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Sure enough the girl came over and we had a great time. She sucked cock like a real pro. I could see why Miguel liked her.
I had a few bucks still from dancing last night, and sent her out for some burgers and shit. I stayed behind so I could buzz her back in. I still didn't have a key. Eventually she left and I crashed for a few hours.
Rashid called my cell to see if I was dancing later. I said shit yeah, I needed the money and that I thought Miguel had ripped me off. He asked me if I wanted to go out for some better shit to dance in. He'd loan me the money. I said I'd meet him around seven and then we could go over to the club.
I left Miguel a note saying what I'd be up to, like he was my old man or something. Nice and respectful. I thanked him for sending the girl over. Said I'd see him at the club.
Rashid talked me into getting some more sexy underwear for when I stripped out of my jeans. I got some boxer briefs, some fucked up European fag briefs, and a Speedo. He picked out a few tank tops for me, and also a pair of satin basketball shorts. Shit was expensive, but I said I'd pay him back.
Rashid kept telling me I was crazy not to escort for Miguel. He said lots of guys at the club were asking about private dates with me. Said it would add up to big money and I could get out from Miguel's couch and get my own place again. I got to say one thing about Rashid, the cocksucker was persistent. And I could tell he had a thing for me.
Miguel didn't show up until the end of the night. He took me aside in the men's room, and kept tapping my chest with his forefinger, saying he'd need his usual fifty for my dancing and another fifty for what I had eaten and drank at his place. Told me I was lucky he was letting me sleep on his couch and use his shower.
At first I didn't want to give it to him. It was just about all I made that night. That was stupid. He jacked me up against the wall and demanded his money. After I handed it over, he slammed me into a corner on the floor. Then the fuckin dude pulled up a hocker and spit on me. I started to get up to fight him, but he just looked down at me and said don't even fuckin try it faggot.
Anyway he said he had Nicole coming over tonight. He kept telling me that when I'm done with her, I'll let you have a shot at her. Robbie gave her to me since he owes me so much. I'll fuckin show you how a real man handles a cunt like that, and you can have sloppy seconds, he laughed.
Sure enough, Nicole was waiting outside his apartment when we pulled up around 2:30. It was good to see her. She was never really my girl, she was Robbie's. But when he split, she seemed happy fucking me. She laughed at me when I said hi. She said I hear you're dancing for Miguel in a faggot bar now, and that everyone wants you to go to bed with them.
I told her to fuck off. Miguel raised his hand to me on the way up the steps, and told me to be respectful now to her, that she was his lady now, not mine or Robbie's. In the apartment we all did some crystal, and a few shots of Jack. They went into the bedroom and I just sat watching TV, all pissed, jealous, and pretty wasted.
Pretty soon, out comes Nicole. She's naked and puts a blindfold on me. Then she strips me down to the new briefs Rashid had talked me into getting. She says I can fuck her while Miguel sits on her face. She started licking his asshole. I could hear it and he kept moaning about what a good ass licking bitch she was.
I was getting really wasted and I guess they knew it. Miguel gave me a few more shots of Jack. I didn't realize that they had put a plan together, involving me.
Finally, just before I was ready to dump my load in her pussy, she pulls me out, and says she wants me to do what she tells me, cause don't we both want to please Miguel? I'm still blindfolded, and really high, but doesn't the bitch pull a switchblade and lay it on my balls? Then next thing I know, I've got a cock in my mouth, Miguel's of course.
They both start telling me that I'm gonna need to start escorting to pull my financial weight around here, that Miguel needs me to make more money. And he can't send me out until he knows that I can suck a cock without getting my teeth on it.
I'm gonna be honest with you, I was so scared what with Nicole holding a blade on my nuts, and being so wasted, I actually accepted the cock in my mouth. It was weird dude, believe me. Fat, warm, and smelly, like mine when I smell my hand after jacking off. Miguel just grabbed my hair and my ears, like he had done to the Russian kid, and pumped my mouth.
I gagged, and I guess I got my teeth on it, cause he pulled out like he'd done with the Russian and slapped me silly a few times. Then he stuck the fuckin thing back in my mouth and kept yelling that if he felt any more teeth he'd tell Nicole to cut me.
Funny how quick you can learn to accept something sick and disgusting like that. The bastard even shot a wad or two of his cum in my mouth, then he pulled out and shot the rest of his load in my face and in my hair. Nicole held the knife until she was sure I wasn't gonna fight back.
Miguel pulled off the blindfold, and said something like now I was his own personal cocksucker. Nicole was laughing hysterically, the bitch. He told me to get out and leave them alone. I slipped out of the room, naked, and choked on the cum in my throat and mouth. It ran down my face and wadded up in my hair. I went in the kitchen to clean up.
I really wanted to just pull on some jeans and bolt forever, but Miguel had locked the deadlock with his key and pocketed it. Probably for the best, because within a minute or two I just passed out, naked, on the couch, and I could hardly remember where I was or what had happened, I was so fucked up on bourbon and meth.