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First Published: 04 April 2016

Saturday morning at the flea pit
by Isabella

I chatted to Roy in Freechatnow.com one day, Roy was a sixty something bisexual prostitute in his youth and he wanted me to publish his story on my page after he read a few of my other stories and he trusted me to write a sensitive piece of prose of his youth. For this story I set his age at twelve years old but in reality he was younger. Roy, I do hope that I captured everything and if I got anything wrong please accept my apology and let me know through the email at the foot of the story. Love Isabella

Story Code: M/b, m/b, Incest, Brother/Brother, Prostitution, Oral, Anal, Underage

When did it start I hear you ask, I was twelve years old, my brother Alan was fourteen and my sister, Lynne was sixteen. My mother gave my sister money to look after me and Alan on Saturday mornings, keep us out of the house while she was busy. Lynne would take us to the local flea pit, she paid ten pence each for tickets for me and Alan to watch three hours of films, she never actually came into the cinema herself though she hung around in the coffee bar next door with one of her many boyfriends.

Now to most people's recollection, kid's cinema only ever had kids in the auditorium on a Saturday morning but ours must have been slightly different to most. I remember one man in particular, his name was Brian Robson, he lived locally and was in the cinema when it opened for about the first thirty minutes. Brian spotted me because I was a bit of a loner, I walked into the auditorium with Alan every week but he never wanted me to sit near him or his friends so I usually ended up sitting alone.

One week I sat on my own as usual and Brian suddenly appeared at my side, he offered me a small chocolate bar and struck up a conversation with me, nothing too serious or heavy and after thirty minutes he mentioned that he preferred sitting on the back row, the seat closest to the passageway leading to the toilets. As Brian slipped out of his seat he said, "Well, hope to see you up at the back next week!"

So, that's how it all started, just an innocent chat and a small bar of Dairy Milk, Brian was twenty-eight years old, he worked at the same company that my parents worked for but he didn't seem to spend as much time at work as they did.

The following Saturday, as I walked through the doors into the cinema I saw Brian wave at me, he was sitting exactly where he said he would be sitting. I took the steps two at a time and slipped into the seat next to him. I was given a half share of a Bounty Bar and Brian chatted to me for twenty minutes, at some point during that twenty minutes he put his hand on my knee and rubbed up and down my thigh a few times before handing me four 'Black Jack' chews and leaving the cinema, telling me that he was off to work.

I couldn't wait for Saturday to come around again but now it wasn't just for the three hours of escapism on the big screen, I had a friend who wanted to talk to me and give me chocolate and sweets. I was miles ahead of my brother and running all the way to the auditorium, in my mind I needed to get to my seat next to Brian before anyone else did, before any other boy got my chocolate. The third week Brian smiled when he saw me crash through the double doors; even in the darkened cinema he seemed to know it would be me so far ahead of the pack.

I jumped into the seat at Brian's side, "You want a Kit-kat or a Turkish Delight?"

"Kit-kat please."

I ate my chocolate as Brian chatted to me about what I'd done all week and then the lights went out completely and the cowboy film started. Brian covered his lap with his coat and his right hand started to move up and down under it. He nudged me with his left elbow so that I looked over at him; he was looking up at the screen as if he hadn't just nudged me. I saw Brian's hand moving up and down under his coat and curiosity being what it is I lifted the edge of his coat to see what he was doing.

His trousers were wide open and his underpants pulled right down to below his balls, I could see his hairy abdomen and the ring of thick black hair around his cock, he was masturbating himself slowly. I looked from his cock to his face; he was looking at me with a grin on his face at having caught me peeking under his coat. "Do you do this?"

I nodded my head, "Have you ever seen anyone else doing it before?"

I nodded my head again, "Who?"

"My brother, we share a bedroom, he does it every night."

"Do you ever help him?"

I felt my face colour up, even in the darkened auditorium Brian saw my blush. "Would you like to help me as well?"

I didn't answer but I did drop the edge of his coat and slip my right hand under it and formed a fist around his cock. I did to Brian what my brother made me do for him more often than I cared to remember. "Does your brother make you suck him too?"

I nodded my head slowly and Brian shuddered, he flicked his coat out of the way so I could see his cock in my hand as he erupted, his spunk dribbling down the backs of my fingers, "Don't stop yet!" came toughly through gritted teeth. I kept rubbing as the last shudders ran through Brian's body and ever thicker spunk rolled down the back of my hand.

Brian took a ball of tissues from his pocket and he handed two to me to clean my hand and used the rest to dry his cock off carefully. I was given the bar of Turkish Delight to eat. Before Brian slipped out of his seat he leaned into me and placed his lips against my ear, "Time for work for me unfortunately, see you next week I hope kid," I could have been wrong but Brian might have just kissed my cheek before he moved out of his seat.

I saw Brian bump into another man in the doorway, they exchanged words, I saw the other man look over at me and grin as he slapped Brian on his back and then Brian was gone. I lost sight of the other man momentarily and suddenly he was at my side, slipping into Brian's favourite seat next to me.

"Hi, looks like I've missed Brian, my name's Paul, what's yours?"

"Roy."

"Pleased to meet you Roy, have you been a friend of Brian's for very long?"

"Three weeks."

"Wow, you're a fast worker, only three weeks and you're already best friends!"

Paul took a bag of sweets from his coat pocket and rattled the bag in front of my face; I dipped my hand into the bag and took one, popping the sweet into my mouth without even looking to see what it was. Paul replaced the bag of sweets in his coat pocket and then he turned towards me slightly and dropped his coat to cover both of our laps.

"Do you like to be sucked?"

I was a little shocked at his question but before I could say anything Paul's hand was under his coat and over my trousers opening the front and rubbing my rapidly hardening cock. "I love to be sucked; Brian told me that you suck your older brother's cock for him sometimes!"

My cock was now out of my trousers and Paul was masturbating me gently. He leaned over my lap and pulled his coat out of the way to expose my cock before slipping his mouth over it. He sucked me for five minutes, I'd performed the same task for my brother at his insistence on many occasions but I never made Alan feel the way Paul made me feel for those five minutes.

Paul let my dick fall from his mouth and then he grinned at me, "Did you like that?"

I nodded my head enthusiastically, "Would you like to suck me?"

It crossed my mind that 'like' was probably the wrong adjective but I was willing to suck him if he wanted me to so I nodded my head. Paul looked all around and then he lifted himself out of the seat slightly and wriggled his trousers down to his knees, then he lifted his coat up, I saw his cock for the first time, it was longer and fatter than Brian's cock. I bent over the arm of Paul's seat, wrapped my hand around his cock and opened my mouth wide, as my lips slipped over the head of his cock Paul slipped his coat over my head and I started sucking him off.

Paul started stroking my head under his coat as I worked my hand and mouth on his cock trying hard to get him off, "Does your brother cum in your mouth when you suck him?"

I nodded my head so I didn't have to stop working on his cock, "Do you swallow it?"

I shook my head, "Will you try to swallow mine for me?"

I thought about it for a moment, I eased my mouth off of his cock, "I'll try!"

Paul started massaging my neck and shoulders; I heard another voice, another older man, "Hi Paul, having fun?"

"Morning Gary, this is Roy, one of Brian's younger friends."

I froze at hearing the other man's voice but Paul was holding my head in place with his right hand and he slipped his left hand under his coat and began patting my back between my shoulder blades trying to calm me down and encourage me to start sucking him again. As I started sucking again Paul whispered, "Good boy Roy, take it deeper if you can!"

Both of Paul's hands were busy keeping me calm and encouraging me to suck him deeper into my mouth so when I felt fingers unfastening my belt I assumed that it was Gary, it only took him a few moments to have my trousers and underpants pushed down to my ankles. Gary started to rub my hard little cock with one hand and he prised my bum cheeks apart with the other, I felt the tip of his finger pressing against my bum-hole.

I heard whispers, I twisted my head slightly and saw Paul's face looking down at what Gary was doing to me, I saw Paul mouth the word 'What' in Gary's direction and felt Gary press the tip of his finger harder against my bum, Paul looked like he got the message and nodded his head to show he understood, "Erm Roy, when you and your brother play in bed together, does he ever try to push his cock up your bottom?"

I shook my head, "Oh, that's a pity; it can be a lot more fun than just sucking and being sucked."

Gary pulled his finger away from my bottom and within a second it was back again but this time his finger was cold and wet and he managed to get the tip of his finger inside my bum.

"Are you close yet Paul?"

"Oh, I'm in no hurry, I'm just enjoying the experience of Brian's friend sucking me, why?"

"I've got to get back to work in just over half an hour, you know!"

Paul released the downwards pressure on the back of my head and then pressed his hand against my forehead, lifting my mouth away from his cock, "Roy, Gary's got to go soon but he'd love a little suck from you before he has to get back to work, will you try to get him off and swallow his spunk before he has to go?"

I nodded my head and turned in my seat, Paul patted my hip, "Kneel across the seat Roy."

I was a little worried about doing that because it would have left me exposed, especially with my trousers and underpants around my ankles, "Don't worry, I'll cover you and Gary with my coat and keep a lookout for anyone coming close, just slip your feet out of your trousers first!"

Paul helped me to get my shoes off so I could clear my feet from their denim shackles. Gary had his clock in his hand, it was thinner than either Paul's or Brian's but as long as Paul's cock. I bent over the arm of the chair and used my left hand to masturbate and my right hand to fondle Gary's balls. Gary put both of his hands on the back of my head, trying to get me to take more of his cock into my mouth.

Paul gave me ten minutes of working on Gary's cock before he lifted his coat away from my bottom. He started out by pushing my shirt and jumper up to my neck and began rubbing his hands all over my upper body and then he started rubbing my cock with his right hand. "Gary, have you got that pot of lubricant handy?"

One of Gary's hands slipped off of my head and rummaged in his pocket and he handed something to Paul that Paul placed on my lower back before dipping the middle finger of his left hand into the pot and he began rubbing the thick jelly over the outside off my bum-hole. He eased the tip of his finger in me, it was a little painful for a while but he eventually got all of his finger up inside me and settled into rubbing my cock as he finger fucked my bum.

I had a little climax, shooting my thin, watery semen all over my seat and as I was jerking through my orgasm Paul inserted a second finger into my bum at the side of his middle finger and once he had both fingers all the way up my bum he started twisting his hand in a half circle and trying to spread his fingers to stretch my bum-hole wider.

"How close are you Gary?"

"Close, very close now Paul!"

"It's just that I think he's ready this end if you want to try!"

I felt Gary reach over my back and then felt pressure on the pot of jelly still standing on my lower back. Paul stopped rubbing my cock and tapped my bottom to get my attention, "Roy, Gary would like to try fucking your arse, can he?"

I nodded my head while still sucking Gary's cock, "I'm going to pull my fingers out and as soon as I do, you turn in the seat to face me as quickly as you can."

As soon as I felt Paul starting to pull his fingers out of my bum I let Gary's cock slip from my mouth, I saw his left hand, three fingers were covered in petroleum jelly and as soon as his cock was out of my mouth he began to massage the lubricant into his cock.

Paul took my face in his hands, looked into my eyes and said, "It's going to hurt a little, it always does the first time but it won't hurt for very long!"

Gary lifted my bottom off of my heels and slipped in behind me, the pain was like being kicked hard in the balls but just as Paul had said, it didn't last long. My head was pulled into Paul's lap again and I started sucking his cock and masturbating him with my right hand while Gary fucked into my arse.

Gary took only five minutes to fill my bum with his spunk and then he was gone but he did thank me first and he slipped a fifty pence piece into my left hand. Paul left me sucking his cock for five more minutes and as he kept lookout he rubbed and patted my bottom, then his hand slipped between my bum cheeks and he found a thick ring of jelly around my hole and he began pushing the lubricant into my bum with his fingers, "Was it painful?"

I pulled my mouth off of his cock and looked up into his face, "Only in the beginning."

"Are you sore now?"

I shook my head and was about to go back to my sucking duties but Paul stopped me, "I know that you only agreed to suck my cock but now that Gary's opened your bum, I'd really love to have a go as well."

I thought about it for a moment, the detective film had just started so I had less than thirty minutes left before the lights came back up and my brother would expect to see me heading for the exit. I turned in my seat to offer Paul access to my bum.

"No, not like that, too hard to keep an eye open for danger, stand up and straddle my lap."

Paul rubbed his cockhead around my hole and I braced myself for a little more pain as he pulled me down onto his cock but, even though his cock was fatter than Gary's the pain was over in a flash because Paul was far gentler than Gary. I got to watch fifteen minutes of the final film as Paul fucked my bum for the second time in my life and as he fucked me he rubbed his hands all over my upper body under my shirt.

As he pulled his clock out of my bum and wiped me and his cock with tissues he said, "Brian will be over the moon when I tell him that you can take a cock up your bum, he'll love how tight you are."

I had to pull my trousers and underpants on quickly as the end credits of the film started to run. Paul stopped me running off, he wanted to kiss me on my lips and that was the first thing that I found strange in the whole three hours of kids club cinema. Paul also gave me fifty pence for letting him fuck me. At that time, to a boy of twelve, a whole pound was a fortune and I'd just earned it while having a hell of a lot of fun.

I met Alan at the door but before we reached the street I had an urgent need to use the toilet, Lynne went mad at me because I should have taken care of my toilet needs while the films were running. The next six days were as boring as hell, the only highpoint of the week was when Alan got horny on Wednesday night and I sucked his cock without him having to threaten me and after his orgasm, he handed me a tissue to spit into but I'd already swallowed it all down.

There was a major problem the next Saturday morning, My sister woke up early in the morning and started throwing up, my mother was almost certain that it wasn't because of something she ate the day before but something she'd been up too while she was supposed to be in the cinema on Saturday mornings watching Alan and me.

My mother went a little mental and virtually threw me and Alan out of the house while she tried to deal with Lynne, there was no mention of money for the cinema or that Alan should keep an eye on me so Alan picked up a football from the garden and wandered off to the park to find someone to play football with, I stood in front of the house listening to my mother trying to force the boy's name out of my sister, then I felt in my trousers pocket, I still had eighty pence left from my 'pay' and the cinema ticket would only be ten pence so I just took myself off to the cinema on my own.

I was at least thirty minutes earlier than usual arriving at the cinema, I didn't even know if it would be open or not, fortunately the woman in the ticket booth was busily reading a true romance magazine, I placed my ten pence through the window, "One please!" She didn't even look up from the magazine, she scooped my money up and pressed the button to issue the ticket, which the machine spat out with some force, it reminded me a little of the way my spunk shot out of my cock when I jerked off..

I ran down the passageway leading to the double doors, the house lights were on full power and the cleansers were just leaving as I walked in. Brian was already in his usual seat but there was another man with him, not sitting with him but standing, I recognised the other man, he was the cinema's manager so I stopped in my tracks and took a seat close to the front. Brian was deep into his conversation with the manager so he hadn't spotted me enter, I kept looking back over my shoulder and he suddenly spotted me, "Roy, Roy, come on, it's okay to come up!"

I walked up to the back of the auditorium and sat at Brian's side, Brian kissed me on my lips to welcome me and then he turned back to the manager again, "Well Bill, it's up to you, we've talked about it often enough, Roy's a willing lover, you can fuck him for fifty pence or just sit next to him and he'll happily suck your cock for free."

Brian started to rub his hand over my cock through my trousers as he spoke to the manager. "I'm still worried about it Brian, what if I hurt him? What if he reports me to the police?"

Brian laughed, "Two men fucked him last week and this week he's come forty minutes earlier than usual and all on his own, he's looking forward to being fucked again, look, if you're worried, we can go down to the men's toilets, I'll get Roy ready for you and then while you fuck him I'll keep a look out for you."

Bill gestured with his head towards the toilets and Brian took my hand and pulled me after him. once we reached the toilet Brian opened one of the stall doors, he took his trousers and underpants off and then he stripped me totally naked, "I'm going to try and get in without lubricant Roy, if it hurts you too much I'll stop and use lubricant but it always feels nicer for the man fucking if he can do it without using lubricant, is that okay?"

I nodded my head, I had enjoyed what had happened the week before so much and it seemed to me that one of the big problems after was the mess made by the petroleum jelly, Paul and Gary seemed to have used a whole jar of it up my bum last time. Brian looked at Bill, "The boy and I will stay in the stall, you can unzip your fly, Roy might as well suck your cock while I'm fucking him, you keep an eye on the door, if you see it move just step over to the urinal and I'll close the door and lock it until the coast is clear and we'll carry on."

Brian stepped in closer behind me and bent his knees; he pushed me over so I could suck Bill's cock while he worked on the job of getting his cock up my bum with no lubrication and without hurting me. "God you're fucking tight Roy, I'm going to cum far too quickly at this rate!"

Brian stopped fucking me twice to slow his climax down and the third time he started up again he was fucking me faster and with more force, there were slapping sounds coming from his hips hitting my buttocks. "Right Roy, I'm going for it now, I think you're ready to take Bill now, his cock is longer than mine but he's no fatter so he won't hurt you at all."

Brian started to breathe heavily and he had to keep straightening his legs, lifting me off my toes as he closed in on his orgasm and then suddenly I felt his spunk jetting into me, no dribbles this week, good solid jets of spunk flooding into me. Because I was standing, albeit bent over, I felt far more from Brian's fucking than either Paul or Gary's the week before, more pleasure from the fuck and far more enjoyment from his climaxing up my bum.

As Brian stood locked into my bum while his cock softened and he got his breath back I looked at Bill's cock, I was quite looking forward to feeling his cock up my bum next; his extra length might feel nice, being able to reach further inside me than Brian had.

Brian took his trousers and underpants out of the stall with him and Bill stepped in, Bill didn't take his trousers off, just pushed his trousers and underpants down to his ankles. By the time Bill got hooked up in my bum Brian had washed his cock at one of the sinks and was walking back to us in our stall. I had bent over the way Brian had put me to fuck me but Brian pushed me upright, he kissed my lips and I gasped, the dimension changed totally as I stood upright, Bill's cock felt much fatter all of a sudden. Brian took my cock in his hand and began to rub me, "Your cock feels a little bigger this week Roy, have you been wanking off a lot since last week?"

I smiled as Brian pressed his mouth against mine again, pushing his tongue into my mouth and I had my climax, firing my spunk all over Brian's legs, "Fuck...it's a good job I left my trousers off young Roy, you're supposed to warn us when you're about to shoot off!"

"Fucking hell Brian, I could feel his bum gripping my cock as he climaxed!"

"That's the reason I told you to reach-around when you fuck a man's arse, actually, if you fuck a man or woman's arse, getting them off increases your pleasure tenfold."

Bill erupted in my bum and his knees went weak, pulling his cock out of my bum while he was still shooting which was a disappointment to me, I wanted to feel all of his spunk in my bum but Bill seemed even more disappointed that he was painting the underside of my balls with his jizz instead of filling my bum.

Brian pushed me past Bill and sat me on the toilet, "Sit there until your bum is empty, Paul and Gary will be here soon, you may as well just stop in here, I'll send them through to you, no point in getting dressed, they'll both want you naked."

Brian snapped his fingers at Bill; he was standing at the sink washing his cock just the way that Brian had done earlier, Bill looked over at Brian, a look of total confusion on his face. Brian tutted, "Never let the kid think that his little present is an afterthought or that you begrudge giving it to them!"

Bill got Brian's message and dipped his hand in his pocket, "Sorry kid, I just forgot," he handed me my fifty pence but I would gladly have let him fuck me for free. At my age, money could be a problem, I'd only spent twenty pence of my first pound in a week and I'd already had my brother asking me where I got all of my sweets and my comics from.

As I sat on the toilet with cum running from my bottom totally naked with Brian looking at my body with lust in his eyes I got really turned on and hard all over again causing Brian to smile at me, "God Roy, I wish I could recycle as fast as you, I'd fuck you all over again before Paul or Gary turn up."

Brian told me to just sit there in the nude and wait for Paul or Gary, "Lock the door, they'll know that you're in the first stall and they'll knock the door, just flick the lock lever to open, turn round and grab a hold of the toilet seat and wait for your fifty pence."

I settled in for the wait, cum kept dribbling out of my bum as I sat there. I heard the music from the cowboy film start up faintly through the walls, ten minutes into the film the door was knocked and I did what Brian had told me to do. The man didn't say a word, just pushed what felt like a baseball bat up my bum, I looked over my shoulder, he wasn't a man I knew but he had a monster of a cock and he worked my bum hard before he climaxed in me. My fifty pence was popped on top of the toilet cistern next to my clothes before he pulled out of me, he patted my bum and left, still not a single word spoken.

Paul turned up next, he didn't just fuck me he made love to me, he sucked my cock until I climaxed and then I sucked him until he was close to his climax and he turned me quickly and fucked my bum. "I'd love to stay with you but Brian had to go and someone needs to be out in the auditorium to send the other men back here to you."

"Erm, how many men?"

"Well, Gary for definite but Brian, Gary and I have all been telling our friends that there's a new boy in town all week, could be another three or four men today!"

Paul kissed me passionately before he closed my toilet door and returned to the auditorium. I locked the door and sat down to empty my bum as much as possible before my next fifty pence hook-up.

By the time the film ended I'd earned four pounds and fifty pence, all in coins so, with the money I had left over from the week before I had five pounds and thirty pence in my trouser pocket. I hadn't seen a minute of the films but didn't mind that, I loved every minute of my time in the toilet cubicle, even the time between men visiting me was lovely, sitting there feeling semen dribbling out of my bottom.

I could go on but all you said you were interested in was how I became a male prostitute and now I'm older, men are less interested in paying to play with me so I often give it away to men just for fun but fortunately my boyish good looks make me popular with older women but a woman never wants just sex, they want an evening of dining and dancing with sex at the end of the night and of course my body costs a lot more than fifty pence a fuck, I earn five hundred pounds for all night and I never turn down a sexual request, whatever the customer wants is fine by me.

5,184 Words.

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