. One wall was fully covered with mirrors, on the other side there was a double bed and a chair. Once in the room Mr. Easy sat down in the chair. "Come along, get naked". Slowly Peter started to undress, first his shirt. At the sight of Peter's bare chest Mr. Easy let out a sigh "Beautiful!". The man was almost drooling, Peter was pleased that he like what he saw. Peter threw his shirt on the bed and ran his hands over his chest. "Yes, touch yourself" Peter pinched his nipples and pulled hard on them. Mr. Easy stood up and let his pants fall to the ground. His cock was already hard, it was not big, about 5 inches but very fat, as he said down again, his cock was almost hidden by his belly.
Peter opened his fly slowly, Mr. Easy was jerking his cock at full speed. Peter remembered what Gerard had told him, so he turned and pulled down his pants, sticking his ass up in the air. Peter managed to untie his shoelaces, kicked of his shoes, and stepped out of his pant. In just his underpants he turned again. Mister Easy laid back on the chair wanking his dick and licking his lips. Somehow Peter was turned on by this sight, knowing that he was the one which caused Mister Easy's excitement. With one hand he squeezed his nipple again while he squeezed his cock and balls with the other. "Mmm, you look really good" Mr. Easy said in a thick voice. Peter took a few steps forward pressing his crotch almost in the man's face. Mister Easy's breathing became heavier and his stroking faster. Slowly Peter pushed down his underpants, his semi hard cock popped out, Mr Easy gave a cry of joy. Peter turned around, and slowly bend forward, exposing his ass just a few inches away of mister Easy. He pushed his cock and balls backwards between his legs.
Mister Easy groaned loudly, Peter looked around and saw the small fat cock shooting sperm over the white bulky thighs. Peter wiggled his ass, he even pulled his ass cheeks apart. He felt a hand tapping his ass, "Thanks, boy". Peter pulled up his underpants and turned around. Mister Easy, smiling at Peter, was trying to get his breath back. Peter walked over to the sink and wet a cloth. Carefully he cleaned the cum of Mister Easy's thighs, and cock. He rinsed the cloth and returned to mister Easy to clean off his hand. Mister Easy smiled at him tenderly, "that is very nice of you, son". "You're welcome, Sir".
Peter started to dress, slowly mister Easy got to his feet and pulled up his pants. He reached in one of his pockets and handed Peter a guilder. Peter was astonished, that was a whole month rent! "No one needs to know, just for you" Mister Easy smiled.
When the returned in the parlour it was busier, Peter could not see both Gerard and Hans anymore. Mister Easy offered Peter a drink, and told the Master that he had been very pleased with Peter. The Master nodded smilingly to Peter.
Mister Easy finished his drink quickly, told the Master he had to go and gave Peter a pat on his shoulder, telling him he would hope to see him again soon. Richard showed the man out. "It seems that you are doing very well" the Master said to Peter. Peter looked around the room, there were about 7 clients and they were all in conversation with the boys. "It is still early" the Master said, "there will be others". Peter saw a man kissing one of the boys while he took the boy's hand and placed it on his bulge. Richard walked over to them, Peter could hear the word 'upstairs' and 'room'. Hand in hand the man and the boy, Peter did not know yet, walked up to the master, the man handed over some money, and they left. Richard hurried back to the main hall as the doorbell rang.
Peter sat quietly drinking is beer. "May I introduce you to Peter" he heard the Master say. Peter turned around and looked straight at the bluest eyes I ever saw, his heart missed a beat, the face he was looking into was handsome, with strong features and a black moustache. The man was a business man, wearing a smart suit witch fitted him well. He was half a head bigger than Peter, and he was in a good shape. The man extended his hand, Peter took it. "I am Peter". "Charles", the man said, shaking Peter's hand, holding on to it just a bit longer than usual. For a few second neither of them said anything. "A drink?" the Master asked. "Yes, a red port please" Charles answered, "and something for my friend here", not taking his eyes of Peter.
With their drinks they walked over to one of the sofas and sat down. Charles laid his hand on Peter's leg and slowly moved up. "You are very muscular, I like that" Charles said. "You are too" Peter said, knowing it sounded stupid, he laid his hand on Charles thigh and squeezed the solid thigh. They both took a sip of their drinks, Peter could feel his cock starting to get hard, he really liked this guy. He saw that the bulge in Charles trousers was getting bigger too. Charles leaned forward and placed a tender kiss on Peter's nose. "Shall we go upstairs?". "Love to" Peter answered honestly. Charles gulped down his port, and took Peter's hand. Together they walked up to the Master. Peter stood aside as Charles paid. Richard opened the door, hand in hand they went upstairs.