Date: Sun, 28 Mar 2021 10:13:09 -0400
From: R Roberts <robert225555@gmail.com>
Subject: Andy Discovers a New Side to Life. Ch. 7

ANDY DISCOVERS A NEW SIDE TO LIFE.  CH. 7

THIS IS A KIND FO LONG CHAPTER OF A GAY EROTIC STORY. Don't read if illegal
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I woke up early finding my head buried in Adam's pit.  MMMM, so tasty and
what a great smell. The smell of a real man!. I lay there for a bit
stretching my stiff body until I had to go pee. I went to the bathroom and
did my business, being sure my pussy, yeah that's what I called it now, was
clean and fresh. I spent time examining my skinny body. Nice butt, but
small, yet firm and kind of perky. That's a strange word I thought but it
reminded me of mom. I frowned. I hated for for being so awful to me but
quickly revived. I noted that I only had the slightest sign of
pecs. Nothing like Adam. I knew he worked out. That reminded me that one of
the guys who used me yesterday offered to let me come to his gym. I would
have to investigate that. I showered and washed my my wavy hair. It was a
bit long but wasn't about to spend my hard earned money on that. Guys seems
to like it so there! I wanted to buy a phone and needed to buy some clothes
in case I was invited out to a nicer place by a customer. Nobody would take
me dressed like a slut plus they wouldn't't likely let me in. Yeah, that
was my plan. I sprayed lots of Axe body spray that Adam used in my pits and
over my body. I liked smelling like Adam.

By then he came in grabbing my cock and saying hi, hot boy! I smiled and
said nothing like you, babe.  I used what he called me and he kissed me and
said he liked that. He powered and I washed him until he told me to make
some coffee. I had never really had much coffee but was learning to like
it.


I did as he asked and lay on the bed naked.I was stroking my cock when Adam
emerged and reminded me that stroking was against Daddy's rules. "I like it
too but...."

We had a small breakfast of bagels and juice and coffee. It was so nice. He
stayed naked too and I thought how cool was that, eating naked and spending
most of the day that way.

He said he was going to buy food and I quickly went and gave him fifty of
my hard earned cash. He said no but I insisted. I liked being a man and
paying my way. I said I would go with him and he liked that .  As we walked
I told him I had the dildo/ but plug in my hole. He smiled and told me that
was a good thing form me. "In this line of work, you want to avoid pain as
much as you can. Some guys can be rough."

"My only problem is that is is slipping out!", I said with some concern. He
looked at me and laughed and said it meant I was getting pretty stretched
and should use a bigger one. "I have one you can use, kind of like the one
I still wear.  I'll give it to you when we get back. Just lick Theo ld one
clean for me. I like the taste of your sweet ass!"

I smiled back. I asked if we could walk past the bank. He said was I
putting in money or taking it out. "No, I just want to see that bank
manager guy. It is so strange that I feel like I can recognize him."  It's
only been about 4-5 years since I last. Saw my dad and I had pulled out an
old photo of him, I had on a beach that my mother had taken and never
tossed out. Most records of him were gone but when she was throwing out
stuff, I found it and took it, not telling her and stuffed it in my
wallet. It was old and bent and a real mess but clear enough to make him
out.  When I would sometimes ask about him, she just changed the subject
and wouldn't tell me anything.  She told me he was gone from my life and I
missed him bad. He was the only one in my little family who seems to care
about me and show me love.

Adam agreed and we walked slowly near the bank. When we got out front, I
saw the guy who I was interested in waiting on a customer. Adam saw me
staring and said if I was so sure, I ought the go in and maybe ask him. I
wasn't courageous enough to do that I told him but said I would think about
it. He sure looked like the guy who was my dad and his name, Mr. Dodd was a
weird coincidence.

We went to the store and I proudly paid for the groceries. Adam tried to
protest saying I should save up for a phone. "I doubt daddy will just give
you one and you need to be careful as anything he gives you, he expects
full reimbursement. And, never borrow any money. I know one kid who did and
he is now totally owned by Daddy. Some of his boys ae you know."

I was a bit surprised and asked if it meant they were now owned by daddy
kind of like slaves and Adam just sadly said yes. I had to be careful. We
took the groceries home and put them away. Adam asked to check out my
hole. I was happy to accommodate and he asked if I would then fuck him. "I
like your hole and want it to fill me up', he said.

I did as he asked and he moaned in happiness. I had so much cum in me I
knew I could recover for later on the street when I would maybe get paid to
jerk off for a guy. When I was done fucking him and filling him, he slipped
in a large dildo that he wore. It was back and contrasted nicely with his
tan skin. Just the end sticking out.  He produced a similar one and told me
he would eat me to get me wet. It was damn nice laying in his bed as he
licked my butt hole. I still had trouble calling it a pussy but I knew I
was headed there. He slipped in the bigger plug and it made me feel real
full but good. He had lubed it and with his spit in my hole, in it went.

I got to examine it late. I knew my but was taking on a new look, puffy
around the hole and more open. "If daddy has his way, it will only get
bigger and maybe never really close tight." Adam said.

I don't miss the tight little hole I had anymore and thought it was just
getting more open which would make sex easier.

Adam gave me his phone and I called the gym guy and he was happy to hear
from me. He said I could bring someone along if I wanted to and of course,
being pretty insecure, I asked Adam to come. He did and we went to the gym,
both of us plugged.  It was a gay gym I discovers so wearing what we wore
wasn't a problem, some guys almost naked in the facility. All were old than
me and really welcomed us. I wondered how much sex went on there. Exploring
the place I found it had a sauna and steam room, neither of which I had
ever experienced but Adam said we should try them. It was damn hot but the
scenery was nice of naked guys, several who wore nothing inside. They all
smiled at me and made me feel welcome. One guy I found also felt me up
playing with my hole and cock. It was nice. Adam got similar welcomes from
guys too. After sitting in the sauna awhile, legs speed wide to expose my
cock which had always been an embarrassment to me because of its large
size, I was now kind of proud to show it off as guys seemed to like that on
such a skinny boy my age. I'm sure they all new I wasn't really old enough
to be in this place like that but in a gay gym, well, I guess anything
goes.  I watched a black stud fuck a relatively young white boy and it was
hot, not the temperature but the action. He smiled at me as he led the boy
out to do whatever.

We eventually left the hot little room and worked out. The man who had
invited me, asked what I wanted to accomplish and I told him I wanted a
more developed chest and to work on my legs and butt a little. He said I
should do something called squat exercises for my butt and do lifting and
pushups for my chest. He helped me copping a feel of my body. H e even
rubbed my stomach and my chest for his pleasure, but I din't mind. After
all, he had focused me at the party. Adam worked on his body refining his
nicely developed chest and legs. His butt as bigger than mine which he told
me would happen with fucking but I wanted that too. I wanted to be like my
big brother or so I thought of him as my brother and lover.

We left after I was exhausted and jogged back, me wearing my new gym shoes,
black with white soles. I was proud of them as I paid for them with my sex
earnings.

We agreed that we would come back, maybe quite often. We got membership
cards which I didn't have to pay for and neither did Adam.  The man said he
liked nice eye candy around to attract other guys. We watched as the black
guy in the sauna, led his white boy friend or bitch out fo the gym. The
white boy sported a collar and I told Adam I would wear one for him with
pride. He laughed and said not right now. Daddy would have to collar me
first as a sign of his conquest over me. I didn't want daddy's collar but
Adam's I said.

We both worked the street that night. I mostly did suck jobs from older
guys or let guys jerk me off before licking my young boy body and cum. I
netted about $200 in all. I knew most of it went to daddy and Adam said he
knew daddy had was of finding out if I cheated him. I kind of figured that
I was an owned boy not much different than the other guys. Some guys worked
by themselves without daddy's protection but I saw one or two arrested and
they would have to pay fines from their sex earnings and get a jail record
which scared me a lot. Adam said that some went to juvie and wold become
sex toys for other guys or the jailers. That scared the crap out of me so
working for daddy gave me protection. Yet, I couldn't imagine just being a
sex toy for rent. I didn't know what I wanted in life, I knew college and
even graduating high school was not likely anymore but I wanted still get
loved and maybe someday, have a partner, maybe even a girl!  But I also
knew that I loved Adam like no other person I had known and trusted him so
I did what he did.

I decided to visit the bank again the next day. There wasn't much street
work in the daytime and daddy hadn't scheduled me nor Adam for any big
events that netted us both more cash. Bummer. Adam said I should go and if
I found my guy, preferably without customers, strike up a conversation and
maybe just ask him if he were my dad. I had little confidence but said I
would.

I set out dressed better than normal in some new stuff I bought. Most was a
bit snug as that's all I could buy to serve for "work" and going out. I got
to the bank and cased it out almost like a robber. I saw my man inside and
for once he didn't have anyone meeting with him so I went in with a ruse
that I wanted to check my account balance and maybe open a checking
account.

I asked to speak with the manager and the young guy working reception who I
had thought might be gay, smiled at me and said he would check to see if
the manager was busy. I was polite and waited. In about 5 minutes he cam
out and asked what he could do for me. He took me to his office and closed
the door. I said I wanted to open a checking account. He smiled and asked
how old I was. He said he recalled I was just in to open. A savings
account. I replied that I was and wondered about a checking account. He
looked at me surprised, I think and said "ah, how old are you/". I said I
was 16 but didn't have any ID with me.

He nodded and sat back and looked at his computer screen. I sat on the edge
of the chair like I was in the principal's office. I was sweating feeling
my pits get damp.

"What do you do here in town/" he asked.

I hem and hawed and said I really didn't want to talk about my job.

He said' well, to having a checking account, you must be employed
somewhere. Even like fast food or a store clerk or something."  I nodded
and said well is there any other way. He smiled a bit and said no unless
you have a co-signer for the account. I said I lived with a guy who was 18.
"Pretty young to be on your own. Don't you have a parent?"

I looked down and said "ah, well, no sir. I'm on my own now. I left
home.""Hmmm, where did you move from?  Is there a parent there?"

"No sir. I moved from my home near Gainesville." I didn't want to tell him
exactly in case he was going to call protective services.


"You have a great name. My name is Andy or Andrew too!"

"Yes, I saw that on the door."

"I used to live near there too and had a home and family, well just one
son. But, I got divorced and had to leave him. The bitch wouldn't let me
near him.  That was a few years ago and in spite of my letters to him, I
never got any reply. Sorry I swore but I still have hard feelings."

My eyes shot open and said " Was your wife's name Susan?'

"Why yes it was."  That washy mother's name ..

His eyes now opened wide and your name is also Andy Dodd?"

I replied that it was. "Could you be my Andy."

"I don't know for sure but I was thinking it might be. I really don't need
an account but I wanted to talk to you. Don't you recognize me anymore?"
We both got tears and he stood up.

"Andy, I can't embrace you here but need to know more. Why are you here and
what have you been up to and what do you do now? My partner and I have been
looking for you for ages. I knew where you lived but could never go there
due to a court order. I can't get arrested due to my job.  Could we meet
after work and go to eat somewhere? I really want to talk to you. Just you
and me though. I recall you came in with another young man. Right now I
hate to think of what you're doing.'

I I began to cry. "Yes, I will meet you. Adam, my friend doesn't need to
come at all. Just name a place and I'll come."

"I'll pick you up two blocks down. I don't want anyone here to know I am
taking you anywhere. It might get back to senior management. How is 6;15
tonight?"

I smiled for the first time with tears in my eyes. "Oh yes, I'll be there
at 6:15.  Thank you, 
Sir or I mean, well, maybe, Dad!"

He smiled and we shook hands like real customers and and officers do and I
left. I was flying high. Maybe he is the one!!!

I ran home to tell Adam about my experience and when I came in the Latin
hot boy I liked was massaging him, and both were naked. My eyes flew open
and they both looked at me. Adam jumped up and said Andy you look so happy

I didn't even think about the Latin boy being there and just said I may
have met my dad!

WE talked, all three of us and I told him about meeting for dinner."Just
don't come too late as daddy expects us all on the street tonight by
nine. I promised I wouldn't let him down. We all took a shower squeezed
together in the little shower stall. It was nice feeling their hot bodies
on mine. Even the Latin boy, Juan was happy for me!  He said he wished his
mother hadn't dumped him for cash and he knew if he had a daddy
somewhere. It appears he knew less about his father, probably not even
married to the bitch who sold him to daddy when he was 11.  He had a hard
life now and could get sold again I figured. I was sad for him as he had
nothing.

Adam helped me find a few decent pieces of clothes. I felt kind of weird
going without underwear. I liked the feeling but still...Actually, I only
had one pair and they were pretty worn and even washed they looked like
hell, especially, since I had been naked so much, they felt confining. I
decided to chance going without.  I wore a decent shirt that was
clean. Adam sadi it was too small for him anymore so it was now mine. I
kissed him in thanks. I also wore my newest jeans and my new tennis shoes
without socks as I couldn't find any and Adam said he didn't wear them
anymore either.

I looked pretty ok except I wished my hair was trimmed. But, my believed to
be dad had seen me this way so I guess just combing it was ok.

Adam and Juan said I looked great and I smiled and said I would be back in
time to work the street with them. They were happy. I didn't think too much
about finding them in bed but it wasn't too sexual as they were just doing
a massage.

I went out about six just in time to seek out and find my dad.  I sure hope
it was but I wondered what all would happen. Would he just tell me he liked
meeting me but had no place for me in his life or would he take me in?
Hmm. I also wondered how I would feel to leave my new found boyfriend and
lover. I was so confused about what I wanted. I tried to push all thoughts
out of my head and just find out about this guy.

I stood on the corner as he asked. One or two cars came by and the guys in
them looked me over. I wasn't interested in them and it was really too
early for trade anyway.

A nice looking sedan drove up and I spotted the man I believed to be my dad
and he stopped lowering the window and smiling at me. I smiled back and got
in. He said he was happy to be taking me to dinner to find find out all
about me.  I said I was anxious too.

 We got to a nice restaurant that I hadn't been too so I decided to just do
what he I hope, expected. We went inside and he asked for a table or maybe
a booth. The lady with the menus led us to a table which was near the back
and nobody was around us. I was glad for that. I didn't want to share any
stuff that anyone could overhear.  He ordered a cocktail and asked what I
wanted. I said just a coke or something. Like that.  She quickly brought
the drinks. I sensed he was anxious and he fidgeted a bit and stared at me.
He told me I was a good looking young man. I smiled and thanked him. We
looked over the menu. I wanted him to order first as I din't know how much
this was costing or if I would pay for my meal myself. I Brough fifty bucks
just in case. I knew I would need to serve a few guys later and replace my
low funds.  I did have money in the bank, his bank, but I didn't want to
touch that.

We looked over the menu and he suggested he'd like me to try their steak. I
saw the price and was a bit overwhelmed but he said he was buying, which
relieved me so we both ordered that.

He started to ask about me and I told him the whole saga of mom hitching up
with this guy who at first wasn't too bad but how he eventually made me do
lots of work while he drank beer . My mom was no easier and made me do
whatever he said. I told him that I worked hard and did what he asked
including the swim stuff that he never praised me for but made me feel like
a loser. The beatings also started and mom just stood by and said
nothing. It continued to grow worse and eventually I felt like his slave. I
knew mom hated me by what she said like I was a loser like my real dad and
she wished she never had me. I felt so bad that I finally broke and ran
away. He winced a few times. I told him about getting the ride from a guy
who made passes at me and how I escaped at a gas station and ended up
meeting Adam who felt sorry for me. I told him how nice Adam turned out to
be and how he fed me and gave me a place to sleep. I didn't say I slept
naked with him but eventually the guy he worked for found me and made me do
stuff, I didn't elaborate about that but I knew he knew I was a boy of the
streets or maybe a whore.

I saw tears in his eyes and he reached out and took my hand a grasped
it. "I so wanted to take you but the courts ruled against me. Your mother
wouldn't let me see or talk to you ever and I knew I was not going to be
successful with that.'"

We both teared up and he came over to my side of the table and embraced me
an said how sorry he was.  "I knew you might be my son when I first met you
at the bank with your friend who I guess is Adam."

We both got under control and ate silently when he finally said he should
tell me about his life. I nodded and said I would like to know if he was
now remarried or what he had been doing.

He kind of shrugged and said he might as well tell me the whole truth as I
had been so honest with him. I looked at him and he seemed reluctant but I
said as happily as I could, that I wanted to know about him. I knew already
my mom had kept all communication from him from me and lied about him.

"Some of what she may have said is maybe true." He said.  But I"ll tell you
about me. "See, when I married your mom, it was a kind of forced thing. I
got her pregnant with you. I knew it was a mistake because I quickly had
found out that she was working around. She didn't want you and I had to
fight her not to get an abortion. Once you were here, I fell in love with
you and wanted you to be a great son. You were but she resented me and you
as it tied her down. The other thing was I knew I should never marry. I had
another side to my life before her having had sex with guys. I was bisexual
and found that I couldn't be what she wanted no matter how hard I
tried. She eventually wanted nothing to do with me as she had other guys
who she met in bars while I was home taking care of you. I took you places
and did everything I could to think of to make you a happy boy. She
resented me for that and eventually filed for divorce. She knew about my
past actions and used that in court so I had no choice but to move out. I
wanted to take you with me but she fought it and said she didn't want any
homo raising her boy. He was gong to be a real man and she'd beat that into
you if she had to"

I was shocked to hear all that. I sat with my mouth open. He went on.

"So, I got transferred here with the bank and although I tried everything,
she would not allow me to see you anymore and found the guy who is with who
is an abuser I believe. They both have other partners who vary at times."

"I eventually resumed my side life going to bars where I met a young guy
who I fell in love with. WE are partners now. He has a job and we live
together. We want to marry and live as gay men.  I hope you'll forgive me
for that but I have to be honest. "

I sat stunned at that news thinking he probably remarried and maybe even
had other kids, yet I was kind of relieved that he told me the truth.

He resumed. "I told Kevin, my partner about meeting you. He wants to meet
you too. I told him you were living on the streets and he told me he had
also runaway from an abusive home where they tried to pound the gay out of
him. He was a dancer at a bar here."

He stared at me to see if I understood. I had to tell him I now worked the
streets and with my roommate lover, we worked for a pimp.  He didn't react
too much to that but simply said he figured out what I was dong when I
didn't tell him what kind of work I did and had so much money to
deposit. We both laughed at that. He reached into his jacket and pulled out
a paper. "I think this is you, he said pulling out a birth certificate and
some phots. One of the pictures was the same one I had of us on the
beach. I pulled it out of my old wallet and told him I kept it with me all
the time to try to remember him. "We've both changed a bit since that
picture was taken. You've grown in to a handsome young man and well, I just
got older and thank my lucky stars that Kevin doesn't care."  We both
laughed breaking an uncomfortable situation. We ate our dinner even a
dessert. We got much more relaxed and I told him I had been working on the
street. I told him about the daddy who found me and how Adam had tried to
keep me out of his work which he had been doing since he was sixteen. I
told him he was now 18. He winced a bit but I told him I didn't ever think
I was gay or interested in guys but how I suddenly found myself jerking off
to thinking about guys. I found Adam so kind and sexy and how I wanted him
to do me and how he reluctantly at first, agreed to do it. "I think he
really likes me and even calls me babe." I admitted. We both laughed at
that but I said I really liked hm too and was open to it. "I guess I may be
gay too.', I laughed. He laughed too. He said well maybe like father, like
son.

He told me had he taken the day off hoping it was really me, tomorrow so he
could maybe spend the day with me and to meet his partner. "I really don't
like you working the street. I've seen what happens to kids who do that and
I don't want you doing it. I'm ok with having a boyfriend but I want you to
find love and if it's a guy, that's ok as long as you don't mind having a
gay dad, but not selling yourself like that." He wanted my phone number but
I told him I didn't have one and used Adam's old phone for that but I had
no desire to tell my mother where I was.

He agreed and said he would take care of that. I wasn't sure what that
meant but eventually told him I had to get back to Adam. He said he
understood. We agreed he would pick me up in front of Adam's place at 9:00
in the morning. I agreed and we left.

I had vey uncertain feelings about the whole thing. I mean what was I going
to tell Adam. Could I just leave him assuming my dad wanted me to be his
son again?  I was a bit afraid of the whole thing as all I knew now was I
loved Adam and didn't want him to not be with me or me with him. I didn't
really like to sell my holes to guys but what else can a boy do who isn't
old enough to get a real job. I was so confused.

When I got back, Adam wanted to know all the details.  I didn't have time
as I had to redress as a street boy and so did he. We wore such little
shorts and exposed as much of us as we could get away with. Adam even went
barefoot as he said guys liked that. It showed submission or something. I
did as well getting my feet pretty dirty that night. After I did a few
tricks, mostly letting guys suck me off, I was good for about three times
with my full balls, and having guys play with my hole and dick, I met back
up with Adam and John who had done more. I just didn't want some random guy
taking my hole that night. I saved it for Adam.

We got back to the room, exhausted but I was excited enough to tell what
happened at dinner.  Adam listened but seemed a bit forlorn. I told him I
didn't know if they (my dad and his partner) would want me and how much I
loved him and said we couldn't part. How strange. I only met him a few
weeks ago and already I was in love! Wow.  We eventually slept but I asked
Adam to fuck me. He still had some juice so he did and I loved it and
sucked him clean afterward. He was my man and I had to do something to
please him. I had a restless night thing about all that happened yet was
excited for the new day and what it would bring and fearful of what would
happen with me and Adam. Hmm. What to do?

End of Ch 7/