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Rent Boy 5

Written By: Sex Writer - Feb• 14•11

Chapter 5

 Josh had a sheepish grin on his face as he gazed affectionately into Billy’s dark eyes. He couldn’t even recall where he was, just that he was with someone who actually cared for him. He could feel the love, actually touch it as it wrapped itself around his thin naked body.

Billy could only hear the gentle slapping sound of the water against the pool’s edge’s. He saw his man, bathed in the golden glow of the afternoon setting sun, and his heart felt nothing but pure joy at the sight. This was something he had never really experienced, for all of his years being on his own. It was something he was never going to let go of, least not willingly.

He reached out, gingerly to touch the hot sweating body in front


of him. The touch was like grabbing hold of a shimmering bolt of lightning, but he held it and together they simply turned to the pool and dove in. The crisp coolness of the water helped to calm their aching hearts and ease the burdens of their souls. For a brief time, nothing existed in the world but the two of them.

Splashing and laughing they swam the pool length and back again, finally clinging to the cement edge near the diving board. Their eyes still deeply locked into the other’s. For them, the world no longer intruded into their thoughts. Billy couldn’t think of anything but of watching his man swim in the crystal clear blue of the water. It was as if, well as if time had stood still. Life involved only himself and Josh. He had a smile on his face that if any of his friends had seen, they would of sworn he was drunk or on some heavy drugs. The white of his teeth seemed to sparkle as he kept his gaze affixed to Josh’s face.

They paddled back and forth, always touching whenever possible. Time had no meaning and all that they cared about was enjoying the carefree time together. Back and forth they swam, walked, floated. It was a memory that each boy was searing into their brains for later, when times would be rough or bad, so that they could have something to conjure up to ease the pain.

The world finally started to intrude onto their thoughts and with the sun setting over the trees of the yard, they both came back down to earth. Billy noticed that they were alone and he got up out of the pool to go and rest in one of the many chaise lounges scattered around the pool. The warmth of the late sun warmed him immediately and he watched Josh swim a few more times around the pool.

He saw the thin pale body knifing through the calm blue of the water, his body almost pure white but a few more days of this and he would have a great tan. Billy lay on a towel, his body almost dried as Josh finally had enough of splashing around on his own and he rose up out of the pool. He saw first the head, the blonde hair matted down towards his shoulder’s, his lanky chest next, almost hairless but you could see the beginnings of chest hair in the deep ‘v’ of the body.

Josh rose up, his muscles tight as he hefted himself up. He brought his legs up, showing a clear view of his groin towards the reclining Billy. As he smiled towards his lover, he couldn’t help but notice the way Billy’s own softened penis was already stirring once again. He never thought he could have too much sex, and it looked like he would put that thought to the test. God, he looked so damn handsome, laying there.

His whole body was dripping as he padded over towards Billy. He shook his head as he walked, sending small showers of spray all over. Josh managed to take in the massive patio and saw chairs but no Gordon. Well, that was okay, he wanted to just sit next to Billy for now, and forget everything else.

He pulled a lounge chair of his own up next to Billy, and reached down to kiss his man. It was so unreal, the way he felt the need to always be close to Billy or to touch him whenever there was an opportunity. Guess that is what they meant by ‘honeymooner’s’ and he certainly was enjoying it. He lay down on the chair, a towel under him but letting the sun warm his body as he closed his eyes. He felt Billy reach over and take his hand and together they lay there, hand in hand, sunning themselves and just being together.

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Rent Boy 4

Written By: Sex Writer - Feb• 07•11

Chapter 4

Josh looked over at Darren, and he could see the fear in his chestnut eyes. Well, he asked for the details, and Billy was a big part of who Josh had become. He took another long pull of the brandy, letting the hot liquid run down his throat, warming him, trying to warm that one cold isolated spot deep in his heart.

He knew it was futile, nothing could ever warm that spot again, could ever bring it back to the land of the living. He tried, and for a long time he tried everything he could, from Rum, Bourbon, to Cocaine and Heroin and everything imagined in between. Nothing ever worked and finally he woke up to that, accepted it, but on nights like this, well he still felt like he had to try.

The sun was starting to beat down on their necks as the pick up entered the outskirts of San Francisco. Josh stirred in his seat, still sullen and angry. It really wasn’t his fault but he just didn’t have the way with words that he wished. Now Billy was ticked at him and unlike earlier battles, this one seemed destined to last for some time yet.

“You gonna talk to me anymore or am I doomed to the silent treatment?”

Josh waited, hoping that the start of a new day and an obvious end to their long journey would make a change. He kept his head lowered, but glanced every few seconds at Billy. The way his hair flowed from the draft of the open window made him itch with desire. His groin was always popping up when he caught Billy unawares.

“You shouldn’t have done it Josh. I told you I would look after it all.”

“Look Billy, it was stupid, okay? But shit, I can’t always let you do it all… I mean it isn’t fair… to you or me, can’t you see that?”

“All I know is I told you no and you went behind my back and did it anyway. Haven’t I managed well enough for us until now? HAVEN’T I?”

“Yes Billy you have… please try to understand. I don’t want to fight with you, I… well… I love you.”

Billy continued with his driving, switching lanes as he listened to Josh’s halting attempt at reconciliation. He knew he was acting rather stubborn about it, but shit he was the provider and well, Josh just wasn’t some casual play thing. He was real, and somehow the thought of him adding to the resources just didn’t sit with him.

“Look Josh, I guess I can sort of understand… but you have to look at my side… ah shit, look Josh, I love you like I have never loved another person for a long, long time. It just isn’t in me to let you do that… call it some stupid macho thing in me or whatever, okay?”

“I know Billy and I do understand… but…”

“Yeah but… look, let’s just drop it for now, okay?

“We’re here and we have to get a place to stay and everything, and well, look… we’ll talk about this after we get a place, I promise… okay?”

“Okay Billy.”

What could he say? Josh thought about it, and knew that it was Billy’s way of putting it off, hoping it would go away. Just like he put off dealing with his cough, until it was almost too late. Well, this time he would let it go, but he wouldn’t drop it. When they did find a place and get settled, he was going to make sure that the subject came up again, no matter what.

It wasn’t that he liked what he did either. He hated it and if it hadn’t been for the thoughts of Billy he most likely wouldn’t have been able to have done it. Strange, how his mind flashed back to Billy when he was doing it. It almost made the experience palatable and it did impress Harry; in fact it impressed him so much that he got a $25 tip. Now that didn’t happen often, no matter what Billy said.

They pulled into an ARCO station and Billy parked in front of the pumps. He looked out at the San Francisco skyline ahead, and his heart skipped a beat. Well, he was back home, to his adopted city and he was happy. Not only had he survived a trip back home, but he was here with a chance to have a real life. Billy looked over to Josh and smiled, and saw the love in Josh’s blue eyes. ‘God he was cute,’ he thought as he started to unbuckle and get out.

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Lanai North

Written By: Sex Writer - Feb• 06•11

Part (0)

So let me tell you a story. My name is Bill, and I am a Floridian (damn I hate that term, makes me think of some chemical that makes you glow in the dark) with a twist. I’ve been around the block once or twice, as they say, which is just a polite way of saying I am no spring chicken. In fact, come Valentine’s Day, I will be sixty six years.

Now, that don’t make me dead, either. I have a damn good sex drive, and I do okay. Like I am only 164 pounds, stand tall at 6 foot 1 and bit inches, and yes, I have all my own teeth, and still have a fair bit of hair on head. Okay, it is grey, but hey, I am nearly sixty six.

I’ve seen lots of things, do a fair bit of travelling, because frankly, Florida is boring at times. That, and I do like to experience new things, new cultures. Yes, that does mean I enjoy all kinds of men, though my tastes are for twinks. Those hot young men, just eighteen or nineteen. Doesn’t mean I won’t hook up with an older guy, in his thirties, just I like twinks.

Hell, down here in Florida, I have a few regular men that I see, who are long past being called Twinks. Though you’d not think so, from a quick look at them. Golden skin, nice firm bodies, but one is nearing forty, the other friend, he’s going to be 33 next month. As for those in their late teens and early twenties, well there have been a few over the years, not many.

My youth was spent like many of my generation, in a place called Viet Nam. Not a pretty time, and after that, well it was the Academic Life for me. And that too, was not an easy task. Back then, single male teachers were suspect. After all, can’t have the precious youth corrupted by some deviant fag, which is what homosexuals were thought of, back then.

Things have changed, so they say, but still, not easy down here in Bush Country. I mean come on this is Florida. Again, one of the main reasons I love to travel, which brings me to my story.

Most of heard of the “Snow Birds” which is a term us Floridians use, to refer to all those pale white Canadians that come flocking down here, at the first sign of snow up in their Country. Well, can you blame them? I mean who wants to spend months in sub zero weather, when you can bask in sunshine with temperatures in the 90’s?

As you can tell, I do tend to natter, but you need to know this stuff, so you’ll appreciate the story I have about Frankie.  Not to leap ahead, but damn is he a cutie. Small in stature, turned just eighteen when I met him, and damn, is he sweet to look at.

But, that’s for a bit later. I mean you have to understand, I like America, but at times, it just frustrates the hell out of me. Another reason I love to travel, which a few years back to me to Victoria, on the west coast of Canada.  No, not in the winter either, but for a few weeks in July.

It impressed me so much, that I now have myself a summer house up there. I guess you’d call me a ‘Snow Bird in Reverse’ or something. Anyhow, that ten day trek up there a few years back, had me getting more twink action, than I had in almost 2 years of being in Florida.

The motel I stayed at, overlooked a park, and had a nice outside patio set up. I enjoy sitting out and smoking one of my cigars, with a glass of wine or maybe even a shot of Bourbon. And let me say, that first night, the scenery that passed that motel, was stunning. 

More than that, they were all so damn friendly. Even the ones who didn’t stop, all seemed to be happy and easy going. One guy passed by, saw me sitting in the deck chair, and just waved. Then there was Andrew, who not just waved, but even muttered a hello. That was the first night, the second night, well, let’s just say that he was very talented, and nicely hung too.

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Rent Boy 3

Written By: Sex Writer - Feb• 02•11

Chapter 3

Slowly he managed to clear his eyes of the haunting vision of Billy’s face. He really did love him, more than anyone would ever know or could ever understand. He looked at Darren and while he did love him, it was different, it wasn’t the carefree free wheeling love that he had shared with Billy, but it was love.

Josh drank most of the brandy in one gulp then raised his glass to get it filled up again. As Darren reached across to get the glass, their hands touched. Josh felt something that he had never felt before, a small tremor of compassion seemed to run through his hand into his body.

While Darren was filling up his glass, he started to speak about how they moved on from their love nest, the old motel.

They had spent another day and night at the motel room, barely leaving it’s warmth and comfort for the outside. Their only foray out was for food and that was done in a rush, so they could spend every possible second together alone in bed.

It was on their last night at the motel that Billy started talking about the road ahead. He was so bashful, the way he would hem and haw before he finally said what was on his mind.

“Josh, are you really sure you want to hang around with someone like me?”

Billy was in a serious mood now. They had just finished loving each other for the umpteenth time; but then again, it really wasn’t that many, it was merely that each time was a continuation of what had started only a few short days ago. Billy wanted Josh to be with him, it was hard for him to even think of being separated, but he had to make sure, he had to know that Josh had no illusions of what a life with him meant. Josh had dreaded this time. He knew it would come up eventually, but why now, when everything was going so perfectly?

He lay on the bed, stretched out and exhausted from their recent meeting of their souls, at least that was how he thought of it. He looked over to Billy, saw the way he avoided eye contact and knew they


couldn’t put this off any longer.

“All I know Billy is that I have never felt so wanted and loved in all my life, and I can’t…”

Billy sat up in the bed and he looked over at Josh. He was studying him, as if seeing him for the first time.

When he had said he loved him, his heart had jumped. Funny how such a little word could make such an impact on a person. The thing was, in his line of work, he heard that all the time, from all sorts, even the ones who were into the kink stuff. They always said that as they paddled his ass or jabbed a cigarette into his balls. Yeah, love, but with Josh, it had a new meaning for him.

Josh waited patiently. He could see some of the unspoken marks on Billy’s body and he expected that he would soon learn more about them, maybe even more than he wanted to. He saw the way Billy’s eyes were, and the way his face was set. It was strange for him, to see the sudden mood swings that came over Billy. One second they could be laughing and joking, the next he could see pure animal hate in those brooding eyes, other times it was fear, real and almost touchable. So, he waited.

“How come you haven’t asked me how I got the money for gas, food and even this hotel Josh? Is it that you don’t care or just not the curious type?”

“I kind of have it figured out.”

“Yeah? and what have you figured out?”

“Do we have to go into this Billy? I mean what difference does it make as long as we have each other and are together.”

“It matters, believe me it does. Now, just what is it that you figure I did to get the money… come on.”

“Well, I guess you did what I did with the truck driver that brought me to the truck stop where we met. You, uh, well, you let the guy, uh suck your dick.”

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