Date: Mon, 5 Dec 2011 14:04:19 -0800 (PST) From: Macout Mann <macoutmann@yahoo.com> Subject: Teenaged Hustler 11 This story is fiction. Any resemblance to actual places, persons, or events is purely coincidental. This story also contains explicit homosexual activity between teens and adults. If such offends you, or if you are underage, please move on. TEENAGED HUSTLER by Macout Mann Chapter 11 While Si and Jim were discussing Si's growing infatuation with Matt, Matt was beginning to recruit other potential call boys. Matt had known Walter Kruger since first grade. He was not the physical specimen Matt was, but was still a very attractive young man. Brown hair and eyes, regular features, medium height. A little nerdy. He lived with his mother, a registered nurse, and a brother four years younger. Walt, as his friends called him, was the first guy Matt's own age that he'd had sex with. It happened not long after Matt had discovered his dad with Jim, and Jim had introduced him to the joys of male companionship. Walt's mother worked weird hours at the hospital and Matt often stopped by their house after school. One afternoon the two of them were in Walt's room playing some sort of game when Walt suddenly said, "I'm so fucking horny I can't stand it. You ever jack off with another guy?" "Well...no," Matt answered. "Well you've got to be jacking off," Walt continued. "I'll do you, if you'll do me." "Why not?" Matt said. Walt locked the door, pulled his jeans down to his knees, and jerked his stiffening dick a couple of times. He also reached for the buttons on Matt's Levis and quickly pulled them down too. He grabbed Matt's dick and pulled Matt's hand over to his now-hard rod. They began the ritual. They were really getting into it, when Walt panted, "What did ya mean, `Well...no?' You done it before or not?" Matt stopped massaging Walt and slowly replied, "Well, you gotta promise not to tell anybody, but I've done some other shit..." "Like this you mean?" Walt quickly took Matt into his mouth and slid his lips up and down his tool. "Yeah, like that." "Man, I'd never've guessed." Walt continued to demonstrate his cocksucking technique, when the door suddenly was rattled. "Walt?" It was Walt's kid brother. "Go away, Cliff. We're busy!" "I know what you're doing," Cliff sang back. "So what? Go away!" "I wanna watch." "You mind if he watches us?" Walt asked Matt. "I...I guess not, if it's o.k. with you." "If we let you watch, you'll have to do both of us afterward," Walt told his brother. "Might as well. Sooner or later you'll make me do it anyway." So that was the beginning of Matt's relationship with the Kruger boys. He and Walt still got together, but not so often since Matt had been hustling. Walt was a little surprised to see Matt show up on a Saturday afternoon, then. "You by yourself?" Matt asked. "Yeah. Mom's at work and Cliff out with some of his buddies. Haven't seen you for awhile." "Been pretty busy," Matt said as he casually brushed his crotch. "Not too busy to exercise your dick though?" Walt smiled. "That's what I wanted to talk to you about." "Talk or do?" "Talk first." They found seats at the kitchen table. "You know, Walt," Matt began, "for the last couple of years I've been hustling. Down around the Hotel Spangler. Been doing pretty good." "Somehow that don't surprise me." "Well, this summer I got involved with some real rich motherfuckers that want get a kind of boy escort service going. They're willing to pay big bucks for teenaged dick and ass; but they can't afford to go out on the streets to find it, if you know what I mean. So my old man is setting up a corporation to give `em what they want." "Somehow that does surprise me" "It's goanna be a neat deal. Me and my cousin, Jim, are in. But we need more guys, especially guys that the johns won't be embarrassed to be seen in public with. That can be trained to do what's expected of `em. I thought you might be interested." "Why the fuck would I be interested?" "Maybe because you can make seventy five to a hundred bucks just getting your dick sucked. You're letting Cliff and I don't know who else do it for free." Matt explained the whole deal in as much detail as he could. Walt began to warm to the idea. "So how the shit am I goanna get away from Mom to get with these guys?" he asked. "The company is being set up to provide `odd job' services to people who need stuff done for `em, and to give part-time work to young guys who otherwise wouldn't be able to get jobs. Since most people work these days, it makes sense that the `odd jobs' would have to be done at night. My dad could explain all that to your Mom. And if you were lucky enough to get hooked up for an all-nighter, you could say you'd been invited for a sleepover with us or another friend. Once things got rolling I think your mom would just take it in stride." "Well, what about Cliff?" "He's a little young. You gotta be sixteen in this state to work. Anyway, I don't think many of the johns'd be interested in a twelve year old." "But I gotta take care of him when Mom's not here!" "You'll be making enough to hire a sitter for him. Maybe even a horny kid you wouldn't have to pay," Matt chuckled. Walt agreed to think about it. Matt said he'd check back, and then he suggested they head to Walt's room. They slowly undressed each other. Walt's dick seemed to have doubled in size since they'd last been together. "Man, older guys would love that prong," Matt commented. "I have had a growth spurt...along with other spurts," Walt teased. "Taste that fucker!" Matt didn't hesitate. He got on his knees and savored the flavor of Walt's tube and of his precum. He massaged Walt for a couple of minutes, then pulled off and said, "Your turn." Walt returned the favor. As he sucked, his fingers found Matt's chute and penetrated his canal. They exchanged positions several times before finally collapsing on Walt's bed in a passionate sixty-nine. They both released their semen into the other's throat and lay in a tight embrace while their loins rejuvenated. Matt was first to begin the exploration of the other boys anus. Walt said he'd find some Vaseline, and he coated Matt's fingers and Matt's dick with the grease. Matt lubed him good and thrust his re-hardened tool deep into Walt's rear. He took his time reaming Walt's ass, but finally he had to yield to the urge to accelerate his pounding until his dick exploded once again in a frenzy of passion. As his member softened in his buddy's ass, he said, "Now wouldn't it be better if you were paid for that?" "I'm getting paid back right now," Walt said, as he reached for the Vaseline. - - - - - - - - - Feedback is always appreciated. Please respond. Your input can determine how long the story will be. macoutmann@yahoo.com Copyright 2011 by Macout Mann. All rights reserved.