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Subject: New Kid On The Block, part 2, Gay, Adult-Youth If you enjoy these stories, consider donating to help keep the site up and running. You can do it here: https://donate./ I enjoy getting feedback. If you like the story, feel free to email me ail. If you didn’t like the story, I don’t want to hear it, so email someone else. New Kid on the Block Chapter Two By Butters2020 CJ was able to stay with the man in the Motel 6 for two nights. Then the man checked out. During those two nights CJ had more orgasms than he’d ever had from just jerking off. Well, it felt like that anyway. After they’d shared the pizza the first night the man introduced CJ to blowjobs. CJ didn’t think anything could feel better than the Lick Job he’d already had. He was wrong. Then the man got naked and CJ thought it was time to give the sidewalk a try. The man’s boner was enormous. CJ was certain there was nothing he’d be able to do with it. He couldn’t jerk it off-his hand barely fit around it. He couldn’t lick or suck it. When he put his face close to it, the smell overwhelmed him. Part piss, part something he couldn’t identify, but whatever it was, it was strong, overpowering. And holy cow the man looked like some kind of bear. CJ had seen men at the beach. He knew some men had hairy chests. But this man—he wasn’t just hairy he was furry! And not just his chest. Even his shoulders were covered in hair. His belly, too. Fur surrounded his cock and even covered his ball sack. CJ had no idea men got this hairy. Was this going to happen to him, too? Fortunately, the man was content to jerk his own cock while he sucked CJ’s boner. The fifth time he sucked the slime out of CJ’s dick, CJ’s nuts hurt. He worried that the man had broken them by making him cum too many times without letting him recharge first. His nuts ached for two or three hours after that fifth climax. He wouldn’t let the man suck or lick his dick any more until his balls stopped hurting. He was afraid the man would be mad, or force him, but the man seemed to think it was funny. By then it was after two in the morning and the man said he needed to get to bed anyway. The two of them went to sleep in the king-sized bed, naked. When CJ woke up he had a boner, just like he always did when he woke up. What was different this time was his boner was in the man’s mouth. He lay in bed enjoying the good feelings until he shot his slime and the man swallowed it, then he got up to pee, which wasn’t easy with a boner. That night was a repeat of the night before. Then the next day the man said he was checking out and driving back to Memphis. “Good luck, Kid,” he said. He gave CJ fifty dollars and told him to use it to chip in for gas and hitchhike home. CJ had no intention of going home. He’d turned off his phone the night he left home. He went to a McDonald’s next to the motel and got breakfast. He turned his phone on, expecting to see a hundred messages from his parents. Instead, he was greeted with a message saying he had no service. He checked the battery level but it was over half full. He turned to the group of old people drinking coffee at the table next to him. “Excuse me,” he said. “I’m having a problem with my phone. Can one of you try to call me?” One of the ladies smiled and took out her phone. He gave her the number and she punched it in. He waited for his phone to ring but nothing happened. “I’m sorry, it says the number I dialed is not in service,” the lady said. “Okay. Thanks.” He thought his parents might try to use the tracker app they’d put on his phone, which he’d disabled. Instead, they’d just had his phone turned off. He thought about throwing it in the trash with his breakfast wrappers but decided to keep it. He could still use it to call 911 if he had to, or he could sell it if things got bad enough. When he left McDonald’s he walked a mile or so until he got to Piedmont park. He saw some people playing frisbee and some kids kicking a soccer ball. A car pulled over to the curb and stopped. The passenger door opened and a kid about fifteen or sixteen got out. He could have been an older version of CJ-he had the same black curly hair, but his nose was blunter, and while his eyes were also brown, they weren’t the same dark, intense brown that CJ’s were. The car sped away once the kid was out. He saw CJ looking at him. “What are you looking at, Short Stuff?” “Nothing,” CJ said, averting his eyes. The older boy walked past CJ without saying anything else. He kept going until he got to one of the park benches, then plopped down on it like he was exhausted. He leaned back on the bench and tilted his head up to the sun and closed his eyes. After a few minutes of sitting on the bench he laid down and fell asleep. CJ had been up most of the last two nights doing sex stuff with the man. During the day he’d been walking around near the motel; the Man didn’t want to leave him alone in the motel room while he was at his meetings but had told him what time to be back. After being up all day and most of the night, CJ was kind of tired himself. After watching the kid for while he decided to copy him and stretched out on his bench five feet down from the other boy. Soon he was asleep. He didn’t know how long he’d been sleeping but the sun was high in the sky when someone shook him. “I’ve told you punks before; this isn’t the Holiday Inn! Wake up or move on!” CJ sat up. A uniformed cop glared at him. At the bench next to him another cop was rousting the other boy. CJ’s stomach growled and he needed to pee. The other boy shook off the cop. “Okay, all right! I heard you!” he got up and stretched and noticed CJ on the other bench with his own cop alarm clock. “You still here, Short Stuff?” CJ said, “Do you know where the bathrooms are?” The other boy gave CJ an appraising look. “You’re not from around here, are you?” CJ shook his head. “Come on,” the boy said. “Let’s find someplace more kosher.” CJ looked confused. “You know- less pork. No pigs.” He glared at the cops. One of the cops put his hand on his taser and the other cop put his hand on his cuffs. He turned to his partner. “When’s the last time you were called a Pig?” “Never. I think I saw it in a movie once.” He turned to the older boy. “Nineteen-sixty called, Caleb. They want their insults back.” So, the other boy’s name was Caleb. CJ followed him across the park. Caleb introduced himself and said, “The johns are over here. Well, the Johns don’t come by until after dark, but the toilets are over here.” CJ nodded. He could figure out what Caleb meant by the Johns who came by after dark. Caleb said, “Where you from, Short Stuff?” “Up North. I’m CJ.” They kept chatting as they went into the bathroom. Neither of them tried to hide the fact that they were scoping out the other’s junk while they pissed. CJ openly stared at Caleb’s meaty dick. It wasn’t as big as the penis of the man in the motel room, but it was much bigger than his own. CJ noticed that, while Caleb wasn’t the bear that the man had been, he did have some pubic hair over his dick. For his part, Caleb smiled at CJ’s smaller, balder penis. Each of them had something different john’s preferred. There would be no competition between them—assuming CJ was interested in offering himself for sale, that is. “You on your own?” Caleb asked as he shook the last drop of piss off his dick. He gave it a couple of strokes to see if CJ was interested in looking. He was. “Yeah,” CJ admitted. He, too stroked his dick, but unlike Caleb, doing so immediately produced a boner. He blushed and tried to put it in his boxers. “Nice one,” Caleb said. “Thanks,” CJ said, still blushing. They walked back out into the sunshine. “You got a place to stay?” Caleb asked. “Not anymore.” CJ told him about the man in the motel room. He was quite proud of himself, scoring a free place to stay, getting multiple orgasms AND fifty bucks. “Jesus Christ, Short Stuff! You mean you let this guy diddle you a dozen or more times over two days and all you got was fifty dollars? You’re giving it away, man! You and me, gotta talk.” CJ hoped that talk would include an offer of a bed for the night. “Where do you live?” he asked. “Nowhere.” “Where do you sleep at night?” “Nowhere,” Caleb said again. “It’s not safe to sleep at night. Not on the street. That’s when you get beat up or robbed or raped and shit. I sleep during the day.” “Oh.” “And when I work, I don’t give away no dozen jisms for a measly fifty dollars, either. You suck me, thirty dollars. I suck you, thirty dollars. You fuck me, fifty dollars. You want me all night long, a a hundred bucks. Little no-pube squirt like you could get more’n that, easy.” He spit in the grass. “Fifty bucks for twelve jisms. Jesus.” CJ didn’t tell Caleb, but he would have let the man give him all those cums for free. They felt GREAT. But if he could feel great AND make thirty dollars for each one of the cums, that would be even better. He said, “Where do you find people to pay you to suck your dick?” “They find me,” Caleb said. “I can show you if you’re sure you want me to. But you need someone to show you the ropes. Don’t go getting in every car that pulls up to you or you’ll end up in the morgue or in some trailer park tied to a bedpost. And some of these guys ain’t exactly movie star material. Can you get it up for a three-hundred-pound bald guy with six teeth?” “Sure. I’ll close my eyes and pretend it’s you,” CJ said, grinning. “Ha, ha and ha. Okay, Slick, that’s great for when he’s giving you cebeci escort head. S’posing he wants to kiss you?” CJ made a face. He’d never kissed anyone but his mom and that was on the cheek. “I don’t know how to kiss,” he admitted. “Or suck dicks. Or anything, really. All I’ve ever done is jerk off with my friend.” Caleb shook his head. “You don’t need to be on the streets, Short Stuff. Go home or turn yourself in to Social Services.” Caleb was the third person who told him to go home and he was getting tired of it. “If you won’t help me, I’ll figure it out on my own. I just hope I don’t end up tied to a bed post in some trailer park.” He left Caleb and walked back to the McDonald’s where he’d had breakfast that morning. He was about to order some chicken nuggets and a coke when he realized it might be a while before he could go number 2 again. He went to the restroom to take care of that. The bathroom had one urinal and one stall and the stall was occupied. A man stood next to the urinal. “Are you waiting for-?” CJ pointed to the stall. The man shook his head and spoke to the closed stall door. “Hurry up, Ambrose! Someone else needs to use the toilet.” “Okay, Daddy!” The man smiled at CJ. “Sorry. He’s just pissing but he doesn’t like the urinals.” CJ didn’t know what to say. He nodded. “What about you? Got a bashful bladder?” Wow. Small talk is one thing but asking if he couldn’t piss in front of people or if he needed to shit was more than small talk. CJ pretended he didn’t hear the man. The stall door opened and a little boy came out. The man reminded the kid to flush but before he could the toilet flushed itself, amazing the kid. While the man helped the boy wash his hands CJ went into the stall and took care of business. A few minutes later he left the bathroom and went to buy his nuggets and coke. He was fishing his wallet out of his pocket when the Bathroom Man handed a credit card to the cashier. “My treat,” he told CJ. “For making you wait, before.” CJ was conscious of his budget so he didn’t even try to protest. “Thanks,” he said. Then, because he felt like he owed the man, he added. “I can pee in front of people.” The cashier walked away to fetch CJ’s food. The man said, “So, no problem whipping it out if someone’s watching, then. Good for you.” His food came and the man went back to his table with his son. CJ ate his lunch (or was it supper? What time was it, anyway?) Each time he looked up at the man, the man was looking at him. CJ wondered something and spread his legs. The man seemed to perk up. CJ reached between his legs and scratched his balls. The man’s eyes were aimed beneath CJ’s table, watching him scratch. Then he looked back up at CJ and smiled. CJ’s nuggets were gone. He finished his coke and threw his trash away and then went back to the restroom. Before going inside he turned to look at the man. The man was still looking at him. CJ went inside the bathroom. A few seconds later the door opened and the came inside followed by his little boy. CJ stood in front of the only urinal, but not so close that the man couldn’t see what he was doing. He unzipped his fly and took out his dick. “See?” he said. “Not bashful at all.” “Yes,” the man said. He put his hand on the top of his son’s head and said, “See, Ambrose? That’s how big boys pee.” Ambrose didn’t seem very interested. He ignored CJ and played with his Happy Meal prize. The man reached behind him and locked the bathroom door. CJ hadn’t noticed the lock before. The man smiled and said, I drank a lot of soda. Is there room there for both of us?” The man unzipped his fly and pulled out a hard cock. CJ’s eyes grew big. He said, “Thirty dollars?” The man stopped smiling. “What?” CJ said louder, in his little boy voice, and without the question mark this time. “Thirty dollars.” The man said, “You’re charging me to take a leak? It’s not even your bathroom.” The man took a couple of steps closer to CJ. “Nobody charges me to piss. You must be trying to charge me for something else. Is that it?” CJ was confused. Had he misread the situation? “I, I thought. . . ” “You thought? You know what I think? I think I ought to tell the manager that some kid’s in the john offering to suck dick for money.” “I’m not!” “Then what are you asking me to pay you thirty dollars for?” “Nothing!” “Oh. So, you’re gonna suck my dick for free, is that it?” “What?” “I said, you’re going to suck my dick.” The man grabbed CJ and pushed his head down toward his hardon. “No,” CJ said but he was ignored. The man grabbed his boner and rubbed it against CJs mouth, which was clamped shut. “Open up you little slut,” The man said, his voice very different from the friendly chit chat he’d used when he bought CJ’s supper. CJ reached out for the man’s dick but instead grabbed his nuts and squeezed as hard as he could. The man yelled and let go of CJ’s head and slapped at his hand, but CJ only squeezed harder. The man stopped slapping CJ’s hand and slapped his face instead. CJ twisted the man’s balls. The man kept slapping at CJ but collapsed onto the bathroom floor. As he went down CJ let go of his nuts and ran to the door. He unlocked it and left the man and his son inside, one curled in the fetal position, the other playing with his Happy Meal toy. CJ didn’t stop running until he was back at Piedmont Park. He saw Caleb on the same park bench he’d been napping on earlier. He was eating a sandwich. A bottled water was next to him. CJ went and sat next to him. He was breathing hard after running nearly a mile. In between breaths he said, “Sorry I was jerky before.” Caleb looked at him and took another bit of his sandwich. CJ said, “I tried to do what you said. Ask thirty dollars for sex stuff. It didn’t work out so good.” He told Caleb what happened in McDonald’s. As he talked Caleb rolled his eyes. He shook his head at first but when CJ told how he squeezed the man’s nads, Caleb nodded his head in approval. He said, “Next time don’t blurt out a price until the guy comes out and says he wants to sex you up. Make him be specific, too. Everything has to be his idea unless a night in jail appeals to you. Never know who’s a cop.” “Okay,” said CJ. “And don’t go to McDonalds for supper, Short Stuff. There’s a mission down the street. Free grub every night. Save your money for other things.” “Like what?” “Rubbers. Beer. Drugs. Replace shit that gets ripped off.” “Oh. I don’t do drugs or drink beer. Not yet anyway. I don’t have anything worth stealing. And . . . a rubber would just fall off my dick. I guess no one would be interested in paying thirty cents for my dick, never mind thirty dollars.” “Are you for real? No one is that innocent. Go home Short Stuff.” CJ gave Caleb a dirty look. “Okay, okay, home isn’t an option.” He took a swig from his water bottle. “The rubbers aren’t for you, they’re for the johns. Although not everyone uses them. Hell, some of the guys don’t even ask the johns to use them. It’s up to you. And you have no idea how much money your little cock is worth. I’m jealous. I wish I wasn’t so hung to be honest.” CJ couldn’t help looking between Caleb’s legs. “How hung are you?” he asked. “I don’t have a horse cock. But it’s probably more than you could handle. Over six inches but thick. I mean THICK.” He picked up his water bottle and put it in front of his crotch and made jack off motions with it.” It was CJ’s turn to roll his eyes. “I don’t think so.” “Maybe not,” Caleb conceded. “But it’s close.” CJ didn’t tell Caleb that he’d like to see for himself how thick and big it got when it was hard, but if Caleb saw the lump in CJ’s lap he probably figured it out. Caleb still thought CJ was too young to be living on the streets. Certainly, too young to be hustling. He wouldn’t last a week. Hell, he wouldn’t last a day. He wasn’t just too young; he was too innocent. Too na�ve. His clumsy attempt to hustle the guy at McDonald’s was proof enough of that. But it was clear he wasn’t going back home, wherever home was. If Caleb didn’t take him under his wing, then by the end of the week CJ would be in jail, dead, or hooked on smack and part of Big Tony’s stable of boys, which was worse than being in jail or in the morgue. Caleb learned long ago that it paid to only care about one person out here: himself. But CJ reminded him of a younger version of himself. He even looked like Caleb looked when he was twelve, back when he was still innocent. Before he’d become jaded after three years on the streets. Caleb would have become one of Big Tony’s boys if someone hadn’t looked out for him. What the hell, pay it forward, right? And the kid got hard every time he looked at Caleb, which was kind of sweet. He said, “If you’re sure you won’t give home another chance, then come on.” He tossed the empty water at an overflowing garbage can where it bounced off the rim and landed on the ground. Together they walked across the park toward the setting sun. The sun had gone down hours ago. CJ stood close to Caleb next to the other guys on the street. Some of them were near Caleb’s age. Some were in their twenties. None were as young as CJ. Caleb said, “If I go with someone, either walking around the corner, or in their car, don’t wait for me here. Go down to the gas station and wait there until they yell at you to leave, then get an Uber to take you to the 24-hour Walmart and wait there for me. I mean it. Don’t give me any of this ‘I can take of myself’ bullshit. I don’t want çeşme escort you on this street corner by yourself. Understand?” CJ wasn’t about to argue. The truth is he was scared to death. The other guys had already demanded to know who he was. And some black guy had yelled at him, saying he couldn’t be there at all without his permission and only boys who worked for him could be on the corner. Caleb had told him to piss off and told CJ to stay away from Big Tony. Cars slowed down when they drove by the guys on the corner. Sometimes the same car would drive by two or three times before stopping in front of one of the boys or men. When it did the guy it stopped in front of walked over to the car. The window rolled down and the boy leaned over the open window. CJ couldn’t hear what was said. Sometimes the guy got in the car. If they couldn’t agree on a price, or if the driver wanted to do something the boy refused to do, the boy returned to the sidewalk or the car drove off. When that happened, the boy spit at the car or flipped the driver a bird. Around midnight a car pulled up to Caleb. “Wait here,” he said to CJ. “And remember, if I leave you go to the gas station or Walmart.” Instead of waiting, CJ went with Caleb to the car. The passenger window rolled down. The driver was a man in his late 20s or early 30s. He wore glasses and had a receding hairline. A beer belly hung over his fastened seatbelt. He wasn’t great looking but he wasn’t hideous, either. Just a normal looking, slightly overweight guy. He reminded CJ of one of the teachers at his school back home. The man looked hungrily at Caleb. Caleb said, “Hi.” “Hey,” the man said. After a few seconds of silence Caleb said, “Is there something you need? You lost? Need directions? Or is there something else I can help you with?” He grabbed his crotch and leaned against the door of the car, putting his head in the open window. CJ took a step closer to the car, standing next to Caleb. “Yeah, there’s something you can help me with,” the man said. “I need to get off. Can you help me with that?” “Maybe. What do you have in mind?” “How much to have some fun with each other?” “There’s all kinds of fun. Mutual oral is sixty.” The man’s eyes left Caleb and darted to CJ. He licked his lips. “How much for both you and your brother?” CJ said, “We’re not-” “One hundred just to watch us. One fifty if you join in,” Caleb said. “That’s oral only though. More than that and the price goes up. He’s still a virgin and if I break him in it’s gonna cost you.” “How much if I break him in?” CJ grabbed Caleb’s arm. “That’ll cost you a knife in your ribs,” Caleb said. “Okay, calm down. One fifty it is.” He leaned over and opened the car door. “I’m at the Motel 6.” Caleb got in the front seat. When Caleb nodded at him, CJ opened the back door and got in. The same pimply faced twenty-something guy was working the front desk when they entered the lobby at the motel, but if he recognized CJ he gave no indication. When they were in the man’s room he opened a little brown glass bottle and held it to his nose and inhaled deeply. CJ whispered to Caleb, ‘Is that cocaine?” Caleb tried not to laugh. He didn’t bother whispering when he replied. “No, Short Stuff, it’s poppers. Usually, they sniff it while they’re having sex but this guy must like to get a head start.” The man held the bottle out to CJ. “Try some,” he offered. CJ looked at the bottle, then at Caleb. “Maybe later,” Caleb said. “You’re on the clock, Mister and we charge overtime.” The man unbuttoned his shirt. “I didn’t know boywhores had a union.” Caleb pulled his shirt over his head. CJ stared at both of them. Caleb gave him a gentle kick and CJ took his shirt off, too. His eyes kept going back and forth from Caleb to the man. The man was okay. He wasn’t furry like the other man had been. He kind of had man boobs, but nothing gross. They were kind of sexy, to be honest. He had some hair on his chest that tapered down his belly. He took his pants and boxer briefs off and CJ was freaked out. The man’s dick was hard and unlike anything CJ had ever seen: the head was covered in skin. Caleb’s chest was similar to CJ’s in that it was smooth. Even his armpits were smooth, even though Caleb was so much older. It occurred to CJ that he didn’t know how old Caleb was. He’d guessed he was fifteen or maybe sixteen but he didn’t know and he couldn’t ask him in front of the man, not while they were pretending to be brothers. His tits were pointy like a girl’s. The nipples were pert and distended, which CJ thought was neat. He knew girls liked to have their tits sucked on and he wondered if Caleb liked it. His own nipples were basically indistinguishable from the rest of his chest except for the color. He suddenly felt like a little boy and out of place. He knew that when Caleb cummed, his dick wouldn’t ooze out the slime that his little dick did. It would be real semen. Caleb pulled his jeans down and looked pointedly at CJ, silently telling him to do the same, but CJ was suddenly ashamed of his immature penis. He reached for his belt in slow motion, watching while Caleb stepped out of his blue boxers. He’d been exaggerating when he said his boner was as big around as the water bottle but not by much. It was huge to CJ’s eyes. Caleb’s boner was literally twice as thick as CJ’s, perhaps more. And easily twice as long. While it made CJ feel embarrassed at his smaller size it also filled him with lust. He was harder than he’d ever been with Brandt, even harder than he’d been when his dick was being licked and sucked last night. He wished the man who reminded him of the math teacher back home wasn’t there. He wanted to just do stuff with Caleb. But Caleb was only naked in front of him BECAUSE the man was there. Would he be naked with CJ if he wasn’t being paid to be? Which reminded him, he was the only one not naked. Ashamed or not, he had to get his clothes off. They were both looking at him, waiting. He unzipped his jeans and pulled them off. His hard little cocklet stuck out of the fly of his boxers, The man said, “Nice!” and uncorked the little brown bottle again. Even though the bottle was a couple of feet away the sickly-sweet smell still reached CJ. Caleb reached over and pulled CJ’s boxers off of him. When they were both naked the man said, “Start out by making out for a minute.” He took another whiff of the poppers. Caleb said, “They’re your brain cells, not mine, but you might want to go slow with that shit.” The man didn’t answer him but sat in the computer chair and started stroking his cock. “Get on the bed and make out.” He said. CJ followed Caleb onto the bed. He kept looking at Caleb’s big boner. The man said, “Never seen it before, Kid?” Before he could answer Caleb reached for CJ’s chin and redirected his gaze, gently turning his face from Caleb’s dick to his eyes. “Kiss me,” he whispered. CJ had never kissed anyone but his mom. He just looked at Caleb, who, still holding CJ’s chin, leaned down and pressed his lips against CJ’s, then stuck out his tongue and ran them over CJ’s lips, which parted in surprise. Then Caleb kissed CJ properly, open mouthed, with tongue. CJ’s dick twitched in response. He put his arms around Caleb, then his legs too. He wrapped his body around the older boy and humped him like he was a naughty dog at a family gathering. Caleb reached for CJ’s hip and pushed him away. He didn’t want the boy to cum too soon, not knowing how quickly he’d be able to do it again. He’d never charged anyone $150 before and didn’t want to ruin it in the first five minutes. The man said, “Let the kid have his fun.” Caleb released CJ’s hip and the boy was on him again in a flash, humping him. The man said, “Put your dick up between his legs, Big Bro.” Caleb rolled onto his back and pulled CJ onto his belly. The younger boy never stopped grinding his little boner into Caleb’s belly. Caleb’s hardon jutted up between CJ’s ass cheeks. The man climbed on the bed with them and licked Caleb’s balls while CJ humped him. Caleb had learned long ago what noises turned on the johns. He moaned while the man lapped at his nuts. Apparently the johns weren’t the only ones it turned on. CJ mewled in response to Caleb’s moans and humped him harder. The man left Caleb’s balls and reached for CJ’s ass. He spread the boy’s cheeks and licked at his virgin hole. The boy cried out in surprise, then in delight, then he groaned as his cocklet spasmed against Caleb’s belly, coating it in a thin veneer of slime. He rolled off Caleb and looked back at the man. “What was that? What did you do?” “You liked that, did you? Your brother never rimmed you?” “I told you,” Caleb said. “He’s new to this. All of this.” “Sweet,” the man said, grabbing his throbbing cock. “This is going to be a whole night of firsts for him. Come give Daddy a blowjob, son,” CJ looked at the man’s boner and then at Caleb’s. He said, “Can I give . . . my brother a blowjob instead?” The man’s voice got hard. “Your brother isn’t the one paying a hundred and fifty dollars. Suck him on your time. This is my time.” He grabbed CJ by the leg and yanked him over toward the foot of the bed. “Either suck my cock or beat it. Without your clothes.” CJ looked at Caleb. “I tried to tell you to go home, but you wanted to be here,” he reminded CJ. “It’s okay. Suck his dick, Short Stuff. And call him Daddy.” CJ twisted around until his face was at the man’s crotch. Precum leaked from the piss slit. Had the man slimed, cim cif yapan escort too? CJ ran his finger over the goo on the head of the man’s cock. He felt Caleb nudge him. He grabbed the hard cock in front of him and licked the goo off the head. The dick had a funky, musky smell. Or maybe the aroma was coming from the man’s balls. “That’s nice, son, but don’t just lick it. Put it in your mouth.” CJ opened his mouth and then closed it again. “I don’t know if I can. Daddy. It’s big.” The man ran his hand over the back of CJ’s head. “You can do it, baby boy. Take it slow.” CJ opened his mouth again and place his lips against the mushroom shaped head of the man’s cock. He sucked and the head of the cock went into his mouth. The man made a noise. It wasn’t a moan of pleasure. “Teeth! Watch the teeth, son!” CJ wanted to say, “sorry” but he had a mouth full of penis. He mumbled ‘mmkay” the best he could and opened his mouth wider. He allowed the man to feed more of his cock into his mouth. CJ started to gag and pulled back automatically. “Shhh,” the man said, as if CJ had been talking too loud at the movies. He pushed more of his dick into CJ’s mouth, but slowly, giving him time to adjust. Only half of it was in the boy’s mouth but that seemed to satisfy the man. “Use your tongue, baby. Lick Daddy’s cock.” CJ followed instructions. It wasn’t as bad now as it had been. His own little hardon had never gone down after he’d cummed on Caleb’s belly. The man spoke to Caleb. “Play with your brother’s dick while he sucks me, but don’t make him cum.” CJ felt Caleb’s fingers manipulating his boner. He groaned while the man’s cock was his mouth, which the man seemed to like. “Yeah, son. You’re a good little boy. Keep licking it right there. I’m gonna give you your first taste of spunk.” Caleb said softly, “He’s gonna nut in your mouth. You don’t have to swallow it. Just let it ooze out of your mouth if you want to. Whatever you do, don’t puke on him.” The man was moving his cock in and out of CJ’s mouth, putting more of it in his mouth, making him gag sometimes when he put too much of it in. “Here it comes, boy.” CJ smelled the now familiar scent of the poppers. CJ got scared and tried to pull off but the man grabbed the back of his head and kept face fucking him. “Nnnh. Take it boy. Take Daddy’s spunk, you fucker. Take it, boy whore.” With a grunt, a lot more than slime erupted from the man’s cock. It hit the back of CJ’s throat first, then more filled his mouth. He tried to spit it out but the man’s boner still filled his mouth. He swallowed some in spite of himself, which left room in his mouth for the next spurt that the man’s dick spit out. Meanwhile, Caleb was whispering, “it’s okay” over and over, while he rubbed CJ’s back. Finally, the man pulled his dick out of CJ’s mouth and he spit the rest of the cum out onto the bedspread. The man got off the bed and back onto the office chair. “Goddam that was good.” He looked at Caleb. “You haven’t got off yet.” “I’m good,” Caleb said. “I’m not. Fuck him while I recharge.” “The one fifty was for oral only.” “I want to see you fuck him. I’ll pay an extra fifty.” CJ said, “One hundred. You’re not turning me into a whore for fifty dollars. One hundred extra. Two fifty total.” He spit on the bedspread again. Caleb said, “You heard him. Two fifty. In advance.” The man got his wallet and counted out seven twenty-dollar bills and two fives. He walked over to the nightstand next to the bed and set them next to the alarm clock. On the way back to the computer chair he milked a final drop of cum from his dick and smeared it on CJs lip. When he was seated he said to Caleb. “Now fuck him.” “I need some lube,” Caleb said. The man said, “Spit on your cock. I’ll lube his ass. He likes the way I do it.” He got back on the bed and grabbed CJ’s legs and spread them. “Caleb?” CJ said, his voice raised in fear. But then he was mewling again when the man lapped at his anus, flicking his tongue against the twelve-year-old’s rosebud. “Oh, man!” he said, all thoughts of being face fucked forgotten. “Keep doing that!” The man alternated between fast flicks and slow licks, using lots of spit. Then he inserted his tongue into the boys ass, making him gasp. CJ reached for his rigid dick and stroked it. Caleb watched the horny boy and his own dick responded, growing harder. The boy’s ass was slicked up, but Caleb doubted he’d ever inserted anything in it before and the man’s tongue wouldn’t prepare him for Caleb’s thick cock. While the man rimmed CJ he reached for the boy’s nutsack and fondled his tiny balls, rolling them between his fingers. The boys fingers flew over his boner. “Oh fuck,” he piped. “I’m cumming.” Before the slime could shoot out of his dick the man abandoned CJ’s ass and sucked the boner into his mouth, sucking this clear jizz into his mouth. CJ bucked his hips into the man’s mouth, groaning incoherently in his little boy’s voice. Once more the man returned to the office chair. “Fuck him!” he barked at Caleb. “Take his cherry.” Watching CJ cum had made Caleb harder than he’d been in a long time. He spit on his cock again and knelt between the smaller boy. “I’ll go slow,” he promised. He aimed his thick hardon at the boy’s hole and pushed. CJ’s eyes had been closed but they opened wide now. Caleb eased his cock inside the younger boy. “Ow! Stop it!” “It’s okay, Push like you’re taking a shit,” Caleb said. “Fuck him. Fuck him. That’s it. Shove your cock in him,” the man said, He was getting hard again and playing with his boner. CJ pushed at Caleb’s hips. “Please stop.” “Push,” Caleb said again. “You’re not pushing.” CJ tried to do what Caleb said and it helped some, but Caleb’s dick was so big. The man moved the chair so he could get a better view. “You like that son? You like your brother’s cock in you?” “No,” CJ said. “It hurts.” “It’ll stop hurting in a minute,” The man said. “I remember the first time my brother fucked me. It hurt me too. But then I liked it. Would you rather I fucked you, son? Do you want to feel Daddy’s cock going in you? Oh, baby, I want to fuck you so bad.” “No!” CJ said. “I want Caleb to do it.” Caleb agreed. First, no way was this guy fucking CJ. Second fucking CJ felt incredible. He’d stop if he had to, but he hoped the boy would soon adjust to it, maybe even enjoy it. Because goddam, Caleb was sure enjoying it. He kept pushing into the boy until all of him was inside, then he paused, letting the boy get used to having his guts full of a hard cock. “You okay?” he said. CJ was panting. “I don’t know. I think so. You’re dick is huge. It really hurts.” “You’ll get used to it, I promise,” Caleb said. He reached for CJ’s dick, which was no longer hard and played with it. CJ opened his eyes and said, “You got tits like a girl.” Caleb smiled. “Only cuz you make me so horny. You wanna suck them?” “No,” the man said. “Don’t suck them. Pinch them. He hurt you with his cock. It’s only fair that you hurt him. Pinch his titties. Pinch them hard.” Caleb winked at CJ. “Do it,” he said, then whispered, “I like it.” CJ reached for one of Caleb’s nipples and pinched. “Ow!” Caleb said but winked again. “Harder!” the man said. “Hurt him like he hurt you.” Caleb nodded and CJ pinched the nipple as hard as he could. Caleb moaned and resumed his fucking motion. CJ gasped and let go of Caleb’s nipple. “Keep pinching my tit,” Caleb moaned. Just then CJ felt something inside him while Caleb fucked him. It still hurts, but not as bad. Caleb’s cock was rubbing something in him. CJ had no idea what a prostate was, but he was discovering what happened when his was stimulated. Caleb’s cock rubbed CJ’s prostate again and the younger boy’s cock came back to life. He pinched Caleb’s tit again, making the bigger boy fuck with more vigor. The man saw CJ’s dick harden, saw him attacking the bigger boy’s nipple and he jacked his adult cock faster. “Chew his titty, boy. Make him pay for fucking your virgin ass.” CJ obeyed. Caleb made it easy for him by lowering his chest to the boy’s eager mouth. CJ sucked and chewed on the nipple while Caleb plowed his ass. Then without touching himself, CJ’s boner erupted, blasting slime onto his belly and onto Caleb’s pubes. CJ’s high-pitched moans sent Caleb over the top. “Gonna nut,” he growled. The opened bottle of poppers was suddenly shoved under his nose. Before he realized what he was doing, he inhaled. He gave a final thrust and filled the smaller boy’s ass with his seed. The man had left his chair to shove the poppers under Caleb’s nose. Now he spewed his own load onto their faces. The boys lay in bed panting. The man stood next to them, also catching his breath. He said, “You can take a shower before you leave. 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