Date: Wed, 11 Jan 2006 12:08:22 -0800 (PST)
From: Aihu Fist <aihufist@yahoo.com>
Subject: part 12 whoring student

My life as a whoring student by Aihu Fist part 12.

The guy threw me on his bed, his gigantic pectorals flexed as if they were
winking at me.

-Hush, boy, hush now, don't be afraid. I will not harm you; I just want to
fuck you a bit. I will take my time.

I had no ears for him; I just looked at his throbbing tool which hung like
an arrow from his loins pointing at me. The slit was like one and a half
centimeter and was crowned with a bubble of precum.

The guy sported a ring beard and now I hesitated whether it was the same
guy from the movie or his brother. He had trimmed his pubic hair too which
was very crispy afro curled.

-You like me? He asked.

Yes. I said, very much.  I lied. But the rules of the house were: always
please the customer.

-Then take my dick in your hands, please, he asked.

Both my hands reached for this long brown lively tube. It weighed so much
in my hands. I needed both my hands to strip the foreskin back.

Ooh yes, he sighed. Go on.

I rubbed his dick faster and the fellow grew strong and confident. The head
was getting purplish brown and raised itself in a bow shape to his navel,
where it bounced slightly against his belly. I moved my right hand to his
buttocks and grabbed one cheek which I started to caress lightly. His butt
was hairy too.

 But the guy removed my hand and brought it between his legs and pushed my
fingers deep in his Negro pussy.

-Keep them there and move your mouth over my cock's head.

He didn't wait for me to move but flung his fingers behind my skull and
directed it towards his stiffened rod.

It was too big for my tiny mouth.

-Come on; open up that trap of yours.

My jaws hurt but I had it coming in as an intruder. He pushed hard and hit
my gullet several times. I was still hard between my own legs. I couldn't
hide it. I though of the crying face of Luc when I sucked the guy and
instead of feeling pity for him, I felt I got aroused by the idea that the
Negro had forced himself upon my lover's arse.

 The muscular Negro had my head pinned on his cock, which was now full
blown and looking like a monster.

-Enough, turn around and get on your knees on the bed.

That's right; spread your cheeks as wide as you can.

God, I love pink rosebuds, only Negro arse are pinkier than white ones.

-Are you ready?

-Yes, sir.

-Ok then, here it comes.

I felt the warmth of the wet gland penetrating into my stretchable love
hole. I bit my lips when he pushed through. I knew I had to endure
twenty-five centimeter all the way up my adolescent love tunnel.

It hurt so much, but I had learned not cry, I was a pro and I took pride in
being one.

-Good now, good white little whore. You are so tight; they told me you were
new in the business. Am I your first one?

-Yes sir, I lied again.

He increased speed and bumped several times against my white soft arse.

 I pushed back every time he moved deeper. The he stopped for a second,
went form y nipples and squeezed them real hard. He continued and pushed
rougher and rougher, I had the impression he was going to shoot through my
mouth.

He squeezed my arsecheeks together to make it tighter for him too move.

Finally he shot; I felt the hot juice swim in me.

He slid out of me and told me to lie on my back with my legs over my
shoulders.

-I will lick you clean, he said.

So he did, he licked my whole body, my boy hole, my armpits, my ears.

-You do the same to me, while I look at your pink rosebud, he whispered.

I really enjoyed this man, he wasn't mean, and for the first time in my
whore life I had fun with someone and came in the customer's mouth. I
squirted seven shot loads in-between his fat ruby lips.

He had paid for many hours and we remained together all that time. He
fucked me five more times; I have no clue where he got his cum and energy
from.

When I came back to my room, Luc had gone. No one explained me where he had
gone.

Days went by; nights were too lonely for me. I consoled myself with the gay
videos with him in it. He never saw a video of mine.

Then one night I heard him moan through the speakers, that was the proof
for me that it was not a recorded sound.

-Help me Alex, Help me Alex, I heard him sigh. Then the sound got muffled
and he moaned like whore pleasing the clients.

-Ooh that's a big one, he whispered, ooh yes I like this cock, he went on,
let me kiss it, sir, he said. I knew the customer didn't know that this was
broadcasted to our rooms and they also didn't know they themselves were
being filmed.

I made me horny, and I pulled at my own cock, putting my fingers in my own
crack. I closed my eyes. I got carried away with myself till the wee hours
of the early morning.

Then there was a hard knock on my door.

-Open up, quickly.

I ran to the door, pulled it open and stood face to face with Abdul. Take
your stuff, fast! We have no time to waste.

-Abdul, how did you find me??

-Later, hurry up.

It was five in the morning, I had no clothes. He wrapped me up in my sheets
and took me out through a back door of the house. Two men were lying down
unconscious on the floor. One was the young guard and the other a fat
bastard who was probably the owner of the brothel.

-And Luc?

-Gone already, with his half brother.

-Where'

-No more questions.

It was dawn and for the first time I saw the house from the outside. A huge
mansion, Art nouveau building. Two Porches parked near the main entrance.

Abdul ran with me to a blinded van.

-He put me down in there.

-Lie down and be quiet and take this.

-What is it?

-Some valium. You need it, you must rest, take it.

I swallowed it all, I couldn't care less, I was freed.

We drove and drove and didn't stop one minute. I fell asleep.

When I woke up, I saw palm trees through the windows.

I knocked on the window from inside which separated me from the driver's
cabin.

Abdul slid the window to the right and asked:

-What? Where are we?

-In Valencia, Spain.

-Spain?

-Yes.

-What are we doing here?

-Holidays, Alex, you and I.

-Where is Luc? I asked again.

-In Germany working in the best brothel of the world.

-Why didn't you take him along with us?

-Listen, Alex, you ask many questions. You better don't get involved.

-But you know I loved him.

-I know, but that's the past, you will meet other little boys. Luc is
growing up and I couldn't have you fuck him or he fuck you anymore.

-Why?

A silence emerged, an eerie silence.  I insisted.

-Ok. Alex, I will tell you. You are right; you are entitled to know this. I
had many debts and I with his half brother delivered most of the boys to
the brothel. The deal was that we could use the boys first. We had to test
you guys to see how far we could go. Luc was a problem child like you, but
he had his own ideas and many a times he tried to flee form the brothel
talking too much to the customers. One of them got very interested and
wanted to take him to Syria. He nearly fucked him everyday. We didn't know
that the Syrian was gay himself and was into S&M. Last check up, we found
out that Luc was seropositive.

-What??

Yes, I know, it was a shock to us too.

The brothel owner refused to pay us for the last fifteen boys we
delivered. So we kidnapped Luc and you.

-You mean you didn't free me?

-No, I am sorry; you will go back as soon as we get the money. And I want
much money for you, because after Luc you are most in demand. You are the
number one in the catalogue.

They don't know where you are and for the time being you will work in a
brothel in Andalusia.

I grabbed the knob of the door and wanted to open.

-In vain Alex, don't be silly. You are my property and I will earn back
every nickel I should get for you. Luc is bird for the cat; he will die in
Germany in the long run. He will only fuck and be fucked by seropositive
gays in Berlin.

Tears were rolling like a cascade over my cheeks. I burst out in hysterical
sobs.

-My loved one, my beloved Luc.You bastard.

Abdul smiled.

-Take these and sleep, otherwise I have to force you to sleep with some
chloroform. You want that?

I took the pills and laid down.

-Good boy, he said and started the engine. My vision got blurred the next
moment I woke up; I was still naked and sweating like a pig. The sheets wet
between my legs.

I saw a sign saying Torremolinos. I never heard about this.

Abdul shoved some meat through the window. Something like donuts. Fried
stuff.

-Churros, eat them, he hissed. Be a good boy, now.

Thereafter again I had pills.

-Take these, they are stronger, called rohypnol, you sleep deeper. By
tomorrow night you have to be fresh as a bird, you hear, sweetie.

I nodded like spoiled child. It couldn't be worse than the brothel in
Belgium, I figured.

I was depressed and apathic due to it.  I only thought of Luc, how we had
gotten separated. My tongue got thick and I couldn't speak anymore.

The day after in the night I had been blindfolded, handcuffed and drugged.

Again, I didn't know how much longer I had been drugged. I woke up in a
cold room with no windows. The wall had only S&M posters of hairy guys
pissing on each other.

I had no toilet but a bedpan. I had one cupboard with a dozen of dildos in
various materials, form glass to latex. The biggest one had a cock on each
side and was like thirty centimeters long. The lowest plank had chains and
hand cuffs. The upper plank had porn magazines and a box full of poppers.

Underneath my bed lay a long transparent tube that ended in a transparent
dildo that was filled with water.

One the wall opposite of me I noticed a cross of black metal with handcuffs
on both arms.

I grew scared. This wasn't exactly a bedroom to feel happy in.

I could hear someone pacing up and down in front of the door.

Then the light went out and the door went open. I couldn't see who stood in
the doorway. But two men stood there in a long robe. A light shone from the
back of them.

-Cierre la puerta, rapido, one of them said.

They moved swiftly over to me and stripped their clothes. The second one,
smallest of both stayed by the door.

The big guy grabbed my dick without saying anything and pushed me down on
my knees.

-Chupe! He said.

I didn't understand.

-Chupe, he barked louder.

I still had no clue.

He slapped me in the face and pulled my head down by squeezing my cheek and
bringing it over his cock. It was cut and smelly.

Now the other man came over and grabbed me form behind. He secured my hips
and pushed his cock inside me. I stood in 45 degrees bend for over sucking
cock while the other pounded my arse.

-Bienvenidos en Torremolinos, the big tall guy burst out in laughter.