Date: Fri, 20 Apr 2012 01:29:02 -0400
From: John Marshall <crackerjacker18@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Working Boys Chapter 23

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 23

Ronon Parker OWNED the only bed in the house for the rest of the
night. Moreover, he spent most of the night flat on his back in that bed,
getting his hot little ass fucked repeatedly by every naked man and boy in
the crowd not too big too rip him apart. He didn't shoot cum EVERY time
thereafter, but most of the time he was at least a little "juicy," At first
Derek felt responsible for him, even gently turning back a couple men
intent on sampling his hot, sweet, cute little butt.

However when the opportunity came along to do a little ass fucking himself,
with the hot young boy he'd brought to the party, lustful sexual pleasure
won out over responsible chaperoning. "You think he's gonna be okay in
there?" Derek asked as he held Dustin naked in his arms, having already
been fucked once by the boy's hard, throbbing, pulsating young cock.

"All he'd have to do is let out that blood-curdling scream again and,
believe me, he'd have plenty of defenders protecting his anal port of
entry," Dustin assured him.

"I like that, anal port of entry, where'd you ever hear that one?" Dustin's
turn of phrase caught Derek's writer's ear.

"I made it up," Dustin smiled, kissing him. "You think I might be a writer
some day like you?"

"You'd better stick to the profession you know best," Derek kissed him
back, rolling over on his side next to the boy, allowing his hands to sweep
freely up and down over the thirteen-year-old's flawless, slender,
seductive, nakedness. "Writers are a dime...okay, a DOLLAR a dozen. Sexy
little sprites like you are, oh, at least TEN dollars a dozen."

"You just make that up?" Dustin asked, enjoying the feeling of being
sexually and sensually worshipped. "I like that, sexy little sprite...is
that how you see me, a sexy little sprite?"

"I see a sex god in the making...or a young PRINCE, at least," Derek
glorified the lovely young boy with his words as well as his hands and
lips. His hand found the prince's hard young sceptor and held it high.

"Stroke me," Dustin whispered as they kissed again, longer and harder and
deeper than before.

"I wanna FUCK you?" Derek whispered back. "Can you take it?"

"I'll try," Dustin whispered back. "Reach over there and get a pillow for
my butt," he told Derek as the lay together, half-hidden on the floor
behind the couch.

"Got any lube?" Derek peered over the back of the couch, sure there would
be a stray tube lying around somewhat at a party like this.

"I lubed up good before I left home," Dustin told him, "just...go
easy...slow...that fucker is gonna take some getting used to."

"Before you left home?" Derek smiled in amazement. "Fuck, you ARE quite the
pro."

"I HAVE been fucked a few times before, you know," Dustin proclaimed
drying, "and, truth be told, by bigger cocks than yours a few times too."

"Amazing," Derek smiled down at the boy as he slipped a pillow from the
couch beneath Dustin's slender boy-butt, elevating his "anal port of entry"
as to make importing his cock more comfortable for them both. Then he
positioned himself, gazing down at Dustin's pretty face as the boy waited
expectantly, steeling himself for the initial pain and discomfort he knew
would come. "Ready?"

Dustin nodded.

"I love you," Derek reassured the boy as he pressed the circumcised head of
his cock toward its goal. He pressed harder. Dustin was tighter than he
expected, given his line of work.

"OOOoooooooooo..." Dustin gasped as Derek felt himself pop in.

"You okay?"

Again Dustin nodded, his lips stretched thin as he endured the pain and
fullness.

"I'll stop," Derek whispered as he watched the boy struggle to
adjust. Gradually the look of pain on Dustin's face eased.

"More," Dustin whimpered softly.

"You sure?"

Dustin nodded. "Do it...slowly...slowly...uhhhhhh..."

Derek was now lodged almost halfway in. He suddenly realized that Dustin
was the first an only boy he'd ever fucked. He was inside a
thirteen-year-old boy's lovely, slender, young body, his cock aching to
fill that boy with his manly sperm. "You hurtin'?"

Dustin shook his head. "I'm okay. God, your cock's big.  Feels like a
fuckin' LOG, long hard TIMBER."

"They don't call it a 'woody' for nothing," Derek smiled down at the boy he
was fucking. "Let me know when you want more."

"Okay," Dustin forced a pained smile."

"Okay you want more, or okay you'll TELL me when you want more?" Derek
questioned, expressing a writer's discomfort with words which left doubt as
to their meaning.

"BOTH," Dustin moaned. "Fuck me."

"Okay, it's your ASS," Derek smiled, shaking his head in disbelief that
such a small boy could accomodate his massive hard cock.

"Ohhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Dustin sighed as Derek slowly slid in
further, further and further, further and further, inch after inch. Inch
after massive inch after pulsating inch.

"Feelin' good?" Derek asked softly, wondering if HE could take a cock as
big as his own up his ass as adeptly as Dustin was.

"Shit, no, hurts like hell," Dustin suddenly blurted.

"Ohhhh fuck, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Dustin," Derek started to withdraw.

"Just kidding!" Dustin laughed, "Fuck me, man, fuck my ass, I'm okay, feels
fuckin' GOOOOD!"

"Ohhhhh fuck, don't do that to me," Derek sighed in relief at having been
'pranked' by the naked young boy. He suddenly lunged forward in
retribution, expecting Dustin to cry out in pain.

"AAHAHHHHHHhHHHHHHHHHhhhHHHHhhhhhhhh..." Dustin moaned instead, enjoying
the big hard cock inside him immensely.

"Kid, I'm all the way in," Derek told the boy, "a full seven, goin' on
eight inches up your ass! I can't believe a little fuck like you can take a
cock like mine."

"Don't flatter yourself, length has little to do with it," Derek told him,
"it's how big around...how fat your cock is that matters. Now shut up and
fuck me, I need another long, hard, fuckin' cum, and I need it BAAADDDD!"

"You been into Mr. Cox's medicine cabinet?" Derek suspected the boy may
have been sucking periodically on a Duranol as he'd entertained their sex
maniac host earlier. "You takin' out your fees in pharmaceuticals?"

"You ask too many questions, just fuck me and shut the fuck up," Dustin
demanded as he wiggled his tight little ass on Derek's driving hard cock,
sending wild spasms of soaring sexual pleasure straight to the pleasure
centers of his brain.

"God, you're hot tonight," Derek marveled, hardly recognizing the cute
young kid he'd met just a couple weeks before.

"You're rather intense, yourself," Dustin voice was smouldering with
youthful lust, "god, I love your cock, nice big, long,
hard...ohhehhahehrhhhg fuck, ooaehhgoiaeoirh fuck, oehgeiaoiehrehhh fuck!
Fuck me with it, fuck me with it, Derek, fuck my ass, ride my prostate,
man, ohehhahehrh fuck, yeah, yeah, that's it, ohehghehh fuck, feels good,
feels good, feels good, ooaiaehoihreoih god, what your cock's doin' to my
ass, man, ohegihoaieoihr fuck, best fuck I've had tonight!"

"ONLY fuck you've had tonight," Derek told him knowingly.

"I was saving my virginity for YOU," Dustin claimed.

"Yeah, right..." Derek laughed, happily fucking the "virgin" young boy
still harder. "God, you're tight, ohhhh fuck, makin' my cock feel
goooood...aaahehghh yeah, yeah, ohhhh god, love your ass, man, ooehhheahher
fuck, yeah, yeah, yeah, ohhhh god, the feeling, feeling my cock slide into
you, sooo tight, ahgeaeoirehoihg god, the feeling is...intense...ohhhhh
man, sooo hot, so tight, like fuckin' a furnace, man, ohhhhh god, the
feeling is incredible, Dustin, ohhhh fuck, you're one hot little boy-stud,
kid. You know, I've never fucked a boy before, ohehahhehrh fuck, fuck,
fuck! I'm actually fuckin' a thirteen-year-old boy, ohaehhhhehh god, feels
good, feels good, feels soooooo fuckin' good!"

"Glad you're enjoying your first boy-fuck," Dustin smiled up at him as he
was doing some enjoying too, "nice cock, man, nice cock, ohhh yeah, yeah,
yeah, ride my ass, fuck me, Derek, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me hard, don't
worry, I can take it, I can take anything you can give me, man, ohhhhhh
yeah, yeah, harder, man, fuck me, harder, don't hold back, oehgoeaiehoorih
god, yeah, yeah, yeah, like that, oeheoaiehorih fuck the feeling is
incredible, man, ohhh yeah, yeah, I love the feeling, love the feeling of a
big hard man-cock up my ass, fuckin' the shit outta me, man, ohhhh yeah,
love it, love it, oeaeoihoeih fuck that feels gooooodddd!"

"Man, I'm gonna fuck you all night long, kid, oehgeoiaheohr yeah, yeah,
yeah, oehigehoihe fuck, yeah, my cock, your ass, like they were made for
each other, man, oohioihoiaho god, Dustin, you're sooo beautiful when
you're lost in sexual pleasure, the look on your beautiful face,
so...ohehahehr god, so fuckin' beautiful, the way you smile, the look of
bliss on your face, in your eyes, your lips, I can see it, I can see the
pleasure I'm giving you, I can almost FEEL it, feel what's inside you..."

"Damn, you sure talk a lot when you fuck," Dustin remarked as he squirmed
his ass on the man's cock.

"OOOohhahheiaehrieoihoih god, Dustin, that felt good," Derek writhed in
agonizing pleasure as Dustin demonstrated some of the best kept secrets of
boy-sex.  "Must be the writer in me," he smiled down at the boy beneath
him, really starting to bear down, trying to drive his cock still further
into the boy in search of even more aching sexual
pleasure. "Aahehhghehh....  aheoiherhehhghehhgh fuuckkk...ung, ungh, ungh,
ungh, ungh," he grunted with every powerful pelvic thrust.

"I hope you cum pretty soon, man, my fuckin' ass won't take a pounding like
this all night long, no matter how good it feels," Dustin warned as he
unleashed yet another series of practiced muscular contractions that left
Derek crying out in wondrous sexual bliss.

"My cock won't take much more of whatever the fuck it is you're doin' to
it...oehghoeiehor god, like that, oehiaieirhogih god, Dustin, you're
fuckin' ass is...aoeooaeoirheoihogiheoiho god, fucccck, you're gonna make
me cummmmm..." Derek gasped as he felt his orgasm sneaking up on him.

"I think that's the whole idea," Dustin grimaced as Derek unleashed a few
moves of his own on his aching prostate. "You're gonna fuck around and make
ME cum too if you don't look out."

"I guess we both better do some cumming, before we wear each other out,"
Derek gasped as he felt his pleasure rise to unprecedented intensity. "Cum
with me, Dustin, cum with me, I want us to cum together, at the same time,
I want to feel what you're feeling, want you to feel what I'M
feeling...feeling, feeling, ohhahehh fuck, do it, Dustin, do it, do it,
boy, cum with me...cum with...with...AAHHHOOOIIIIEEENN
MEEEEEE...EOAIEOIHGOEAHOE GOD, WITH ME...CUM WITH ME, DUSTIN, SHOOT YOUR
CUM, SHOOT YOUR CUM, BOY, OHEHAHEHR FUCK, FILLIN' YOU WITH MY CUM, SHOOTIN'
MY FUCKIN' CUM SOOO HARD, RIGHT UP YOUR HOT, FUCKIN' LITTLE-BOY ASSHOLE,
KID, AOHGEOIAOHEIHR FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, AHEIAEIRHAEIIERIHOIGHOI GOD, THE
FEEELING...THE FEELING, SHOOTIN' SO HARRRD, AHGOEIAHOERIH GOD,
EIAEIIHRFEIAOEIRHOAIEHH...OOAEIHEHEIAIIEOIHG...OEIGHEAOIHOERIHGHHH..."
Derek cried out with every massive, ejaculating spurt.

"aoeoaeioOOOHIEHGHEOAIEHORH YEAH, CUMMING TOO, DEREK, CUMMING TOO, CUMMING
TOO, AOIEHGOIHEAOIHE GOD, JUST LOOK AT ALL THE CUM I'M SHOOTIN', AND NO
ONE'S EVEN TOUCHIN' MY COCK, MAN, AOEIHOEIAHR GOD, THAT'S YOUR COCK DOIN'
THAT TO ME, FUCKIN' MY ASS, MAKIN' ME CUM JUST FUCKIN' MY ASSS,
OEHGOIEHAOEIR GOD, AN ASS-FUCKIN' ORGASM IS THE BEST KIND,
SO...AEIGHEOAIEHR GOD, SO POWERFUL, SO SHARP, SOO DEEP AND INTENSE,
EOGIHOEIHOERIH GOD, GOD, GOD, GOD, DEREK, DEREK, DEREK, FUCK ME, DEREK,
KEEP FUCKIN' ME, MAKE IT LAST, MAKE IT GO ON FOREVER, OAEIGHOAIHEORIH GOD,
FEELS SOOO GOOD, DEREK, DEREK, AOEIHOAEIHR FUCK, FEELS SOOOOOOO
GOOOOOOOOOooooooooooddddd..." Dustin's voice trailed off as he momentarily
blacked out from the intensity of his orgasm.

"Dustin...DUSTIN! DUSTIN! YOU OKAY, YOU STILL WITH ME, YOU...OHHHAHEH god,
you scared me there for a minute, I thought I'd FUCKED you to death," Derek
smiled down at the boy as Dustin once more joined him in their lingering
sexual ecstasy.

"I do that sometimes when I get fucked, I...I kinda black out for a few
seconds, don't know why, feels TOO good, I guess," Dustin explained as he
felt Derek slow his pace, still riding him, but much more gently, more
lovingly now.

"God, you scared the fuck outta me again," Derek sighed as he rolled over,
pulling the naked young boy over on top of him, holding him in a sexual
embrace flowing now from love rather than pleasure. "Ohhhh god, I can't
believe how I love you."

"Don't do that," Dustin suddenly told him sharply. "Don't love me. I can't
love you back. Love has no part in what I do. I'm a whore...a
thirteen-year-old boy whore. Love just makes things complicated. I'll be
fucking and getting fucked maybe a dozen more times just tonight, I can't
have you getting jealous of every man or boy who even looks at me and
smiles."

"I...I understand," Derek kissed him as he slowly withdrew his cock from
the boy's hot, tight ass. "I'm sorry...I know it's true...I know it
intellectually, but...I can't help what I feel."

"Learn to overcome it," Dustin told him.

"I don't know how," Derek kissed his incredibly beautiful face again.

"How?" Dustin grew serious. "How? You wanna learn how not to love me?"

Derek was somewhat dismayed at he boy's sudden turn, "Dustin, I...I..."

"I'll tell you how, go find someone else to FUCK me...now...tell'em you got
the hottest thirteen-year-old boy whore in town and he wants to be FUCKED,"
Dustin demanded. "DO IT...DO IT, DEREK...NOW...do it now, go find someone,
someone you don't know, anyone, drag'em over here then...then STAY...right
here and watch'em, watch'em fuck me, just like you did."

"Just to prove I don't LOVE you?" Derek gaped at the boy in dismay.

"YES," Dustin insisted. "YES, DO IT, do it, Derek, show me you DON'T love
me."

Derek got to his knees and peered over the back of the couch. On the couch
Sean had a cock up his ass. Across the room, Kevin was sucking some other
guy's cock.  Derek knew neither man. Over by the stairs were two naked men
talking. Derek found his feet and stood, somewhat dazed by the after
effects of his recent orgasm. He headed their way.

"Either of you guys wanna fuck a cute naked boy?" Derek asked without even
a "hi, howya doin'?"

"Is there any other kind around here," one of the men laughed.

"Where? Where?" the other guy laughed, looking around.  "I don't see any
vacant assholes...other than YOURS, that is."

"Over there," Derek pointed, behind the couch, name's Dustin, I just fucked
him, he wants fucked again..."

"Couldn't satisfy him, huh?" the first man laughed. Both appeared to have
been hitting the bar.

"Come on," Derek grabbed the man's flacid cock, literally doing as Dustin
had instructed. "Someone I want you to meet." Derek slurred his words
slightly so the man would think HE'D had a drink or two too. He felt the
man's cock harden in his grip.

"Hey, man, I already shot a couple loads here tonight, I'm not sure..." the
man started making excuses.

"Don't worry 'bout it, this kid'll..." Derek stopped. There, behind the
couch, the carpet was bare. No Dustin. He looked around in surprise and
dismay.  No Dustin anywhere. "Dustin!" he called out, starting to panic.

"Cute kid ya got back here," the man laughed.

Embarrassed, Derek, suddenly pulled the man into his arms and kissed him
passionately, grinding their lips as well as their naked bodies and hard
cocks together, then dragging him down to the floor where Dustin and
lain. Then he went down on him, ravenously sucking the man's cock. He'd
been PRANKED by a ornery little thirteen-year-old. He swore as he sucked
he'd get back at the little prick. He'd wring the little fucker's pretty
little neck, then fuck the shit outta the CORPSE...or maybe in reverse
order.

Dustin was with Ronon. Somehow, perhaps just dumb luck, he'd managed to
catch the star of the show that night between acts. He'd not even had to
cut in line, though, over his shoulder, he could see a line once again
forming, waiting for them to fuck or suck or shoot their cum in some other
manner so Ronon could service the next in line. "You holdin' up?" he
whispered as they cuddled together amid the dishevellment of the furry
comforter, already damp in a dozen spots with boy-cum or its adult
equivalent.

"I hope you don't want to fuck me," Ronon whispered back, acutely aware
that their every movement was being ogled by at least a half-dozen
spectators in the room, trying to seem like they weren't, in fact,
watching.

"Sore?"

"Fuck yes!" Ronon sighed. "Five cocks, each bigger'n the one before."

"Tell'em to fuck off," Dustin advised.

"I did," Ronon told him. "Five others...they insisted on sucking me off."

"Hey, congratulations on your first cum," Dustin reached over and grabbed
his friends hand, shaking it, then kissing him for good measure. He wasn't
sure what the proper etiquette was when a boy shot his first load. "Welcome
to the club."

"If you're expecting to sample the semon, you're about five guys too late,"
Ronon whispered between kisses.

"This is what I wanna sample," Dustin intensified the liplock of a moment
before. "I hear you hit the jackpot, signed a long-term..." his fingers
crept down Ronon's slender nakedness and found the boy's cock. To his
surprise, it was hard.

"Mom's pissed," Ronon told him. "Derek screwed her."

"I thought your mom LIKED to get screwed," Dustin joked.

"Not when it cost her a hundred grand," Ronon told him as they kissed still
more hotly. He squirmed involuntarily as Dustin began jacking his cock.

"Not bad," Dustin told him approvingly.

"Derek set it up so she'd get a thousand a month," Ronon divulged. "Ohhhh
fuck, Dustin, that feels good."

"Do me," Dustin urged. He felt Ronon's tiny hand close around his cock to
oblige him.

"You're gonna be RICH," Dustin was now smothering his fellow working boy
with kisses.

"Derek said the guy that bought me is worth five or six million and he got
it by suckin' cocks," Ronon told his new found friend, "Oohhahhehahehrh
god, Dustin, oegheiheoihre yeah, jack me, man, jack me, jack me, jack
meeeeee..."

"You on Duranol?" Dustin asked as he felt his own cock respond to what
Ronon was so expertly doin to it.

"Yeah, you?" Ronon asked as he began to intensify his stroking on Dustin's
cock.

"A little, I suck on one every so often," Dustin confided, helps control
the effects...lessens the side effects, lets me maintain control. Nice
stroke there, man, you're gettin' to me."

"Wish I'd thought of that," Ronon sighed.  "I feel like a monkey swinging
from tree to tree, orgasm to orgasm, one after another after another after
anotherafteranotherafteranotherafteranother..."

"I get the idea," Dustin laughed, "Ohhhhh god, Ronon, yeah, yeah, yeah,
jack that fucker, man, oaehogiheoireh yeahh, yeah, yeahhhhhhhhhh..."

"How many times you get fucked so far?" Ronon asked as he felt yet another
orgasm creeping up on him. "Jack me, jack me, jack me, feels good, good,
good, ogheaoiheorhoiheioahr fuck, Dustin, keep jackin' me like, that, man,
ohhehhahghheha god, feels really good, jackin' my cock, might even have a
few drops for ya to taste."

"Save it, I can take a load when I have to," Dustin told him, "but it's not
my favorite flavor."

"You ain't tasted MINE," Ronon insisted. "Ohheaoeaihroaiehyeah, yeah, do it
to me, Dustin, do it to me, get me off, get me off again, make me cum, make
me shoot some cum for you, virgin cum is the best tastin' cum there is."

"SHIIIIIITTTTTTTT...who the fuck told you that," Dustin laughed, once more
devouring Ronon's smiling, sweet lips with his own.

"I tasted it myself," Ronon insisted, "and believe me, I've become quite
the cum connisseur. Ohhahhehh yeah, yeah, make me cum, make me cum, make me
cum, cum, cum, cumcumcumcumcumcum...aoehgoeihohii,
oiehoighoaiehr...eoighoeiahreo god, Dustin, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum
again, I'm gonna...AIEIAOEIHREOIHERIIIHOIHEOIOGHOIIOOO..."

"Don't fuckin' scream like that, you're worse than your old lady," Dustin
complained.

"aeiiOwihghehahehrhhghhooOAOEEIIEIHGHHHEH...AHEHHGHEHERHHGH...AOWOIHGHEHHGHGH..."
Ronon tried to muffle his orgasmic cries of pleasure. "You've fucked my old
lady?"

"Once..." Dustin continued to jack Ronon's cock as he spoke, enjoying the
boy's orgasmic contortions. "She sure lived up to her reputation, loudest
orgasmer in town."

"Did I shoot any?" Ronon asked as he peered down over his tiny chest and
abdomen in search of any hint of wetness.

"A drop or two I think," Dustin smiled down at him as Ronon's orgasm eased.

"Try it," Ronon urged.

Reluctantly Dustin dipped his index finger into the watery emission then
brought it to the tip of his tongue.

"Well?" Ronon questioned.

"Not bad...salty, but not overwhelming...hint of...of...did you have fish
tonight?" Dustin guessed.

"Shrimp cocktail," Ronon comfirmed.

"Mmmmm...no, tastes more like calamari," Dustin decreed.

"Cow-a-mari, What the fuck's that?"

Dustin laughed, convulsing, launching a massive shot of his own cum,
"Squid."