Author: ElyVanity 
Title: The Rent Boy Client 06 
Part: 6 
Summary: Tony deals with the aftermath of the court hearing. 
Young Dylan gets to know Danny better. 
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
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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 - 6 
by Ely Vanity

Summer 2014, Chicago

  Tony was still in a state of shock as he walked out of the
courtroom. He found the allegation that Dylan might be mixed up
in a triple homicide hard to believe. He knew the boy was
claiming there was some type of conspiracy against him, and that
he didn't trust the police, but Tony had been defending criminals
long enough to know that was a common delusion among the guilty.
He wondered if he was treating Dylan differently because of the
boy's resemblance to his first boyfriend and his own guilt over
what had happened to Robbie.

  After a few minutes, he shook off his doubts and got to work.
The boy was still his client, and he had promised to do all he
could to help him. He pulled out his phone and called Roger
Gunderson at New Beginnings. Roger answered the phone, "New
Beginnings, this is Roger, how may I help you?"

  "Roger, it's Tony. I just wanted to let you know that the judge
approved my client's transfer to New Beginnings. Also, there have
been a few developments that I thought you should be aware of
before you took the boy. It seems his fingerprints were found at
the scene of a triple homicide," said Tony.

  "Oh jeez," said Roger in his distinct accent.

  "Personally, I suspect that Dylan was just staying at the
location. I do not believe he is a murderer. But, I would like
you to have one of your staff conduct a psychological evaluation
on him. The boy may be paranoid, or there may be someone out to
get him. Hell, it might be both for all I know. If you don't want
to take him, I'll understand," said Tony.

  "Oh no, I'll still take 'em. We both love the hard cases,"
replied Roger.

  "Thank you Roger. I owe you for this," said Tony.

  "You take care of yourself Tony. I don't want you checking back
in," said Roger.

  "Don't worry. Seeing Dylan is enough to remind me why I quit,"
said Tony. The two men said their goodbyes.

  After he was done talking with Roger, Tony called Barbara
Jordon at Social Services. He informed her of the morning's
developments; she was not happy to hear the news. "Tony, it was
already going to be hard enough to place him with the gun charge,
but with this news, I don't think I'll be able to match him with
any of our foster families. We have to disclose all the
information we have about any possible criminal history and
pending criminal investigations. He will likely have to go to a
group home once he is out of rehab," said Barbara.

  "What if I found a new foster family for him? I think I might
be able to convince my neighbors to take him in," said Tony. He
had already been kicking around the idea of asking Diana and
Rebecca if they would be willing to take Dylan when he was
released from New Beginnings.

  "Well, I would need to interview them, conduct a background
check and home inspection. It would take a bit, but I could fast
track it, if they are willing," answered Barbara.

  "Dylan's going to be at New Beginnings for at least thirty
days, and I can probably get that extended to sixty days if
needed. So we have a few days to dot all the i's and cross all
the t's. Let me talk to them this weekend. If they agree, you can
get started on all the red tape on Monday," said Tony.

  Tony headed back to the office where he had to spend the rest
of the day working on all the other cases that were on his desk.
Tony knew it would be pointless for him to visit with Dylan again
while he was still in jail as the boy would not give him honest
answers while he thought the police were spying on him. It might
do more harm than good as Tony was still angry about getting
blindsided in court. He did send Andy over to the jail to meet
with Dylan in order to explain how the transfer process would
work, and let Dylan know that Tony would be visiting him at New
Beginnings on Monday.

***

Spring 2012 - Chicago

  After Dylan finished licking and sucking Arnie's cock clean,
the man literally kicked him out of bed, pushing him off the bed
with his foot. "Get your ass out of my bed and back downstairs
boy. I'm done with you for now. If you want to stay beyond
Tuesday you better start earning yourself some money," said
Arnie.

  Dylan collected his underwear and left the room. He put his
underwear back on in the hallway then went downstairs to the
living room. He collapsed on the couch next to the rest of his
clothes and started crying. He felt worthless, unwanted, and
alone.

  Dylan was just about all cried out when an older teen walked
into the living room. He gave Dylan a sympathetic smile. "Don't
worry kid. I'll help you out. Come here," he said motioning for
Dylan to come to him. Dylan guessed the boy was Danny based on
what JT had told him about his cousin. He was nineteen, about six
feet tall, slim build, with shaggy dyed blond hair and light
brown eyes. He was wearing white basketball shorts and a black
sleeveless t-shirt. Dylan got up and walked over to the older
boy. Danny reached out and pulled Dylan in, hugging the boy
tightly. The twelve-year-old boy hugged the older teen.

  Danny guided the boy down the hall and into his room, keeping
an arm around the boy the entire time. He shut the door and
locked it behind them. Danny lay down on the bed, which was a
mattress on the floor, then pulled Dylan down and wrapped the boy
back up in a hug. "Shhh, let's take a nap and worry about your
problems after we get some rest," said Danny.

  Dylan nodded and stretched out next to Danny. He was tired as
he had not gotten much sleep the night before while staying with
Glen. Danny quickly feel asleep and eventually Dylan fell asleep
as well.

  When Dylan woke up from the afternoon nap, he felt better. He
saw that Danny was already awake and was sitting in the bed
texting on his phone. Dylan thought Danny was cute. After
admiring the older boy for a bit, he looked around the teen's
room. The place was a mess. Clothes were strewn randomly around
the floor. Dylan noticed a lot of brightly colored clothes,
including rainbow stripped long socks, black and white stripped
gloves, lots of black t-shirts with neon lettering and designs on
them. There were also a few strange items mixed in, like a belt
with a bushy tail sewn onto it and cat ear headband. There were a
few stuffed animals mixed in and an expensive laptop sitting on a
mini-fridge next to the bed that doubled as a nightstand.

  "You hungry? Thirsty?" asked Danny, finally realizing Dylan was
awake.

  "Yes, both," answered Dylan.

  Danny grabbed a bottle of water and a Clif Bar from next to his
side of the bed and handed them to Dylan, "Here, you can have
these for now. We'll go out and get some real dinner later."

  "Thanks," said Dylan. He ate and drank in silence while Danny
typed out more texts. "So, my loser of an uncle says you like
having sex with guys. That true? You gay and not just doing it
for money or a place to stay?" asked Danny without looking up
from his phone.

  Dylan blushed and swallowed his mouthful of water. "I don't
know, yeah I guess I enjoy it, but I've never really had sex just
to have sex. I masturbated with a friend once but we didn't touch
each other," said Dylan. He went on to tell Danny about his
experiences so far with Brent, JT, Glen, and Arnie. He finished
by telling Danny how Arnie made him suck his dick even though
there was a little bit of shit on it still.

  Danny laughed. "Yeah, Arnie is a fuckwad. There are a lot of
assholes out there like him though. You need to learn to clean
yourself out beforehand so that way your trick's dick will just
be covered in cum and lube. I'm willing to take you under my wing
and teach you the business if you want, but I'm not running a
charity, so it will cost you. You wanna learn how to be a
successful young entrepreneur in the big city?" asked Danny.

  Dylan finished the last of the Clif Bar while he gave the offer
some thought. He concluded that he didn't really have many other
options. He did sort of enjoy the sex, especially with Brent and
with JT at first. Danny seemed to be doing pretty well; he had a
lot of clothes, a smart phone, a mini-fridge, and an expensive
laptop. Dylan figured he might as well start making some money
instead of just trading sex for a place a stay and a meal. "Yeah,
but what will it cost me, I don't have any money," answered
Dylan, hoping that Danny might want to take it out in trade.

  Danny reached over and put his arm around Dylan's shoulders,
gently pulling him against his side. "Well, I was figuring during
your 'schooling' we would do several jobs together and we would
split the money. You can then pay me back out of your share for
any money I loan you while you are getting started. If you end up
seeing any of my clients by yourself, well, I'd expect you give
me a cut, as compensation for stealing my clients," explained
Danny.

  "So you are going to be my pimp," he said Dylan with a laugh.

  Danny smiled. "Well, yeah I guess it will sort of be like that
for a little bit at first. Except I'm not going to hit you and
don't expect me to come bail your ass out of jail if you get
busted. Although that shouldn't be a problem; I've got some
connections and can hook you up with a bit of protection if you
don't mind fucking a cop. Also, while I think you are cute for a
young dude, I'm not going to force you to have sex with me if you
don't want to. Of course, we'll probably have sex with each other
a few times as I'm introducing you to some clients," said Danny.
"That all sound okay?"

  Dylan nodded, "Yeah, okay."

  "Cool. You ready to go out and do some shopping to pick up a
few necessities?" asked Danny.

  "Can I take a shower? My ass is kind of dirty from earlier,"
said Dylan blushing.

  "Sure. Come on, I'll show you where the bathroom is and loan
you a towel," said Danny. He got up and stripped off his clothes.
He grabbed a couple towels from a stack of clean laundry and
tossed a towel to Dylan. On his way to the door he pulled a
shower caddy out of the closet. Danny unlocked his bedroom door
and held it open for Dylan. "You definitely want to get a room up
here if you can. Having unlimited access to the bathroom and a
door that locks is worth it. Don't crash downstairs in the
basement if you can avoid it; the guys down there will rape you
and rob you blind," explained Danny as the two boys made their
way down the hall and into the bathroom.

  The bathroom was fairly typical for an older house. Sink in a
vanity with a medicine cabinet above it, toilet, and a shower
over a tub. "What's that?" asked Dylan as he noticed the shower
head had an extra attachment, a metal hose that led to a narrow
six inch long black rubber nozzle at its head.

  "Ever had an enema?" asked Danny as way of an answer.

  "No," replied Dylan.

  "Well, there's a first time for everything. That's a shower
shot. Let's teach you how to properly clean out your ass and get
Arnie's cum out of there," said Danny as he turned on the shower.
Dylan stripped off his underwear.

  Once the water was warm, Danny directed Dylan to step into the
tub and lean against the wall. He grabbed some lube out of his
shower caddy and applied it to the rubber nozzle of the shower
shot. He inserted the nozzle into Dylan's ass then turned the nob
on the valve to send warm water shooting up into Dylan's ass.
After he was done rinsing out Dylan's ass a couple of times, they
both showered, returned to Danny's room, got dressed, then headed
out to do some shopping.

  Danny showed Dylan around the neighborhood as they headed to
the L. They took the Brown Line to the Red Line down to Boys
Town. They visited several stores, buying Dylan a couple pairs of
new jeans, a few t-shirts, and several pairs of underwear and
socks. They also picked him up a new backpack. They visited a
cell phone store where the manager came out to help them. The
manager seemed to know Danny and gave Dylan an appraising look.
Over the last couple of days Dylan had learned the signs of when
a guy was checking him out. Danny purchased a pre-paid cellphone
for Dylan, handing cash to the manager without completing any
paperwork. On their way back to the house they stopped and picked
up a pizza.

  As they were entering the house, they ran into Richie. The
sixteen year old was on his way out to go see a client. He was
not as skinny or as tall as Danny, having an average build. "This
must be the new kid Arnie was talking about," he said when he ran
into Dylan and Danny. Richie had thin medium length brown hair
and soft gray eyes. He was dressed in tight fitting white jeans
and a loose fitting white dress shirt over a 'wife-beater'
undershirt.

  "Richie this is Dylan; Dylan Richie," said Danny.

  "Hey," said Dylan.

  "Nice to meet you kid. We should get together and talk
sometime, I've got a few clients that we could do some doubles
with," said Richie.

  Danny made an exaggerated frown, "Clients you stole from me."

  "Not my fault I'm cuter and a better fuck," smirked Richie as
he headed out the door.

  "Lies," yelled Danny as he slammed the front door closed.

  Dylan and Danny ate their pizza while watching the television
in the living room. Arnie came down after a little bit. He sat
down in his recliner and demanded the remote control. Danny got
up and handed it to him. "You can have the rest of the pizza if
you want," he offered. He then turned to Dylan and motioned for
him to come with him. The two boys left Arnie in the living room
and retreated to Danny's bedroom.

  Danny plugged his laptop into some some portable speakers and
started playing some electronic dance music. He jumped on the bed
and motioned for Dylan to join him. The twelve-year-old boy
climbed into bed next to the older teen. Dylan briefly made eye
contact with Danny then blushed and quickly turned his face away.
Danny smiled at the boy's shyness. He knew that it was a quality
that would hold him back in his new profession, so he decided to
get started helping the boy overcome it. He packed a bowl and
handed the pipe to the boy. "Dylan, I made a 'date' for us
tomorrow night with a regular client of mine. He is going to want
to watch us have sex for a bit then he will join in. Is that
going to be okay with you? Are you going to be able to show off,
perform for someone watching you?" asked Danny.

  Dylan thought about it as he took a big hit of pot from the
pipe and held the smoke in as he passed the pipe back. The little
stoner nodded his head as he exhaled. "Yeah, I didn't mention it
earlier, but Glen filmed us while we were having sex. It kind of
turned me on thinking about people watching and getting off
because of me," he said with a smile as he started feeling the
effect of the weed.

  "Cool. Will you put on a little show for me now?" asked Danny.
The older boy took a hit and passed the pipe back to Dylan.

  Dylan took another big hit and held it in before answering,
"Okay, what do you want me to do?"

  "Stand in front of the bed and do a little striptease to the
music, then just go from there with what you think is sexy,"
instructed Danny as he took the pipe back and finished the bowl.

  Dylan crawled off the bed, making sure Danny got a nice long
look at his butt as he did so. He stood up in front of the bed,
facing away from the older boy and started to sway his hips side
to side in time to the music. When the beat picked up he switched
to thrusting his hips back towards the bed and running his hands
up and down his sides. He turned around to face Danny and saw
that the teen was slowly rubbing his cock through his basketball
shorts.

  "Come on you little whore, take it off and show me the goods,"
said Danny, attempting to get Dylan used to being treated like a
sex toy. Dylan ran his tongue over his lips as he brought his
hands to the bottom of his shirt. He blew a kiss at Danny then
slowly pulled his shirt up and over his head; he tossed it at
Danny when it was off. He ran his hands over his smooth chest and
stomach as he continued to grind his hips to the music. His
shaggy brown hair flopped around in time with the music.

  After a minute of dancing around shirtless, Dylan turned around
so his back was once again towards the bed. He unbuttoned his
jeans and slowly slide them down over his hips. Once his black
bikini briefs were exposed, he bent over at the waist and
finished removing his pants. He kicked them aside and started
dancing in just his underwear. He turned back to face Danny, who
was still lying in bed fully clothed, and rubbing his hard cock
through his shorts.

  Dylan was getting turned on by performing for Danny and seeing
that he was making the older boy hard. He ran his right hand down
the length of his torso and slide it underneath the waistband of
underwear. He slide his fingers around the base of his hard
little cock and moved his cock around inside his underwear as he
danced. Finally he hooked his thumbs under the waistband of his
underwear and started to slowly pull them down.

  "Turn around, I want to see your ass as you pull them down,"
said Danny from the bed. Dylan smiled and turned around. He
arched his back and pushed his butt out as he slide his briefs
down over his pale white butt checks. Dylan again bent over,
showing off his ass to Danny, as he pulled his underwear all the
way.

  Danny moaned appreciatively from the bed. "Damn, you got a cute
little ass. Spread your checks and show me your pucker," ordered
Danny. Dylan reached back and used a hand on each cheek to spread
them apart and show off his hole. It was still slightly inflamed
from being abused by Arnie's thick cock earlier in the day. Dylan
felt awkward standing there naked being looked over by Danny who
was still fully clothed.

  "Okay, come over here by the side of the bed," ordered Danny.
When Dylan was standing next to him, he leaned over ran his hand
over Dylan's groin. He gently tugged the few brown pubic hairs at
the base of the boy's cock. "We will need to shave these off
tomorrow. The younger you look, the better the tips you'll get,"
said Danny. He shifted position so that he was sitting on the
side of the bed with Dylan standing between his legs. He squirted
some lube into his right hand and used it to play with Dylan's
ass. He pressed a finger into the boy as he took the Dylan's cock
into his mouth.

  It was Dylan's turn to moan as Danny fingered his ass while
sucking on his cock. The teen's spent a few minutes swirling his
tongue around the boy's stiff little cut cock as his fingers
teased Dylan's hole. Danny was enjoying the pleasurable
sensations that were coursing through his young body, heightened
by the effects of the weed. He let out a little whiny sigh when
Danny pulled his finger out and leaned back.

  Danny quickly stripped off his t-shirt and pulled his shorts
and underwear off. He held his dick by its base and shook it at
Dylan, "Suck me."

  Dylan admired the nineteen year old for a moment. He reminded
him a bit of Brent, just leaner. He also noticed that Danny was
smooth all over, including his arm pits and his groin. The teen's
shaved crotch made his dick look even bigger. Danny was uncut and
probably about seven inches in length with a decent thickness to
it. Dylan thought Danny's dick looked 'meaty'. He eagerly crawled
onto the bed and took it into his mouth.

  For only having given his first blowjob just shy of a week ago,
Dylan was getting pretty good at it. He wrapped his small hand
around the base as he took about half of Danny's cock into his
mouth, letting the head slide into his throat. He bobbed his head
up and down on it, making sure to not scrape it with his teeth.

  "Oh yeah, show me how much of my cock you can take," urged
Danny as he reached down and put his hand on the back of the
boy's head and grabbed a fistful of brown hair. He held the boy's
head in place and thrust his hips up and down on the bed, fucking
his cock into the boy's throat. "Ahhhh," he moaned as he felt the
boy gagging on his cock. He faced fuck Dylan for a few minutes
but stopped when he felt himself getting close.

  Danny pulled the boy's head off his dick; the bottom half of
Dylan's face was covered in spit from his choking on Danny's
cock. He leaned down and kissed Dylan, chewing on the boy's lips
and tongue. He broke the kiss then said, "You got a sweet mouth,
but I don't want to cum just yet. Let's smoke another bowl then
I'm going to fuck you."

  This time Danny picked up his bong and they used that to
reinforce their high. Between the temperature of the bedroom and
the effects of the weed, Dylan was feeling warm and flushed. His
body was on fire inside and out. When Danny finally set the bong
down, Dylan rolled on top of the older boy and started kiss him,
taking the lead this time. As they kissed, he ground his hips
into Danny's crotch until he felt the teen's cock grow hard. He
got his legs underneath him so that he was straddling Danny then
reached back and freed Danny's trapped cock, placing it so it was
standing up in his butt crack.

  "Do you have any poppers?" he asked.

  "Yeah," answered Danny. He reached over to a small jewelry box
that was on the top of the fridge next to the bed. He opened it
up and pulled out a small brown bottle. His dick twitched as he
opened it and held it up to the boy's nose.

  Dylan pressed his left nostril close and took a big hit of the
amyl nitrates then repeated the process with the other one.
"Ooohhh," he moaned as he felt the poppers rushing through him.
His asshole suddenly was on fire with the desire to get
penetrated; he needed a cock inside of him. He lifted his hips up
and positioned Danny's meaty cock at the entrance to his lubed
ass and sat down on it. "Ugggghh," he groaned in a mix of
pleasure and pain.

  "Damn your ass is tight," exclaimed Danny as Dylan sat down all
the way on his cock. He took a couple hits off the bottle himself
before grabbing Dylan by the hair again. He pulled Danny's head
down and shoved the bottle to the boy's nose, holding it there
forcing the boy to take several large huffs.

  Dylan moaned as Danny thrust up with his cock, burying it in
his ass. Danny set the poppers down on the fridge then grabbed
Dylan's hips with both hands. He bounced the small boy up and
down on his cock. Dylan let out little gasps every time Danny's
cock slide a little deeper into his ass.

  Once Dylan's ass had opened up enough to take all of Danny's
thick cock, Danny flipped them over so that Dylan was on his
back. He pressed the boy's thin legs back so that his knees were
pressed tight against his chest then proceeded to pound the boy's
ass. Dylan whined in protest at the pain but Danny did not let
up. "You need to be able to take a good hard fucking without
crying," said Danny, justifying his abuse of the boy's tight
hole.

  Dylan realized the reason he was no longer enjoying the rough
fuck was because the poppers had worn off, so he reached over and
picked up the bottle. He huffed some more and soon found that
burning desire to get fucked returning. He relaxed and let
himself ride the waves of pleasure that started washing over him
from the big cock pumping into his ass. "Yeah, fuck me stud, tear
my ass up," he panted, encouraging Danny to pound him harder.

  It only took Danny a couple more minutes of fucking Dylan's ass
as hard as he could before he started to shoot. He slowed his
pace and made long deep thrusts into the boy as he shot his load.
While Dylan could not feel Danny's cum, he certainly could tell
that Danny was shooting by his slow deliberate thrusts and load
grunts. He forced his hand in between them and grabbed his hard
dick. He jacked himself off and his own orgasm started just as
Danny finished his.

  Danny rolled off Dylan. He reached over and tussled the boy's
hair. "Yep, you'll do just fine with clients," he said.

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