Date: Thu, 6 Aug 2020 11:23:39 +0000 From: revjpgibson@hotmail.com Subject: Boy Slut 18 BOY SLUT By Jesse Penfield Gibson AUTHOR'S NOTE: This chapeter is set in the summer and fall of 2000 Compliments, complaints, comments to revjpgibson@hotmail.com Please donate to Nifty. EIGHTEEN 15 1/2 years old (5' 10 165 pounds) Sexual Partners to date: 19 females 35 males 4 trans Sexual Encounters: 625 Patrick loved being in Key West with his father. Gary was his hero. He was everything Patrick himself wanted to be. He spent the summer fucking and partying. And then came the call. His mother had moved to Orlando and he was going to have to go back. It was a long bus ride back and dreary especially as he didn't want to go. When she met him, he was sullen and angry and didn't have a lot to say. Just to break the ice, she tried to draw out from him his experience in Key West but Patrick remained silent. How could she understand about Dylan? "So did you get tired of the constant pary?" she asked "No" "I did" she said "I didn't" "That's not how life really works, Paddy. Life is hard. It's unforgiving. You have to earn what you get. That life loses its charm after a while, I promise you." she said. "You don't have to fuck up your life. You can start trying to get your shit together" :"Fuck" he said She had a 2 bedroom apartment, his room directly across from hers. She talked about rules. No drugs, no alcohol, no fucking. Fly right. He laughed at her. It was just so fucking stupid. He was in the 9th grade, the bottom of the heap for high school A new school. He didn't a give a shit about school or academic competence. PE, shop and lunch were about it. He had some left over money from the summer and he stayed high as much as he could. Finding a hook up was easy. He gravitated to the bad kids. The stoners. The hippies. The dropouts. The queers. Pretty quickly, he was back in the pot business and other stuff. There was a blue haired girl named Rain that latched on to him. He thought she mostly wanted drugs but would give up her pussy to get them. He thought that was a fair trade. But she had a wild side. They were hanging out with a bunch of kids behind the gym, getting baked. She was coming on to him but being dismissive and insulting too. "You don't have the balls to fuck me right here" she said He laughed at her. "You think you're a bad ass but your're not: she said, punching him in the chest "You're a wus" He laughed at her again "Prove it" He pushed her against the wall of the gym, reached up under her shirt and got her bra off in nothing flat. He grabbed her tits, firm and medium sized, and then started pawing at her jeans as they all cheered. She got her pants down and he stripped down her lacy panies and turned her against the wall of the gym, undid his pants and fucked her doggy right there. Word got around and Patrick was invited to talk to the Vice Principal. He denied everyithing, lying smoothly. When he took out the 11th grade bad ass bully with a knee to the nuts and slamming him with heel of the hand, breaking his nose, he was at the top of the heap in the school heirarchy. The good kids, the smart kids, avoided him. He developed a posse of his own. His mom's new found pull toward respectability faded when she lost her job. She got massively drunk and railed on him but what a fuck up he was and would never amount to anything and how Patrick simply thought wiht his dick. "You didn't want me to be some virginal goody-goody did you?: he said to her 'No" "Then let's get fucking drunk" She got a part time job at an adult super store and back as a bar tender. She went back to not giving a shit what Patrick did and that was better. She also needed money from him. Patrick needed to pay his way. Selling pot generated cash. On the weekends, he hung out near the Pariiament House Resort, $25 blow jobs helped out too. Patrick was standing in the shadows, hungry, in partking lot of Parliament House after midnight. A man, trun, lean, not tall but well dressed, came in his general dirrection> He seemed a little drunk. Patrick almost involuntarily straightened up a bit and the motion caght the man's eye. He headed toward him. "Can't get a fucking blow job in there for nothing, not with those campy queens" he said, a bit of slur. "Bet I can from you, huh, stud?" "Probably you could" He reached down and tugged on his crotch and gave Patrick a bit of a leer. He told the boy to turn arounda dnthen complimented his ass. He asked if ithat ass had been fucked. "Not tongiht" Patrick answered. "You old enough to drive?" "I have a learner's" He smiled broadly. "Good. Come on" He had a BMW 3 series, black with a tan niterior, and Patrick sank behind the wheel, excited but a but nervous. He hadn't practcised drining much. They headed away from Patrliament House and turned on Colonial Drive and then another rurn or two to a large townhousee. The guy told him to come on and called him stud, which Patrick liked. He fumbled with the keys but opened up the door and they both went in. There was a bunch of photo and video equipement every where -- stuff like the the umbrella looking lights - Patrick looked around, "I am a pornographer my little junior stud" the guy said, movnig up against hiim, his breaht and body heat being shared "And I want to see you naked" Patrick pulled off his shirt. He was a young man. Biceps, pects, abs. A bit of a treasure trail un to his navel. He dropped his shorts down, stood there hard in a pair of boxer breifs, thick thighs and hairy legs below. He pulled down the underwear, showing his thick long cock and low rider balls and trimmed pubes. He had a firm round bubble butt. The man smiled. and leered Patrick reached otu and cupped his crotch and felt his hardness. "Now you" he said. He was in his 30's but fit and manly. PAtrick was attracted. The man had mothing to be ashamed of and wasn't ashamed of anything. He too was stiff and ahrd. Patrick sank to his knees and took his pole in his mouth all the way to the root. His nose nestled in his pubes, smelling his earthy musk and then slid back slowly, his tongue working the shaft. "You've done this before" he said. "Your're a slut and a whore" Patrick didn't respond. He worked on the cock. Tugged on the balls, Massafed the shaft with his hand as he worked to the head of it with his tongue. The man moaned and grabbed his head and pushed it down on him but Patrick didn't gag. He wasn't so hung he couldn't take it. He face fucked the boy and the boy had no trouble. "You a straight boy making a buck or you queer?" Patrick leaned back on his hauches . He hard on was pointing up. "I ain't straight" "So you're queer" Patrick shrgged. "I like dick. I like pussy. I like tits. I like girls with dicks and boys wiht pussies. I like getting drunk and getting high and tripping. I like fucking and I like getting fucked up And if you want to fuck me you can. I won't even charge you" "Too bad you're not 18" he said "I could do somethign with you" "I will be. And you can do something now" Patrick was on the bed prone with the man's weight on him, his fullness in his ass. He couldn't even reach his cock to stroke it as he got fucked but had to rely on the sensation in his ass for the whole of his pleasure. The man wasn't super hung but he had moves and that he lusted after Patrick so obviously turned him on. He just closed his eyes and felt the sensation of being penetrating, moaning when he had too. He encourated his older lover, told how he licked, how he wanted it. The man responded to the coaching, doing what Patrick said. After he grunted and unloaded n Patrick's ass, they laid on the bed side bu side, the man slowly jacking Patrick still rack hard dick. "My name is Shane. Well, my professional name. Shane Wood. I'm starting a business. Internet porn. I don't have any content up but I am working on it.That's what I was doing, scouting When I net you" "I think doing porn would be the coolest thing in the world. You're just doing gay?" "Yeah" Shane said "Hot boys like you. Older Legal." Patrick stayed the night and slept next to him, naked. They did it again in the early norming hours. Parrick talked a bit, telling him about his sexual history, about Dylan and how much he had liked that relationahip and how much metter it was to sleep with someboyd and waked up next to them in the morning. Talked about how much he loved sex. When he left the next day, Shane gave him some business cards to gvie to any hot legal aged guys that he saw. Patrick gave him his number too, figuring that Shane would want a repeat. But for now, he was a high school student. Bored to tears. Rain was his new friend. She bluntly told him that she didn't love him bust liked the way he fucked. And so he fucked her. 0ften. And she didn't care if he fucked guys too. Once after he had fucked her, Rain needed to piss so she just headed out to the bathroom naked. When she got back, she jumped on the bed laughing. She had passed his mother in the hall. Patrick laughed. It was funny. He told her that his mom might go after her. Later, after Rain had left his mom knocked on the door. He put on a pair of shorts and answered. "Tell your girlfiend to put on some clothes" "Why? She's not nice tits" he said, smiling. "You like tits" "I'm serious Patrick. I'm not kidding" He went and laid on his bed, his room a mess. "Fuck. Admit it, she's got nice tits" She looked angry and then there was a look of resignation. "She does. I talked with Jessie. She's moving to LA" "Why?" "She's 18. She's going..... she's going to go do porn" "Cool" Patrick said, sitting up "Cool. You wanna get high" She thought about it. "Yeah. I do" He lit a spliff and sucked in a lungful and passed it on to her. She looked at it briefly and took a toke. "I don't know what I thought would happen. I was your age, a little younger I guess, and all I wanted to do was party all the time and rub up against boys. And Gary was ... well, Gary was Gary. And then I got pregmant. And we tried and then you came along and then he left and I sometimes wonder what our lives would have been like if I hadn't been a fuck up as a parent" Patrick looked at her and laughed. "You got fucked up kids" "You don't understand" "Yeah I do. Everything's fucked up but that's who we are. Let's just be fucked up and enjoy it" "I don't guess we have any other choice" Rain's family were hippies. Hre mom had two male lovers, neither of them Rain's father, and there were a half dozen kids total and Patrick wasn't sure of who belonged to whom and wasn't sure they knew. They lived in an old farmhouse on a few acres that the city had grown up around. They had a large garden and fruit trees and animals. A farm in the suburns. They bitched that the neighbors complained about the rooster. They accepted that Patrick was Rain's lover. He got high with her stepdads. They were kidding him about not being full grown yet. Patrick insisted that he was fully grown. They made him show it. "Nice dick" the younger of the two, Keir, said. Patrick liked his full brownish-red beard. "Nice body" the older one, Damon, said. "And you're bi?" Keir asked "I'm everything sexual. I'm super sexual" They needed money. A lot of kids and not much money. Patrick gave them Shane's card/ There was a guy that worked at the adult super center with his mom that he gave a card to. And am 18 year old at school that was gay. Then Shane called him, wanting to meet up. "I've beem shootng content all week and I'm horny" he said He rode Shane, taking it in his ass, his own hard cock flopping on Shane's belly. He took Shane's load too. He laid there in the bed in the afterglow of the sex, still hard, having not cum. Shane was slowly jacking him. "Tell me your sexual fantasy" Shane said "No" Patrick said Shane started pumping him. Threesome? Yes. Foursome? yes. Casual sex? Yes For money? Yes. "Incest?" Shane asked "Yes" "Liar" "My dad fucked me. Twice" "Shit. And?" Patrick smiled. "Totally cool" "So tell me your deepest darkest secret fantasy?" Patrick looked at him and shook his head "no". He wasn't going to give him power. Because his fantasy were dark. He wanted to fuck sister again, except for money on a porn video. He wanted to fuck somebody really young, prepubescent. He wanted to be tied up. Gang banged. He wanted to fuck his mother. He was working on two of them. One was a little sister of Rain's that they called Squirrel. He wasn't sure if that was her real name or not. When he told Rain, she said that the Squirrel was only 10. "That's what makes it hot" he said