Date: Fri, 07 Apr 2006 16:15:36 -0400
From: m yonge <myonge@hotmail.com>
Subject: What If:  The Runaway

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Title                    Category               Date

Joes-Bar            Beginnings               07-Nov-02
Arthur and Joe           Beginnings               03-Apr-03
Tour Guide               AdultYouth               15-Apr-03
Brother Pat              AdultYouth               07-Nov-02
Father Greg              AdultYouth               15-Apr-03
JeffryandJason           AdultYouth               18-Jul-05
Of Gord and John         Beginnings               29-Aug-05
Sons of Seth and Cain         Celebrity           24-Oct-05
Ham                 Celebrity           28-Oct-05
Aaron and Zaph           Historical               14-Nov-05
What If\Ralph            Adult Friends            02-Dec-05
What If\The Reverend          Adult Friends            06-Dec-05
What If\ The Gym         Adult Friends            07-Apr-06

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Mike

INTRODUCTION TO THE SERIES:  What if?:  Have you ever  asked that
question?  Have you ever wondered what life would have been like
if at any particular time things had turned out differently?  As
I grow older I find my self wondering more and more what would
have happened if I had done this instead of that and so on.

I think we can all look back over our lives and point to specific
times or incidents that were turning point moments in our lives.
They were times that we were put in the position to make a
decision to go one way or another.  And we wonder 'Had things
turned out differently or if we or others had made different
choices in our lives how would it have turned out?'  Who knows
how they might have turned out?  But it  is certainly a source of
much fantasy

I can think of numerous circumstances, incidents and choices that
I made at various times in my life, that had I moved in a
different  direction, I might well not be where I find myself in
today.

That is what this series is about..  What could have happened?
Sometimes they were indeed life altering decisions.  Sometimes
it is just something that could have happened, or looking back I
would have liked to have happened.

At any rate I hope you enjoy these little flights of fancy with
me


Chapter Four:  The Runaway

In those same years as The Reverend and Ralph stories, I was
having some significant difficulties with life.   It was not that
my home life was terrible.  I had a Mom and Dad that loved me I
knew that. This was something different.  It was something that
would come on me during those years every spring.  It was
something that I have never been able to understand.   I don't
know whether it was a psychological thing or what, but I would
get this incredible urge to run.

Not runaway as most kids do where they hate their lives, they
hate their parents or something like that.   No with me it was
just: Run! Get out of here!  For several years from the age of
about 13 till I was about 18 I would be struck by this urge,
always in the spring and it would always build to a point that I
had to act on it.

There were times I could just take off for a day and come home
late and that would suffice. One time I actually stole some money
and caught a train for the West Coast, Vancouver.  This is where
my story takes off from.

I had called the Central Station in the Montreal from a phone
booth near school.  It would cost $44 to get a ticket to
Vancouver.  That meant I have to find some money.  Actually that
wouldn't be too hard.  I was the treasurer of the young peoples
group I was a member of, and I had as it were "the bag"

That evening in my room I carefully extracted $60 from the funds
and put them in my pocket and wallet.   It was a mixture of
change and bills.  The next day I was to make my move.

That evening I took my school bag upstairs.  Not something that I
normally did.  I only hoped that Mum wouldn't notice.  I packed
some clothes into it in place of my books.  In the morning I
acted as though nothing was wrong and kissed my Mom good-bye as I
left for school.

The train for Vancouver was leaving in the afternoon so I would
go to school in the morning and then take the bus to Montreal
(From Longueuil on the South Shore where I was going to High
School) at lunch time.  No one would notice I was gone until
after lunch.  By then I would have my ticket and be in the
waiting room in Central Station.

Everything went as planned and that evening and for the next
three days and night I was on a train heading west across the
country.  My nerves were raw but there as a feeling of this is
the right thing to do.

It was when I stepped off the train in Vancouver that it hit me
that I was all alone with only about ten dollars to my name.  I
wandered about the city near the train station for the day.  The
excitement was gone.  I had runaway and the act had satisfied me.
Unfortunately there was no way I could get back home.

I went back to the train station.  I had just enough to get a
ticket to Kamloops.  I would at least start heading home.

The train left late that night.  We got into Kamloops Jct early
the next morning.  What was I going to do?  I walked the short
distance in to the Town of Kamloops itself.  I eventually found
Highway 1 and started hitchhiking.  It took a while but about an
hour later I got a ride from a guy that was going all the way to
Calgary, and he as willing to take me that far.

He drove like a maniac through the mountains and laughed at me.
The fear was obviously written all over my face.  We stopped once
along the way and he bought me a burger.  Boy was it good. I was
so hungry.

As we travelled he got out of me that I was a runaway.  He told
me that he was too.  He had left home when he was fourteen and
had never returned.  His father used to beat him and at fourteen
he had had enough and left.

I couldn't tell him why I had left because I really didn't know.
I told him that I was heading back.   He smiled and said he hoped
I would make it.

When we got in to Calgary it was already dark.  "So I can drop
you off at the Sally Ann or you can come home with me.  I can
offer you a hot meal and a hot shower with no-one to stick their
prick up your ass as you do" he laughed I blushed at his
crudeness.

"I would like to go with you if that's ok" I said

"Yeap" a few minutes later we pulled into a trailer park.  We
drove down to the end of one of the small "streets and parked
beside a smallish trailer.  "It ain't much" Gary said "but it's
home"

"It looks fine"  I said

We went in.  The place was a bit of a mess.  The dishes hadn't
been washed; there was stuff all over the place.  Gary moved some
papers off a chair and told me to sit while he cleaned up a bit.

"I can help you Gary" I offered "You drove all day, I could help"

He smiled and nodded.

About an hour later we actually had the place looking not too
bad.  As we surveyed the place he put his arm over my shoulder
and gave be a bit of a hug.  "Thanks Mike, that was a real help,
don't think the place has looked this clean since I moved in
here."  He laughed almost as if he was embarrassed. He added "Why
don't you go take that hot shower while I vacuum the rug in the
living room.  Then I'll get some supper going.

I went to the bathroom, which was just big enough to contain a
toilet, sink and a shower stall.  Gary found me a reasonably
clean towel, and left closing the door behind him.  It was when I
took my clothes off that I realized how dirty I really was.  It
had been a week since I had a change of clothes.  My white
underwear was grey with stains both in the front and the back.
It reeked of old urine.  I was suddenly very embarrassed.  Gary
must have noticed that I stank!

I also realized that I couldn't put those underwear back on
without them being washed...  For that matter my outer clothes
weren't much better.  I put some warm water in the sink and put
my underwear and filthy socks in to soak while I showered.  Then
I went into the shower.

The water felt so good streaming down all over me.  I was full
mast as I washed my self cleaning my privates and my ass.  It was
funny as my erection developed, Gary's face flashed across my
mind.  I almost came as it did.  It actually frightened me and I
quickly moved to another part of my body, allowing my erection to
subside.  At one point as I showered I thought I head the door
open.  I listened but tried to look through the opaque shower
curtain but was not able to see anything.  So I shrugged it off
and finished my shower.

It was when I stepped out of the shower a moment later that I
realized that I had heard something because all my clothes were
gone, including my socks and underwear in the sink.

I took the towel and dried myself off.  I was just about done and
wondering what I was going to do, when there was a knock on the
door.  "Mike?"  Listen I put your clothes in the washer.  I've
got a bathrobe here you can where until your clothes are washed
and dry."  The door opened and a hand came in holding the
"bathrobe"

It was one of those terry cloth robes.  I put it on and tied the
belt and left the bathroom.  Gary gave me the once over and
grinned "Well that looks better" he said "I bet it feels better
too"

"Yeah" I grinned

"Well come have something to eat"

The table we ate at was a tiny thing.  It was not much more than
a card table. As we ate I found that my legs were always coming
in contact with his.  He didn't seem to mind and I found that
even though I would move my legs as much as I could it was almost
like he was chasing me around.

As we ate we talked, only this time it was not like in the car
where he was the one talking.  This time he was asking me
questions, or making comment about me.

"You don't have a lot of hair on your chest "  he said at one
point.  The bathrobe was pretty much open at the top.

"No not much there."  I responded.

"But you got more down below I'm sure"  he added

"What?"

"I said you got more down around your cock. hair.."

I know I blushed.  "Uh... well yeah . more . yeah"
"You don't have to be embarrassed we're both men, not like I
haven't seen a man's crotch before"

"Yeah" I didn't know where to look.  I was totally embarrassed
but at the same time somehow aroused by his talk.

"So how big is your cock?"

I looked at him.  Where on earth was this going?

"I don't know " I said. but I did know because like just about
every kid my age we measured what we had.

"Well we'll have to find out " he continued.  This whole
conversation while most disconcerting to me was being carried out
by him as though he were talking about the weather. "I'm 7
inches, I'm cut are you?"

"Cut?"  What on earth was he talking about?

"Circumcised!  Are you circumcised?"

"I don't know"  I was so flustered and by now so aroused .

"I'll bet you aren't, you probably have a nice foreskin"

"I. uh."

Gary laughed "You're so fucking funny all embarrassed ain't you,
but I bet I got you all hard right now don't  I?"

If it was possible to turn anymore red than what I no doubt was
already .. I was mortified when he got up and said  "C'mon let me
see"  before I could do anything he had pulled the robe back to
expose a very hard penis, that was flowing with precum.

"Wow!  Nice!"  he said and grabbed it.  He was on his knees as I
just sat there in shock.  I came almost as soon as his lips
enveloped my cockhead.  I let out a mighty moan and grabbed his
head, involuntarily forcing him to take my whole cock as I pumped
my cum into his mouth.

"Fuck!"  He said when he had me finished up.  I was panting out
of breath.  "Fuck that was awesome the way you came there man"

I couldn't speak.  What he had just done to me wasn't right.  My
mind was whirling .

"Well I know how you can pay me for your ride and staying here.
We are going to have a fuckin good time here tonight"  he got off
his knees and grabbed my hand. "C'mon get up we're goin' to bed"

"No!"  I got my voice back "I can't do this . this isn't right"

Gary dropped his smile and gave me a look that made me shudder
with fear

"That was the wrong answer bud"  he actually snarled at me .  He
grabbed the bathrobe and ripped it off me, leaving me standing
there naked.  My cock belied my reticence, turning traitor on me.
it was already hard again and rarin to go.

"You say no but your cock says yes"  he grabbed my arm and pulled
me to him and kissed me.  His other hand came behind my head and
held me.  In spite of myself it felt so good.  When his tongue
came knocking at the door I opened and let it in.  My tongue
seemed eager to make friends.  Gary quickly led me to his
bedroom.

His T-shirt was off before we came to the end of the hall and as
he ordered me to the bed his jeans fell around his ankles.  He
stepped out of them just as quickly.  He fairly dove onto me. I
couldn't believe my eyes at the beauty of the man.  He was a man
of slight but not skinny build.  His penis stood straight out as
mine was at this point.  He was a good seven or seven and a half
inches in length.

He positioned himself on top of me , kissing me deep.  My lips
did not resist his probing tongue and it was soon dancing with
mine, fucking in and out of my mouth.

I could feel his hard cock between my legs.  I don't know what
came over me but my legs lifted up and I wrapped them around his
torso.  This brought his penis down lower between my legs.  I
could feel it brushing along my ass crack.  I shuddered when he
sort of curled his back and pushed his cock in closer so that it
actually passed over my hole.

Gary took that response as permission for more.  We continued
this way for several minutes. With my legs up around his body he
was making fucking motions at my ass, as we continued to kiss
wildly.

I don't remember any time that I have been so aroused.  After a
bit, I don't really remember how long, Gary reached over to the
night stand and took a bottle of Vaseline (this was in the 60s)
We continued to kiss and dry fuck as he taking a blob of the
jelly and reached back.  I felt him apply the sticky stuff to my
hole and probe it with first one than two fingers.  I know it was
my state of total relaxation, and wanton desire that I really
felt no pain when a moment later he re positioned himself and I
watched through half open eyes as he entered me.   He slid right
in full length of his cock the first time not stopping just
straight in. There was a searing pain as he entered but I
remember trying to push up so that I could take more of him .  He
stopped when he reached his depth looked down at me and then
began to seriously fuck me as deep and hard as he could.  I just
lay there in wonderment , my legs holding him, watching as he
rose and fell into me.  It was almost an out of body experience.

I don't think any words were spoken, only his grunting as he
exerted all the force into the fucking that he could.  From me
came only moans and groans of abject pleasure.  When he came it
was with a mighty groaning shout.  "OOOOOHHHNNNNNRRRRR
FFFFUUUUUUCCKK"

I couldn't have agreed more.  I know that he released at least
six major spurts of cum inside me before he collapse on my chest
.  I felt his cock continue to pulse inside me for some time
after that.  We were both liquid in sweat.  We fell asleep like
that.

The next morning I know we had moved,  I was laying on my side
and Gary was spooned into my back.  As I move slightly I could
feel that his cock was hard and since it felt like it was
knocking at the door, I squirmed against him a bit and let it in.
Needless to say Gary was not adverse to the invitation and soon
he was this time gently fucking my as we lay there.  It was more
of a rocking motion that was so wonderful.

It was only a few moments later when in my ear I heard "Ohhnnnnn
Mike this is great"  I felt his cock begin to pulse and I felt
the heat of his love filling my bowel.

When he came out of me he rolled me on my back and went down on
me.  Licking my balls and my cock all over before he suddenly
sucked it into his mouth   That was all I needed.. I grabbed his
head and arched my back up and exploded my load deep into his
throat.

"Ohhhnnnnnnn Gary"  I sighed in complete contentment.

We got up and showered , we would have showered together but the
stall was so small it could only accommodate one at a time.  Gary
showered first and then me .   When I came out of the shower and
dried off , Gary gave me something that looked kind of weird.  I
looked at him.

"It goes in your butt, it's a butt plug.  I want you to wear it
today because you are having company tonight."

"What?"  I asked not understanding

"It's time to start earning your keep kid.  You are one hot piece
of meat and you are going to earn me some good cash"

I felt the blood draining from my face as what he was saying
started to sink in "but.."

"Yeah" he laughed looking at the thing in my hand .. a butt plug
put it in, you are my butt and you are going to earn your way if
you are going to stay here, and you are going to stay with me"

That last phrase "and you are going to stay with me"  was said in
a tone that made it clear that there was no choice in the matter.
I was going to be his prostitute and he was not about to let me
go.

"I thought you and I." I said trying to understand what was
happening to me

He  smiled   "Kid you are a great fuck, you are beautiful kid,
and you will always have me to come back to but we can make a
bundle on your ass.  You treat the men I'm going to get lined up
for you like you treated me and we will make a fortune.  The guy
that is coming tonight is looking for a good fuck tonight so you
stick that up your ass and wear it today and you'll be ready for
his cock.."

The rest of the day I was terrified.  Suddenly the beauty of what
had happened the night before was overshadowed by roiling black
clouds.  When Gary came on to me later in the day , he had to
force me to give in to him.

"You little fucker." he growled at me at one point holding my
face close to his,  "You just get used to the fact that your ass
is mine now and you do as I say.  Joe better not have any
complaints tonight or you'll wish you were dead before I get
through with you."  He gave me a punch in the belly that took the
wind out of me and had me on my knees coughing and gasping for
air.  The he fucked me long and hard.

I remember a million thoughts crowding through my mind each
screaming as it were to be heard..  After Gary was done he left
me in the bedroom.  I heard him lock the door behind him.  I just
lay there trying to figure out what I was going to do now.  What
a stupid mess I was in.  That I enjoyed his cock up my ass could
not be denied.  I liked it when he fucked me hard, I loved it
when he fucked me gentle   I loved it when he sucked me off.  But
what was this?   Who was this Joe guy?  I couldn't be a
prostitute!

I fell into a fitful sleep.  Gary woke me up.  "Hi kid, c'mon"
he said gently   "You gotta get cleaned up Joe is going to be
here in about an hour."

He pulled me to him and hugged me "Mike this is going to be ok,
Joe is a great guy, gentle and caring. He just needs a kid like
you to make him feel good is all, and the fact that he is willing
to pay for it. well that's just a bonus.  I'm going to give you
some of that money too ok?"

With his arm over  my shoulder we walked to the bathroom

"I just thought that you loved . liked me Gary"  I said still
trying to work things out

He turned me to him I do Mike, you are my special guy, I just
need you to do this for me , it would really help me ok?  I will
take care of you Mike, you just help me with this.  Ok?"

I took a deep breath and nodded

"That's my man "  Gary patted my back and let me take my shower.

When I came out there were some new clothes laid out for me.  He
must have gone out and bought them for me while I was asleep.  It
was a nice shirt, new jeans and some clean briefs and white
socks.

A half hour later we heard a car in the drive and the door close.
I was suddenly terrified, my palms practically pouring sweat.
There was a knock at the door.  Gary looked at me with the look
that told me "Be good"

The man that was let into the house was .well he was not ugly, he
was not drop dead gorgeous either.  He looked me over and smiled.
I took a deep breath I didn't see I had a lot of choice, so I
walked over to him. "Hi, I'm Mike."  We shook hands.

Gary smiled at me and gave me a approving wink.   He grabbed his
jacket.  "I'll leave you two to get acquainted" Before I could
say anything he was out the door leaving me with Joe.

"I.uuhh. I don't know what to do next Joe"

"Well how about you show me to the bedroom and I will show you
what you are to do."

I took his hand and led him to the bedroom.  At the door Joe
pulled me back into his arms.  "MMMMM  you are a good looking
kid, and Gary says you have a nice cock too"  He kissed me and as
he drew me to him I could feel a hand groping my hardening penis.
I wasn't sure about whether I was going to want to do anything
with this man but with the activity down there it was clear parts
of my body were interested at least.  I returned his kiss with my
tongue at his lips.  He received it eagerly.  Not letting go of
my lips he edged me toward the bedroom.

Albeit fear had gripped me, I was completely aroused by the whole
idea of this man taking me in sex for money

We went into the bedroom and Joe undressed me and had me lie down
"Oh yes"  he breathed as he looked me over  "Very nice,  I will
enjoy you"

He undressed himself to reveal a fairly hairy chest and a nice
full rod.  It was not huge but somewhat bigger than mine.
Probably about eight inches.  I remember thinking "Wow that is
beautiful"  The cockhead was so nicely shaped with a graceful
slope down to a almost delicately flared rim.  I couldn't help
myself I reached up and gently took it in my hand  "Joe it is
beautiful, may I take it please?"

I think I took him by surprise, because he didn't speak at first,
as though he was dumbstruck  "Uhh. yeah , yeah!  Thank you yeah
you can take it, please take it."

I sat up on the end of the bed and examined this perfectly
engineered piece of manhood.  His precum was already flowing and
as I touched him a large drop expressed itself.  With my thumb I
spread it out over the head.  My heart was pounding.  One voice
in my mind was screaming at me "This is sin and you know it!! How
can you be doing this?"  Another voice that seemed as though it
was coming from my own very hard cock was saying "Go ahead Mike
you want this . it is so beautiful, lick it , take it into your
mouth. You will love it"

I was slowly and deliberately stroking this wonderful warm rigid
man and looking up at him.  Joe smiled down at me, he had a
dreamy look about him.  As I stroked he groaned and his knees
sort of buckled so that he kneeled against the bed.

I let go his cock and put both arms around him and pulled him
down on to the bed. maneuvering so my mouth was positioned right
at his cockhead.   I licked my lips and let it slip in, taking it
as far back as I could in one continuous slow stroke.

I felt Joe's hands on my head as he guided me in.  He groaned out
loud.  "Ohhhnnnn my boy Gary said you would be good, he was so
right."

I started to gag a little but Joe said. "swallow"  I did and felt
his cockhead go down beyond the gag reflex area.   Joe jerked as
I swallowed and almost shouted . "OHHhnnnn fuck!! That is good.
swallow again"

I tried my best and managed to swallow again.  This time Joe
pushed down on my head "OOOHHHnnnnnnnn fuck kid"  he groaned as I
felt his cock start to pulse almost violently in my mouth.  I
knew I had driven him over the top, he was cumming direct line
into my stomach.  The feeling of his cock pulsing  in my mouth
and throat was amazing.  Joe continued to groan as I slowly
pulled away from him, receiving the last of his offering on my
tongue.    He lay there panting.  "Fuck kid you are hot"  he
panted  "I wasn't expecting to cum this fast but you are hot, I
came here to fuck you but this was great!"

He got up and got dressed and walked out leaving me there naked
and wanting something but I guess he got what he wanted and paid
for, so he left., leaving me wondering what I had gotten myself
into.

Ten minutes later Gary came back. I was still lying on the bed
naked.  He lay down beside me.  "So?  How was it?"  he asked

"I don't know.  I think he was happy but he didn't do anything to
me.   I just sucked him and he came and he left."

"Yeap that's Joe, pretty much a wham bam thank you ma,am kinda
guy, but he was happy when he left don't worry."

As we were talking there was a knock at the door.  "In here Pete"
called Gary.

I must have given him a look because he smile grimly. "Your next
client.  He'll be wanting a bit more than Joe though and make it
good"

A large man showed up at the bedroom door as Gary got up.  "He's
all yours Pete, don't damage him and you might have to give him a
bit of guidance he's new at this"

Pete grinned at me and then at Gary,  "You got it man, I love
fresh meat."  He gave Gary a couple bills and Gary left closing
the door behind him

Pete looked me over taking his shirt off.  "Y'ever been fucked
kid?  Yer gonna get good and well reamed out tonight."  he paused
as he continued to undress and look me over. "Fuck yeah yer gonna
be good, I need to some good fuckin' and you'll do just right."
The next thing I knew my legs were being hoisted over his
shoulders.  Pete leered down at me, spit on his hand and coated
his huge cockhead, and with not a word or ceremony drove it into
me.

The pain was unbelievable, and I screamed out.  Even though I had
worn that damn butt plug all day Pete was bigger than it.

"Yeah!"  Pete grinned  "I like that my cock givin' you pain"  He
started what could only be described a pile driving himself in
and out of my ass.  I thought I was going to die.  Tears were
streaming down my face as I pleaded with him to please stop.

He laughed and told me to "shut the fuck up" as he continued to
pound me.

Finally after what seemed like hours he started to grunt and sort
of groan  "Oh yeah , oh yeah"

I looked up at his face, his eyes kind of glazed over and he
raged "OH FUCK YEAH!"  with another loud groan he collapsed on
top of me and I felt him exploding inside me.  We lay there for a
few moments as his cock continued to pulse.  Then without so much
as a good bye he pulled himself out of me, got dressed and left.

I waited till I heard his vehicle start up and leave before I got
up and painfully made my way to the bathroom.  I sat on the john
and allowed the cum to pour and bubble out.  Then I went in to
the shower and took a hot shower.

I was drying up when Gary showed up with yet another customer.  I
knew the routine and led the man to the bedroom.

This man was older, probably about mid forties.  He was dressed
rather neatly with dress slacks and a button up linen shirt.  He
just stood there looking at my naked body.

"What do you want to do"  I asked.

"I really don't know I just want to have some sex with a boy"  he
said almost as though he was embarrassed that he was even there.

Not knowing what else to do, I walked over to him and started to
unbutton his shirt.  I kissed him but he pulled away.  "I don't
like kissing guys:"  he said simply.

"Ok" I thought  I was about to take his shirt off when he stopped
me.

"No, I don't want to get naked in front of you . uh. just suck me
off "

I was really not sure now but as he was buttoning his shirt up
again I lowered his fly.  Underneath I could see that he had
white briefs on.

"How about you open up your pants so that I can get at what you
want me to do"  I said not knowing how much he would let me do to
begin with.  He was obviously uncomfortable.  "Listen you paid
for your sex. let me give you what you paid for, just let me do
it.  You paid for it and Gary is not likely to give you your
money back, so just let  me do this.. I really think that you
will enjoy it"  I said softly  I reached for his belt and opened
it up.  When I undid the button at the top he pants started to
fall.  He tried to stop it but I stopped him and brought his
pants down to the floor.

I reached up and pulled down his briefs as well..  Looking up I
could see that he was red in the face and sweating buckets.  "I
shouldn't . I don't think"

"That's ok, just sit down you will enjoy this"

I helped him sit on the bed.  Then kneeling in front of him
between his knees I leaned forward and took is cock in my mouth.
It was soft at first but as it slid into my mouth he let out a
moan as I felt it grow.  I began to suck in earnest and he moaned
out in what I assumed was pleasure.  It must have been because
presently like Joe, his hand found my head and held it in place.
Moments later, he lasted a bit longer than Joe had, he fell back
on the bed let out a groan and I found my mouth full of rushing
cum.  I swallowed as quickly as I could.  I wasn't exactly
pleasant tasting having a basic, almost soapy taste to it.  The
man whose name remained a mystery got up quickly after that,
thanked me and almost ran out of the trailer.

So began my life as a gay hooker.  Gary kept me locked up for a
couple months until I was completely hooked and he had convinced
me that I could never go back home.  I didn't totally hate having
a continuous stream of men coming into my bedroom.  Most of them
were good and the sex was often awesome, and certainly all that I
could ever want.  Gary was for the most part good to me, although
I saw precious little of the money he was getting for my
services.

Not long after he took me in, he started me smoking pot and then
shortly after that I was on LSD and graduated to Heroin.  I
eventually left Gary, or he got rid of me I can't remember.  I
ended up on the streets anyway.  So here I am ten years later, a
druggie gay slut lookin for my next hit.  I think I'm sick to
boot.  Not something like syph or goner..  No, somethin else is
goin on.  I just can't seem to shake this.  They're talking about
some gay disease on the streets and in the papers. something that
is killin off gays.   Wonder if I'll make it through the winter.