Date: Wed, 29 Jul 2009 07:28:43 -0700
From: Gary Pinto <gmony6@gmail.com>
Subject: Part 1: The World Of Martin Keogh

"THE WORLD OF MARTIN KEOGH
By Max the Cat
(M/b-MM/b)
Comments and Suggestions to gmony6@gmail.com

Part 1: Group Homes Blues!

     They were arguing again! Gus and Ethel were at it once again. They ran
the Group Home and she had caught him and sixteen year old Candy down
stairs in the basement. Candy was giving him a blow job when Ethel went
down to do a load of clothing. Candy was on her way to either doing porn or
having a street corner to herself. She was built and used her body for a
better station in life.
     Marty was in his room, he had pulled the magazine from under his
mattress. It was called Men and Boys in Action. He had found in jammed into
a bush in the park. It depicted Men and boys having sex and it really
turned Marty on. He was two months shy of thirteen and his hormones were in
overdrive. As he leafed through the magazine a boy that resembled him was
facing the camera and it showed a man's penis inside of the boy, the boys'
eyes seemed glazed over, showing him in the deep throws of passion. He
flipped the page and the same boy, sitting on the same cock, his own
boi-cock was spewing his sperm.
     Marty's hand had unbuckled his belt and unzipped his jeans. He had
slipped them below his slim hips and his hand held his own uncut
boi-cock. He was a virgin in the ways of sex, but this magazine was giving
him somewhat of an education.
     Ethel had just thrown something at Gus and the bang against a wall
startled Marty from his sexual stupor. He could hear her as she called Gus
every name in the book. Marty quickly stashed the magazine, zipped up and
decided to get out for a while. He would go to the park and hang out, or
the library, just somewhere quiet.
      He slipped on his zipper sweat shirt; put the hood over his black
hair, only his deep blue eyes and red lips were to be seen. As he headed
down the hallway he had to duck a book that Ethel had thrown at Gus. Her
aim was off and had almost beaned Marty. He shook his head and left the
building "crazy place" he said and he left.
      Down Elm Street he walked. He wasn't that tall, his butt was tight in
the faded Levis and it twitched as he walked. He pushed the hood back down
and ran fingers through his hair. He had been in the system since he was
three. His mom had killed herself with drugs, and his father was a
mystery. His mother was a blond with blue eyes, but he figured he resembled
his dad with the hair color and all.
      He kicked a beer can in his way and turned down Wilber, the park was
on Wilber and he liked the trees and grass. He could lie on the green grass
and look up at the sky. The birds flew over him and they were free to do as
they wished, he wished he could fly away like they did. He would go to
someplace warm, where they had blue water and white beaches.
      He wished he had all the money in the world and he could buy and
island for his very own, he could run down the white sand, no clothes and
feel free to dive into the surf and swim if he wanted or lie under the warm
rays of the sun and have the sun warm his body, that would be so nice, but
here he was, alone!
      He cut into the park and slowly walked through the brush. It was in
the late afternoon and there were some older men on the park benches
talking and eyeing the young girls and some the young boys. He past a few
and a couple looked at the twitch of his ass as he walked by and
smiled. Toward the back was a dense area, heavy with bushed and as he
walked by the glint of a ring or watch caught his eye.
      Marty looked toward the glint and saw three bodies, one totally naked
and the other two with pants around their ankles. He strained to get a good
look. There was Dickie Duke. He was the one with no clothing and was
between two older men. Dickie had one over his backside and he could see a
slick cock going in and out. In the front Dickie was sucking the other's
cock. He chuckled to himself.
     Marty sat down on the bench and looked over his shoulder to watch the
show. This was better than a magazine any day. The three were oblivious to
his presence; they were totally involved in each other and the sex Dickie
was providing. He could here the grunts and groans, and Dickie's
unmistakable moan and high voice "fuck me harder, it feels so good, what a
cock" then back to sucking the cock in front.
      Soon he heard one man moan "I'm cuming you fucking slut, take it
all." Soon the other having his cock sucked mumbled "swallow all my cum,
boy!" and Marty eyed Dickie swallowing all that was shot in his
mouth. Marty was hard as a rock and would have to go into the bathroom and
jack off, but for now the show was good! He sat there quiet as a mouse.
     Soon one man exited, looking side to side and eying Marty, who smiled
and nodded. Then number two left from the other side, he also eyed Marty,
who waved with his forefinger, but number two looked away and walked off
fast. Then out came Dickie Duke buttoning up his shirt. "Hi Dickie" Marty
said with a smile. Dickie almost had a heart attack "what did you see?"
Dickie said almost accusingly.
     Marty was chuckling "I saw it all, Dickie you put on a great show!"
Dickie was sweating now; he was scared Marty would tell the world. "Don't
worry Dickie I won't say a thing, your secret is safe with me, live and let
live I always say."
      Dickie sat down next to Marty "I made a hundred bucks with those
two." He said proud of himself. Dickie also lived in a group home across
town, but they went to the same school. Marty just sat there and let Dickie
talk. He said he had been selling himself since he was nine, men liked
young boys, some the younger the better.
      Marty shrugged "we all have to live" he said to Dickie. "You want a
burger, it's on me?" Dickie offered. "Sure" Marty accepted. He didn't have
any money and a free meal was always needed. They walked to Burger Town.
     "You ever fuck?" Dickie asked Marty said he hadn't. "You like girls or
boys?" Dickie said still asking. "I guess I like boys, girls don't do much
for me, and I look at the guys in magazines. Dickie pulled out a copy of
B.T.W. for the month of June and handed it to Marty. "I would like to get
with this group" Dickie said, they take care of their boys and they boys go
all over the world.
      Marty thumbed through it, it was hot, hooter than hell he thought. In
the middle was a add with a toll free number. "See this; if you want to be
what they call a Pleasure boy make the call. Dickie looked "yea, I'm
tempted too, still I'm not sure." "Well a minute ago you would have flown
their on your own. At least that is the way you talked?"
     "I don't know anyone there, I would be alone?" Dickie made another
excuse. The went in to Burger Town and ordered and Dickie produced that
cash and they took their food to the back area to be alone from any crowd.
     "So you haven't had sex yet?" Dickie said making him seem older and
wiser. "You don't know what your missing, I love cock and I love cum"
Dickie said really putting it on thick. Marty ate his burger and drank his
shake. "I really haven't had a chance, I've never met anyone" he told the
experienced Dickie.
      Dickie smiled "you and I could make a good team, there's big money
out there for boys like us. I've been asked to do a movie and be a nude
model" Dickie really laying it on. "Why don't you, look at the money your
passing up?" Marty said with a jab. "I need a partner, I don't want to go
out there alone." He answered.
      Marty thanked him for the food and drink, "I have to get back to the
home of the living hell" he said. "Well Marty think about it, you and I
could make a good team" Dickie still not giving up. Marty smiled "make the
call and let me know what it's like?" and left the burger place and walked
back by the Park.
      He decided to use the bathroom in the toilet block. He went in the
second to the last cubicle and looked at all of the graffiti on the walls
and door. Phone numbers were jotted all over asking for sex partners
galore. Drawings of men fucking boys, boys sucking men's cocks some very
well done. Marty took off his pants and jockey shorts, now naked below the
waist he sat down and held his uncut cock and slowly skinned back and let
the head feel the air. To his left was a hole in the wall between his
cubicle and the handicap one.
      He began to wank the cock, he leaned back and closed his eyes, he was
the boy in the magazine and men were using him in many obscene ways. The
mind was an awesome tool. "Stick it through the hole and I'll suck it for
you" a voice said. Marty almost had a stroke! He looked over and again a
voice said "stick it through, you love it!"
      Marty slowly stood up. He stopped, but the urge was overwhelming and
he stuck his now hard cock through the hole and a wet mouth began to
initiate him into another world. The world of pleasure! The mouth was warm
and wet, and the pressure upon his boi-cock was wonderful. His balls got
tight against his body; he was almost there and was breathing hard.
      He came fast, he flooded the man's mouth with his boi-honey and the
man, and he figured it was a man. He rolled his tongue over the spewing
cock and swallowing the boy's hot gooey offering. The tongue cleaned it of
all its creamy essence.
      Marty was light headed and held onto the toilet roll holder. "Will
you suck mine now?" the voice asked. Marty quickly came out of his fog
"what?" "Suck my cock, I sucked yours!" Marty wasn't sure, he had loved it
done to his, but was he ready to reciprocate?
      "I want you to come in here with me" the voice asked. Marty grabbed
his pants and underpants, unlocked his door and the other opened. He was
still in some sort of fog. The door locked behind him. An older man,
totally naked and sporting a purple toped cock of some seven inches. He
took Marty in his arms an kissed him full on the lips, his tongue roamed
all over the inside of his mouth and his cock pressed into his tummy. Marty
felt a hand grasp his boi cock and massage it the other hand squeezed his
butt cheek then slip between them and rub over the hole.
      Marty moaned into the man's mouth then a shiver went up his spine as
the probing finger slipped inside of him and found a special place he never
knew existed and rubbed it over and over. His boi-cock sprung to life and
hardened in the man's hand. Marty lurched forward. The man now tonguing his
ear whispered "are you a virgin?" and Marty nodded a "yes" and two fingers
found the mark in his virgin boi-pussy.
      The man decided to forgo a blow job and try to fuck his prize. He
roamed with his tongue over the boys nipples, the two fingers became
three. Marty was putty in his seducers hands. He sat back on the toilet
seat bringing Marty with him "straddle me my love" he whispered to the boy.
      Marty followed the man's instructions; he couldn't help himself and
straddled the man. The man let saliva run over the head of his purple
headed cock and slowly guided Marty to the spike "sit on it" he said in a
low sweet voice and he held it as Marty felt it placed on the mark, a hand
pushed down on his shoulder and he felt the cock push past the tight virgin
ring.
      The boy's head lay on the shoulder and the cock slowly entered his
boi-pussy until he felt the pubic hair on his ball sac "You mine, your all
mine now" the man whispered into Marty's ear and bounced the boy up and
down on the hard cock. He felt the cock roll over his sweet spot and the
man was sucking on his right nipple. It sent electric shocks down to the
tip of his boi-cock.
      His seducer pushed him up and down on his hard turgid throbber,
Marty's boi-cock was again hard and rubbed the man's hairy belly, his
boi-cock was again tingling. He was panting and he was squirming on the
impeller, He was now wondering why he had waited, this was wonderful, he
loved fucking.
      The cock was a little uncomfortable as his boi-cunt had been
stretched, but it was worth it all the hot cock inside of him was expanding
along with the head of his own. The man was breathing hard and said "I'm
cuming, I will breed you good and Marty felt the cock shoot off like a
machine gun in his colon and filling him with the hot sperm.
      His boi-cock opened up and shot a second load of sperm on the man's
belly "I love this, I love your cock in me, and I wish it would stay
forever" Marty moaned to the man, the man continued to cum and suck the
nipple. Finally the man's cock began to lose girth and the cumy build up
flowed out of his now reamed hole.
     They cleaned up. I only thought you were going to suck me off, but
this was wonderful. He still stood naked and the man kissed him deeply once
again. Marty shivered and watched his fucker dress and leave him standing
there. He dressed and slowly walked out, he looked at the dark and starry
sky "I want to fuck forever" he said to himself. He walked home, he felt
different!
     He opened the door and heard them still at it "I want that little cunt
out of this house at once, you hear me" Ethel was still yelling. Candy
bumped into him, she had a bag packed and was hurrying out the door "that
bitch is crazy" she said as she left. Marty said "bye Candy and followed
her and closed the door and went to his room.
     In his room he took off his clothes and stood on his chair and opened
his butt to the mirror. "I'm still ok he said, he thought he would have a
hole that you could put a fist into. He dressed and lay on his bed and
thought of what happened, he fell asleep with a smile on his face.
     He dreamed he was lying on the beach and his legs were wide and he was
being fucked by a beautiful blond lifeguard, he hooked his ankles around
the man's waist and taking the dream cock to the max. He woke up in a sweat
and took off all his clothes and got under the covers, he was hard as a
rock once again and fell back to sleep his hand holding it tightly.
      In the morning he showered, put on running shorts and a tank top and
strode back to the park. He wasn't sure why, but he looked around for
Dickie. He found him back at the bench in front of where Marty saw him and
the two men.
      "Hey, Dickie what's up? The boy smiled "I got the balls and called
B.T.W. and a recruiter is coming here to meet me in twenty minutes, want to
wait around with me?' Marty shrugged, might as well. "They kicked out Candy
last night, Ethel caught Gus in the basement with her and all hell broke
lose, it never ceases there!" "Same at my place, except Rocky chases all
the boys, he got me first, but then I got older and he didn't like older
boys" Dickie said.
       "How old are you Dickie?" Marty asked. "I'll be thirteen next week,
and you?" he also asked. "I'll hit the big one-three in two months, but no
one will notice or care." He said. They looked up and saw a man in shorts
and a powder blue tee shirt. As he got closer they saw a logo over the left
breast B.T.W. Inc. "Here he is!" Dickie said.
        He smiled at the boys "which one of you is Richard Duke?" Dickie
raised his hand "people call me Dickie!" The man stuck out his hand "I'm
Garth, Garth Roberts. "Who are you, son? He asked Marty. "I'm Marty, Martin
Keogh he said. Garth shook his hand.
       "Well Dickie you called us, what can I do for you? Dickie pulled the
magazine from his back pack. "How does one join up? He said a little
wary. "Do you think you can be a Pleasure boy and please our Patrons in
they way the want to be pleased?"
        "I can do it for them, I fuck and suck, but out here it really
isn't safe and your ad says I can go to a place that I will be taken care
of, have a savings and really have some kind of a future? Dickie
asked. "That we do Dickie. "How about you Marty? The boy was on the spot "I
live in a group home also, but mine really isn't that bad, by the way are
those really warm places the boys go to?"
        Garth explained that B.T.W. provides boys for the pleasure of their
male clients. The places are vacation places and most are in very warm
climates. "If you two would like to come with me for the afternoon I'll
show you a travel log that shows our places, we also have cruise liners
filled with Pleasure boys?' They agreed to go along as long as they could
leave if they didn't like it. Garth laughed "we don't take prisoners, this
is all voluntary."

Part 2: The Preview!

Thanks to Cutterman, Davey XXXXXX, Felix XXXXXXX and the artists that give
me my inspiration.

Look for Part 5 of the Coming of Davey; Part 5 of Country Boy Toy and Part
5 of Tommy the Tart!