Date: Mon, 20 Nov 2023 14:31:58 -0500 From: James Karvonen Subject: Song of the Lonesome Steel Rails: 52 "Will you stop fidgeting." Madame Eustis exclaimed as she applied rouge to Bobby's cheeks. Bobby sat there on a chair in Madame Eustis room while Madame Eustis was doing her thing. Already his dirty long blonde hair had been combed back to shoulders. He definitely needed a haircut, his last haircut being when he was at Pine Island industrial School for boys. Bobby settled down, while Madam Eustis continued to applied makeup to his face. Finally she finished, stepped back and looked at the finished product. "There now, that should make clients happy. You definitely look like a girl now." Madame Eustis finished dressing Bobby in a sexy chemise and skirt. Bobby grunted when she tightened the final strings. "All right dear boy, you're ready to go. " Bobby breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't like sitting in Madame Eustis's room while she applied makeup and dressed him like a girl. But at least now the uncomfortable ordeal was over. Now he could go out into the main lobby and join the others while the clients for tonight's New Year's party came in. Little Lucas and Josh were already in the lobby with the other girls welcoming the clientele in. There were robust cigar smoking businessmen, and laborers. One of the skimpily dressed girls was walking around the group carrying a circular tray of illegal alcoholic beverages for those who wanted a drink as as a celebrated. The glasses containing the alcoholic beverages was quickly dispersed only to be replaced by more booze as our minutes ticked on. The small lobby was crowded, but that was to be expected being that it was New Year's Eve and everyone wanted to party, celebrate and make love with one of the girls or the three boys amongst them. There was a paid musician who was playing ragtime on the piano living up things within the room. Already little Lucas, dressed in only in his new year's diaper, was sitting on a bearded man's lap wow the man licked the back of his neck and bared shoulders. Josh was already mingling with some of the clientele within the crowd of men celebrating the New Year's party. The table was filled with food and every now and then one of the guests would grab a plate pile up the plate with food to eat while he mingled with the other guests and whores in the brothel. There was dancing and loud boisterous laughter among the guests within the main lobby. It was the type of festive atmosphere that Bobby would never forget. As the hours ticked on towards midnight Bobby mingled with the guests laughing and telling jokes those who seem to be taking a interest in him. As the minutes ticked on the celebration got even more lively. Just about everyone wanted to wait for the New Year to roll in before they did their thing with either one of the prostitutes or one of the three boys. As they were waiting for that moment to arrive, a man approached Bobby. He was a tall thin man, with a thin mustache and lean facial features. He wore a derby and was dressed in an expensive suit. "And how are you doing sweetie? " Bobby looked at him, and like he had been taught gave him his most seductive smile. "I'm doing alright, what about you sir? " " I'm doing just fine. " The man replied. "And what might your name be? " Bobby knew right then and there that was a pickup. This was what he had been trained over the last couple of months to expect. "My name is Bobby, and what might your name be sir? " " Bobby, you're a boy? " The man asked somewhat astonished. Apparently he thought that he had been talking to a cute 12 year old girl. "Yes sir, does that disappoint you sir? " Bobby asked. To prove to himself whether or not Bobby was a girl or a boy, the man reached down and slid his hand down between his legs, and started groping around. When when Bobby felt the pressure against is genitals he felt the beginning of a warm tingle. "You are a boy, aren't you? " The man asked given Bobby's cock and balls one last gentle squeeze through the skirt that he was wearing. " Yes sir, does that disappoint you? " Bobby asked. " Not at all, I was kind of hoping for a boy. I noticed that the other two boys in this establishment are already being entertained. " The man replied. Bobby smiled. I guess he was going to picked up after all." He concluded. " Why are you dressed up like a girl?" Man asked. " Because that's what Madame Eustis wanted me to do. " Bobby answered. " I see. " The man nodded. "And how old might you be? " "Twelve sir, " Bobby answered. As the hour of the New Year's approached, the countdown began. " 60, 59, 58, 57, 56. " A chorus of voices filled the room. Bobby and the man joined the other voices that had filled the room, " 55, 54, 53, 52, 51" the voices continued. It wasn't long before they reached the final 10 seconds. In unison everyone was now shouting 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, and finally 1. " HAPPY NEW YEAR! " Just about everyone in the room shouted. And then the song 'Ole Lang Syn' began. Everyone was singing and swaying in unison as the year 1932 dissolved into 1933. After the song was over, everyone started congratulating each other, patting each other on the shoulders and embracing them. And then even more drinks were passed around, vodka, beer, and of course champagne. Before long everyone would be basically intoxicated depending on how much they drank. Being that it was New Year's Eve, even Bobby who usually didn't drink decided to drink something. When one of the whores came around with the tray of alcoholic beverages, Bobby reached out took a glass of champagne. The bubbles tickled his mouth and nose as he took casual sips of the drink. "My name is Anthony Depaugh, do you happen to have a room to yourself or do you share a room with someone else? " The man asked with a definite French accent Bobby watched as he took a long sip of the champagne that he was drinking. He belched then set the glass to the side. "I share a room with another boy, but he's over there so I guess for now my room will be empty. " " Well that is good to know' Anthony nodded. "Excuse me for a second, while I make arrangements with the madame for your acquaintance over the next couple of hours. "Anthony said. Taking another sip of the champagne that he was drinking, the frenchman casually walked over to Madam Eustis. For the next few minutes the two talked diligently with one another. Bobby knew what that meant, because he was about ready to be picked up by the Frenchman who he had just met and had casually introduced himself to him earlier. After a few minutes of negotiation with Madame Eustace, the Frenchman walk back over to him. Smiling he said " It's already had been arranged, I have you for the next 3 hours." Bobby nodded and finished his drink. The champagne that he had been drinking had made him a little tipsy, though not quite drunk. He sat the glass down on the table then accompanied the Frenchman through the main room, lancing over at Josh who was talking with two men more than likely wanted to spend some time with him that night. Little Lucas will still be oggled by three other men who were laughing and appeared to be enjoying the little diapered boys company. "Take me to your room. " Anthony directly. He tenderly grasped Bobby's hand. Anthony look like he had money so probably hoped that or whatever time that he spent with a man you would make some money. Of course he would have to give a certain percentage of that money to Madame Eustis for his room and board. That was all part of the arrangement that he and Josh had originally been made with her a couple of months ago when they first arrived with Daisy. " Follow me monsieur, and I will take you there. " Bobby answered. Madam Eustis had instructed him and Josh to address the numerous Frenchman who visited the establishment with monsieur as a motion of respect. He headed toward the stairway that led upstairs to the bedrooms. The Frenchman followed him. Once up the stairs, Bobby led Anthony directly to the bedroom that he and Josh shared. Once in the bedroom the Frenchman closed the door behind him. "You look beautiful as a girl, but I would much rather see you as a boy. " The Frenchman told him with a distinct French accent. "Now if you would, kindly remove your garments so I could see you as you really are and not the girl that you are making yourself out to be. " Bobby was more than happy to get rid of the chemise and the other garments that he was wearing. As the Frenchman stared Bobby slowly and seductively started to undress. Within seconds he stood before the Frenchman completely naked. He watched as the Frenchman stared almost lovingly at his now nude body. His beady eyes moved up and down his body exploring every inch of him, starting with his back. He gestured Bobby to turn around then at his front taking in just about every inch of him. " Do you like what you see monsieur? " Bobby asked. He had already become erect, his slender 4" erection proudly jutting straight out from his almost hairless mound. The fact that he had an erection seemed to please the Frenchman even more. " Yes, I like very much what I see. " The Frenchman answered. Now it was Bobby's turn to watch as the Frenchman slowly undressed. Within seconds he stood before Bobby as naked as the day he had been born. The Frenchman's thick slightly curved uncircumcised veiny cock angled upwards a good 7 inches or so from the thick vee of pubic hair that fanned upwards at the root of his cock. The protruding pinkish glans from drawn back foreskin glistened with pre-cum. Bobby could see right then and there that the Frenchman was very much aroused. But like most men that he had been sexually involved with that was a common occurrence, something that was to be expected. " Now Cherie do you like what you see ? " The Frenchman asked. " Yes sir, " Bobby answered wanting to please the Frenchman. The more positive comments that he could give the Frenchman the more money he could earn spending time . He could see Frenchman's eyes once again roaming up and down is lithe young nude body. " So, how might I be of service to you tonight kind sir?" It didn't take long for the French man to decide what he wanted to do." First of all Cherie l would like you to lie down on your stomach so that I can start my exploration of your beautiful body. " Bobby eased on to the bed, rolled over onto his chest and stomach. He slipped both of his hands underneath his chin, his elbows winging outwards. He was feeling a little tense, not sure what the Frenchman was going to do to him. As he laid there on his stomach he felt the bedsprings move beneath him as Frenchman eased on to the bed with him. He straddled the back of his legs then leaned over towards him. Jutting out his tongue he started to tenderly lick the back of his neck and shoulders. To Bobby, what the Frenchman was doing to him felt kind of funny. He began to squirm a little as the Frenchman's warm wet tongue continued to slither over the back of his neck and shoulders. Easing back a little the Frenchman placed both of his hands on his shoulders, and gently started to massage them, squeezing and kneading causing Bobby to let out a soft moan of pleasure. He could feel his tense body slowly beginning to relax as the Frenchman's gentle but firm hands move down over his upper back to his lower back and thighs. And then Bobby felt the Frenchman's hands, thumbs pointing inwards cupping his soft well-rounded bottom cheeks. Slowly they squeezed and massaged his cheeks spreading them apart and back together again several times. And then the Frenchman's hands spread Bobby's bottom cheeks apart as wide as they could go. A second later he felt the Frenchman's tongue slithering down over his tailbone, then even lower between the crack of the twin globes of his bottom cheeks. The tip of the Frenchman's tongue kept slithering downwards between the crack until finally made contact with the puckered ring of his bottom hole. What Bobby was now feeling could only be described as extraordinary. When the tip of Frenchman's tongue started slithering around and into the pucker opening, Bobby hot anus, Bobby couldn't believe it. Nobody had ever done that to him before. The tingling and sensitivity that Bobby was now experiencing was almost unreal. He let out a soft moan and started to squirm a little. But the Frenchman's tongue kept moving, darting and twisting deep into his puckered opening. His penis have become virtually rock hard pressed up against the mattress and his lower stomach. The Frenchman kept going darting, sluicing, and slithering his hot wet tongue this way and that way. "Ahhhh." Bobby heard himself cry out. He felt himself moving closer and closer to his sexual release. If only the Frenchman would stop, he thought but the Frenchman kept going. His tongue delved deeper and deeper into his hot gaping opening touching the most sensitive parts. When the tip of the Frenchman's tongue touched Bobby's prostate, that's all it took for Bobby to have for the most gut wrenching orgasms quite some time. His cock swelled and started pumping away between as it was sandwiched between his lower belly and the mattress that he was lying on. He could feel his hot boy cum spurting out beneath him making what could only be described as a slippery mess between his tense body and the mattress. Feeling Bobby's sphincter muscles twitching rapidly around his impaled tongue, Frenchman thrusted is tongue even harder and deeper into Bobby's hot twitching inner depths. "Ahhhh!" Bobby cried out one last time before his hot almost violent orgasm came to an end. He just laid there on his chest and stomach on top of the mattress gasping for breath. The Frenchman finally slithered his tongue out of Bobby's still twitching bottom hole. Without saying a word he rolled Bobby over onto his back and then grasping is now slippery flaccid penis opened up his mouth and took the entire length into his mouth pursing his lips tightly around the upper shaft and circumcised head. This time he started sucking and bobbing on Bobby's cock as if there was no tomorrow. Bobby once again found himself moaning and squirming to what the Frenchman was now doing to him. He didn't know whether he was coming or going because he was in such a high state of what can be only described as undeniable sexual pleasure. The Frenchman was an connoisseur in the art of sex as far as Bobby was concerned, even better than some of the prostitutes that Bobby had spent with the last couple of months together. Finally the Frenchman lifted off leaving a string of saliva mixed with boy come between his lips and the head of Bobby's cock. Bobby thought that the Frenchman was finished and would be now his turn to delight the Frenchman with his own sexual knowledge, but he was wrong. This time, the Frenchman reached down and grasped the root of Bobby's floppy cock between his thumb and forefinger. He squeezed upwards forcing a little more boy come to trickle out then once again went down on him taking the entire length of Bobby's floppy penis into his mouth pursing his hot lips around the rubbery length. His other hand moved between Bobby's legs to gently cup and fondle Bobby's soft scrotum rolling the twin orbs gently around and around in the hot clammy soft wrinkled pouch. "Oh no, not again ". Bobby cried out, but it was to no avail. Once again Bobby found himself rapidly approaching his second orgasm, and his cock wasn't even hard yet. "Ah, ahh, ahhhh!" Bobby cried, then shot his second a little smaller load into the Frenchman's mouth. Greedily the Frenchman swallowed every bit Bobby's hot boy cum and kept sucking and gently stroking even after Bobby was spent. Finally the Frenchman lifted off leaving Bobby lying there on his back gasping for breath and trying very hard he once again gained his composure. After a few minutes of trying to get himself together, Bobby finally set up. "Did you enjoy that cherie? " The Frenchman asked. After what had just happened to him Bobby was at a complete loss of words. It had been a while since the experienced this much sexual pleasure even though he was living with several prostitutes at the brothel. Bracing himself up on his elbows, Bobby looked into the Frenchman's eyes and said, " yes, yes sir I enjoyed that very much. " He knew now that would it would be his turn to service the Frenchman and thinking back to all the skills that he had learned since being at the btotel he decided that he was definitely going to put them to good use. "Now monsieur what can I do for you? " Before the Frenchman could answer both of them heard a sudden commotion and loud tweets coming from downstairs in the main lobby. The tweets sounded like a whistles. If they were whistles, that could only mean one thing. They were being raided by the New Orleans Police department....