Date: Thu, 20 Apr 2006 08:30:54 -0700 (PDT)
From: Justin Abbott <justinnewjersey@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Pimp, Miguel, part 9

Next to last chapter guys, unless I get convinced otherwise.  Thanks for
all your comments.  Any ideas for the last installment are welcome.  Peace,
Justin junstinnewjersey@yahoo.com

It was lucky that Robbie wasn't really cuffed up to those chains.  I undid
the fasteners, took the duct tape off his mouth, and let him sit for a
while.  His was bleeding from the beating and whipping Miguel gave him.
Blood came out of the corners of his mouth, and there were fucked up
looking welts on his body from the belt.  He seemed like he didn't know I
was there.

After about fifteen minutes, I lit him a cigarette, and then I helped him
get back in his clothes.  His wifebeater was history, but I helped him step
into his underwear and jeans, and got his sneaks back on.  Since he was so
beat up, I lent him my tee shirt.  I found a sleeveless jean jacket laying
in a corner and put that on.  It smelled like mold.

I finally got him to the point that we could walk out.  I still had a few
bucks and we took the El back towards Miguel's apartment.  I called Miguel
on his cell and asked him if it was cool to come back in, and to bring
Robbie in to get us both cleaned up.

He said ok, but that the faggot (Robbie) was gonna hafta sleep on the floor
of the living room.  The couch was still mine.  He told me he'd have a job
for me tonight.

A week went by like this, I was escorting pretty steady for Miguel, and
slowly paying him back.  Since Robbie was so marked up, Miguel said he'd
hafta send him on really low jobs, with old men and guys who could only
afford $75 or a $100 and didn't care that Robbie was all marked up.  One
guy kept calling for Robbie to come over so he could piss on him, and in
his mouth.  It was just $50 at a time, but Robbie knew he owed Miguel a
lot.

Robbie slept on the floor, beneath me on the couch.  He did a lot of the
chores around the place, cleaning the bathroom and kitchen, making Miguel's
bed, doing his wash, changing his sheets daily, shit like that.  When
Miguel came in, Robbie kept a low profile, kinda hiding behind the couch
until Miguel told him to do something.

I kept Robbie as straight as I could.  I didn't give him all the crack
Miguel laid out for him.  Miguel kept adding the drugs to Robbie's debt,
and the asshole seemed almost content to just go out and suck cock for
Miguel's customers, as long as he had a place to sleep and the crack was
there for his habit.

But I knew Robbie needed to get a life, and to cut down, so I told him he
was getting all that Miguel gave me for him.  I threw the rest away.  After
a week Robbie seemed like most of his cuts and scars were healed, and he
seemed a little better and was getting by on less crack.

I went where Miguel told me, brought him back all the money I made for him,
and hoped my debt was going down too.  Sometimes he'd punch me or slap me
and accuse me of holding back on him. Miguel used to let me have some beer
and gave me packs of Marlboros.  He kept my cell going.  And he let me suck
his cock.

I say let me like it was a reward or something, but I guess it was.  He
hadn't beat me.  He let me have the couch, not Robbie.  And he made Robbie
do all the work around the place.  All I had to do was get some stuff for
us all to eat, and make Miguel breakfast or lunch once in a while.  I could
make burgers, cereal, hot dogs, stuff like that.

But when he snapped his fingers and said, get over here bitch, I went and
pulled out his dick.  I was pretty used to it by now, and in some fucked up
way it made me feel good to make him feel good.  He liked it when I sucked
him off, and he wasn't as nasty mean to me when I had just swallowed his
babies.  Besides, I was sucking off my johns these days too- Miguel had
insisted on it.

Robbie and I never talked about the dates we went on, or how I got to suck
off Miguel.  I knew he was jealous, but he'd never admit it.  We walked
around a lot in just our boxers when Miguel wasn't there.  He'd slap me on
the ass sometimes, and we wrestled and fooled around a lot. One night he
even begged me for more crack, and said he'd suck me off if I gave him
more.  I just told him he was a sick cocksucker and went for a walk.

It was one night late, after both Robbie and I had gotten back from our
dates, that we were watching TV and Miguel came in with Nicole.  She just
giggled at us and said to Miguel man what happened to them two?  You sure
turned them into faggots!

They went into the bedroom, but eventually Miguel yelled at me to get him a
bottle of Jack and to fix Nicole a girl drink.  I took the stuff in and
tried not to look as they both laid in bed naked, Nicole licking Miguel's
balls.

Get your boyfriend, faggot, Miguel said to me and Nicole laughed between
slurps on his nuts.  I told Robbie he better get in here, and he did.
Nicole stopped for a while and they drank their drinks, Miguel just
chugging from the fifth.

You ex-girlfriend has something in mind tonight, queers, Miguel told us.
Yeah, both of you get naked, Nicole ordered.  They6 had gotten out of bed,
and Miguel began shoving a dildo in Nicole's cunt, while he played with her
tits with his other hand and stood behind her, so we could see her, and she
could see us.

I want you two to go at it, Nicole said.  Robbie and I looked at each other
like two idiots.  You heard her, Miguel yelled, and he came around in front
of her, moved the dildo back to her ass, and started to eat her twat.

Robbie and I had never done anything to each other, although we did go out
together on a date once with a customer.  I didn't know what to do, but
Robbie came towards me and started to stroke my arms, then my chest.  I
started to do the same to him.  Nicole smiled and laughed.

More she kept saying, moaning as Miguel tongued her.  Robbie grabbed my
cock and started to stroke it to life.  He played with my balls, and I ran
my hands over his ass.  Then Nicole said she wanted to se us kiss.  This
was way uncool, but Robbie moved in and kissed me on the lips.

Our hair had grown long over the two months.  Miguel said he wanted me to
have long hair since I was blond and some customers liked that, that it
made me look like a girl.  Nicole kept yelling for us to French, and
eventually Robbie opened his mouth more and I stuck my tongue in.  Our
faces came together and I guess all you could see was our hair touching as
we sucked each others mouths.  Robbie was hard and he was humping my
stomach.

Finally Nicole told us to suck each other off.  Robbie dropped to his knees
and took me in his mouth.  He kissed and sucked my cock, and in just a few
minutes I came.  He swallowed it all, and he cleaned my cock and balls with
his mouth.

Then Nicole moaned again and said it was my turn.  I got stubborn and
stupid and said no.  She whined for Miguel to tell me to do what she said.
He left the dildo sticking out of her ass, and got up.  He walked towards
me and said what didn't I understand?  He called me a stupid bitch and
slapped me.  Robbie just knelt there.

I said sorry, but I ain't sucking that faggot's dick.  Robbie had been my
best friend, but now he was just a stupid crack whore queer.  Miguel
slapped me hard and grabbed my hair from behind, spitting in my face.
Who's your boss, faggot, he yelled.

I said you,dude, but I'm sorry, but I only suck your cock and your
customer's dicks, if you tell me to.  I ain't sticking his nasty ass dick
in my mouth.  I keep my mouth for you Miguel.

Nicole started to whine and complain.  She said you told me that you would
make them do anything I wanted them to do.  He said shut up butch, and
smacked her hard.  She fell on the bed, and the dildo fell out.

Miguel tuned back to me and said, so you only suck my dick, huh faggot?
Well get on it, its getting late.  He told Robbie to get the fuck out and
Nicole to go home.  She grabbed her clothes and slammed the bedroom door.

I immediately got on my knees and reached up for his cock.  He spit on me
and started calling me names.  Told me I was a no good cocksucker and a
pussy.  He said all faggots should be beat and cut up.  But he stayed hard
and I sucked his cock like it was the last time I'd get to do it.

Miguel made it last, and finally he shot a huge load in my mouth and in my
hair.  Then he kicked me in the balls and told me to get the fuck out too,
and to leave him alone cuz he wanted to sleep late tomorrow.