Date: Thu, 10 Sep 2020 22:44:09 +0000 (UTC) From: Nick Waters Subject: Entrepreneur ENTREPRENEUR This story is completely a work of fiction. Please do not read if you cannot separate fantasy from real life or are underage. Story codes: M/b MM/b T/b This is my first submission and feedback is appreciated at: Cigarboss9@yahoo.com Justin Rand lay on his bed in his perfect bedroom basking in the glow of an orgasm. He had just discovered jerking off two months before right after he discovered gay porn on the net. At eleven the boy was in the closet but was absolutely sure of what he liked sexually. He liked men. Big, hairy, older men. Justin desperately wanted to see some more porn, but the only computer he had access to lay in the kitchen and his father cut off the Internet connection at 11 PM every night. This did not stop the boy from playing with his hairless dick and balls every day. That day he experimented by tying a shoelace around his balls to the baseboard of his bed. He found when he stretched his balls, his dry cums were much more intense. But NOT as intense as the one with porn. Half an hour later Justin was talking to his father. "But dad! Everyone has an I-phone. I am the only one who doesn't have one?" His father adjusted his glasses and sniffed. "Nonsense. What do you need an I-phone for? We have a perfectly functioning landline and a computer for you to use." "But Dora is on it all the time," the lad pleaded. "Dora is our housekeeper and has to use it to order groceries and such. Besides, you have all the access you need for homework. It's summer now, and that need is past." "But..." "No buts, young man. A smartphone is a frivolous expense for an eleven year old. Might I remind you I spend 37,650 dollars a year for your education?" the tax attorney noted. "If you want an Iphone I suggest you go out and earn the money." "But how?" Justin cried. "You might check at the country club. They always have need for picking up towels and things." Justin biked over to the country club and talked with the pool manager. "Honey, I would love to help you, but it is illegal to hire anyone under fifteen in this state." Justin nodded and with head bowed sat on a pool recliner to think. "Hey kid," a man lying near him called out. Justin looked up and his heart skipped. A very hunky man with a black beard, muscles, and a large but firm belly was talking to him. "I heard you talking just now. Hey, don't you live on Sherwood Lane?" Justin nodded, his three inch penis twitching in his shorts. "Hi, I am your neighbor. The name's Jack Atwood." The handsome burly man put out his massive hand and Justin took it into soft, little hand. "How do you do, Mr. Atwood? I am Justin Rand." Jack smiled at the kid's manners. "You know when I was your age, I made money by mowing lawns and washing windows. I use a landscape service now, but I have a few businesses that always need some extra help. If you are interested, stop by my house tomorrow at two. We can chat about it then." "Thanks, Mr. Atwood! You are the best!" Jack smiled and eyed the kid. Cute as fuck, he thought. I would love to see him naked. Justin biked home and went straight to his room. He jerked his little cocklet furiously thinking of the big, hairy man. He wanted to touch the tattoos on the man's muscular arms. When he thought of burying his face in the man's chest hair, his little dick twitched in dry and exquisite pleasure. The next day, the handsome kid walked over to his neighbor's house. There were no walls separating the estates, but there was a good two acres. He came upon a sprawling one bedroom modern house. Jack was shirtless and painting the hull of a speedboat like Justin had seen on Hawaii Five-O. "That is so cool, Mr. Atwood. I wish my dad would buy a boat. He says it is an unnecessary expense maintaining and insuring." Jack looked at the slight boy and laughed. "Well, it is an expense. But living near Lake Madagaskilla is one of the reasons to live in this area. As for maintenance, here I am painting the hull." "Is that something you would want me to do?" "Maybe in a few years. This is special paint and has to be applied carefully. Wanna come up and sit in the captain's chair?" Jack asked as he climbed the ladder. Justin stared at the man's butt and got hard. He even has hair on his back, he thought. Jack sat on the captain's chair and motioned for Justin to sit on his lap. The pedophile noticed a bulge in the boy's shorts and smiled. When he settled in, he could feel the man's hair through his shirt. "So, Justin. A few questions. What grade are you in?" "I start sixth grade this summer, sir." "So that would make you, eleven?" "Yes. Sir. Do you have any kids, Mr. Atwood?" Just the sexy fuck I have in my lap he thought. "No, Justin. I am not married. I think girls are yucky." The boy giggled at that. "So do I." "Then we have something in common. But men and boys are just fine. Go ahead and steer the boat, Justin. If you work hard for me, I will take you out on the lake." He grabbed the wheel and started making motor noises. Jack slipped his hand under the boy's polo shirt and started rubbing the kid's belly. "Thank you, Mr. Atwood. I promise to work hard. What kind of business do you have?" "I own several businesses. I am what is known as an entrepreneur. Do you know what that is?" The boy shook his head no. "It's someone who starts up his own business or multiple businesses. I started out being a barber. I still own the shop and cut hair now and then. I also own a cigar shop, a dry cleaners, a McDonald's franchise, and other things." "Oh cool! Can I work at the McDonald's?" "I wish you could, little buddy, but that is against the franchise rules and the law. There are too many managers and employees there. What do you want a job for anyway?" "I want an I-phone and my dad won't buy one for me. Or even a laptop. The only computer I can use is in the kitchen and our housekeeper's room is right off the kitchen. She is always coming in and using it." Jack's hand moved up to the boy's smooth chest. "That sucks. A man should have complete and private access to the web. Either way you are looking at around six hundred dollars at least and maybe more for monthly charges." Justin nodded glumly. "But I think we can help each other out. My barbershop needs a good scrubbing, and I could offer you fifty dollars to do it. Then I could find more work. But because you are underage, if anyone asks, you have to say you got paid for doing odd jobs like cleaning out my garage and washing my windows. Can you keep a secret? If you absolutely know you can keep that one, I can pay you off the books." "I can keep a secret. I swear! I don't really talk to my parents anyway." "Alright then. Meet me tomorrow at the Dude's Den Barbershop at noon. I will even throw in a haircut for free. You are looking kind of shaggy there." Justin excitedly agreed and ran home to jerk off again remembering how his handsome neighbor smelled and how horny the man touching his belly and chest made him feel. And he said that girls are yucky. Maybe he is gay, he thought excitedly while passionately stroking his hard dicklet. The Dude's Den was on a side street in town. It took the boy 40 minutes to bike there, and Justin was a bit sweaty when he arrived. The closed sign was on the door, and the shades were drawn. He rang the bell, and Jack Atwood opened the door. "There's my hardworking new employee!" He closed the door and eyed the boy. Just as before, the boy was dressed in neatly pressed shorts and an expensive polo shirt. "But what are you wearing those clothes? You are here to clean. And it's a dirty job." Justin flushed. "I don't have any other type of clothes. My mother doesn't want me going around looking like a ragamuffin." "Hmmm," that is a problem." The handsome bearded man replied rubbing his chin and eyeing the boy. "I know. You can strip down to your underwear." Justin blushed a deep red. Jack saw that and got instantly hard. Nothing like embarrassing little boys to chub his perverted dick. "What? It's just us guys. Come on, strip down, and I will cut your hair." Slowly Justin removed his polo shirt and then sat down to unlace his expensive sneakers. When he was down to his immaculate white briefs, Jack quickly gathered up his clothes and took them to a closet. "We will keep these nice and neat, he said hanging up the clothes and putting the sneakers on a shelf." What the boy didn't see was the man locking the closet with a key. The 37 year old turned and eyed the 11 year old now only clad in white shorts. Damn, he thought, this kid is fucking luscious. His flat belly was smooth as silk with a cute innie belly button. He caught a glimpse of his smooth armpits and started to drip precum. This was a bit dicey because the pedo was only wearing a pair of thin cotton shorts and a tee. His dick was rock hard and bulging obscenely. Jack moved behind the barber chair and turned it towards the boy. "Hop on in, kiddo." Justin complied blushing again at his near naked state. The barber turned the chair around again so the boy was facing the mirror. Seeing himself nearly naked in the mirror with a clothed man behind him made him blush all over. Jack grinned wickedly and covered the boy with a barber's apron around his neck. Jack chatted amiably while he took the opportunity to run his hands through the boy's hair and touch his face. Justin relaxed and told him about his pet cat and how he was a good runner but sucked at basketball. He forgot about being nearly naked and enjoyed looking in the mirror at the handsome man cutting his hair. His arms lay on the barber chair armrests, and Jack swiveled the chair to cut the sides. When he did that, Justin felt the man's body make contact with his arm. Just that small thing sent electricity through the kid making him bone hard. The pervert smiled knowingly and moved so his hard dick clothed in thin cotton made contact with the hairless arm. As he moved around to snip the hair, his barely covered pedo cock rubbed back and forth on his bare arm. "Oh my god!" Justin thought. "Is that his junk?" He was happy he was covered because he was sure his dick was in danger of popping out of his tighty whities. "What do you think of your haircut, sport?" the man asked. "Cool. I like it. Thank you. It's short but really neat like the cool kids wear it," the boy enthused. Jack finished and then quickly moved away from the chair. The little boy caught a glimpse of the lump in the man's shorts and thought he might cum then. He liked it too, he thought excitedly. Jack came back into the room all business minded and with his fuck tool soft in his shorts. "Here is a list of what I want done. Sweep the floor, scrub the floor, and take out the trash to the dumpster behind in the alley. The cleaning supplies are on a shelf back here as are the trash liners. This should take only about 2 or 3 hours. There is a computer in back you can use when you are done," he said with a sexy wink. "If you want, I can give you and your bike a ride home at four. I have some work to do at another shop. Any questions?" Justin shook his head no and waited for the hunky man to leave to take off the barber's apron. His little tool was tenting his white briefs. That would have been soooo embarrassing if he had seen that he thought. Justin worked hard for the next few hours. He got down on his knees to scrub the floor and on his belly to get to the hard to reach spots. The boy was determined to do a thorough job, but he hurried too wanting as much time as possible on the computer. Jack went to his cigar shop and logged onto his computer. He entered his code and was treated to the sight of young Justin on his hands and knees scrubbing the floor. "Fuck yeah," the pedo said out loud rubbing his crotch. The boy ass in that position was just begging for a mounting by a horny man. He watched the boy off and on while he did the books. When Justin finished and went to the closet for his clothes, Jack watched intently. The boy looked shocked then frustrated that he couldn't get it open. Eventually he gave up and went over to the computer on the desk. Jack entered another code and pulled up what the boy was seeing on his screen. At first Jack was disappointed that the boy was looking at the Headwright Academy where he went to school, but very quickly he was rewarded with a move to Pornhub. Hmmm, the pedo thought. He smiled when the boy selected the gay category and laughed out loud with lust when he chose bears. This is my lucky day he thought while fishing out his leaking six inches. Justin was squeezing his three inch bone in his now filthy briefs. Jack made sure all of this was being recorded. The little boy moaned and pulled his shorts down and let them fall to his ankles. Then he started stroking while watching a video of two burly bears suck and fuck each other. Almost too quickly for Jack's liking, the boy orgasmed hard. He zoomed in with the hidden video camera and saw that the boys crotch was completely hairless, and there was no cum! "Fuck yeah!" the pedo declared licking his lips. "This just keeps getting better and better." Happily the kid kept on stroking. He watched for a while longer and then decided to return to the barbershop. Jack drove over to the store with a raging fat boner. He let himself in through the back quietly and went to the control panel switching off the cameras. He then rounded the corner quickly catching the eleven year old in mid stroke. Justin blushed and then reach down to his ankles to pull up his shorts. He remembered the porno playing on the screen and stopped pulling up his shorts to try and turn that off. Before he could do either, Jack was next to him. He lifted his sneaker and stepped on the boy's underwear between his legs. "Hey, little buddy. Watcha watching?" Jack asked putting a hand on the back of the boy's neck. "I, uh, oh, it was just, ugh, ....." the boy stammered, his body taken on a rose blush but his little boy cock staying hard and throbbing. The humiliation made Jack's boner leak a quarter size spot of prefuck in his shorts. "You were just watching some hot man porn while you stroked your meat. It's a good thing I am the one who caught you, buddy. Someone else might not be so understanding. So, what are you watching? Two Bears in the Woods. Mmmmm. That looks fucking hot." The humiliated boy looked shocked and relieved at the same time. He reached down to pull up his underwear, but Jack stopped him. "Get on your feet for a second," Jack instructed the almost naked child. Justin complied, cupping his hands in front of his little boy boner. "Step out of the briefs now," Jack instructed. Mindlessly the boy obeyed and was now totally naked and exposed to the seasoned pedophile. His underwear lay on the floor. Jack sat in the chair and pulled the naked lad onto his lap. He opened the middle desk drawer and pulled out a container of Albolene. "Let's watch this together, Justin," he said while taking off the cap of the moisturizer. "Take your hands off your dick and rest them on the chair. Good boy." Jack leaned in and put his mouth up to the kid's ear. He licked inside it as he slipped his lubed hand down to the totally smooth and hard dick. Slowly, sensuously he started stroking the cocklet. Justin moaned loudly this being the most excellent his young cock had ever felt. "That's my boy. Let your Uncle Jack, jack your dick! Mmmmm. You are so hard and sexy, boy. You like those fat hairy fuckers, huh?" "Yeah," he barely croaked out. The naked boy moved to stay on the man's lap and became aware of the hard meat in the man's shorts. Jack used his other hand and starting squeezing his tiny tits. Justin moaned. When the experienced man started lightly tugging and squeezing his small hairless balls, the boy moaned louder. The perv smiled and continued to stroke the little boy. Justin was beyond speech. If he thought jerking off to porn was exciting, another person's hand on his dick was to the moon exciting. The big sexy bear playing with his naked body was his ideal, his literal jerk off fantasy. The pedo played with the boy's body, tweaking his tits, tugging his balls, and digging into his belly button. He slid the finger to the boy's mouth and penetrated between his lips. The boy instinctively sucked on it and got it wet. The experienced molester brought the finger under his balls and into his hairless ass crack. He found his tiny hole and tapped and probed and rubbed circles over it. The kid actually mewed like a kitten and brought his knees up in uncontrollable pleasure. Jack removed the finger and covered it with lube. He returned to the boy's fuck hole and slipped the tip inside. Justin moaned. Jack smiled and pulled out the tip. Grabbing the boy's legs, he brought his feet up to the top of the desk. This left his butt cheeks open and easy to access. Moving the finger back to his hole, the pervert slid the finger in to the second knuckle. He slowly began to finger fuck the boy and began to search for his prostate. Finding the little bump, the man slid his finger in all the way. Then he pulled it all the way out making sure to rub the kid's boy button. It only took a few of these moves combined with a never ceasing stroking on his cock to send the boy into a dry orgasm. The little boy cried out in a loud moan when he came. The pedophile took the opportunity to slide his adult tongue into the open mouth. Surprised, Justin's eyes flew open, but nature took over and soon he was passionately kissing the older man. The beard scratched his smooth face. Jack broke the kiss and looked at the sated naked child. "How was that, my boy?" "Mr. Atwood, that was everything I ever wanted. Oh my god, this is so much fun!" The kid exclaimed in his girlish high-pitched voice. "Call me Uncle Jack. I have a feeling we are going to be really close from now on." The handsome man smiled at the youth.