Date: Sat, 5 Nov 2005 16:54:11 -0800
From: Boystory <boystory@comcast.net>
Subject: Satyr-Boy-10

Well, this is the last installment of "Satyr Boy" before the grand
finale.  It details the character's ongoing sexual experiences.

As usual, if you're under 18, or in the company of someone under 18,
then please do not download or read this story.  The depictions in this
story involve sexual contact between a boy and an adult male.  The time
frame for these stories is from the boy's 8th through 16th year, and
the men range from age 19 to 60.  Unlike my other stories, this story
is mainly about sexual conquest.  If that is not to your liking, then
please find another story to read.  Also, I should state that these
events are nothing more than fantasy.  Any resemblance to any person
alive or dead is purely coincidental.  None of these events ever
happened, not that some would be all that bad if they did, but...

I would love to hear feedback on this story from all of you.  All
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his assistance in editing this chapter.  He knows who he is.  Thanks!

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I hope you enjoy this installment of "Satyr-Boy"

Lenny boystory@comcast.net

"S A T Y R - B O Y" CHAPTER 10 – A trip on the Wild Side

For the next few years, things were pretty tame.  Sure, I was having
sex on a regular basis, about 4 or 5 times a week, but nothing really
special happened.  When I was a few months from my 16th birthday, I met
a guy at the mall.  He and I went back to his place and had a very
steamy day of sex.  He told me that this was the first time he had
picked up a boy at the mall.

I asked him where he usually found willing teens for sex and he told me
about a place in West Hollywood where a man could find boys who were
willing, and able.  At that moment, I decided to go there.

The following day, I hopped into my car.  Yes, I was 16 now and had my
license.  For my 16th birthday mom bought me an old 1966 Chevy Nova.  I
really loved that car.  Anyway, I dressed in what I thought to be my
most seductive and revealing clothing before I left a note at home that
I was staying with a friend overnight, jumped into the car and headed
off to West Hollywood.

I arrived at the prescribed area about an hour later.  It was about
10am and there wasn't much going on.  I went into the local burger
joint, ordered myself something to eat, and within a few minutes
another boy of maybe 14 came over and, without asking, sat in the booth
opposite me.  We had the following conversation:

"Fresh Meat?" he inquired.

"Well, hello to you too.  Yea, it's my first time here."

"Well, let me show you the ropes then.  I may even get a chance to
sample your wares.  I'll pay, don't worry.  You're totally cute."

"Pay?  I don't plan on selling myself."

"Are you fuckin' nuts?  With that body you could get top dollar!  With
the right management, of course."

I decided to change the subject and asked him his name and age.

"My name is Anthony, and I can be as old or young as you want.  But if
you want my real age, it's 15.  I know, I look like I'm 13 or 14, but
that helps me get more money.  So, are you a virgin, cause virgins get
like $100 for their first time."

"Um, no, I'm far from being a virgin."  I said before telling him about
my life from the age of 8.

"Fuck!  Eight years old?  Man, I could only wish I got it at eight.  I
was 12 when my dad first fucked me.  He said he knew I'd like it, and
well, he was right.  He caught me with a neighbor the next day and
threw my ass out of the house.  I've been doing this ever since."

"Gee, man, I'm sorry."

"Hey, don't be sorry.  I've got more money now than my dad ever had.  I
get about $40 per trick and I turn 3 or 4 a night.  My motel room only
costs me $15, food's only about $10, so I save about $100 a day, 7 days
a week.  I'm only gonna do this for another 6 months or so, until I get
enough to set myself up in Mexico.  By then my stash will be about
$25,000."

"I only came here to find someone to have sex with.  I wasn't going to
charge for it."

"Now I know you're nuts.  Hey, I got an idea.  If you wanna have sex so
bad, would you mind helping me out?  With you, in a week or two, I
could save up 6 months worth of money."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, one of us usually gets about $40 from a trick.  But a duo is so
much hotter to the Johns that I could get like $100 for the both of us.
Since you don't want any money for it, I could get like triple my usual
savings and be done with this life, forever."

"I don't know if I could get away every day.  I do have a family.  But
I know I could get away like 3 or 4 days a week."

"Well, I guess that would be cool.  I'd just have to do it for a month
or so, then I could get out of here and head south."

I thought about it and decided to help him out.  "Ok, how do we do
this?"

"Well, it's Saturday.  Most of the Johns won't be lookin' until about
3pm, so we just chill until then.  We could go back to my place and
'warm up' if you wanna."

I had never had sex with someone my age or younger, so I decided to
give it a try.  "Ok, cool."

We finished eating and we took my car down the street to his motel.  I
asked him how he, at 15 and looking like he was younger, had gotten a
motel room.  I wondered why they would rent a room to a kid.

"There are about 7 of us guys living here.  The perv that owns this
place trades his silence for sex.  Each day of the week, a different
one of us, um, takes care of him.  He still makes us pay for the rooms
so his books don't look funny if he's ever audited, but it's cool.  He
is nice about it, and kind of protects us if we get a bad one."

Free enterprise.  Isn't it great?

We entered his room, and closed the door.  He immediately grabbed me
and kissed me.  He was extremely talented at it too.  One thing led to
another, and we found ourselves naked within 5 minutes.  He had a nice
body, about the same height as me.  He maybe weighed 130 pounds.  His
cock was not all that big, only about 5" in it's erect state like it
was at that moment, he was cut, but the first thing I noticed was that
he had shaved his pubes.  He had no hair.  I asked about this and he
said that the Johns liked hairless boys.  It made him seem even
younger.

He pushed me onto the bed, and within seconds had swallowed my six
incher.  He gave me a very nice blowjob, swallowing my copious load
without allowing any to escape his mouth.  He then laid next to me on
the bed and kissed me, tongue wrestling.  When we broke the kiss, he
said:

"Ok, let's see exactly how experienced you are."

I didn't need any more encouragement.  I moved down and sucked on his
nipples making them harden into erection.  I gently bit on each one.
At the same time, I was playing with his balls, manipulating them with
my fingers, and pulling on them.  I moved southward.  I licked all over
his shaved pubic area, avoiding his now rock hard tool.  I sucked one,
then the other of his balls into my mouth and gave them a thorough
bathing with my tongue.  Then, I moved up and nibbled gently on the
ridge of his circumcision scar.  He began leaking pre-cum at that
moment, which I greedily lapped up with my tongue.  I slipped him
between my lips and gave him a long, slow, blowjob.  Every time I
sensed that he was getting near climax, I would squeeze his balls, just
enough to cause a little pain, and back him off from climaxing.

About 15 minutes later, he was moaning fiercely.  He began to whimper
and plead with me to let him cum.  I slipped a finger into my mouth to
wet it as I continued sucking on him, moved it to his hole, and pressed
it inside.  I quickly found his prostate and gave it a jab.  This
pushed him over the edge and he literally exploded into my mouth.  I
swallowed all he had before moving back up to lay beside him again.

"Man, I gotta remember some of that shit.  I could get some huge tips
from the Johns doing that kind of treatment.  You had me literally
begging you to let me cum."

I smiled at his obvious approval at my technique.  He looked at the
clock and it showed the time to be 3:30 in the afternoon.  He said that
it was time to go to work.

We dressed again and went out to meet our first customer of the night.
It didn't take long before a guy pulled up in his car.  Anthony went up
to the window and had a brief conversation with the man.  He motioned
for me to get into the car.

I hopped into the back seat and Anthony hopped into the front.  We
directed the man back to Anthony's motel room where he parked in a spot
directly in front of the door.  We entered the room and Anthony told
the guy that he wanted the money up front.  I was amazed when the guy
reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of money that would choke
a horse.  I was even more floored when he took three, crisp, new, $100
bills and handed them to Anthony.  Anthony turned his head to me and
winked before he left the room saying he'd be right back after he
stashed the money.

The man looked at me with the kind of look a little boy has on
Christmas Day.  He was full on anticipation.  He said to me:

"So, this is your first, huh?"

I decided to play along so I said, "Yea, it's the first trick I've
turned."  It was the truth, I had never had sex and been paid for it,
which, was kinda what I was doing even though I wasn't getting the
money myself.

The man came up to me and began caressing my face.  He was really
gentle.  I reached out as nervously as I could make it seem and
tentatively touched the bulge in his pants.  I reached over and fumbled
with his belt eventually undoing it and then proceeded to remove his
pants.  He wasn't wearing underwear, so I was greeted with the sight of
his erect seven inch, uncut penis.  I could tell he wasn't cut because
the foreskin partially concealed the head of his cock.  I dropped to my
knees and began to lick on his cock.

Anthony returned at this point and laughed. "Horny little bastard,
isn't he." He said to nobody in particular.

I released the man's cock from my mouth and sat on the edge of the bed.
The man asked for Anthony and I to make out for him.  Anthony came up
to me and while he was facing me so the guy couldn't see him, he
winked.

Anthony started to remove my clothes, and I did the same to him.  Once
we were both naked, we plopped onto the bed and began making out.  I
noticed out of the corner of my eye that the guy was sitting in a
chair, jacking off while he watched us.

After a few minutes, Anthony and I moved into a 69 and sucked on each
other.  Moments later we heard the guy moan.  We stopped sucking and
both looked at him as he came all over himself.  Anthony chuckled and
got off the bed, went over to the guy and began licking him clean.

Once the guy was clean, he asked to see me fuck Anthony.  Anthony shook
his head and told the guy that he had paid to cum; once.  He had done
that, and if he wanted more, he'd have to pay again.

Without any hesitation, the guy pulled out his money and handed Anthony
another $300.  Anthony smiled, and put the money in the drawer next to
the bed.  The guy sat back in the chair, and Anthony handed me a tube
of KY he had removed from the drawer when he put the money away.

I prepared Anthony's hole and my dick.  I pulled his legs up and pushed
them to his chest, exposing his rosebud.  I positioned my dick at his
entrance, and gently pushed into him.  He opened up like the pro that
he was and within seconds I was fully inside him.  I began a long,
slow, fuck which elicited some constant moaning from Anthony.

Meanwhile, the guy was slowly masturbating in the chair watching us.

Figuring the guy had already cum once, I decided to make this last.  I
maintained my slow long dicking of Anthony.  After about 5 minutes,
Anthony cried out and I looked at his face as he scrunched up his eyes
and came.  The first shot hit him square on his cheek, and the next few
painted a line down his abdomen.

As Anthony came, the guy in the chair cried out and came again.
Feeling left out, I increased my tempo and after a couple minutes, shot
my seed inside my new business partner.

Once I was finished, I got up off the bed, approached the guy, and
licked up his cum.

We all redressed and the man thanked us before he left.

As soon as we saw the guy pull away, Anthony said, "Oh Man, $600 in an
hour.  I fuckin knew you were good for business.  600 fuckin dollars!
I never thought he'd go for the $300 I told him at the corner, be he
seemed eager and agreed.  When he said he wanted to watch you fuck me,
I figured I'd try to get more, and the mother fucker bought it.  Fuck!"

Anthony and I showered and walked back to our corner.  It wasn't but 10
minutes before we were 'hired' again.  We went with the guy back to the
motel room.  Inside the guy said he wanted to fuck us both.  Anthony
said, sure, it's what you paid the $300 for.  When we began to undress
ourselves the guy said to wait.

He approached me and literally ripped my clothes off of my body.  He
threw the rags onto the floor, and then did the same to Anthony.  I
could see the alarm in Anthony's eyes and began to get frightened.  The
guy approached me and pushed me forcefully onto the bed.  Unbeknownst
to me, Anthony had pushed a button on the underside of the nightstand
and a moment later, as the guy was trying to push his fat dick into my
hole unprepared, the door opened and a big guy came into the room and
literally beat the shit out of the guy.

After the big dude had gotten rid of the John, Anthony introduced me to
Emilio.  Emelio was a friend of the owner, and provided the protection
the guys needed.  "The owner had a panic button installed in each of
our rooms and if we get an asshole who we think is gonna hurt us, we
just push the button and Emilio came in and took care of the
'problem'."

I thanked Emilio, Anthony reached into the drawer and handed Emilio one
of the $100 bills.  Emilio looked at it and asked Anthony why it was
more than the normal $20 he usually got for taking the garbage out.

Anthony just said he felt generous.  Emilio didn't question it and
left.  I was a little concerned because now I had no clothes to wear.
I hadn't brought a change of clothing with me. Anthony said I could
wear some of his.  We were about the same size.

We turned a total of 5 tricks that day.  After the last one, Anthony
kissed me deeply.  He told me that I was probably the answer to his
prayers.  All together, we had raked in almost $1,600.  Anthony said
that was more than he made in 2 weeks.

We dressed and went out for dinner.  Since I had a car we went a few
miles to 'Lawrey's Prime Rib'.  One of the most expensive restaurants
in town.  We entered and the Matre' D gave us a look and started to say
that we couldn't in any way afford a meal there.  Anthony just
chuckled, pulled out a wad of money, handed the guy a $50 bill and
said, "Look, just get us a fucking table."

The guy looked at Anthony with his wad of money, looked down at his $50
and escorted us to a quiet booth in the back of the restaurant.

We enjoyed the meal, Anthony paid the bill, and we went back to the
motel.  Anthony and I had sex again that night before we went to sleep
in each other's arms.  We had another successful day on Sunday evening,
and around 8pm I left for home.  Even after paying out over $300 for us
over the weekend, Anthony and I had made over $3000.  I drove home and
went into my room.  I began to undress.  I emptied my pockets and found
that someone had slipped $500 into my back pocket of my borrowed jeans.

Anthony and I got together several times over the next month.  On the
last day we were working, he told me that with my help he had saved
over $10,000 during that month.  Now, in 1976, that was a hell of a lot
of money.  Anthony told me that he was leaving the next day for Mexico.
He had over $30,000 saved up and he was going to live the life of
luxury down there.  I gave him my address, kissed him, and left.

I hear from Anthony a couple times a year.  He sends me a birthday
card, and a Christmas card every year.  He's now with a guy he met
there. They have been together for over 20 years now.

I know it's not always as good as it was for me.  You know, working the
streets.  I never did it again after that month with Anthony.  In
today's world, it is nowhere near as 'safe' as it was then.  If you're
in similar circumstances, please do what you can to get off the
streets.  Ask for help, from anyone.

 # # #

There's the last of the chapters of Satyr-Boy before my grand finale.
In the next episode you will me the first true love of my life.  A man
that literally changed the entire direction of my life.

Well, be safe in all that you do.  Until next time,

Daniel