Date: Tue, 3 May 2016 22:16:02 +0000
From: Bruce Demosthenes <sourceskid@hotmail.com>
Subject: Dominated by the boy next door 47

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It took the entire week for my ass to stop being sore.

I had no idea where I stood with Peter, Wally or Ian.

Was Peter mad I had been sucking Wally?  He had caught us and he certainly
had given my ass a ramming with his big cock when he did.

Was Wally weirded out by having seen me get fucked?  He had certainly left
in a hurry after he came.

Did Ian know of anything that had transpired?  I cared about the kid and
while I knew I shouldn't be having sex with someone so young I didn't want
to hurt him (and learning I had sex with his brother might do just that).

Not knowing what was up with these boys left me feeling helpless.  I
couldn't call.  I was helpless.

If they had turned on me or were disgusted with me I couldn't defend
myself.  If they were thinking of telling on me, not just to each other but
to an adult or authorities, I couldn't talk them out of it.

But being the horny person I am, by Saturday my ass was back to normal and
I was eager to be fucked, though I didn't see Peter in his room let alone
benefit by his dropping by to use me.

I was also eager to suck cock though neither Wally, who had said I would be
sucking him regularly, nor Ian, came by (after my humiliation in front of
his brother I only wanted to suck Ian, nothing more ever again and, given
his age, I shouldn't even want to do that).

I decided to take things into my own hands and drove into the inner city.

I had a mission and that was to find the escort Freddie.

I was having lots of sex with teenagers in the suburbs but I needed sex
with an adult (well maybe not an adult but not a kid).  I needed it bad and
if that meant paying for it I was going to do that.

I suspected Freddie was a bottom, given how queeny he was and how he
grabbed my cock and I grabbed his ass at the bar.  I didn't know if I would
be satisfied with topping him, even though he was hot and I had always
liked topping.  It suspected Peter had made me a bottom.  I just knew I
wanted sex and I was willing to pay.

I parked and went into the club and sure enough Freddie was at the bar,
which I guess was his 'hooker corner'.

As I was only there for one reason I went over to him and offered to buy
him a drink.  He broke into a big grin, seeming to recognize me from before
(though that could simply be his smart response to any potential customer).

After a few drinks I broached the subject of business.  Not surprisingly
when I said I wanted to "be fucked" he told me he was "a bottom".

He was skinny, young and cute but I desperately needed to be fucked.  Peter
clearly had changed me forever.

After another drink Freddie suggested that if I used a dildo on his ass
maybe he would stay hard enough that I could ride his cock.

Immediately my cock hardened there in the bar.  Something about using a
dildo on this cute 18 year old ass and me getting to enjoy his 7" uncut
cock (a bottom's cock) in my ass was so exciting.

"I don't let tricks come to my apartment," Freddie said.

My cock twitched at being called a trick.  I had never paid for sex prior
to Freddie and now the very idea was turning me on.

"And if you are going to make me top it will be double," he added.

My cock twitched again.  I don't know why the idea of paying this boy to
put his cock in my ass and paying a ridiculous amount, $300, would be
exciting, but it was.

"Not a problem," I answered, trying to sound calm even though my heart was
racing and my hard cock was throbbing in excitement.

"Can we go to your place," Freddie asked.

"It is in the suburbs," I answered.  "It is 30 minutes away."

"That will cost you double again," he answered.

Fuck, $600 dollars?

I had three underage boys who were using me for sex for free.  Why would I
pay a bottom to try (I didn't even know if he would be able) to fuck me for
so much money.

"OK," I heard myself say.

We left the club and went to my car.

We didn't really talk during the long ride to the suburbs.  He played with
the radio, not settling on a radio station but rather switching repeatedly
when a song came on he didn't like (annoying the hell out of me).  And I
drove us home with a hard-on in my pants the entire way (I clearly wanted
this, even needed it).

Once inside my house we went up to my bedroom and he immediately began to
strip.  This was a professional.  He was here to do a job and wanted to get
it over and done with as soon as possible so he could be paid.

That he was not emotionally committed (or complicated) made it more
exciting and I followed his lead and stripped off my clothes.

Once we were naked he got on the bed and said "cash, and then dildo."

He was flaccid which confirmed he was not into the idea of topping.

I went down the hall to my office and fetched $600 and brought it back to
him, and standing next to the bed naked watching him count it and put it in
the pocket of his pants which he had dropped next to the bed.

While he was soft I was rock hard.  I wanted this.  I needed this.  And I
thought he was so hot.

Even soft his uncut cock looked so appealing.  If he could get hard and
fuck me it would be so amazing.

I opened the drawer where my dildos were and showed him the few options.

Freddie immediately reached for the biggest one, which was the one I had
bought because I thought it resembled Peter's cock.

"You can take this," Freddie asked, holding it up in front of me.

"Yes," I said, and then for some inexplicable reason I confessed "it is the
same size as the boy who lives next door who fucks me."

After a minute or two of confusion and contemplation Freddie asked "then
why the hell would you pay me $600 to fuck you when I am not even a top."

Why indeed.

"I don't know, I need this," I said.  "I don't know if he will do it again
and I desperately needed to be fucked tonight."

Freddie stared at me curiously.

"Is it cause I am young," he asked, obviously knowing why men paid him, a
gorgeous 18yo twink, for sex.

"Errr, he is younger than you," I responded embarrassedly.

"How old," Freddie demanded.

"Sixteen," I admitted, turning bright read.

"Fuck," was all Freddie said.

I didn't know if he couldn't wrap his mind around why I was paying him for
sex or if he was disgusted with my having sex with a minor but he didn't
say anything else.  He just handed me the dildo.

Reaching in the night stand I got the lube and slicked up the dildo.

This was a dildo that was shaped like Peter's big cock and I was about to
insert it into this 18 year old escort lying naked on my bed.

My cock was so hard in anticipation.

Freddie was starting to get hard so he was finding something appealing,
probably the big dildo.  I had cum from both the dildo and Peter's cock in
my ass.  I knew the appeal.

Freddie lifted his legs and spread his ass cheeks exposing his hole.

His little rose bud was so inviting.  I was even tempted to change plans
and fuck him, it looked so appetising.  But the idea of putting a dildo
that was similar to Peter's cock in this escort's ass, and them riding him,
was too compelling and I positioned it at his hole and began to shove it
in.

Freddie's cock hardened instantly at my shoving the dildo into his ass.
This boy was definitely a bottom.

I don't know how often he got fucked (probably a lot as he was an escort)
or how recently (I guessed very as he was hot and who wouldn't, other than
me, a now sub-bottom thanks to Peter, want to fuck his cute ass).

Once I got the dildo all the way up his ass he lowered his legs so he was
basically sitting on the bed with the Peter-sized dildo completely up his
ass.  His cock sticking straight up.

I applied lube to his cock and moved to straddle him, positioning my ass
over his cock.

"Shouldn't you use a condom," he said as my ass made contact with his cock.

I knew I should but I couldn't stop and I sank down on his cock taking the
full 7" into me.

Leaning down I kissed him.

Freddie clearly wasn't a top as even with his cock all the way inside me he
made no move to fuck me.  He just kissed me back.

After sitting in his lap for a while, his cock completely up inside me, I
reached down under him and took hold of the base of the dildo and pushed it
up into him.  This caused him to buck upwards, forcing his cock deeper
inside me.

I kept doing it again and again.  I would push the dildo up into him and he
would buck and force his cock deeper inside me.

I was essentially fucking myself with a dildo but with a body in between.

That the dildo was the shape and size of Peter and was being shoved into
this cute skinny 18 year old escort whose uncut cock was in my ass made it
10 times more exciting.

Before long I was shooting all over this boy's chest and stomach.

I kept pushing the dildo up into him forcing him to buck up into my ass
until every drop of cum was forced out onto this skinny 18 year old's naked
body.

When I finished cumming I climbed off the boy.

Freddie immediately rolled onto his stomach and said "fuck me hard with
dildo until I cum."

I grabbed hold of the base of the dildo and went to work.  Where I had just
pushed it up into him a bit, as he was already sitting fully on it with
most already up his ass, I pulled it out until only the head was in his ass
and rammed it all the way in.  He was soon moaning.

I had thought Peter had turned me into a bottom but this boy was much more
of one.

His naked skinny body on my bed, me ramming 'Peter's cock' dildo into his
ass was so erotic I found myself getting hard again.

Without asking his permission I moved myself so my cock was in front of his
face.  He got the hint and put his mouth on my cock.

I didn't know if I was going to have to pay more for this but I wanted to
cum just from seeing him naked on my bed shoving the Peter-dildo into his
ass.

I was so turned on I started to ram the dildo into his ass harder.  That
seemed to make him suck harder on my cock.

Before long I was cumming in his mouth.

He didn't swallow.  He let me cum in his mouth and when I was done he got
off the bed, taking the dildo from my hand and pulling it from his ass.  He
then went to the bathroom to spit it out.

Looking at the bed I realized he had cum while I had fucked his ass with
the dildo.

He had kept sucking me and letting me fuck him with the dildo after he had
cum.

This young man was a pro.  In a way that caused me to respect him but also
diminished the experience as we hadn't just had sex (even though I had cum
twice).  He had serviced me for cash.

When he came out of the washroom I said "do you want to spend the night.  I
can drive you back down in the morning."

"No, call me cab," he said as he started to get dressed.

For Freddie this was clearly a job and with the job completed he was done.

Throwing on a bathrobe I went downstairs and called Freddie a cab.  He came
down shortly fully dressed.

"I will need money for the cab," he said.

Really?  I had just given the boy $600.

As his face showed no evidence he was joking I went up to my office and got
$40 for his cab.

Coming downstairs I handed it to him.  He handed me a slip from the notepad
in kitchen where he had written his number.

"Call me anytime," Freddie said.  "And if you want to share your neighbour
let me know, I might even be willing to do it for free."

As I tried to discern if he was being sarcastic or serious a car horn
sounded indicating the cab was out front.  I saw him to the door, where he
gave me a little kiss (which I guess was meant to indicate we were intimate
or even friends).

While it had not been intimate there was little in my life that was and I
had to admit I had enjoyed the sex.  I went upstairs, got in bed and fell
asleep, not caring that I was sleeping on Freddie's cum.

END OF CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN