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MY LIFE 09
MM, ANAL, ORAL
Homer Rios (writerbear2000@yahoo.com)
Saturday, July 12, 2008
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COPYRIGHT INFORMATION:  Copyright to Homer Rios and the WRITERBEAR Corporation 2008.
 
WARNING:  Must be 18 to 21 years of age to read this story, and not offended by stories of homosexual nature.  If you are offended by this sort of material leave and go elsewhere.
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Chapter 9:  A Newbie Get's His Cherry Popped
 
I saw Teddy several times in the last past five months, always a nice fuck, and me spending some extra time with him after my time was up.  He and his wife were getting a long a lot better since he has started seeing me.  He said that without having worrying about sex he could be more attentive to other things that his wife liked.
 
As for myself since I got back into the saddle things have been looking up for me.  I got the promotion at Salem's Court, which made me in charge of an entire unit, and the lead designer.  I got a big raise, as well as, better benefits.  Alex was moved into my team, as she and I worked great together.  There were some rumors that I was playing favorites, but the truth was that she was a lot better employee than other employees.  Two days after I began the new position, we got a big project that we had to have completed in seven months. Five months into to it we were almost completed with the composites and had a client that was happy as hell.
 
I had all of my regulars for the escort keeping me busy, as well as, all the newer clients; I was a very busy person.  I only had Saturday, and half of Sunday off, but I didn't mind since it kept my mind busy.  All this time, my body was healing quickly; the only visage of my run in with Omar was the black eye, and a few bruises on my torso.  Teddy was extremely upset about it on our second meeting that he spent time massaging the aches, and kissing the bruises.  
 
I had a meeting with Melvin on a Wednesday with him giving me an evaluation of my performance, which I passed with flying colors.  Melvin talked to me about how things were progressing with Omar, a topic that I preferred to not broach, but Melvin been actively pursuing Omar's progress through the justice system.  I usually just listened to him and was not really paying attention to him.  Omar is in the past and I had no desire to know more than I had to about him.  At the end of the meeting, Mel handed me a packet for a new client that he warned me as being a "newbie."
 
I went home and showered and got ready for a Jeremiah Walters, a college student at the local university and apparently attending the college on a Christian scholarship.  He was 19 years old, who is from Minnesota farming community.  This was his first time from home.   His picture showed was a face shot with brown eyes, short cropped brownish hair, definitely a nice looking boy, and very innocent looking.  
 
According to the log I got on Jeremiah or J.R. like he likes to be called, he just wanted to get to know someone.  I was not going to make a lot of money off this trick, but Melvin gave me the newbie sometimes because he thought I made them comfortable.   I didn't care either way I was getting paid.  
 
I had to pick J.R. up at his an apartment he was sharing with three other people from his church.  They shared the apartment and the car, and it wasn't his day to have the car.  I read through the notes again at a stop light and saw that I had to pick him up at the corner Wendy's.  I pulled into the parking lot, and parked into a parking slot waiting for the client.  I spotted J.R. sitting outside on a picnic table; I got out of my car and headed over to him.
 
He stood when he saw that I was heading his way; he stood about 5'6", and must have weighed something like 140 pounds.  He was dressed in a pair of cargo shorts, a green striped Polo shirt, and a hybrid sandal.   He gave a smile as I stuck out my hand and shook his hand.  His hands were cold, and he didn't make eye contact.
 
"J.R., I am Marcus."
 
"Jeremiah, nice m-meeting you," he said with a stutter, he continued, "I am a bit nervous."
 
"No problem it's understandable."  I escorted him to my car and opened the door for him. 
 
He got into the car and buckled up; I made my way to the driver's side and whistled to myself, he was definitely cute.  I got in started up the car, and drove to a Red Robbins not too far from an Extended Stay motel.   We drove in silence until we finally got into the parking lot of the restaurant, where he asked in a nervous little voice, "How d-does this u-usually works?"
 
"Depends on my client and what they want to do.  Usually we have dinner, get a motel or hotel and talk a bit and then do the deed, or I go to the client's house and we just do the deed.  Just like a date, but you are paying me by the hour..."  I said trying to keep the tone light.
 
"I have only been on a date with a girl and that just ended with a peck on the cheek."  He said kind of smiling.
 
I had the waitress sit us in a corner booth sort of out of the way of the rest of the crowd.  It should be enough for us to talk and not worry about being heard and getting a lot of looks.   It is common for two guys to eat a meal together, but it isn't when one is super nervous like J.R. is now.  We stayed quiet while looked over the menu, the waitress came by took our order and left us to ourselves.   
 
"So I take it you are 100 percent virgin meat?"  I asked getting to the point.
 
He blushed and said: "Yeah, I haven't done anything with a man or a female.  I have masturbated with my best friend but we didn't touch each other."
 
"That's cool.  You have anything you want to ask about before we go on tonight?"  I asked my usual question of a newbie.
 
He machine gun question after question to me until I told him to slow down and let me take it one at a time.  I explained to him why I am being a male escort and why I have stayed in it for so long, and he seemed to be blown away by it.  He explained to me that being gay in his community meant being ostracized and sent to a special camp where they try to deprogram the gayness out of you.  He has been hiding his urges since he was twelve years old and saw his cousin's cock at sleep over.   He gave me a bit TMI (Too Much Information), but I think the majority of his dialogue was nervous energy.  Watching him talk and pick at his food was kind of enduring.   He was nineteen years old but still had the early teenager in him.
 
I paid for the bill while he went to the bathroom; he came back and saw me getting my change he protested.  "I was going to buy."  
 
"Don't worry about it man I have it."   I told him figuring he's probably had to save up for this for the longest time.
 
He gave me a sheepish thank you and followed me to the front to my car.  We headed to a hotel that I used once in a while for special clients.  The Extended Stay motel would have to wait for another time, the poor kids was nervous and the hotel feels better on newbie's.   I went to fourth floor with J.R. close in tow chatting about his home life, which seemed to be very planned out.  His parents have chosen everything for him and his siblings, and there was no deviating from it.   Needless to say, he had a lot of stress and a lot to live up to.
 
He claims that everyone in his social group of friends are more than happy to go with the flow of what picked for them, but he seemed to feel that it should be his decision and not his parents.  He had the career of business, which he claims he likes, but he would rather pursue the emphasis of criminology rather than the emphasis of entrepreneurship.  He continued to talk his quick machine gun speech till we got into the hotel room.  
 
He whistled as he stepped through the door, telling me he has never been in a room like this before.  He insisted on helping me pay for it, but I put him off telling him that the room is paid for through the agency, which quieted him down a bit.  I escorted him to the lounging area and the leather couch, and put on some soft music.  I could tell that the music calmed him down a bit, because his talking slowed down considerably.  
 
I sat next to him on the leather couch and moved a bit closer than I would normally move to a newbie.  He stopped talking and turned to face me.  He moved forward and began kissing me, but stopped when I parted my mouth to allow his tongue entrance.
 
"I am sorry man.  This is too weird."  He said.
 
"That's alright, if you want to just talk the rest of the schedule time we can, or I can take you back."  I told him.
 
He leaned back and closed his eyes letting the music relax his body more.  I watched him take deep breathes keeping it in time with the rhythm of the music.  I watched a bit more, wondering what to do; normally I would just take the kid home and forget about it.  But J.R. had fascinated me for some reason.
 
He began to talk in this low voice mentioning something about what should he do.  I moved a bit closer to him, and put my hand on his shoulder gently massaging the tension out of them.  He collapsed against me as my hands moved down to his arms.  He pushed himself against me and then turned to me: "I am ready."
 
His voice was soft, but the determination was there.  We went to the bedroom, where I continued to massage his shoulders and move to his back.  I started to slowly undress him.  He stood before me completely naked.  His body was devoid of hair, except for a small patch over his cock.  His cock was limp at about three and half inches uncut, with nice size balls.  He reached to start undressing me but pulled away, I just nodded to him telling him it was okay.  He started to slowly undress me, taking his time and being careful not to mess up my clothes.   When he finally got me completely naked he inhaled sharply, and gave a big smile.  
 
"You like?"  I asked.
 
"I like."  He said in a big grin tracing the tattoo with his index finger.
 
I gently took his face in my hands and began kissing him, slowly, opening my mouth to give birth to his tongue.  He started to tongue fuck my mouth, and allowed my tongue to explore his.  The more we explored the more relaxed he became with me not afraid to start exploring my body.
 
He broke the exploration of our mouths panting and giggling, "I cannot believe I am doing this."
 
"Feels good, doesn't it?"
 
"Heck yeah!"  He said as he made his way to the bed.  
 
I laughed at how down to Earth he was; I climbed up to the bed and made my way to the headboard.  Leaning against the headboard, he moved over to me and began to suck on my nipples.  He switched between the left and right one and made his way down to my cock, sucking little bit of skin into his newbie mouth.  He engulfed my cock sucking like Hoover vacuum cleaner, I pulled him off.
 
"Woah, buddy, not so fast.  I know you are eager, but take your time, let the person enjoy it, take you time."  I said caressing his face with my hand.
 
"Okay."  He said with a smile as he engulfed my cock again.
 
After several minutes, I told him I was going to cum, but he didn't care, he just continued to suck my cock until I was planting my seed inside his gullet.  He continued to suck after I depleted my seed stores.  He pulled off of my cock laughing hysterically.  
 
I couldn't help but laugh while I asked him "What?"  He told me he couldn't believe what he was doing and how good it felt to finally be doing what he been dreaming about all these years.  He came back up so he could kiss me full and the lips and lie against my chest.  I closed my eyes trying to get rid of the feelings I was having.
 
I was taking a kid that has never had a homosexual experienced in his life and fulfilling his dream, but I somehow felt dirty and wrong for doing it.  I was taking him down a road that could lead him to world of hurt.  I pushed the thought out of my mind and continued to kiss him, pulling him up where his groin was even it with my mouth; I took his semi hard cock into my mouth and began sucking. 
 
 
I continued to suck him enjoying his moaning and groaning he was stroking the back of my head pushing me into his cock.  I felt his body go ridge and then shake as a large load of cum started seed my stomach.  I continued to suck on him until he was begging for me to stop.  He collapsed in my arms laying his head against my chest, panting and laughing.  I pulled him into my arms and he curled up putting his arms around me.  It felt good and somewhat like there was a fit.  I couldn't believe that it felt so good to have him in my arms.
 
"What do you think so far?"  I asked.
 
"I have been missing out!"
 
I turned him onto his back still in my arms and began kissing him, but this time he forced his tongue into my mouth exploring it for all he had.  We explored each other's body, with me dropping my hand to his groin, massaging his balls.  He broke the kiss long enough to tell me, "I want you inside of me."  I smiled at the change of heart he just had.  I broke the kiss and began licking my way down to his groin taking his balls into my mouth, teasing him, while my index finger started to explore his tight hole.
 
I pulled out a condom from my pant pockets and small tube of lube, lube up my cock and put on the condom.  I started to rim him forcing my tongue into his tight hole and tongue fucked him until I thought he was lubed good enough.  I slowly put the head of my cock to his backdoor gently shoving my head further and further into his hole.
 
"You okay?"  I asked when I was finally all the way into him.
 
"It hurts a bit, but I love the feeling."   He said with this cute little smile.
 
I sped my fuck motions faster pounding his ass so hard my balls were slapping against his hairless ass.  He was getting into so much he wrapped his legs around me and began to massage my chest playing with my nipples.   I started to cum inside of the condom.   I continued to fuck him getting harder from his moans and groans.   I pulled out of him taking the condom off and drinking down my cum-I don't like wasting cum.  I collapsed next to him panting and sweaty, only to have him crawl into my arms.
 
I fucked him two more times, and then we showered each other, and I drove him to the apartments he was staying.  He told me to park a few blocks from his complex.  It was night time and the street was deserted.  I stopped next to the university's stadium and sat there idling, waiting for him to leave.  I enjoyed my time with him, and felt good to have him near me, but I pushed that out of my mind not wanting to fall for a trick-a no-no in my circles.  He just continued to sit in the passenger seat with the biggest grin I have ever seen.  
 
"I cannot tell you how much I appreciate all you have done for me." He told me with a big smile. 
 
He leaned forward and gave me a peek on the cheek, and sat back.   "Give me your hand."
 
I gave him my hand, and slipped on a ring on my ring finger.  I looked at the silver ring with an understated diamond and some words written in it.  Looking closer the understated diamond were tiny diamonds forming a cross.   I handed it back to him telling him that I couldn't take it, but he insisted.
 
"You have made me feel like a million dollars.  I have finally been able to do what I have always dreamed about doing.   Because of you, I am able to feel my true self."   He said leaning over kissing me again, and then leaving the car.
 
I returned home to find Stephanie reading a booking in the living room.  She looked over at me as I came in, I must have looked as if I was lost, because she asked me how I was doing.  I told her about the night, leaving out the sexual stuff.
 
"He gave you this?"   She asked looking at the ring.
 
"Yeah.  I cannot keep it; this must have set his parents back a lot of money.  It means something to him."  
 
We talked the rest of the night, laughing and wondering about our future.  Something we haven't done in the longest time because of our social lives.  Before we went to bed, she told me that I should keep the ring and not worry about it, if he wanted the ring back to give it back to him.  
 
The next morning, I went to a local jewelry shop and bought a silver chain for the ring and began wearing it around my neck.   For some reason, the ring meant something to me.  I couldn't place the feeling I was having, but it wasn't love, it was a mixture of love and something else.  For the life of me I didn't want to fall in love with a trick, but have to admit that I had a warm spot for two of my tricks already, and this one-even though he's my last one-was making it to number three.
 
 
I was lying in bed a few nights later twirling the ring in my finger as I have been doing for the last few nights before and just couldn't get out of my mind J.R.   I loved the feeling of him in my arms and how youthful he acted.  I didn't know what I was feeling was true or just something I was manufacturing, but either way it was a feeling I had to deal with.
 
I didn't have a trick for a month because some of them were on business trips or vacations, which left me with my regular job and time to relax.  Felix, Stephanie and I went to Monterey for a mini four day vacation and stayed at a house that was on beach.   For the first time in I don't know how long I felt relaxed and not rushed by anything.   I thought of nothing but the moment and how lucky I was.
 
We came home that Sunday relaxed and ready to get back to reality.  Life was doing great for me, but like everything that happens in my life things has a way to come back and bite me in the ass.


      

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