BOBBY I wasn't sure what was about to happen 'til I heard the john rip somethin' open, and I knew without even turnin' around that he was gettin' ready to put a rubber on over his _d_i_c_k_. If this had happened before today, I would have jumped up off that bed so fast it woulda made his head spin. Like I said before, I don't play pussy-boy unless it's for a cop.
But this was different. The whole scene had been different. I hadn't been in control of this one for a long time. But instead of gettin' mad or feelin' scared, I felt my heart leap up and beat in time with my throbbin' _c_o_c_k_. This was what the whole deal had been leadin' up to, and somehow I think I knew it all along. And for the first time in my young life, I wanted it to happen.
It's a strange thing to trust a stranger, and I never had before. You just don't ever do that in my game. You make him know right off the bat that what you say goes or he can just forget it, and you stay in charge for the whole transaction. But this Carl had been in charge the whole _d_a_m_n_ time, and I think I knew it. And for the very first time ever, I let a john call the shots. I was so into the whole scene by now that I just plain surrendered.
His lips on my butt were like fire and his hand made my _d_i_c_k_ so hard I thought I'd cum right then. By the time he'd got done finger-_f_u_c_k_in' me, I was as relaxed as a bunch of steamed broccoli -- everything except my _c_o_c_k_. None of the cops who _f_u_c_k_ed me, not even Officer Blake, had ever taken so much time or showed me my asshole could feel pleasure. There wasn't nothin' in it for me to enjoy, so I never cared when they _f_u_c_k_ed me. It was all about me lettin' them have it their way or they'd throw my ass in jail. They just shoved it in and got off. I was just a whore. Carl coulda done the same thing, and I'd of probably let him. But he didn't. He got me as hot as I've ever been, and showed me how much I'd been missin'. And for the first time I wondered if I ever gave a john anything at all when I _f_u_c_k_ed him except a _d_i_c_k_ up his butt. I guess so, since a lot of 'em came, but I never tried to please any of them. Not like Carl did.
I had no will of my own left. Just the wild desire to do whatever he wanted me to. And I knew that what he was gonna want me to do was give it up for him. But like I said, for the first time ever, I was ready to let a john take it, 'cause I wanted him to. I think if he hadn't climbed on my back, I would have begged him to do it. My butt was still smartin' from the spanks, but it wanted him inside it. It wanted that bad. I wanted it bad.
I felt his _c_o_c_k_ press between my sore ass-cheeks and I tried to relax as much as I could.
CARL I put my hands on Bobby's hips and positioned my _c_o_c_k_ between his glowing cheeks. The kid's asshole was so relaxed now that when my _c_o_c_k_-head pressed against it the lips opened and engulfed me. I groaned as his sphincter clamped down on me, but after a moment he thrust his hips back toward me and I felt my shaft sliding up into his heat. Before I knew it I was completely embedded in his butt. My balls lapped softly against his ass and he squeezed down on me hard. I yelped in delirium and put my lips against his neck. As I kissed him, he turned his head to the side and let me suckle his neck.
I wanted to see more than the back of his head. And I wanted him to see more than the dingy hotel room wall. Gripping his hips and thrusting up to make certain we were still connected, I pulled him down on the bed and rolled him to his back, turning my _c_o_c_k_ inside him like a corkscrew. I lay atop him, feeling his rigid _c_o_c_k_ against my belly; it was hard and wet. I took his golden hair in my hands and kissed his mouth. To my surprise, he threw his arms around my neck and kissed me back with heartbreaking urgency. I ground my _d_i_c_k_ slowly inside him as our tongues collided and his body began to push back rapidly.
Breaking the kiss I lifted his thighs up over my shoulders and rested his feet on my back. I looked down to see my _c_o_c_k_ sliding out of him, then thrust upward sharply. He groaned, and I began to _f_u_c_k_ him with greater intensity. He kept up a rhythm with my pistoning motions, pushing his bottom back to receive me and moving forward as I slid away so that only the head of my _d_i_c_k_ lay caught in his velvet ass-grip.
"Oh, god, yeah!," he moaned. "_f_u_c_k_ my hot ass!"
The words I'd waited all night to hear.
The droplets of pre-cum oozing from his piss-slit had become a steady dribble. I knew he was close, so I sped up my _f_u_c_k_ing, slamming hard against him and pulling back until I was almost all the way out before thrusting up again. With his calves over my shoulders he was completely unprotected and I began to slap his butt with both palms as I _f_u_c_k_ed him. The sound of wet smacks rang in the cheap room, and the boy yelped in pleasure every time my hands spanked his butt. He began to gyrate wildly on my _c_o_c_k_ and I felt my orgasm approaching.
Just before I came his sphincter clamped down hard on my _d_i_c_k_ and began to spasm. Against my belly I could feel his prostate pumping, and the sudden acceleration of movement from Bobby put me over the edge. Hooking upward sharply I exploded, filling the rubber tip of the condom with spray after spray of sizzling hot jism.
BOBBY I was still nervous about what was happenin', but when I felt his _d_i_c_k_ touch my asshole, my butt opened up and swallowed it whole -- like it just couldn't wait to be _f_u_c_k_ed! It's never happened to me before. I mean, usually I get real tense when a cop sticks his prick between my legs. But with Carl, I took his _c_o_c_k_ all the way in one big gulp. I keep makin' it sound like my butthole was a mouth or somethin', but that's sorta what it was like. Like my ass was suckin' him.
I couldn't believe what was goin' on. This was the best _f_u_c_k_in' _s_e_x_ I'd ever had! I guess I'm a kind of expert on _f_u_c_k_in' -- well, givin' a _f_u_c_k_ anyway -- but this john had a way with my butt that made it feel completely alive. It was like my _d_i_c_k_ was connected right to my asshole.
It was even better when he threw my legs up over his shoulders. Somehow it made his _d_i_c_k_ shoot right up my butt like a god_d_a_m_n_ arrow! I loved this! I felt like I wanted to stay like this for the rest of my life -- my butt off the bed and him goin' in and out of my teen-hole like a piston and my _d_i_c_k_ leakin' like a faucet. Like his _f_u_c_k_in' me was what I always wanted and never knew.
And when he started spankin' me again, I went wild. My bottom was still smartin' from when I was over his lap, and this was like lightin' a fire under my ass! Between the spankin' and the _f_u_c_k_in' I was so turned on I couldn't hold back any more. My _d_i_c_k_ shot the biggest load of cum ever, and when my asshole grabbed hold of his _c_o_c_k_ like a vise, he came too. We were both shoutin' and moanin', and he just kept spanking me the whole time. There wasn't anything in the world except his prong shootin' in my hole and my _d_i_c_k_ spurtin' like there was no tomorrow.
I guess this made me a pussy-boy after all. Well, _f_u_c_k_ it. If it felt this good, then I'd be the best _d_a_m_n_ pussy-boy ever!
The man lay atop the boy in exhaustion, the two sweat-soaked, naked bodies heaving and shuddering. Rivulets of perspiration flowed down Carl's back and down between the cheeks of his ass. He felt a spreading pool of warm semen between their bellies and he hugged the hustler tightly as his dribbling penis slowly began to soften in the still-tight grip of boy's anus. Their mouths sought each other and they kissed deeply, the teenager running his callused palms gratefully along the man's wet body.
Finally, they broke their kiss and looked at each other. Bobby was still tingling from the hottest _s_e_x_ he'd ever had, and he grinned sloppily at Carl, his eyes shining with a light the man hadn't seen when he'd picked the hustler up an hour before.
"Well, Bobby," the john whispered. "Was your time worth my fifty bucks?"
The boy laughed.
"Man, I should pay YOU!"
They chuckled, and rolled over, allowing Carl's now-flaccid penis to slide out of Bobby's dilated rectum. The man lay on his back and the boy rested his cheek on Carl's heaving chest. Carl played with the blond's matted hair with one hand as the other roamed down the slender body to cup one still-reddened cheek.
"Would you like to operate out of a better class of hotel?," the man asked.
The boy shook his head in agreement. Carl gently rolled Bobby over again and get off the bed. He reached for his empty wallet and extracted a small business card. He handed it to the hustler and smiled.
"Call me at this number tomorrow. You're worth a helluva lot more than fifty bucks an hour. If you like, I'll put you up at an apartment near the business district. I've got lots of friends who would love to spend an hour with you, baby. I'll pay the bills until you get going. You'll have a roof over your head and you can work your own hours. As much or as little as you want, as long as the rent gets paid."
The boy looked grateful, yet pensive.
"What's the matter, kid?"
"You aren't gonna take a cut? Fifty-fifty? You know, like -- well, like a pimp?"
Carl shook his head.
"Whatever you make, you keep."
The boy smiled brilliantly for a moment, and then the grin died on his lips.
"But what about you?," he asked softly. "Will I see you again?"
Carl leaned over the slim naked form and kissed Bobby's lips.
"Anytime you want, Bobby."
The boy flushed with pleasure. A sly grin stole over his features that Carl found utterly entrancing.
"I can be a real bad boy, you know. I might need a spankin' now and then."
Carl grinned at the hustler who, an hour ago, had never been spanked before. He could imagine the endless hours of carnal pleasure in store for them both. He held the boy in his arms and lifted him off the mattress. Bobby threw his legs around Carl's waist and smiled.
"You'll get one whenever you need it," the man reassured him.
"I might need it a lot!"
Carl was hoping that Bobby would say just that.