Date: Wed, 11 Nov 2015 18:08:11 -0500
From: A S <asgb42@gmail.com>
Subject: Stripper boy Chapter 1

      "You ready, kid?" My Boss asked.

      "Eugh, Tuesday crowds are the worst though." I pouted. "Too shy to
feel me up and too poor to make it rain."

      "Oh shut up, you know you have a thing for shy guys." We both
laughed.  I pulled back the curtain I was standing behind and saw dozens of
guys from every walk of life reclined in satin chairs. The patrons of this
club where shrouded in darkness so as to help conceal their identities.
Most wore ballroom masks decorated in various personal ways. Some, however,
had no shame and showed their face freely. The chairs they sat in were
centered around several raised islands. Each island had a stainless steel
pole jutting out from it that connected the island to the ceiling. On these
poles were boys. Not men, boys: age anywhere from 12 to 18. The boys wore
whatever they felt best exaggerated their favorite qualities about
themselves. Mostly they wore g-strings or jock straps of various colors.
All the boys had phenomenal asses, which is most of the reason they where
here, but the boys who where well-endowed normally chose to where nothing
at all, or perhaps just a cock-ring, or they had their dicks pulled out of
their underwear to one side or the other. One such boy was a 16 year old
black boy named Demetri, one of my friends and occasional lover, who wore a
cock-ring around his 11" dick and was doing "meat spins" with it. With his
dick rotating in a circle, it caused his long dreadlocks to flop around.
The patrons around him where either leaned forward out of lust, or red
faced and shrunk down out of embarrassment (and also a substantial amount
of lust). I let the curtain drop back to where it was. I turned to my Boss.

      "Anything you want specially done? We don't have one of your business
associates today, do we?" I inquired.

      He took a puff of his cigar and pulled me into his chest. I smelled
his cologne on his 3-piece suit. He was a very handsome man especially for
being 37 years old. Sorry, but I'm not into older guys too much. He rubbed
a hand down my back and over my ass. He slipped a finger into my crack and
started to massage my asshole. I moaned and leaned on to him.

      "No, kid. No business associates. But how would you like to stop by
my office once your shift is over?"

      I rubbed my hand over his crotch, feeling the growing lump that was
there. I mumbled a barely audible 'yes'. He laughed and stopped his massage
to slap my ass.

      "Good! Then get out there, kid." And with that he left. I stood in
the middle of backstage, right behind the seam in the curtain. The usual
club music went soft and in its place rose belly dancing music. I swayed
from side to side, anticipating my moment. The curtains drew aside and the
main stage was lit up with a spotlight with me in the center. The light
bounced off of my silver studded cuffs and choker and the studs on my
belt. The belt had tassels all across it tipped with small silver bells. I
stepped downstage and began dancing. My slim 12 year old body caught the
attention of all the patrons. I was pale but nicely toned: the result of
time spent at the gym. The bells chimed to the bounce of my hips. I moved
my body to the bass, letting all the kind men see my tight little ass and
glimpse my boyhood. I ran my hands all over my body, and when I got to my
ass cheeks I spread them to show everyone my puckered boy hole. Soon
enough, however, the song was over and my shift was too. I bowed to my
adoring, wet-trousered audience and turned, swaying my ass as I walked
backstage.

      Backstage, I noticed Demetri was waiting for me still with his
cock-ring on and his 11" cock standing at full attention.

      "That was a nice show, man!" He laughed, pointing at his dick.

      "Just nice? I must be losing my touch" I said as I walked up to him
and squeezed his penis. It was so beautifully stiff and covered in a coat
of sweat. "Mind if I take care of this for you?"

      "Be my guest!" He almost shouted. So I bent down and got to work. I
started at his balls: hairless, like nearly every other dancer. I sucked
one into my mouth and sucked up all the salty sweat I could find, then did
the same to the other. When I dropped them from my mouth, I nibbled his
sack a little, and the yelp he gave me was so adorable. I slid my tongue
from the base of his shaft to the his piss slit.

      "Want some?" He asked. I nodded at him eagerly and clamped my mouth
around his flared head. He sighed in pleasure as his hot piss sprayed into
my waiting mouth. It was bitter, but I always liked the thought of doing
something as naughty as drinking piss straight from the source. I let the
warm liquid slide down my throat, flicking my tongue over his frenulum the
entire time. The stream slowed, then finally stopped. I started going down
on his dick, slowly at first. Everyone says I'm an expert cock sucker,
which would explain why I barely had any trouble getting all 11" down my
throat. I got into the classic bouncing motion of a blowjob while Demetri
squirmed and moaned. I reached behind Demetri and rubbed a hand over his
ass. He was too caught up in the blowjob to notice, so I crept my finger
deeper into his ass, poking at his hole. His eyes flashed open and he gave
me a look of embarrassed anger.

      I took his cock out of my mouth long enough to smirk and say, "You
know you love it."

      "Shut the hell up." He returned with, turning his face away with even
more embarrassment. I slid my finger in his ass with a bit of trouble, he
never let anyone inside him. Not easily, anyway. That is, except for me. I
proved until I found the small lump that always made him go crazy. I rubbed
and prodded as I sucked harder and I was soon rewarded with Demetri's warm
cum. I savored the flavor as it went down my throat. I got up, 4" boner
poking proudly out from beneath my belt's tassels. Demetri reached for my
prick to help me out, but I pushed his hand away.

      "The Boss wants to see me." I explained.

      Demetri laughed, "Nice! Have fun." He winked and slapped my ass. I
yelped and trotted off towards the elevators. I passed several gawking
patrons on my way. In the elevator, there was a bespectacled man in his
early twenties and slick black hair standing in the back. When I got in,
his face went beat red and I chuckled. When the elevator doors closed, I
pulled a key from my belt and inserted it into the 13th floor button which
promptly lit up. I noticed the button for the 11th floor was lit up a deep
purple. So, this guy was renting a room here. When the door shut, I started
rubbing my backside up and down. I ran my hands down the small of my back,
my bubble butt, the backs of my thighs, and I bent at the waist to rub my
feet, making sure to spread my cheeks for my fellow passenger. I let out a
soft moan and looked up into the reflective metal of the elevator walls to
see the man had his hands covering his crotch and he was furiously trying
not to stare at me. I ran my hands up my legs, over my crotch which made my
dick bounce up and down a bit. I moaned louder. I rubbed my stomach, and
traced my abs up to my small nipples and starting pinching them. I threw my
head back and moaned so loud I might as well have been screaming. I writhed
around, all the while screaming in ecstasy and sneaking peaks at the man in
the corner. Suddenly, the elevator dinged and the door opened. The man
began to leave, but I stopped him. I fished around under my belt and pulled
out a card. It had all of my contact information in case he wanted to
schedule some "alone time" and my name: Cristopher Angel. Not my real name,
of course. The Boss gave me the name 'Angel' when he first saw
me. Apparently, I was the prettiest little boy he had ever seen. The man
looked at the card in bewilderment, then back at me. I rubbed his hand that
was still covering his crotch and winked. He hurried out of the elevator,
practically running away from me as I laughed boyishly. The doors closed
and I was lifted up to The Boss's floor.

      "Hey, kid! Took you long enough!" The Boss was behind his monstrous
wooden desk with a naked boy on all fours on it, ass turned towards The
Boss. The Boss had two fingers thrusting in and out of the small boys ass
hole. The boy, no older than 8, heard what The Boss said and looked up. His
face turned red and he kneeled straight upright, clamping his hands over
his small little package. He started squirming away from The Boss's
invading hand, but The Boss put his free hand around the boys stomach,
holding him still. The boy looked back at The Boss with fear and
embarrassment in his eyes.

      "It's ok, Matt. Look, Chris here is naked too." The Boss said. Not
entirely true, I had my costume on, but close enough. Seeing the small boy
get his hole played with got me turned on enough to have my dick poke out
from the tassels. Matt had looked on the verge of tears, but now seemed to
calm down. He let his hands fall to his sides to reveal a boyish 2", uncut
penis.

      "That's right, buddy, I'm naked just like you! See?" I put a finger
on the tip of my dick and pulled it down. I let go and my dick bounced up
and hit my stomach with a slap and then bobbed up and down. The boy giggled
and did the same.

      "I'm glad you two boys get along. This boy right here, Christopher,
is why I called you here. He's new and needs some training and you're the
best little whore we've got." The boss said, all the while stroking Matt's
small body that was still holding on to a bit of baby fat. I was more than
elated. This boy, with his shaggy brown hair and cute puffy lips was
driving me wild and I made a mental note to explore every part of him. "But
first, I want you to show him some of what we do." The Boss winked, and I
understood the signal. I took off my belly dancing costume and laid it on
The Boss's desk. "You see, Matt, our boys don't only show off their cute
bodies to nice men, they also make the men feel good."

      "How?" Matt asked.

      The Boss pulled his hand out of Matt's asshole and lightly spanked
it. "With this," he then rubbed a finger across Matt's lips, "and this. And
whatever other part you can use to make the men feel good. Chris, can you
show him what I mean?" I could feel my face light up. With how Matt was
kneeling on the desk, his crotch was just below mouth-level. I got close
and blew lightly on Matt's crotch, causing him to giggle and shiver. I
stuck my tongue out and grazed the boys foreskin. I lightly pulled the boys
skin back with my left hand and then licked at his exposed head. With my
right hand, I stuck two fingers in his asshole. The boss had loosened him
up significantly by now, so I was able to stick in a total of four
fingers. Matt was doubled over my head and had his arms wrapped firmly
around me. He was convulsing in fits of pleasure he'd never felt before and
was whispering moans of "oh god" and "please more." My own dick was rock
hard and even leaked a dot of precum, which had never happened before.

      "Real nice, boys! A wonderful spectacle, but who's gonna take care of
this?" The boss asked as lifted his body off his chair just enough to pull
down his pants and underwear. His thick, veiny cock rested up against his
stomach as he lounged in the desk chair.

      "Come on, Matt." I said as I lifted him by the arm pits off of the
desk. "Do to him like I did to you."

      "Um...but...isn't that a bit...dirty?" Matt asked, getting a bit red
in the face again.

      "Maybe, but that's part of the fun." I grinned at him. He laughed
back and walked around the desk and got on his knees in front of The
Boss. The Boss's cock was twice as thick as Matt's wrist and he had trouble
wrapping his hands around it. Matt started to inch his tiny pink tongue
towards the massive member, but stopped when he saw the stream of precum.

      "Ew! What's that?" He asked.

      "Precum, it's what happens before you cum. It's really tasty, try
it." I said, then went to lick some off myself. Matt giggled then followed
my lead. He licked up the underside of The Boss's cock, getting a tongue
full of precum.

      "Yuck!" He said as he pulled away, "it's salty!"

      "Yeah, but it doesn't taste bad, does it?" I asked. He thought for a
second, shrugged, then shook his head 'no'. He went back to licking and got
down on all fours behind him. "Try putting it all in your mouth, like
this." I pulled his dick back between his legs and slipped it into my
mouth. I had plenty of room to spare so I made use of my tongue to give him
as much pleasure as I could. He moaned around The Boss's dick. Well, as
much of it as he could get into his mouth, which wasn't much. It pretty
much just looked like he was suckling The Boss's cock like he was a baby.

      Matt pulled off and pouted, "I can't get it all in! It's just too
big."

      "Hey, buddy, it's ok! You'll get it, trust me. I had the same problem
once, and now I'm an expert cocksucker." He laughed at the profanity. I
picked him up and put him on the boss's desk, face up and legs bent at the
knee. I massaged his small, pale feet. "You have really cute feet." I said.

      "I do?" He asked, raising his head to look.

      "Yeah you do, I could just gobble 'em up!" I pulled his left foot up
to my face and started nibbling on his toes. He giggled, but as my nibbles
turned to sensual licks, he stopped giggling and was breathing heavy.

      "You see, Matt, certain guys like different things. Some men will
like to lick your feet, like this. Others may want to lick your arm pits,
or even lick your butthole." The Boss explained.

      "What?!" Matt gasped, "That's so gross!"

      "Not at all, it feels good, see?" The Boss signaled me by tapping my
shoulder, but I was engrossed in the tiny boy feet and smooth, hairless
calves before me. He cleared his throat and that brought me out of my
daze. I bent down and licked from Matt's taint, around his asshole and then
I poked my tongue into his loosened boyhole. It tasted so...perfect!
Nothing is better than a butthole that has never had a drop of cum or a
single penis inside it. The walls of his insides where so smooth and soft,
and his sphincter was the brightest pink I've ever seen. The Boss put
something in my hand, and I looked to see it was vibrator, as long as a
pencil and as thick as Matt's wrist. A started to slide it in, but about
halfway, Matt winced and started squirming.

      "Ow! Ow ow ow ow what is that?!" He screamed as I pushed it in
further.

      The Boss rubbed his little tummy and cooed, "shh, it's just a toy
that will make you feel good. You like what Chris was doing with his
tongue, right?" Matt nodded. "Well this will feel even better." The Boss
pulled out the remote for the vibrator and turned it to '1.' It started
with a buzz and Matt let out a high-pitched, long moan. The Boss leaned in
close to me and said, "Do you want to taste the boys first orgasm?" I
nearly broke my neck nodding. The Boss laughed, "Then blow him while I blow
my load in your tight little ass." I bent between Matt's legs and started
sucking. I felt the thick head of The Boss's cock start to enter me and I
winced slightly. The Boss handed me the remote control for the vibrator and
I immediately turned it up to '3.' Matt let out a long "ooooooooh gooood!"
And I sped up my sucking. The Boss slid more of his huge cock into my ass
and I fought the urge to touch myself. I wanted Matt to get me off. I felt
The Boss bottom out it my ass as his balls touched mine.

      "Chris! Chris, my penis feels weird!" Matt yelled.

      "It's okay, buddy, that just means you're getting to the best
part. Relax and let it happen." I said, then resumed sucking and turned the
vibrator up to '5,' as high as it would go. I felt Matt's small hands clasp
my hair and his thighs tightened around my head. He moaned loud enough to
wake the dead and I felt his small penis twitch in my mouth and I nearly
came right there. It was only when Matt collapsed on the desk, totally limp
and exhausted, that I noticed that The Boss had pulled out of me.

      He leaned his suited chest against my bare back, caressed my aching
dick and whispered, "How was it?"

      "Sooooo hot!" I moaned. I pulled the vibrator slowly out of Matt's
ass as he whimpered.

      I rubbed my dick around his asshole, but The Boss pulled me
back. "Not yet." He whispered. "Hey Matt, want to see a man cum?"

      "What's that?" Matt asked hazily. He rose, shaking, to sit upright.

      "It's what just happened to you, but when it happens to big boys,
they shoot out what's called 'cum.'" The Boss explained. He sat back down
in his chair and started stroking his massive meat. He gestured for us to
help out so Matt and I got on our knees and got to work. Matt suckled
ferociously on the tip of The Boss's cock. I placed both of The Boss's big
balls in my mouth and swirled my tongue around them. "Use your hand to jerk
me off, Matt, like this." The Boss positioned Matt's hand correctly and
rubbed them up and down on his cock. After a few minutes of our onslaught,
The Boss pushed Matt off of his dick. "Watch closely, Matt, this is what
it's like for a man to cum." The boss jerked hard on his cock and I got
into position. I was kneeling, hands on The Boss's thighs, mouth open and
tongue stuck out. The Boss gave one moan as a warning and shot his thick
white cum right inside my waiting mouth. Some shot out onto my chin, and
after I swallowed (to a disgusted 'EW!' from Matt), I swiped it off of my
chin and offered it to Matt.

      "Try it! It tastes even better than precum!" I said, grinning from
ear to ear.

      "But that's nasty! It came from where he pees!" Matt said.

      "So? So does precum and you liked that."

      "Yeah, well-"

      "Weeeell?" I waved it in front of his face.

      After a significant pause, he sighed, "Fine, I'll try it." He opened
his mouth and I almost came from the sight of a baby faced, 8 year old boy
with his tongue stuck out just waiting for me to reward him with my Boss's
cum. I placed the finger in his mouth and he sucked it clean.

      "Do you like it?" I inquired.

      He thought for a moment, then said, "Yeah! It's stronger than precum,
but better!" We both giggled.

      "Well in that case, do you want to drink Chris's cum?" The Boss
asked. Matt and I both gaped at him.

      "Can I?!" Matt asked. The Boss nodded and Matt dropped to his
knees. He started sucking fervently and I had to brace myself on the desk
to stay upright.

      "Hey Matt, try sticking a couple fingers up his asshole. But first,
let Chris get them slick with his spit." The Boss said. God, I love that
man! My mouth was already open from pleasure so Matt had no trouble
slipping his small fingers right into my mouth. Four of the smoothest,
silkiest fingers I've ever sucked. Matt pulled his fingers out of my mouth
and The Boss turned me around, placed my head by his crotch, leaned over my
back and spread my cheeks wide open for Matt to examine.

      The boy was prodding my hole with his small hands when the door was
kicked open and 5 adults with weird black suits came charging in. They all
had some weird kind of mask on and carried guns and my cock twitched with
excitement with the expectation of a very kinky orgy.

       Instead of revealing their cocks, one of the men started shouting
something about how The Boss can remain silent. That's when The Boss shoved
me and Matt under the desk and pulled his own gun from a drawer in the
desk. I wrapped my body around Matt and held his face to my chest. I
screwed my eyes shut as I heard bang after bang. That's when they tell me I
blacked out.

      End of Chapter 1