Date: Sun, 23 May 2010 13:11:26 +0100
From: david david <davidsshorts@hotmail.com>
Subject: Shameless Lust 3

Shameless Lust 3 by David S Shorts

(I do not know any of the actors or the sexual preferences portrayed in
this story. This story is fictional and should be taken as such. Shameless is
copyright of Channel Four television.)

Next day at school Carl found himself thinking about his new career as a
Manchester rent boy and his uncut cock stiffened up in his black school
pants. At break time he decided he couldn't hide his hard on any longer so
he went off to the toilets next to the history room to have a wank. He
dropped his pants and white CK boxers and brought himself off quickly
watching his spunk disappear down the bog.

On his way out of the toilets he noticed a boy staring at him -- this kid
was a couple of years younger than Carl and was dressed in very tight black
pants. Carl found himself checking out the kids arse before stopping
himself; For fuck sake he thought to himself, I've got to stop doing that,
I'm not fucking gay.

As Carl was walking home from school he got a text from Ian saying "I've
got a job for us tonight. Meet me at Piccadilly at 8pm" and Carl felt his
cock twitch as he thought about earning good money for getting his cock
sucked again. He showered thoroughly when he got home and dressed in his
customary trackies and t shirt before heading into the city centre. Ian was
waiting for him outside Starbucks and rather that walking off towards the
village he sat Carl down in the café. "This is a strange job Carl so I've
got to explain it to you" he said, drawing a confused look from his
brother.

"This punter is a bit...erm...odd" explained Ian, "but we will get paid 100
quid each so it's worth putting up with it. £100 seemed an amazing amount
of money to Carl but he couldn't help being a bit worried about what the
`odd' bit may involve. "He's going to want us to dress up" Ian said "as
schoolboys". "I've just took my school uniform off" said Carl but Ian
assured him that the punter would supply the uniform. "But that's not all"
Ian continued "He's going to want to tan your arse too". "What the fuck are
you on about" asked Carl and Ian explained that this punter liked spanking
young boys arses. "Fuck that, no way" Carl responded but Ian soon convinced
him that it was going to be worth getting your arse slapped a few times for
£100 and they set off for the Northern Quarter where Ian pressed a buzzer
for a penthouse apartment.

After they were buzzed in Ian introduced the punter Mike to Carl and Carl
assessed him. This was an old man, easily 60 years old and he reminded Carl
of his English teacher at school. He didn't relish having sex with this man
and so thought instead about the fact that he would be 100 quid richer in a
short while. "Your uniforms are in the bedroom boys" Mike said and Ian,
clearly having been here before led Carl through to a bedroom with an
amazing view of Manchester city centre. "We could be living somewhere like
this one day" Ian said to Carl but is all seemed a million miles away from
their humble home on the Chatsworth estate.

Two school uniforms were laid out of the bed and Carl wondered how Mike had
known the correct sizes as Ian began to strip. "Come on Carl, get to it, we
haven't got all fuckin night" Ian said and Carl dropped his white trackies
noticing that Ian's cock was already half hard. The uniforms comprised of a
white shirt, grey socks, grey shorts, green school tie and white nylon PE
shorts. Carl felt very strange about this but dutifully got dressed and
when he finally completed the outfit by putting the tie on Ian commented
"You look fit as fuck mate". Carl did look like a handsome little boy in
the old style uniform and Mike almost creamed his jeans as the two boys
marched back into the lounge.

"Go and stand in the corner, you naughty boy" the punter said pointing a
Carl while at the same time pulling Ian over his knee. "Face the wall" he
said to Carl who almost laughed at the bizarre situation that he now found
himself in. He couldn't help turning his head when he heard a slap and saw
Ian bent over Mike's knee with his legs spread and Mike was know slapping
his arse on the school shorts. Ian was silent at first then let out a few
short yelps as Mike continued to roast his ass. Carl seriously thought of
telling them both to fuck off and leaving but he persuaded himself to focus
on the money he would soon have. Ian was sent to the corner and Carl was
called forward and placed over the punters knee. He rubbed Carl's sexy ass
cheeks in the shorts before giving six sharp slaps to each of his
buttocks. It didn't feel too bad and Carl began to realize that he could
cope with this as Mike slapped each cheek six more times before once again
rubbing Carl's ass cheeks and putting a hand underneath his and running his
fingers along Carl's cock causing it to stiffen.

"Strip each other" Mike instructed and the two teens stood in front of each
other and slowly removed each others tie, shirt and then grey shorts. When
they were both lefty only in the white nylon sports shorts Mike made them
kneel on the sofa with their heads down and their hot arses in the air. The
boys asses looked awesome in the white shorts as Mike went from one to the
other applying sharp slaps to the sexy boys. Carl was getting to the limit
of his tolerance as he felt his little schoolboy ass warm up when Mike
peeled down both his and Ian's shorts, exposing their hairless holes. He
was expecting more slaps but instead he felt Mike's tongue licking around
his tight little hole causing his dick to reach maximum hardness in about 5
seconds. Mike moved to Ian's hole and Carl sneaked a look and watched his
brother panting as Mike rimmed him. Ian's cock was pumping out precum as
Mike returned to Carl's hole, this time sinking his cock deeper and deeper
fucking his sphincter with his experienced tongue. Mike told the two boys
to fuck each others mouths and the boys moved on to the floor and started
sucking each other in a 69 position. Mike watched closely as Ian devoured
his brothers cock while Carl took Ian as deep as he could. Carl lasted less
than two minutes before he unloaded 5 squirts of warm boycum into Ian's
mouth and the first blast caused Ian to start cumming too, causing Carl to
gag as he swallowed his brothers spunk.

"The cash is in the bedroom" Mike announced "Get dressed and leave" and
within five minutes the boys were back on the street with £100 in each of
their pockets. "I don't get it" said Carl "He didn't even cum". "Well like
I said he's a strange one but he will be back for more in about two weeks
time -- who cares if he is a freak". Carl had to agree and Ian added
"There are stranger punters than him Carl and you'll get to know them soon
enough. But you have got to be able to get fucked if you want to carry on
earning cash so I am going to break you in, training starts tomorrow".

Carl's arse was already sore from the spanking and he knew that there was
no way he was going to allow anyone to fuck his arse -- but he kept that
to himself for now and headed home with his brother towards Chatsworth.

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