Perverts 'R' Us

Big Boy Games Epilog

By Christopher ( M/t, t/t, oral, anal, nc )

It has been about 8 years since I last saw or heard from Casey. I figured that maybe his dad knew what happened, or it could have been the fact that I came out of the closet and that just did not let Scott feel comfortable, oh well. I graduated from college about a year after Casey and I had spent the night and moved down south to Kansas City to find work. I was able to find more gay guys down there and felt comfortable. I did not chase after little boys anymore, but it did not hurt to look at them in locker rooms either. I had deleted all my pics from the Internet and just concentrated on finding guys more my age.

Then came a phone call I was not expecting. The number showed that it was in my area code, but I did not know the number. After picking it up I heard a young man's voice.

"Uncle Chris?" the voice said.

From the title, I knew it could have only been Casey. "Yea, is this Casey?" I said wondering what the hell this was about.

"Can I come over and see you? I am in town." The question was to the point.

After talking over the phone I found out that his parents were not with him. He had drove up here by himself and needed a place to crash also he had something really important he had to talk to me about. I agreed and told him to stay where he was and I would pick him up.

After getting to the mall I saw that he was just as cute as ever. He was about 17 now but looked 16 standing about 5'4" about 130 lbs nice swimmer's build wearing a Tommy Hilfinger Shirt and pants. Once he saw me he ran over and gave me a hug in open public.

"I am so glad to see you!" he exclaimed.

From the tone of his voice and his designer clothes I figured that he was not the straightest arrow. "I missed you too," I said as we started to walk back to my car. "How bout you follow me home" I said as we stopped by a red Ford Probe and he got in.

During the drive I was wondering what this kid wanted with me. There would be no doubt that he is gay and he knew I was gay. I was starting to think his parents must have kicked him out when up the drive with his car was right behind me.

"So you bring much?" I said as I saw him take one suitcase out.

"No, this is it."

I showed him upstairs and fixed him supper. He came back down the stairs looking exhausted.

"Not to be rude Casey, but what are you doing here?" I said.

"Well my parents kicked me out two nights ago."

"Are you gay?" I said, not waiting for an answer I followed up "Is that why?"

He nodded and started to eat the Hamburger Helper I just threw together. After eating two helpings we started to talk more openly.

"Can I ask you a question Chris?" he said sitting on the sofa across from me.

Knowing where this is leading I figured I better answer truthfully everything. I had a feeling I owed him that since what I had done to him must have destroyed his life already.

"What was your sexual history like? I mean I ask because of what you did to me and I heard in one of my high school classes that if you sexually abused someone you must have been sexually abused too." The question was to the point and he was looking at me waiting for an answer.

"Well" I stalled trying to think of something to say. The sad fact was I did molest him; my reason was for my own pleasure but there was more and it was not revenge. "First, I want to say that I am sorry if I hurt you Casey."

He interrupted me. "No, I don't want you to be sorry. I wanted what you did to me. It was the best thing that did happen to me. I just wanted to know if you did it out of love for me."

I thought about it and nodded. "I have always loved you and what I did was not for anything less."

He sat back looking pleased with the answer.

"Casey?" I said wanting to clear the air. "I think it is time I tell you what your dad did to me."

For the next hour I told him the story from when I was 5 to the visit to the farmhouse. I told him everything that had happen to me from the guy in the locker room to watching my babysitter get fucked. He just sat there just in a state of shock. I mean it is not everyday that you find out your dad was a pedophile.

"Chris, did you have sex with me to get even with my dad?" his question was valid.

"No. I mean when I was about to fuck you I had rage come over me, but then after that I just felt love, that's when I curled up with you."

"I did not really like the first time you fucked me that night, but I could not really feel anything. The second time after you came to bed I felt you all the way. I even started to like it more, but I really loved having you hold me when you came inside me." He said staring out the window.

I went over to him and hugged him.

"So what brings you here, what happened at home?" I said thinking he needed a shoulder.

He started to tell me his history. It turns out that once him and his family got settled in Salt Lake City things started to go down hill with his dad. His dad never really paid much attention to him and for the next year he would just try to fit in. He had to go to church 3 times a week and was not allowed to do much. He than told me that when he turned twelve he started to think more about what we had done. He told me that he wanted to call me so badly but his dad kept telling him that I was no-longer part of the family.

When he had turned 13 he had a best friend, John. One of the best-looking guys in his middle school. After skipping school one day him and John came upon a porno magazine in the trash can. After looking at it Casey told me that he hit on his best friend. After going over to his John's house is when sucked his first cock and drank John's cum. He loved it, but his friend would not return the favor. For the next 6 months he would suck off John wanting to be with him more and more.

One day when he was 14 he went over to John's house to service him. His friend sat at the end of the bed and had Casey remove take off his pants. Casey then started to go down on him and sucked him clean. After John was done the closet door opened wide and 2 older boys stepped out one with a digital camera. It turns out that his "best friend" started to blackmail him and also the 2 other boys wanted too also, in exchange for their silence he became their bitch. He told me that it was just blowjobs at first, but when they got drunk one night they all fucked him. He told me that he hated it at first, but soon realized that he could learn to enjoy it.

When he went into High school his "friends" started to leave him alone. He thinks it was because most had girlfriends or were just being taught in the Mormon Church that they would go to hell. Whatever the cause it made Casey miss cock. He found it nearly impossible to get cock from any of the high school kids, but then one day though he overheard two seniors talking about a park that fags go too that was not that far from his house. Casey figured this would be the best place to get what he wanted.

At about 9 pm he rode his bike down to a park after sneaking out of his house. Casey got off his bike and just walked the trail. He heard sounds coming from the bushes, scared he kept walking when a guy came out of the bushes and stopped him.

"Kind of late to be out" he said

The guy looking about 30ish started the small talk and walked Casey over to his car. Casey kind of scared stopped first but then the guy opened the passenger door. Dropping his bike by the lamppost Casey got in and the guy started to talk to him more about what guys do in the park. He put his hand on Casey's thigh and told him that they need to go somewhere else. The car drove out of the park to the other side of town.

Once in a dark alley the man started to fondle Casey. Casey tried to stop him but the guy pinned him down and started to suck him off. After about a minute Casey stopped fighting and allowed the guy do what he wanted. The guy made him suck him off and when Casey drank all the cum the guy drove him back to the park dropping him off in front of the drive. Before he got out the guy gave Casey a new $100 bill. "Thanks kid" he told him as he drove off.

Casey realized that this was great, and for the next 2 years he would sell his body. He told me that all the guys really wanted him and he even started to see a lot of the married guys from his Church just happen to be at the park after 9. After it was all said and done he had made over $1500 a week.

"Wow, how much did you charge," I asked as he was still leaning on me.

"If they guy wanted to blow me $50, if I had to blow him $100, if they wanted to fuck me $500 if they wanted to fuck me raw $1000"

Surprised, I asked how much did he have.

"Right now over $15,000 most in the glove compartment of my car." he said smiling.

He than changed the subject telling me what had happened within the last couple of months he was now 17. His dad had made it up the Church ladder and was like the second minister person. One night Casey decided to go cruising, he was horny and did not want to deal with hustling that night so he went into a park public restroom that had a glory hole. He waited and heard another guy come in. The guy went to the glory hole and had is cock sticking right through. Casey started sucking him off but within a couple of minutes the whole night changed. The police busted in the public restroom and pulled both of them out. For the first time Casey saw that the guy he had been sucking was the minister of his church. The minister was arrested on charges of indecency, lewdness, sodomy and statutory rape. Casey was a minor so they took him home and Scott was able to make sure that the sheriff would not bring Casey into any of this. The sodomy and statutory rape would be dropped because Casey was not allowed to testify. The minister on the other hand was kicked out of the church and left town.

Scott took Casey to many counseling sessions privately, because Scott was the minister of the Church now and that type of press was bad. The counseling did not work, and neither did the "Focus on the Family" sessions. So one night when Casey got back from turning tricks he found the door locks switched and a note with a suitcase:

"Son, you have disappointed me. Here is $1000, spend it wisely and never call me again. You can go live with your sodomite brother in Kansas City for all I care. -Dad"

That is what brought Casey here.

I wish I could tell you everything went great afterward, but Casey moved in with me for about 3 months. He never really got hustling out of his system. He would get fucked and sucked for a cool $1500 a night and would come home. I helped him get on his feet by setting up a checking account and finding him an apartment. I also made sure that he got enrolled in a community college during the day so he could keep up his "night work". What I have heard is that he actually has a computer repair job and a steady boyfriend now living in a duplex about 20 miles from me. Interesting games we play.