Date: Fri, 20 Apr 2012 01:29:02 -0400 From: John Marshall Subject: The Working Boys Chapter 23 In trying to avoid the most common plot scenarios featured on Nifty, this story takes the form of a series of interviews with some beautiful young Boy prostitutes and their parents. It's unorthodox but quite seductive, as are the boys. Like my other story, Ecstasy Isle, this one is also written in third person and proceeds in something close to real time with extensive dialogue to carry the story along and intense character development. Once more, it is extremely orgasmic with all ejaculating dialogue written in UPPER CASE. If you do not wish to be exposed to such material as described, leave now. If you are too young for this sort of thing, leave now. If reading this causes you to break the law where you live, leave now. Otherwise, take the time now to get naked and get your cock hard, start strokin' it. Jack yourself off and see if you can time your own blasts of naked sexual pleasure with those of the people in the book. This one averages about four to six orgasms per chapter. For that reason, I don't recommend reading more than one chapter at a time. Any more than that might be hazardous to your sexual health...especially your hard, throbbing cock. THE WORKING BOYS CHAPTER 23 Ronon Parker OWNED the only bed in the house for the rest of the night. Moreover, he spent most of the night flat on his back in that bed, getting his hot little ass fucked repeatedly by every naked man and boy in the crowd not too big too rip him apart. He didn't shoot cum EVERY time thereafter, but most of the time he was at least a little "juicy," At first Derek felt responsible for him, even gently turning back a couple men intent on sampling his hot, sweet, cute little butt. However when the opportunity came along to do a little ass fucking himself, with the hot young boy he'd brought to the party, lustful sexual pleasure won out over responsible chaperoning. "You think he's gonna be okay in there?" Derek asked as he held Dustin naked in his arms, having already been fucked once by the boy's hard, throbbing, pulsating young cock. "All he'd have to do is let out that blood-curdling scream again and, believe me, he'd have plenty of defenders protecting his anal port of entry," Dustin assured him. "I like that, anal port of entry, where'd you ever hear that one?" Dustin's turn of phrase caught Derek's writer's ear. "I made it up," Dustin smiled, kissing him. "You think I might be a writer some day like you?" "You'd better stick to the profession you know best," Derek kissed him back, rolling over on his side next to the boy, allowing his hands to sweep freely up and down over the thirteen-year-old's flawless, slender, seductive, nakedness. "Writers are a dime...okay, a DOLLAR a dozen. Sexy little sprites like you are, oh, at least TEN dollars a dozen." "You just make that up?" Dustin asked, enjoying the feeling of being sexually and sensually worshipped. "I like that, sexy little sprite...is that how you see me, a sexy little sprite?" "I see a sex god in the making...or a young PRINCE, at least," Derek glorified the lovely young boy with his words as well as his hands and lips. His hand found the prince's hard young sceptor and held it high. "Stroke me," Dustin whispered as they kissed again, longer and harder and deeper than before. "I wanna FUCK you?" Derek whispered back. "Can you take it?" "I'll try," Dustin whispered back. "Reach over there and get a pillow for my butt," he told Derek as the lay together, half-hidden on the floor behind the couch. "Got any lube?" Derek peered over the back of the couch, sure there would be a stray tube lying around somewhat at a party like this. "I lubed up good before I left home," Dustin told him, "just...go easy...slow...that fucker is gonna take some getting used to." "Before you left home?" Derek smiled in amazement. "Fuck, you ARE quite the pro." "I HAVE been fucked a few times before, you know," Dustin proclaimed drying, "and, truth be told, by bigger cocks than yours a few times too." "Amazing," Derek smiled down at the boy as he slipped a pillow from the couch beneath Dustin's slender boy-butt, elevating his "anal port of entry" as to make importing his cock more comfortable for them both. Then he positioned himself, gazing down at Dustin's pretty face as the boy waited expectantly, steeling himself for the initial pain and discomfort he knew would come. "Ready?" Dustin nodded. "I love you," Derek reassured the boy as he pressed the circumcised head of his cock toward its goal. He pressed harder. Dustin was tighter than he expected, given his line of work. "OOOoooooooooo..." Dustin gasped as Derek felt himself pop in. "You okay?" Again Dustin nodded, his lips stretched thin as he endured the pain and fullness. "I'll stop," Derek whispered as he watched the boy struggle to adjust. Gradually the look of pain on Dustin's face eased. "More," Dustin whimpered softly. "You sure?" Dustin nodded. "Do it...slowly...slowly...uhhhhhh..." Derek was now lodged almost halfway in. He suddenly realized that Dustin was the first an only boy he'd ever fucked. He was inside a thirteen-year-old boy's lovely, slender, young body, his cock aching to fill that boy with his manly sperm. "You hurtin'?" Dustin shook his head. "I'm okay. God, your cock's big. Feels like a fuckin' LOG, long hard TIMBER." "They don't call it a 'woody' for nothing," Derek smiled down at the boy he was fucking. "Let me know when you want more." "Okay," Dustin forced a pained smile." "Okay you want more, or okay you'll TELL me when you want more?" Derek questioned, expressing a writer's discomfort with words which left doubt as to their meaning. "BOTH," Dustin moaned. "Fuck me." "Okay, it's your ASS," Derek smiled, shaking his head in disbelief that such a small boy could accomodate his massive hard cock. "Ohhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Dustin sighed as Derek slowly slid in further, further and further, further and further, inch after inch. Inch after massive inch after pulsating inch. "Feelin' good?" Derek asked softly, wondering if HE could take a cock as big as his own up his ass as adeptly as Dustin was. "Shit, no, hurts like hell," Dustin suddenly blurted. "Ohhhh fuck, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Dustin," Derek started to withdraw. "Just kidding!" Dustin laughed, "Fuck me, man, fuck my ass, I'm okay, feels fuckin' GOOOOD!" "Ohhhhh fuck, don't do that to me," Derek sighed in relief at having been 'pranked' by the naked young boy. He suddenly lunged forward in retribution, expecting Dustin to cry out in pain. "AAHAHHHHHHhHHHHHHHHHhhhHHHHhhhhhhhh..." Dustin moaned instead, enjoying the big hard cock inside him immensely. "Kid, I'm all the way in," Derek told the boy, "a full seven, goin' on eight inches up your ass! I can't believe a little fuck like you can take a cock like mine." "Don't flatter yourself, length has little to do with it," Derek told him, "it's how big around...how fat your cock is that matters. Now shut up and fuck me, I need another long, hard, fuckin' cum, and I need it BAAADDDD!" "You been into Mr. Cox's medicine cabinet?" Derek suspected the boy may have been sucking periodically on a Duranol as he'd entertained their sex maniac host earlier. "You takin' out your fees in pharmaceuticals?" "You ask too many questions, just fuck me and shut the fuck up," Dustin demanded as he wiggled his tight little ass on Derek's driving hard cock, sending wild spasms of soaring sexual pleasure straight to the pleasure centers of his brain. "God, you're hot tonight," Derek marveled, hardly recognizing the cute young kid he'd met just a couple weeks before. "You're rather intense, yourself," Dustin voice was smouldering with youthful lust, "god, I love your cock, nice big, long, hard...ohhehhahehrhhhg fuck, ooaehhgoiaeoirh fuck, oehgeiaoiehrehhh fuck! Fuck me with it, fuck me with it, Derek, fuck my ass, ride my prostate, man, ohehhahehrh fuck, yeah, yeah, that's it, ohehghehh fuck, feels good, feels good, feels good, ooaiaehoihreoih god, what your cock's doin' to my ass, man, ohegihoaieoihr fuck, best fuck I've had tonight!" "ONLY fuck you've had tonight," Derek told him knowingly. "I was saving my virginity for YOU," Dustin claimed. "Yeah, right..." Derek laughed, happily fucking the "virgin" young boy still harder. "God, you're tight, ohhhh fuck, makin' my cock feel goooood...aaahehghh yeah, yeah, ohhhh god, love your ass, man, ooehhheahher fuck, yeah, yeah, yeah, ohhhh god, the feeling, feeling my cock slide into you, sooo tight, ahgeaeoirehoihg god, the feeling is...intense...ohhhhh man, sooo hot, so tight, like fuckin' a furnace, man, ohhhhh god, the feeling is incredible, Dustin, ohhhh fuck, you're one hot little boy-stud, kid. You know, I've never fucked a boy before, ohehahhehrh fuck, fuck, fuck! I'm actually fuckin' a thirteen-year-old boy, ohaehhhhehh god, feels good, feels good, feels soooooo fuckin' good!" "Glad you're enjoying your first boy-fuck," Dustin smiled up at him as he was doing some enjoying too, "nice cock, man, nice cock, ohhh yeah, yeah, yeah, ride my ass, fuck me, Derek, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me hard, don't worry, I can take it, I can take anything you can give me, man, ohhhhhh yeah, yeah, harder, man, fuck me, harder, don't hold back, oehgoeaiehoorih god, yeah, yeah, yeah, like that, oeheoaiehorih fuck the feeling is incredible, man, ohhh yeah, yeah, I love the feeling, love the feeling of a big hard man-cock up my ass, fuckin' the shit outta me, man, ohhhh yeah, love it, love it, oeaeoihoeih fuck that feels gooooodddd!" "Man, I'm gonna fuck you all night long, kid, oehgeoiaheohr yeah, yeah, yeah, oehigehoihe fuck, yeah, my cock, your ass, like they were made for each other, man, oohioihoiaho god, Dustin, you're sooo beautiful when you're lost in sexual pleasure, the look on your beautiful face, so...ohehahehr god, so fuckin' beautiful, the way you smile, the look of bliss on your face, in your eyes, your lips, I can see it, I can see the pleasure I'm giving you, I can almost FEEL it, feel what's inside you..." "Damn, you sure talk a lot when you fuck," Dustin remarked as he squirmed his ass on the man's cock. "OOOohhahheiaehrieoihoih god, Dustin, that felt good," Derek writhed in agonizing pleasure as Dustin demonstrated some of the best kept secrets of boy-sex. "Must be the writer in me," he smiled down at the boy beneath him, really starting to bear down, trying to drive his cock still further into the boy in search of even more aching sexual pleasure. "Aahehhghehh.... aheoiherhehhghehhgh fuuckkk...ung, ungh, ungh, ungh, ungh," he grunted with every powerful pelvic thrust. "I hope you cum pretty soon, man, my fuckin' ass won't take a pounding like this all night long, no matter how good it feels," Dustin warned as he unleashed yet another series of practiced muscular contractions that left Derek crying out in wondrous sexual bliss. "My cock won't take much more of whatever the fuck it is you're doin' to it...oehghoeiehor god, like that, oehiaieirhogih god, Dustin, you're fuckin' ass is...aoeooaeoirheoihogiheoiho god, fucccck, you're gonna make me cummmmm..." Derek gasped as he felt his orgasm sneaking up on him. "I think that's the whole idea," Dustin grimaced as Derek unleashed a few moves of his own on his aching prostate. "You're gonna fuck around and make ME cum too if you don't look out." "I guess we both better do some cumming, before we wear each other out," Derek gasped as he felt his pleasure rise to unprecedented intensity. "Cum with me, Dustin, cum with me, I want us to cum together, at the same time, I want to feel what you're feeling, want you to feel what I'M feeling...feeling, feeling, ohhahehh fuck, do it, Dustin, do it, do it, boy, cum with me...cum with...with...AAHHHOOOIIIIEEENN MEEEEEE...EOAIEOIHGOEAHOE GOD, WITH ME...CUM WITH ME, DUSTIN, SHOOT YOUR CUM, SHOOT YOUR CUM, BOY, OHEHAHEHR FUCK, FILLIN' YOU WITH MY CUM, SHOOTIN' MY FUCKIN' CUM SOOO HARD, RIGHT UP YOUR HOT, FUCKIN' LITTLE-BOY ASSHOLE, KID, AOHGEOIAOHEIHR FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, AHEIAEIRHAEIIERIHOIGHOI GOD, THE FEEELING...THE FEELING, SHOOTIN' SO HARRRD, AHGOEIAHOERIH GOD, EIAEIIHRFEIAOEIRHOAIEHH...OOAEIHEHEIAIIEOIHG...OEIGHEAOIHOERIHGHHH..." Derek cried out with every massive, ejaculating spurt. "aoeoaeioOOOHIEHGHEOAIEHORH YEAH, CUMMING TOO, DEREK, CUMMING TOO, CUMMING TOO, AOIEHGOIHEAOIHE GOD, JUST LOOK AT ALL THE CUM I'M SHOOTIN', AND NO ONE'S EVEN TOUCHIN' MY COCK, MAN, AOEIHOEIAHR GOD, THAT'S YOUR COCK DOIN' THAT TO ME, FUCKIN' MY ASS, MAKIN' ME CUM JUST FUCKIN' MY ASSS, OEHGOIEHAOEIR GOD, AN ASS-FUCKIN' ORGASM IS THE BEST KIND, SO...AEIGHEOAIEHR GOD, SO POWERFUL, SO SHARP, SOO DEEP AND INTENSE, EOGIHOEIHOERIH GOD, GOD, GOD, GOD, DEREK, DEREK, DEREK, FUCK ME, DEREK, KEEP FUCKIN' ME, MAKE IT LAST, MAKE IT GO ON FOREVER, OAEIGHOAIHEORIH GOD, FEELS SOOO GOOD, DEREK, DEREK, AOEIHOAEIHR FUCK, FEELS SOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOOooooooooooddddd..." Dustin's voice trailed off as he momentarily blacked out from the intensity of his orgasm. "Dustin...DUSTIN! DUSTIN! YOU OKAY, YOU STILL WITH ME, YOU...OHHHAHEH god, you scared me there for a minute, I thought I'd FUCKED you to death," Derek smiled down at the boy as Dustin once more joined him in their lingering sexual ecstasy. "I do that sometimes when I get fucked, I...I kinda black out for a few seconds, don't know why, feels TOO good, I guess," Dustin explained as he felt Derek slow his pace, still riding him, but much more gently, more lovingly now. "God, you scared the fuck outta me again," Derek sighed as he rolled over, pulling the naked young boy over on top of him, holding him in a sexual embrace flowing now from love rather than pleasure. "Ohhhh god, I can't believe how I love you." "Don't do that," Dustin suddenly told him sharply. "Don't love me. I can't love you back. Love has no part in what I do. I'm a whore...a thirteen-year-old boy whore. Love just makes things complicated. I'll be fucking and getting fucked maybe a dozen more times just tonight, I can't have you getting jealous of every man or boy who even looks at me and smiles." "I...I understand," Derek kissed him as he slowly withdrew his cock from the boy's hot, tight ass. "I'm sorry...I know it's true...I know it intellectually, but...I can't help what I feel." "Learn to overcome it," Dustin told him. "I don't know how," Derek kissed his incredibly beautiful face again. "How?" Dustin grew serious. "How? You wanna learn how not to love me?" Derek was somewhat dismayed at he boy's sudden turn, "Dustin, I...I..." "I'll tell you how, go find someone else to FUCK me...now...tell'em you got the hottest thirteen-year-old boy whore in town and he wants to be FUCKED," Dustin demanded. "DO IT...DO IT, DEREK...NOW...do it now, go find someone, someone you don't know, anyone, drag'em over here then...then STAY...right here and watch'em, watch'em fuck me, just like you did." "Just to prove I don't LOVE you?" Derek gaped at the boy in dismay. "YES," Dustin insisted. "YES, DO IT, do it, Derek, show me you DON'T love me." Derek got to his knees and peered over the back of the couch. On the couch Sean had a cock up his ass. Across the room, Kevin was sucking some other guy's cock. Derek knew neither man. Over by the stairs were two naked men talking. Derek found his feet and stood, somewhat dazed by the after effects of his recent orgasm. He headed their way. "Either of you guys wanna fuck a cute naked boy?" Derek asked without even a "hi, howya doin'?" "Is there any other kind around here," one of the men laughed. "Where? Where?" the other guy laughed, looking around. "I don't see any vacant assholes...other than YOURS, that is." "Over there," Derek pointed, behind the couch, name's Dustin, I just fucked him, he wants fucked again..." "Couldn't satisfy him, huh?" the first man laughed. Both appeared to have been hitting the bar. "Come on," Derek grabbed the man's flacid cock, literally doing as Dustin had instructed. "Someone I want you to meet." Derek slurred his words slightly so the man would think HE'D had a drink or two too. He felt the man's cock harden in his grip. "Hey, man, I already shot a couple loads here tonight, I'm not sure..." the man started making excuses. "Don't worry 'bout it, this kid'll..." Derek stopped. There, behind the couch, the carpet was bare. No Dustin. He looked around in surprise and dismay. No Dustin anywhere. "Dustin!" he called out, starting to panic. "Cute kid ya got back here," the man laughed. Embarrassed, Derek, suddenly pulled the man into his arms and kissed him passionately, grinding their lips as well as their naked bodies and hard cocks together, then dragging him down to the floor where Dustin and lain. Then he went down on him, ravenously sucking the man's cock. He'd been PRANKED by a ornery little thirteen-year-old. He swore as he sucked he'd get back at the little prick. He'd wring the little fucker's pretty little neck, then fuck the shit outta the CORPSE...or maybe in reverse order. Dustin was with Ronon. Somehow, perhaps just dumb luck, he'd managed to catch the star of the show that night between acts. He'd not even had to cut in line, though, over his shoulder, he could see a line once again forming, waiting for them to fuck or suck or shoot their cum in some other manner so Ronon could service the next in line. "You holdin' up?" he whispered as they cuddled together amid the dishevellment of the furry comforter, already damp in a dozen spots with boy-cum or its adult equivalent. "I hope you don't want to fuck me," Ronon whispered back, acutely aware that their every movement was being ogled by at least a half-dozen spectators in the room, trying to seem like they weren't, in fact, watching. "Sore?" "Fuck yes!" Ronon sighed. "Five cocks, each bigger'n the one before." "Tell'em to fuck off," Dustin advised. "I did," Ronon told him. "Five others...they insisted on sucking me off." "Hey, congratulations on your first cum," Dustin reached over and grabbed his friends hand, shaking it, then kissing him for good measure. He wasn't sure what the proper etiquette was when a boy shot his first load. "Welcome to the club." "If you're expecting to sample the semon, you're about five guys too late," Ronon whispered between kisses. "This is what I wanna sample," Dustin intensified the liplock of a moment before. "I hear you hit the jackpot, signed a long-term..." his fingers crept down Ronon's slender nakedness and found the boy's cock. To his surprise, it was hard. "Mom's pissed," Ronon told him. "Derek screwed her." "I thought your mom LIKED to get screwed," Dustin joked. "Not when it cost her a hundred grand," Ronon told him as they kissed still more hotly. He squirmed involuntarily as Dustin began jacking his cock. "Not bad," Dustin told him approvingly. "Derek set it up so she'd get a thousand a month," Ronon divulged. "Ohhhh fuck, Dustin, that feels good." "Do me," Dustin urged. He felt Ronon's tiny hand close around his cock to oblige him. "You're gonna be RICH," Dustin was now smothering his fellow working boy with kisses. "Derek said the guy that bought me is worth five or six million and he got it by suckin' cocks," Ronon told his new found friend, "Oohhahhehahehrh god, Dustin, oegheiheoihre yeah, jack me, man, jack me, jack me, jack meeeeee..." "You on Duranol?" Dustin asked as he felt his own cock respond to what Ronon was so expertly doin to it. "Yeah, you?" Ronon asked as he began to intensify his stroking on Dustin's cock. "A little, I suck on one every so often," Dustin confided, helps control the effects...lessens the side effects, lets me maintain control. Nice stroke there, man, you're gettin' to me." "Wish I'd thought of that," Ronon sighed. "I feel like a monkey swinging from tree to tree, orgasm to orgasm, one after another after another after anotherafteranotherafteranotherafteranother..." "I get the idea," Dustin laughed, "Ohhhhh god, Ronon, yeah, yeah, yeah, jack that fucker, man, oaehogiheoireh yeahh, yeah, yeahhhhhhhhhh..." "How many times you get fucked so far?" Ronon asked as he felt yet another orgasm creeping up on him. "Jack me, jack me, jack me, feels good, good, good, ogheaoiheorhoiheioahr fuck, Dustin, keep jackin' me like, that, man, ohhehhahghheha god, feels really good, jackin' my cock, might even have a few drops for ya to taste." "Save it, I can take a load when I have to," Dustin told him, "but it's not my favorite flavor." "You ain't tasted MINE," Ronon insisted. "Ohheaoeaihroaiehyeah, yeah, do it to me, Dustin, do it to me, get me off, get me off again, make me cum, make me shoot some cum for you, virgin cum is the best tastin' cum there is." "SHIIIIIITTTTTTTT...who the fuck told you that," Dustin laughed, once more devouring Ronon's smiling, sweet lips with his own. "I tasted it myself," Ronon insisted, "and believe me, I've become quite the cum connisseur. Ohhahhehh yeah, yeah, make me cum, make me cum, make me cum, cum, cum, cumcumcumcumcumcum...aoehgoeihohii, oiehoighoaiehr...eoighoeiahreo god, Dustin, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum again, I'm gonna...AIEIAOEIHREOIHERIIIHOIHEOIOGHOIIOOO..." "Don't fuckin' scream like that, you're worse than your old lady," Dustin complained. "aeiiOwihghehahehrhhghhooOAOEEIIEIHGHHHEH...AHEHHGHEHERHHGH...AOWOIHGHEHHGHGH..." Ronon tried to muffle his orgasmic cries of pleasure. "You've fucked my old lady?" "Once..." Dustin continued to jack Ronon's cock as he spoke, enjoying the boy's orgasmic contortions. "She sure lived up to her reputation, loudest orgasmer in town." "Did I shoot any?" Ronon asked as he peered down over his tiny chest and abdomen in search of any hint of wetness. "A drop or two I think," Dustin smiled down at him as Ronon's orgasm eased. "Try it," Ronon urged. Reluctantly Dustin dipped his index finger into the watery emission then brought it to the tip of his tongue. "Well?" Ronon questioned. "Not bad...salty, but not overwhelming...hint of...of...did you have fish tonight?" Dustin guessed. "Shrimp cocktail," Ronon comfirmed. "Mmmmm...no, tastes more like calamari," Dustin decreed. "Cow-a-mari, What the fuck's that?" Dustin laughed, convulsing, launching a massive shot of his own cum, "Squid."