Date: Mon, 6 Oct 2014 04:58:17 -0000
From: elyvanity@mail2tor.com
Subject: The Rent Boy Client Part 6

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The Rent Boy Client – 6
by EV

	Tony was still in a state of shock as he walked out of the courtroom. He
found the allegation that Dylan might be mixed up in a triple homicide
hard to believe. He knew the boy was claiming there was some type of
conspiracy against him, and that he didn't trust the police, but Tony had
been defending criminals long enough to know that was a common delusion
among the guilty. He wondered if he was treating Dylan differently
because of the boy's resemblance to his first boyfriend and his own guilt
over what had happened to Robbie.

	At a few minutes, he shook off his doubts and got to work. The boy was
still his client, and he had promised to do all he could to help him. He
pulled out his phone and called Roger Gunderson at New Beginnings. Roger
answered the phone, "New Beginnings, this is Roger, how may I help you?"

	"Roger, it's Tony. I just wanted to let you know that the judge approved
my client's transfer to New Beginnings. Also, there have been a few
developments that I thought you should be aware of before you took the
boy. It seems his fingerprints were found at the scene of a triple
homicide," said Tony.

	"Oh jeez," said Roger in his distinct accent.

	"Personally, I suspect that Dylan was just staying at the location. I do
not believe he is a murderer. But, I would like you to have one of your
staff conduct a psychological evaluation on him. The boy may be paranoid,
or there may be someone out to get him. Hell, it might be both for all I
know. If you don't want to take him, I'll understand," said Tony.

	"Oh no, I'll still take 'em. We both love the hard cases," replied Roger.

	"Thank you Roger. I owe you for this," said Tony.

	"You take care of yourself Tony. I don't want you checking back in," said
Roger.

	"Don't worry. Seeing Dylan is enough to remind me why I quit," said Tony.
The two men said their goodbyes.

	After he was done talking with Roger, Tony called Barbara Jordon at
Social Services. He informed her of the morning's developments; she was
not happy to hear the news. "Tony, it was already going to be hard enough
to place him with the gun charge, but with this news, I don't think I'll
be able to match him with any of our foster families. We have to disclose
all the information we have about any possible criminal history and
pending criminal investigations. He will likely have to go to a group
home once he is out of rehab," said Barbara.

	"What if I found a new foster family for him? I think I might be able to
convince my neighbors to take him in," said Tony. He had already been
kicking around the idea of asking Diana and Rebecca if they would be
willing to take Dylan when he was released from New Beginnings.

	"Well, I would need to interview them, conduct a background check and
home inspection. It would take a bit, but I could fast track it, if they
are willing," answered Barbara.

	"Dylan's going to be at New Beginnings for at least thirty days, and I
can probably get that extended to sixty days if needed. So we have a few
days to dot all the i's and cross all the t's. Let me talk to them this
weekend. If they agree, you can get started on all the red tape on
Monday," said Tony.

	Tony headed back to the office where he had to spend the rest of the day
working on all the other cases that were on his desk. Tony knew it would
be pointless for him to visit with Dylan again while he was still in jail
as the boy would not give him honest answers while he thought the police
were spying on him. It might do more harm than good as Tony was still
angry about getting blindsided in court. He did send Andy over to the
jail to meet with Dylan in order to explain how the transfer process
would work, and let Dylan know that Tony would be visiting him at New
Beginnings on Monday.

***

Two Years Ago – Chicago, Illinois

	After Dylan finished licking and sucking Arnie's cock clean, the man
literally kicked him out of bed, pushing him off the bed with his foot.
"Get your ass out of my bed and back downstairs boy. I'm done with you
for now. If you want to stay beyond Tuesday you better start earning
yourself some money," said Arnie.

	Dylan collected his underwear and left the room. He put his underwear
back on in the hallway then went downstairs to the living room. He
collapsed on the couch next to the rest of his clothes and started
crying. He felt worthless, unwanted, and alone.

	Dylan was just about all cried out when an older teen walked into the
living room. He gave Dylan a sympathetic smile. "Don't worry kid. I'll
help you out. Come here," he said motioning for Dylan to come to him.
Dylan guessed the boy was Danny based on what JT had told him about his
cousin. He was nineteen, about six feet tall, slim build, with shaggy
dyed blond hair and light brown eyes. He was wearing white basketball
shorts and a black sleeveless t-shirt. Dylan got up and walked over to
the older boy. Danny reached out and pulled Dylan in, hugging the boy
tightly. The twelve-year-old boy hugged the older teen.

	Danny guided the boy down the hall and into his room, keeping an arm
around the boy the entire time. He shut the door and locked it behind
them. Danny lay down on the bed, which was a mattress on the floor, then
pulled Dylan down and wrapped the boy back up in a hug. "Shhh, let's take
a nap and worry about your problems after we get some rest," said Danny.

	Dylan nodded and stretched out next to Danny. He was tired as he had not
gotten much sleep the night before while staying with Glen. Danny quickly
feel asleep and eventually Dylan fell asleep as well.

	When Dylan woke up from the afternoon nap, he felt better. He saw that
Danny was already awake and was sitting in the bed texting on his phone.
Dylan thought Danny was cute. After admiring the older boy for a bit, he
looked around the teen's room. The place was a mess. Clothes were strewn
randomly around the floor. Dylan noticed a lot of brightly colored
clothes, including rainbow stripped long socks, black and white stripped
gloves, lots of black t-shirts with neon lettering and designs on them.
There were also a few strange items mixed in, like a belt with a bushy
tail sewn onto it and cat ear headband. There were a few stuffed animals
mixed in and an expensive laptop sitting on a mini-fridge next to the bed
that doubled as a nightstand.

	"You hungry? Thirsty?" asked Danny, finally realizing Dylan was awake.

	"Yes, both," answered Dylan.

	Danny grabbed a bottle of water and a Clif Bar from next to his side of
the bed and handed them to Dylan, "Here, you can have these for now.
We'll go out and get some real dinner later."

	"Thanks," said Dylan. He ate and drank in silence while Danny typed out
more texts. "So, my loser of an uncle says you like having sex with guys.
That true? You gay and not just doing it for money or a place to stay?"
asked Danny without looking up from his phone.

	Dylan blushed and swallowed his mouthful of water. "I don't know, yeah I
guess I enjoy it, but I've never really had sex just to have sex. I
masturbated with a friend once but we didn't touch each other," said
Dylan. He went on to tell Danny about his experiences so far with Brent,
JT, Glen, and Arnie. He finished by telling Danny how Arnie made him suck
his dick even though there was a little bit of shit on it still.

	Danny laughed. "Yeah, Arnie is a fuckwad. There are a lot of assholes out
there like him though. You need to learn to clean yourself out beforehand
so that way your trick's dick will just be covered in cum and lube. I'm
willing to take you under my wing and teach you the business if you want,
but I'm not running a charity, so it will cost you. You wanna learn how
to be a successful young entrepreneur in the big city?" asked Danny.

	Dylan finished the last of the Clif Bar while he gave the offer some
thought. He concluded that he didn't really have many other options. He
did sort of enjoy the sex, especially with Brent and with JT at first.
Danny seemed to be doing pretty well; he had a lot of clothes, a smart
phone, a mini-fridge, and an expensive laptop. Dylan figured he might as
well start making some money instead of just trading sex for a place a
stay and a meal. "Yeah, but what will it cost me, I don't have any
money," answered Dylan, hoping that Danny might want to take it out in
trade.

	Danny reached over and put his arm around Dylan's shoulders, gently
pulling him against his side. "Well, I was figuring during your
'schooling' we would do several jobs together and we would split the
money. You can then pay me back out of your share for any money I loan
you while you are getting started. If you end up seeing any of my clients
by yourself, well, I'd expect you give me a cut, as compensation for
stealing my clients," explained Danny.

	"So you are going to be my pimp," he said Dylan with a laugh.

	Danny smiled. "Well, yeah I guess it will sort of be like that for a
little bit at first. Except I'm not going to hit you and don't expect me
to come bail your ass out of jail if you get busted. Although that
shouldn't be a problem; I've got some connections and can hook you up
with a bit of protection if you don't mind fucking a cop. Also, while I
think you are cute for a young dude, I'm not going to force you to have
sex with me if you don't want to. Of course, we'll probably have sex with
each other a few times as I'm introducing you to some clients," said
Danny. "That all sound okay?"

	Dylan nodded, "Yeah, okay."

	"Cool. You ready to go out and do some shopping to pick up a few
necessities?" asked Danny.

	"Can I take a shower? My ass is kind of dirty from earlier," said Dylan
blushing.

	"Sure. Come on, I'll show you where the bathroom is and loan you a
towel," said Danny. He got up and stripped off his clothes. He grabbed a
couple towels from a stack of clean laundry and tossed a towel to Dylan.
On his way to the door he pulled a shower caddy out of the closet. Danny
unlocked his bedroom door and held it open for Dylan. "You definitely
want to get a room up here if you can. Having unlimited access to the
bathroom and a door that locks are worth it. Don't crash downstairs in
the basement if you can avoid it; the guys down there will rape you and
rob you blind," explained Danny as the two boys made their way down the
hall and into the bathroom.

	The bathroom was fairly typical for an older house. Sink in a vanity with
a medicine cabinet above it, toilet, and a shower over a tub. "What's
that?" asked Dylan as he noticed the shower head had an extra attachment,
a metal hose that led to a narrow six inch long black rubber nozzle at
its head.

	"Ever had an enema?" asked Danny as way of an answer.

	"No," replied Dylan.

	"Well, there's a first time for everything. That's a shower shot. Let's
teach you how to properly clean out your ass and get Arnie's cum out of
there," said Danny as he turned on the shower. Dylan stripped off his
underwear.

	Once the water was warm, Danny directed Dylan to step into the tub and
lean against the wall. He grabbed some lube out of his shower caddy and
applied it to the rubber nozzle of the shower shot. He inserted the
nozzle into Dylan's ass then turned the nob on the valve to send warm
water shooting up into Dylan's ass. After he was done rinsing out Dylan's
ass a couple of times, they both showered, returned to Danny's room, got
dressed, then headed out to go do some shopping.

	Danny showed Dylan around the neighborhood as they headed to the L. They
took the Brown Line to the Red Line down to Boys Town. They visited
several stores, buying Dylan a couple pair of new jeans, a few t-shirts,
and several pairs of underwear and socks. They also picked him up a new
backpack. They visited a cell phone store where the manager came out to
help them. The manager seemed to know Danny and gave Dylan an appraising
look. Over the last couple of days Dylan had learned the signs of when a
guy was checking him out. Danny purchased a pre-paid cellphone for Dylan,
handing cash to the manager without completing any paperwork. On their
way back to the house they stopped and picked up a pizza.

	As they were entering the house, they ran into Richie. The sixteen year
old was on his way out to go see a client. He was not as skinny or as
tall as Danny, having an average build. "This must be the new kid Arnie
was talking about," he said when he ran into Dylan and Danny. Richie had
thin medium length brown hair and soft gray eyes. He was dressed in tight
fitting white jeans and a loose fitting white dress shirt over a
'wife-beater' undershirt.

	"Richie this is Dylan; Dylan Richie," said Danny.

	"Hey," said Dylan.

	"Nice to meet you kid. We should get together and talk sometime, I've got
a few clients that we could do some doubles with," said Richie.

	Danny made an exaggerated frown, "Clients you stole from me."

	"Not my fault I'm cuter and a better fuck," smirked Richie as he headed
out the door.

	"Lies," yelled Danny as he slammed the front door closed.

	Dylan and Danny ate their pizza while watching the television in the
living room. Arnie came down after a little bit. He sat down in his
recliner and demanded the remote control. Danny got up and handed it to
him. "You can have the rest of the pizza if you want," he offered. He
then turned to Dylan and motioned for him to come with him. The two boys
left Arnie in the living room and retreated to Danny's bedroom.

	Danny plugged his laptop into some some portable speakers and started
playing some electronic dance music. He jumped on the bed and motioned
for Dylan to join him. The twelve-year-old boy climbed into bed next to
the older teen. Dylan briefly made eye contact with Danny then blushed
and quickly turned his face away. Danny smiled at the boy's shyness. He
knew that it was a quality that would hold him back in his new
profession, so he decided to get started helping the boy overcome it. He
packed a bowl and handed the pipe to the boy. "Dylan, I made a 'date' for
us tomorrow night with a regular client of mine. He is going to want to
watch us have sex for a bit then he will join in. Is that going to be
okay with you? Are you going to be able to show off, perform for someone
watching you?" asked Danny.

	Dylan thought about it as he took a big hit of pot from the pipe and held
the smoke in as he passed the pipe back. The little stoner nodded his
head as he exhaled. "Yeah, I didn't mention it earlier, but Glen filmed
us while we were having sex. It kind of turned me on thinking about
people watching and getting off because of me," he said with a smile as
he started feeling the effect of the weed.

	"Cool. Will you put on a little show for me now?" asked Danny. The older
boy took a hit and passed the pipe back to Dylan.

	Dylan took another big hit and held it in before answering, "Okay, what
do you want me to do?"

	"Stand in front of the bed and do a little striptease to the music, then
just go from there with what you think is sexy," instructed Danny as he
took the pipe back and finished the bowl.

	Dylan crawled off the bed, making sure Danny got a nice long look at his
butt as he did so. He stood up in front of the bed, facing away from the
older boy and started to sway his hips side to side in time to the music.
When the beat picked up he switched to thrusting his hips back towards
the bed and running his hands up and down his sides. He turned around to
face Danny and saw that the teen was slowly rubbing his cock through his
basketball shorts.

	"Come on you little whore, take it off and show me the goods," said
Danny, attempting to get Dylan used to being treated like a sex toy.
Dylan ran his tongue over his lips as he brought his hands to the bottom
of his shirt. He blew a kiss at Danny then slowly pulled his shirt up and
over his head; he tossed it at Danny when it was off. He ran his hands
over his smooth chest and stomach as he continued to grind his hips to
the music. His shaggy brown hair flopped around in time with the music.

	After a minute of dancing around shirtless, Dylan turned around so his
back was once again towards the bed. He unbuttoned his jeans and slowly
slide them down over his hips. Once his black bikini briefs were exposed,
he bent over at the waist and finished removing his pants. He kicked them
aside and started dancing in just his underwear. He turned back to face
Danny, who was still lying in bed fully clothed, and rubbing his hard
cock through his shorts.

	Dylan was getting turned on by performing for Danny and seeing that he
was making the older boy hard. He ran his right hand down the length of
his torso and slide it underneath the waistband of underwear. He slide
his fingers around the base of his hard little cock and moved his cock
around inside his underwear as he danced. Finally he hooked his thumbs
under the waistband of his underwear and started to slowly pull them
down.

	"Turn around, I want to see your ass as you pull them down," said Danny
from the bed. Dylan smiled and turned around. He arched his back and
pushed his butt out as he slide his briefs down over his pale white butt
checks. Dylan again bent over, showing off his ass to Danny, as he pulled
his underwear all the way.

	Danny moaned appreciatively from the bed. "Damn, you got a cute little
ass. Spread your checks and show me your pucker," ordered Danny. Dylan
reached back and used a hand on each cheek to spread them apart and show
off his hole. It was still slightly inflamed from being abused by Arnie's
thick cock earlier in the day. Dylan felt awkward standing there naked
being looked over by Danny who was still fully clothed.

	"Okay, come over here by the side of the bed," ordered Danny. When Dylan
was standing next to him, he leaned over ran his hand over Dylan's groin.
He gently tugged the few brown pubic hairs at the base of the boy's cock.
"We will need to shave these off tomorrow. The younger you look, the
better the tips you'll get," said Danny. He shifted position so that he
was sitting on the side of the bed with Dylan standing between his legs.
He squirted some lube into his right hand and used it to play with
Dylan's ass. He pressed a finger into the boy as he took the Dylan's cock
into his mouth.

	It was Dylan's turn to moan as Danny fingered his ass while sucking on
his cock. The teen's spent a few minutes swirling his tongue around the
boy's stiff little cut cock as his fingers teased Dylan's hole. Danny was
enjoying the pleasurable sensations that were coursing through his young
body, heightened by the effects of the weed. He let out a little whiny
sigh when Danny pulled his finger out and leaned back.

	Danny quickly stripped off his t-shirt and pulled his shorts and
underwear off. He held his dick by its base and shook it at Dylan, "Suck
me."

	Dylan admired the nineteen year old for a moment. He reminded him a bit
of Brent, just leaner. He also noticed that Danny smooth all over,
including his arm pits and his groin. The teen's shaved crotch made his
dick look even bigger. Danny was uncut and probably about seven inches in
length with a decent thickness to it. Dylan thought Danny's dick looked
'meaty'. He eagerly crawled onto the bed and took it into his mouth.

	For only having given his first blowjob just shy of a week ago, Dylan was
getting pretty good at it. He wrapped his small hand around the base as
he took about half of Danny's cock into his mouth, letting the head slide
into his throat. He bobbed his head up and down on it, making sure to not
scrape it with his teeth.

	"Oh yeah, show me how much of my cock you can take," urged Danny as he
reached down and put his hand on the back of the boy's head and grabbed a
fistful of brown hair. He held the boy's head in place and thrust his
hips up and down on the bed, fucking his cock into the boy's throat.
"Ahhhh," he moaned as he felt the boy gagging on his cock. He faced fuck
Dylan for a few minutes but stopped when he felt himself getting close.

	Danny pulled the boy's head off his dick; the bottom half of Dylan's face
was covered in spit from his choking on Danny's cock. He leaned down and
kissed Dylan, chewing on the boy's lips and tongue. He broke the kiss
then said, "You got a sweet mouth, but I don't want to cum just yet.
Let's smoke another bowl then I'm going to fuck you."

	This time Danny picked up his bong and they used that to reinforce their
high. Between the temperature of the  of the bedroom and the effects of
the weed, Dylan was feeling warm and flushed. His body was on fire inside
and out. When Danny finally set the bong down, Dylan rolled on top of the
older boy and started kiss him, taking the lead this time. As they
kissed, he ground his hips into Danny's crotch until he felt the teen's
cock grow hard. He got his legs underneath him so that he was straddling
Danny then reached back and freed Danny's trapped cock, placing it so it
was standing up in his butt crack.

	"Do you have any poppers?" he asked.

	"Yeah," answered Danny. He reached over to a small jewelry box that was
on the top of the fridge next to the bed. He opened it up and pulled out
a small brown bottle. His dick twitched as he opened it and held it up to
the boy's nose.

	Dylan pressed his left nostril close and took a big hit of the amyl
nitrates then repeated the process with the other one. "Ooohhh," he
moaned as he felt the poppers rushing through him. His asshole suddenly
was on fire with the desire to get penetrated; he needed a cock inside of
him. He lifted his hips up and positioned Danny's meaty cock at the
entrance to his lubed ass and sat down on it. "Ugggghh," he groaned in a
mix of pleasure and pain.

	"Damn your ass is tight," exclaimed Danny as Dylan sat down all the way
on his cock. He took a couple hits off the bottle himself before grabbing
Dylan by the hair again. He pulled Danny's head down and shoved the held
the bottle to the boy's nose.

	Dylan moaned as Danny thrust up with his cock, burying it in his ass.
Danny set the poppers down on the fridge then grabbed Dylan's hips with
both hands. He bounced the small boy up and down on his cock. Dylan let
out little gasps every time Danny's cock slide a little deeper into his
ass.

	Once Dylan's ass had opened up enough to take all of Danny's thick cock,
Danny flipped them over so that Dylan was on his back. He pressed the
boy's thin legs back so that his knees were pressed tight against his
chest then proceeded to pound the boy's ass. Dylan whined in protest at
the pain but Danny did not let up. "You need to be able to take it good
hard fucking without," said Danny, justifying his abuse of the boy's
tight hole.

	Dylan realized the reason he was no longer enjoying the rough fuck was
because the poppers had worn off, so he reached over and picked up the
bottle. He huffed some more and soon found that burning desire to get
fucked returning. He relaxed and let himself ride the waves of pleasure
that started washing over him from big cock pumping into his ass. "Yeah,
fuck me stud, tear my ass up," he panted, encouraging Danny to pound him
harder.

	It only took Danny a couple more minutes of fucking Dylan's ass as hard
as he could before he started to shoot. He slowed his pace and made long
deep thrusts into the boy as he shot his load. While Dylan could not feel
Danny's cum, he certainly could tell that Danny was shooting by his slow
deliberate thrusts and load grunts. He forced his hand in between them
and grabbed his hard dick. He jacked himself off and his own orgasm
started just as Danny finished his.

	Danny rolled off Dylan. He reached over and tussled the boy's hair. "Yep,
you'll do just fine with clients," he said.