Date: Tue, 1 Jan 2008 14:15:12 -0800 (PST) From: R Ranger Subject: Latchkey Kid Turns a Profit Chapters 5-8 Warning! If you are not of legal age to read stories that contain erotic subject matter or you are offended by erotic subject matter contained herein do not read any further. All rights to this story are reserved and retained by the author. This story is a work of fiction protected under applicable copyright laws and may not be reproduced without the express written permission of the author. Comments and critics on the story are welcome and may be directed to E-mail: bn2rumpranger "at" yahoo "dot" com Subject line: Latchkey Kid Turns a Profit Latchkey Kid Turns a Profit By Randall Rumper Chapter 5: The Butthole Bandit Christmas was over and 2008 was now only days away. I continued revisiting that first New Year's Eve encounter with Jimmy Connor almost three years ago; a time that had been most fulfilling for us. That New Year's weekend 2004 had been one of those turning points in our young lives. The tryst led to future sexual engagements with Jimmy as well as business a partnership. I was looking forward to our annual New Year's Eve party, so we might ring in the New Year for the third year in a row with great gusto. My memory of that first fuckfest was truly vivid. I wanted Jimmy to pound my pooper again the way he did that first time he cornholed me on New Year's Eve 2004. Since that first anal encounter Jimmy and I had grown in age and wisdom; moreover, we learned much about sex during that time. The New Year 2008 would be our last semester in high school; thus, we awaited New Year's Eve 2007 with eager anticipation. After that there would be no more fuck fests as we had come to know them. In June 2008 my sister, Jimmy and I would graduate from high school and be off to college in the fall. All of us on full scholastic scholarships, but there was one more New Year's Eve fuck fest before we began our final semester of high school and journey into adulthood. As I lay on my bed that afternoon the day after Christmas listening to music from the gifts I'd received there were visions of hard cocks dancing in my head. I was reliving those orgies of yesteryear orgies as I stroked my cock. Since that first orgy with Jimmy I had engaged in sex with many men as well as women who wanted me to satisfy their sexual desires. I was known for my talented tongue as well as my delightfully delicious and tantalizing dick. My cock wasn't one of those mammoth pieces of man meat that you read about in erotic stories or see in x-rated pornography. My dick, although a little larger than average, was not the eight or ten inch Johnson we read about or view in pornography. I'd learned how to make the best of what I was given at birth and not bellyache about any shortcomings. My tongue and cock had gained me somewhat of an overblown reputation throughout the teenage underground social network. My magnificent scepter, according to most, was a thing of beauty and much desired by both men and women. The rumor mill ran rampant with tails about the Butthole Bandit. Rumor had it that there was this special person somewhere in the East Bay area who could bring great sexual pleasure to both men and women with his magical wand and seductive tongue: the Butthole Bandit. The bandit was supposed to be a giant of a man; a professor of sex education who could bring about earth-shattering climactic orgasms to men and women alike. From the beginning I'd left procurement and management of my talents to my sister. Jimmy and Tommy Connor also helped out. There job, among others, was to protect me from myself and others. They were to ferret out possible undercover police officers who would surely want to send all of us to prison for my innate ability to bring great sexual pleasure to others. My sister who had become my general managers immediately got a cut of my earnings. She received twenty-five percent as my general manager and money market manager. Jimmy received a fifteen percent finder's fee as my procurement manager; however, he only received his money after I had a chance to meet a client in person and then consummate the union. Tommy was a part-time procurement agent as well as video editor who got ten percent. When he acted as a male prostitute he got the same cut as me. Janie had invested all the monies from our earnings in investment portfolios that yielded hefty returns. As we all received allowances from family there was never any suspicion raised as to where the money came from that was invested. We would reap our financial rewards years down the road while we still had money to spend for our leisure. As a seventeen year old I was in great physical shape; moreover, my asshole was still tight and intact, and I was disease free after almost three years of blissful sex. What a ride it had been for me, my sister and best friends. We had all received an education about life, sex and people that most would never know. Chapter 6: Paranoia and Rumors There was a degree of paranoia that was beginning to haunt us about our brothel business. We were vigilant not to be infiltrated or discovered by undercover law enforcement. We lived in the post 9-11 era of snoops; snoopers at every lever of government all trying to justify their jobs. Of course, like all schools there were constant rumors running rampant that there were undercover confidential informants at our school. They were there to weed out drugs and drug dealers, identify gangs and gang members if there were any; however, of late, the new job was to find out who was being touched in an inappropriate manner by other students or adults. The sex police had infiltrated schools all the way down to the Kindergarten level, trying to discover whether any children had been touched inappropriately by other classmates, adults or parents. They were monitoring the Internet, especially chat rooms, trying to trap and arrest sexual predators. Of course non of us had any problems with authorities trying to identify child molesters, predators and pedophiles, but to try to identify and apprehend students doing nothing more than experimenting sexually was way over the top. In fact, we cheered as the television cameras caught the sickos arriving at young boys or girls homes to engage them in sex. Another rule of engagement I had insisted upon for the business was that no client under sixteen be brought to one of our for pay orgies. Although I'd broken into the business prior to sixteen I never accepted money from any person under sixteen for sexual favors, and that was really two years too early. After the 2007 New Year's Eve party there would be no future clients under eighteen allowed. There were reasons why we didn't keep a set of books about the business and why we edited out all faces and identifying markings on client's bodies. We didn't want anyone in our videos to be identifiable or any hard evidence around that our business of sexual education and pleasure existed. We felt that the only way we were going to be convicted of any sex crime was if we were set up or one of the clients told their parents. The latter would be a war of believable words. The most likely was for us to be infiltrated by an undercover informant. We had taken a blood oath that if we were ever discovered we would disavow any ties with the business or that we were sexually active. Janie was our legal advisor as she intended to become a medical malpractice attorney when she graduated from college. She had researched all the legalities for us and gave us a firm rule to live by if arrested. If we were ever to be arrested for anything: shut the fuck up and request and attorney immediately. That is probably the best advice any person can be armed with in today's society. None of us had yet to be arrested or even questioned. Not even a traffic citation. We all had squeaky clean records. We were looked upon as students and young people of impeccable character. We had made a decision that after the 2007 New Year's Eve fuckfest and once we got into college there would be no more orgies that included anyone under the age of eighteen. Chapter 7: The Scare We had our first and only scare during the second annual summer slumber fuckfest 2006. After having anal sex with Tommy, who was endowed with the largest cock of all of us, the seventeen year old boy he was fucking discovered blood coming from his rectum when he finished. Needless to say we all were fearful. Scared shitless that Tommy had really fucked the kid up internally with his big horse cock. None of us knew what to do, so Janie made the bold move to call dad at the hospital. She lied, explaining that I had told her I found bright red blood spotting on my toilet paper when I wiped. He asked if Janie could, in the spirit of medical evaluation, check my butt. She had the injured boy turn over on his stomach whereby she inspected his ass. She reported back that there appeared to be no sign of trauma to the naked eye. Then dad requested to speak to me. When I got on the phone dad ask me if I'd been experiencing constipation of late. To which I replied after a brief pause ^Ö yes. I'd read that when one is constipated and passes large turds that passing large fecal matter could cause anal fissures. When dad heard that I'd been constipated he told me not to worry he'd bring home some stool softener medication from the hospital later for me. He suggested that I take a SITS bath in the meantime to try to relieve any discomfort, and to put more fiber in my diet. After the phone conversation with dad ended we had the young man take the prescribed SITS bath, and told him that my dad was bringing some medication home if he felt the need. We observed him and told him that if he felt he really needed to see a doctor that my dad would see him when he got home. The kid didn't require any further medical attention so we were all relieved. From that day on Tommy was discouraged from using his humongous tool and to be careful cornholing younger boys in the future. Tommy had fucked me one time about six months earlier and for me that was the last time. His cock was just way too thick to really enjoy. Hell, he required a magnum condom and that was stretched. He had thickness that the women enjoyed more so than guys. Jimmy and another boy were my two favorites with whom I enjoyed sex. Jimmy was different; he had the smallest cock of the group. He was more than just a fuck. He was the closest thing to a true friend and lover that I had to that point in my life. He had accepted the fact that he was gay by the time he turned sixteen; whereas, I was still trying to figure out who and what I was in life. I enjoyed eating pussy and fucking women, but I also savored those sexual encounters with guys. I took great pleasure in getting my cock sucked by the right guy. I had found that many guys had an innate ability to give better head than women. My personal opinion is, women know how to best please a woman sexually and men have a better understanding of pleasuring a man. When Jimmy and I slept together many times we simply enjoyed holding each other, fondling the other's manhood as we spooned each other. Although I didn't kiss any of my clients Jimmy was different. We could lie in bed and make out for hours on end and not get tired of it. Jimmy's nipples were super sensitive. I could on occasion playing with them get him off. Although I enjoyed having my nips played with and sucked I didn't think mine were as receptive to touch as Jimmy. Even though Jimmy wasn't circumcised I had gotten past that and began sucking his cock as often as he sucked me. We would tease each other's glans with our lips and tongues making each other growl with great pleasure. With much practice we both learned to perform anilingus on each other with great gusto before fucking each other. Chapter 8: New Meat My cell phone went off jarring me from my afternoon slumber back to reality. With my free hand I flipped it on to answer the call while my other hand continued stroking my hard cock. The caller was Jason, a junior on the varsity wrestling team. He wanted to know if I was doing anything over winter break or going to any parties for New Year's Eve. I lied telling him I thought I'd stay home on New Year's Eve. He asked if he might come over so we could practice some wrestling moves for the January 08 wrestling invitational. I lied again, putting him off by telling him that I didn't feel well, but if I got to feeling better I'd call him. We disconnected and I went back to dreaming about the coming New Year's Eve party. Wrestling for me was simply a way to keep in shape. I wasn't into the sport like some of the others who were competing for athletic scholarships. High school wrestlers, swimmers and gymnastics were, as far as I was concerned, the sexiest looking guys around. The wrestlers and gymnasts bodies were totally ripped and sexy. There was just something about rolling around on the wrestling mat with another boy grappling that made me feel so alive. For me wrestlers were the sexiest of all athletes, and wrestling was the most sexually fulfilling for me without actually engaging in sex. When my opponent and I began grappling my mind was focused on the moment, but many times I was overtaken by the powerful aroma of my competitor's body ^Ö real sexual turn on for me. Sex for the day was me lying on the bed stroking my schlong. I couldn't get Jason's call out of my mind. Although I'd known him since he started school as a freshman in 2005 we had never developed a close relationship. There was something about him that I couldn't put my finger on; something wasn't right. He was a tall good-looking kid with black close cropped hair, but he appeared older than his age for a junior. We were both on the varsity high school wrestling team, but in different weight classes. We also had played on the school baseball team. I had seen him many times around the locker room after practice naked. He had a nicely put together body, totally cut, and one hella nice looking dick. We had showered together after practice a few times where I thought I caught him eyeing my body while I eyed him. Jason had one of those indescribably magnificent appearing pieces of man meat. The first time I saw it I wanted to drop to my knees and perform CPR on it. I wanted to take it into my mouth breathing life into it and then have him fuck me senseless with his fully inflated member. His cock hung limp about five inches, maybe the thickness of a flashlight battery, but the thing that set his dick off from others was the awesome looking circumcised cockhead, truly a thing of beauty. A crimson colored glans that was kind of broad across the tip with a darker coronal ring at the base. Maybe it was the dark treasure trail running down from his neat innie belly button to his pubic bone that enhanced the image of his cock. Dark pubic hair was a great turn on for me, and always seemed to make a cock look bigger and better. Maybe it was the fact that the head of his flaccid dick hung past his darker scrotal sac. Who knows what it was, Jason had a great looking cock. The more I lay there thinking about it the more I wanted to taste Jason's prime cut USDA meat, but more than anything I wanted him to fill my ass with it. Did I dare take a chance? Was my paranoia driving my decision not to take a chance with Jason? Or was it my commitment to Jimmy? Mom interrupted my thoughts calling from her car telling me that she was on the freeway heading towards the city to meet dad for dinner after he got out of surgery. She said that it maybe midnight or later before they returned home, so Janie and I should order a pizza for dinner. I got up from the bed and pulled on a pair of Levis to go find Janie. I could hear that she and a girl friend were swimming. I approached them poolside to tell my sister that mom and dad wouldn't be home until late. She told me that she was going to stay overnight with her friend. That left me alone for the night. If it had been another time I would have invited Jimmy to send the night with me, but he and Tommy were still up north visiting relatives. They had spent Christmas with their grandparents and were now visiting an aunt and uncle on the way back. The boys were due back sometime on December 30th for the big New Year's Eve party. With no one around to keep me company I decided to call Jason back and invite him over for the evening. I figured we could practice some wrestling moves and hopefully get better acquainted. I flipped the phone on and hit Jason's number. He answered, so I told him I was feeling better and wanted to know if he wanted to come on over for the afternoon and evening to practice, to which he eagerly accepted my invitation. I hung up and called the pizza place for delivery. I figured I'd feed him and then we'd practice. After practice I'd see if wanted to do some Xbox 360 gaming. I'd received some new games for Christmas that I hadn't tried out yet. I figured that without Janine around I might learn more about Jason while we practiced and gamed. Janie and her friend came in from the pool and told me that they were heading to Kristy's house. I reminded them that I'd ordered a pizza. They said no thanks as soon as they showered to wash the chlorine off their bodies they were dressed and gone. The door bell rang; it was the pizza guy. I paid him giving him the usual tip before sending him on his way. I no sooner put the pizza box on the kitchen counter than Janie and Kristy reappeared each taking a slice of the pizza before departing. The house was soon silent and then the door bell rang again. This time it was Jason with his backpack in tow. Damn, he looked and smelled great. I invited the tall dark handsome teenager in. He was wearing a white IN-N-OUT BURGER T-shirt, Crew cargos and sneakers. I showed Jason into the kitchen and offered him some pizza. He declined saying that he didn't need to gain weight that he was pushing the weight limit. Also, he didn't want to practice wrestling moves with pizza on his stomach. I put the pizza in the fridge until later. Jason asked where to change into his wrestling singlet. I showed him my room. I told him that I'd have to wrestle in shorts as I left my singlet at school. He joked that we could just wear jock straps as we were alone. I said that I was cool with me if he wanted to wrestle that way. We both got into our jocks. I couldn't help noticing what a nice ample ass Jason had and the bulge in the front of the jock. Once we were in our jock straps I showed Jason where the wrestling mat was located in the large bonus room over the garage. We pushed the furniture away and rolled it out. Then we took positions on the mat. Jason was a varsity wrestler in the 171 pound weight class while I wrestled varsity in the 152 pound class. Jason was taller and out weighed me by two weight classes so it was easy for him to get me on the mat with pins, but I made him work for them. The more we worked out the more we perspired. I was enjoying the manly aroma from Jason's perspiration. In fact, the scent was making me down right horny. I was becoming slightly aroused and trying with all my strength to keep from getting pinned. As we grappled for power positions my opponent noticed the arousal in my jock. Our hands were all over each other's bodies, including our bare asses, what a sensuous feeling. Jason asked me if I needed to take a break. We broke and sat on the mat looking at each other breathing hard. God Jason looked so hot with the sweat glistening off his dark body and smelled great too. I asked him if he wanted a bottle of water or for me to get the towels. He opted for both before we began talking about this and that for what seemed like hours, but in reality it was only a few minutes before the phone rang. I got up off the mat to answer the phone on the wall. Mom was calling to let me know that she and dad would be staying San Francisco for the night. I hung up and returned to the mat with Jason. I asked Jason if he wanted to stay over. To which he quickly respond with a yeah, but he needed to call his mom. He asked me where he was going to sleep. I told him with me if he didn't mind sharing a bed with me. Jason got a big smile from ear to ear on his face. We rolled up the wrestling mat, put it away and put the furniture back in place. Once that was complete we were off to my room. I showed Jason the big bathroom that my sister and I shared. The bathroom was equipped with two sinks, a sunken bathtub and large walk in shower. As I showed him the bathroom I got him a fresh bath towel from the linen closet. He stripped off his jock and slipped into the shower. I watched as he closed the glass door. God, there was something about him that was so alluring. I wanted to step into the shower with him, but I refrained. After I took my shower we went downstairs for a piece of pizza. I popped two pieces in the microwave and heated them up. I retrieved two Lipton diet green teas from the fridge before we headed back to my room. Once back in my room Jason asked me to rub a kink out of his neck and shoulder. I had Jason lie on his stomach across the bed where I began massaging his neck, enjoying every touch of my fingers to his skin. I wanted to bend down and tenderly kiss his neck making it feel better. Then I wanted to roll him over and suck his beautiful dick. Within a few minutes Jason was fast asleep. I'd have to wait a while longer to see if engaging in sex with Jason was in my future.