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 Hey, my name is Sim and I suppose I should give you the quick bio
background.  So as I said, my name is Kyo Simmons, but as you might have
guessed my friends call me Sim.  I'm Eleven now, but I started working at
age eight.  It wasn't by choice mind you, but I'll never look back.  You
see, we were all orphans from various orphanages from all over the world
and we were all adopted by one man and taken to his house in New York City
in the USA.  I don't remember much back then, but I remember that we all
realised where we were at the same time.  We had been taken to a
super-secret boy brothel.  The strangest thing of all at the time was that
all the kids were really slutty and by slutty I mean more than just wearing
pink half tops, I mean they were actually doing things like kissing with
tongues or walking about with their hands in another boy's shorts.  Some
boys didn't even wear clothes, it really was eye opening.

   We soon learned that we had all been adopted because of our
homosexuality, but we were going to take a final test they said.  As it
happens they hypnotised us all to be extremely slutty.  Before I was
hypnotised I was turned on but slightly disgusted that he thought we would
be like them.  After our hypnotising, I was amazed that I could ever be
considered normal and that all I wanted to do was worship cock.

   One we had been turned into normal sluts we had to be steered into our
proper 'careers'.  I had a Eurasian background with soft delicate features.
I found myself having a love of cock as well as dressing up.  I found that
I could pass myself of just as easily as a school girl as I could a snotty
punk brat.  Naturally all this was focussed around sex, so if a client
wanted to bang a Lolita dick girl, I would be that girl, or if he wanted to
punish a little shoplifter, I would comply.  My personal favourite was the
schoolgirl; I loved to walk around with no panties on knowing that my dick
and asshole were completely exposed under my skirt.

   By the time I was ten I had taken more cocks in both holes than a two
dollar whore in her whole career.  Mainly because for a whore she did it
for the money, but me, I did it for the pleasure of cock.  When I'm not
servicing a client, I'm sitting on one of other boy's cocks or shoving a
rubber one up my ass.  Even for the guys that have been there for years
longer than me, they say I'm the best slut there, which I'm really proud
of. I work hard at my job and I'm trusted too.  Roger the Master, as we
call him, trusts me so much he lets me go out into the streets of the city
to service some of the more risqué clients who pay top-dollar for shoots
that could potentially ruin the business.

   This is where I find myself now.  Sat on a crowded bus dressed up in my
little girl outfit with a tartan pleated skirt that drops to my knees and a
white blouse.  I look much younger than my age so I can actually get away
with sitting on my clients lap.  My 'papa' today is a forty something
regular who likes to be naughty in public, so I'm sat here with his cock up
my ass with this old woman next to us who keeps smiling at me.  My skirt is
the only thing that prevents her from seeing the guy's fat cock pushing the
vibrating love eggs deeper into me.  My cock is hard, but the pleats in the
skirt hide my arousal, or the woman would have guessed who it was.

   'Papa' grunts and tries to disguise is as a coughing fit as he pumps his
load into me.  He shot more quickly than normal today; he must have been
really turned on.  The downside to this is that we still had a fair few
blocks to go.  By the time we arrived in Midtown he had came another two
times into me and I knew that this guy wasn't a light squirter.  This guy
could fill a cup with one load and I was carrying three of them in me that
was only held in by his dick.  The cum had to come out at some time, and no
doubt it would be when his dick left my butt.  His dick had been in me for
well over half an hour now and it was still hard.  When he pulls it out it
would take a few seconds to close, which was more than enough time for it
to start pouring out.

   Our stop arrived and we had to bail.  Luckily the woman next to us had
got out a few stops earlier so we had a quick run to the door.  Quickly
'Papa' pulled his dick out and tucked it inside his sweatpants and I got up
and quickly hopped off the bus looking for the best place to hide and clean
up.  We were directly outside Grand Central Terminal.  The nearest bathroom
was inside the station itself.  At least it was darker inside there.

   I felt 'Papa' pushing me inside the Station doors are I felt a spreading
warmth descend over my thighs as I walked through the masses of people.  I
could feel my ass cheeks sliding as my hole could offer no resistance as
gravity tried to empty my rectum of 'Papa's' seed.  By the time I got to
the bottom of the ramp into the station I could feel my socks getting wet
and I knew that the cum was now all down my naked legs and into my shoes.
All someone had to do was look down and see that something was amiss. 
Fortunately for now, people seemed to be too bothered with getting from A
to B to be bothered about a cum soaked boy in girls' clothing.

   I looked about for 'Papa' but he was nowhere to be seen.  I guess he
thought he would bale since he had already had his monies worth from me.  I
was on my own now.

   I had to get to the bathrooms, but I knew if I ran I would draw
attention to myself so I walked as casually as I could with cum all down my
legs until I found the bathroom and I darted inside it and straight into an
open cubicle.  I was safe!

   I wasn't safe.  As soon as I realised there was no toilet paper the
bathroom door opened and in walked three men.  I had walked into the men's
and I was in my girls outfit...  what a stupid mistake!

   My misfortune didn't stop there though as the three guys were up to no
good.  They might have even seen me come in, which was more likely as they
locked the bathroom door behind them.

   "Little girl, where are you?" A gruff echoed in the tiled room.

   I heard stall doors being booted open.  I realised I hadn't locked my
stall just as one of the guys boots booted it open.

   "There she is, the little pretty."

   This was going to go one of two ways.  I would get fucked and I would
enjoy it, or they would actually beat me to near death, and then fuck me.

   A hairy hand dragged me out of the stall while the other hand reached
around and groped my ass under my skirt.

   "Holy shit guys, she's not wearing any underwear, and she's a real
slut!" He bellowed then he realised that his hand also had was covered in
man cum.  "Shit!" He said in disgust as he looked at his hand.  "The little
slut's covered in cum."

   He pushed me to the ground and lifted up my skirt to show the other man.
"Look at the cum all down her legs."

   "Um guys" The middle sized guy said.  He was shorter than the hairy guy
but he was so muscly he had muscles on his muscles.  He pointed down at me.
"I see balls."

   Both guys went 'Woah' and stepped back from me like I was some sort of
leper.  The third guy a tall lanky guy with no hair just laughed and said,
"Well cunt is cunt.  We thought she was cute before, just because she's a
boy doesn't make her not cute."

   "But it's a faggot, covered in cum!" Hairy guy exclaimed.

   "A sexy hole is a sexy hole, even if we're not first, I'm going to tap
it!" He pulled out a long dick and slid it into my ass and started to
slam-fuck me.

   The larger hairy guy swore and got his own cock out and stepped over to
my front.  I knew what he wanted and swallowed his seven-incher easily.  It
was the muscly guy that got me worried.  He pulled out the biggest cock I
had ever seen.  It wasn't long, only about eight inches, but it was wider
than my both my wrist's together and easily the thickest cock I had ever
seen and I had seen a lot.

   With tall guy hammering my ass it was pushing me deeper onto the hairy
guy whose cock was deep down my throat forcing my face into his course wiry
pubes that tickled my nose.  The muscle man was slowly jerking himself off
and wiping the precum over my clothes leaving trails behind that looked
like I had been attacked by a swarm of wandering slugs.

   The muscly man was close to cumming and he ordered me to face him with
my tongue out and he pumped his load all over my face and tongue.  Some of
it even missed my face and splattered into my hair.  This sent the tall guy
over the edge and I felt him pumping his seed into my ass to mix with some
of 'Papa's cum that hadn't yet soaked my legs and socks.

   As the tall guy pulled out I saw the muscly guy step around and I knew
this was going to hurt.  I gritted my teeth, grateful that the hairy guy
had taken his cock out as I felt the behemoth cock force its way into my
rear entrance into a hole that was not ready for it.  I felt pain and stars
before my eyes.  The guy never stopped, he continued to push his cock into
me and I thought I would pass out from the pain.

   A few minutes into the fucking the pain started to die away and it
started to feel pretty good.  I felt him sliding in and out of my ass
pressing hard against my prostate on each thrust in.  I think I even had an
orgasm or two myself, but the feeling was lost in the unbelievable pleasure
I was feeling in my stretched ass.

   After a few more minutes of fucking I felt him speed up and start
hammering into me before he gave one final painful thrust and buried his
cock up to the hilt and unloaded his balls into me.  This must have set of
the others too as they had also been jerking off and came for a second
time. This time they came over my clothed body, leaving streaks of cum over
my skirt and blouse.

   The muscly guy pulled out of my ass and gave it a few hard slaps.

   "Holy shit, look at his kids ass hang open." The muscly guy said looking
at my ruined ass.

   The tall guy laughed and commented, "I bet I could get my hand in
there."

   I think I objected, but I can't remember as the next thing I knew he had
rammed his hand inside me.  It didn't hurt, the muscly guy's barrel dick
had opened me enough, but the sensation of being suddenly filled like that
was indescribable.  It felt like his hand was going to grab my lungs and
pull them out through my ass, but I loved it, it was like the ultimate cock
inside me and it flexed and pulsed as me moved his arm around inside me.

   I was almost disappointed when he pulled his arm out with a squelch.  He
presented my face with his arm and I knew immediately what he wanted.  No
man was going to walk out of a public bathroom with a hand covered in cum.

   I started to lick the hand clean of mens cum and my own blood.  There
was no shit on his arm as I always clean myself inside and out before
leaving for a client.  I was grateful for that, I wasn't into scat in any
way.  The blood was a bit icky, but it was mine so I could deal with that,
and cum, well it was cum.  I had eaten enough of the stuff to be immune to
its 'ew' factor.

   The men, now cleaned up, unlocked the bathroom door and left leaving me
in a cummy mess on the floor.  I lay there a moment as my tired mind came
to and I suddenly realised that the public bathroom was now unlocked.

   I hear the outer door open and I summoned the last bit of energy and
jumped back into a cubicle and sat down on the toilet lid as people entered
the bathroom to use its facilities.  I realised my mistake as the cum all
over my ass immediately transferred itself onto the back of my skirt.  I
silently cursed as I reached around to pull the skirt back so I could sit
my naked ass into the toilet lid.  As I sat my ass onto the toilet lid I
realised that I was leaking so much cum that it was quite slippery. 
Another thing that jumped to my attention was that my ass lips were
touching the seat.  Normally they would be nestling inside my crack.  I
reached down and found that my swollen ass lips were large and puffy and
highly sensitive.  I found myself getting hard and I jerked myself off with
one hand while I played with my puffy ass with my other hand.

   My whole body shook with orgasm and I felt myself shoot a liquid onto my
own hand.  I looked down at my first ejaculation and smiled at the clear
liquid.  I brought it up to my lips and licked the sweet juice from my
hand. I was glad that I had this moment to share with myself.  First cum
back at the home would be celebrated and everyone would dote over you.

   Actually cumming for the first time felt like I had had twelve normal
dry orgasms in one go, which was fine with me, but I was suddenly overcome
with tiredness.  Now I realised why some men took a nap after coming, it
makes you sleepy.  I decided to close my eyes for a few minutes to enjoy
the tranquil feeling.



   I opened my eyes and it was dark.  It wasn't supposed to be dark.  I
didn't even have a watch or a phone on me so I had no idea what time it
was. All I knew was that I had better get home quick and it was a long
walk.

   I left the bathroom and slinked along the walkways.  It was gloomy and
quiet, but the station was open twenty-four hours so I knew that meeting
someone was a distinct possibility.  I only had the cover of gloominess to
they didn't see the state of my clothes.  I'm pretty sure I had more cum on
me than clothing.

   I finally managed to get outside and there was still a fair few people
out there.  Walking now was the wrong thing to do.  A little girl out late
at night was one thing, but a little boy dressed as a girl covered in cum
was one for the police.  So I ran, all the way back to the lower east side
of Manhattan.

   By the time I finally arrived at home I was breathing hard.  I was
literally squelching as I took steps.  The amount of cum in my girly shoes
must have been horrendous, not to mention he state of my legs that were
shiny and gooey.

   I pressed walked down the basement steps and pushed the sixteen digit
code into the steel door and it clicked open.  I stepped inside and pushed
the door closed behind me.  I was finally safe.

   Relieved that I was finally in the safety of the brothel residences I
kicked off my shoes and my socks which landed on the floor in a 'splot'.

   "Oh Sim!" Josh said, one of the older boys who actually had hair down
there.  "You realise you are the last one back tonight!"

   I suddenly realised the tradition we had.  There was a special treat for
the boy who got home last.  I sighed and followed the boy into the main
room where all the other boys were gathered as well as some of the adult
handlers.  Nearly all the boys were cuddling up to their companions.  Evie
was my companion, his real name is Evan, but to me he looked more like an
Evie.  It was Evie who was holding the beaker of white goo.

   It's been a long standing tradition that the every boy jerks off into
the beaker.  If the boy has any cum inside him to, that cum is also
expelled into the beaker too.  In this case, it had been a busy day's work
and the beaker had a litre of cum in it.  I knew the routine and I dropped
my skirt and Evie took the jar around to my ass.  I didn't think he'd get
much cum from my ass as it was all drying on my legs.  He managed to get a
bit more out of my ass after being amazed at how much I'd been used and
stretched.

   Then the chanting began.  "Drink, drink, drink." So I did.  I took the
beaker to my lips and let the warmed mixture of various boys and men's cum
dribble down my throat with a smile on my lips.  I wasn't about to go down
defeated though.  Evie had given me the beaker so I held the last mouthful
in my mouth and I stepped up onto my tiptoes and kissed him deeply.  He was
surprised when I passed the mouthful of cum over to him, but he took it
like the horny thirteen-year-old he was.

   "He may be the last one home, buy Sim got us three new clients today."
Roger's voice pierced the room.  He doesn't often come down to see his
boys, unless he wants one for his bed.

   "How..?" I began to ask.

   "They bumped into 'Papa' and he told them where to acquire you for
further use.  I see from the wear you took, that one of them isn't small."

   I nodded in agreement.

   "Fine then, all three have booked you for next Wednesday.  You have two
days' rest, starting tomorrow." He said and winked at me.  He was in a
playful mood.  "First though, I want to see what sloppy boycunt feels
like."

   I ran up to him wearing just my girls blouse and hugged him.  He reeled
back a bit when he either saw the state I was in or the smell of cum on me,
but then he returned the hug.  It was going to be a fun night.

   The End.