Date: Mon, 9 Jan 2006 19:03:45 -0800 (PST)
From: Aihu Fist <aihufist@yahoo.com>
Subject: Whoring Student Life 11

It was unreal, I couldn't believe I was reunited with my beloved one, we
were both captives, kidnapped against our will and working for the sex
industry. They didn't keep their promises though. We were not permantly
together. Sometimes, in the midst of the night we were abruptly woken up,
they would give us no time to get dressed.

-Customer time, the disguised youngman roared, while he pulled our
bedsheets in one movement from our bodies. We lay together often
intertwined like snakes.

Sometimes they needed us both, most of the time they wanted me or him
alone.

I had gotten used to being with him and I couldn't endure being shut out
when they came for Luc.

To make us horny they would put on a cd with noise of boys being raped. The
moans were going through my spine, but I actually could never prove that it
was a cd that burst through the speakers, it could have been the real
thing.

I also had to wear my hood when a customer desired not to be seen. I saw
all kinds of weird gear I had to put on. At times I wore latex tight red
shorts with a zipper glued to the back of my arse, other times I had my
dick pulled down with weights and they stretched my bollocks with a kind of
tight cylinder between my cock and my ballsac. I had buttplugs but also
mouthplugs that vibrated all the way to my gullet.

A few times I or my dear one came back crying to our room as we had been
used for the whole day. We wer much in demand but our butts could only take
that much and we had buttholes not pussies. It is true that our arses had
adapted to many sizes of dicks in the long run, but we had no clue how long
we had been penned up here.

-Get up Itty, we got an important customer here for you. He only wants you!
My dear one looked frightened at me, scared to be separated once more.

-On the double, get your butt over here, now!

It was three am. and I had been woken up out of a horrible dream. I had
dreamt my mum had died and I had tears, which I had shed in my dream,
running down my cheeks,.

-Hey what are you crying for?

He grabbed me by my arm and said: I will ask him to wait until youget over
your grief, god knows what you are grieving about.

- We don't want crying boys in here, we may lose our dear clients!

The moaning sounds seeped through the speakers and invaded our privacy, my
lover was rubbing his eyes.

-Good luck, he whispered.

-Thanks, Luc. I retorted.

I was brutally pushed in my back and got a few slaps on my buttcheeks.

-Move over here, this way.

I walked into a room I had never been before.

-Sit down and stop sobbing.

The light went out and bundle of light shone on a movie screen.

I had never seen a movie on a screen this big inside the house.

Golden boys presents, it said.

Those days, no DVDs or Cds of course, just plain VHS movies.

The filmmaker zoomed in on black arse, I could see all the pores of it. All
shiny and fleshy like that of a healthy man. The butt moved slowly into a
wiggle, the camera descended all the way down below his nutsac, and they
wer huge and hairy. Everything was so detailed, al the ridges on the sac
looked like jungle roads on a mountain of chocolate. Then in slow motion,
the guy spread his legs. The camera descended some more; the background was
all blurred, but hen it zoomed in on that and gradually I could make out
another naked figure.

They wouldn film his head, just a naked boy's body shot from the back. The
boy had his hands parting his buttcheeks. The camera zoomed in and I saw a
hairless tight little rosebud, prelubed.

I couldn't help my cock getting up and hard, it pulled and swung with every
tinge of lust I felt surging from way down my groin. I looked around, the
youngman was standing against the door, so I couldn't run away. I looked
back at the screen, the picture was now real hot: a white butt round like
an apple got all my attention. The camera zoomed out again and showed a
negro man in all his regalia with a cock that stood way ten centimeters
highere than his bellybutton.

He had worked out a lot and one could tell he was a professional
bodybuilder. He certainly had worked out a lot on his oversized cock. Then
we saw his face, he grinned from ear to ear. The camera moved to his feet,
he was totally naked and so was the boy. The next shot was him moving over
to the kid and grab the boy's arse with so much fervor and lust it looked
like he was starved. Those days no condoms. His finger went into the taut
white butt, the camera filmed even closer and when he spat we saw the
saliva dripping in close up from his tongue in slow motion into the boy's
anus.It made me wanna come. As I thought of jerking off, the young guard
moved over to my side ans hissed: no no. He put my wrists tight on the
chairs's arms and clicked them into handcuffs mounted on the arms.

-Only the client will do this.

-But...

-No buts, Itty, you know that, you are not a newcomer.

-But I have never been here.

-I know, shut up and look.

As I turned my face back to the screen, I saw the huge cock grinding into
that tiny arse, he nearly got into it halfway, the butt cringed and
twitched. But the guy didn't let off him.

The camera made a move circlewise and zoomed in on the boy's face.

I froze immediately.

I recognized Luc's tormented features.  I was in shock and in awe at the
same time. The movie stopped abruptly and the lights went on.

-Showtime is over, the client is waiting.

I had a hard-on and that was exactly what the client expected to see.

My surprise was all the bigger when the door swung open and I ran into the
arms of a naked black man who pulled me off the floor and carried me like a
bride to the bedroom that he had booked.

-Enjoy the ride, the young guard whispered to him before he closed the door
behind him.


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