Perverts 'R' Us

What a Bargain

By Boy Trainer ( m/f, inc, bond, reluc )

I knew this day was coming, but I wasn't quite sure how I would feel. I really wasn't much of a salesman, not even when it came to selling my old cars. I mean for a long time I would simply trade the old heaps in on a newer model, but I knew I was getting ripped off every time I did it that way.

Finally I decided to try selling them off the street and I'd place an ad in the paper, put a for sale sign in the window and wait, and wait and wait; until finally someone would come around and offer far less for the car than I would have gotten by simply trading it in, in the first place.

Like I said, I'm not a very good salesman and I think my problem is that I know what I'm selling and I'm just too nice a guy for my own good. I like to treat people the way I would want to be treated myself and with this in mind I feel guilty if I don't take all that into consideration when making a deal.

"So is it a deal?" the young man asked as he sat on the other side of my desk with an expectant look in his eyes.

Young was an understatement. In fact he didn't even look any older than what he was trying to buy. He had beautiful blue eyes, curly blond hair, a cute nose and I swear he still had freckles.

"I don't know… I…" I thought out loud.

"Do you need to know what I'm going to do with it?" he asked.

I really didn't need to know what he was going to do with it. After all sold means sold and once he had paid for it, it was then his property and he could do whatever he wanted with it from then on. Still to say I wasn't curious as all hell would be a total lie.

"Well I um…" I stammered.

"I'm a medical student." He said. "I'm not a very good one and I have ADHD which means I have a learning disability."

"Look you don't have to…" I half-heartedly tried to get him to stop telling me. Truth be told I wanted to hear what the young man had to say and I think he sensed this and sighed as he continued. "When I'm reading I tend to forget what I read almost as soon as I read it and I have to go back and read the same paragraph over and over again to retain what I'm trying to learn. It's really frustrating."

"I can understand that."

"Well one way for me to learn and retain what I learn is to actually do what I'm reading about."

"Yeah?"

"It's like if I am working on a car and I try reading the repair manual before I even go in the garage I won't even remember how to open the hood when I get out there."

"Must be frustrating as hell." I said at the same time I was thinking that I wouldn't want this kid as my doctor.

"What I need to do is have the manual in front of me as I'm doing what I need to do."

"Yeah…" I injected, not to change the subject, but I simply had to know. "What field of medicine are you majoring in?"

"Plastic surgery."

"Well that's a lucrative field." I acknowledged.

"It can be if you're patients are rich old ladies who want to try to retain their long lost youth." he giggled. "But I'm not really going after those demographics… You see I'm gay and well, let's face it… I'm from the Internet generation, which pretty much means I grew up with Internet porn and not just any porn does it for me anymore. That's how I found your ad. I had this idea for a long time, but before I found your ad I thought I'd have to steel one off the street."

"I'm not sure I follow you."

"Well, my sexual tastes have gotten a little… extreme." He said sheepishly while doing the quote unquote motions with his fingers.

"Uh-huh?"

"Well in this sexual progression I have learned of a whole new field of medicine that really is taking off like wildfire and I could get in on the ground floor."

"Yeah… What's that?"

"Well there are some freaks out there who get into body modifications."

"What do you mean?"

"Well like some people want to look like vampires so they have their teeth sharpened to points and some people get into Star Trek and want pointed ears like Spock."

"Oh yeah!" I gleamed. "I saw this one teenager with a forked tongue once."

"Yeah, you know what I mean now."

"I do and yeah I do think that is a growing field and if you head down that career path you could make a fortune."

"Yeah… So do you see why I need to make this purchase?"

"I see how it could be helpful."

"Would you mind if I take one more look at it before I give you the money?"

"Sure." I jolted looking at my watch to insure that enough time had passed. I needed one more task from it before I sold it and twenty minutes had passed so I figured that was enough time.

We both got up from our chairs and I escorted the young man through the living room and kitchen out to the garage where we found it chained to the workbench, giving a final couple thrusts, trying one last time to impregnate its fourteen-year-old sister, also chained by her neck to the bench."

"That's why I'm offering this one at such a low price." I said trying to be honest. "I've had this one over sixteen years and it's never been able to breed. I just can't afford to keep it anymore if it's not going to produce any more inventories. I almost feel like I'm selling you a defective product, but it is a well-trained slave and I have to admit it's a real wrench to sell because it was my first born and my sister and I had a lot of fun making and training it."

"Well, I'm not buying it as a slave and I don't need it for stud service."

"Oh I totally understand." I injected. "It really is none of my business what you do with it. After all, sold means sold."

As the young man held his hand out to shake mine and seal the deal the boy gave one final grunt and I watched it pull out of its sister, give me a look that told me it knew its fate wasn't good, but accepted it as any good slave should.

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