Sure enough Miguel came by for me just before two A.M. Rashid and I had been having a beer. I couldn't believe it when I thought about it, but I was sitting at the bar wearing just the red bikini underwear like it was nothing. Rashid was wearing just his boxer briefs.
A guy had just offered me $150 if I'd let him blow me. I waved him off, disgusted, but Rashid told the guy that if he was interested in having what he called a private dance with me, he'd need to set it up with Miguel.
I told Rashid I didn't do that shit and to stop trying to be so fuckin helpful. Miguel just came up behind me and said let's go kid. I jumped up, found my jeans and sneaks and the cut off tee, and dressed quick.
I told Rashid to finish my beer and followed Miguel out to his ride. He didn't say anything else, so I just jumped in and rode. Once he told me to light his cigarette, but most of the time we just listened to a rap station.
Near his place we stopped and he picked up a girl who was waiting on a corner for him. He told me to get in the back, and he frenched the girl the rest of the way, like I wasn't there.
When we got to his place, he grabbed a bottle of Jack and went in his bedroom with the girl. He told me my shit was in a box over by the kitchen, to have a beer, and to sleep on the couch. I sure wasn't expecting that, and wasn't sure I even wanted to stay at his place.
Eventually I fell asleep on the couch. It was hard because I wanted to keep one eye open in case something happened like had happened that afternoon. Besides, the noise from the bedroom made it hard to sleep. The girl kept squealing like a pig, and the rap music was blasting. Once in a while I'd hear Miguel yell something like take it bitch.
It must have been about dawn when I woke up and found the girl straddling my face. My first instinct was to taste that pussy. I like eating pussy and had a lot of practice. So, I stuck my mouth right on it, and started tonguing her.
But something felt and tasted wrong, and pretty quickly I saw that Miguel was standing there too, also naked, and they both started laughing. Miguel said something like now he's had my babies up his ass and in his mouth, stupid queer. He grabbed the chain that connected her tits with two clamps and led her buck-naked ass back into the bedroom and slammed the door.
I got up and spit in the sink, and washed my mouth out with the dregs of a beer. It was one thing to felch a cunt, but not if another dude's cum was up there. I didn't sleep again until it sounded like they were both passed out in the bedroom.
Around noon the girl left, and Miguel came out. He was wearing only some boxers. He told me to wake up, and to get some breakfast together. Said if I was sleeping on the couch I had to help out around the place. While he watched TV I got some juice and Lucky Charms for us both.
He got a shower and then told me I could too. While I was getting dressed I wondered if I should pack up my clothes and go. If I did, I wasn't sure where I'd go. I remembered that Miguel hadn't given me my cell and wallet back yet.
Then, in walked Miguel, wearing his usual wifebeater and baggy jeans. And the door buzzed. Miguel buzzed somebody in, and in a minute the Russian guy who'd danced with us last night came in. Miguel told me to get us all beers.
Miguel explained that he had a job, with a guy who just wanted to blow somebody, and that it paid $175. He said he'd rather send me, but the Russian kid had called and needed the money. Besides Miguel said, the guy wanted a blond and the Russian would do.
The Russian didn't speak much English, but he said he'd be glad to go. Miguel told him he never sent a dude out for the first time on a job unless he was sure the guy sucked cock good, so the customer wouldn't complain. He told the Russian he wanted him to blow him now, so he was cool to send him out on the job.
So, right in front of me, he pulls out his cock, and the Russian got on his knees and started to suck Miguel off. I couldn't believe I was watching this. Miguel told me to pay attention cause if I wanted him to let me go out on jobs for him, I'd have to prove I could suck cock good too. I said no fuckin way dude.
Miguel pulled out once and actually slapped the kid across his face. He yelled that he felt teeth on his cock and that shit can't happen. The Russian was a pussy. He just took the slap, said sorry, and started sucking Miguel's cock again. I looked away, disgusted, until I heard Miguel start to talk.
He kept saying shit like take it bitch, suck that cock, and swallow it you faggot. This, for some reason, I couldn't take my eyes off. He came, violently, in the kid's mouth, bucking like crazy and holding the Russian by the ears. The kid swallowed Miguel's load, and then looked up for approval.
Miguel told him he passed the test, to never get his teeth on his cock again, or that of a customer, and then put his cock back in his fly. He gave the kid a slip of paper with the customer's address on it, and said to get over there now.
After the Russian kid left, Miguel flipped me my cell and my wallet. I checked it right away and found all my money was gone. When I complained he said that he had to use it to pay off the guy for the room where Robby and I were staying. I knew I had over $200, but it was gone and I knew I wasn't getting it back.
Then he asked me if I liked the girl he had fucked last night. I said sure, she was hot for a Puerto Rican girl. He called her and told her to come over. Then he said she was mine to fuck the rest of the afternoon, and he had some business to take care of. He said he'd be back later to pick me up so I could go dance for him.