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Rent Boy 1

Written By: Sex Writer - Jan• 20•11
This entry is part 1 of 8 in the series Rent Boy

He took Josh’s glass and his and refilled them, and as he returned to the sofa, to sit next to Josh, he knew that he was about to enter a world he never knew, or bothered to know, and he was scared.

Josh took a long pull of brandy from his glass. He looked over to Darren, sitting next to him, their knees touching. He could feel the apprehension going through Darren’s body, yet he felt the love there too, he could tell that Darren was struggling deeply with this, and maybe, but no, once he told his story he knew it would be time for him to move on, to just go on.

“I don’t know where to start, I mean you know about my wonderful life on the farm, how the step dad thing went, so I guess

there is no need to go there, so where do I start, there is so much and yet really it is all pretty much the same.”

Josh leaned back into the sofa, his head against the back and he closed his eyes. He travelled back in time, to that ride with the truck driver that took him away from one nightmare into another.

The driver sat back up into his side of the truck. He was grinning as he started the truck back up and got it rolling back onto the highway. He didn’t say anything and Josh was glad for that.

He pulled his pants back up, trying to cover himself and yet he felt so dirty. This wasn’t how he thought sex would be. He liked it at the time, when he was shooting his load, and the touch of someone’s hands on his private parts sent a chill up his spine, but now, well now he just felt dirty. He wanted to get out and find a bath and sit in it for hours, to clean himself but he also knew that the dirt wasn’t on him, but in him. Small tears ran down his face as he kept himself pinned up against the passenger side door. Glad for the silence, and yet hating it as it gave his mind time to think, time to condemn him for being a slut.

They had driven for a few hours and Josh could feel the driver’s eyes glancing back to his crotch frequently. He knew that he would have to feel those strong hands on his dick again, and he wasn’t thrilled.

He didn’t know how guys did it, selling their ass. All he could think of was getting out, getting somewhere that had a hot bath so he could try and wipe the feeling away. He didn’t feel so hot shit right now; and yet the idea that someone found him attractive enough to want him, even for a price, was appealing to his young mind.

The truck drove into a shabby looking truck stop. It had a small café and gas bar. The driver opened his door, and as he started to get down, he turned to Josh.

“Well, if you want to go any further, you’ll have to ante up again once we hit the road, otherwise you get off here kid. So, what’s it going to be?”

Josh had no idea where here was, but he knew that he didn’t want those hands around his naked body again. He also didn’t want that mouth to taste his milk anymore. The guy made him feel dirty and at least he was far enough away that he could take some time.

“I’ll get off here, thanks.”

“Suit yourself kid, but if you change your mind, let me know. I’m grabbing some hot food and then heading off. You got time to consider my offer.”

The driver was disappointed. He had hoped he could take this kid all the way. He looked at him, and licking his lips he wondered if he could maybe find another way to do the kid? Well, he’d see after he had some food, maybe he would even just fork out some money for the kid. That might work, but let the kid think on it first, it might still work out, it usually did with these young one’s.

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