Author: ElyVanity 
Title: The Rent Boy Client 04 
Part: 4 
Summary: Tony spends some time with his young boyfriend while 
young Dylan is pimped out by JT. 
Keywords: Mm17, Mb12, oral, anal, drugs

Disclaimer - This is entirely a work of fiction. Please do not
attempt any of this in real life. If it is not legal for you to
read this where you are, then leave as I have not intended to
distribute this work to places where it is illegal to read this
material.

Notes to Readers - I appreciate feedback and hearing from
readers. Please email me at elyvanity at safe-mail.net - Ely
Vanity

The Rent Boy Client - 4 
by Ely Vanity

Summer 2014 - Chicago Illinois

  It was still dark outside when Tony woke up. The hallway light
was on, dimly illuminating the living room. Tony was on the couch
where he had fallen asleep, but a blanket had been spread over
him. His laptop was powered down and closed, the photo album of
Robbie was also closed and was sitting on top of his laptop. His
wine glass was nowhere in sight. Tony got up and went into the
bathroom that was off the hallway. He relieved himself, brushed
his teeth, and washed his face. He turned off the hallway light
and made his way into his bedroom. He stripped down and slide
into the queen size bed.

  Shane stirred as Tony spooned against his back. "You okay?"
asked Shane.

  "Yeah, my new client just brought back some old memories.
Thanks for cleaning up after me. Sorry I didn't call you," said
Tony. He kissed the back of the seventeen-year-old boy's neck as
he ran his hand over the short buzzed blond hair on the side of
the boy's head. Shane had recently used clippers to buzz the hair
on the sides and back of his head while leaving the top long. He
explained to Tony that he wanted a fun hair style before cutting
it short for college.

  "It's okay, just don't make a habit of it. We don't have many
nights left together before I leave for college," answered Shane.
The teen technically lived in the flat upstairs with his
biological mom, Diana, and her partner Rebecca, but he spent most
of his time down at Tony's place.

  Tony had known Shane since the boy was eight years old, when
Shane and his moms moved into the flat upstairs. It was obvious
even at that age that Shane was gay. His moms had encouraged him
to spend time with Tony; the considered the openly gay attorney
to be a good role-model for their fledgling gay son.

  When Shane was thirteen, the boy finally mustered up the
courage to start openly flirting with Tony and making subtle
passes. At first Tony did his best to ignore the boy's advances,
figuring it was just a phase and that Shane would eventually give
up. When Shane became more blatant about wanting to have sex with
him, Tony had rebuffed the boy. He tried explaining to Shane that
he was just a boy and was too young to be having sex with someone
as old as him. Tony told Shane that they could never be more than
just friends. Shane did not handled the rejection well; he spent
a few days crying and sulking in his room upstairs.

  Eventually Diana was able to get Shane to admit that he was
depressed because he had been rejected by a 'boy' he really
liked. Diana approached Tony, asking him if he could speak to
Shane. She explained that the boy had his heart broken for the
first time by another boy. Tony had a good relationship with
Diana, so he admitted that he was the 'boy' that broke her son's
heart. Tony also told her that though he loved Shane, he didn't
want to ruin his relationship with her and Rebecca, or do
anything that would hurt Shane, or land him in jail. He repeated
to Diana what he told Shane about them never being able to be
more than friends.

  That evening Diana and Rebecca had a long talk and then talked
with Shane. They told Shane that they knew Tony was the person
who Shane had a crush on and was turned down by. Shane opened up
and told his moms how he really felt about Tony. They gave their
blessing to the relationship. Finally they spoke with Tony again
and convinced him that as long as he always put Shane's best
interests first and he encourages Shane to attend an out of state
college after high school, that they would allow Tony and Shane
to have whatever relationship the pair wanted.

  Even with Diana and Rebecca's approval, Tony had taken it slow
with Shane. Their intimacy was limited to kissing and making out
with their clothes on for the first couple of weeks. Then they
progressed to mutual masturbation followed by sucking each other.
After two months Tony agreed to start fucking. At first though he
only let Shane fuck him as he was scared of hurting the boy. It
had been another two weeks before Tony finally gave in to Shane's
demands and fucked the boy. By then Shane was well prepared, as
he had been fucking himself with a dildo for several weeks
beforehand. Rebecca had bought it for him after she got tired of
the boy always stealing one of hers from her nightstand drawer.

  As Tony nuzzled the boy's neck, he grew hard. His cock grew to
its full seven inches and he pressed it against the teen's ass.
Shane reached back and guided Tony's cock into his ass; he had
lubed himself up before going to bed in the hopes that Tony would
be horny when he finally came to bed. Tony sighed as his cock was
embraced by Shane's ass. He reached around and grabbed the boy's
own six inch cock. He slowly stroked the boy's cock in time with
his own thrusts into the boy's ass.

  When he felt Shane's lithe body start to shake from his
approaching orgasm, Tony picked up his pace. Shane cried out as
the combination of Tony's hand stroking his cock, and the man's
cock rubbing his prostate caused him to climax. He shot his teen
seed all over Tony's hand and the bed sheets. The feeling of
Shane's ass spasming around his cock was enough to put Tony over
the edge and he shot his large load into his young lover's ass.

  After Tony was finished coming, Shane rolled over and kissed
him. Their tongues dueled as they ground their bodies together.
Tony broke their kiss saying, "I love you Shane."

  "I love you too," replied Shane.

***

Spring 2012 - Outside of Moline, Illinois

  Dylan walked into the house just in time to see Glen putting
his shotgun on a rack that was hanging on the wall next to the
door. The front door opened into a living room. Two worn old
coaches sat across a coffee table that had a large bong sitting
on it. A kitchen was visible through a doorway opposite the main
door and a hallway led out of the room to the rest of the house.
Classic rock played from a stereo in corner. Fortunately the
house was warm, so Dylan was comfortable despite being naked. JT
took a seat on one of the couches and Dylan, following his lead,
sat down next to him. "Why did he make us strip down?" he
whispered to JT.

  JT laughed. "He wanted to make sure I wasn't wearing a wire. As
for you, well, he just likes seeing cute boys like you naked," he
said as he reached down and fondled Dylan's little dick.

  Glen walked over to a bookcase and picked up a metal cash box.
He carried it over and set it on the coffee table before sitting
down on the couch opposite them. He opened the box and pulled out
what looked like a really thick joint and a cookie wrapped in
cellophane. "You like to get high kid?" he asked Dylan.

  "Yes sir," answered Dylan. JT and Glen laughed at Dylan's
answer.

  "Told you he was precious," said JT.

  "Here, eat this kid. It will get you really high," said Glen as
he tossed the cookie to Dylan.

  Dylan caught it and looked at it skeptically. JT patted his
thigh and said, "Go ahead Dylan. We are staying here tonight, and
you need to do whatever Glen tells you to do. Got it?"

  Dylan looked over at JT and nodded. He unwrapped the cookie and
started eating. It was a sugar cookie that was heavily laced with
marijuana. It didn't taste great, but the sugar made it edible.
As Dylan was finishing the cookie, Glen lit the fat joint. He
took a hit and passed it to JT. Dylan noticed it smelt different
than a regular joint; it also had the distinct smell of burning
tobacco. "It's a spliff, a mix of pot and tobacco," explained JT
when he saw Dylan looking at it curiously. JT took a drag off of
it and held it out to Dylan, "Here, you can smoke a little of
this while you wait for the cookie to hit you."

  As Dylan was taking a hit off the spliff, JT reached down and
resumed fondling Dylan's soft cock. He leaned in and sucked on
the boy's earlobe. "Get hard for us, show us your cute dick," he
whispered. Dylan leaned back on the couch, spreading his legs to
give JT access to his crotch and giving Glen a better view. He
handed the large joint back to JT. It didn't take long for
Dylan's cock to get hard.

  "Told you he was a horny little stoner boy. So we got a deal?"
asked JT as he looked over at Glen. Dylan noticed that Glen was
squeezing his own cock through the thin material of his boxers.

  "Yeah, we got a deal," said Glen.

  As Dylan was wondering exactly what deal the two men had made,
JT grabbed his arm and pushed him to his feet. "Go sit with Glen.
You two are going to have a lot of fun tonight," said JT.

  Dylan walked over to the large biker. He was going to sit down
next to Glen when the man grabbed him and pulled him onto his
lap. The three sat in the living room smoking the spliff and
listening to classic rock for a while. Eventually Glen turned and
yelled down the hall, "Chico get your ass out here!"

  A few moments later, a small naked Mexican boy walked out of
the hallway and into the living room. He was about nine years
old, and like Dylan, he was naked. He held an old Gameboy in his
right hand and looked first at Glen then at Dylan and finally JT.

  "You ever had your dick sucked by a nine-year-old boy," asked
Glen as he ran his hands over Dylan's naked body.

  "No sir," answered Dylan honestly.

  "Chico, suck," ordered Glen as he pointed to Dylan's hard three
inch boy cock. The little boy walked over, set his Gameboy down
on the coffee table, and stood in front of Dylan and Glen. Chico
bent over and took Dylan's cock into his mouth while Glen wrapped
his arms around Dylan and held him in place. Dylan could feel
Glen's hard cock pressing against his ass through the man's
boxers. The boy's soft wet mouth devoured Dylan's cock and caused
him to moan with pleasure. He leaned back against Glen as Chico
gave him a blowjob that was ten times better than the ones JT or
Brent had given him.

  JT took off his boxers and started stroking his cock as he
watched the little Latino boy giving Dylan a blowjob as Glen was
stroking Dylan's chest; teasing and pinching his hard nipples.
Between the expert blowjob and the man stimulating his sensitive
nipples, Dylan was not able to last long. He groaned and ground
his ass down on Glen's erection as he fired his small immature
load into the nine-year-old cocksucker's mouth. While Dylan was
recovering from his orgasm, he saw JT get up and grab a bottle of
lube off the bookcase then sat back down on the couch.

  Glen reached down and grabbed the Mexican boy's arm, pulling
him back up to his feet. "Chico fuck," he said to the boy as he
pointed over at JT. The boy turned and walked over to where JT
was sitting on the couch. He climbed up onto the couch and got on
his hands and knees with his ass facing JT.

  JT reached out and ran his hands over the little boy's smooth
brown ass. He lubed up his finger and started playing with the
boy's hole. He stroked his finger along the crack and pressed it
into the boy's little rosebud; it slide in easily. "Damn, this
slut's got an eager little cunt," said JT.

  Dylan was starting to feel the effects of the pot cookie as he
sat in Glen's lap. The man's hands caressing him felt amazing.
Glen leaned in and licked Dylan's earlobe then whispered, "You're
mine for the evening you little drug whore. JT traded your ass
for a night with my little wetback slave boy. You okay with
that?"

  "Yes sir," answered Dylan, feeling really good at that moment.
He remembered seeing a truck and a motorcycle out front, so he
asked Glen a question, "Is it just you and the boy here?" Dylan
wanted to know if he was just going to have to satisfy Glen, or
if there was another man that he would be expected to serve. The
pot was making him very horny and the idea of being used by
multiple men excited him.

  "Just me and the boy here. The truck and bike are both mine.
You disappointed you're not going to get gangbanged?" asked Glen
as he reached down past the boy's hard cock and started rubbing
his finger around the boy's asshole.

  Dylan was going to respond and answer the question but he was
finding it hard to focus, so he just moaned in pleasure. The pot
in the cookie was really starting to hit him hard. He was way
more stoned than he had ever been before. He found it hard to
hold a thought and his small body seemed to be melting into
Glen's larger one. He heard a gasp of pain from across the room.
He saw that JT was laying on the couch and the Mexican boy was
sitting on JT's cock with his back to the man as JT held the boy
by the waist.

  "Oh fuck, what a sweet ass your little boy has Glen," said JT
as he thrust his hips up while pulling the boy down until his
dick was all the way buried up the boy's ass.

  "I think it's time to give them some privacy," said Glen as he
stood up, still holding Dylan. He carried Dylan down the hallway
towards the master bedroom. Glen put Dylan down on a large bed
then proceeded to turn on several professional photography lights
that were in the room. Dylan was barely able to focus enough to
see that Glen was walking around him taking pictures with a
digital camera. At one point Glen turned him over and spread his
legs so that he could take pictures of his ass.

  After Glen was done taking pictures, he set the camera down and
turned on a video camera that was mounted on a tripod at the foot
of the bed. He stripped off his boxers, giving Dylan his first
view of his thick cut cock. It was not yet hard, but was already
five inches long. Glen walked over to the bed and positioned the
twelve-year-old runaway so that he was on his back with his head
hanging off the side of the bed. Dylan's long brown hair hung
down to the floor. Glen stood over the boy's head, his cock
inches above the boy's face. Dylan was so high that he could
barely focus on the cock dangling above him. "Open up boy,"
demanded Glen.

  Dylan opened his mouth and Glen leaned forward; the man's thick
cock filled his mouth. "Suck it bitch," growled Glen as he
started to thrust his cock in and out of the boy's mouth. His
cock slowly started to stiffen. Glen braced himself with his arms
on the bed as he started to fuck the boy's throat. Dylan choked
and gagged on the man's large cock; a result of the combination
of the size of Glen's cock and Dylan's barely conscious state.

  Once his cock was hard and had reached its full eight inches,
Glen pulled it out of Dylan's throat. "Time to tap that sweet ass
that you been rubbing against me all night," said Glen. He easily
flipped Dylan over on the bed and lined him up so that the video
camera would get a good side view. He pulled Dylan's ass cheeks
apart and spit on the boy's pink puckered hole. "Beg for my cock
you whore," said Glen. When Dylan didn't respond he gave the boy
a hard slap on his ass. "I said beg for my cock you whore," he
demanded.

  The hard slap brought Dylan out of his drugged stupor. "Fuck me
sir. Give me your cock. Breed me," said Dylan softly.

  It wasn't really begging, but it was close enough for the burly
biker. Glen hocked up some more phlegm and spat it out onto the
boy's asshole. He lined his thick cock up with the boy's spit
covered asshole and pressed forward. The pain of the man's cock
splitting him open would have been unbearable if Dylan had not
been tripping his balls off. Dylan started hallucinating as Glen
tore into his ass, using just their combined spit for lube.

  Dylan was lying on his bed back in Ray's mobile home. He was
being fucked by Brent, the blond teenage pot dealer. Ray opened
the door and stood in the doorway. Then it wasn't Ray anymore but
some other man and instead of yelling at him like Ray did, the
man smiled at the two boys fucking on the bed, giving them his
approval. Dylan was in heaven, getting fucked by a cute boy and
being accepted instead of rejected. He groaned as a powerful
orgasm washed over him.

  Back in reality, Glen was pounding Dylan's ass, long dicking
Dylan as the boy came. He rolled them over so that he was on his
back and Dylan was laying on top on him, their feet both towards
the camera. Glen pulled the boy's legs back so that the camera
and JT, who was standing in the doorway stroking himself, had
good views of his cock thrusting in and out of the boy's ass.
Glen let out a loud grunt as he came, firing six large spurts of
cum deep into the boy's ass.

  After he recovered from his orgasm, Glen got up and shut off
the camera. He turned off the lights and put the expensive
equipment away. He walked into the living room and saw that JT
was going another round with Chico's ass; he had the boy pinned
underneath him on the couch as he fucked him hard. Glen sat down
on the couch and smoked a bowl from the bong. He sat back on the
couch and stroked himself while watching his slave boy get
fucked. Once he was hard again, Glen got up and went back to the
bedroom. He positioned Dylan on his back and pushed the boy's
knees up to his chest then pounded his cock into the boy until he
came a second time inside the boy's guts. Finally satiated, Glen
went to the bathroom, turned off the lights and crawled into bed
with Dylan.

  Dylan didn't know if he was asleep and dreaming, or awake and
still hallucinating but either the Mexican boy or the younger
version of himself crawled onto the bed cuddled against him. The
younger boy reached over and stroked Dylan's cock until it got
hard, then backed his ass up onto Dylan's hard little cock. Dylan
hugged the little boy tight and gently fucked him. After a few
minutes of thrusting into the boy's soft little ass, Dylan shot
his load into the boy.

  When Dylan woke up in the morning, Chico was spooned up against
him. He could hear Glen and JT talking in the living room. "If
you do me a favor, I'll let you stop by and fuck my boy again on
your way home," said Glen.

  "I'd love to fuck him again! What do you want me to do?" asked
JT eagerly.

  "Well since you planning on dropping Dylan off at Arnie's, I
want you to deliver a package to Arnie for me. It will save me a
trip," said Glen.

  "I don't know man, transporting the amount of shit you deal in
could get me some serious time," said JT.

  "Not as much as you'll do if they catch you transporting a
minor across state lines for sex," laughed Glen, "I know you want
to fuck my little brown boy again, and all you have to do is drop
off a bag and bring back an envelope."

  It took JT a few seconds to make up his mind, but he finally
agreed, "Okay, I'll do it."

  "Good, oh and if you use any of it, I'll kill you. Also tell
Rick that if the envelope is light I will kill him and you. Got
it?" threatened Glen.

  "Yeah, I got it," answered JT.

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