Date: Mon, 29 Jan 2007 19:52:36 +0000
From: Pink Panther <pinkpanther2@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: 'July Through September' Chapter 7

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                                 SIX

RICO

I spot him as soon as he turns the corner, Billy the new kid. He's
all right; reminds me of how I used to be when I first started doing
it. He grins as he swaggers over to where I'm standing.

"Hey man! How's it going?" he asks as we touch fists.

"Not bad. You?"

"Cool."

"So what brings you here on a Tuesday? Old lady got drunk again?"

"Nah, just got bored. Thought I might as well try getting some cash;
I've run out of smokes."

I pull out a pack and we light up. "Oh, right. How did you get on
with Legal Keith?" I ask.

"Okay, but it was like he wanted to have sex with me, but he didn't
really want me to be there, like he was ashamed of me or something.
Never asked if he could see me again anyway."

"Yeah, he can be a bit like that. Who else have you been with, apart
from John?"

"That Alan with the funny teeth."

"Oh, Alan the plumber!"

"Yeah, think so. He was going on about how he wanted me to be his
boy, not go with any other punters, how we were going to do this and
going to do that; it was too much, man! I wouldn't go with him again;
he's fuckin' scary!"

"He does that with every kid that comes round here, like he thinks he
should have all the boys and none of the other punters should have
any. He's a fuckin idiot! Harmless enough though."

"Nothing like John; I really like going with him. Treats me like a
real person, not just a kid to have sex with."

"Yeah, I saw John at the weekend; took me to the cinema, went for a
meal, then back to his place. He's really taken to you; couldn't stop
talking about you! He's all right; one of the best, as punters go."

"Wish I could meet another one like him!"

"You could be in luck. You haven't met Big George yet, have you?"

"No; who's Big George?"

"Looks after the security at all the pubs and clubs round here.
Massive bloke; there's never any trouble when he's around. He's
really quiet the way he does it though. If someone starts getting out
of order he just goes and asks them to cut it out, really sort of
polite, and they do, nine times out of ten."

"Oh, so d'you think he might be around tonight?"

"Yeah, could be; Tuesday's his night off. He loves kids like you!"

"So how big is he?"

"Huge! Don't worry though; he's not into anything heavy. He'd never
dream of hurting you. I went with him a lot when I first started."

"Oh, cool!"

"George is great; he's helped me out loads of times. Still go with
him; probably would have tonight if you weren't here."

"You don't mind, you know, . . . I thought you wouldn't like it if I
was going with one of your punters."

It's cool; I've got my own main man now, Pete the Professor. He
wouldn't go for you; you're too young."

"Oh!"

"Yeah, he's crazy about me! Trouble is he's too busy; away a lot too,
so I only see him a couple of times a week. Looks after me really
well though; he's going to get me my own place soon. That'll be well
cool!"

"Yeah! I guess you won't be able to take any other punters there
though."

"No, but it's not a problem. There's only really John and George and
they've both got their own gaff so it doesn't matter. I don't like
going with, you know, just anyone any more; I've been doing it too
long."

"Oh, right."

"Has John asked if he can fuck you yet?" I ask.

"Yeah; told him I wasn't into that. Said he'd give me eighty quid if
I changed my mind."

"Yeah, well he hasn't changed his pack-drill then! That's how he was
with me when I first started."

"So did you let him?"

"Not at first, but after a bit when he never pushed it or nothing,
and he was always so gentle, you know, well, I kept thinking about it
and thinking about it. Eventually I asked him if he still wanted to
do it. He said yeah, and promised he'd take it really slow and stop
if it was hurting too much, so I said okay."

"So did he do it then?"

"Well, sort of. That first time he couldn't get it in and it was
making me really sore, so he stopped. Still gave me forty quid
though. A couple of weeks later we tried again, and he did it. Hurt
pretty bad when it went up, but after he started, you know, doing it,
it was okay. Gave me the money just like he said."

"Fuck! Didn't think you'd do that. Don't think I'm ready for that
yet."

I grin at him. "Yeah, well he'll be ready when you are! What about
sucking?"

"Done it with John a couple of times," he says. "Don't let him cum in
my mouth though."

We stand there for a while, pulling on our cigs. "You don't have to
worry about going with George," I tell him. "He's not into fucking."
A moment later I spot the car. I give Billy a nudge. "And as if by
magic, here he is!"

                            0 o 0 o 0 o 0

BILLY

A black Beamer glides to a halt right in front of us. It's not new,
still very smart though.

"You get in the front, I'll get in the back," Rico tells me.

We stroll across and get in. The car glides away.

"Hi George!" Rico says breezily. "Thought you might be about tonight!
This is Billy. He's new, only been around a couple of weeks."

I glance across. The driver's massive, like he could pick me up with
one hand. Fuck! If Rico hadn't told me about him I'd be shitting
myself.

He smiles back at me. "Hi Billy, pleased to meet you!" he says,
sounding just as friendly as Rico said. He talks sort of funny, like
he comes from out in the country somewhere.

"Drop me round by Blockbusters," Rico says. "I'll let you two get to
know each other."

"Cool!" George tells him. "See you later on then. We won't be that
long, not the first time."

The car purrs to a stop outside the video store. Rico gets out and
gives me a smile. "Don't look so worried; George will look after
you!" He closes the door and we're on our way.

"So we're going to your place?" I ask.

"Yeah, that okay?"

"Yeah, I guess. D'you live out on the country?"

"Used to, Wiltshire; brought up in the middle of nowhere, I was. Why?
Do I sound like Farmer Giles?"

"Yeah, a bit?"

"Well, you're not too stupid! That's good!"

"So why d'you come here?"

"Just sort of happened really. I was in the army for nine years after
I left school. Could have gone back home, but I knew I was into boys,
like. Problem with living out in the country is everybody knows
everybody's business. So I got into security work, ended up here."

"Rico says you're really good at it, you never have to get heavy with
people."

"Most of the time; apart from a few idiots; I don't like throwing my
weight around. I try to make it so everyone can have a good time,
that's all." He smiles down at me. "Mind you, if anyone hurt one of
you kids, I'd put them in fuckin' hospital!"

"You ever done that?"

"Only once, fortunately. For Rico, that was, a couple of years back.
These two black kids pulled a knife on him, took his money, his
watch, fuckin' everything! About seventeen they were. Well, I've got
contacts; pretty soon found out who they were. Found `em hangin' out
late one night. Before they had a chance to do anything one of them
was flying head first through a shop window. His mate was running
down the street shitting himself. There's been no trouble like that
since. Word gets round; the muggers know what'll happen if they hit
on one of you kids."

Wow! This guy is serious! I like him though; it's like his heart's in
the right place, but I wouldn't want to fuck him about; that wouldn't
be a good idea. The car turns into the driveway of a big old house
and comes to a stop. George leads me inside.

"Got a place on the ground floor," he tells me.

He unlocks the door to his apartment and ushers me in. I look around.
It's really nice; he must have spent a lot of money on it. We head
into the lounge room. George flops down onto the big leather sofa and
motions for me to sit on his lap. With him being so big, it seems
natural somehow; I sit across his lap with an arm around his
shoulder. He puts his hand under my teeshirt and starts gently
stroking my chest.

"Well, Billy," he says quietly, "You're a real cutie! Beautifully
smooth too; I like that!"

I can't think of anything to say. Gradually his fingers move down
until they're touching the waistband of my jeans. He undoes the
button and gently pulls down the zip. I was hard before I sat down;
right now I'm so hard it hurts.

"Sexy little red briefs!" he whispers. "Oh that's great!"

He lifts me up and plops me down next to him.

"Take your shoes and socks off," he tells me.

I do as he asks. He turns me towards him and helps me off with my
teeshirt.

"Okay, stand up!" he says.

I stand in front of him. My jeans are quite baggy; as soon as I let
them go they fall around my ankles.

"Wow!" he breathes. "You're hard already!"

He hooks his fingers into the waistband of my briefs and gently pulls
them down.

"Oh! Beautiful little cock! That is perfect!" he coos.

He leans forward and takes it into his mouth, licking and sucking all
over it. He's really good at this; it feels awesome. Moments later
he's got my balls in his mouth too. Wow! After a couple of minutes he
lets me go and sits me back down on his lap.

"Well, Billy! You are a bit special!" he tells me. "The cutest kid
I've met round here since Rico first came on the scene!"

He turns my head so that our mouths are almost touching. Then I
realise. Fuck! He wants to kiss me! I've never done that; never even
thought about it to be honest, but if that's what he wants I'm not
going to say no. Our lips meet, his tongue pushing its way right into
my mouth, one hand gently massaging my back, the other fondling my
cock. I can't believe it; it feels wicked! George is like a big,
friendly teddy bear! I push my tongue into his mouth. I don't even
have to think about it; it just feels right.

He pulls his mouth away and smiles at me. "Okay if we go to the
bedroom?"

I nod, and follow him as he leads the way. The bed's huge too. He
quickly strips down to his boxers. Wow! Almost naked, he looks even
bigger, and there's not an ounce of fat on him anywhere! He's got
muscles in places that most guys haven't even got places! Fuck! I
feel so small and puny next to him. He takes his boxers off. I'm
expecting him to have an absolute monster, but he hasn't; a bit
bigger than John's, that's all. Alan the Plumber had a much bigger
one and he's only a small guy. Weird!

We get onto the bed. George takes me into his arms, kissing and
cuddling me again. His hands feel so strong but so gentle. It's just
Rico said, I feel totally safe. He positions me kneeling astride his
chest, my cock inches from his face. He licks his lips. Wow! He wants
me to fuck his mouth! I crawl forward a few inches, guide my cock
between his lips and set to work. His hands run up and down the backs
of my legs and over my bum. Oh fuck! This is the best feeling ever! I
hold his head, my fingers pushing through his thick, dark hair,
fucking his face even harder. Suddenly I'm there; my balls churning,
my whole body gripped by the wildest tingling feelings ever. It's
like everything's gone into slow-motion. The sensations in my cock
are unbelievable; the feeling that I'm going to pee stronger than
ever. Then it happens. My cock comes to life in George's mouth and
something squirts out. Not much, but something. It gives me the most
unbelievable feeling of all. Then it hits me. I've done it! I've cum!
My cock's so sensitive I have to pull away, sitting back on his
chest.

"I thought you said you couldn't cum!" George says, grinning at me
"Seems like you just did!"

"Fuck!" I say, still gasping for air. "That was it, my first time!"

"Beautiful!" he whispers. "So will you get me off now?"

"Yeah. What d'you want, a BJ?"

"Oh, you do that, so you?" he says smiling warmly. "Well, that would
be very nice!"

"Only for guys I really like," I tell him.

"Oh, I suppose I'm a bit privileged then!" he says, still grinning
from ear to ear.

"Promise not to cum in my mouth; I don't do that."

"No problem; I'll warn you when I'm going to cum."

I settle down and take it into my mouth. The first time I did this
for John I was as nervous as fuck; right now I'm not worried at all.
I start sucking on it. I can't get all the way down, but far enough,
and the way George is moaning and running his fingers through my hair
tells me I'm doing a pretty good job.

"Ooh Billy! I'm gonna cum!" he gasps,

Somehow my brain's got disconnected from my mouth. My brain's saying,
"Pull off, you dummy!" but I don't. George isn't holding me down or
anything, but I just can't do it. I know what's going to happen but
it's like I've got to keep on sucking. George's cock springs to life,
hitting the roof of my mouth, spunk spurting down my throat. I just
keep gulping and swallowing until I've taken every drop. I let him go
and flop down next to him.

"What was that about?" he asks, eyes sparkling. "I thought you didn't
do that!"

"Dunno. Suddenly I just wanted to do it."

"Fuck!" he whispers. "That was awesome; best blow-job I've ever had,
I reckon! You're a little star! Would you like to come here again?"

"Sure!"

"How's next Tuesday, about eight o'clock?"

"Cool! Meet you outside Blockbusters?"

"Yeah, no problem. I'll be there!"

We climb back into our clothes and George drives me back to town.
He's given me thirty quid, more than I usually get. I guess that's
for sucking him right off. That was weird; I don't even know why I
did it. It was okay though. I wonder if John will give me extra if I
do that for him? I bet he will. So now I've got two regulars; John on
Fridays and George on Tuesdays. This is working out better than I'd
thought.