Here he comes again. The late model Lincoln Town Car slowly approaches the spot where I stand just barely in the light from a street light. Taking a seductive pose I look directly at the car as it approaches letting my fingers lightly caress the bulge in my tight jeans. The car slows noticeably as it nears me; I lick my lips suggestively as I cup my teen basket. This guy has to know I'm available for the right price. Now he just has to decide if he wants what I've got enough to take a chance.
My name is Vic. I am 17 and I sell my body to guys who want a good time with a hot teenage boy. Actually I'm almost 18, but I look 14, so my customers think they're getting chicken. Hell, I'm not going to tell them any different. Money is much better if you're young at least in my profession of a gay hustler. I enhance the image by keeping most of my body hair shaved off-just a small patch on my dick and under each arm.
Since I was 10 and learned to suck and fuck with my 14 year old neighbor, I've known I love cock and can't get enough of it. I used to service my neighbor and his buddies until they graduated and left for college. By then it was pretty well known I would give a guy a good time, so I still got as much cock as I wanted. I very willing to give what I had away until my brother-in-law told me about this place and clued me in to how much money I could make doing just what I love. Seems he used to sell it when he was in high school to get money for his car and dates. Dan, that's his name, really is bisexual. He told me all about 3rd Street one day after he'd just fucked the shit out of me. Seems my ass is tighter than my sister's pussy, and, according to Dan, I give a hell of a lot better head. If Amy can't take care of her man, I am sure willing to help him out. Besides Dan's got a real nice big dick that really fills me up and rings my chime, and he gives pretty good head himself.
I suppose you want to know what I look like. Actually I think I'm pretty average, but others tell me I'm beautiful. My small frame-I'm only 5 foot 6 inches tall and have a swimmer's body-makes my features appear more soft, almost feminine, but I don't act feminine. I'm not swishy or any of that shit. My John's know they're getting a guy who really likes what he's doing. I have light brown hair with blond highlights, some knock-out green eyes, rosy cheeks that make me look so young and innocent, which couldn't be further from the truth. My chest is smooth with two big always erect brown nipples. I love having those mother's chewed on while some dude has his dick ramming my hole. My balls are good sized but are usually drawn up tight to my body in my hairless nut sack. My cut dick is 6 inches hard and usually stays that way. I am one horny motherfucker.
Here comes the Lincoln again. I move out of the light to a darker part of the street, giving him the opportunity to stop if he wants, and I know he wants to get into my pants. As usual my cock is rock hard when I think I'm going to score. Sure enough the car pulls over and the window goes down.
I check to see no one is around and approach the car leaning down and sticking my head in the window. "Hey, man, how's it going?" I say as I take in my potential lover--a nice looking man probably in his mid 40's, going bald, a moustache over full lips. Can't tell a lot about his body since he's wearing a suit. Doesn't really matter. I want what's in the pants. I don't give a shit what it's attached to as long as he pays the price. Actually this dude reminds me of my Dad. I love fucking a guy who reminds me of my old man. We never did anything, but I always wanted to.
"So what's up?" Not original, but it gets the ball rolling.
"Not much," he mutters. I can see him drinking me in, getting all hot and bothered about possibly getting in to this young boy's pants. "I just finished up work and decided to take a drive around."
"Hey, after work you must need something to relieve the stress," I offer suggestively.
"Yeah, I sure as hell do."
"So what do you have in mind, dude?" I look him straight in the eye and bring my one hand up to my mouth and begin licking my fore-finger, taking the tip in my mouth and sucking on it. "What do you think? Maybe I can help relieve that stress."
"Yeah, I bet you could! So are you interested?" he spreads his legs and rubs his basket
"You're not a cop, are you?" I always ask this question before any suggestion of money takes place.
"Fuck, no!" the guy looks horrifed.
I hurriedly open the door and climb in the front seat. I don't want this guy to get away. "Me neither. Just have to ask. Can't be too safe, you know." I spread my legs and show him the lump down my right jean leg, rubbing it openly. "So just what would relieve that tension?" I reach my left hand over and lay it on his thigh.
"What do you do?"
"Hey, man, that's up to you. What are you willing to pay? I like you, dude, but this is business."
"What will $50 get me."
"Man, for $50 I'll strip down and you can have your way with me as long as there's no kinky shit. I don't do S&M and I don't eat shit or any thing like that. Other than that I love it all. So what do you want?"
"First I want to see your young dick. How old are you?"
"How old do you want me to be? I got what your want, so does it really matter?"
"I guess not as long as we don't get caught. I don't have a place. Is there somewhere we can go?"
"Hey, I know a nice secluded safe spot where we won't be bothered. We can get naked and have a good time." I give him directions as I unfasten my jeans and push them to my ankles freeing my rock hard dripping cock, and then I scoot over nearer my John.
"My name is Vic." I take his right hand off the wheel and place it on my dick. "As you can see I like you a lot." I put my hand in his lap and grasp a handful of hard dick through his pants. "Looks like you like me too."
"You bet you're sweet ass I do, Vic."
"Once we get to where we're going, lover, you can check for yourself just how sweet my ass is if you want. So what's your name?"
"Jim." Why are most of the Johns always named Jim. If I didn't know better, I'd think every Jim in the world was queer as a $3 dollar bill and all of them wanting to get off in my mouth or ass or both.
"Well, Jim, you and I are going to have a real good time tonight. I'll make sure you get your $50 worth." I unzip his pants and stick my hand in through the fly of his pants and boxer's and free a nice real thick 8 incher-cut and dripping precum. This is going to be fun. Hope he ends up fucking my ass with this monster. I catch his oozing precum on my fingers and then suck it off. "Mmmm, you taste so good, Jim. Can't wait to lick it straight from that big beautiful cock of yours."
Jim immediately pushes the seat back as far as it will go, so I can get my head in his lap. "Go for it."
I give him the last instructions as to how to get to the private place I use. Then I immediately lower my head and take that thick piece into my talented mouth. I really polish that big flared knob with my tongue. When I go completely down on him taking every inch in my throat with one swift stoke, I heard him gasp, "Oh, fucking shit. Be careful or I'm going to cum before we get there."
I raise up and smile as I lightly stroke his wet cock. "We sure as hell don't want that, do we? I want this to last a while, Jim. That dick of yours is too fucking nice to make this a quickie." I begin shedding my clothes, leaving just my white socks on. For some reason that seems to excite a lot of guys.
By the time I have all my clothes off, Jim pulls the car into the deserted building and cuts the motor. "Damn," he whispers, "You are fucking beautiful."
"And hot for you, Jim. Let's get you out of those clothes." I crawl over and kiss Jim as I start to unbutton his shirt. He lets me work on getting his tie loose and shirt unbuttoned as we kiss and he plays with my randy prick. He cups my balls and reaches under and back to my twitching hole, rubbing it lightly.
I break the kiss and ask, "You like that, Jim?"
"Fuck yes, Vic. Damn, you are practically hairless. You going to give me some of your young boy pussy?"
`You're paying $50, Jim. I'm not giving it away, but you sure can have some if you want it. You want to go straight to fucking me or want to take some time before we get down to the main event?
"Let's take our time, baby." He leans forward and locks his lips to mine again. Our tongues do a juicy battle exchanging spit while I finally free his shirt from his pants. Ah his chest is hairy. God, I love hairy men. I dive down and begin kissing that fur making sure to suck each nipple until they're erect and sloppy. Jim works my cock for precum, which he uses to lubricate his finger and then stick it up my ass. As I nurse his nips, he finger fucks my hungry hole, massaging my prostate.
Breaking the kiss, I moan, "Oh, Jim, you're getting my pussy so hot. Let me suck that big dick of yours and get it ready to fuck my ass."
"Swing around, Vic. While you get my cock good and sloppy. I'll eat that pussy and make sure it's ready to be fucked.?
Jim didn't have to ask twice. I fucking love to have my ass eaten out. It's the next best thing to being fucked. So far I really like this guy. Hope he wants to see me again. If I really like a John, the next time we get together I let him come to my pad and spend the night. I live by myself since my parents wouldn't put up with my slutty ways. I make enough to cover the rent with lots to spare.
I climb over Jim who's laying on the front seat. As I lower my ass to his face, I gobble that big fucking dick of his all the way to the root. I don't have any problem deep-throating even the biggest cock. Comes with practice and the desire to please.
Oh fuck, Jim is really giving my horny hole a good rimming. Feels like his tongue is a foot up my ass. This guy loves to eat boy pussy! I'm giving his first rate head as well, and we're both moaning like nymphos at a gang-bang. Both of us are ready for the main event.
"Jim," I yell as I pull of his dripping cock, "I need your big dick up my ass now."
"How do you want it, Vic baby?"
"Just lay there, Jim, and let me do all the work. You just use those hands of yours on my tits, cock, and balls while I ride your thick meat." I turn around, line that dripping cock up with my hot hole, and impale myself on it in one swift move. I squeal in lust as I bottom out on that huge fucker. Fuck, this is what it is all about. I'm as happy as I can ever be with this monster buried in my hole. And to think I get paid for this.
Jim starts working my nips with his rough fingers as I begin to ride his pole. I'm moaning like a bitch, my head thrown back, just revelling in the intense feelings I'm getting. I make sure that motherfucker rubs my prostate on each in and out stroke.
Now Jim's hands are working my aching cock and balls. "Damn, you really love getting fucked, don't you, Vic."
"Fuck yes!" I groan as Jim slams his dick up into me as I'm coming down on that rock hard bone. "Ah, shit, yes! Fuck me, fuck my pussy!"
"That's it, Vic. Tell me how you love my cock up your pussy."
"Damn right I love it. Slam that big fucking rod to me. Fuck me raw with your big cock! Jesus, it feels so fucking good."
"Your pussy is so tight, baby. Do you want me to fill your pussy with my hot cum, Vic?"
My eyes snap open and I hurriedly say, "No, Jim, I want you to cum in my mouth. I want to eat your cum. Don't cum in my ass, okay?" I really love to eat a hot cum load and try to get all my Johns to shoot off in my mouth even if they fuck me.
"Hey, that's cool, baby. I love a guy to swallow my load. I'll let you drink all my cum and then you can climb up here and shoot your young load in my mouth.
Damn, this guy is too good to be true. He's paying me $50 bucks, his got a huge, fat cock drilling my ass, he's going to feed me his hot load, and he wants to eat my cum too. I sure as hope Jim becomes a regular customer.
"Oh, fuck, Vic! I'm getting close, baby. You better get off and take my cock in your mouth if you want my load."
I hurriedly pull off his oozing cock and take in in my mouth. Using my fist to pump that beauty while I swirl that dripping head with my tongue, I bring him off in my mouth and hungrily suck every last drop out of his pulsing prick.
"Oh, fuck yes, I'm cumming! Take my load you cock whore. Suck my balls dry!"
Jim tries to cram his dick down my throat, but I make sure just the head is in my mouth so I can taste his thick ball juice. He cums a fucking load, maybe four or five huge shots and then more dribbles out. He's a fucking cum faucet. It's all I can do to keep from shooting my load myself I'm enjoying this so much.
"Oh, baby, that's enough. You got it all and my dick is too sensitive. I can't take any more. Get up here and give Jim your hot cum load."
"You want to suck me while I eat your asshole out, Jim? I'd love to get my tongue up that hairy hole of yours."
"Go for it, you fucking slut. Damn, this is my lucky night."
Quickly I climb over Jim offering him my turgid prick. I pull his legs up and back and as he sucks me down to the pubes, I start eating that sweaty hairy hole. Oh, shit, this won't take long. He's got a talented tongue. Obviously he's no stranger to cocksucking. I pump my cock down his throat while I furiously tongue his hole. He's pulling on my nuts with one hand and pinching my right tit with the other. I am in heaven!
With I furious jab I lodge my cock in his throat and start shooting my hot spunk. He greedily nurses my pulsing prick, milking it for every drop. Collapsing on top of him I'm lost in the senuousness of the moment-for the moment fulfilled.
Letting my softening cock slip out of his mouth, Jim says, "Turn around here and give me a kiss, Vic."
This guy is too good to be true. After he gets his nut, he gets me off and then wants to cuddle. I eagerly oblige. Most Johns just want to get off and don't care about me. So I really enjoy a John who wants more.
"You're fucking great, Vic! You are one hot little stud puppy."
"You are fantastic yourself, Jim."
As we cuddled, Jim reached down and pulled a $50 dollar bill out of his pocket and handed it to me. "You really earned this, baby."
"I wanted you to get your money's worth. It is business, Jim, but I really enjoyed myself with you and that's not always true."
"So what's the chance we can meet again soon?"
"I was hoping you'd ask. Next time I'll let you come home with me and we can play in my big king-sized bed. How would that be?"
"Sounds like fucking great. I can think of a lot more positions I try fucking that ass of yours."
"Damn, I love that sweet talk."
Jim slaps my ass as he says, "I'd love to lay here with you in my arms longer, but I have to get home. The old lady will begin to wonder what's happened to me. Don't want to have to explain that I've just had sex with cute young boy and it was a million times better than any sex I ever had with her."
I pull out a business card and give it to him. Centered on the card in big, bold letters is "Selling It". In the bottom left hand corner in small case letters is "vic". In the bottom right hand corner is my number. Simple and to the point.
"I hope I will hear from you, Jim."
"Don't worry, Vic baby, you will and soon."
As we drive back to 3rd Street, I let Jim play with my cock. He has no problem keeping the car under control as he gives me a nice hand job. Just before we get back, I ask, "You want me to cum again?"
"How much, Vic?"
"This one is free."
He takes his hand off my cock and holds it in front of my cockhead. It only takes a few stokes before I fill his palm with another load of my hot spunk. As he stops the car, he licks his hand clean. I lean over and lick the last remnants of my load off his lips, then I'm out of the car.
I lean back in the window and whisper, "Call me, Jim."
"You can count on it!"
Then he is gone. I look up and see a late model pick up truck approaching. Guess I better display the goods. I am up for some more action tonight. Selling it requires stamina and I'm loaded with that. Besides I'm just a cock slut.