Date: Sun, 8 Dec 2019 18:12:00 +0000
From: Andrew Passey <andypassey69@gmail.com>
Subject: The Foster Boy Part 9 (Young Friends)

The door opened as we went back in and Greg was there, "you really do have
an amazing body, I'm tempted to try and increase the price" he said to me
with a smirk. I flashed him a look of hatred but also realised it was
important to make him think I didn't know anything.
"Well I'm fairly sure you lied and I'm not going home, and I'm going to be
schooled in the arts of sex, but why?"

Greg shrugged, "Money. The group I work for make millions if not billions
selling boys to the rich and powerful. It's just the way it is, over the
next couple of days I'll be watching and assessing who you are the best
match for. There's no escape, I take no pleasure in this, it's just my
job".
He then turned to Andy, "how did the oral sex training go?" He asked.
"Pretty good, he's got some previous experience, certainly did a good job
and seemed to enjoy it, I've no idea who you've got lined up but so far I'm
not sure he's going to be one of the sobbing and screamers like some we've
had". Andy replied. I knew Andy didn't mean what he was saying but it still
turned my stomach, how many boys had been through here? Been mistreated? I
didn't want to think about it.

Greg looked thoughtful, "Interesting, that's useful as the timescale has
shortened I'm afraid. So move on to Anal. Go hard,  I want you to teach him
how to receive it, don't worry about being gentle, I want to see how far to
push him. See if you can make him scream. Later let him do you, see if he's
able to perform. I need to decide tonight where he goes, then tomorrow it's
time for last minute finishing touches before we pack him off".
Andy looked shocked, "tomorrow?!", "yes, I don't know why but it's orders
from on high, so you better make a start. You looking forward to this are
you Matt?" Greg asked with a nasty smirk.
I sensed Greg was testing me, seeing if he could break me already, talking
like I was a piece of meat to be traded in the market. Fuck him, he wants
to play a game, well bring it on.

"Actually I am, I mean this isn't how I envisaged my first time, but it's
not like I've not been thinking about it recently. I'm well developed for
my age, I've done dick sucking, fucking is the next step. Are you staying
around to watch?" I asked Greg. He looked at me with an unreadable
expression.

"Interesting, maybe there is more steel in your that Mary and Pete thought.
Well be my guest, I'll leave you to it but don't worry, I'll be watching".
He said.
"Fine, how do you want me Andy" I said grinning through my fear, anger and
nerves as Greg left the room. Andy smiled and mouthed, "well done,"
"Ok, lube is the most important thing about anal sex. It's dry up there and
it's not great for either side if it's not well lubed. So for this first
one get on your front on the bed and I'll do you from behind."
I did as I was told, shaking wit nerves as I felt the cold lube on his
finger run around my hole and then into it , causing me to gasp.
I waited and I felt his hard dick pushing at my hole. "Push back, like
you're having a shit" he said. I did so and then with a gasp of pain
through gritted teeth his big dick slipped in. He pushed all the way in and
whispered, "sorry, I'd be gentler if I could". He started to fuck me, there
was a fair bit of pain. My hole had never had anything up there before and
a thick 6 inch dick was a shock to the system. I moaned and grunted, as did
Andy. The pain wasn't crippling and every now again and it almost felt
good. I started to make appreciative noises, not out of enjoyment but
playing the role.
Andy didn't last too long before he shot in me with a big cry, I felt his
cum coating my insides, a strange feeling.
I was still playing the game. , "that was amazing, do me again!" I said
feigning enthusiasm.
Greg's voice came over the speaker, "do as he says Andy, this time, as
rough as you can be, slam into him as hard as possible"

Andy waited to harden up and this time pushed in really roughly, and then
started pounding me, I thought it was painful before but this was another
level but as he pounded me I started to feel like I might cum. My dick was
hard and dripping, and each time he hit me inside part of me jumped.

"Fuck.... mmpph.....me harder...nngngng...I can take it" I said loudly as
he hit me harder and harder. I started to really squeal and moan, from
enjoyment as well as the pain, I suddenly realised I was going to cum from
being fucked. Fuck it, I might as well let Greg know.
"Fuck.....oohhh.....I'm going to
cum.....fuck....FUCK...mmppphm....FUCK.....FUUUCCCCKKKk!" I screamed as I
splattered the bed with my cum and Andy did in me soon after.
We got our breath back and Greg walked in, "Ok it seems you were right, you
do love it, Mary and Pete had no idea you were a bum boy" he said a little
bit nastily. He looked at Andy intently.
"Andy, I think he's ready, I want to see if he can fuck you, but I reckon
we can pack him off tonight, I've made my decision, unfortunately I'm
taking a slight hit on it money wise but actually it's hard to find boys
who enjoy it so at least I can keep this one client happy, am sure the next
boys through will be sob and screamers and we can sell them on."

Things had moved quickly, I'd been expecting a three days of this but
seemed I'd be out of here soon. Was that a good thing or not?

Andy taught me how to lube him up well and then my hard dick, then I took
him from behind as he did me. I slipped in easily, he moaned, I guessed
from enjoyment not pain but hard to say.
 He was so tight, I'm afraid to say it felt really good and I enjoyed it,
it didn't take long before I shot a load of cum in him.
Then it was done. Andy whispered "well done" and Greg came in to the room.
"Well done Matt, you actually leave tonight so get showered and dressed" he
said.
"To where? To who?" I said slightly panicked.
He smiled, "you've won the lottery, well the child trafficker one. You get
to fuck and be fucked by a 14 boy old, the alternatives were pretty brutal."
It didn't feel like I'd won the lottery but an hour later when I was being
driven to the airport I guessed it could have been worse. Not that I knew
how bad this would end up, my life had taken such a crazy turn it was
impossible to process everything....