You Belong to Me

You Belong to Me

By Adam Stewart

Author's note: What you are about to read is based on a true story so thanks to Tom (not his real name) for telling it to me. It contains lots of m/m sexual activity, so be warned.

Tom cowered in the corner when he heard his father arrive home. He crouched waiting for him to come storming into his room in a drunken state. It happened every Friday night and had done so for years. His father was an alcoholic so as soon as he received his weekly pay packet he'd go to the pub and get drunk.

"Where the fuck, are you" he shouted as he burst through the door sending it smashing against the wall. "Make me something to eat, you useless fucking pansy."

Seeing his son crouching there he grabbed hold of his collar and pulled him up. He towered over his son, who was only five foot four inches and of small build whereas his father was huge. He slapped Tom round his head and punched him in the stomach. Tom was full of bruises that his father had caused. No sooner did one lot disappear when he received more. His father had even caused his mother's death three years before when he pushed her whilst drunk. She fell, hit her head on the iron stove and died. His father left her until he was sober and told the police that he'd come home and found her lying there so must have slipped. He even poured some cooking oil on the floor to backup his story. Tom had seen what actually happened but said nothing knowing that if his father was arrested he'd be taken into care, and he certainly didn't want that.

Tom was now seventeen and had just left school. His father had told him he must get a job so further education was out of the question but few jobs were available in the small Devon village where they lived. He could have worked on a farm like his father did but he knew he wouldn't last five minutes because of his stature. He also knew that the farm workers would bully him because of his sexuality and his effeminate mannerisms.

As he cooked his father's meal, he formulated his plan since he could no longer put up with being abused and knocked about. Even as a child his father had beaten him, often with a leather belt whilst holding him down. He knew his father would be off to the pub immediately after he'd eaten and wouldn't be home until closing time in an even worse state so he decided to run away. Once his father had gone to the pub, he filled a holdall with a few clothes and found the small tin that contained some money his mother had put away. When she was alive she'd take her husband's pay packet each week and remove what money she needed for shopping before giving the remainder back to him for his drink. His father didn't know where she hid the tin, but Tom did. There wasn't a lot in it but it would tide him over until he found a job. With the money in his pocket he slipped out of the small cottage where he'd been raised. He thought about leaving a note for his father but decided against it. He wouldn't miss him until well into the next day when he needed his son to prepare food for him by which time, Tom would be well away.

He walked the long way round to avoid passing the pub just in case he was seen by his father or his mates. After about two miles he was off the country lanes and on a main road where he could thumb a lift. A short while later, a van pulled up and offered him a lift. The guy wasn't going far but said he could drop him off on the main road that led to London. At last Tom felt free so sat back and enjoyed the ride. Once on the main road that led to the motorway, the driver pulled into a layby and dropped Tom off telling him that he should be able to thumb a lift from one of the larger lorries that travelled back and forth to London. Tom felt excited as he climbed out and thanked the driver. He was about to set out on a new future in London where he was sure he'd be able to get a job and make a new life. He'd lost his mother due to his father who was useless most of the time because of his drinking. Since Tom was an only child he had nobody else to turn to. He had no other relations and his grandparents had long passed away so he was now alone in the world but he was sure he could make something of himself.

Several large lorries thundered by but none stopped. After about an hour of standing there he was thinking he'd never get a lift. Being the summer, the weather was fine but the evening air was rapidly cooling the temperature down. Just when he was feeling he was stuck in the middle of nowhere, a lorry pulled up.

"Where you going lad?"

"London"

"I'm not going to London but I can take you part of the way before I turn off."

Tom accepted the lift and climbed into the cab, dumping his holdall beside him. The driver, who introduced himself as Fred, was a big guy but he seemed kindly enough so Tom fastened his seatbelt and settled down to the drive ahead. He'd never been to London before so didn't know the route and didn't think to ask where Fred would be dropping him off but Tom trusted him so settled back into his seat.

After about two hours of driving, Fred said he had to stop for a rest because of his legal driving limit. Before Tom knew what was happening, Fred pulled into a layby and switched off the engine.

"Time to have a nap I think" Fred said and told Tom to climb into the back of the driver's cab whilst he pushed both seats forward to make more room. Behind a curtain was a bunk bed. It wasn't that large but Fred told him to slip his shirt and trousers off to make him more comfortable. "Come on lad, don't hang around; I haven't got all day you know" Fred laughed as he removed his own T shirt and jeans. Not wanting to piss Fred off, Tom did the same and climbed onto the bunk with him. "You're a cute lad aren't you" Fred commented and rubbed a hand up and down Tom's body.

Tom froze not sure what to do. He knew he was gay and had been bullied at school because of his effeminate mannerisms and never showing interest in girls but so far in his life he'd never had sex with a guy. Fred's hand started feeling his crotch and then slipped it inside his briefs. His cock remained flaccid although he liked the feel of Fred's hot hand.

After a few moments, Fred slipped his boxer shorts off and Tom was aware of a big cock pressing against him. Without asking, Fred then slipped Tom's briefs off so they were both naked together.

"Yeah, that feels better doesn't it; I do so like a nice bit of naked flesh up against me." Tom then felt Fred fingering his entrance. If felt good so, he let him continue. "Mm, that feels a beautiful arse to fuck; I bet you'd like me to fuck you wouldn't you."

Tom wasn't sure what to say. Should he say he'd never been fucked and risk Fred throwing him out into the street if he refused his advances or should he just accept what Fred clearly wanted to do. Before he had time to think, Fred had turned him over and was straddling him. He was a heavy guy so Tom was powerless. He felt his entrance being opened up and cold lube being squirted into it. Suddenly he found Fred's large cock thrusting its way into him. Tom screamed but Fred continued to plunge his big organ into him. Once fully inside, Fred thrust back and forth enjoying the feel of his cock inside the young lad.

The thrusting continued for several minutes whilst Tom tried to wriggle out of Fred's grasp but he had his arms pinned down and a heavy body on top of him so it was hopeless. Tom screamed "Get off me; get off me" but Fred ignored him and placed a hand over is mouth to stop him from shouting out. Not that anyone would hear him since they were in a layby on their own miles away from habitation, which is why Fred had chosen the spot to have his way with the young lad. He loved fucking youngsters and took every opportunity to do so.

Tom thought he would split in two when the older man started fucking him and the pain he felt when he was breached nearly made him feint. All the while, Fred was telling him what a gorgeous arse he had and that it was a great fuck. "I bet you love the feel of my big cock up your arse boy. I bet you've never taken one as big as mine before." The dirty talk continued as Fred fucked and Tom wondered whether it would ever end. He tried to close his mind to what was happening but it was difficult. His whole body was being shaken as Fred fucked until at last he stopped. Fred had reached his climax, spewing his load of cum inside of Tom.

Tom lay there still not able to move. Fred still had his organ well embedded inside him. Every so often, Fred thrust some more, wanting to get the most out of what he was doing. The fact that he'd raped the young lad, never entered his head.

After several minutes had passed, Fred finally pulled out. He turned Tom over and told him to suck his cock to clean it up. Before Tom could resist, a hand pressed his face onto the still hard organ.

"Suck it clean boy and keep sucking until I tell you to stop."

Used to obeying his father's demands, Tom did as he was told and wrapped his mouth round the big head as best he could. As he licked and sucked, he realised he was enjoying it so continued until Fred pulled his mouth off his prize organ.

"Good lad, you did well."

Fred then settled down to sleep and was soon snoring. Tom wondered whether he could leave but an arm was round him gripping him tightly. He was trapped so decided to accept his lot and fell asleep himself.

"Come on lazy bones, time to move." Tom stirred at the sound of Fred's deep voice and looked up. Fred was already dressed and eating a bacon roll he'd put by for his breakfast. "If you want one of these you'd better get dressed. We're leaving in five minutes."

Tom grabbed his clothes and hastily dressed before climbing back into the front seat beside Fred. He accepted the bacon roll which despite being cold was appetising. As he ate, Fred started the engine and drove off. Half an hour later, he pulled into a service station and told Tom this was where he had to drop him because he was turning off at the next junction. Fred said they were near Portishead and that he'd be able to hitch a lift to London from here. Tom grabbed his holdall, thanked Fred for the lift and jumped out. Nothing was said about the rape a few hours earlier which had caused a warm glow inside his arse. Fred sped off leaving him standing there. He looked around and saw a café nearby so walked towards it. As he did so he felt ashamed of what Fred had done to him even though he'd enjoyed it in a perverse kind of way but once inside the café he tried not to think of the previous night, but fragments of it kept coming to mind and he didn't like it since the guy had regarded him as a piece of meat and abused him.

He was just about to buy a cup of tea when he realised that his money had gone from his pocket. He knew it couldn't have dropped out when he took his jeans off inside Fred's cab or when he dressed earlier because the money was deep inside with a handkerchief on top of it.

"Fuck the bastard" he said out loud as he realised that Fred had stolen it. Not only had the man taken his virginity without his permission but he'd stolen the only money he had in the whole wide world.

"Are you okay?" a guy sitting nearby called out. Fred looked at him and felt tears form in his eyes. "What's wrong?"

"A guy gave me a lift and he's stolen my money, the bastard."

"That sucks; here let me buy something for you."

"It's okay."

"No, I insist; here, sit down and I'll get you something."

Tom looked at the guy who seemed decent enough but for that matter so did Fred. "Thanks" he replied too depressed to do anything else. The guy bought him a tea plus a sandwich and placed it front of Tom. "There you are; food always helps when you're down. I'm Ted by the way, what's your name."

"Tom"

"Good to meet you Tom and I'm sorry about what happened to you. Where are you making for?"

Tom told him London and Ted said he was going there too so would be happy to give him a lift. Tom smiled and Ted felt his body melt as he looked into Tom's piercing blue eyes which set off his blond hair. "You're beautiful" he muttered but Tom was too busy eating to hear. When he'd demolished his sandwich and drunk his tea, Tom looked up at Ted who'd not taken his eyes off him.

"Thanks"

"You're welcome. So do you live in London?" Ted asked. Tom shook his head and said he'd travelled from Devon. He made no mention of what his father did to him or what Fred had done. He felt so ashamed. "So what are you going to do in London?"

"Fuck knows, especially with no money."

"Ah, well, I might be able to help you there but let's go and sit in my van where we can talk in private."

Tom agreed having seen how kind Ted had been so followed him out of the café over to where Ted's van was parked. Once inside the van, Ted turned to Tom and took hold of his hand.

"Do you trust me?"

Tom looked at him and nodded. Having been raped and robbed by Fred, Tom wasn't sure if he trusted anyone but Ted had bought him food and shown kindness. Ted smiled.

"If I'm not mistaken, you're gay; am I right."

Tom nodded deciding there was no point in denying the fact since his whole demeanour shouted that he was which had caused him so much grief during his short life. Ted then explained that if Tom was willing he could help him make some quick money by allowing guys to suck his dick. Tom agreed knowing he needed money so Ted got out of the van and made a call.

"Got a cute one for you; usual rate; call your mates. Will be there in twenty minutes."

He drove to Maidenhead and took Tom to his mate's house who had arranged for several guys to have sex with Tom. As soon as Tom was inside the house, he was taken to a bedroom and stripped naked. Ted told him he'd be downstairs and would drive him to London later. Tom felt he had no option but to comply so waited for the two guys to undress. They were both in their forties and not particularly attractive but Tom decided to go along with what he'd agreed since he was desperate for money.

One guy told him to go on his knees and suck his dick. As he did so he felt the other guy start to finger him. He tensed but then relaxed letting the finger penetrate him. This time it was gentle and he was soon enjoying it, especially when the finger hit his G spot. His head was being held down on the cock he was sucking so there was nothing he could do about what was being done to his arse. After several minutes of fingering he felt the guy's cock gently being inserted. His entrance was slowly being stretched but it felt good and he emitted low groans of pleasure as he continued sucking the cock. When the full length was inside him, the guy began a slow fuck which caused Tom's whole body to become excited. This was so different to the brutal attack by Fred and he enjoyed the experience.

Several minutes later, the guy fucking had reached his climax and spilt his load of cum inside of Tom. The cock he was sucking also erupted so he had another load inside his mouth. He wondered what to do with it when the guy had finished but decided to swallow rather than spit it out over the floor and risk the wrath of the guys.

"He's gorgeous isn't he" one guy said to the other.

"Fucking brilliant; could fuck that cute arse all day long."

Just when Tom thought that was it, two more guys appeared. Seeing the cute naked teenager, they immediately stripped off and joined in the fun. Whilst Tom sucked one guy, the other fucked him. When he'd shot his load, they changed over.

"You'd better have a shower" Ted told Tom and showed him to the bathroom. Whilst Tom showered, Ted asked if he'd enjoyed his session with the guys. Tom said he had so Ted asked if he'd like to stay overnight with him and have a session with some more guys that evening. "You'd get paid some more if you did and I'll still take you into London" Ted added. Tom thought about it and decided he would since he needed the money and the lift, so after his shower, Ted took him home with him.

Ted lived in a small house on the outskirts of Maidenhead and when he'd settled Tom in, he made a few calls. He arranged for three guys to come that evening so the four of them could have an orgy with Tom.

After they'd eaten a pizza that Ted ordered in, the other three guys arrived. As soon as they saw Tom they licked their lips and got stuck in. Tom was soon stripped naked and the other guys did the same. The three new arrivals were much the same age as Ted, who was thirty. For the rest of the evening and well into the early hours, Tom was fucked by all four guys as he had cocks stuffed into his mouth. He was fucked from all angles including being lifted by one big guy whilst riding the guy's big cock. It was as large as Fred's but this guy eased it into him gradually to let him get used to the wide girth and length. Two other guys who had smaller dicks, double fucked him which he also enjoyed.

Eventually the other three guys left so Ted took Tom into his own bed. "I'd like to fuck you one more time; you don't mind do you." Tom agreed since Ted had provided him with a meal and a bed for the night. He still hadn't been paid for the earlier sex or for that with Ted's mates but Ted said he'd give him the money before they parted the following morning. Tom decided he had to accept that since he was in no position not to.

Ted was a gentle lover so Tom enjoyed the feel of his cock inside him. Despite the earlier action, Ted managed to produce another load of cum which was again deposited inside him. None of the guys had used protection saying they much preferred raw sex and Tom, being ignorant of these things, let them stick their naked cocks inside him and deposit their man seed.

When Ted had satisfied his own needs, he massaged Tom and brought him to a climax. It was the first he'd had since leaving home and it felt so good. He knew then and there that he loved sex provided it was gentle and especially liked being fucked.

"So what are your plans once you're in London?" Ted asked whilst they ate their cereal and toast the following morning.

"Fuck knows; try and get a job I presume."

"That's not going to be easy unless you have qualifications or experience."

Tom said he had neither so was down hearted. He'd imagined there'd be lots of jobs in London.

"You also need to find somewhere to live because sleeping rough on the streets is not good and it's dangerous. But until you find a job, you won't be able to afford a roof over your head."

The more Tom heard, the more depressed he became. He'd imagined that London was a magical place and full of opportunities.

"But" Ted continued, "I might have a solution for you provided you're willing to sell your body. Let's face it, you're a cute guy and other guys will fall over themselves to fuck that cute arse of yours but you need the protection of someone because it's a rough world out there and a young innocent lad like you will be abused and ripped off in no time."

Tom wasn't sure what Ted was talking about so continued listening. Ted said he knew a guy who pimped lads like Tom and would be happy to introduce him if Tom was interested. What Ted didn't say was that Ted got paid for finding suitable young guys like Tom.

"Are you interested?" Ted asked casually making it sound as if he was doing Tom a big favour.

Tom said he definitely was so Ted went into another room to call Bill. "I've found a stunning lad for you Bill; he's only seventeen and as innocent as they come. I picked him up yesterday and arranged for seven guys to fuck him and he took each of them without a murmur. Each guy said he had a beautiful arse to fuck and I've fucked him too so can vouch for that."

"Did he insist on protection?" Bill asked.

"Nope; never mentioned it; I tell you, this young lad is a beauty and fucking innocent; your clients will wet themselves when they see him."

"I'll be the judge of that; when can you bring him to me?"

"Will be with you in the hour; normal fee I presume."

"Yeah, if he's as good as you say."

Ted hugged himself having found yet another guy for Bill's band of male prostitutes. He told Tom the news and said they were leaving immediately. Tom grabbed his jacket and backpack, and followed Ted out to the van.

"When do I get my money for letting those guys fuck me and sucking their dicks?"

Ted smiled and pulled out his wallet which was stuffed with the notes he'd taken from each of the seven guys. He peeled off three ten pound notes and passed them over. Tom was disappointed at how little it was having imagined it would be far more, although he had no idea what guys like him got for selling their bodies. "I've taken my arrangement fee and something for putting you up last night and for driving you to London" he said casually as he set off. Tom accepted the money even more pleased that he'd agreed to be introduced to this Bill guy.

Bill lived in premises above two shops in the Charing Cross Road near to Soho. The property consisted of two bedrooms, a large living room, kitchen and bathroom. Although he now pimped a dozen lads, he could only accommodate two living in so any new lad who had nowhere to live, would stay at his place and then move into their own rooms somewhere once they'd been groomed and were fully experienced. At present he only had Joe who was now eighteen and had joined him at age fifteen when his parents had been killed in a car crash. Joe was a willing and popular lad with the clients and would be ideal to train young Tom if he showed potential.

"Hello Tom, come on in" Bill said once Ted had introduced them. Ted said he'd leave the two guys together and pop back later so Tom said goodbye to him and thanked him for his kindness. Bill was impressed at Tom's politeness which always went down well with the upmarket clientele he dealt with. He told Tom to sit down and proceeded to question him. He first asked why he'd come to London so Tom told him about his alcoholic father and how he treated him.

"I decided I'd had enough so left home."

Bill nodded fully understanding the situation since his father had been the same which was how he'd come to London at age fifteen to make his fortune but soon found the streets were not paved in gold. He'd ended up selling his body before becoming a pimp. That was twenty years ago. "And why do you want to join the sex industry?"

Tom replied that from what Ted had said it would be difficult to find other work and that he'd be good at it. "How old are you?"

"Seventeen; eighteen in two months."

"Have you had much experience of gay sex?"

"Only in the last two days; the first lorry driver who picked me up in Devon raped me and Ted arranged for me to have sex with seven other guys yesterday plus he fucked me last night."

"And did you enjoy that?"

"Yeah, I did" Tom replied enthusiastically.

Bill smiled and decided he liked the lad's innocence. He also agreed with Ted that he was fucking gorgeous and would be very popular with clients. He went through how things worked and explained that he found the clients who paid him so all Tom had to do was service their needs which were varied. "Do you have anything you wouldn't do?"

Tom wasn't sure what guys might want to do with him so Bill went through the list which included normal sexual activity in which he'd be fucked or be required to fuck, kinky sex such as being tied up or dressed in certain gear, use of sex toys, water sports and perhaps light BDSM although Bill didn't allow anything too vigorous, especially for lads Tom's age.

"What's water sports and BDSM?"

Bill smiled. The lad was truly innocent and would be a pleasure to develop. He explained what each was and Tom said he'd be happy with both which pleased Bill even more. "The main thing to remember Tom is that whilst I'm your pimp, you belong to me. Is that clear?"

Tom said it was and asked about the pay. Bill explained that he took his cut from the fee paid by the client and took something for Tom's board and lodging so basically he'd receive pocket money for personal use which would increase as he became more experienced. "I also pay for the clothes you need for visiting clients because some are high class guys so expect you to look smart. Some will take you out for a meal before they take you back home or to their hotel room to spend the night so all you need is clothes to bum around in when you're not working. Joe for example only wears a thong at home to save his own clothes but it's up to you. So what do you think; is this life for you?"

Tom said it was although he realised he wouldn't be making much money out of it but at least he'd be fed and watered and have a roof over his head.

"Okay, so strip off and let's have a look at you."

Tom immediately stripped naked and stood before Bill whilst he looked him over. He took hold of the flaccid cock and was pleased to see it react. He told Tom to bend over and touch his toes so he could look at his arse. He had to agree with Ted, the lad was beautiful. He lightly ran a finger across the inviting entrance and Tom didn't flinch.

He told Tom to stand up and called Joe in to meet him since they'd be sharing a bed together when they were both at home. He introduced the new recruit and asked Joe to show Tom round.

"He'll need a shower and a douche because later this afternoon I'll take him to the quack for a check-up. You'll be tested for STDs regularly Tom because most clients want to have unprotected sex."

Joe smiled at Tom and liked what he saw. "Grab your clothes Tom and I'll show you around."

Tom thanked Bill saying "Thank you sir" and grabbed his clothes.

Bill smiled and said he needn't call him sir and that Bill would suffice or boss. "Just remember what I said Tom; you belong to me for as long as I'm your pimp and if anybody asks, you're a self employed escort."

Tom nodded and gave one of his winning smiles flashing his bright blue eyes as he did so. Bill's heart melted and felt his cock twitch as he thought about fucking that cute arse but he'd always made a rule never to have sex with his boys and got his pleasure elsewhere so Tom was going to challenge his resolve. Tom meanwhile was admiring Joe's naked butt because as usual all he was wearing was a thong.

He first showed Tom their bedroom which they'd be sharing including the double bed and then the living room and kitchen where they made their own meals. "You just put on this list what you want to eat and Bill arranges for it to be brought in. A guy also comes in every week to clean the place." He then took him to the bathroom where there was a double shower. "If we're home at the same time we'll shower together but most clients want you to stay overnight so you shower with them."

Tom liked Joe and knew he'd get on well with him. He asked what the pocket money was like and Joe said it wasn't that high because Bill wanted the guys to show their worth before he asked them to find a place of their own at which time the money increased considerably. "I've been here for almost three years which is longer than most but you're the first young recruit he's taken on for a while so he let me stay. To be honest I like living here so decided there was no point in moving out."

Tom nodded and wondered how long it would be before he moved on. When he'd finished his shower Joe passed him the douche bottle. Tom looked at it wondering what to do. Joe grinned remembering back to the first time he'd been given one. He filled it with warm water and passed it to Tom. "Now you stick the nozzle up your arse, squeeze the bottle to insert water and then sit on the loo to push it out." Tom grinned and followed Joe's instructions. "You must make sure you do that every time before you visit a client so you're clean before they fuck you. I also take a douche bottle with me if the client is taking you out to eat first." Tom nodded. It seemed he had a lot to learn.

Once clean and douched, Tom dressed into a clean set of clothes and Joe took him back to Bill's office which had originally been a small third bedroom. "All clean?" Bill grinned.

"Yes boss."

Bill put an arm round his new recruit and led him out. He had an arrangement with a doctor nearby who gave each of his lads a thorough check for STDs every month. It cost him a fortune but the client paid for it, especially those who insisted on bareback sex.

Dr Eric Simpson was thirty-five and also gay so was happy to provide the service for Bill's lads. It was also very remunerative so he never minded seeing them. What the lads didn't know was that Eric and Bill were lovers.

Knowing that the examination would take a while since it was a full one as Tom was new, Bill left him and returned home. Tom assured him he could find his way back having got the address written down and taken note of their way there.

"Okay Tom, strip off and let's have a good look at you" Eric smiled. This was another reason why he was happy to provide the service since he had the opportunity to see each lad stark naked. He could have undertaken the examination with them partially dressed but he worked on the basis that they spent most of their time fully naked in front of guys so why not him. When he saw Tom's beautiful naked body he silently gasped. Bill had found a stunner with this one.

"Let's check your heart and chest first so stand in front of me."

Tom did so and whilst Eric listened to heart and chest with his stethoscope he enjoyed the sight of young Tom's impressive cock. With that done he told Tom to lie on his back on the examination couch. Once in position, Eric lifted each leg over his chest to check their mobility. He then lifted both over his chest for no particular reason other than to see his beautiful entrance in its full glory. "I now need to examine your back entrance Tom so go onto your side and bring your knees up to your chest; I'll then insert a finger inside to have a feel round and insert a small camera; okay?"

Tom nodded and turned on his side as instructed. With his knees up to his chest he felt fully exposed but he knew he'd have to get used to that. Eric meanwhile put on a pair of latex gloves and slipped a finger inside to feel round. He then opened the entrance wide so he could inspect the pink flesh using the bright inspection lamp fixed to his forehead. Seeing that everything looked normal he slipped in the tiny camera. That too showed that everything was fine so he quickly checked Tom's spine. He told Tom to turn onto his back again and gently felt each testicle. He then took hold of Tom's penis, pulled back the foreskin and inspected the head and the slit. Again everything looked fine so he checked each foot and asked if he had any permanent ailments.

"Okay, it's just the blood tests now so sit on the side of the couch. Tom twisted round and Eric inserted the needle to draw the samples he needed. He again glanced at the flaccid organ casually lying there. It was indeed beautiful.

"Right, all done so you can get dressed whilst I do some quick tests on your blood."

As Tom dressed, Eric did what tests he could on his electronic analyser. They all showed negative results so he wrote out his report for Tom to take back to Bill. "A clean bill of health young man subject to the full blood tests which take about ten days. Be sure to come every month for a check-up and if you feel unwell anytime come and see me. Also keep a check on your penis and if you see a white mucus or you notice blood spots in your motions you must come and see me immediately; is that clear?"

"Yes doctor."

"Okay young man, take care; your new life won't always be a bed of roses but enjoy it as much as you can."

Tom grinned and thanked the doctor. He could now see the benefit of having a pimp look after him. As he made his way back to his new home he felt so happy that at last he was free from his violent father. He imagined his father's reaction when he realised his son had gone. He'd no doubt gone round the house looking for him and punching his fist through doors and walls in anger.

By the time Tom got back, Eric had already called Bill to give Tom a clean bill of health so with that information, Bill called a regular client who frequently visited London from Birmingham. He told him he had a new boy who he was sure he'd love and asked if he was interested. Kyle, who was a Trinidadian, said he most certainly was and would be in London that evening.

"I've got your first client boy so we need to get you kitted out and have you photographed for your profile."

Tom couldn't believe he was to start work so soon but felt excited. Bill first took him to a men's outfitter in Soho where he bought all the clothes for his boys so the owner knew him well and gave him a good price. He picked out two pairs of black trousers, a pair of slinky jeans, two smart shirts with matching ties and three T shirts plus a smart pair of black shoes. In addition, he selected a new bomber jacket having noted that Tom's was falling apart. He didn't normally include an item like this but he felt sorry for Tom, guessing that he'd had a tough time at home with an alcoholic father and the death of his mother. He then added a smart coat and threw in some smart underwear for good measure. Tom tried the trousers and coat on and they fitted perfectly. As usual the shop owner discounted everything as Bill always paid in cash.

Tom left with two large carrier bags and couldn't believe what had been purchased. He'd never owned such clothes before. Bill then took him to a sex shop where he bought a G string and a thong. Following that they went to the photographer whose studio was above the sex shop. He was just finishing with a customer so they waited for a few moments.

"Hi Bill, sorry to keep you waiting; the usual?" Ray said.

Bill introduced Tom, pulled out the G string and thong and told Tom to strip off. Once naked, Bill tossed over the G string and told him to put it on. Ray, who was twenty-two and gay, gasped at the sight before him; the lad was just beautiful. Bill told Tom he'd see him back home and left with the two carrier bags. The photographer then got to work to produce the usual set of shots that Bill needed for Tom's profile on the website to advertise his new boy. Tom was told to adopt various poses and Ray was pleased to see that the lad was a natural. Having taken several shots of him in the G string he asked Tom to change into the thong. As he did so he couldn't help but admire Tom's appendage. Finally, he took some shots of Tom naked but not full frontals. Even so the results were very erotic and Ray found it difficult to keep his mind on the job.

With everything done, Tom returned home. When Bill heard him come in he called him into his office. Ray had already emailed the link to the pictures he'd taken and was looking at them. "Go and strip off, put on the thong and come back" he said. Tom dutifully obeyed and returned after a few minutes. Bill then told him about Kyle who was a thirty-seven year-old Trinidadian with a big cock and a gentle personality. He was ideal for Tom's first client since he wasn't demanding.

"You're to go to his hotel in Baker Street at eight, wait in the lobby and call him on your mobile. I take it you have one."

Tom said he did. It was the one thing he'd persuaded his father to buy him and was his prize possession. Bill said that Kyle would come down to the lobby to collect him. The rest was up to Tom and said that Kyle was paying for him to stay the night. He gave him a tube map, a small A to Z map of London to find his way around plus an Oyster card to cover his fares on the tube and buses.

"Good luck and enjoy your time with Kyle; he's a nice guy. And if anyone asks your age, you're eighteen; you look that age and you nearly are."

Tom went to the living room and studied the map and worked out how he got there by tube. It was a simple trip from Piccadilly to Baker Street but he first had to find his way to Piccadilly station. With everything firmly in his mind, he went to the kitchen to make himself a meal. Joe was just about to leave because he was being taken out for a meal by a client before an overnight stay at his hotel so it would be another long night of sex.

"All set for your first client?"

Tom nodded and Joe told him there was a meat pie he could have so all he had to do was cook potatoes and heat up some frozen vegetables. Tom was used to cooking so that was not a problem. At least he didn't have to make meals for his father who always complained.

"And I'll let you have the trifle I ordered for myself" Joe grinned. Tom thanked him and gave him a big kiss on the lips which made Joe happy. He had a feeling he and Tom were going to be good mates.

As Kyle wasn't taking Tom anywhere posh, Tom dressed into one if his new designer T shirts and the smart slinky jeans. Beneath these he'd put on one of the items of skimpy briefs that Bill bought him. He cleaned his trainers to smarten them up and slipped on his new bomber jacket since the night air was cool despite it being summer. He brushed his short blond hair and checked himself in the mirror. He looked great, even though he said it himself. He checked he'd got the hotel address and his mini A to Z in case he got lost. Joe had told him how long the journey would take but he added on another ten minutes just to be sure. He'd much rather be early than late.

There was no sign of Bill so he let himself out of the apartment feeling excited. Despite his earlier misgivings about this kind of life, he was now looking forward to his first assignment. He checked his map once again and set off. He was amazed at how busy London was but he enjoyed the hustle and bustle with everyone rushing around not taking notice of him. He found Piccadilly underground station and joined the throng of bodies making their way in whilst squeezing past those trying to get out. He checked he'd got the right platform and waited with everyone else for the next train. He noted the indicator said two minutes.

When it arrived, the platform announcer said "Allow the passengers off first please" but he noticed one or two impatient individuals squeezing their way on. He waited until all had alighted and found people pushing past him so he joined the queue and eventually found himself standing cheek by jowl alongside his fellow travellers. Those fortunate to have a seat had legs in front of them but nobody seemed bothered as they read their evening paper or a book. He checked the tube map on the wall of the train and counted the number of stops to Baker Street. It was two so he took hold of the hanging strap and waited for the train to move. "Mind the closing doors" the automated voice said.

As they neared the next station the automated voice announced it, confirming that he was going in the right direction. A few minutes later, Baker Street was announced so he prepared himself to alight. When the train had stopped he had to squeeze his way through several passengers saying "Excuse me" but it made little difference to his right of passage. Once off he checked for the exit. He needed the one to Marylebone Road and soon saw it indicated. He touched his new travel pass on the electronic reader and passed through the ticket barrier. It all seemed so easy and he felt pleased with himself but he now needed to find the hotel.

He checked his map and walked in the direction of the road he needed which was off Baker Street. Halfway along he found the small hotel he was looking for. He keyed in Kyle's number and a sexy voice replied. "It's Tom, I'm outside your hotel." Kyle looked at his watch and noticed that the lad was seven minutes early. He liked punctuality and smiled telling Tom he'd be right down. A few minutes later, Tom saw a gorgeous black guy appear so he walked towards him.

"Tom?"

"Yes"

"Come on in and thanks for being on time. I hate people who are late. I understand from Bill that you're new to London."

Tom nodded and followed Kyle past the receptionist who hardly looked at them. When the lift doors had closed and they were making their way to the fifth floor, Kyle leaned over to Tom and kissed him. Bill was right, this lad was fucking gorgeous.

"Let me take your jacket" Kyle said once inside the room which Tom noticed wasn't large but nicely furnished. Kyle hung the jacket on a hook and offered Tom a glass of wine. "I only drink wine so I hope that's okay; I can't abide beer."

Tom said that was fine although he'd not drunk wine before and watched Kyle pour two large glasses from a new bottle. It was a red and according to Kyle was one of his favourites. Not wanting to get pissed, Tom sipped his slowly. Kyle invited him to sit down beside him as he sipped his.

"I like to take things slowly rather than rush into it" Kyle smiled, "especially when I'm with a new guy. We've got all night and I'm not rushing off anywhere early in the morning" he grinned. Tom said that was fine by him and let Kyle take the lead.

After a few more sips of wine and Tom was feeling warm inside, Kyle took his glass and placed it on the table with his. He placed a hand into Tom's crotch and was pleased to feel it immediately react. He took hold of Tom's hand and placed it into his crotch. Kyle was already hard so Tom gently massaged it.

"You really are beautiful" Kyle said and pressed his lips against Tom's. The feel of Kyle's thick hot lips against his felt wonderful. He'd never kissed a black man before. In Devon he seldom saw any guy other than white so this was a new experience.

"How would you like a massage?"

Tom said he'd love one. It wasn't what he'd expected but Kyle was the client and as Bill had said, `whatever the client wants, the client gets'. Kyle told him to slip off his shoes and to stand up. "Now close your eyes as I undress you."

Kyle unbuttoned his own shirt and slipped it off. He lifted Tom's T shirt to expose his beautiful smooth chest. His heart was now thumping. "Just beautiful" he muttered as he slipped the garment over Tom's head. He fingered the gorgeous nipples which reacted to his touch. Tom took a sharp intake of breath as the fingers gently rubbed them. Kyle moved behind Tom and hastily removed his own trousers, tossing them to one side. His erection was bulging his Y fronts and he pressed it up against Tom's butt. He reached round the young lad's waist, unfastened the leather belt and pulled it through the loops. He then unfastened the waistband of Tom's smart new jeans and slowly pulled down the fly zip. The jeans fell round Tom's ankles as Kyle seductively rubbed his hand over the bulge inside the lad's briefs. Tom let out a happy sigh and felt his cock react to the warm hand. He then felt the hand slip inside and take hold of the naked flesh. Tom had never experienced anything like this before and gasped. Kyle next slipped the briefs gently down his legs to join his jeans. Each foot was lifted to remove the items and make him naked. Kyle hastily removed his own underwear and pressed his erect cock up against Tom's butt.

"Ah" Tom exclaimed. Kyle smiled and reached round for Tom's erection.

"You like that do you."

"Yes, it's wonderful."

"Now the really erotic bit begins so get on the bed and lay on your back."

Tom did so and admired Kyle's sleek naked body as he opened Tom's legs wide apart so he could kneel between them. Kyle poured some massage oil along the length of Tom's cock and then slowly ran it through his hand. Tom uttered groans of pleasure as his cock was teased. An electric vibrator was then used over the swollen head, on his balls and into his crotch. He'd never realised how erotic this could be.

With Tom's cock nice and hard, Kyle manoeuvred himself over it and slowly inserted it into his arse.

"Oh fuck; that feels so good; you've got such a gorgeous cock."

Tom grinned, glad to know he was pleasing his first client. Kyle increased the pace and soon he was riding it with gusto.

"Don't you dare come; I want to ride this beauty for a long time yet and when I've finished I'm gonna fuck that cute arse of yours until you beg me to stop. Tom looked at the big black cock now bobbing up and down and imagined it inside him. Kyle had a perfect body to gaze upon and decided he was definitely going to enjoy being an escort.

Tom lost all track of time as Kyle rode his cock but somehow he managed to stop himself from reaching a climax. "Okay boy, you can now shoot your load of cum inside me." Kyle increased the pace even more and Tom could feel his seed rising.

"Ah fuck, fuck" Tom cried as he peaked and shot his load.

"Yeah; nice" Kyle grinned and when Tom was spent he bent down and kissed the boy's beautiful lips. Tom soon found a big tongue probing his mouth and he let it in willingly. When the kiss finished, Kyle climbed off Tom's still hard cock and told him to go on all fours. He then plunged his face into the young lad's arse and gave him a good rimming. Tom was in heaven and loved his arse being rimmed. "You ready for my big cock boy" Kyle laughed as he lubricated his long shaft and slowly pressed the big black head up against Tom's entrance. Tom felt a sharp pain as the big head breached him but once inside, it felt wonderful.

"Ah fuck yes" he groaned as Kyle pushed the full eight inches inside the young lad's arse.

"Yeah, fucking beautiful" Kyle groaned as his cock filled the warm channel. "Okay boy, now you're gonna feel this big cock of mine give you a fuck like you've never had before."

Tom relaxed and enjoyed the feel of Kyle's cock thrusting in and out. It was the best fuck he'd had so far. Kyle was a master at keeping a fuck going for a long time before he shot his bolt so as he'd promised, Tom got a good roasting before he filled the young lad's arse with his beautiful creamy cum. When he'd come down from his high, he pulled out and gave the cute arse an almighty slap which stung like hell but Tom loved it. His arse also ached, but in a nice way.

"Time for another drink I think" Kyle said and poured two more large glasses of wine. Tom wasn't used to drinking so much alcohol so it soon went to his head. He reached across for Kyle's black cock and gently massaged it. Within seconds it was hard again so Kyle told him to kneel across his body so that he could rim Tom's arse while he sucked Kyle's cock.

The sex continued well into the early hours and Tom was fucked several more times. When they woke, Kyle fucked him again wanting to get his money's worth. Tom didn't mind, even though his arse was sore. When he got back to base, Bill wanted to know how his first client visit had gone.

"Fucking brilliant; I think Kyle was more than pleased."

"He better have been; he's one of our regular customers." Just then, Bill got a text from Kyle saying "Tom was fucking brilliant and fucking gorgeous; book him for when I'm in London again in two weeks."

"Seems you've made an impression on Kyle; well done."

Tom went to his room to change out of his smart clothes and slip on a thong. He'd decided to do what Joe did when at home. He found him lazing naked on the bed so he joined him. He too wanted to hear how he'd got on and wasn't surprised to hear it had gone well. He turned towards Tom and kissed him. Even though they'd only known each other for barely a day, he had fallen for the guy but kept his thoughts to himself. It probably wasn't a good idea having a relationship, with both of them being male escorts. Even so, he enjoyed Tom's company and his body.

"Happy birthday"

Tom looked at Joe sleepy eyed.

"You're eighteen; had you forgotten?" Joe grinned and climbed on top of his bed mate.

"Thanks" Tom replied rather enjoying the feel of Joe's morning erection rubbing against his own. Joe reached beneath the bed and pulled out a package, attached to which was a birthday card. Tom looked at it for several moments. Since his mother had died he'd never celebrated birthdays, or Christmas for that matter because his father was always too drunk to know what day it was. How he managed to hold down a job, always amazed him. Even when his mother was alive, he never received a present because money was too tight. His mother did, however, always make him a fruit cake knowing it was his favourite. She couldn't afford icing sugar so it was always plain but it was the thought that counted and he would give her a kiss. The cake had to be hidden from his father otherwise he'd have taken it to work for himself and that would be the last they ever saw of it.

"Don't you want to open your present?"

Tom nodded with tears running down his face. "Did you not get presents at home?" Joe asked having seen Tom's tears. Tom shook his head and Joe hugged him giving him a kiss as he did so. Joe's life at home had been a happy one until both his parents were killed in a car crash when some idiot swerved across the road and sent his dad's car into a brick wall. They were both killed instantly according to the police but it left Joe without anyone to care for him. He'd been fourteen at the time so he was put into care. He hated it so ran away to London as soon as he could which was where he eventually met Bill who took him under his wing as one of his boys.

Tom opened the card and read the kind words inside. They caused more tears and he kissed Joe. "Thank you; thank you so very much."

"Now open the present; it's nothing special; it was all I could afford but it's the thought that counts my mum always said."

Tom ripped open the brown paper round the small packet. When he saw the contents his heart leapt. It was an imitation leather bracelet and he loved it. "Thank you; it's beautiful."

Joe helped him put it round his wrist and they both admired it. Tom gave Joe another big kiss and wrapped his arms round Joe's naked body.

"I reckon that deserves a fuck, don't you" Joe laughed so lifted Tom's legs up over his chest and pushed his erect cock into Tom's channel.

When they finally went for breakfast after their shower they met Bill in the kitchen. "Happy birthday boy." Sitting on the table was another card and present waiting for him. He jumped into Bill's arms and kissed him. "Steady on boy; it's the clients you kiss not me" Bill laughed but enjoyed the affection all the same. "When you've finished breakfast come and see me; I've got you a special client for tonight."

Jeremy was a forty-five-year-old government official with an apartment in Kensington and a house in Kent. According to Bill, he was a very wealthy guy so was a client not to be messed about with. He'd seen Tom's profile on the website and immediately hired him. Bill told Tom he was to meet Jeremy at a smart restaurant in Soho and would then be taken back to Jeremy's apartment in Kensington for a night of sex. "Expect anything because Jeremy is into lots of kinky sex" Bill said.

First, Bill took him through the etiquette he needed to know when it came to eating in a smart restaurant such as which cutlery to use and to make sure any other people present had their food before commencing to eat. "And don't gobble your food; take it slowly and watch what pace the others eat at." Tom nodded taking it all in before Bill showed him a typical menu and explained what each dish was. Most of them Tom had never heard of so Bill suggested he keep to things he knew such as basic chicken or meat dishes and to start with a soup. It was all new to Tom but he tried to remember everything. "Just mind your Ps and Qs" Bill grinned and you'll be fine. That Tom did understand because it was an expression his mother often used.

With nothing else to do during the day, he lazed around with Joe mainly in the bedroom naked on the bed. Both had clients that evening so sex didn't take place since they wanted to be at their peak later but they enjoyed each other's company all the same chatting about this and that.

"Is what we do legal?" Tom asked.

"Selling ourselves for sex is legal but not Bill selling our services for his personal gain so that's why we have to say we're self-employed male escorts and the client's money comes to us; we then pay Bill for our board and lodging and the use of his website to advertise our services."

"So when he says `you belong to me', that's not true."

Joe laughed, "Yeah, strictly speaking but Bill can kick us out anytime and remove our profiles from his website. If that happened, we'd be up the creek without a paddle. That's why he controls all the money so we don't see what the client actually pays. Why, aren't you happy?"

Tom said of course he was happy. He liked having sex with guys, well most of them, and he liked living under Bill's roof with Joe but he just wanted to understand the exact legal position.

"Don't worry about it" Joe laughed, "the boys in blue are never going to bother us; not when so many of our clients are top brass."

Late afternoon, they both had their shower and got ready to go out. Joe was also meeting a posh client for a meal first before going onto his place for a night of sex. When they compared notes they realised they both had to meet their clients at eight in the same restaurant in Soho. When they'd dressed into their white shirt and tie, smart black trousers and jacket, they set off together but as they neared the restaurant they parted so they didn't appear to be together.

Tom went in first and said who he was meeting. "Ah yes sir, this way please." The young guy led Tom to the end of the restaurant where Jeremy was waiting. He immediately stood up, gave Tom a hug and a peck on the cheek as if they knew each other well. The young guy waited for Tom to sit down and placed a white table napkin on his lap.

"Just give us a few moments to decide what we want" Jeremy told him as he looked at the menu.

"Certainly sir" the young guy replied and smiled at Tom.

"I hope I didn't keep you waiting" Tom said once the other guy had left them to attend to Joe and his client who'd now appeared.

"Not at all young man. I was early and you were bang on time. I do so like punctuality; my experience of most young people these days is that it doesn't matter but I'm a stickler for it so well done."

"Thank you, sir."

"Please; call me Jeremy. We're going to get to know each other somewhat intimately later so I think we can use first names, don't you?"

Tom grinned and decided Jeremy wasn't as austere as he thought he'd be. Jeremy then went through the menu, mainly for Tom's benefit since he guessed an eighteen year-old would probably not have much experience of fine dining. Tom chose a chicken dish with a starter of asparagus soup. He had never had asparagus before but it sounded nice.

"An excellent choice; I think I'll have the same and I suggest we have a bottle of Californian Chardonnay to go with it."

The table they were sitting at was in its own little private space so away from prying eyes. When the young waiter had taken their order and again smiled at Tom as he did so, Jeremy looked at him once the waiter had left and asked Tom to say something about himself.

"What would you like to know?"

"Why not start with where you came from originally and why you got into this business."

"That's easy" Tom replied and gave Jeremy a synopsis of his life at home with his bullying father, how he ran away to London and was introduced to Bill who took him in. As Tom relayed his story, Jeremy was horrified.

"You poor thing; you've really been through the mill. Well, be assured I'll treat you with respect and if you say stop, then that's what I'll do." As Jeremy said this he placed a comforting hand over Tom's and gently squeezed it. He then leaned over the table and whispered, "I should say that I am partial to kinky things but if they are not your cup of tea then let me know immediately."

Tom thanked him and said there wasn't much he didn't do so he doubted there'd be a problem. In the two months since he'd started with Bill, he'd been introduced to all kinds of sexual activity so doubted Jeremy would come up with anything he couldn't cope with.

"Excellent, excellent" Jeremy grinned and again patted Tom's hand. Just then their soup arrived so the talking ceased for a while. "I take it you can stay the night" he said when they'd finished their soup which surprised Tom since according to Bill, Jeremy had paid an overnight fee. Tom smiled and said "of course" which pleased Jeremy. Tom's gorgeous smile also gave him goose bumps as his imagination went wild.

The chicken dish was equally as nice as the starter and the wine gave Tom a warm glow. As they ate, he wondered how Joe was getting on with his client who were at the front end of the restaurant.

"Now you must try the ice cream sandwich for dessert; it's divine" Jeremy said when they'd both finished their main course. Tom wasn't sure he wanted anything else, not being used to large meals, but Jeremy said he must try it because it was so good. He told the waiter they'd share one and when it arrived, Tom had to agree it looked delicious.

When they'd finished the wine and a coffee, Jeremy asked for the bill. Tom nearly died when he saw the price and hastily looked away as the waiter processed Jeremy's gold card. With that done he smiled at Tom and indicated for them to leave. Tom noticed that Joe and his client had left as they made their way out. Once outside, Jeremy flagged a cab to take them to Kensington. "How the other half lives" Tom thought as they made their way.

When they arrived at the plush block of apartments, Jeremy led Tom up to the penthouse apartment. It was like nothing Tom had ever seen before. The carpet was thick piled and Tom was afraid to walk on it. As soon as he got inside he asked if he should take his shoes off.

"I'm hoping you'll take more than your shoes off darling" Jeremy laughed.

"Would you like me to strip?" Tom asked in all seriousness.

"Why not darling; it will save me undressing you" Jeremy grinned so Tom removed every item of clothing, carefully folding them up and placing them on a nearby chair. "Oh my; you are beautiful" he gasped as he looked at the naked body before him. He moved up to Tom and took him into his arms. They kissed and it became passionate. When the kiss ended, Jeremy took Tom into the bedroom and he silently gasped at the sumptuous furnishings. The bed covers were tossed to the floor and Jeremy quickly undressed. He was already sexually excited and couldn't wait to start having sex with the gorgeous young man. He laid flat on the bed and told Tom to suck his cock but not bring him to a climax. Tom was now experienced at sucking and licking dicks without taking the client over the top until they were ready. He was then told to rim Jeremy's arse so he lifted the guy's legs over his chest and got to work. Jeremy loved the sensuous way Tom licked and probed so was in heaven. The large balls were the next to receive attention so Tom rolled each one round his mouth giving them a good lick as he did so.

"Okay, now fuck me with that beautiful cock of yours and spill your load over my entrance before plunging back in."

Tom lubricated his erect shaft and offered the head up to the wide open entrance. Jeremy told him to plunge it in, so he did. "Ah fuck, yes, beautiful" Jeremy cried out as Tom's big cock filled him up. He then gave the older man a good long hard fuck as instructed. When he felt his climax rising, he increased the pace. Just on the point of ejaculation, he pulled out, shot his load of creamy cum over the open entrance and then plunged back in. He continued fucking until Jeremy told him to stop.

"You are fucking good" Jeremy shrieked as he pulled the young man down beside him.

When Tom woke in the morning he found Jeremy sucking his erection. "Ah, the sleeping beauty awakes" he giggled. "How about giving me a fuck with this beautiful cock."

Tom grinned and told Jeremy to turn over. He mounted him and thrust his morning erection into the waiting arse. "Oh yes, that feels fucking gorgeous" Jeremy exclaimed.

When Tom had released his load, he pulled out and sucked Jeremy off to a satisfactory conclusion. Jeremy gave him a big kiss and told him to follow him to the bathroom. Like everywhere else, the bathroom was luxurious with gold taps and a marble floor. It contained an enormous bath that would easily take two plus there was an enormous shower area. It was into this that Jeremy led him and told Tom to turn round and face the wall. Tom then felt a warm liquid running down his back and realised that Jeremy was peeing on him. When he was finished, he was turned round to face Jeremy and told to pee over him. Tom was busting to go so directed his jet up and down Jeremy's body as instructed.

"Told you I loved kinky things" he laughed as Tom continued to pee. When he'd finished, Jeremy soaped Tom's body all over and massaged his cock with a soapy hand. He continued until he was spewing another load of cum over Jeremy's belly. "Yeah, nice" Jeremy grunted.

When it was time to leave, Jeremy gave Tom a bonus and asked if he'd like to spend the weekend with him at his house in Kent. Tom said yes but he'd have to speak to Bill to make the arrangements.

"See you in two weeks then" Jeremy said and gave Tom a big kiss having told him to come to the apartment at six on the Friday evening. George, his chauffeur, would drive them to Kent and bring them back on the Monday morning. George, who was forty-four, had been in Jeremy's employment for several years. He looked after the house in Kent and came to London twice a week to clean the penthouse apartment. Over the years they'd become lovers although it was an open relationship.

As instructed, Tom arrived at Jeremy's apartment on the Friday evening at prompt six o'clock. Jeremy applauded him for his punctuality and gave him a kiss full on the lips whilst George looked on.

"This is George who'll be looking after us for the weekend, apart from other things" Jeremy chuckled. George shook Tom's hand and grinned at him. "And I see you've come with no luggage; excellent."

"I did as you instructed" Tom replied.

"I did indeed young man because you won't need clothes once we're there" Jeremy giggled and gave his crotch a feel because it was already reacting to the young man's presence.

They made their way down to the car which was parked at the back of the block. It was a Daimler and Tom gaped at it. Jeremy climbed into the back and Tom joined him whilst George took the driving seat. As soon as they were on their way, Jeremy had his hand in Tom's crotch, giving it a good feel. His cock reacted, much to Jeremy's delight so he unfastened the fly zip and felt inside. As instructed, Tom was wearing a G string so that was unfastened and removed leaving his stiffening cock free.

"You have such a beautiful cock" Jeremy muttered as he handled the naked flesh. George glanced in the rear mirror knowing what his employer come lover was doing and felt his own organ react as he imagined what they'd be doing to the young lad once at the house. He pulled down his own fly zip and slipped a hand inside, holding the steering wheel with one hand.

"Keep your eyes on the road George and your hands on the wheel" Jeremy chuckled guessing what he was doing.

"Yes boss" George giggled.

Tom was feeling both excited and nervous about spending a whole weekend away with the two guys since he guessed from what he'd been told that there were various things in store for him. At least Bill had obtained a good rate for the long weekend so that meant he'd receive a larger payment than usual.

Just over an hour later they were driving into a sweeping drive that led up to a large house which was within its own grounds. High hedges surrounded it and once inside you'd hardly be aware of the other houses nearby. More importantly, those around could not see what went on within the extensive grounds and certainly not within the house. George drove up to a double garage and the doors opened as if by magic. The space inside was vast and even when the large Daimler had driven in and the doors closed automatically behind it, there was still ample room despite the small runabout that George used and a large space in front of the cars.

Jeremy told Tom to jump out and he did the same whilst George unlocked a side entrance to the house from within the garage. "Okay young man, strip off and leave your clothes in the car" Jeremy instructed. Tom glanced at him to make sure he was serious. He was, so he duly obeyed and neatly folded each item before laying it on the back seat having removed his mobile phone which Bill had said he must always have with him at all times in the event of needing it should a client go beyond the agreed terms.

"Isn't he beautiful George?"

"He's fucking gorgeous" George replied and gave Tom a playful smack on his naked butt as he walked into the house behind Jeremy.

Although the weather was cold outside since it was now winter, the warmth of the house hit Tom's nakedness. He'd guessed he'd be required to be naked for the duration but it didn't bother him. George disappeared upstairs and Jeremy led Tom into an enormous living room that overlooked the vast garden which was laid mainly to lawn with shrubs and trees for easy maintenance. Tom had never seen a garden so large. As he looked out of the window, Jeremy stripped off his clothes and donned a sexy see-through robe that draped across his shoulders with no arms and hung open to show off his attributes. George then appeared wearing similar attire and picked up the clothes that Jeremy had casually discarded on the floor. Tom gazed at George's trim body and felt his cock twitch with excitement.

He then poured three large glasses of white wine and gave one to Jeremy and Tom before moving into the kitchen to prepare the evening meal.

"Here's to a sexy weekend" Jeremy giggled as he took a sip of his wine. Tom grinned and took a sip of his. Fortunately, he was now used to drinking alcohol so it didn't go straight to his head.

After their meal, Jeremy and George took Tom down to a basement area. To his amazement there was a swimming pool. It wasn't that large but large enough to swim in and have fun. The three of them jumped in and splashed around for a while during which George threw Tom over his shoulder and Jeremy rimmed him. By the time they'd finished, all three had erections so Jeremy led Tom into another area which was a sex room. Tom had never seen anything like it before and was intrigued with all the equipment. There was a rack on one wall, in a corner a sling, a fuck bench in the middle of the room and ropes with leather restraints hanging from the ceiling.

"Where shall we have him first?" Jeremy laughed.

"How about we put him in the sling so we can give him a good fuck" George giggled so Tom was shackled into the sling with his arse exposed. He was given some poppers to sniff and the other two set to and fucked him. First George stuck his big cock in and then handed over to Jeremy who was smaller. They flipped back and forth several times until they'd shot their load inside Tom's arse. He was taken out of the sling and stood between the hanging ropes. He was blindfolded and each hand fitted with a leather cuff was then fixed to a rope that was pulled either side of him so his arms were outstretched.

George moved his legs wide apart and fitted a leather cuff to each ankle. These too were fitted with ropes and pulled apart so he couldn't move. Jeremy then slowly moved his hand up and down the inside of each leg whilst George ran his over Tom's torso and fingered his nipples. His cock was soon standing out erect and Jeremy sucked it. Every so often, Jeremy gave his naked butt a light slap. Gradually the slaps got harder and Tom's flesh started to sting but it was bearable. He then felt a finger probing his arse and that felt good. Then two fingers probed him and were pressed right in opening his arse wide. George moved behind him and having lubricated his hard cock, pressed it inside. Whilst he fucked and fingered his nipples, Jeremy played with Tom's cock and his balls. He then took the hard organ into his mouth and sucked him until he was spewing his hot creamy cum into his mouth. By now, George was spilling his load inside him.

Both kissed him and then fitted him with a ball gag. The blindfold was removed and whilst Jeremy fucked him, George tied cord round each of his balls to separate them. His cock was still hard so George sucked it. Pegs were clipped along each side of his cock and on his balls. They hurt and Tom wanted to yell but the ball gag prevented him from doing so. George then dribbled spit all over his face and down his chest whilst Jeremy continued to fuck. When he was at the point of spilling his load he pulled out and shot over Tom's face by standing on a stool. He was left standing there for several more minutes whilst George took photos of him.

Finally, the pegs were removed along with the ball gag and he was released from his bondage. "You did well boy; I'm pleased with you" Jeremy told Tom.

"I think some electro-play now" George giggled so Tom was laid on a blanket on the floor and his legs were opened wide by means of a bar which was fitted to his leather ankle cuffs. A leather collar was fitted round his neck and a chain was connected from that to the bar so his knees were up over his chest with his arse wide apart. His balls were roped tight to the bar and he was blindfolded again. George then used an electro wand rake over his over his balls, his cock and over his crack causing Tom to shriek. It wasn't painful but the short shocks of electricity through his body caused him to jump about and the rope round his balls pull tight. His cock was now rock hard so George lightly ran the electro wand rake up and down the length until Tom was shooting his load all over his chest whilst Jeremy filmed the action.

"Time to give him a rest" Jeremy told George who released Tom from his bondage. "Did you enjoy that boy?"

Tom gave a slight nod, not sure if he had or not but he was glad to be free once again. They went back upstairs and had another drink before taking Tom to bed. Jeremy and George always slept together so Tom was placed between them so both could have a feel of his gorgeous naked body. Before they finally settled down for the night, he was again fucked by both of them.

After breakfast, Tom was taken back to the sex room and blindfolded. He was tied to the rack with his arms and legs outstretched and his arse facing outward. George climbed the rack and positioned himself so that he could fuck Tom's mouth with his cock whilst Jeremy fucked his arse. As he fucked, he massaged Tom's erection. Eventually, George was shooting cum into Tom's mouth whilst Jeremy was shooting his up his arse and Tom was shooting his over the wall he was facing.

He was then bent over the fuck bench and the other two guys fucked him, leaving yet another load of cum inside his arse. He was next strapped into leather wrist and ankle cuffs, fitted with a chest harness and tied to ropes hanging from the ceiling. Tom found himself hanging horizontally face down with his stiff cock poking out beneath him. His cock and his balls were tied round with rope and a weight dangling from the end. Surprisingly he didn't find it uncomfortable but he was totally at the mercy of the other guys.

For a few minutes, he was left hanging there before being aware of more voices. "Tom, this is Ken and Rob who've come to join in the fun." The two guys ran their hands over Tom's naked body and agreed he was stunningly beautiful. Ken and Rob were local friends both of whom were thirty-five with stunning bodies. Tom turned his head and admired their naked form. He guessed he was in for a lot more fucks but that was what he was being paid for.

Over the next two hours leading up to lunch, Tom was fucked from all angles whilst hanging there. Sometimes his legs were lowered so he could be fucked and other times he was hung upside down. Whilst being stuffed by one guy, another would stuff their stiff rod into his mouth to be sucked. Just before lunch, Ken and Rob double fucked him. Both had slim cocks so Tom took them easily.

After lunch, Tom was fucked whilst in the sling, over the fuck bench and whilst tied to the rack. By the end of this his arse was sore so they all had a soak in a hot tub by the pool before it was time for the evening meal. After that, they watched gay porn in the living room whilst Tom did the rounds sucking cocks. Finally, Ken and Rob left and the other three went to bed.

Sunday was spent in much the same way but this time Tom only had George and Jeremy's cocks up his arse. After another active time in bed that night, during which Tom had to give both George and Jeremy a fuck, George drove them back to London on the Monday morning. Before Tom left, Jeremy gave him a big bonus for being a good sport. It was the biggest he'd received, so was more than happy as he made his way home. Any bonus was his to keep so Bill never got his hands on it.

A cold spring followed winter but at last summer had arrived much to Tom's delight because he loved the warmer weather. Bill had told six lads to line up wearing G strings in front of a wealthy client so he could inspect them. Having walked up and down, the client asked them to remove their G string and stand naked in front of him. He did another close inspection and finally chose Tom and Joe much to the annoyance of the other four who'd hoped to be chosen. The two selected were told to get dressed and return to Bill's office.

"I want you back within five minutes" Bill told them as he dismissed the other four lads. Tom and Joe ran off to their bedroom and hastily got dressed. They hadn't been told what to wear so they decided upon their smart casual gear.

As they made their way back to Bill's office, the other four guys sneered at them. "Here come the fucking favourites."

"It's not our fault the client fancies us" Joe grinned and stuck two fingers up at the four of them.

When they reached Bill's office, the client was still sitting there. "This is Alistair and he's taking you guys to his house in Oxfordshire for the weekend" Bill explained. The lads shook Alistair's hand who was a slim fit guy apart from being very wealthy. Alistair smiled at them knowing he'd made the right choice. Little did Joe and Tom know at the time how Alistair was going to change their lives for the better.

The large house they were being driven to was near Witney in Oxfordshire and the journey took just under one and a half hours in Alastair's Jaguar. Although he was rich, he never flaunted his wealth and much preferred driving himself. He'd come from nothing and had built up his own empire so was always on the lookout for new talent. He'd recognised Tom and Joe's talent as soon as he saw them but before he made them an offer of a lifetime he wanted to test them out. As they drove, Alastair questioned each of them on their life to date. When he heard Tom's story it not only reminded him of his own miserable early life before he escaped the clutches of his father but it also confirmed his decision in picking him. Joe's story was just as dramatic and he recognised from the way he looked at Tom that he was in love with the other gorgeous looking guy. They'd make the perfect couple for what he had in mind.

They drove down a narrow lane and stopped in front of some iron gates which Alistair opened automatically before driving in. The modern house, which was surrounded by trees and a high fence, seemed in the middle of nowhere and looked huge from the outside.

"Wow; some house" Joe commented as they drove up to the front door.

"An old farmhouse used to stand on the land so I had that pulled down and built this in its place."

As they climbed out of the car, a Brazilian guy came running out to greet them. Pablo was thirty so ten years younger than Alastair. He'd left his home town in Brazil when his parents showed their disapproval of his sexuality. He came to England and met Alastair who took him under his wing and helped him obtain UK citizenship. He was now Alastair's personal assistant and managed the house amongst other things. Tom and Joe were introduced and they greeted each other warmly.

The house was mainly open plan with plenty of light pouring in from large windows. Pablo took the two lads upstairs to the room they'd be using. It was at the rear of the house and overlooked farmland that once belonged to the farmhouse Alastair had pulled down. Laid out on the bed, were two sets of school uniform. Pablo explained they were required to change into those and stood waiting for them to do so. Tom and Joe looked at each other and grinned.

"We'd better get to it" Joe chuckled and stripped off down to his thong. The uniform consisted of a white shirt, short grey trousers, long grey socks and a red school tie. No shoes had been provided so they wore their own trainers. Having looked in the long mirror to see the effect, they grinned at each other and followed Pablo downstairs.

"Perfect" Alastair said as they walked into the large living room that had a dining area at the front end and a large conservatory that led onto the garden at the rear. "Everything will come clear after lunch" he grinned as he admired each lad.

Lunch was taken in the garden since the weather was warm and the sun was shining. Pablo had prepared sandwiches and various other nibbles plus glasses of cider.

"After lunch, three of my friends will be joining us" Alastair explained. "What I'd like you guys to do is play out a scenario in front of us." He then explained that Tom and Joe were to imagine they were school lovers and seductively undress each other. Once naked they were to have full sex. "Whilst you perform, I shall be filming" Alastair added "and it will all take place out here in the garden." The two lads looked at each other and smiled. They loved having sex together so this was going to be easy. "Any questions or problems with what you're required to do?"

"No" they both replied.

"So you don't mind being filmed whilst having sex."

"Doesn't bother me" Joe replied and Tom said the same which was music to Alastair's ears knowing what he had in mind for these two beauties.

After lunch, Franklin, Garfield and Julian arrived. They were much the same age as Alistair and they were all business associates. Joe and Tom were told to wait in the kitchen until they'd arrived and been settled down with drinks in the garden. Pablo was then given the nod for the porn stars to commence their live show.

Tom and Joe ran into the garden like two excited schoolboys. They stopped at the spot where Alastair had told them to perform in front of the three visitors having noticed that the other guys had stripped down to their boxer shorts. Joe pulled Tom into a passionate kiss and their hands explored each other's bodies. Joe grabbed Tom's tie and pulled it towards him to keep their mouths together. Tom untied Joe's and tossed it to the ground. Joe did the same to Tom's before unbuttoning his shirt and slipping that off his shoulders. Tom unfastened Joe's and removed his, tossing it behind him. Hands explored naked torsos and each crotch before unfastening the grey short trousers and letting them fall round their ankles. Joe squatted down, removed Tom's remaining clothes before removing his own. They hugged and kissed some more, pressing their hard organs together that were trying to get out of their thongs.

Tom moved behind Joe and turned him to face the three guys watching. Alastair moved to change the angle of his camera and zoomed in as Tom felt Joe's burgeoning cock inside his thong and then slipped his hand inside to feel the naked flesh. He pulled down the top of the thong to expose the hard cock and then slowly slipped the garment down Joe's legs. When he was fully exposed, he pulled the thong off him and hastily removed his own to show his full erection. The three onlookers gasped when they saw the two beautiful hard cocks and felt their own. Franklin already has his erection on show and Garfield did the same. Franklin felt across to Julian's and exposed that. As they watched the two lads enjoy each other's naked bodies, they all three slipped off their boxer shorts so they too were naked. Alastair felt his own cock pushing out his boxer shorts but he was too busy filming to do anything about it.

The lads had worked out a rough sequence of events but it mainly followed instinct. Alastair was delighted with the way things were going since it looked so natural. He could also see that the two lads were in love with each other. Joe and Tom had now moved right in front of the three onlookers so they could get a good view. Joe went down on all fours with his legs wide apart. Tom pulled his entrance open for all to see before fingering it. The three guys leant forward to get a better look as they ran their hands up and down their own exited manhood. Tom then lubricated his long shaft and slowly pressed the large head against Joe's entrance. Joe let out low groans of delight as the head breached him.

"Ah fuck; yeah" he cried as the large organ slowly filled him up. Tom then gave him a long hard fuck until he could feel his climax rising. Alastair had told them to show their load of cum shooting out over the other's entrance so he could capture it on film before thrusting their cock back in for another long fuck.

"Ah" Tom yelled as his climax came and he shot his load of creamy cum over Joe's beautiful arse. When he'd shot several ribbons of cum, he thrust the organ back inside to finish off. He'd become expert at continuing the fuck even though he was spent since clients liked to get their money's worth. Alastair had told the lads that once they'd completed their first fuck they were to move over to the guests and suck each of them off whilst the other fucked the one sucking. Tom bent over Franklin's not insignificant cock and took it into his mouth. Joe moved up behind Tom and inserted his cock into his arse. The other two guys were now really excited and watched Tom sucking Franklin and Joe fucking Tom. Alastair zoomed in to capture his cock moving in and out of Tom's arse before moving again to capture Franklin's cock being given a good mouth job.

"Ah fuck; I'm gonna cum" Franklin shouted after a while. Joe increased his fuck of Tom's arse and managed to time his climax over Tom's entrance at much the same time.

Without a break, Joe moved to Garfield's cock and took that into his mouth whilst Tom inserted his into Joe's arse. Since being an escort, he'd learnt how to keep his erection even when he'd shot his bolt. Once inside his boyfriend's arse, it was soon ready to shoot again so whilst Joe sucked off Garfield's small cock, he shot his load over Joe's arse. Julian was bursting to shoot his load by this time but wanted to wait until one of the lads sucked him off. As soon as Tom had shot his load over Joe's arse, he bent over Julian's big cock and took it into his mouth. Garfield had now shot his load into Joe's mouth so Joe inserted his still hard cock into Tom's arse to give him another hard fuck.

Alastair could hardly keep up with the pace and skipped from one to another. This scenario had worked out far better than he'd thought it would so he was highly delighted. As he filmed, he made his decision concerning the two lads but would wait until the following morning before he put his proposal to them.

"That was fucking brilliant guys" he told Joe and Tom when the action had finally ended and Julian had been brought off to a satisfactory conclusion inside of Tom's mouth. They all rested for a while whilst Pablo served afternoon tea and cakes. Since the others were now all naked, he did the same which pleased everyone since he had the most beautiful body. Tom and Joe thought it wonderful to be stark naked out in the open air with the sun beating down and having sex out there was even better.

When the tea break had ended, Alastair asked Tom and Joe to fuck the other three guys. This time protection was used so he provided ultra-thin condoms which once on could hardly be seen so the overall effect was that they were fucking bareback. The three guys had said they didn't mind the action being filmed provided their faces were not shown but since all Alastair was interested in was cock fucking arse, that suited him fine.

The three guests stayed for a meal and Alastair told the lads to slip on their thongs so his guests could still enjoy their bodies. Pablo had slipped his on for the benefit of the guests so they too enjoyed his beautiful body whilst he served the meal.

When the guests had left, having thanked Joe and Tom for a wonderful show, Alastair asked them to fuck Pablo whilst he filmed. Pablo loved being fucked and was mainly a bottom so never minded a cock up his arse, in fact he loved being double fucked so Joe was told to lie on his back and for Pablo to sit on his cock. Tom then slipped his in alongside his boyfriend's and gave Pablo a long hard fuck. He particularly loved the feel of his naked cock rubbing against Joe's.

Finally, it was time for bed so the two lads made their way upstairs. A while later they heard Alastair and Pablo come up and go into the main bedroom.

"I wouldn't mind having Pablo in bed with me all night" Joe chuckled, "Lucky Alastair". Tom agreed as he wrapped his arms round Joe's naked body and kissed him.

The following morning having had a shower together, the lads made their way downstairs wearing just their thongs having guessed that was what Alastair would want. They found Pablo wearing his and they grinned at each other. A few minutes later, Alastair appeared in his boxer shorts. Pablo had set breakfast on the patio so they made their way out. It was another sunny day with a bright blue sky.

"I'd like to film you guys each fucking Pablo and him fucking you but this time I'd like the action to take place in the grounds; are you okay with that?"

"Sure; we don't mind where we do it" Joe grinned and Tom nodded his approval. It was another test to see how willing the two lads were when it came to taking risk. He explained that the land which had originally been part of the farm was now his and in theory was private although the occasional person trespassed but there was a copse which was in the centre of the grounds and well hidden from public view.

After breakfast had finished and the lads had helped Pablo clear things away, they made their way to the wooded copse. Once there, Alastair told Pablo and Tom to strip off and asked Joe to keep a lookout just in case anyone suddenly appeared, although the likelihood was very remote. He told Pablo to lean against a tree and for Tom to fuck him whilst he filmed.

"Yeah; a beautiful arse to fuck" Tom muttered as he slipped his hard cock onto Pablo's arse. As before he shot his load over Pablo's entrance and Alistair captured the ribbons of creamy cum spilling over his dark hole.

Joe was then told to strip off whilst Tom kept watch. Pablo was told to kneel on the ground and Joe to rim him whilst Alastair filmed. Joe pulled Pablo's entrance wide open for Alastair to zoom in and capture the gorgeous hole. He then dribbled spit into it and fingered it. Pablo was in heaven because he loved his arse being poked like this and his own cock was soon hard. When it had been given a good licking and rimming, Joe was told to lay on the ground and for Pablo to ride his hard cock with his back to Joe's head. Alastair crouched down on the ground and captured cock going into arse and Pablo's lithe body jumping up and down on it. After several minutes of doing that, Pablo went on all fours and Joe fucked the gorgeous open arse until he'd spilt his load of cum over the hole and thrust back inside for another long hard fuck.

Alastair was again delighted with the footage he'd obtained and the way the two lads performed. Finally, he got Tom to fuck Joe whilst Pablo sucked Joe's cock.

"Is this filming for your own use?" Joe asked as they made their way back to the house.

Alastair had been expecting this question. "When we're back at the house I'll tell you" he grinned.

Whilst Pablo prepared lunch, Alastair sat down with Tom and Joe to discuss his plan.

"How would you two guys like to be porn stars?"

"What, do porn films?" Joe asked excitedly.

"Yes; I'm setting up a gay porn film business to show on-line and users would pay to download the full video. It makes good money both for me as the producer and you as the performers. I've got two other guys interested and I reckon we could make some great films. I could use you guys almost full-time."

"I'm not sure Bill would agree to that" Tom commented.

"If you agreed, you'd leave Bill and work for me; I'd also find escort work for you; I know plenty of guys who'd pay good money to spend time with you two and you'd get a lot more of the share than you do from Bill. I know he takes most of what the client pays."

"If we stop working for Bill we'd have to find somewhere to live." Joe added.

"I've thought of that and I have a solution." Alastair went onto explain that he'd recently purchased a two bed apartment in Chelsea. "You could use that rent free in return for looking after it for me so you'd be responsible for keeping it clean and doing the washing. You guys would use one room and I'd have a bedroom for when I needed to stay over in London. The filming would take place here in a studio I'm setting up in the basement or outside such as we've done today or even in the London apartment. You'd pay for your own food but all other costs would be covered by me."

Tom and Joe were dumbfounded. It sounded a wonderful offer so Joe asked what fee they'd get for doing porn and escort work. When Alastair quoted the rates he had in mind, the two lads gasped. They were vastly higher than what Bill paid.

"What I'd like to do is drive you back to London after lunch and show you the apartment. You can then have a few days to think about it because I don't want an answer now; I want you to be quite sure about the offer and about doing porn that will be seen by guys all over the world."

The guys nodded still taking in what they'd been told. Alastair left them and they looked at each other.

"I for one am definitely up for it; how about you?" Joe asked.

"Too fucking right" Tom grinned "but how we get out of Bill's clutches I'm not sure."

When Alastair returned, Joe said they were both very interested but would do as he'd suggested and let him know in a couple of days. "We're just concerned about how Bill will take it when he finds out we're leaving."

"Don't you worry about Bill; I'll deal with him" Alastair laughed.

"Wow, this is some apartment" Joe exclaimed when they set foot in the Chelsea pad. It was in a Victorian mansion block but had been modernised. There was a large living room, a good sized kitchen and two good sized bedrooms, one of which would be Alastair's and the other Tom and Joe's. The bathroom had been converted into a wet room and contained a large bath that would take two people plus a large shower area.

"So you think you could live here okay?" Alastair smiled, enjoying the pleasure he was giving the two young lads. He'd come from nothing and had been given an opportunity to make something of himself, and he wanted to do the same for these two gorgeous guys.

"It's wonderful" Tom said, "I never dreamt I'd ever live in a place like this."

Joe suddenly threw his arms round Alastair and hugged him. "Thank you so much" he cried. Tom joined in and Alastair was overcome with emotion at the affection the two lads were showing him. He also enjoyed having the two young bodies up close against his and felt his body react but so far he'd not expected any sexual favours from them because he wanted them to see that his offer was genuine without strings attached. Just watching them have sex with themselves and with others was sufficient to satisfy his needs.

"Okay guys; you think about it and let me know in two days; if you accept, then I'll tell Bill."

Tom and Joe kissed him and made their way home almost dancing on air; they were so excited.

As soon as the lads returned, Bill told them he had more clients for them that evening. He didn't ask how things had gone with Alastair assuming they'd satisfied his needs. Joe's client was one who'd hired him before so knew he'd enjoy his night of sex. Tom's was a new one and had given instructions to meet him in a narrow passageway in Soho, which Tom thought odd but that was what Bill told him so he assumed it was okay.

He'd been told to be in the passageway no later than eight and to wait for Joshua, who was a thirty-year-old black guy. Tom found the location which was dark and spooky so kept an eye on who was around. A couple of guys walked past giving him the eye but didn't stop. Around ten past eight, a black guy walked towards him.

"I take it you're Tom" Joshua said as he grabbed Tom's arm and felt his crotch.

"Yes" Tom replied smelling the black guy's body aroma.

"Mm, nice; I'm gonna have fun with you tonight" Joshua grinned and pushed Tom up against the wall to kiss him. For a moment, Tom was shocked since clients didn't normally doing anything in public. As they kissed, Tom could feel Joshua's big hard cock pressing against his. He could also feel a hand unfastening his fly zip and plunging inside to have a feel. As instructed, he'd not worn any underwear so his naked cock was immediately in Joshua's hand. What was happening, excited Tom so the fact that anyone could walk along at any minute didn't bother him. Joshua slipped his other hand up inside Tom's T shirt and felt his nipples. "Yeah; you're a beauty."

Suddenly Joshua grabbed Tom's arm and almost dragged him along the passageway. When they reached a door, Joshua kicked it open and pushed Tom inside. It was dark but there was a light at the top of some stairs which provided a glimmer of light down below. Before Tom knew what was happening, Joshua was stripping him naked. He told Tom to bend over the second stair and hastily removed the tracksuit he was wearing. He pressed his naked body up against Tom's and it felt good. His black cock was rock hard and wanted action but first he wanted to have some fun with this cute lad.

"I understand you like a bit of S&M" Joshua giggled. Tom nodded having agreed to partake in that provided it was not too extreme. He then felt a spanking paddle strike his naked butt and he yelled. "Keep the noise down boy; can't have you disturbing the neighbours" he laughed although there were none to disturb since this was a back entrance to his workshop and his small flat upstairs. He'd dreamt of doing something like this for a long time which was why he'd contacted Bill and told him what he had in mind. Bill had charged him double the usual rate but he was prepared to pay. "Put your hands behind your back boy."

Tom felt his wrists being strapped together and his legs spread apart. "Perfect" Joshua said and gave a few more strokes with the spanking paddle. This time Tom gritted his teeth even though he could feel his arse going bright red. Next came Joshua's big black cock which stretched Tom's arse wide but once inside felt good. Joshua fucked for several minutes but didn't want to shoot his load just yet so pulled out. He grabbed hold of Tom's arms and led him through to his workshop. He'd closed the shutter to stop anybody seeing in so switched on a small lamp over his workbench. He sat on the bench and told Tom to suck his big cock. When he'd done that for several minutes, he told Tom to lay on the hard workbench and lift his legs. Joshua fitted leather ankle straps to each foot and pulled them wide apart before fixing them with rope to the bench. Tom's arse was now fully on show and Joshua thrust his big black cock inside.

"Ah fuck" Tom cried out but Joshua kept fucking. He wanted to use this beautiful arse to the full and had plans to do so all night. Tom found it uncomfortable lying on the hard bench with his hands tied behind his back but decided not to complain. Joshua had the ability to keep fucking for a long time before he shot his load which he didn't want to do until it was time to send this beauty home because he knew once he'd done so, that would be the end.

When he'd given Tom a good long hard fuck, he lifted him off the workbench and placed him on his desk with his knees bent over his head, his arse up in the air and his head resting on a cushion. Joshua climbed onto the desk and fucked Tom's arse from above. All Tom could do was moan and groan. After a while, he was placed on his knees and told to suck Joshua's big cock. When Joshua felt his climax starting to rise, he stopped the action and lifted Tom off the desk. He carried him over to a wall, unfastened his wrists and attached each hand to some hook bolts on the wall so his arms were outstretched. His legs were pulled wide apart and fitted with a spreader bar so he couldn't move. His feet were moved away from the wall so he was slightly stooped with his bottom sticking out.

Joshua picked up the spanking paddle again and gave Tom several more sharp slaps across his butt. Tom cried out as the pain shot through his body. It no sooner stopped when he felt Joshua's big cock being thrust into his arse again.

The action continued well into the early hours and Tom was so tired after his earlier sexual antics with Alastair, that in the end he hardly felt what was happening to him. Joshua fucked him in all kinds of positions; sometimes with his hands tied behind his back and on other occasions with them tied to wall bolts or pieces of machinery. The spanking paddle was used before each fuck so his butt was now stinging as was his arse from all the fucking. When daylight finally broke through, Joshua fucked him for one last time and shot his load inside the lad.

"Ah fuck; fuck; fuck" he cried as each ribbon of hot creamy cum filled Tom's arse. When he was finished, he pulled out and gave Tom's buttocks another final hard smack with his hand. Tom flinched because it stung like hell.

"Up the stairs boy."

Tom slowly made his way up the steep stairs hardly able to move since his arse and his whole body ached so much. Joshua led him into a bathroom where he was told to have a shower. When he'd done so, Joshua gave him a drink of water.

"Now fuck off boy" Joshua laughed. "You'll find your clothes downstairs and make sure you close the door behind you, otherwise the next time I hire you, I'll really give you a thrashing."

"In your dreams mate" Tom said to himself as he made his way down the steep stairs and found his clothes which he hastily put on whilst Joshua watched him from the top. He opened the door and the bright morning light shone in his eyes. He closed the door behind him and made his way back home. As he walked, he thought about the life he and Joe would have with Alastair. If he'd had any doubts about Alastair's offer, he certainly didn't now.

When he got home he fell into bed exhausted. He woke several hours later to find the guy he loved lying beside him.

"How was your night?" Joe grinned.

"Fucking awful; how was yours?"

"Yeah, okay but the whole time I was thinking about Alastair's offer."

"Same here and I'm definitely happy to accept."

Joe said he was too and they kissed. "I love you Tom; I love you very much." It was the first time either had expressed their love for each other but now they were about to embark on a new life, Joe felt it was time he told the guy beside him how much he loved him.

Tom pulled Joe into a kiss and then looked into his eyes. "I love you too and want to spend the rest of my life with you."

That was all both wanted to know so without further talk they made love. This wasn't just sex but pure love which involved fucking each other to show how much they loved one another.

When they'd showered, they went to the kitchen to get some food. Both were starving.

"Alastair has hired you guys again for tomorrow night" Bill said whilst they were eating their meal. He then passed them a slip of paper with an address on it. It was the apartment in Chelsea.

They made their way to Chelsea feeling on top of the world. As soon as they were inside the apartment, Alastair kissed them. "I thought we'd eat here first before I take you to a private member's club." He then explained what he wanted them to do if they were willing. Both grinned and said they'd be happy to oblige. "It will be a good advert for our new venture, assuming you're both still interested in joining me."

Both guys said they'd definitely like to accept the offer so they discussed when they'd leave Bill. Joe had a feeling that as soon as Bill heard, he'd want them to go which suited Alastair's plans. Since Tom was more proficient at cooking, he helped Alastair cook their meal whilst Joe laid the table. When they'd finished their meal, Joe and Tom cleared away the dishes and they made their way to the private member's club. Having signed the two lads in as his guests, Alastair instructed the barman to put their drinks on his tab. What Tom and Joe didn't know was that the club was owned by Alastair and Julian. When the barman had given the lads their drinks, they moved further into the club. When they'd gone, Alastair told the senior barman what was about to happen so not to intervene. As the club attracted gay guys in senior positions within industry, commerce and government, there was a rule that no photography was allowed and that anything that took place within the club had to be kept confidential.

The club was long and narrow with a bar at one end and padded bench seats at various points along the walls plus chairs and tables scattered around. As instructed, Tom and Joe found a bench seat halfway down the club and immediately started kissing each other. The kiss became intense and hands started feeling each other all over. After a few minutes, they commenced undressing each other. First their T shirts were taken off and tossed to one side, then their jeans were unfastened so they could access their hard organs. After a while, their jeans and trainers were discarded and they continued making love wearing just a thong. Several guys nearby were now interested in what was going on and moved their chairs nearer to watch the action. The bulges inside the thongs clearly showed that both guys were excited and the onlookers waited to see if naked flesh would appear.

Seeing the interest being shown, other guys within the club started moving nearer until everyone present was either standing or sitting watching. The two barmen grinned and ignored the action having been told by Alastair to let it happen.

Tom and Joe were now aware of the interest they'd caused which of course was the whole purpose of Alastair's plan so they each plunged a hand down inside the other's thong to expose their hard-ons. Within minutes the thongs were discarded so they were now both stark naked. Joe lubricated Tom's erection and straddled him so he could sit on the long hard cock. The onlookers watched on with great interest as the head slowly breached Joe's entrance whilst the pair continued kissing as if they were totally unaware of others watching. Once fully inside him, Joe slowly rode the long organ as he let out groans of ecstasy.

After several minutes of Joe riding his cock, Tom twisted round so he was lying flat on the padded bench with Joe still riding his cock. Joe then slowly massaged his own erection so the onlookers could see what he was doing. Several minutes later, Tom muttered that he was about to cum so Joe lifted off to allow the ribbons of creamy cum spew over his entrance before sitting back on it again. He then continued riding the cock whilst he brought his own to a climax for all to see. By now several other members had their cocks out and were giving them a good massage.

When the action finally ended, there was a round of applause and the two lads grinned as they cleaned themselves up and got dressed. When they'd finished their drinks they went to find Alastair who introduced them to Julian.

"So you guys own this place" Joe exclaimed.

"Yep; and flyers about the new porn website are now being placed on each table so soon you'll be well known porn stars" Alastair grinned. He'd already uploaded the footage he'd filmed a few days before to start things off. Now the lads had given their final decision concerning his offer, not that he had any doubts they wouldn't accept, he'd also spoken to Bill and told him the news. As expected, Bill was not pleased, so Alastair warned the lads that it was likely they'd be out on the street within twenty-four hours but their new home awaited them.

As predicted, when Tom and Joe got home later that night, Bill was waiting for them.

"Pack your bags and go; I want you out by tomorrow lunchtime" he growled although secretly he was pleased for the lads. Tom was now twenty and Joe twenty-one so he knew he'd soon lose them. Besides, he'd already found two more young lads to take their place so things worked out well but he wasn't going to tell them that.

Tom and Joe went to bed and once stripped off snuggled down together. "You're quite sure about being a porn star and working for Alastair" Joe asked Tom.

"Of course; aren't you?"

Joe grinned and pulled Tom's naked body against his. "Yeah, of course I am; as long as I'm beside you I don't care a fuck what we do."

Even though they'd already made love at the club, they were soon at it again. Their appetite for sex was never ending, and long may it last since their future depended on it.

Before they had breakfast the following morning, Joe called Alastair to give him their news. He wasn't surprised so told the lads to pack up and meet him at the Chelsea apartment. He'd not told Bill that he'd also offered the lads accommodation and he suggested they not tell him either. "Let him think he's turning you out on the street with nowhere to go" Alastair laughed.

When they went to have their breakfast, Bill reminded them to be out by lunchtime. The lads nodded but said nothing trying to keep a grin from spreading across their face. After breakfast they cleared the fridge of all the food they'd bought and went to pack. It didn't take long so within an hour they were ready to go. They collected their bags and stuck their heads into Bill's office to return their keys.

"Good luck guys; fuck knows why you want to work for Alastair but I hope for your sake it works out well. You've both been fucking good escorts so I shall miss you."

For a moment both lads were taken aback by Bill's words. They all shook hands and made their way.

"Wow; that was a surprise" Tom commented as they walked to the tube station.

"Well, here goes; off to a new life" Joe giggled.

When they arrived at their new home, Alastair opened his arms and welcomed them. He went through everything they needed to know about the apartment, gave them keys and left them to unpack.

"I've lined up a couple of clients for you for this evening. They've paid the fee and I've transferred that into your bank accounts having taken my ten percent as agreed. I'm off back to Oxfordshire now so I'll see you tomorrow afternoon to start filming."

Both guys thanked him and unpacked their things. Within the hour they had everything packed away and had explored their new home. Neither could really believe this was now where they'd be living and kept on hugging themselves just to make sure they weren't dreaming it all. They next went to the local supermarket to stock up on supplies.

The two clients that evening lived in Hammersmith so not that far away. They were friends and wanted a foursome. When they saw the two young lads standing on the doorstep they licked their lips with anticipation. Both were in their mid-thirties and liked sex in all its forms including being fisted with four fingers. Tom and Joe had a great time with them and they became regular clients. They arrived home in the early hours so went straight to bed since they had to be up in the morning to take the coach to Oxford where Pablo would meet them at the coach station and drive them to Alastair's house.

They spent the next three days filming, sometimes just the two of them and on other occasions with another two guys that Alistair had found. Tom and Joe loved what they did, especially when it was outside in the garden. They also did more filming in the wooded copse which was fun and they had scenes in which Pablo was involved. They returned to London feeling on top of the world. Alastair had also lined up more clients to keep them employed between filming sessions.

Several months later when they were walking in Soho, Tom suddenly stopped and hid behind a parked van. "Fuck" he exclaimed.

"What?" Joe asked wondering why Tom was looking so worried.

"That guy over there; I'm sure it's my father."

Joe looked at the man Tom pointed out and frowned. "Why would he be in London?"

"Looking for me I expect; if he sees me he's likely to kill me for leaving him in the lurch all those years ago."

"Are you sure it's him; from what you've told me he doesn't look like a drunkard."

"You don't know my father; he's capable of anything so if he thinks he needs to look normal, then that's what he'll do. See, he's looking round clearly searching for someone. The fucker probably guessed I'd come to London so is trying to find me.

Whilst Tom was wondering what to do, a black woman and two teenage girls came running up to the man. He hugged them and Tom heard one of the girls say "Hi dad".

"What the fuck; that can't be him; my father hates black people like he does gays."

"Come on, let's go home" Joe said and put his arm round his lover. He knew that Tom had always been afraid of his father catching up with him but from what he'd said, the likelihood seemed slim.

"That guy was the spitting image of him."

"Except not drunk."

"That was the problem; sometimes he was normal, which is how he held down his job and at other times he'd be totally drunk and physically abusive."

"You can't spend the rest of your life looking over your shoulder my love; it will send you crazy."

"I know, but what can I do?"

"You could always confront him to tell him you're not afraid of him and have made a life of your own. I'd come with you and if he tries anything he'd get a nasty shock because I did Judo at school and can throw a guy twice my size."

Tom giggled and said he'd make sure he didn't piss Joe off. "I mean it Tom; I'd tell him if he tried to harm you he'd have me to deal with."

Tom was overcome with emotion and pulled the guy he loved so much into his arms. He knew he had to stop looking over his shoulder and expecting his father to be there waiting to pounce. "Would you really do that for me?"

"Of course I would; I love you and will do anything for you."

Tom thought for a moment. Joe was right, he had to confront his father and now he was an adult it was time he did so. They discussed a plan and decided to travel down to Devon and confront his father but first they needed to speak to Alastair to get time off. They'd been busy filming for the past few days and knew he wanted to do more having found other guys willing to perform. In addition, they had escort clients to satisfy.

They spoke to Alastair who said the filming could wait for a few days because he had plenty to edit and upload. Already business on the website was booming so things were going well. He agreed that Tom had to confront his father and that Joe should be with him. Clients could also wait; they couldn't expect the guys to be available twenty-four-seven. Tom didn't want to forewarn his father that he was going down so instead he called a neighbour who knew Tom and knew what his father was like. The neighbour confirmed that Tom's father was around and that he'd lost his job due to a fight he'd got into at work one day.

"He was blind drunk so the boss sacked him on the spot. He still drinks but not as much and he's been banned from the local pub."

Tom wasn't sure whether that was good news or not but he'd decided to go so kept to his plan. "Don't tell him that I'm coming will you."

"Don't worry Tom; I always keep well away from him; we never speak."

Tom and Joe decided to go down early on the Saturday morning. If they got the seven o'clock train from Paddington, they could be in Exeter by nine-thirty and grab a cab to the small village where Tom used to live. Having confronted his father, they would get a cab back to Exeter and be back in London late afternoon. It would be a long day, but worth it.

The train journey was tedious and Tom was deep in thought the whole way. He went over and over in his mind what he was going to say to his father and the likely reaction. His mind also went back to when he ran away from home and his journey to London. Despite what happened on that journey, it was worth it because he'd met the guy he loved with all his heart and who was now sitting beside him as his guardian. When they came out of the station they grabbed a taxi to drive them the half hour journey to the small village he'd never thought he'd see again. They told the driver they'd need a cab back in about an hour's time so he agreed to collect them from the local bar just down the road from where he dropped them off. It suited him since he'd been working since the early hours so he'd have a rest.

"Are you okay my love?" Joe asked.

"Yeah; let's get this over."

Tom knocked on the front door and heard his father shout out "Who the fuck is it?" Tom knocked again not wanting to say it was him. After about a minute, his father opened the door. "What the fuck do you want?"

His father didn't wait for a reply and Tom gave none. Instead he and Joe followed him into the living room where he stood and looked at his son defiantly ignoring Joe. "Come crawling back have you?" he sneered.

"No; I've come to tell you that you're a drunken sot and I left because of the brutal way you treated me and to tell you that I know you killed my mother."

"She spilled cooking oil and slipped on it."

"No she didn't; I saw you hit her and pour the cooking oil round her to make it look as if she'd slipped; then you left her lying there for several hours until you called the police."

"You're lying" he shouted.

"No I'm not; I've got photos to prove it. You're a drunkard; you've even lost your job because of your drink and you've been banned from the pub."

"How'd you know that?"

"Never mind; but I'm no longer afraid of you and I'm not useless like you always told me; and get this into your alcohol soaked head; if anything happens to me, those photos will go straight to the police and you'll be charged with manslaughter."

His father went white in the face knowing he'd killed his wife. He moved forward and lifted his hand as if to hit his son but Joe was too quick for him and stepped between them. "Don't even think of it; if you lay a hand on Tom you'll have me to deal with."

The man sneered at Joe. "And what the fuck do you think a useless wimp like you can do to someone my size?"

"This" Joe said as he used one of his Judo moves and within seconds had the man sprawling on the floor. He was shocked because of the suddenness of the move and looked up at Joe who was still towering over him. "And that's just a sample of what I'd do to you" Joe said as he flashed a flick knife in the man's face. "By the time I'd finished, you'd wish you'd never been born."

"Who the fuck is this?" Tom's father managed to ask his son.

"He's my boyfriend; we live together" Tom grinned, enjoying the sight of his father floundering on the floor.

"You're both disgusting" Tom's father sneered as he tried to get up.

"You're the one who's disgusting because of your drinking habits and how you treated Tom for years, and the way you killed his mother; Tom doesn't belong to you or anyone" Joe shouted as he pushed the man to the ground with his foot.

The two lads about turned and left Tom's father sprawled on the floor. They slammed the front door behind them and made their way to the local pub to find their taxi driver.

"I think that went rather well" Tom giggled.

"You were brilliant my love."

"And so were you; where the fuck did you get that flick knife from?"

"I took it off a boy at school who reckoned he could bully everyone just like your father but he soon learnt he couldn't; I brought it with me just in case he attempted to kill you" Joe laughed.

They found the taxi driver resting in his cab so climbed in the back. Within half an hour they were back in Exeter but had just missed a train so decided to have some lunch and catch the next one. They eventually arrived home early evening and fell into each other's arms.

"Do you feel you've got him out of your system now?"

Tom nodded.

"So no more looking over your shoulder afraid he's about to pounce on you."

"Nope; I reckon he got the message. Despite appearing to be a tough guy, I realised today that in fact he's a vulnerable drunken man who I doubt will ever bother me again."

They went into their bedroom and within seconds were both naked on the bed. They made love and had the most wonderful sex ever.

Tom and Joe continued to enjoy life doing porn films and as male escorts. They enjoyed working for Alastair who became a good friend as well as their employer. As Joe had told his father, he now belonged to nobody.