From: jtmichcock@yahoo.com (JT Michcock)
Subject: All-American Rent Boys, Pt 1 (M/t)
Date: Sun, 26 Apr 1998 07:11:33 GMT
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The usual warnings and advisories apply.  No one under 18 may read and
this involves sex between males, some of whom are under age.  

The story also involves acts of prostitution and unsafe sexual
practices.  Do not try this at home.

This is part 1 of 4 (so far...).  More chapters will be posted as they
are ready.


ALL-AMERICAN RENT BOYS
By JT Michcock

Part One


     As soon as the noisy car engine was turned off, Jon could hear
his heart rapidly beating.  He looked over to Tony, his roommate of
less than one week, to try to get some emotional support.  Tony looked
over and smiled cockily at Jon.  There was little support forthcoming.

     "You okay with this?" said Tony, puffing away at the cigarette
between his teeth.

     "Um, yeah, I guess," mumbled Jon.  This was not going to be easy.

     "You'll be fine," said Tony, as he bent over to kiss his
companion, blowing smoke into his mouth.  Tony couldn't believe his
luck.  The dazzling redhead next to him was like an answer from God. 
Only 16, Jon was going to be the life of this party.

     Tall and thin in the extreme at almost six foot and 97 pounds,
the youth appeared almost anorexic, something Tony knew a lot of
customers would like this combination.  Jon's lips were full and his
bright blue eyes could light up any room.  Underneath Jon's clothes,
he looked even better.  A perfectly smooth chest, smattering of
freckles on his shoulders and chest and unusually small nipples that
seemed eternally erect.  A light covering of red pubic hair topped a
cock that was nine inches when erect.

     Jon returned the kiss half heartedly.  He really wanted to be
back at the apartment, but Tony told him he was going to have to pay
his rent.  Tonight, he was going to be earning it on his back.

     "Let's go make some money," said Tony as he reached over to open
the car door.  Jon exited the 71 Nova that was on its last legs.  The
ride over had been hell.  The temperature was hovering around 90 and,
of course, the wreck they were driving didn't have air conditioning. 
On the way to the servant entrance of the classy mansion, Jon wondered
how the hell he had gotten himself into this.

     His mom's new boyfriend beat the crap out of him.  That's how it
started.  He didn't want any "homos" living in his house.  Asshole.

     Tony was hustling tricks at the local gay bar in Jon's
neighborhood.  Jon was hanging around outside when Tony approached
him.  Asked him why he was hanging around.  Jon told him everything. 
Crying.  The whole scene.

     Tony told him he could stay with him for a while.  That was cool.
 The first night was great.  They sat around and ate chips and
popcorn, Tony gave him a couple of beers to wash it down with.  Jon
crashed on the couch, feeling a lot better and more than a bit buzzed
from the beer.

     In the middle of the night, the relationship changed.  Tony
visited him at three in the morning.  He got his wake up call via a
shake to the shoulder.  In the dim light of the room, he saw Tony's
face.   Tony asked if he wanted to sleep in his bed.  Jon said sure. 
Their nude bodies were soon under the covers of Tony's bed.

     Tony was hot.  The dark-haired full-blooded Italian was quite a
bit shorter than Jon at 5' 4" or so and a bit older at 23.  His
compact body was mostly muscle.  No hair on his chest, he kept that
shaved.  The customers liked it better that way, he said.  Down below,
where it counted to many of his tricks, he was an uncut eight inches.

     Jon didn't sleep anymore that night.  He spent the entire night
with Tony, kissing and hugging at first and then they moved into more
serious action.

     Tony liked to have his nipples played with, a request Jon was
more than willing to accommodate.  The red headed youth started by
teasing his dark-haired roommate's brown and well shaped nips with his
fingers.  Then Jon applied his mouth to them as Tony moaned his
approval. 

     Soon, the two were getting into a 69.  Both had a rough time
taking each other's huge cocks down their throats, but had a hell of a
time in the process.  It was also obvious to each that they were both
familiar with the art of providing oral pleasure.  Mouths were soon
attached to assholes as they took their time in rimming their partner.

     Finally, the scene was consummated with Jon taking Tony's eight
incher up his ass.  That was the first time Jon ever got his hole
fucked.  Jon's mumbled about whether Tony might want to use some
protection and his question was quickly dismissed.  Tony only did it
bareback.  That was okay with Jon.  After all, he didn't really have
that much to live for, anyway.

     It hurt a lot at first as Tony impaled him.  He had him lie down
on the bed while he took his ass from the side, standing up.  Jon was
laying face up as Tony fucked him.  Tony wanted to watch his face when
he screwed him.  A little K-Y helped it get down a bit easier, though.
 Eventually, the rocking into his asshole got Jon excited enough and
he creamed all over his belly.  After this and with a huge grunt, Tony
released his load into the teen.

     Jon slept in Tony's bed every night after that, even entertaining
a couple of Tony's customers.  He had to do something.  And Tony got
more money for the three ways.

     

     The moment of truth was here.  After tossing what was left of his
cigarette into the bushes, Tony rang the bell and the pair awaited an
answer.  As Jon looked around, he was impressed with the location. 
This huge mansion must have run the owner in the millions.  There was
a well- manicured lawn and beautiful landscaping was everywhere.  This
was the kind of luxury Jon was used to seeing only on television.

     A chubby, balding man answered the door wearing a bathrobe.  Jon
guessed he must have been about fifty.  The old guy smiled when he saw
Tony and he gestured both youths into the house.  Inside, the area
looked like a storage area for a kitchen.  Pots and pans sitting around.

     The old guy introduced himself as Frank.  By the way he talked,
Jon could tell that he had some sort of education.  He and Tony
started whispering to one another.  Tony smiled and nodded as Frank
walked off toward the front of the house.

     Tony turned to Jon, still wearing a grin.  "We gotta go
upstairs," said Tony as he gestured for his companion to join him. 
They went off through a hallway and up a stair case.  From above, Jon
could hear noises that were a mingling of showers running and guys
talking.  As they reached the top, Tony turned to Jon, this time with
a serious look on his face.

     "Let me explain how things work around here," said Tony, his
voice kept low.  "The guys who hire us are real rich.  Richer than you
or I'll ever be.  They hire us guys to entertain us at these parties. 
And I do mean entertain."  Tony pulled out another cigarette and lit it.

     "There are about twenty other guys here that are going to be
entertaining too," continued Tony.  "I know most of these guys and you
don't want to be hanging around with them."

     Tony grabbed a hold of Jon's ass and gave it a squeeze.  "If
anyone asks, you're with me." Jon nodded nervously.  He would have run
out if he had anywhere to go.

     "Anyway," said Tony, "we're going into the locker room now to get
cleaned up.  These guys like their whores to be clean around these
parts."

     "After that, you and I are going to be a part of a little show. 
Cause you're new and all they all wanted to see you," said Tony,
moving his hand to Jon's crotch.

     "Show?" asked Jon somewhat nervously.

     "Don't worry about it," said Tony.  "You'll figure it out when we
get there."  With this, Tony kissed Jon on the lips and gestured for
him to follow, heading toward the noises that they had heard.



     As they entered the room, Jon was surprised to find it looked
like a regular locker room.  Wire caged lockers filled with clothes on
the wall, two rows of benches in front of the lockers and a few
good-looking guys walking around in various stages of undress.

     "Hey, Leon," said Tony aloud toward a tall, muscular black dude
that had removed his shirt.

     "Tony, my man," said Leon, smiling brightly at the new arrivals
and putting his hand out in greeting.  Tony shook hands
enthusiastically.

     "So, I hear you got the balcony tonight," said Leon.  He was
about six four, thought Jon.  And huge.  Leon's chest had a few kinky
hairs in the center and his skin was a dark ebony.  Jon wondered what
he'd be like to have sex with.

     "Gotta show off the new meat," said Tony as he gestured to Jon. 
Leon's eyes turned to the redheaded newcomer.  A few of the guys
passing through took their own turns looking at the teen.

     "My name's Leon, and you are . . . " said Leon, looking directly
into the teen's eyes.

     "Jon," he said.    Jon was a bit surprised that this guy, who was
obviously hustling tonight, was so well spoken.  Still he was a bit
nervous because the guy was obviously checking him out.

     "Leon here's going to be my lawyer someday," said Tony to his
companion.  "He's going to law school somewhere."

     "Last year coming up," said Leon as his eyes continued to focus
on Jon.

     "Leon's paying his way through," said Tony.

     "Hey, man, it beats the hell out of fast food," laughed Leon, as
his eyes finally returned to Tony.  "Most of the regular guys are here
already except for Davey and Mikey."

     "Are they gonna be here?" asked Tony somewhat nervously. 

     "They better be or Joe's going to be pissed off," said Leon. 
"They should be here soon."

     "Anyway," continued Leon as he unsnapping the button on his
pants, "I'm getting washed up."

     "Us too," said Tony as he gestured to Jon to head over to a
locker.  Tony took the initiative as he removed his shirt and Jon soon
followed, placing the pullover into an empty locker. Out of the corner
of his eye, Jon watched as Leon removed his pants.  A solid white
jockstrap covered what appeared to be a massive package.  As Leon
removed the jockstrap and grabbed a towel, he confirmed Jon's
suspicions.  His uncut cock must have been over a foot long hard.

     Tony and Jon finished getting undressed, grabbed a couple of
towels and headed to the shower.



     The shower was steamy.  The sounds of young men washing
themselves filled the room along with the rushing of water.  On their
way in, Jon saw a pair of boys off to the side necking rather
intensely.  Uncomfortable with the rather public display, Jon tried to
avert his eyes from the scene.

     As they arrived in the shower, there were over a dozen other guys
in the room with them.  All naked, most seemed to be paired up under
the shower heads, most were necking quite intently as the water poured
over them. One pair was on the floor, a tall, skinny dark-haired guy
going down on what looked to be a Latino teen.  Jon spotted Leon from
the locker room.  He had his arms around some short blond kid that
couldn't have been much older than Jon.  Leon had his tongue down the
kid's throat.   

     Tony turned on the water to one of the shower heads.  After
adjusting the temperature, he gestured to Jon to join him.  Tony
wrapped his arms around Jon and grabbed hold of his ass.  With some
urgency, Tony brought Jon's package next his own, rubbing them
together to get both of their cocks hard.  The older youth then
brought his tongue into Jon's mouth, tasting inside the younger boy.

     Jon murmured some discomfort and Tony lifted his lips off his
companion and looked at him.

     "What's wrong?" asked Tony, still grinding his crotch into the
teen.

     "People are watching us," mumbled Jon as he averted his eyes
downward.  All around, the sound of the splashing water mingled with
the noises of eroticized males.  The steam arising from the bathroom
floor seemed to energize the performances that were going on all around.

     This brought a big grin to Tony's face.  "Shit, man, they're
gonna be watching us all night," he laughed, "get used to it."  With
this, Tony put his lips back onto Jon's mouth.

     Thoughts went through Jon's head as the necking continued. 
Doubts again about what he was doing.  He had to be there, he knew as
much.  Tony pretty much told he had to do this to stay with him.  Jon
didn't have much of a choice so he blocked it out as well as he could
and continued necking with his companion.

     After several minutes of this, Tony was getting hard as the water
was washing over them, but Jon was still pretty limp.  Tony lifted his
mouth off Jon and grinned.  Reaching for one of the many bars that
lined the shower ledge, he started soaping Jon up.

     Tony started working on Jon's chest.  With a few gestures, Tony
managed to get Jon to lift up his arms so that he could wash up his
armpits.  The strokes Tony provided were long and erotic, his
breathing more pronounced as he cleaned the teen's body.  Jon was
responded as well as his cock finally started to grow, he was getting
used to being in the scene.

     Tony turned his attentions next to Jon's legs.  Kneeling on the
floor and starting from the bottom, he soaped up the redheaded teen
until finally arriving at his crotch.

     Jon moaned softly as Tony applied the soap in a circular pattern
around his package, his cock now grown to its full five inches.  When
Tony finally did get around to applying the soap to Jon's nine hard
inches, the teen thrust it into his hands, his inhibitions seemingly
lost in his moan.  Tony scrubbed Jon clean and released his grip from
the youth's package before he became too aroused.  Plenty of time to
shoot later.

     Tony gestured to have Jon turn around.  The teen complied and
felt the warm wash of soap over his back. This opportunity gave him a
little time to look around the steamy shower and he liked what he saw.
 The blond boy that had paired up with Leon was giving him a rather
decent blow job, he had the law student's huge jock half way down his
throat as Leon finger fucked the teen's ass.

     Near the front door, Jon spotted a newcomer.  Standing against
the doorway leading to the shower was a big hunky blond dude that was
dressed in a white muscle shirt and sweat pants.  The blond dude had
his arms crossed and he looked to be watching the far corner of the
room.  Not watching like he was turned on, watching like he was
protecting someone, like some sort of guard.

     As Jon looked over to where the guard guy was looking, he saw the
reason.  There was a couple of kids over there showering together. 
Little kids.  Couldn't have been more than ten or eleven, based upon
the lack of body hair and their tiny dinks.  Both had dirty blond hair
and looked alike, they had the same squinty eyes.  They must have been
brothers or cousins.  One was a couple of inches taller and looked
maybe a year older.  Even the older one couldn't have been more than
eleven.  As Jon looked over, not certain what to think, the younger
boy spoke up.

     "Davey, give me that," said the boy in a high-pitched soprano as
he gestured to the other youth to hand him the soap.  Jon was startled
and he felt his cock deflate as the thoughts stung him.  This must
have been the Mikey and Davey that Tony and Leon were talking about.

     Jesus Christ, thought Jon, what the hell were these little kids
doing in here?  What kind of scene was he getting into?

     Jon's mind didn't have much more time to consider this as he felt
a finger being inserted into his asshole.  Grunting, Jon felt Tony
thrust a soapy finger into his hole.  Tony's breath was soon on his
cheek.

     "Gotta make sure you stay clean up there," whispered Tony as he
finger fucked the redheaded teen.  As he did so, Tony's lips fell on
the teen's neck.  Jon's erection, lost since he first noticed the two
kids, was now returning despite his concern.

     Tony released his finger and had Jon turn around.  "Wash me up,"
whispered Tony, a wicked smile on his face, as he handed the soap to
Jon.

     Jon took great care to make sure his companion was well washed
up, scrubbing the hunky Italian's chest and armpits.  Soon, he focused
his attentions on Tony's jock and knelt to attend the lower part of
his body.  The older youth groaned loudly in the shower as his
eight-inch cock was being scrubbed.  Jon arose and gave his mouth up
to the still-moaning Tony.  God, he was so fucking hot.

     After their lips locked and they ground their packages together,
Tony turned around to allow Jon to scrub his back.  Jon vigorously
soaped up Tony, and his eyes returned to the two kids off to the side
of the room. He nearly dropped the soap after seeing that the younger
Mikey was now on his knees blowing Davey.  The older boy's little
prick was no more than three inches even when erect.  Jon almost
dropped the bar of soap.

     "Get my butt," grunted Tony as he returned Jon's attention to his
task.  Spreading his legs, Tony bent over full and exposed his asshole
to his companion.  Jon, repeating the maneuver that Tony had used on
him, soaped up a finger and inserted it into Tony's hole.  Tony
grunted as the penetration started and began to moan as Jon finger
fucked his ass.  A little too loudly too.  He was putting on a show.

     After Jon finished cleaning out his companion, Tony arose and
faced his companion.  Once again, Tony grabbed Jon's ass and brought
their jocks and mouths together.  They would continue to neck until a
series of soft bells rang out.  From the actions of everyone else in
the room that appeared to be some sort of signal.  Showers were being
shut off and towels grabbed by everyone, including the two kids.  They
all began assembling by a door opposite the entrance to the locker
room.  Jon followed Tony as the door opened.  Frank, the guy that had
opened the door when Jon and Tony got there, gestured to move the
youths forward.

     As Jon reached the door, the younger of the two boys, Mikey,
arrived there at the same time.  The kid looked directly into Jon's
eyes and smiled.

     "Hi," said Mikey, sporting an erection that he was stroking.

     Jon just stood there feeling like an asshole.  He didn't know
what the hell he was supposed to say to this little kid.  Especially
since both of these kids appeared to be a hell of a lot more
comfortable than Jon did.

     Jon opened his mouth and nothing came out.

     "Yer good lookin'" said Mikey, a lisp in his voice.

     "Th- thanks," said Jon, blushing with embarrassment and moving
through the doorway.  The toughest part for Jon was that both of the
kids were fucking angels.  Beautiful faces and slender bodies.  Jesus
Christ, thought Jon, I can't let these kids turn me on.

     "Nice ass," said Mikey as he grabbed Jon's butt cheek with a
giggle. Jon jumped at the contact as he heard the other kid, Davey,
laugh out loud.  Jon's face was a bright red.  He didn't know how to
handle this.  

     Jon moved forward among the crush of bodies as quickly as he
could.  Behind him, Jon could hear Tony laughing.  Maybe he was taking
this too damn serious.  But, damn, these were just little kids.



     As they moved through the hall, Jon saw a small TV studio of some
sort come up.  Inside the room there must have been at least thirty
monitors showing the shower and locker room areas.  He saw the last of
the dudes in the shower exiting into the hallway he was in.  Tape
machines that he recognized from his own high school studio were busy
recording.

     Jesus Christ, thought Jon, they were taping everything in there. 
There were dark, round  domes on the wall and ceiling in both rooms as
well as a big one in the middle of the shower.  There must have been
cameras in there.

     Jon's mind went blank.  He couldn't think anymore.  He was a
robot now, heading to whatever the hell was at the end of the hall.


To be continued....

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