Date: Wed, 8 Aug 2012 01:06:59 -0400 (EDT)
From: ErastesTouch@aol.com
Subject: A Throw Away Kid, chapter 10

Throw Away Kid - by Erastes
Copyright 2012 by Erastes
Chapter 10 – The Family Business.

As soon as the boys got home from school on Friday, they started to get
things ready for the big night.  Those responsible for fixing dinner
started almost immediately, while the others began working on the
chores they needed to get out of the way.  When they finished doing
those activities, the boys went to take their showers.  As soon as they
had cleaned themselves thoroughly, they went back to their rooms and
got dressed.  Cam explained to Bryce what sort of clothing would be
good for him to wear and even ended up helping him pick out the right
outfit.  Cam had suggested that Bryce put on a pair of jeans that were
not only ripped in several places, to show some skin, but they were also
fairly tight on him.  Then, he had him slip on a very tight sleeveless shirt
to go with it.  Bryce thought he looked ridiculous dressed like this, but
Cam told him the guests would love it.

Now that Bryce was ready, Cam slipped into a very tight pair of
artificial leather pants and a fishnet top.  Then the boys went back
downstairs and met up with Steve again.  He had on a pair of very tight
short-shorts and a t-shirt riddled with a collection of various sized holes.
Bryce noticed that all of the other boys were dressed in similarly
suggestive outfits, which would hopefully arouse their intended 'dates,'
and entice them to spending even more money this evening.

Before long, the boys were summoned into the dining room, where they
began to eat very quickly.  They knew some of the men would start
arriving early, which could be at any moment, even though the main
activity wasn't scheduled to begin until 8:00 p.m.  Most of the boys had
just barely finished eating, but some were still working on their meal,
when there was a knock on the door and the first of their guests arrived.

As they waited for the others to get there, each of the early arrivals
would look around until they found a boy they were interested in and
then they would grab a hold of him and take him into the living room.
The man might possibly pull the boy onto his lap next and he might
even begin to kiss and fondle the lad, right there in the open.  They
weren't allowed to do anything more overt than that for the time being,
nor were they permitted to make skin-to-skin contact with the boy's
genitals or anus until they had paid for their spot in the selection
process.  Then, they had to wait until they had purchased the boy's
favors for a period of time or for the rest of the night when it was their
turn to make their selection.

Bryce stayed off to one side and attempted to avoid this early activity
for as long as he could, but he knew he wouldn't be able to escape this
fate forever.  In the meantime, he watched and tried to learn from what
the other boys were doing, so he could get an idea about what he'd be
expected to do when the time came.

After the last of the guests had arrived, Big John stepped into the
middle of the room and made an announcement.

"I'm glad to see that many of my old and dear friends could make it
here tonight and I have a pleasant surprise for you.  We have a new
young colt in our stable now, one that some of you will be very
interested in.  He's been broken in, so he'll be available to be part of the
fun tonight, so I want Bryce to come up here, so I can introduce him
and everyone can get a chance to see how cute he is."

Hesitantly, Bryce stepped forward, where these older guys could get a
good look at him, and then Big John added something more.

"He hasn't reached puberty yet, so there's not a hair on him, other than
on top of his head.  I think some of you were looking for someone like
this, if I'm not mistaken."

"I must admit that I am one of those who stated such a desire," an older
man confessed, and Bryce guessed he must be the Judge that Cam had
told him about.  "I wouldn't mind going first with the lad.  Will $200
cover his services for tonight?"

"Oh, I think that sounds fair, for an hour of his time," Big John
answered.

"Damn it, John, you are a scoundrel," the Judge shot back.  "These two
$100 bills should pay for the entire evening."

"Well, it might for some of the other boys, and maybe it will for this kid
in the future," Big John replied, "but for tonight we'll let each guy
who's interested have a chance to spend some time with him, and that
will be the price for one hour in heaven."

"You're just a money hungry old fool, John," the Judge added,
sarcastically, "and you take every chance you get to rob us of all of our
hard earned cash."

"Oh, I'm just a poor old fella trying to survive is all," Big John
answered, while trying to look innocent.  "You surely can't begrudge
me of what little I get, can you?"

"Survive?  You'll outlast us all and still have enough money left over
that it outlast you too," came the Judge's retort.

After hearing this, many of the other men in the room began laughing
and the old guy grabbed Bryce by the hand and tossed the two bills at
Big John, before he began to pull Bryce from the living room.

"Just don't be stingy with that hour either, John," the Judge warned,
before adding a parting shot.  "It had better last for at least the full sixty
minutes, plus maybe a little bonus time too."

The man then told Bryce to show him to his room, so Bryce told him
he'd lead the way.  He then had the Judge follow him into the other
room, up the stairs and down the hallway to his bedroom.  When they
went inside, the Judge shut the door and asked which bed was his.  Once
Bryce told him, he went over and sat on Bryce's bed.  The man had to
be at least sixty-five, maybe even older, and he was quite skinny, which
made Bryce wonder if the man was ill.  His appearance wasn't all that
disgusting though, but looks aren't everything.

Feeling comfortable, he told Bryce to come closer to him.  When Bryce
did, the Judge began to kiss him and ran his hands all over Bryce's
body.  It was also when Bryce learned the guy's breath was a less than
pleasurable experience for his nose.  Bryce wasn't sure what caused the
foul odor emanating from the man's mouth, but he suspected the Judge
smoked, although he had no idea as to whether it was cigarettes, a pipe
or cigars.  Bryce tried not to breathe when their heads were close to
each other, but that wasn't always possible and sometimes Bryce would
nearly gag when he attempted to take another breath.

The Judge's hands were busy roaming all over Bryce's body during this
time and he rubbed completely around the outside of Bryce's clothing.
He eagerly cupped the cheeks of Bryce's pert ass and rubbed his hand
over the small bulge at his groin.  The man was also beginning to grow
impatient, so he unsnapped Bryce's jeans and pushed them downward,
along with Bryce's underwear, until he'd had pushed them nearly down
to Bryce's ankles.  Once he'd done that, he also lifted Bryce's shirt up
and over his head and threw it aside.

After he had Bryce nearly naked, he took a minute to ogle Bryce's
slender, pre-pubescent form and was nearly drooling over the treat he
had just uncovered.  Next, he lifted Bryce onto the bed and bent over to
lick and manipulate his immature genitals, eventually sucking on his
little wand as if it were a straw and the nectar of the gods was at the
other end of it.  Bryce had not expected him to do this, but found it very
stimulating, and his little penis snapped upright and gave the Judge the
impression that he was actually enjoying this.

After a couple of minutes of this action, the Judge removed Bryce's
pants, underwear and socks completely, and then he took off all of his
own clothes.  Once they were both naked, the Judge crawled onto the
bed, straddled Bryce's chest and attempted to stick his own small, uncut
prick into Bryce's mouth.  Bryce tried to resist taking it and hoped he
didn't have to, but the man was insistent.  Soon, he was pressing the
stubby little head against Bryce's lips and told Bryce he'd better open
up and let it enter his mouth, if he didn't want to suffer the
consequences.

Reluctantly, Bryce let his bottom jaw drop open slightly, which allowed
the intruder to go inside.  Once he'd accepted the Judge's penis, which
he thought looked more like a flesh colored, miniature elephant's trunk
when he first saw it, the Judge began to face-fuck him.  He jammed his
cock in and out of Bryce's less than willing orifice, but he only did it for
a few minutes, because he was afraid he was going to shoot his load and
he didn't want to do it in the boy's mouth.  He knew he'd only be able to
cum once and he had other plans for doing that.

When the Judge pulled his dick from between Bryce's lips, he got off the
bed and retrieved a small packet and a container from one of his pants
pockets.  Bryce quickly discovered that it was a condom and a container
of lubricant, and he watched as the Judge rolled the condom over his
erection, squirted some of lubricant on it and then smeared it around
the protective sheath.  Then, he lifted Bryce's legs into the air and
squirted some more of the lubricant onto his butt and began to work it
in.

Bryce closed his eyes, but not in a relaxed and dreamy way that
someone might do so they could concentrate on the pleasurable
sensations they knew would follow.  He squeezed his eyelids tightly shut
to block out any recollection of who was going to be doing this to him, so
he could try to pretend that it was Greg, Tommy, Johnny, Cam or Steve
instead.  He didn't care which one of them his mind chose to use in his
fantasy, as long as it wasn't this old man.  Bryce was totally unwilling to
allow himself to think about what would soon be happening to him and
opted to pretend he would be doing it with one of those others, someone
he actually cared about.

It wasn't long after that until Bryce felt the old guy's dick penetrate
him.  Although the Judge's penis wasn't very big and it didn't hurt him
when it entered, Bryce did his best to blot out the fact that this man was
humping his behind, as frantically as a condemned man who only had a
few more minutes left to live.  Bryce's mind chose instead to envision it
was Cam doing this to him, since Cam and the old guy both seemed to
favor the machine gun approach when having sex.

Before long, Bryce felt the Judge tense up and his dick began to pulsate
and swell within him.  Then, Bryce felt a warm spot suddenly appear
deep inside of him, as the streams of hot juices filled the end of the
prophylactic that was nestled within his bowels.  Shortly after that
happened, he felt the body above him begin to waiver from side to side,
before the elderly gentleman collapsed on the bed beside him.

Mercifully, the Judge was done and this experience was over.  Bryce
merely lay on the bed, not knowing if he should move or try to get away.
While he remained motionless, the door to his room opened and Cam
came in leading a youngish looking man to his bed.  Cam gave Bryce a
little wave as he entered, when his customer turned to close the door.
Bryce realized that Cam was in for a similar treatment to what he had
just received, but at least his guy was fairly young and not bad looking.

Although Bryce didn't want to intrude on Cam's privacy, he felt
compelled to watch what was going on across the room.  He observed
the man begin to undress Cam and quickly removed all of the boy's
clothing, before he shed all of his own garments as well.  The guy
seemed to be in a hurry and his movements seemed very quick and
impulsive.  Cam didn't seem to be enjoying this either, but he wasn't
fighting the guy off or anything.  Like Bryce, Cam just seemed to let the
guy do to him what he wished, but he didn't cooperate any more than
he had to.

Bryce watched as the guy stretched Cam out and then greased up
Cam's love canal, before his sheathed penis entered his friend and was
rammed in and out of Cam's backdoor.  Cam didn't seem to be in any
distress because of what was happening to him, although he also seemed
to be pretending he was as far away from this place as he could possibly
get.  He stayed that way until after his customer had satisfied his lustful
desires.

About that same time, Bryce heard a knock on the door, before he saw
Big John enter the room.  Big John was there to tell the Judge his time
was up, so he should put his pants on and go downstairs.  The Judge still
didn't seem as though he'd recovered from the sex act yet, even though
he had continued to fondle and manipulate Bryce's small package while
Bryce had been watching the other pair.  Since he'd been told his time
was up, he grabbed his garments and began to pull them on, possibly
with the idea of getting another boy for the rest of the night.

"He was good, John, damn good," the Judge announced, on his way out
of the room.  "You'll make a fortune with that one and I'd be willing to
bet that most of that money will be mine."

Big John and the Judge had a good laugh over that comment, but it
caused Bryce to cringe, because he knew it meant the Judge planned to
return to visit him many more times in the future.  As the Judge left the
room, Big John called out a name and another guy entered the room
and made his way toward Bryce's bed.

This man looked really young and it seemed that he couldn't have been
older than his early to mid-twenties.  Thinking back upon the things
Cam had told him previously; Bryce figured this must be the sheriff's
deputy and the other guy who liked his boys really young.  He seemed
nice enough and wasn't bad looking either, but Bryce was also glad to
discover that the guy didn't seem to have bad breath or any body odor
that was offensive.  In fact, he smelled really nice and must have used
some nice smelling after-shave or deodorant.

This pleasant fragrance, when compared to the Judge's foul breath,
kind of turned Bryce on a little.  He still wasn't happy about being
forced to do things like this, but this guy seemed different.  He talked to
Bryce and asked him things about himself, so it didn't seem as if he was
just interested in getting into Bryce's pants, although Bryce wasn't
wearing any at the moment.  The pair chatted for several minutes, with
Bryce surprising himself by answering most of the guy's questions, even
if he wasn't enthusiastic about it.  He did think this fellow was trying to
be nice and he did manage to disarm the previously suspicious boy.
After a few more minutes of this conversation, the guy finally
announced his true intentions.

"I guess we'd better do something now, before my time with you is up,"
he suggested.  "Is there anything special that you'd like to do?"

"I'll do whatever you want," Bryce responded, without showing much
emotion.

Bryce wasn't sure why he was kind of brushing this guy off like this,
since the man seemed to be trying to be considerate, but Bryce felt his
reaction might have something to do with the fact that it was his second
'trick' of the evening.  He hated the idea of being told whom he had to
do this with and when, without being able to have any say in the matter.

"I know you will," the man replied, "but isn't there something you'd
prefer or like to do?"

"Not really.  It's all about the same to me," Bryce answered,
nonchalantly.  "You're paying the money, so it's your choice."

Bryce's voice came out sounding as if it was a monotone recording when
he answered, and his customer seemed hurt that Bryce wasn't giving
him a positive response to his attempt at giving him an option.

"Do you mind if I look at your body and play with it a bit?" the Deputy
asked next.

"Nah, that's what you're paying the money for, isn't it?" Bryce replied,
cynically.

The Deputy looked as if he was troubled by Bryce's comment, possibly
even hurt.

"Look, kid, I'm not exactly like the others," he stated, and Bryce could
detect the pained tone in his voice.  "I DO like young boys, but I'd
prefer to do what YOU want, so you can enjoy it too.  How about
working with me here, because I'm trying to give you a break."

Bryce eyed him suspiciously for a moment, before he gave him his
response.

"And what if I just want to be left alone?" he finally replied, and he saw
the young man wince.

The Deputy spent the next few seconds just staring at Bryce and then he
looked down at the floor.

"I'd really appreciate it you were a little more cooperative.  Don't you
realize that I'm trying to make this more enjoyable for you, not just for
me?" he reasoned.  "I'm trying to meet you halfway here, but this is
costing me quite a bit of money, so I expected that I'd be able to at least
get off for the amount of money I'm paying."

Bryce stared back at him, his face hardening as he did so.

"Yeah, as long as you get your jollies, even if it hurts me," Bryce told
him.  "You're not that much different than the rest of them, so don't
think you're fooling me or yourself."

Now, the Deputy looked angry.

"Well, I tried to make this easy for you, but since you don't want to
cooperate and play ball, we'll do it your way," he snapped.  "Help me
get my damn clothes off.  NOW!"

This time, Bryce could see the guy was extremely upset, very serious,
totally frustrated and even bitter about the way Bryce had been acting.
Bryce had pushed him way too far.  Unfortunately, Bryce didn't realize
this until it was too late and the guy had begun to retaliate.  Bryce began
to wonder if this guy was going to get him and trouble now, by telling
Big John about how he'd been acting, and then Bryce would wind up
getting punished for being so rude to a paying customer.

Finally, understanding that he'd been playing with dynamite, Bryce
quickly helped the Deputy strip off his clothes and now they were naked
together.  Bryce waited to see what his 'John' would demand next, but
the guy sat on the bed and told Bryce to come to him.  When Bryce did,
the man told him to lick his cock and get it up for him.

Bryce did as he was told, knowing he didn't dare risk angering him
further, but a short time later the Deputy told Bryce to stop what he
was doing and get up on the bed beside him.  When Bryce did, the man
told Bryce to straddle his head and then start working on his cock
again, and when Bryce began to do this, he felt the Deputy began to lick
his ball sack and small penis at the same time.

Bryce continued to run his tongue over and around the man's cock,
which was only average size and medium thickness, but Bryce's body
would occasionally squirm uncontrollably, as the Deputy worked on his
miniature sex organs.  Before long, Bryce exploded in a powerful dry
orgasm, which caused him to stop his oral assault on his 'John,' but the
guy never said a word.  He was obviously pleased that Bryce had
climaxed.  After a few seconds, he pushed Bryce toward his neglected
organ and Bryce responded to his unspoken message and immediately
started using his mouth to pleasure the guy once again.

What Bryce failed to realize was that this wasn't the reason the guy had
pushed him lower.  What he was doing was repositioning Bryce, so he
could rim him.  When Bryce felt the Deputy's tongue flicking at his
crack and around his little hole, he let out an audible moan.  Bryce was
enjoying the sensations he was feeling from this and his mid drifted
back in time to when Derrick had done this to him, after he'd had his
encounter with Big John.  Since this activity was making Bryce feel so
good, he spread his legs farther apart and squatted down a little, so the
guy could reach his small behind better,

This pleased the man below him, so when the Deputy realized what
Bryce was doing, he got even more aggressive in his attack on Bryce's
sensitive chute.  He now used his tongue to dart into that pink opening,
time and time again, which caused Bryce's body to shiver each time the
Deputy's tongue entered him.  Bryce was stopping what he was doing
every now and then, because the Deputy's tongue was driving him
absolutely wild.  At this point, the Deputy began to tongue-fuck him
royally, which caused Bryce to completely stop what he was doing, so he
could enjoy these totally awesome sensations.

The Deputy kept this up for a while longer, while reveling in the
knowledge that this small, cute boy was totally enjoying his attention.
When he finally stopped what he was doing, Bryce took this as a signal
to start his work again, but the guy spoke to him and let him know
otherwise.

"Hold on there, partner.  I have other plans for you now," he stated.
"You just move over a bit and face the head of your bed.  Then, we'll
try something a little different."

Bryce understood that this probably meant the guy was going to screw
him doggy style, but right now he didn't care about that.  He did as he
was told and the Deputy retrieved a condom and some lube, which he
generously applied to both of them.  He then positioned himself behind
the small boy, grabbed him by the hips and gradually pulled him back
onto his dick, while at the same time pushing his own hips forward and
guiding his penis past Bryce's guardian ring.  Bryce flinched a little as it
went in, but it wasn't too bad for him, so he pushed back a little too, to
speed up the process.

The Deputy noticed this and rubbed Bryce's back in gratitude, but by
that time he was fully seated inside the boy.  He then bent forward and
whispered, "Ready?" into Bryce's ear and Bryce nodded his head in
response.  Having been given the go ahead, the guy began to pump his
hips back and forth, which allowed his penis to slide in and out of
Bryce's love tunnel.  After all of the attention he had received earlier, it
wasn't long before the Deputy was bucking like a horse trying to throw
its rider, and Bryce had all he could do to keep his balance and not be
launched forward, into the headboard.

The Deputy was beginning to grunt now and Bryce could feel droplets
of sweat landing on his back and upraised buttocks, so he assumed the
guy was working hard and getting close.  With a few more thrusts, the
Deputy reached the point of no return and slammed his cock home,
allowing the first burst of molten nut lava to fill the tip of the condom he
was wearing.  Then the guy began to buck again, milking more strands
of cum from his over-stimulated fuck-stick.  Once he had drained his
balls of all of the baby-juice they could produce, he pulled it out of
Bryce, flipped the boy over on his back and began kissing his young
partner squarely on the lips.  After forcing his tongue inside of Bryce's
mouth, and exchanging a long open-mouth kiss, he pulled back and
spoke to Bryce.

"You are incredibly awesome, kid," he gushed.  "I hope you enjoyed
that as much as I did.  It was the most mind-blowing orgasm I've had in
a very long time."

Bryce just looked up at the man and smiled, knowing that the Deputy
had wanted to please him, but yet be able to enjoy this too.  Bryce felt he
had to let the man know that he appreciated his thoughtfulness.

"Yeah, I did," Bryce agreed.  "It wasn't as bad as with some of those
other guys, so I'd like to thank you.  I also want to apologize for the
things I'd said and how I acted earlier.  You didn't deserve that."

"Thanks, and I understand, kid," he commiserated.  "I'll try to get you
every chance I get and I'll also try to do my best to make sure that you
enjoy it too.  That's the least I can do."

Bryce smiled again and then leaned up, so he could wrap his arms
around the Deputy's neck.  He then locked his lips over the Deputy's
mouth and delivered the most passionate kiss the Deputy had ever had
from one of the boys.

"Thanks, kid.  That was special," he admitted.  "You're definitely one in
a million."

Now, the Deputy got up, dressed and then he was out the door.  Bryce
hadn't even noticed Cam's date had left too and Cam was lying on his
bed, smiling over at Bryce.

"I guess you enjoyed that one?" he asked, with a grin.

"Well, more than with the Judge or Big John," Bryce admitted.  "He
really seemed to care that I enjoyed it too.  I always thought the adults
only wanted to please themselves, not us."

"Most do, but there are some, like the Deputy, who consider how we feel
as well," Cam advised him.  "He used to pay to be with me, before you
got here, so I know what he's like."

"I'm sorry.  I didn't mean to take him away from you," Bryce
apologized.

"Hey, that's ok," Cam told him.  "I've always known that he preferred
younger boys, without any hair.  I just happened to be the youngest one
here before you showed up, so that's the only reason he picked me."

"Then you're not mad at me?" Bryce asked.

"Heck, no.  I could never be mad at you," Cam confessed.  "You're my
new best friend, along with Steve."

Bryce smiled.

"You're my new best friend too, along with Steve too," Bryce agreed.
"I'm really glad I've got you here with me now.  So what's next?"

"That's probably it for tonight, since this was a school day," Cam
advised him.  "Tomorrow is Saturday, so we'll be busy most of the day,
and we'll probably also be busy again on Sunday, at least until around
dinnertime."

"Wow, isn't that a lot of sex?" Bryce asked, amazed.

"Yeah, but that's when Big John makes most of his money," Cam
advised him.  "He makes a little during the week, but not very much,
since he doesn't want to interfere too much with our studies.  He wants
us to be able to do something else to make a living, once we're too old to
be of use to him here."

"That's good," Bryce agreed, "but I hope I don't have to do this too
often over the weekend."

"I don't know how to tell you this," Cam responded, "but once word
gets out about you, you'll probably be even busier than me.  It seems a
lot of guys prefer their boys your age, instead of older."

"Doesn't it bother you to have to do it so much or that there are others
in here watching you while you're doing it?" Bryce asked.

"Yeah, it used to, but not so much any more," Cam confessed.  "Heck,
that's what it's like everyone here, since most of us share a room.  That
means there are usually two couples going at it in every room, so
someone's usually watching the other pair.  I guess I've just gotten used
to it."

"I don't know if I ever will, but I guess I can learn to live with it too, if
you did," Bryce conceded.  "I wish I didn't have to do this at all, but it's
not as bad as it might be, since I have you here with me.  I actually was
watching you with your customer earlier, when I didn't have my eyes
closed so I didn't have to think about being with the Judge.  I kina enjoy
looking at your body too."

Bryce looked sort of melancholy after admitting this and Cam let out a
little chuckle.

"You do, huh," he replied, somewhat flattered, "and I wish that I didn't
have to do this with the men either, but that's not going to change, so we
might as well stop thinking about that.  I don't mind you watching me
though, if it makes it a little easier and helps you.  Do you want to sleep
together again?"

"Yeah, sure," Bryce agreed, without hesitation.  "Your bed or mine?"

"Mine, this time," Cam responded, eagerly, as he moved over so Bryce
could join him.

Bryce locked the door and flipped the lights off, before he got in Cam's
bed.  As soon as they were side by side, Cam wrapped his arms around
his friend, looked him in the eye and spoke.

"You know, I love having you here like this every night," Cam
confessed.

"I like it too," Bryce agreed.  "I don't feel so lonely and I'm not so
scared when I'm lying next to you, since I know you really care about
me."

"I really do, and I was thinking that someday maybe we might even
become boyfriends?" Cam announced.

This unexpected admission startled Bryce, so a strange look came over
his face.  Cam had been watching Bryce, so he could gauge his reaction,
but he wasn't sure if this meant Bryce was happy or pissed about what
he'd just said.  His confusion ended though, when Bryce tilted his head,
looked at Cam and smiled.

"Yeah, that would be really special," Bryce agreed.

After saying this, Bryce cuddled up against Cam and just enjoyed their
closeness and the feel of Cam's body next to him.  Both boys understood
they didn't have to do anything sexual tonight and merely enjoyed this
very special time with each other.

The next morning, after the pair awoke, they kissed and then went to
relieve themselves, before putting something on and going down to eat
breakfast.  Big John was in a really good mood when they got there,
seeing he made more than the usual amount of money for a Friday night
and he expected to do even better today.

After the boys had finished eating, they showered together, as usual, but
they also fooled around a bit too, but only in a playful manner.  When
they were finished cleaning up, they went back to their room, dressed
provocatively again and then went to wait in the living room for the
men to show up.  It was just before noon when the first knock came on
the door.  It was the Judge and he was looking for Bryce.

"Where's that scrumptious little boy today?" he asked, as he entered.

Bryce shuddered when he heard the Judge's voice, even though he
couldn't see his face yet.  He had been hoping the man wouldn't come
back again until the following weekend.

"Bryce, get out here," Big John yelled.  "You have a visitor."

Hesitantly, Bryce walked out to the foyer, where he found the Judge
waiting.  The man beamed at him, as he moved in Bryce's direction, but
he stopped long enough to hand Big John a wad of money.

"I think that should cover me for a couple of hours or better," the Judge
stated, as he did this.

Big John nodded and the Judge took Bryce by the hand and literally
dragged him up to his room.  As soon as the door was shut, the Judge
began to undress Bryce and he stroke his smooth skin as it was
uncovered.  The Judge was acting like a little kid with a new toy when
he reached for Bryce's genitals.

As the Judge leaned closer to him, Bryce immediately noticed that the
man's breath was still foul smelling and was convinced that it had to be
smoking related, not that it made it any better to cope with.  The Judge
began to kiss him, as he fondled Bryce's package, but as soon as he
pulled his lips away, Bryce would either attempt turn his head to the
side or hold his breath, so the Judge asked him what was wrong.

"What's the matter, son?  Don't you like kissing?" he wondered.

"It's not that," Bryce said, meekly.  "It's your breath.  It doesn't smell
so good."

The Judge looked hurt and then excused himself momentarily.  When
he came back, his breath had a minty-fresh smell to it.

"I just went down and borrowed some of Big John's mouthwash," he
confessed.  "I hope that's better."

This made Bryce feel badly that he'd insulted the man, although it was a
lot easier for him to breathe now.

"I'm sorry," Bryce told him.  "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings."

"Don't worry, kid, you didn't," the Judge confirmed.  "It's from my
bad habit of smoking cigars, but I'll remember to gargle from now on,
before I come here."

Bryce gave him a weak smile, knowing the man was hinting that he'd be
around a lot, but he didn't dare make any other comments about it.
The Judge didn't let the previous episode faze him and went back to
playing with Bryce's naked body.  He was now sucking on Bryce's
nipple, as he attempted to slide a finger up the boy's rectum.  Bryce let
his mind wander when this happened and pretended it was Cam who
was doing this too him again.  His little dick even began to rise because
of this mental imagery, not because of what was actually happening to
him.

"I knew you'd learn to like this," the Judge commented, not
understanding the real reason this was happening.

Even though the Judge had drawn the wrong interpretation from what
he now observed, Bryce decided it would be in his best interest if he
didn't correct the error.  Instead, Bryce continued to imagine it was
Cam who was lovingly stimulating his body, so all he could see in his
mind's eye was Cam affectionately ministering to him.

After doing this for a while, the Judge pushed Bryce down on the bed,
so he could move down his torso even further, at least until he could
orally manipulate his small package.  When he finally reached that
area, he sucked Bryce's scrotum and penis in his mouth at the same
time, as he attempted to stimulate this area as much as possibly he
could.   He continued working o the boy orally, while continuing to ram
his finger in and out of his tiny hole, until Bryce achieved his dry
orgasm.

He was going to have the boy suck him next, but he saw that Bryce was
still lost in a trance-like swoon from climaxing, so he merely rolled the
boy over, so he could suck on his cute, little, pink hole.  The Judge
slobbered all over that puckered opening and pushed his tongue past
the sphincter, while lubricating the area with his saliva and making the
boy hot, so he would want the Judge's dick up there next.  Now, he
slipped on a condom, slimed it up with lube and added some of it to
Bryce's anal region, as he prepared the boy for that ultimate pleasure.

After lifting Bryce's butt up and positioning it at the appropriate height
to provide him the right angle for entry, the Judge pushed his way
inside the tight hole.  As he began to assault the boy's ass again, Bryce
merely let out a little groan, because he still imagined it was Cam that
was making love to him.  Hearing Bryce's groan of pleasure encouraged
the Judge to pump into him, but this time using long, slow strokes.
Every time he felt he was getting close to ejaculating, he would stop and
let his juices cool off again, before he would resume his assault.  After
doing this several times, he finally gave in to his physical needs and saw
it through to completion.  As he was filling the condom, the Judge's
aged and overworked body began to shudder, in total fulfillment.

The man managed to hold on to Bryce's hips, to keep his balance long
enough for his ancient penis to wilt and pull out of the boy, and then he
let his body fall sideways, as he collapsed on the bed.  Once he regained
his senses, the Judge played with Bryce's body some more and did all
kinds of things to him, plus he used his tongue to lathe every part of the
boy's body, without any outward sign of participation on his young
friend's part.  Bryce was just kind of letting it happen to him.  As long
as the Judge was happy and didn't realize Bryce was blasé about what
was happening, then both of them were satisfied.

Finally, the Judge either tired or grew bored, so he stopped what he was
doing and got off the bed, but his mind was already racing ahead and
thinking about what he would do the next time he was with this kid.
Bryce lay motionless beside the man, until the Judge got up, dressed,
left the room and headed downstairs, leaving him alone.  Once he
realized the Judge was gone, Bryce put his clothes back on and then set
out for the dining room, to see what there was for lunch, since he hadn't
eaten since breakfast.

This time Big John fixed him a meal, since all of the other boys were
busy with customers.  Big John was willing to do this for him for a
couple of reasons.  First, Bryce was attracting a lot of business, but he
also wanted each boy to keep his strength up, so he would be at peak
performance for the rest of the weekend.  After eating a grilled cheese
sandwich, a bowl of soup and a fairly large bowl of ice cream, covered
in chocolate syrup, Bryce was told that he had someone else to take care
of.

Bryce wasn't particularly pleased to hear this and wished he could just
disappear for the rest of the day or run away.  He definitely wasn't
looking forward to another customer and his attitude was only
reinforced when he saw the guy he was to be with.  It was a very fat,
middle-aged man, wearing work pants and a dirty shirt.  The guy
looked as if he was on his way home, or maybe just taking a lunch
break, from some kind of filthy job, maybe as a mechanic, a sanitation
worker or some kind of custodian.  The guy smiled when he saw Bryce
and revealed he was missing two teeth in front, one on top and the other
on the bottom.  Seeing this, Bryce was even more revolted by this guy's
appearance than any of the others.

Bryce showed the man to his room, only to walk in on Cam, as he was
being butt-fucked by some other disgusting guy.  Bryce's customer was
really fascinated with watching the other pair, so he merely plopped
down on the middle of Bryce's bed and began to undress himself, while
at the same time telling Bryce to get undressed too.  Once they were
both naked, the man spoke to Bryce.

"To start, why don't you come up here and straddle my face, so I can
enjoy your sweet body first," he told him.

Bryce slowly did as the man wanted and for the next several minutes the
guy sucked on Bryce's small prick, but he also orally attacked Bryce's
rear entrance.  After he felt satisfied with what he'd done, he spoke to
Bryce again.

"Ok, son, I don't want to hurt you by getting on top of you, so you can
just work on my dick until it gets hard," he stated.  "Then, you can sit
on it and give me a good ride.  I'll even give you a tip, if you do a really
good job."

Bryce was somewhat surprised by the guy's request, but he understood
what he wanted.  That was almost the same type of thing that he usually
had to do to Maury, after Maury first started molesting Bryce.  Bryce
knew there was no way he could get away without doing this, so he just
decided to get it over with as quickly as he could.

Bryce bent over and began to stroke the guy's limp penis, while toying
with the thought that this pig probably hadn't even seen his penis in
years, because of his enormous belly.  It hung down in several folds and
hid everything below his waist, including his being able to see his own
feet.  It took Bryce several minutes before he got the guy erect and he
felt this might have been due to fact that the man might have lost some
feeling in his genitals, because of his enormous size and the weight of all
the blubber.  Once the man was finally hard, Bryce slipped a condom on
the guy's dick and lubed it up.  Then, Bryce hovered over the short,
rigid pole and slowly lowered himself onto it, until it was completely
inside of him.

Once the man's penis was firmly in his butt, Bryce began to bounce up
and down on it, while doing everything he knew how to get this guy to
bust a nut as quickly as he could.  Bryce's energetic assault on the
man's penis, which was enhanced as he alternately squeezed and
relaxed his anal muscles as he attempted to milk the man dry.  This
accomplished the desired result in record time and the guy stiffened and
emptied his load into the condom, which was buried in his young
partner's rectum.  Bryce bounced on it a few more times, before
breaking free of the softening tool and leaving the man of his bed, to
recover at his own pace.

Once the guy recuperated, he thanked Bryce and told him he'd enjoyed
himself and said he was ready to leave.  Bruce got up, retrieved the
man's filthy clothes and handed them to him.  The man put them on
and slipped Bryce a couple of dollars as a reward.

"Not bad, kid," he offered, on his way out.  "Kind of quick, but not bad
at all."

Once the man left, Bryce went to the toilet and washed his body quickly,
to get rid of the man's body odor and any transferred grime.  Bryce was
deep in thought throughout the time he was doing this, as he analyzed
what his life was going to be like if he had to remain here.  It wasn't the
sex part that was so bad, but it had more to do with the people he had to
do it with and the fact that he had absolutely no choice in the matter.
None of this would seem so unacceptable to him, if he could select his
own partners and there was at least a minimal amount of love involved.
It wasn't so much about the of age of the other person, but the thought
that the sex was only about the 'John' getting off or Big John getting
paid, and this wasn't what he wanted.

By the time he returned to the first floor, Bryce had a chance to grab a
snack and a drink, before he was told that there was another person
waiting to use him. Once more, Bryce made the hike back up to his
bedroom with another individual he didn't know, only to have to let the
new adult have his way with him.

After dinner, Bryce had two more customers, but then he was finally
done for the day.  Once Big John released the boys for the night, Bryce
and Cam got to spend the rest of the night alone in their room.  The two
boys talked and Cam tried to convince Bryce that what he was doing
wasn't so terrible.  Cam told him that he'd also thought that at first, but
after comparing this to some of the other foster homes he'd been in, this
place didn't look quite so bad.  At least he ate well, was given money to
spend and was treated fairly, for the most part.  The only downside was
turning tricks.

After listening to Cam's viewpoint on this, Bryce had to admit that Cam
was probably right.  At least no one was beating him or trying to slam
him around, and he also had plenty to eat, unlike his last foster home.
Besides, he had even learned that Big John would give them all
spending money when he let them go into town, so after considering this
situation further, Bryce decided he'd make the best of this situation and
it might not be so hard to survive here after all.


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