Boys For Hire – The Escort
December 23, 2008
Boys for Hire – The Escort
By
Alex Hawk
I paced nervously through my hotel room, waiting for the knock on the door. I was expecting company. Company of a very specific sort. Company of a type I’d never really had before.
A few weeks ago a friend of mine had stumbled onto an escort service that specializes in providing male escorts for female clients. I’d never used such a service before and had zero interest in using one now, but then my friend had explained to me the “special” escorts this particular company provides.
See, it wasn’t a legal company. Well, part of it was, but they also had an illegal side, specializing in providing boys as young as twelve for women. Even after my friend told me about that aspect of the company, I still wasn’t really interested.
Then she started to tell me about how great and wonderful the sex was, and how it was much better than any sex she’d ever had before. She went on about the beauty of the boys and how wonderful it was to “get together” with one. She made it sound so fantastic that almost before I knew it, I was on the phone to the company, giving the special code words and making an appointment. One cashier’s check for five-hundred dollars taken to a drop-spot later and I was set to go.
I paced a little faster now, stopping every once in a while to adjust my clothes or hair. I was beginning to think this was a very bad idea. I mean, I was about to commit two crimes (statutory rape and solicitation of a prostitute). Given my job (I worked with homeless youths), there was no way this was a good idea.
I kept reaching for the phone, trying to make myself call and cancel, but I always stopped before I finished dialing. I knew this was a very bad idea, but I kept thinking about what my friend had told me about the wonderful sex she’d had with the boys she’d hired. That kept me from cancelling.
I don’t want it to sound like I’m some sad, lonely woman. I’m not. I was thirty-one, but I was reasonably good looking and never hurting for male company when I wanted it. Most of the sex I’d had, though, had been pretty dull, and so perhaps doing it with a young boy, and a well-trained young boy at that, would be what I would need.
I looked at the clock. Five more minutes, I thought. Five more minutes and then I’d call and cancel and-
There was a knock at the door.
Swallowing hard, I walked nervously to the door. Peering through the peephole I saw a boy. I couldn’t tell much about his looks due to the distortion caused by the peephole lens, but he looked like he was probably cute. I took a deep breath and opened the door.
“Hi,” he said with a grin. He was young, probably only thirteen or fourteen. Certainly the youngest boy I’d ever planned to fuck.
I never appreciated before just how young a boy that age could look. The fact that he was a prostitute at that age filled me with sympathy, but was also a major turn on. I felt very guilty that I was going to use this young boy for sex, but also, well, really horny.
Looks-wise he was very cute. He had curly brown hair, blue eyes, smooth skin and a thin body. I pictured him naked and nearly came without even touching myself.
“Hi,” I managed to reply.
“Can I come in?” he asked after a moment.
“Oh, yes, sure, come on in.” I stood aside as the boy walked into the room. He had an adorable ass.
“I’m Jeremy,” he said once the door was closed.
“Hi,” I said again. “I’m Julia.”
“That’s a nice name,” he said with a smile. He set down the small backpack he was carrying.
“Thanks.”
“You’re really hot, too,” Jeremy said, smiling again.
“No, I’m not,” I said, blushing in spite of myself.
“Sure you are,” he said. “See what you do to me?” He reached down and took hold of his obviously stiff penis, showing the outline through his tight jeans.
“I see,” I said with a nervous smile of my own.
Jeremy took a step towards me. “Is this your first time with a boy my age?”
“Yeah.”
“Cool.” Standing close now, he kissed me gently on the cheek. “I’ll give you your money’s worth, don’t worry.”
I smiled again. “Ok.”
Jeremy took a couple steps back. Keeping his eyes locked with mine he started to undress. He began by pulling off his t-shirt, showing a smooth, hairless chest. Then he unbuttoned, slowly lowered his jeans and stepped out of them. Now clad only in a small silver necklace and a pair of white boxer briefs, under which I could clearly see the outline of his stiff penis, he moved towards me again.
“You like me?” he asked, placing one of my hands on his bare chest.
“I like you,” I said. Then, “How old are you?”
With a sly grin, he said, “How old do you want me to be?”
I laughed a little. “Your actual age.”
“I just turned fourteen last month.”
“Ah,” I said, a little thrill going through me.
“Yeah.” Jeremy moved my hand off his chest and down to the front of his boxers where he placed it directly over his penis. It felt like there was a hot, steel bar under the fabric. In a somewhat husky voice he said, “You’re gonna get fucked by a fourteen-year-old. You like that idea?”
“Yeah…”
“Good.” Taking both of my hands in his, he moved them back onto his ass. “You’d better get naked, then.”
“Ok.” Feeling embarrassed and shy, I started undressing. I didn’t try to make it anything special. I just took off all my clothes until I stood naked before the boy.
“Oh, really hot!” Jeremy said.
“I am not,” I said, feeling myself blush.
“Yeah, you are! I’d fuck you even if I wasn’t getting paid.”
Feeling flattered despite myself, I said, “You’d better get naked, then.”
Jeremy laughed. “Yeah, I guess I should.” He hooked his fingers in the waistband of his underwear and slowly lowered them down. Now he stood naked before me. His pubic hair was the same light brown color as the hair on his head, but trimmed considerably. His beautiful adolescent penis was only about five inches, but it was very hard and I knew it was going to feel great inside me.
“So you have me for two hours,” Jeremy said, moving close to me. “I can probably cum three times in two hours. Maybe four.”
“Cool,” I whispered.
“Yeah,” he said, reaching down to rub a finger along my clitoris. “I’ll see if I can make you cum that many times, too.”
“Ok.”
“Why don’t you lay down?” he suggested, gesturing to the bed. “I’ll make you feel good.”
“Alright.” I walked over to the bed and lay down, spreading my legs a little. “How many women have you been with?” I asked.
Shrugging, Jeremy said, “A lot. Like probably over two-hundred since I was eleven.”
“Oh.”
I wanted to ask Jeremy a lot more questions and learn more about him. Part of me wanted to see if I could get him out of being a prostitute. Then any questions I might’ve had were pushed to the back of my mind as Jeremy dropped down into a crouch between my legs.
“You’ll like this,” he said to me, and then started using his tongue on me. He began by licking my clitoris and then down onto and into my vagina and then I completely lost track of what he was doing and just laid there on the bed, my mind almost paralyzed with pleasure.
Jeremy worked his tongue on me for about five minutes. It felt great! He was better at it than most men twice his age, and would’ve gotten me off fairly quickly no matter what. But what made me cum was two things: the fact that he was only fourteen and the view I had when I looked down between my legs and saw his young face down there, working away on me. Those two things pushed me over into one of the best orgasms I’d ever had.
By the time I came back to myself, I saw Jeremy standing between my legs, smiling down at me.
“Good, huh?”
“Yeah!” I gasped. “Worth every penny.”
He laughed. “Just wait until you see what’s next.”
“Ok.”
Jeremy walked over to his backpack, giving me a great view of his firm, round ass. He pulled out a small foil square. Opening it up, he pulled out a condom. Keeping his eyes on me, he slowly rolled the condom down the length of his young penis.
“You ready to get fucked by a fourteen-year-old boy?” he asked with a smile.
“Oh, yes.”
“Good.”
Jeremy stood between my legs again. This time he took hold of them, lifting them up and putting them on his shoulders. Then he took one hand and lined himself up. Grinning at me he gave a push with his hips and enthusiastically sank his condom-covered fourteen-year-old penis into my thirty-one-year-old vagina.
“Oh, god,” I moaned as the boy penetrated me.
“Oh… yeah, you’re nice and tight…” Jeremy said with a smile as he started moving inside me.
Normally I kept my eyes closed during intercourse and just concentrated on how good it felt. This time, though, I kept them open and watched Jeremy’s lean, sexy body as he stood between my legs fucking me. God, he was incredible! No wonder my friend decided she liked boys better than men. I could see myself moving that way.
“You like?” he asked as he kept fucking me.
“Oh, yeah…”
“Me, too…” He looked over my naked body. “In fact… you’re so hot… I’m gonna cum soon…”
“Oh, god,” I whispered. The very idea of this boy having an orgasm was enough to push me into my second one, this time with my vagina clenching around his young penis as he laid me.
“Oh… oh, fuck, yeah…” Jeremy moaned. Then he closed his eyes, pushed deep inside me, and started cumming. Watching him do so was every bit as beautiful as I’d imagined it would be.
When he was done cumming, Jeremy stood between my legs, trying to get his breath back. He grinned at me again.
“Good?”
“Oh, fuck, yeah,” I said with a relaxed smile of my own.
“Cool.” He pulled back, his penis slipping out of me. He unrolled the filled condom and tied it into a knot before dropping it into the trash. That done, he got a can of Red Bull out of his backpack, opened it up, took a swig and then laid down on the bed next to me.
A couple minutes of us laying next to each other went by before curiosity finally got the better of me and I said, “Jeremy?”
“Yeah?”
“Not that I’m complaining, cause that was some very good sex, but don’t you think you’re a little… well, young for this?”
He shrugged. “You know, when I was eleven I was homeless and slept in shelters or a box. Then one day I met a recruiter for my company. A week later I’d fucked my first woman- she paid extra for me cause I was a virgin- and I was living indoors, getting regular meals and going to school.”
“Oh.”
“I’m not too young to be selling my body. I am too young to be dying out on the streets.”
“Oh,” I said again. “Well, it’s a beautiful body.”
Jeremy laughed. “Glad you like it. You gonna hire me again sometime?”
“Probably.”
“Good.” He kissed me on the cheek. “I like you. Some of the women I work with can be pretty unpleasant, but you’re nice.”
“Thanks,” I said, even though I knew he was probably just saying things like that in hope of a good tip. Which he was earning.
“You ever want to try something really different, you should see some of the other things the company offers.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah. Like there’s the Reynolds twins. They’re both thirteen. They do each other and do the woman who hires them.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. There’s some women who like seeing boys do each other. I’ve gone out on a few calls like that myself.”
“Oh, so you’ve been with other boys?” I asked, picturing such a thing and getting a little hornier as I did so.
He nodded. “Yeah. It’s not as much fun as it is with a woman, but still cool.”
“Oh.”
“Then there’s some the other services,” he continued, sounding like a pitchman, which I supposed he was.
“Like what?”
“Well, there’s this one woman who every month drops ten thousand dollars to have fifteen of us over for the night at her place. All she ever wants to do is lay on her back and have each of us fuck her, one after the other.”
“Interesting.”
“Then there’s the stud service,” he said.
I blinked. “Stud service?”
“Yeah. Some women love the idea of a young boy getting them pregnant.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah. It’s a thousand dollars per session, but some are willing to pay for that. Oh, and if it takes more than ten sessions, it’s free after that.”
“Oh.” I thought for a moment. “Have you ever done that?”
Jeremy nodded. “Yeah, I’ve got fifteen different women pregnant since I was twelve. Never once more than eight sessions,” he added with pride.
“Wow,” I said, absorbing that.
“Yeah, that’s what I always have to wear condoms when I fuck. The company doesn’t want anyone getting a discount kid out of it.”
I laughed.
“Are you on the Pill?” Jeremy asked me.
“Yeah.”
With a shrug he said, “Well, since you’re on the Pill, I’ll do you bareback if you want. Cum inside you and everything. Just an extra hundred dollars.”
“Sounds like you’re just trying to get some extra cash,” I said with a laugh.
Jeremy laughed, too, and said, “Yeah, well, that plus I’d love to cum in you. You’re real hot, like I said, and even if I can’t get you pregnant, the idea of doing what I’d do to get a woman pregnant, and doing it with you, is really cool.”
I looked down at Jeremy’s stiff, young and currently bare, penis and said, “I guess an extra hundred would be doable.”
“Cool.” He took his underage erection in his hand and wiggled it. “Wanna go for a ride?”
I laughed. “That sounds like a good idea.”
I straddled Jeremy’s waist and took hold of his teenage penis. Lining it up, I slowly lowered my vagina down around it until he was all the way inside me. I knew barebacking with him was not smart, given that he was a prostitute, after all, but it felt better for me and I was sure it felt better for him, too.
“Aw, fuck,” Jeremy said with a giggle. “Wow, that’s nice. You’re so tight.”
“Glad you like it,” I said, riding him slowly. Well, at first slowly. But before long I was moving with real passion, enjoying the sight of the naked boy underneath me. God, he was so damn sexy!
“You keep that up and I’ll probably shoot soon…” Jeremy whispered after a couple minutes.
“Cool… cum in me…”
“Ah… oh… ok, if you… insist… ah!” Jeremy put his hands on my hips and thrust hard up into me. I felt his penis twitching as his sperm released into my vagina. My own orgasm came a few moments later.
Now spent and somewhat tired, I dismounted and fell onto the bed next to my naked boy lover. He gave me a hug.
“That was great!” he said with a grin. “You’re really good at that.”
“Thanks.”
Jeremy continued, “You ever think of going pro? I mean, I know the company could use someone like you. You’re hot and you’re good in bed.”
I felt myself blushing. “Well, even if that were the case, which I don’t think it is, I wouldn’t want to go off with older men. I think I like boys now.” I smiled and ran a hand down Jeremy’s bare chest.
He giggled. “Well, we do have like six women who do nothing but boys.”
“Really?”
He nodded. “Yeah. Sometimes they go out on calls to teenage boys, but mostly what they do is train boys like me. Our virginities get sold, but after that we get sent to one of the women to get trained on how to be really good in bed.”
“Ah.” I thought about that. “Well, whoever trained you did a good job.”
Jeremy giggled again. “Thanks!”
We hugged some more and started touching. Moments later I was laying on my back as Jeremy fucked me again, my hands resting on the firm globes of his teenage ass. After he came that time, we relaxed a little more, then did doggie-style. Finally we fucked one last time while taking a shower together. He went a couple minutes over his two hour limit, but neither of us seemed bothered by that.
When Jeremy finally put on his clothes (after I took a couple nude photos of him with my cell phone), I gave him two hundred dollars. The first hundred was to cover the fee for the barebacking and the second was as a tip, though I felt pretty certain both would remain his.
I also felt very certain I’d hire some more boys as soon as I could afford to.
END
Copyright 2008 by Alex Hawk, all rights reserved.
There may be a sequel to this. I’m not sure yet. Meantime, enjoy!
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