Date: Sat, 17 Mar 2012 09:44:28 -0400 From: John Marshall <crackerjacker18@hotmail.com> Subject: The Working Boys Chapter 11 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 11 "Kid, you are one hell of a cocksucker," Mike sighed as he and Ronon cuddled nakedly amid the dishevelment of the boy's unmade bed. "You got one hell of a cock," Ronon countered, giggling in his androgenous manner so perfectly fitting for the beautiful little girlish boy's image. Minus the kid's uncharacteristically huge boy-cock one would be hard-pressed to decide his sex. He was simply to sweet and lovely to be a boy, yet...yet there was that monstrous cock heaving up hard as a rock, hovering barely an inch above the his tiny navel. And it wasn't that he was effeminant, except perhaps for his voice. He acted like a boy, he had the cock to prove it, yet, no eleven-year-old boy was ever so sweetly beautiful, so cute, so exceedingly sexy, or so sexually talented. "I wish I could just lie here naked with you and hold you in my arms like this and kiss you and love you and give you endless sexual pleasure for the rest of my life," Mike whispered softly as he made love to the boy's wondrously lovely face. His free hand softly carressed the little boy's flawless flesh, roaming freely over his tiny, immature, preadolescent nakedness, drawn as if magnetically to that incredible, magical cock which vied with Ronon's face to be his most seductive feature. "You can," Ronon promised. "I belong to you, remember. I'm your pivate sex slave." He smiled, knowing full well the effects his words were having on the naked man holding him in his arms. "My cock is yours...my whole naked body is yours to do with as you like." "If only that were true," Mike sighed as his fingers closed around the boy's swollen sex toy. "Stroke it," Ronon whispered. "Like this?" Mike murmurred as his fingers began to excite the boy's sexual plaything. "Mmmmmmmmmmm..."Ronon cooed softly. "Feel good?" Mike eyed the boy's expressive, sweet face as much as the cock in his hand. "Keep doin' it like that, I love the feeling," Ronon sighed, surrendering his tiny, naked, young boy-body to the sweet sexual pleasure the man was giving him. "I love your cock," Mike whispered, kissing him. "I'm rather attached to it too," Ronon joked. Mike laughed in spite of himself. "Yes, fortunately for us both." "You're makin' it feel good," Ronon whispered back softly, "I love the feeling you're giving me." "You love sex...any kind of sex...all sex..." "Orgasms...I love orgasms best," Ronon chose his words carefully, in effect urging the man on. "Give me an orgasm, Mike, make me cum, Mike, Jack me off and make me cum." "One orgasm, cumming up," Mike promised, falling more deeply in love with the little boy with every stroke of the boy's hard, throbbing cock. "I wanna make you cum sooo hard, Ronon. I want to give you as much pleasure as you gave me a moment ago." "You are," Ronon intoned, squirming slightly as the pleasure grew more pronounced deep down at the base of his hard, young boy-cock. "Ouuuaooohhhhhhhh god, yes, yes, yes, Mike, you ARE, you ARE, makin' it feel good, jackin' my cock and makin' it feel gooooooood, oeooahieohoiehoh fucccckkkk, the feeling, the feeling, the feeling you're makin' me feel, ahghhehahh..." "Yes, yes, yes, feel it, boy, feel the feeling, feel how good it feels when I jack your cock, boy, yeah, yeah, feels good, don't it? Huh, huh? You like that? You like that feeling? "Ohhhh god, man, you're gettin' to me, makin' me feel soooooo good, soooooo fuckin' goood, oeohgieohehrhhhgh," Ronon began thrusting up his cock into Mike's stroking fist, striving for ever greater, stronger, more intense sexual pleasure. "Do it, do it, keep doin' it to me, keep doin' it to my cock, oheehhahehhrhhghh, Mike you're gonna make me cummmmm, gonna get me off, oehhahehhrhehh fuccckk, feels good, feels good, feels better and better, ohhehhhhhh fucccck, make me cum, I'm gonna cum, I can feel it, I'm gettin' close, closer and closer...oehgehhhehhehr fuck, fuck, FUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKKK," Ronon suddenly grew stiff, arching his back, heaving his tiny ass high off the bed, heaving, thrusting, soaring higher and higher in his aching, swelling, naked sexual pleasure, "AIIEIGHEHAHEHRHEHHHHHHHHHGHHEHAHGHHEH MIKE, MIKE, MIKE, JACK ME, JACK ME, JACK ME OFF, JACK ME, OFF, MAKIN' ME CUM, MAKIN' ME FUCKIN' CUMMMMM...FEELING I SOOOO STRONG, OHEHHAHEHHH, YES, YES, YES, KEEP MAKIN' ME FEEEEELLL IT...AGHEIAIEOHROAHEHHEHEHRH...UNNNNNGGHHHHH...UNGGGGHHHHH...AIEHGEOAIEHRHRHEHHGHEHH!!" Ronon cried out in the throes of the excruciating sexual pleasure Mike's stroking hand on his cock was giving him. "YES, YES, YES, RONON, DO IT, DO IT BOY, SHOOT YOUR CUM, BOY, CUM ON, CUM ON, SHOOT IT, FEEL THE FEELING AND SHOOT, GIVE ME YOUR CUM, YOUR VERY FIRST BATCH OF SWEET, HOT BOY-CUM, OHHHH YEAH, YEAH, YOU'RE SOOOO BEAUTIFUL WHEN YOU'RE TRYING TO SHOOT YOUR CUM, AHHEHAHEHRHH YEAH, BABY, YEAH, YEAH, FEEL THE FEELING MY HAND'S GIVING YOUR COCK, MAKIN' IT FEEL GOOOD, MAKIN' TI FEEL SOOOOOO GOOD, SOOO FUCKIN' GOOOD, YEAH, YEAH, OHHEHHAHEHHHGH YEAHHHHHHH..." Mike powered the boy up, over, and through what had to be one of his best orgasms ever. The kid was flailing around in his arms like a madman, pink with aching sexual pleasure so incredible Mike could only compare it to the first time he and Darin had ever gone cock to cock. "Ohhhhahehhhahh WOW...aheighehahehrhheghhhh god, that was...awesome...incredible...ohhhahehh fuck, my cock'll never be the same again! Ronon proclaimed feverishly as his naked little boy-body slowly came down from the incredible sexual ecstasy Mike had given him. "If you'd been shooting cum, we'd have both drowned in it," Mike kissed him hotly reluctantly releasing the boy's pulsating hard cock in order to once more sweep his hands up over the naked little boy-body he so adored. "You really know how to make a boy's cock sing," Ronon praised him, attacking the man's lips with his own. "That wasn't a song, it was a fuckin' ARIA!" Mike told him. "What's a fuckin' aria?" "The main event in an opera," Mike informed the young boy-child. "I can't wait for my voice to change so I can sing...not like a little girl," Ronon sighed wistfully. "Your voice is perfect, don't change a thing, I love your 'little girl' voice...and your big boy cock here." Mike worshipped the young boy's nakedness. "My mom says she couldn't decide whether to have a little boy or a little girl so she made the best of both," Ronon recalled, thinking of his mother for the first time since he'd been gone. "Ohhh, and your dad had nothing to do with it, is that it?" Mike joked, tweaking the little boy's tiny nippled. "Oh, he's the one gave me such a big cock, you should see HIS!" Ronon boasted, "...twice as big as YOURS," "Twice as big, huh?" Mike smiled induligently, "must be something of a nuisance in that case. He have trouble keeping his balance when the thing get's hard?" Ronon hadn't quite said so, but Mike suspected his father regularly mollested him. "Okay, maybe not TWICE as big, but...pretty fuckin' big, anyway." Ronon insisted. "Hey, you're hard again, you want me to make you cum again?" "Hey, have at it, kid, show me what you can do?" "I already did that...I sucked you off...hey, you like handjobs?" Ronon suddenly scooted down, resting his head on Mike's slender abdomen, gripping the man's cock, and demonstrating his take on manual labor. "I bet you're not as good as me," Mike wagered. "You bet your ass I am," Ronon vigorously attacked the man's cock in a flurry of hard, fast, powerful strokes. "I wish," Mike laughed, "Ooooooooooo fucccck, kid, don't fuckin' rip it OFF!" "You wish what?" "That your ASS was at stake here," Mike grinned, "that's a bet I'd love to make with ya." "I meant YOUR ass, fucker, not MINE!" Ronon corrected as he nonetheless continued giving the cock in his hand a thorough going over. "You wanna fuck MY ass?! Mike cried in surprise. It was a possibility he'd somehow not considered. "Fuck yes, I'm a GREAT ass fucker," Ronon proclaimed, "Dad says...." "Yes?" Mike was now more sure than ever that Ronon and his father were sexually active. "Feeling good?" Ronon changed the subject. "You fuck your dad, right?" Mike asked point blank. "Yes," Ronon admitted softly. "And your mom, you fuck her too?" Mike pressed onward, now that he had the boy on the defensive. "NO!" Ronon suddenly reacted, furiously jacking Mike's cock. "OHHHHH...fuck, ouch, take it easy, kid, it may be hard as a rock, but it ain't fuckin' GRANITE," Mike reacted in pain. "Sorry," Ronon appologized, returning to a more reasonable firmness and pace. "I'm sorry too, I didn't mean to...pry," Mike reacted to the boy's emotional distress. "I ain't no motherfucker," Ronon insisted firmly. "I see, fuckin' your dad is okay, but not your old lady?" "Something like that," Ronon exhaled, realizing his reasoning defied logic. "Hmph...I've met your mom, remember...I wouldn't fuck her either," Mike joked. "My mom's..." Ronon started instinctively to defend her, "...my mom's a...bitch...a fuckin' slut, not quite a whore but only because she'd rather GIVE it away," Ronon released his anger and frustration almost without realizing it, yet never once missing a stroke on Mike's cock. Mike wished he'd not pursued the subject. He hated to see Ronon hurting. "I'm sorry," he whispered lovingly to the boy. "But I still love her," Ronon added, wishing he could once more hug her and kiss her. "It's hard not to love your mother," Mike smiled down at the boy who was doing a first-rate job arousing him sexually, gradually dragging him closer and closer to his second orgasm of the night. "I miss her." "You DO?" Mike reacted in disbelief. "I mean...you do?" he repeated, trying to act less surprised. "She's a lot of fun," Ronon giggled girlishly, "I mean...most of the time, it's not like she's my MOM but more like...like..." "Your mom molests you too?" Mike asked in surprise. Ronon giggled again, "it's more like we molest each other." "But you don't FUCK her?" "She won't," Ronon confessed. "But you WOULD?" Mike asked. "Ohhhhh, fuck, Ronon, you're gonna make me cum any minute now!" "Do, it shoot your cum again!" Ronon reacted excitedly. "Probably not," he replied, "maybe when I'm a little older." "Older?" Mike suppressed a grin and laughter, "how old?" "Thirteen, fourteen maybe," Ronon reasoned in his little-boy mind. "Ohhhhhhh fuck, I'm gonna cummmmm..." Mike suddenly cried, almost surprised at how quickly and surely the boy had worked his sexual magic on his cock. "OOHEHHAHEHRHEHH FUCCCCKKKK....FUCCCCKKKK....FUCCKKKKK, RONON, JACKIN' ME, JACKIN' ME, JACKIN' ME OFF AND MAKIN' ME CUMMMM...SHOOTIN'...OHHH SORRY, I get you in the eye?" "Almost," Ronon reacted as he nonetheless fervidly pumped the man's cock, counting eight good, hard, powerful spurts. "CUM ON, MAN, CUM ON, GIVE ME ANOTHER ONE, ANOTHER BIG, HARD SPURT, MAN, YEAH, YEAH, OHHHHHH YEAHHHHHHHH...GOOD ONE, OHHHYEAH, LOVE MAKIN' MEN SHOOT THEIR, CUM, MAN, YOU SHOULD SEE MY DAD, MAN HE CAN SHOOT LIKE A SONOFABITCH!" "ohHHHfuccck, THE FEELING, OOHWHEHHAHEHHRH FUUUCCCK, JACKIN' ME OFF, KID, REALLY JACKIN' ME FUCKIN' OFF, OEHGHEHHAH GOD, ALMOST BETTER THAN YOUR BLOWJOB A LITTLE WHILE AGO, FUCCCCKKKKKK," Mike exhilerated in the aching sexual pleasure in his loins which Ronon had given him. "Man, you got cum fuckin' EVERYWHERE!" Ronon laughed, wiping his face, not so much wiping it off but smearing it all over his pink little cheeks, even into his hair. Mike pulled the exhausted little boy up into his arms, kissing him profusely, "Ohhhhh god, I love you, love you soooo much!" "I like you too," Ronon told him. "Not love?" Mike asked, disappointed. "I'm a sex slave, sex slaves ain't allowed to fall in love," Ronon told him quite frankly. "Love just makes things complicated...hurt feelings, jealousy, stuff like that." "You know, you really ARE quite the pro," Mike relized just how deceiving looks could be, "eleven going on thirty!" "THIRTY!" Ronon reacted heatedly. "Twenty-nine?" "You're 22, right?" Ronon asked suddenly. "As of tomorrow, if I live that long...if you don't FUCK me to death tonight," Mike replied conditionally. "Okay, I'm eleven going on twenty-two," Ronon decided, "twenty-two ain't too old, is it?" "No, but fuckin' around with a kid like you is suddenly makin' me FEEL pretty old," Mike joked, wiping the cum from Ronon's boyish mop of hair. "How come thirteen or fourteen? he asked, the question intriguing him since about the time Ronon had made him start to cum. "Thirteen or fourteen what?" "You said you'd wait to fuck your mom until you were thirteen or fourteen..." Mike reminded him. "Mom likes big cocks, I should have...maybe twelve or fourteen inches by then," Ronon reasoned. "Like your dad?" Mike laughed. Ronon laughed too, "okay, maybe ten...." Mike smiled, "you know, kid...I wouldn't be surprised...god, you're half-way there already, another two or three years, who knows?" "You like big cocks?" Ronon asked suddenly, their lips just inches apart. "Well, not no TEN INCHES, let me tell ya," Mike admitted, laughing. "Darin's got almost eight, you like his cock?" Ronon asked playfully. "You measured his cock?" Mike kidded the boy. "I'm pretty good at estimating...man, when you got a tight little asshole like mine, you have to...you know, make decisions," Ronon explained, "do I let this guy fuck me or is he too big." "What's your limit?" Mike asked, intrigued by the kid's street smarts. "Five inches," Ronon told him, "if his cock is bigger'n mine, that's too big." Mike raised an eyebrow, "very wise. Someday, you're gonna make some girl...or guy...very happy with this thing." "GIRL?!" Ronon ejaculated. "You're 100% gay?" Mike reacted in surprise, "you've never fucked ANY girl?" "No GIRLS, I've fucked women...well...ONE woman," Ronon admitted. "Who?" Mike asked anxiously. "None of your fuckin' business," Ronon told him quickly. "A friend of mine...his mother." "SOOO...you ARE a motherfucker!" Mike teased, "just not your OWN." "I'm tired of all this talkin' you want me to fuck you now?" Ronon suddenly cut him off, all the man's questions suddenly startiing to bore him, not to mention striking closer and closer to home. "Uhhhh...sure, why not, it's been maybe ten minutes, I guess I could use a good hard fuck about now...hope to hell the Paranol has kicked in by now." "Hell yes, you think you shot that much cum a while ago on your OWN...god, you about DROWNED me in it," Ronon exclaimed as wiggled his hard cock against Mike's naked thigh. "You horny little fucker, don't you ever get tired?" Mike asked starting already to feel his age. Ronon reached for a tube of KY Derek had thoughtfully left him on the night stand. He squirted out a generous amount and headed for Mike ass. "Get your fuckin' legs up so I can get ya all greased up." "Uhhhh...right," Mike complied, still finding it difficult not being in charge. "Mmmm, you've been fucked before." "Yeah, well, I'm gay, and you know who's got...like you said, almost eight inches." "He fuck you or you fuck him most of the time?" Ronon asked as he slicked up his cock and took aim. "Nosy little fucker, ain't ya?" Mike reacted, suddenly realizing how Ronon must feel being bombarded by questions. "You a top or a bottom?" Ronon simplified the question for Mike's benefit. "Looks like I'm a bottom tonight," Mike told him as he felt Ronon plunge effortlessly into him, "Ooooo fuck, you're bigger'n you look..." "Sorry, sometimes I forget and get a little randy when I start fuckin'," Ronon appologized, slowing down his onslaught, allowing Mike to adjust. "I'll go easy on ya." "I like a little prostate action as well as the next gay but..." Mike gasped as Ronon's definition of "going easy," didn't quite match his own. "How'my doin'?" Ronon asked as he plunged in repeatedly "Hooooooo god, just...just...fine," Mike grimaced as he felt more than a little discomfort on the business end of Ronon's cock. "You like it rough and tough or sweet and soothing?" Ronon asked, voicing his menu choices. "Could I have an appetizer first?" Mike joked, even as he started enjoying the pleasant feelings Ronon's cock was giving his ass. "What?" That one had gone over Ronon's head. "Kiss me," Mike insisted, pulling Ronon's naked little boy-body down over his own, making love to the boy fucking him. "It's like walkin' and chewing gum at the same time but...I'll try," Ronon complied, almost losing contact with Mike's gripping, tight ass. "You do that," Mike insisted as he felt the boy's nubile little body rise to the occassion, heaving and thrusting deeply into him, probably lodging his cock in to the hilt each time. "OOOohhaheooheoaeeieihghhhhh...ohhhhhh...ohhh...ohhhhhh yeah...aieihghehh!" "Still hurtin?" Ronon complained impatiently, mistaking Mike's unintelligible grunts of pleasure for pain. "No, god, you're fuckin' hittin' my prostate like a battering ram, almost made me cum," Mike told him, starting to join Ronon in their mutual search for ass-fucking sexual pleasure. "You like that?" Ronon was nothing if not accurate with his cock. Moreover he was now fucking harder and faster. "Ohhhhhhh fuck, damned right I like it, ohhhhhh man, you got one hell of a cock, kid and you sure s fuck know how to use it," Mike gasped as he moment by moment gained more and more respect for the eleven-year-old's sexual prowess. "I take fucking lessons once a week from a friend of mine," Ronon divulged, "he fucks me then I fuck him, sometimes my mom fucks him too." "God, you are one...ohhhehhhehhhhhfuck, Ronon, ohghehahehrhh fuck, fuck fuck, Ronon, yeah, fuck me, fuck me, fuck that big hard fuckin' cock into me, man, makin' it feel good, man, ohhhh yeah, yeah, little guy, fuck me, babe, fuck me, fuck me, fuccckkkk...me make us cum, make us BOTH cum, ohhhhh fuck, Ronon, I want to cum with you, boy, I wanna cum and cum and cum and cum...oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,oh,oh,oh,ah,oh,ah,ah,ahhhh..." mike vocalized with each rabbit-like thrust of the kid's hyperactive pelvis, driving his hard five inches seemingly deeper with each powerful thrust. "I'm...I'm gettin' close too, Mike, your ass, sooo tight, sooo hot, ohhh man, I love fuckin' you, man, feels good, feels sooo good on my cock, ohehhahehrhehe god, I love fuckin', love the feeling, ohhh yeah, fuck me back, man move that ass, makin' my cock feel...oehgheaoeirhoeihoh god, soooo good, sooo food, heoihaoiehro fuck, gonna make me, cum, Mike, gonna do it to me, I'm feeling it, Mike, cum with me, man, cum with me cum...cum CUMMMM WITTTHHH MEEEEEEEEE...EHGIEOAHEOREHAHEHRHEHHG GOD, MIKE CUMMING, CUMMMING, CUMMING AGAIN, OHHGHEHAH OHHHH FUCK MAKIN' ME FEEL IT...FEEL IT SOOO HARD, OHEOAGIHEOIHEHG GOD, I CAN'T FUCKIN' BELIEVE...OHHHH MAN, I LOVE FUCKIN' YOU, MAN, LOVE THE FEELING, MY COCK IN YOUR ASS, FUCKIN' YOU AND FUCKIN' YOU AND FFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKK!!!" "THAT'S IT BOY, OHHHHHH FUCK, FUCK, FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK, HOEIHGOIEHOHYEAHHHHHH, HARDER, HARDER, FUCK ME HARDER, RONON, EAHEHIIEHHEIHIHEI GOD, FEELS GOOD, YOUR COCK, WHAT YOU'RE DOIN' TO ME, MAN, OHHH YEAH, LITTLE MAN, YOUR COCK IS MAKIN' ME FEEL SOO GOOD, ONE HELL OF AN ORGASM, RONON, KEEP CUMMIN' MAN, KEEP MAKIN' ME FEEL IT, FEEL IT SOOO GOOD, SOO HARD, OHHEHHHG GOD, YES, YES, YES, BOY, FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCKME, FUCKME,FUCKME,FUCKMEFUCKMEFUCKMEFUCKMEFUCKME!" Mike disintegrated into a babble of sexual moanings as he and the boy meshed their sexual pleasure into a single mass of orgasmic ecstasy more powerful than a locomotive, faster than a speeding bullet, making them feel like they could leap tall buildings with a single bound. They were SUPERMEN!