Erastes

Throw Away Kid

Chapters 9-12

"Thanks for forgiving me for what I did to you," he whispered in Bryce's ear.

"It's no big deal, besides I think I'm beginning like you," Bryce confessed.

Having said that, Bryce reached his hand over and stroked Cam's groin, to let him know exactly what he meant by his comment. Even though Cam had shot his load earlier, his penis still reacted to the attention and he smiled at Bryce in the dim light. That was all the encouragement that Bryce needed and he began to jack Cam off, while remembering how much he had liked doing it to Tommy and Johnny.

Before long, the boys were pushing back the bedding, so Bryce could have better access to his friend's groin and Cam wouldn't shoot all over the sheets or blanket. It was obvious that Cam was enjoying this attention, because he just laid back and allowed his new friend to do whatever he wanted. Cam could tell from Bryce's experienced grip and the way he let his thumb run over the head of his penis that Bryce had done this before, so he cleared his mind of all other thoughts and began to enjoy the familiar sensations that were now beginning to course through his slender frame. Before long, Cam could feel his body starting to go rigid, as the juices boiling in his scrotum began to rise up his shaft. A few seconds later, strands of his alabaster cum began to spurt from the tiny slit at the tip of his cock-head and land at various locations on his upper torso.

The first volley was really powerful, because Cam tried to hold it back for as long as he could, and it exploded from his penis and left a streak of semen extending down his body, from his forehead to his nipples. The second blast left a trail from his chin to just above his navel, and the remaining spurts covered an area that stretched from mid-chest to his pubic patch. It was actually surprising that he'd had such a powerful release and produced as much cum as he did, especially since Bryce knew Cam had released another load earlier. Obviously, having watched the other boys take their turns with Bryce had turned Cam on even more than he had realized.

Bryce gently got out of bed and grabbed the towel Cam had used on him, so he could wipe up the strings of cum off of Cam's body. Once he'd finished, he tossed the towel back on the floor and crawled in bed beside his new friend. Bryce thought for a minute, because he wanted to phrase his next question correctly, since he knew he had to ask it.

"Did Big John tell you to do that to me first tonight or did you ask to do it?" Bryce wondered.

Cam looked like the proverbial deer caught in the headlights, and he didn't seem to know whether he should run or stay put. Finally, he decided to be honest with his new friend.

"Big John did choose me to be part of the group, but he didn't actually tell me to go first. He picked me, because he knew I'd never done it before, but he also knew my dick is way smaller than everyone else's," he admitted. "He picked the other guys too and made sure that each boy's cock was bigger than the one before. Then he told us that we were to break you in, from the smallest cock to the largest, which meant that I would go first. He did it like that so you'd gradually get used to taking bigger and bigger cocks."

"And why do I need to do that?" Bryce asked.

"It's because Big John will do you next, to make sure you're ready for his paying customers," Cam announced, "and he's bigger than any of the rest of us. If you thought Derrick was big tonight, wait until you see Big John's cock. It's huge. I'm glad he let me be part of the group though, because that way I was able to make sure that no one hurt you and you didn't wind up in the hospital."

"So Big John's going to do me next?" Bryce wanted to know. "When's that supposed to happen?"

Cam swallowed hard before he answered this time.

"I don't know, just whenever he decides he needs to get you ready," Cam stated. "I don't think he'll wait too long though, because the paying guys will be showing up this weekend again."

"So there are other guys that pay to do this to us?" Bryce asked.

"Yep, and you'll probably get to meet them this weekend, unless Big John doesn't think you're ready yet or you're hurt or sick," Cam replied. "It isn't often, though, that Big John lets anyone sit out of one of these get together."

"And you guys are all ok with doing this with these men?" Bryce followed.

"We have to or Big John will beat the crap out of us," Cam admitted, "and then he might let all of his friends take turns doing it to us, one after the other."

"That's sick, so why don't you just turn him in to the authorities," Bryce asked. "They'd arrest him and send him to prison if they found out about this, and then you wouldn't have to do it any more."

Cam swallowed hard again, before he answered.

"You don't understand, Bryce," Cam began. "Big John has lots of friends and they protect him from things like that."

"How can that be?" Bryce wondered. "If you tell the cops, then they'll have to arrest him."

"Not quite," Cam replied. "Big John knows a lot of important people around here and some of them are part of the group that comes here to do these things to us too. Some of the guys who pay to have sex with us ARE cops."

"No way! They can't do that, can they?" Bryce blurted out, probably louder than he should have.

"You'd better quiet down, before you draw attention to us and someone starts knocking on our door to find out what we're talking about," Cam warned him. "To answer your question, not only CAN they do it, but they absolutely do."

"Cops?" Bryce shot back, although he lowered his volume this time.

"Yep. Some of them work for the local police department, while others are from the sheriff's department. Hell, there's ever a couple that are State Troopers," Cam answered. "The local mayor and a judge even come out here to have sex with us."

"So these are all important people?" Bryce asked next.

"A lot of them are, but there are also some regular guys too," Cam answered. "The don't all show up every time, but they let Big John know when they're interested in coming back and he sets up a group and gives them a time. He never lets more than a dozen guys come at one time, because they each have certain things the want in a boy, such as an age range, a build, hair color and even a dick size. By limiting how many are here at once, Big John avoids arguments over who get which boy. They even have to pay more to have the first pick for the night, and then the prices go down from there, with the last guy getting the cheapest rate."

"So all of these guys like having sex with boys?" Bryce wanted to know.

"Yep, that's why Big John is so well protected," Cam confessed. "Some of those cops are pretty high up in their departments, so they can cover up just about any charges made against him."

"So you end up getting fucked every time they come out here?" Bryce asked.

"Sometimes the guys don't want to fuck us and only do other stuff," Cam stated. "A few of them even like us to fuck them instead, but because Big John makes sure there are more of us than them, there are boys that don't get picked. There are times though when we all get involved, because the men can also pay extra to have more than one boy at a time."

"Since I don't have a very big dick yet, do you think anyone will pick me?" Bryce wondered.

"I'm afraid that you're going to be in high demand," Cam answered. "A bunch of those guys prefer younger, hairless boys and you're the only one here that hasn't reached puberty yet. Sometimes those guys would pick me, because I was the youngest at the time, and then they'd shave off my pubes off, so I'd look younger. They really get off on that shit."

"I'm not sure I'll be able to do stuff like that with a stranger," Bryce reasoned, "especially if he's ugly, smelly or mean. It wasn't that bad doing it with you boys, but I'm not sure I can do it with a bunch of dirty old men? That doesn't sound like it would be any fun for me."

"It's not as bad as it sounds," Cam answered, in a soothing voice, "and if you do a good job the men will even buy you presents and do other things for you. Some of the boys have been taken on trips to amusement parks or taken out to do other fun stuff with one of the guys. Hell, I even went on vacation with one of the men for two whole weeks. He had me call him Dad and we did all kinds of fun stuff, but then he had sex with me nearly every night too, but it was kind of fun. It could be a lot worse, you know."

"Maybe, but I don't even know these guys," Bryce whimpered, "so how can they expect me to have sex with them?"

"You'll get to know these guys, trust me," Cam answered. "A group of them come out here nearly every weekend and sometimes Big John even sets up special times for them during the week, if there's a holiday or we're out of school, but he kind of limits it otherwise. Most of the men have particular boys they favor, so you won't have to do stuff with all of them, but like I said, you'll probably be pretty popular among the group that likes their boys as young, or younger than, you, so you'll end up getting to know them really well."

"Are any of the guys who would pick me really gross?" Bryce asked. He was beginning to feel ill.

"Not really," Cam replied. "One of the guys asking for younger boys is a younger sheriff's deputy, and he's not bad and kind of nice, but the other one is an older judge. Neither of them is hung very well, so they should be pretty easy to take, so just don't think about the bad stuff when it's happening to you. I usually try to pretend that I'm doing it with one of the other boys instead."

"Yeah, I guess I could pretend that I'm doing it with you then," Bryce reasoned.

"Me? Do you really like me that much?" Cam wondered.

"I guess. You've been really nice to me, and as I told you before, I even kind of enjoyed it when you were doing it to me," Bryce answered. "I think I could probably get to like you a lot and wouldn't mind doing other stuff with you either."

"Are you gay then?" Cam followed.

"Yeah, I'm pretty sure I am," Bryce told him. "I've never really been interested in girls. Isn't everyone here gay?"

"Not all of the other boys are," Cam replied. "Some of them just do it to survive or because they have to, but I'm sure they'd prefer to stop doing this if there was another way for them to make money. I'm sure they won't be doing it any more, after they finally get out of this place."

"Are you gay?" Bryce asked Cam, directly.

"Yes, I am," Cam admitted. "I wasn't sure of that at first, because I didn't enjoy doing it with the men, but I really enjoy doing it with the guys closer to my own age. I love looking at naked boys and really enjoyed seeing you without any clothes on."

"I'm glad and thank you," Bryce replied, while blushing slightly. "If you want, I'd like to do stuff with you in between the times when those other guys are here. That way the other stuff might not seem so bad, because I can just pretend we're doing it when I'm with one of those men."

"Ok, that sounds like a really good idea," Cam agreed, "especially if it will help make it easier on you then?"

"Thanks. I really do think that being able to do stuff with you will make it a lot easier to live like this," Bryce confessed. "It might even keep me from barfing, if I get stuck with one of the super disgusting guys,"

Cam started laughing when he heard Bryce say this.

"Don't worry. I'll help you get through it then and I'll tell you all the little secrets you'll need to know to survive. Ok?" Cam followed.

"Yeah, that sounds great," Bryce agreed.

The boys continued to talk for a while longer, until they could barely keep their eyes open any longer, and then Cam put one arm under Bryce's neck and curled it up around his back, so he could pull Bryce against his chest. Then, he draped his other arm over Bryce, ant that's the way the two boys fell asleep.

Even though each of them got up during the night to pee or get a drink of water, they were still cuddled together like that when morning came. Cam woke up first and then gently roused Bryce, by telling him that he'd have to get up and get ready to go to school.

"Is Big John going to have to take me in and get me enrolled?" Bryce wondered.

"Heck, no! Big John never goes to any of the schools and he hardly ever leaves the house," Cam replied.

"Why not?" Bryce wanted to know.

"I don't know. He just doesn't," Cam answered. "He does go out when he needs to do some banking, and sometimes to go to the store to do a little shopping. He also drives the minibus when he takes us into town so we can get stuff or just have some fun, but that's about it. The rest of the time the things we need are just delivered here and one of his friends always takes care of making sure the new boys are registered, so he doesn't have to go down to the school or do a thing."

"Does that mean I'll be riding on the bus with you then?" Bryce asked next.

"Yeah, we all ride the bus to get to school and then when we come home again," Cam told him. "Big John does have a truck, so he can pick us up in an emergency, but there better be a darn good reason if that ever happens. He doesn't like having to do that, except in extreme situations. He also uses the minibus, for when more than one or two of us are involved in something."

"Do we go to a special school then?" Bryce asked next.

"No, it's a regular school," Cam told him. "Why did you think it was a special school?"

"Well, the put us here because they say we're sexual predators," Bryce replied, "so I didn't think they'd want us in school with the regular kids. Heck, this place is way out in the middle of nowhere so we won't be near the normal people."

"That's not why we're out here," Cam said with a giggle. "They did that so there won't be many people able to see what we do out here. Since so many important people like to come out here for fun, they also want to keep it private, so no one else finds out about it."

"Oh, I didn't know that," Bryce conceded. "What about the other kids that ride the bus then? Are they all ok with us or do some of them try to cause trouble?"

"Well, no one's going to pick on you, if that's what you mean," Cam confirmed. "The older boys make sure of that, and if they can't help you, then Big John gets some of him friends to 'straighten' the other kids out."

Cam had made air quote signs, when he said the word 'straighten,' and Bryce seemed to understand what that meant, so he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he followed Cam to the area where they were going to get cleaned up. Bryce wasn't aware of this before, but there was a large group shower on the first floor that had one of those 'on demand' hot water sources to supply it. Once they finished showering, they hustled back up to their room and got dressed. They then raced downstairs to have breakfast, because Cam told him it was getting late and the bus would be there shortly. By the time they joined the other boys at the table, most of the others were already finishing up.

When Bryce asked what there was to eat, he was surprised to learn that he could have almost anything he wanted for breakfast. The older boys that were doing the cooking were willing to make pancakes or waffles, with sausage or bacon too, or they would fix you any kind of eggs you wanted and they could be served with toast, an English muffin or a bagel, as well as with sausage or bacon. They even had a selection of hot and cold cereals too, so Bryce was quite impressed by this small change in his circumstance. Since they were running late, Cam and Bryce just grabbed a bowl of cold cereal and a glass of orange juice. After wolfing down their meal, they took their dishes out and put them in the sink, since the boys washing the dishes had finished already.

As they were leaving the house, the other three boys that had 'broken Bryce in' the previous evening came up to him and said they hoped he was ok with what they had done the previous evening. They also explained that they had to do it, but it was really for his benefit and not merely for their pleasure. Bryce informed them that he thought he understood what they were telling him and he was willing to be friends with them, which made the other boys feel better about it. Surprisingly, at least to Bryce, they all seemed to have been worried about how he was going to react to them after what they'd done, but now they began to relax. They also told Bryce that he should fit in really well here.

The boys then all walked down the long driveway together and only had to wait a couple a minutes before the bus to arrived. As it pulled up, the screeching of the brakes seemed even louder today, but it was probably due to the fact that he was closer to the bus this time. When it came to a halt, the boys climbed up the steps, walked down the aisle, found an empty seat and got comfortable. Bryce sat with Cam and Steve, the fourteen year old from the previous evening.

"Man, I'm glad you're cool about everything," Steve told Bryce, in a soft voice. "We talked about this later and hoped you weren't upset, because we all really like you. You seemed really cool about it all too, especially when it was Derrick's turn."

"Yeah, I finally decided that it was foolish to keep fighting it," Bryce responded. "Besides, you were all pretty gentle with me and no one hurt me."

"Yeah, I had to do it with Cam too, when he went through it the first time, and I felt really bad afterward, because he got hurt so badly" Steve continued. "I just have to convince myself that we're only doing it because it's better if we do it first, before Big John or one of his friends gets to you. Some of the older boys told me they were ripped open the first time and it took quite a while for them to heal afterward. That's why they talked Big John into letting us stretch the new boys out first, so they don't end up suffering the same fate."

"That's ok and I'm beginning to realize what you're talking about," Bryce admitted. "Cam's helped me understand a lot of it last night, so I guess now I'm cool with it and don't blame any of you for what you did."

"Thanks," Steve added. "Can we still be friends then?"

"Sure, I'd like that," Bryce agreed. "Are you gay, Steve?"

"I think I'm bi," he answered. "I'm pretty sure I prefer girls, but I don't mind doing it with guys closer to my age, like Cam."

"Well, if you're interested, I wouldn't mind doing stuff like that with you again either," Bryce confessed. "I told Cam the same thing, but I think you two are the only ones I'd want to do it with, unless I have to."

"That's good to know and I'll probably take you up on it," Steve agreed. "I'll even return the favor, if you want to try it too."

"Yeah, I might," Bryce confirmed. "Thanks. I think the three of us could become really good friends."

The other two agreed with him and then the three of them chatted the rest of the way to school. Steve and Cam even took Bryce to the office, so he could find out where he needed to go. They also showed him where they'd meet him at the end of the day, so they could all ride back on the bus together. They also explained that they might see him during the day, but they weren't sure, so this way they'd be able to make sure he got on the right bus to go back home.

At the office, the secretary told Bryce to sit and wait until things had settled down and classes began, and then she took him down to his fifth grade room and introduced him to his teacher. This turned out to be another surprise for Bryce, because this was the first male teacher he'd ever had, so he wasn't sure how it was going to be for him. The teacher seemed nice enough though, and a couple of the boys in the class were friendly toward him too, so he thought this might not be so bad after all. At lunchtime, he sat with those two boys and they got to know each other a little better. Bryce thought both of them were pretty cool, but what was even better than that was the class work seemed to be fairly interesting too.

After school, Bryce met Cam and Steve where they'd told him and then they all walked out and boarded the bus together. They shared a seat again on the ride home and talked about their day and what they'd had to do when they got home. Bryce knew they'd all have chores to do, but he didn't know for sure what would be required of him. He quickly discovered what Big John had in store for him, just as soon as he ran into him on his way to the house. Big John told Bryce that Cam would teach him all he needed to know about the chickens, and then the two of them would be responsible to take care of them from now on. They would also be responsible for setting the table and doing some of the cleaning, but the cleaning was usually only done on the weekends.

The boys then changed out of their school clothes and started doing their chores, which kept them busy until dinnertime. After feeding the chickens and collecting the eggs, Bryce and Cam raced up to the house with the eggs and then went to clean up, so they could set the table for dinner. After they finished doing that, they found Steve and spent some time with him, while they waited to be called to eat.

"I've been thinking, and I've decided that I'm willing to let you guys do it to me again tonight, if you're interested," Bryce offered. "I figured I should probably do it to stay loose, if I'm going to have to be with some guy this weekend."

"Are you sure you want to do that?" Steve asked. "I mean you just did it last night and it was only your first time."

"Yeah, I think I can handle it," Bryce answered. "I want to do it so one of those guys don't mess me up this weekend."

Cam and Steve agreed they wouldn't mind helping him out, as long as he was sure he wanted to. Bryce said he did and then a couple of minutes later they were called to dinner.

It was another decent meal, and again there was more than enough for everyone, and then the other boys cleaned up while the rest of them went into the living room to do their homework. When they had completed all of their assignments, someone turned on the television and they began to watch some shows, until Big John came into the room and called out some of their names. He told those boys that he needed to see them in his room.

Bryce was one of the names he'd called, along with Derrick and Butch, the two oldest boys from the night before. As they headed up to Big John's room, Bryce figured that maybe he had either done something wrong and they were going to show him how to do it right, or Big John was going to break him in, like Cam had warned him would happen. As soon as they got to his bedroom, Big John shut the door and told the other pair to get Bryce undressed, so Bryce knew what coming next.

"You guys don't have to undress, me," he told them. "I'll do I myself. I'm pretty sure I know what's coming and I won't put up a struggle."

Derrick and Butch just watched in amazement, as he took off all of his clothes. They knew Bryce was pretty cool, but this had never happen with any of the other boys when they were going to get fucked by Big John. Many of them tried to fight it and they would often kick and scream until it was over. Therefore, they were surprised that Bryce seemed to be accepting his fate so gracefully, although Bryce wasn't really very pleased about what was about to happen to him.

Big John was also surprised by this turn of events, but he enjoyed seeing Bryce expose himself like this and almost drooled over the exposed young flesh. Once the young boy stood completely naked in front of him, Big John pulled his cock out and started getting it hard. Bryce nearly fainted when he saw it for the first time, because it was huge. It was quite a bit bigger than Derrick's cock, and Bryce had thought that was big, so he wondered if he'd be able to take this one. He certainly didn't want this man tearing his asshole to shreds.

When he was ready, Big John told Bryce to bend over the side of the bed and get ready for a 'real man' to fuck him. Bryce didn't really want it to happen, but he had been mentally preparing himself for this since Cam explained the 'facts of life' to him. Resigned to his fate, Bryce turned and bent over the side of his bed. Unbeknownst to Bryce, Big John was planning to fuck Bryce dry, but the other two boys insisted that he use some lube, so he didn't end up damaging Bryce. After thinking it over, Big John agreed, and while he slathered up the condom with lube, one of the other boys greased up Bryce's hole and stretched it out a little with his fingers. When Big John was ready, he told the other boys to step aside, as he got ready to insert his big penis into that small opening.

Bryce was thankful the other boys had been there to keep him from getting dry fucked and for loosening him up, but he was pretty sure that Big John wasn't going to be as gentle with him as the others had been. While Big John was getting into position, Derrick bent down and whispered into Bryce's ear and told Bryce to relax and push out when Big John went to enter him. Bryce nodded his understanding and then braced himself for the assault. He didn't have long to wait, before he felt the head of the large dick nestled against his sphincter, so Bryce began to push out, just as Big John shoved it in, neither going slowly nor gently.

Bryce winced as the large tool entered him, although he didn't scream out or make a sound, other than to let out an audible grunt. Then, Big John began to talk to him, as he ravaged his hole.

"How's it feel to have a man-sized dick up there, boy?" Big John taunted him. "Do you like the feel of my big prick inside you?"

Bryce did not respond, because he knew that Big John was only trying to get a rise out of him.

Big John grunted and panted like an asthmatic hog, as he screwed his new ward. Bryce just dug his fingers into the sheets and mattress, hoping it would help to relieve some of the pressure and pain. The two other teens almost felt sorry for Bryce, because they'd had to endure the same thing when they first came here, but Bryce was younger and smaller than they had been. They admired how Bryce seemed to take it all in stride though, because they had never seen another boy take Big John without screaming out or crying the entire time. This meant the kid had to either be very tough or totally unwilling to let others see his pain.

Due to the fact that Bryce was nice and tight on Big John's huge hog, it didn't take him long before he dumped his load. After he had completed this loveless act, he pulled out of Bryce's overstretched chute and cleaned off his dick, before telling Bryce that he would soon be making them a whole lot of money. After that, Big John left the room, leaving the boys there on their own.

As soon as Big John was gone, the other pair immediately started talking to Bryce. After telling him how impressed they were by what he did, they started checking him out, to make sure no damage was done, and then they asked what they could do for him.

Bryce had remained motionless and hadn't said a word since Big John had finished, but he was also still stretched out over the edge of the bed. Since he hadn't said anything, Derrick and Butch figured he was trying to cope with the pain by not moving or talking right away. After a brief delay, Bryce finally spoke up.

"Well, do either one of you want to do me now, as long as I'm still naked and already loose?" he asked, to their total surprise.

"No way, man," Derrick responded. "Not after you've had Big John's huge dick stuffed inside you. We don't want to see you hurt or in pain, and we're not into having sex like that. We only did it yesterday so you'd be ready for him to do this, but you should take it easy now. You must feel like you just had a surfboard shoved up your ass."

Bryce looked up and saw that they were being honest and only trying to take care of him. He also knew they weren't trying to make a joke out of this, because he could read that much from their expressions and body language.

"Ok, I'm sorry if what I said sounded mean or sarcastic," Bryce apologized. "I know you two just did what you had to do last night, but I meant it when I offered to let you do it now."

"No, you rest up," Butch told him. "We don't need to do that to you now and we also don't want to do any damage."

"Yeah, we appreciate that you weren't upset with us about last night and we certainly don't want to do anything that might hurt you now," Derrick added.

"What amazed us was that you were so brave. You got undressed by yourself and then didn't make a sound when Big John fucked you," Butch followed. "You took that better than anyone we've ever seen or heard of. You're a really brave kid and we really admire you for that."

"Well, I haven't exactly had an easy life," Bryce confessed, "and I've discovered that sometimes you just have to take what life dishes out. I'm sorry that I tried to fight you guys off at first last night, because it wasn't one of my best moments, but I just wasn't prepared for that to happen. I knew they were bringing me to a home for boys they said were sexual predators, but I figured that was just their way of labeling us, since I don't see myself that way. I had no idea I would have to do these type of things when I first got here."

"You did put up a little struggle last night, but you certainly didn't fight as hard as most boys and you didn't try to bite any of us or scream like most of the others do," Butch confirmed. "Are you sure we can't do something for you now?"

"Well, you could get me a wet washcloth, so I can clean off a little," Bryce suggested.

"Yeah, sure, no problem," Butch said. "I'll get that and a towel for you. Hang on and I'll be right back."

Butch then raced from the room, but soon returned with both items. Derrick took the washcloth from him and tenderly cleaned around Bryce's bruised rectum, while making sure he didn't aggravate that sensitive area. When Derrick discovered there were some places that looked damaged, but he couldn't reach them adequately the washcloth without hurting Bryce, he bent down behind the younger boy and used his tongue to attend to those areas, the way a mother cat or dog might take care of one of its young. This actually felt kind of good to Bryce and it did seem to have some sort of healing effect on those sore areas, so he spread his legs a little wider, to give the Derrick better access.

Noting Bryce's actions, Derrick concluded that he must be doing something right, since Bryce had adjusted his stance to make it easier for him to get at the area, so he continued his ministrations. Butch looked on and was somewhat surprised to see Derrick licking the kid's ass. He'd never seen any of the other boys ever do anything like this and he didn't think he'd ever be willing to lick someone's butthole like that. Butch did admire Derrick's concern and compassion for their younger foster sibling, because it did seem genuine, but what he was doing seemed to be above and beyond the call of duty.

After several minutes of tending to Bryce, Derrick finally stopped what he was doing. He asked Bryce if that helped at all and Bryce assured him that it had. Then Derrick picked Bryce up, so he could carry him back to his own room, with Butch leading the way, to open all of the doors. When they got there, Derrick laid Bryce on his bed, belly down.

Even though Bryce told them they could leave, Derrick and Butch stayed with him until they were convinced he was going to be all right. They gently stroked Bryce's head, shoulders and arms, but they never went anywhere near his sexual areas. By doing this, they let Bryce know how much they actually cared about him and that it wasn't purely in a sexual way. Unashamedly, Bryce lay there naked on the bed, while appreciating the attention these two were giving him, but he also listened as they talked softly and filled him in about a number of other things.

"You'll be ok living here," Derrick told him. "It's not easy, but it's not that bad. We eat well, get to do lots of things and we try to protect each other away from the house, if any other people try to hurt any of us. You'll find it's not so bad here."

"Yeah, and if you do like to fool around a little, we do it with each other from time to time," Butch announced, "but not like Big John's friends do it to us."

"No, we make love to each other, not just have sex or get off," Derrick added.

"Maybe you don't understand the difference yet," Butch continued, "but you will, and then you'll appreciate it. I don't think most of us are gay or anything, it's just a way to survive and relieve our sexual tensions, since girls aren't permitted here and we are horny teens."

The two boys kind of chuckled at this remark, but Bryce didn't find it as amusing. The other two stayed with him until Cam came up to his room, to see if Bryce was there. When he saw him, he asked how he was doing and the older boys assured Cam that Bryce was going to be fine. Derrick and Butch then left the roommates together, but not before taking Cam into the hall, to give him a brief list of instructions first.

"I want you to watch over him tonight, ok?" Derrick began, and Cam nodded his head in agreement. "Then as soon as he's feeling a little better, I think maybe you should sleep with him. It might not be good for him to be alone tonight, after what he's just been through."

"You two seem to get along all right," Butch added, "so make sure you stay with him, but let us know if you need any help."

"I will and I do like Bryce," Cam admitted. "I'm also going to make sure he learns how to get along here, because I don't want him to end up like Joey."

"Yeah, that kid freaked out when it happened to him," Derrick agreed. "Does anyone know what happened to him after that?"

"I think one of Big John's friends had him placed in one of those mental joints," Cam replied. "The were telling everyone that he'd gone mad."

"You think he's ok?" Derrick wondered.

"I'm not sure," Cam answered, as honestly as he could.

"He's probably better off there, especially if he couldn't handle what happens here," Butch stated, adding his two-cents worth. "He was just too fragile for this place, but Bryce seems like a tough kid. I'm sure he'll do fine here."

"I hope so, cuz I really like him," Cam admitted. "Even though he's a little younger than me, I think we can be friends."

"And maybe lovers too?" Butch teased.

"No, I don't think so, but I do want to be his friend," Cam confessed. "I don't get the impression that Bryce wants a lover, but I'd do it, if that's what he wanted."

The pair nodded their understanding, thus ending the conversation, and left. As soon as they were gone, Cam went back into the room and tried to find out from Bryce if he wanted the sheet and blanket over him and Bryce said he did. A few minutes after he'd done that for him, Cam got undressed, locked the door to their room, turned off the lights and then crawled into bed beside his friend. Bryce had either dozed off or passed out by then, but Cam wasn't sure which. Wanting to make sure Bryce was all right, he scooted over and got as close to him as he could, so he could look him over, and then he draped his left arm over Bryce's back and nestled in beside him. He wasn't able to cuddle with him the same way he had done the previous night, but this was still good and it would let Bryce know Cam was there for him. Before long, Cam drifted off to sleep too, cuddled against his new friend.

The rest of the week passed by fairly normally and without any more surprises. Bryce recovered quite quickly from his encounter with Big John and suffered no lasting problems because of it. Possibly Derrick's ministrations had prevented him from having any serious side effects, but whatever the reason, he was grateful to have survived intact. Now, the boys began to focus on the weekend and the little get together that would be taking place. Cam and Steve had both given Bryce some pointers, as they got him mentally prepared for the big event.

On Thursday, after the boys got home from school, there was suddenly a great deal of activity going on at the house. The boys were instructed to clean their rooms, as well as to clean and straighten up the main parts of the house, because Big John wanted everything to look fairly nice when their company arrived the following evening. Bryce assumed he knew what this meant, so now he tried to ready himself for what was to come, as he completed his share of the work. After the boys finished their cleaning, they ate dinner and were told they had the rest of the evening to themselves.

After talking it over, Cam and Bryce decided to go to their room. Before they did, Bryce ran over and asked Steve to join them. When they got there, Bryce explained why he wanted Steve to join them.

"I want both of you to make love to me tonight, so I'm ready for tomorrow night," he explained. "I think it will help make sure that I don't have too many problems, if some guy wants to be with me."

"You took Big John without a problem, so you should be fine," Steve told him. "You don't need to do anything extra."

"I took Big John the night after I took you guys and I think that helped," Bryce explained. "That's why I want you to do this now."

"Are you sure?" Cam asked.

"I'm positive," Bryce confirmed.

The other two agreed to help him, so Cam ran out and dug up some condoms and lube, and then the three of them got undressed and got on the bed together. Cam began kissing Bryce, while Steve was lubing Bryce up and stretching him with his fingers. Cam and Bryce were really getting into the kissing and their hands were roaming all over the other's bodies. After Steve finished getting Bryce ready, he rolled a condom onto Cam's cock, lubed him up and then made sure he was ready too.

Automatically, Bryce positioned himself on his back and pulled his knees back to his chest. Cam quickly got into position behind him and guided his penis into Bryce's waiting hole. While they were getting ready to begin, Steve lay down beside Bryce's and began working on his breasts. He licked, sucked and nipped on both tiny nubs, to provide more stimulation and make this enjoyable as possible for his friend, as Cam slowly entered him.

It was pretty much the same as the last time they did this together, except they weren't doing it doggy style, Cam didn't go spastic at the end, even after cumming. He might have even gone a little slower this time, but Bryce couldn't say that for certain. After Cam shot his load, he left his penis in Bryce until he lost his erection, and when it plopped out of Bryce's rear end, he cleaned up quickly.

Steve had already put on a condom and lubed it up, so as soon as Cam pulled away and went to clean up, he moved into position. After he has slipped his penis into Bryce, he started pumping away and that's when Cam returned and got involved again. He started jacking his roommate off, while Steve fucked him, and he kept it up until Bryce had his dry orgasm. When that happened, Bryce's anal ring clamped down on Steve's cock, which increase his stimulation and made him cum too.

As soon as Steve pulled out, they cleaned up and then they all crawled into Bryce's bed together. It was a tight squeeze, but it's what they wanted to do. They slept cuddled against each other and stayed like that all night long. When they woke up the next morning, they immediately started hugging and kissing each other again and it was clear that these three were more than just friends who felt very close to each other.

Chapter 10
The family business

Now that Bryce was ready, Cam slipped into a very tight pair of artificial leather pants and a fishnet top. Then the boys went back downstairs and met up with Steve again. He had on a pair of very tight short-shorts and a t-shirt riddled with a collection of various sized holes. Bryce noticed that all of the other boys were dressed in similarly suggestive outfits, which would hopefully arouse their intended 'dates,' and entice them to spending even more money this evening.

Before long, the boys were summoned into the dining room, where they began to eat very quickly. They knew some of the men would start arriving early, which could be at any moment, even though the main activity wasn't scheduled to begin until 8:00 p.m. Most of the boys had just barely finished eating, but some were still working on their meal, when there was a knock on the door and the first of their guests arrived.

As they waited for the others to get there, each of the early arrivals would look around until they found a boy they were interested in and then they would grab a hold of him and take him into the living room. The man might possibly pull the boy onto his lap next and he might even begin to kiss and fondle the lad, right there in the open. They weren't allowed to do anything more overt than that for the time being, nor were they permitted to make skin-to-skin contact with the boy's genitals or anus until they had paid for their spot in the selection process. Then, they had to wait until they had purchased the boy's favors for a period of time or for the rest of the night when it was their turn to make their selection.

Bryce stayed off to one side and attempted to avoid this early activity for as long as he could, but he knew he wouldn't be able to escape this fate forever. In the meantime, he watched and tried to learn from what the other boys were doing, so he could get an idea about what he'd be expected to do when the time came.

After the last of the guests had arrived, Big John stepped into the middle of the room and made an announcement.

"I'm glad to see that many of my old and dear friends could make it here tonight and I have a pleasant surprise for you. We have a new young colt in our stable now, one that some of you will be very interested in. He's been broken in, so he'll be available to be part of the fun tonight, so I want Bryce to come up here, so I can introduce him and everyone can get a chance to see how cute he is."

Hesitantly, Bryce stepped forward, where these older guys could get a good look at him, and then Big John added something more.

"He hasn't reached puberty yet, so there's not a hair on him, other than on top of his head. I think some of you were looking for someone like this, if I'm not mistaken."

"I must admit that I am one of those who stated such a desire," an older man confessed, and Bryce guessed he must be the Judge that Cam had told him about. "I wouldn't mind going first with the lad. Will $200 cover his services for tonight?"

"Oh, I think that sounds fair, for an hour of his time," Big John answered.

"Damn it, John, you are a scoundrel," the Judge shot back. "These two $100 bills should pay for the entire evening."

"Well, it might for some of the other boys, and maybe it will for this kid in the future," Big John replied, "but for tonight we'll let each guy who's interested have a chance to spend some time with him, and that will be the price for one hour in heaven."

"You're just a money hungry old fool, John," the Judge added, sarcastically, "and you take every chance you get to rob us of all of our hard earned cash."

"Oh, I'm just a poor old fella trying to survive is all," Big John answered, while trying to look innocent. "You surely can't begrudge me of what little I get, can you?"

"Survive? You'll outlast us all and still have enough money left over that it outlast you too," came the Judge's retort.

After hearing this, many of the other men in the room began laughing and the old guy grabbed Bryce by the hand and tossed the two bills at Big John, before he began to pull Bryce from the living room.

"Just don't be stingy with that hour either, John," the Judge warned, before adding a parting shot. "It had better last for at least the full sixty minutes, plus maybe a little bonus time too."

The man then told Bryce to show him to his room, so Bryce told him he'd lead the way. He then had the Judge follow him into the other room, up the stairs and down the hallway to his bedroom. When they went inside, the Judge shut the door and asked which bed was his. Once Bryce told him, he went over and sat on Bryce's bed. The man had to be at least sixty-five, maybe even older, and he was quite skinny, which made Bryce wonder if the man was ill. His appearance wasn't all that disgusting though, but looks aren't everything.

Feeling comfortable, he told Bryce to come closer to him. When Bryce did, the Judge began to kiss him and ran his hands all over Bryce's body. It was also when Bryce learned the guy's breath was a less than pleasurable experience for his nose. Bryce wasn't sure what caused the foul odor emanating from the man's mouth, but he suspected the Judge smoked, although he had no idea as to whether it was cigarettes, a pipe or cigars. Bryce tried not to breathe when their heads were close to each other, but that wasn't always possible and sometimes Bryce would nearly gag when he attempted to take another breath.

The Judge's hands were busy roaming all over Bryce's body during this time and he rubbed completely around the outside of Bryce's clothing. He eagerly cupped the cheeks of Bryce's pert ass and rubbed his hand over the small bulge at his groin. The man was also beginning to grow impatient, so he unsnapped Bryce's jeans and pushed them downward, along with Bryce's underwear, until he'd had pushed them nearly down to Bryce's ankles. Once he'd done that, he also lifted Bryce's shirt up and over his head and threw it aside.

After he had Bryce nearly naked, he took a minute to ogle Bryce's slender, pre-pubescent form and was nearly drooling over the treat he had just uncovered. Next, he lifted Bryce onto the bed and bent over to lick and manipulate his immature genitals, eventually sucking on his little wand as if it were a straw and the nectar of the gods was at the other end of it. Bryce had not expected him to do this, but found it very stimulating, and his little penis snapped upright and gave the Judge the impression that he was actually enjoying this.

After a couple of minutes of this action, the Judge removed Bryce's pants, underwear and socks completely, and then he took off all of his own clothes. Once they were both naked, the Judge crawled onto the bed, straddled Bryce's chest and attempted to stick his own small, uncut prick into Bryce's mouth. Bryce tried to resist taking it and hoped he didn't have to, but the man was insistent. Soon, he was pressing the stubby little head against Bryce's lips and told Bryce he'd better open up and let it enter his mouth, if he didn't want to suffer the consequences.

Reluctantly, Bryce let his bottom jaw drop open slightly, which allowed the intruder to go inside. Once he'd accepted the Judge's penis, which he thought looked more like a flesh colored, miniature elephant's trunk when he first saw it, the Judge began to face-fuck him. He jammed his cock in and out of Bryce's less than willing orifice, but he only did it for a few minutes, because he was afraid he was going to shoot his load and he didn't want to do it in the boy's mouth. He knew he'd only be able to cum once and he had other plans for doing that.

When the Judge pulled his dick from between Bryce's lips, he got off the bed and retrieved a small packet and a container from one of his pants pockets. Bryce quickly discovered that it was a condom and a container of lubricant, and he watched as the Judge rolled the condom over his erection, squirted some of lubricant on it and then smeared it around the protective sheath. Then, he lifted Bryce's legs into the air and squirted some more of the lubricant onto his butt and began to work it in.

Bryce closed his eyes, but not in a relaxed and dreamy way that someone might do so they could concentrate on the pleasurable sensations they knew would follow. He squeezed his eyelids tightly shut to block out any recollection of who was going to be doing this to him, so he could try to pretend that it was Greg, Tommy, Johnny, Cam or Steve instead. He didn't care which one of them his mind chose to use in his fantasy, as long as it wasn't this old man. Bryce was totally unwilling to allow himself to think about what would soon be happening to him and opted to pretend he would be doing it with one of those others, someone he actually cared about.

It wasn't long after that until Bryce felt the old guy's dick penetrate him. Although the Judge's penis wasn't very big and it didn't hurt him when it entered, Bryce did his best to blot out the fact that this man was humping his behind, as frantically as a condemned man who only had a few more minutes left to live. Bryce's mind chose instead to envision it was Cam doing this to him, since Cam and the old guy both seemed to favor the machine gun approach when having sex.

Before long, Bryce felt the Judge tense up and his dick began to pulsate and swell within him. Then, Bryce felt a warm spot suddenly appear deep inside of him, as the streams of hot juices filled the end of the prophylactic that was nestled within his bowels. Shortly after that happened, he felt the body above him begin to waiver from side to side, before the elderly gentleman collapsed on the bed beside him.

Mercifully, the Judge was done and this experience was over. Bryce merely lay on the bed, not knowing if he should move or try to get away. While he remained motionless, the door to his room opened and Cam came in leading a youngish looking man to his bed. Cam gave Bryce a little wave as he entered, when his customer turned to close the door. Bryce realized that Cam was in for a similar treatment to what he had just received, but at least his guy was fairly young and not bad looking.

Although Bryce didn't want to intrude on Cam's privacy, he felt compelled to watch what was going on across the room. He observed the man begin to undress Cam and quickly removed all of the boy's clothing, before he shed all of his own garments as well. The guy seemed to be in a hurry and his movements seemed very quick and impulsive. Cam didn't seem to be enjoying this either, but he wasn't fighting the guy off or anything. Like Bryce, Cam just seemed to let the guy do to him what he wished, but he didn't cooperate any more than he had to.

Bryce watched as the guy stretched Cam out and then greased up Cam's love canal, before his sheathed penis entered his friend and was rammed in and out of Cam's backdoor. Cam didn't seem to be in any distress because of what was happening to him, although he also seemed to be pretending he was as far away from this place as he could possibly get. He stayed that way until after his customer had satisfied his lustful desires.

About that same time, Bryce heard a knock on the door, before he saw Big John enter the room. Big John was there to tell the Judge his time was up, so he should put his pants on and go downstairs. The Judge still didn't seem as though he'd recovered from the sex act yet, even though he had continued to fondle and manipulate Bryce's small package while Bryce had been watching the other pair. Since he'd been told his time was up, he grabbed his garments and began to pull them on, possibly with the idea of getting another boy for the rest of the night.

"He was good, John, damn good," the Judge announced, on his way out of the room. "You'll make a fortune with that one and I'd be willing to bet that most of that money will be mine."

Big John and the Judge had a good laugh over that comment, but it caused Bryce to cringe, because he knew it meant the Judge planned to return to visit him many more times in the future. As the Judge left the room, Big John called out a name and another guy entered the room and made his way toward Bryce's bed.

This man looked really young and it seemed that he couldn't have been older than his early to mid-twenties. Thinking back upon the things Cam had told him previously; Bryce figured this must be the sheriff's deputy and the other guy who liked his boys really young. He seemed nice enough and wasn't bad looking either, but Bryce was also glad to discover that the guy didn't seem to have bad breath or any body odor that was offensive. In fact, he smelled really nice and must have used some nice smelling after-shave or deodorant.

This pleasant fragrance, when compared to the Judge's foul breath, kind of turned Bryce on a little. He still wasn't happy about being forced to do things like this, but this guy seemed different. He talked to Bryce and asked him things about himself, so it didn't seem as if he was just interested in getting into Bryce's pants, although Bryce wasn't wearing any at the moment. The pair chatted for several minutes, with Bryce surprising himself by answering most of the guy's questions, even if he wasn't enthusiastic about it. He did think this fellow was trying to be nice and he did manage to disarm the previously suspicious boy. After a few more minutes of this conversation, the guy finally announced his true intentions.

"I guess we'd better do something now, before my time with you is up," he suggested. "Is there anything special that you'd like to do?"

"I'll do whatever you want," Bryce responded, without showing much emotion.

Bryce wasn't sure why he was kind of brushing this guy off like this, since the man seemed to be trying to be considerate, but Bryce felt his reaction might have something to do with the fact that it was his second 'trick' of the evening. He hated the idea of being told whom he had to do this with and when, without being able to have any say in the matter.

"I know you will," the man replied, "but isn't there something you'd prefer or like to do?"

"Not really. It's all about the same to me," Bryce answered, nonchalantly. "You're paying the money, so it's your choice."

Bryce's voice came out sounding as if it was a monotone recording when he answered, and his customer seemed hurt that Bryce wasn't giving him a positive response to his attempt at giving him an option.

"Do you mind if I look at your body and play with it a bit?" the Deputy asked next.

"Nah, that's what you're paying the money for, isn't it?" Bryce replied, cynically.

The Deputy looked as if he was troubled by Bryce's comment, possibly even hurt.

"Look, kid, I'm not exactly like the others," he stated, and Bryce could detect the pained tone in his voice. "I DO like young boys, but I'd prefer to do what YOU want, so you can enjoy it too. How about working with me here, because I'm trying to give you a break."

Bryce eyed him suspiciously for a moment, before he gave him his response.

"And what if I just want to be left alone?" he finally replied, and he saw the young man wince.

The Deputy spent the next few seconds just staring at Bryce and then he looked down at the floor.

"I'd really appreciate it you were a little more cooperative. Don't you realize that I'm trying to make this more enjoyable for you, not just for me?" he reasoned. "I'm trying to meet you halfway here, but this is costing me quite a bit of money, so I expected that I'd be able to at least get off for the amount of money I'm paying."

Bryce stared back at him, his face hardening as he did so.

"Yeah, as long as you get your jollies, even if it hurts me," Bryce told him. "You're not that much different than the rest of them, so don't think you're fooling me or yourself."

Now, the Deputy looked angry.

"Well, I tried to make this easy for you, but since you don't want to cooperate and play ball, we'll do it your way," he snapped. "Help me get my damn clothes off. NOW!"

This time, Bryce could see the guy was extremely upset, very serious, totally frustrated and even bitter about the way Bryce had been acting. Bryce had pushed him way too far. Unfortunately, Bryce didn't realize this until it was too late and the guy had begun to retaliate. Bryce began to wonder if this guy was going to get him and trouble now, by telling Big John about how he'd been acting, and then Bryce would wind up getting punished for being so rude to a paying customer.

Finally, understanding that he'd been playing with dynamite, Bryce quickly helped the Deputy strip off his clothes and now they were naked together. Bryce waited to see what his 'John' would demand next, but the guy sat on the bed and told Bryce to come to him. When Bryce did, the man told him to lick his cock and get it up for him.

Bryce did as he was told, knowing he didn't dare risk angering him further, but a short time later the Deputy told Bryce to stop what he was doing and get up on the bed beside him. When Bryce did, the man told Bryce to straddle his head and then start working on his cock again, and when Bryce began to do this, he felt the Deputy began to lick his ball sack and small penis at the same time.

Bryce continued to run his tongue over and around the man's cock, which was only average size and medium thickness, but Bryce's body would occasionally squirm uncontrollably, as the Deputy worked on his miniature sex organs. Before long, Bryce exploded in a powerful dry orgasm, which caused him to stop his oral assault on his 'John,' but the guy never said a word. He was obviously pleased that Bryce had climaxed. After a few seconds, he pushed Bryce toward his neglected organ and Bryce responded to his unspoken message and immediately started using his mouth to pleasure the guy once again.

What Bryce failed to realize was that this wasn't the reason the guy had pushed him lower. What he was doing was repositioning Bryce, so he could rim him. When Bryce felt the Deputy's tongue flicking at his crack and around his little hole, he let out an audible moan. Bryce was enjoying the sensations he was feeling from this and his mid drifted back in time to when Derrick had done this to him, after he'd had his encounter with Big John. Since this activity was making Bryce feel so good, he spread his legs farther apart and squatted down a little, so the guy could reach his small behind better,

This pleased the man below him, so when the Deputy realized what Bryce was doing, he got even more aggressive in his attack on Bryce's sensitive chute. He now used his tongue to dart into that pink opening, time and time again, which caused Bryce's body to shiver each time the Deputy's tongue entered him. Bryce was stopping what he was doing every now and then, because the Deputy's tongue was driving him absolutely wild. At this point, the Deputy began to tongue-fuck him royally, which caused Bryce to completely stop what he was doing, so he could enjoy these totally awesome sensations.

The Deputy kept this up for a while longer, while reveling in the knowledge that this small, cute boy was totally enjoying his attention. When he finally stopped what he was doing, Bryce took this as a signal to start his work again, but the guy spoke to him and let him know otherwise.

"Hold on there, partner. I have other plans for you now," he stated. "You just move over a bit and face the head of your bed. Then, we'll try something a little different."

Bryce understood that this probably meant the guy was going to screw him doggy style, but right now he didn't care about that. He did as he was told and the Deputy retrieved a condom and some lube, which he generously applied to both of them. He then positioned himself behind the small boy, grabbed him by the hips and gradually pulled him back onto his dick, while at the same time pushing his own hips forward and guiding his penis past Bryce's guardian ring. Bryce flinched a little as it went in, but it wasn't too bad for him, so he pushed back a little too, to speed up the process.

The Deputy noticed this and rubbed Bryce's back in gratitude, but by that time he was fully seated inside the boy. He then bent forward and whispered, "Ready?" into Bryce's ear and Bryce nodded his head in response. Having been given the go ahead, the guy began to pump his hips back and forth, which allowed his penis to slide in and out of Bryce's love tunnel. After all of the attention he had received earlier, it wasn't long before the Deputy was bucking like a horse trying to throw its rider, and Bryce had all he could do to keep his balance and not be launched forward, into the headboard.

The Deputy was beginning to grunt now and Bryce could feel droplets of sweat landing on his back and upraised buttocks, so he assumed the guy was working hard and getting close. With a few more thrusts, the Deputy reached the point of no return and slammed his cock home, allowing the first burst of molten nut lava to fill the tip of the condom he was wearing. Then the guy began to buck again, milking more strands of cum from his over-stimulated fuck-stick. Once he had drained his balls of all of the baby-juice they could produce, he pulled it out of Bryce, flipped the boy over on his back and began kissing his young partner squarely on the lips. After forcing his tongue inside of Bryce's mouth, and exchanging a long open-mouth kiss, he pulled back and spoke to Bryce.

"You are incredibly awesome, kid," he gushed. "I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did. It was the most mind-blowing orgasm I've had in a very long time."

Bryce just looked up at the man and smiled, knowing that the Deputy had wanted to please him, but yet be able to enjoy this too. Bryce felt he had to let the man know that he appreciated his thoughtfulness.

"Yeah, I did," Bryce agreed. "It wasn't as bad as with some of those other guys, so I'd like to thank you. I also want to apologize for the things I'd said and how I acted earlier. You didn't deserve that."

"Thanks, and I understand, kid," he commiserated. "I'll try to get you every chance I get and I'll also try to do my best to make sure that you enjoy it too. That's the least I can do."

Bryce smiled again and then leaned up, so he could wrap his arms around the Deputy's neck. He then locked his lips over the Deputy's mouth and delivered the most passionate kiss the Deputy had ever had from one of the boys.

"Thanks, kid. That was special," he admitted. "You're definitely one in a million."

Now, the Deputy got up, dressed and then he was out the door. Bryce hadn't even noticed Cam's date had left too and Cam was lying on his bed, smiling over at Bryce.

"I guess you enjoyed that one?" he asked, with a grin.

"Well, more than with the Judge or Big John," Bryce admitted. "He really seemed to care that I enjoyed it too. I always thought the adults only wanted to please themselves, not us."

"Most do, but there are some, like the Deputy, who consider how we feel as well," Cam advised him. "He used to pay to be with me, before you got here, so I know what he's like."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to take him away from you," Bryce apologized.

"Hey, that's ok," Cam told him. "I've always known that he preferred younger boys, without any hair. I just happened to be the youngest one here before you showed up, so that's the only reason he picked me."

"Then you're not mad at me?" Bryce asked.

"Heck, no. I could never be mad at you," Cam confessed. "You're my new best friend, along with Steve."

Bryce smiled.

"You're my new best friend too, along with Steve too," Bryce agreed. "I'm really glad I've got you here with me now. So what's next?"

"That's probably it for tonight, since this was a school day," Cam advised him. "Tomorrow is Saturday, so we'll be busy most of the day, and we'll probably also be busy again on Sunday, at least until around dinnertime."

"Wow, isn't that a lot of sex?" Bryce asked, amazed.

"Yeah, but that's when Big John makes most of his money," Cam advised him. "He makes a little during the week, but not very much, since he doesn't want to interfere too much with our studies. He wants us to be able to do something else to make a living, once we're too old to be of use to him here."

"That's good," Bryce agreed, "but I hope I don't have to do this too often over the weekend."

"I don't know how to tell you this," Cam responded, "but once word gets out about you, you'll probably be even busier than me. It seems a lot of guys prefer their boys your age, instead of older."

"Doesn't it bother you to have to do it so much or that there are others in here watching you while you're doing it?" Bryce asked.

"Yeah, it used to, but not so much any more," Cam confessed. "Heck, that's what it's like everyone here, since most of us share a room. That means there are usually two couples going at it in every room, so someone's usually watching the other pair. I guess I've just gotten used to it."

"I don't know if I ever will, but I guess I can learn to live with it too, if you did," Bryce conceded. "I wish I didn't have to do this at all, but it's not as bad as it might be, since I have you here with me. I actually was watching you with your customer earlier, when I didn't have my eyes closed so I didn't have to think about being with the Judge. I kina enjoy looking at your body too."

Bryce looked sort of melancholy after admitting this and Cam let out a little chuckle.

"You do, huh," he replied, somewhat flattered, "and I wish that I didn't have to do this with the men either, but that's not going to change, so we might as well stop thinking about that. I don't mind you watching me though, if it makes it a little easier and helps you. Do you want to sleep together again?"

"Yeah, sure," Bryce agreed, without hesitation. "Your bed or mine?"

"Mine, this time," Cam responded, eagerly, as he moved over so Bryce could join him.

Bryce locked the door and flipped the lights off, before he got in Cam's bed. As soon as they were side by side, Cam wrapped his arms around his friend, looked him in the eye and spoke.

"You know, I love having you here like this every night," Cam confessed.

"I like it too," Bryce agreed. "I don't feel so lonely and I'm not so scared when I'm lying next to you, since I know you really care about me."

"I really do, and I was thinking that someday maybe we might even become boyfriends?" Cam announced.

This unexpected admission startled Bryce, so a strange look came over his face. Cam had been watching Bryce, so he could gauge his reaction, but he wasn't sure if this meant Bryce was happy or pissed about what he'd just said. His confusion ended though, when Bryce tilted his head, looked at Cam and smiled.

"Yeah, that would be really special," Bryce agreed.

After saying this, Bryce cuddled up against Cam and just enjoyed their closeness and the feel of Cam's body next to him. Both boys understood they didn't have to do anything sexual tonight and merely enjoyed this very special time with each other.

The next morning, after the pair awoke, they kissed and then went to relieve themselves, before putting something on and going down to eat breakfast. Big John was in a really good mood when they got there, seeing he made more than the usual amount of money for a Friday night and he expected to do even better today.

After the boys had finished eating, they showered together, as usual, but they also fooled around a bit too, but only in a playful manner. When they were finished cleaning up, they went back to their room, dressed provocatively again and then went to wait in the living room for the men to show up. It was just before noon when the first knock came on the door. It was the Judge and he was looking for Bryce.

"Where's that scrumptious little boy today?" he asked, as he entered.

Bryce shuddered when he heard the Judge's voice, even though he couldn't see his face yet. He had been hoping the man wouldn't come back again until the following weekend.

"Bryce, get out here," Big John yelled. "You have a visitor."

Hesitantly, Bryce walked out to the foyer, where he found the Judge waiting. The man beamed at him, as he moved in Bryce's direction, but he stopped long enough to hand Big John a wad of money.

"I think that should cover me for a couple of hours or better," the Judge stated, as he did this.

Big John nodded and the Judge took Bryce by the hand and literally dragged him up to his room. As soon as the door was shut, the Judge began to undress Bryce and he stroke his smooth skin as it was uncovered. The Judge was acting like a little kid with a new toy when he reached for Bryce's genitals.

As the Judge leaned closer to him, Bryce immediately noticed that the man's breath was still foul smelling and was convinced that it had to be smoking related, not that it made it any better to cope with. The Judge began to kiss him, as he fondled Bryce's package, but as soon as he pulled his lips away, Bryce would either attempt turn his head to the side or hold his breath, so the Judge asked him what was wrong.

"What's the matter, son? Don't you like kissing?" he wondered.

"It's not that," Bryce said, meekly. "It's your breath. It doesn't smell so good."

The Judge looked hurt and then excused himself momentarily. When he came back, his breath had a minty-fresh smell to it.

"I just went down and borrowed some of Big John's mouthwash," he confessed. "I hope that's better."

This made Bryce feel badly that he'd insulted the man, although it was a lot easier for him to breathe now.

"I'm sorry," Bryce told him. "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings."

"Don't worry, kid, you didn't," the Judge confirmed. "It's from my bad habit of smoking cigars, but I'll remember to gargle from now on, before I come here."

Bryce gave him a weak smile, knowing the man was hinting that he'd be around a lot, but he didn't dare make any other comments about it. The Judge didn't let the previous episode faze him and went back to playing with Bryce's naked body. He was now sucking on Bryce's nipple, as he attempted to slide a finger up the boy's rectum. Bryce let his mind wander when this happened and pretended it was Cam who was doing this too him again. His little dick even began to rise because of this mental imagery, not because of what was actually happening to him.

"I knew you'd learn to like this," the Judge commented, not understanding the real reason this was happening.

Even though the Judge had drawn the wrong interpretation from what he now observed, Bryce decided it would be in his best interest if he didn't correct the error. Instead, Bryce continued to imagine it was Cam who was lovingly stimulating his body, so all he could see in his mind's eye was Cam affectionately ministering to him.

After doing this for a while, the Judge pushed Bryce down on the bed, so he could move down his torso even further, at least until he could orally manipulate his small package. When he finally reached that area, he sucked Bryce's scrotum and penis in his mouth at the same time, as he attempted to stimulate this area as much as possibly he could. He continued working o the boy orally, while continuing to ram his finger in and out of his tiny hole, until Bryce achieved his dry orgasm.

He was going to have the boy suck him next, but he saw that Bryce was still lost in a trance-like swoon from climaxing, so he merely rolled the boy over, so he could suck on his cute, little, pink hole. The Judge slobbered all over that puckered opening and pushed his tongue past the sphincter, while lubricating the area with his saliva and making the boy hot, so he would want the Judge's dick up there next. Now, he slipped on a condom, slimed it up with lube and added some of it to Bryce's anal region, as he prepared the boy for that ultimate pleasure.

After lifting Bryce's butt up and positioning it at the appropriate height to provide him the right angle for entry, the Judge pushed his way inside the tight hole. As he began to assault the boy's ass again, Bryce merely let out a little groan, because he still imagined it was Cam that was making love to him. Hearing Bryce's groan of pleasure encouraged the Judge to pump into him, but this time using long, slow strokes. Every time he felt he was getting close to ejaculating, he would stop and let his juices cool off again, before he would resume his assault. After doing this several times, he finally gave in to his physical needs and saw it through to completion. As he was filling the condom, the Judge's aged and overworked body began to shudder, in total fulfillment.

The man managed to hold on to Bryce's hips, to keep his balance long enough for his ancient penis to wilt and pull out of the boy, and then he let his body fall sideways, as he collapsed on the bed. Once he regained his senses, the Judge played with Bryce's body some more and did all kinds of things to him, plus he used his tongue to lathe every part of the boy's body, without any outward sign of participation on his young friend's part. Bryce was just kind of letting it happen to him. As long as the Judge was happy and didn't realize Bryce was blasé about what was happening, then both of them were satisfied.

Finally, the Judge either tired or grew bored, so he stopped what he was doing and got off the bed, but his mind was already racing ahead and thinking about what he would do the next time he was with this kid. Bryce lay motionless beside the man, until the Judge got up, dressed, left the room and headed downstairs, leaving him alone. Once he realized the Judge was gone, Bryce put his clothes back on and then set out for the dining room, to see what there was for lunch, since he hadn't eaten since breakfast.

This time Big John fixed him a meal, since all of the other boys were busy with customers. Big John was willing to do this for him for a couple of reasons. First, Bryce was attracting a lot of business, but he also wanted each boy to keep his strength up, so he would be at peak performance for the rest of the weekend. After eating a grilled cheese sandwich, a bowl of soup and a fairly large bowl of ice cream, covered in chocolate syrup, Bryce was told that he had someone else to take care of.

Bryce wasn't particularly pleased to hear this and wished he could just disappear for the rest of the day or run away. He definitely wasn't looking forward to another customer and his attitude was only reinforced when he saw the guy he was to be with. It was a very fat, middle-aged man, wearing work pants and a dirty shirt. The guy looked as if he was on his way home, or maybe just taking a lunch break, from some kind of filthy job, maybe as a mechanic, a sanitation worker or some kind of custodian. The guy smiled when he saw Bryce and revealed he was missing two teeth in front, one on top and the other on the bottom. Seeing this, Bryce was even more revolted by this guy's appearance than any of the others.

Bryce showed the man to his room, only to walk in on Cam, as he was being butt-fucked by some other disgusting guy. Bryce's customer was really fascinated with watching the other pair, so he merely plopped down on the middle of Bryce's bed and began to undress himself, while at the same time telling Bryce to get undressed too. Once they were both naked, the man spoke to Bryce.

"To start, why don't you come up here and straddle my face, so I can enjoy your sweet body first," he told him.

Bryce slowly did as the man wanted and for the next several minutes the guy sucked on Bryce's small prick, but he also orally attacked Bryce's rear entrance. After he felt satisfied with what he'd done, he spoke to Bryce again.

"Ok, son, I don't want to hurt you by getting on top of you, so you can just work on my dick until it gets hard," he stated. "Then, you can sit on it and give me a good ride. I'll even give you a tip, if you do a really good job."

Bryce was somewhat surprised by the guy's request, but he understood what he wanted. That was almost the same type of thing that he usually had to do to Maury, after Maury first started molesting Bryce. Bryce knew there was no way he could get away without doing this, so he just decided to get it over with as quickly as he could.

Bryce bent over and began to stroke the guy's limp penis, while toying with the thought that this pig probably hadn't even seen his penis in years, because of his enormous belly. It hung down in several folds and hid everything below his waist, including his being able to see his own feet. It took Bryce several minutes before he got the guy erect and he felt this might have been due to fact that the man might have lost some feeling in his genitals, because of his enormous size and the weight of all the blubber. Once the man was finally hard, Bryce slipped a condom on the guy's dick and lubed it up. Then, Bryce hovered over the short, rigid pole and slowly lowered himself onto it, until it was completely inside of him.

Once the man's penis was firmly in his butt, Bryce began to bounce up and down on it, while doing everything he knew how to get this guy to bust a nut as quickly as he could. Bryce's energetic assault on the man's penis, which was enhanced as he alternately squeezed and relaxed his anal muscles as he attempted to milk the man dry. This accomplished the desired result in record time and the guy stiffened and emptied his load into the condom, which was buried in his young partner's rectum. Bryce bounced on it a few more times, before breaking free of the softening tool and leaving the man of his bed, to recover at his own pace.

Once the guy recuperated, he thanked Bryce and told him he'd enjoyed himself and said he was ready to leave. Bruce got up, retrieved the man's filthy clothes and handed them to him. The man put them on and slipped Bryce a couple of dollars as a reward.

"Not bad, kid," he offered, on his way out. "Kind of quick, but not bad at all."

Once the man left, Bryce went to the toilet and washed his body quickly, to get rid of the man's body odor and any transferred grime. Bryce was deep in thought throughout the time he was doing this, as he analyzed what his life was going to be like if he had to remain here. It wasn't the sex part that was so bad, but it had more to do with the people he had to do it with and the fact that he had absolutely no choice in the matter. None of this would seem so unacceptable to him, if he could select his own partners and there was at least a minimal amount of love involved. It wasn't so much about the of age of the other person, but the thought that the sex was only about the 'John' getting off or Big John getting paid, and this wasn't what he wanted.

By the time he returned to the first floor, Bryce had a chance to grab a snack and a drink, before he was told that there was another person waiting to use him. Once more, Bryce made the hike back up to his bedroom with another individual he didn't know, only to have to let the new adult have his way with him.

After dinner, Bryce had two more customers, but then he was finally done for the day. Once Big John released the boys for the night, Bryce and Cam got to spend the rest of the night alone in their room. The two boys talked and Cam tried to convince Bryce that what he was doing wasn't so terrible. Cam told him that he'd also thought that at first, but after comparing this to some of the other foster homes he'd been in, this place didn't look quite so bad. At least he ate well, was given money to spend and was treated fairly, for the most part. The only downside was turning tricks.

After listening to Cam's viewpoint on this, Bryce had to admit that Cam was probably right. At least no one was beating him or trying to slam him around, and he also had plenty to eat, unlike his last foster home. Besides, he had even learned that Big John would give them all spending money when he let them go into town, so after considering this situation further, Bryce decided he'd make the best of this situation and it might not be so hard to survive here after all.

Chapter 11
Joey Gets His Revenge

The local mayor had also stepped in and asked Big John to make this compromise as well, because he wanted to keep peace between the religious community and his desire to keep the 'farm' operational. This was due to the fact that those same religious leaders who enjoyed coming to the farm and using the boys at their convenience had threatened to have it shut down, if this small restriction wasn't put in place. Therefore, Big John gave in to their demand.

Bryce was having some difficulty remaining focused on his assignments, because he kept wondering about the number and types of customers he was going to have to deal with today. He was hoping he wouldn't have to service another collection of overweight or elderly men today, but he knew the likelihood of avoiding those types of 'Johns' wasn't very good. He was, however, able to concentrate on his studies long enough, so that he finally completed the majority of his schoolwork by lunchtime and then took a break to eat,

Once he'd finished his lunch, he went to sit in the living room, while he waited to be called to greet his first customer. He wasn't in there very long though before he heard his name called. Bryce headed toward the foyer and was surprised to discover that his first trick was a younger man, probably in his late twenties or early thirties, but he was dressed in a suit and fairly handsome. Seeing how he was attired, Bryce immediately wondered if this guy had just come from Church.

Bryce led him up to his room and they sat on Bryce's bed together. The man introduced himself as Jared and asked Bryce about himself, after mentioning that he'd never seen him here before. This led Bryce to conclude that this guy must come here fairly often. Bryce gave him a little information, but not much, and then he asked the man what he wanted to do.

After the man stripped down to his underwear, he did the same thing to Bryce, and then they got on the bed and lay side by side, as the man cradled Bryce in his arm and began kissing him, passionately. This puzzled Bryce slightly, but he was definitely enjoying it and thought that if all of his customers were like this, then he wouldn't have any problems at all.

After making out with the man for a while, they removed the rest of their clothing and then got back on the bed. This time, the man made sure Bryce was in front of him, so they were arranged front-to-back, and then he had Bryce turn his head and look over his shoulder so they could continue kissing. While they were doing this, the man managed to slip on a condom and lube it up, without Bryce even noticing what he was up to. He also began fingering Bryce's hole with his lubed fingers, as he slowly prepared the boy. He was then nearly able to slip his penis into his young partner without Bryce even realizing what he was doing, because the boy was totally into and focused on the kissing, but the man had also began to fondle Bryce's genitals vigorously before he attempted penetration. Once the man had slipped his shaft into the boy's rear entrance, he began to slowly do the old bump and grind.

After continuing in this position for a few minutes, the man coaxed Bryce into getting on all fours next and they did it doggy style for a while longer. Then the man pulled out of Bryce, lay in the middle of the mattress and asked Bryce ride his cock for a few minutes more. After they'd done this for a while, the man sat up, slowly lowered Bryce's back onto the mattress and then rode the boy in the missionary position for a while longer. He was driving into Bryce forcefully, which caused Bryce's body to begin sliding across the mattress, a few millimeters at a time, with every inward stroke.

When the man tired of that position, he rolled Bryce up onto his neck and shoulders, so that he was basically standing above Bryce and forcing his penis downward and into the boy. After a few minutes of doing it like this, Jared began panting like a long-distance runner beginning his sprint toward the finish line. Finally, he slammed his cock into Bryce one final time, stiffened and groaned, as he dumped a huge load inside the condom buried deep within Bryce's well-used love canal.

Bryce was panting too, because this guy had given him one hell of a workout, more than anyone else he had ever been with. Eventually, Bryce was able to lower his back onto the mattress again, guiding his customer with him, so they returned to the missionary position with the man still inside of him. Once that happened, Bryce reached up, wrapped his arms around the man's neck and pulled his head downward, so he could kiss him again. It was a passionate kiss, and Bryce not only opened his mouth, but he eagerly offered up his tongue, as his way of thanking this man for the incredible session.

The man praised Bryce for his amorous and cooperative nature before he left, but he also thanked him and stated that he'd had a great time. Then, he began putting his clothes back on, but before he headed for the door to leave, he handed Bryce a folded up bill as a tip. Bryce thanked the man for the tip and then watched as he exited the room, but Bryce remained hopeful that he would see a great deal more of this guy and a lot less of a few of the others.

After a short breather, Bryce got dressed again and headed downstairs. He'd barely had a time to get a drink, before he heard Big John call his name. Slowly, he shuffled his way back to the foyer, where Big John introduced him to his next customer. This guy was about average height, average build and probably in his late thirties, but once they got to Bryce's room and the guy stripped down, this man was anything BUT average in the dick department. It was probably seven or eight inches [18-20 cm] soft, but once it got hard it must have been ten or eleven inches [25-28 cm] long, but fortunately for Bryce it was only medium thickness.

Bryce's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets when he first saw the guys cock and the 'John' chuckled when he noticed Bryce's reaction. He probably got the same type of response the first time anyone saw his penis, either flaccid or erect, but it seemed he still enjoyed the level of surprise and awe their faces registered, anytime he was with someone new.

Bryce tried to take the man orally, and although he could get his mouth over the helmet and was able to start sliding his head up and down on the shaft, he was only able to take about the top quarter into his throat. Then again, it might have only been a fifth of the man's dick he had in his mouth, but he couldn't be sure, but he was doing the best he could. As he was pleasuring the man orally, Bryce thought back to one of the comments the Judge had made, after he saw Bryce sizing up his small cock.

"More than a mouthful is a waste," he had told Bryce.

Now, Bryce knew what the Judge had meant by that. Bryce looked at this guy's cock and thought that there sure was a lot here that was, and would be, going to waste.

After the guy put on a condom, Bryce noticed the thin piece of latex was barely able to cover the man's lengthy appendage. After the man lubed it up, he slowly began to enter Bryce anally, but he didn't attempt to give Bryce more than just the top half of his cock to begin with. However, after the man had driven into the boy a number of times, Bryce discovered that not as much of the man's penis was still being wasted now. With every thrust, Bryce's tunnel of love accepted more and more of the man's dick, so before the guy blew his wad it was almost entirely inside of him. Bryce was surprised that he had been able to accommodate so much of that lengthy tool and was determined to take it all if the man ever came back again. What was even more surprising to him was the fact that he didn't feel any discomfort from having it rammed into him. Maybe it was because it wasn't really thick too, but Bryce was actually proud of the fact that he had taken so much without complaint.

Before Bryce went back downstairs this time, he sat on his bed for a few extra minutes and watched Cam and his customer first. He couldn't help but admire Cam's body and cute face, all the while wishing he were the one over there doing things with him. When he saw Cam look over and noticed Bryce staring at them, Bryce flashed him a smile and winked at his friend, which brought an immediate smile to Cam's face. This happened in between the grunts he was making, each time the man's cock slammed into his body.

Bryce actually was able to enjoy a short break this time, so he grabbed himself a snack and a drink, as he waited to be called again. When that happened, Bryce went in to the foyer and found a fairly short guy, probably in his forties, but he was clean, neat and not ugly. He wasn't handsome either, but at least Bryce wouldn't have trouble looking at him.

Bryce was somewhat amazed that this guy was more interested in screwing his face, rather than his ass. Bryce didn't have a problem with this, seeing it gave his butt a chance to recuperate, and he found himself curled up in a 69 position with the guy, as he sucked on the man's penis, while the guy worked on Bryce's miniature package. His 'John' brought Bryce to a powerful dry climax fairly quickly, but he didn't stop there. He actually kept attacking Bryce's penis and brought him to a total of three mind-blowing boy orgasms, before he gave up his own load. Bryce was actually exhausted when they were done, not so much from working on his customer, but from the draining effect of the three climaxes the man had elicited from him.

When Bryce finally started down the stairs, he discovered his legs were wobbly and he felt weak. He did make it all the way to the bottom without incident however, so he went out to the kitchen and found a can of Red Bull, hoping that would help to restore some of his strength. He quickly downed the drink, and it did help, so he made his way back to the living room, where he sat and chatted with some of the other boys for a while.

Bryce was beginning to feel that he was going to escape the rest of the day without having another customer, but then he heard Big John call his name again. When he went out to the foyer, he found the young Sheriff's Deputy waiting for him. He was surprised to see him again, but not because of the way he had treated him the first time. It was due to the fact that he didn't think the guy would have enough money to comeback again so soon, especially since he didn't have a really high paying job. Sure, he felt the guy probably made decent money, but with the higher fee Big John was charging for him, because he was a limited quantity that seemed to be in high demand, Bryce felt most of his customers would only be able to do this on an occasional basis.

Bryce soon learned this guy had also brought a friend with him, who had paid to be with Cam, but once they got to their room, he discovered the two men wanted to make this a foursome. After Bryce talked this over quickly with Cam, the boys agreed and all four of them climbed onto Cam's bed together.

To start off, the men kissed and made out with the boys, as they slowly undressed them, but then they had Cam lie in the center of his mattress. Once he was in position, they had Bryce position himself between Cam's legs and told Bryce to work on Cam orally, while the other customer straddled Cam's head and fed him his cock. The Deputy then got behind Bryce and attacked his rear entrance with his tongue. Bryce thought he had the best of both worlds, since he got to work on Cam, while he also enjoyed the sensation of his asshole being eaten out by the Deputy. He had a feeling Cam was more than ok with this too, since he and Bryce were close and the two men they were with were both fairly good-looking.

Once Cam and his customer had both ejaculated, they switched positions, so that Cam was blowing Bryce, while Bryce did the same to the Deputy and the other guy ate Cam out. Once that session ended, they took a couple of minutes to recuperate, before the two men fucked their boys. When that happened, Cam and Bryce were positioned facing each other, so they began kissing, at least as much as they could. This wasn't easy, because their heads would sometimes bang together, because of the force the guys were using to fuck them. When the two men saw what the boys were doing, they tried to be considerate and would pull back on the boys' hips as they drove into them, hoping that would prevent the boys' heads from slamming together. Sometimes it was effective and at other times not so much, but the boys were also limiting how much they were using their tongues, after Cam bit his when their faces accidentally collided.

Once this session ended, the two men handed the boys $20.00 each as a tip, and then they kissed the boys passionately for a few minutes, as a second thank you for the great time they'd just had. When the boys went back downstairs, Big John told them both to call it a night, since it was almost time to close up shop for the day. The boys were relieved they didn't have to see anyone else, so they went up to their room and discussed notes from today.

Bryce told Cam that even though he'd had four customers, none of the men were disgusting or offensive. When Bryce told Cam about the first guy, Cam confessed that he'd been with that man before and had a great time with him too, although he was beat by the time they'd finished. When Bryce told Cam about the second guy, with the big dick, Cam said he'd heard some of the others talk about him, but he'd never had him as a customer. Bryce didn't say much about the third guy, but Cam informed him that he thought the last two guys, the Deputy and the other man, might be boyfriends and lovers. Cam said he and Steve had a duel session like that with them before and he hoped they might have more sessions like that again. Cam also admitted that he liked the fact that Bryce and he had been able to do things with each other, as well as with the men.

When Bryce mentioned to Cam about his thoughts about the Deputy and his wondering about how he could afford to do this so often, Cam mentioned that he had heard the Deputy also had outside money. He wasn't sure whether it was an inheritance from a relative or possibly a lottery windfall, but he saw the Deputy here quite often and had been with him many times, although he thought the Deputy and the other guy were lovers at home. If that were true, then those guys must have amazing sexual appetites, especially the Deputy.

Cam told Bryce about his other customer too, since he'd only had that one other guy that Bryce had seen him with. When Bryce commented about how the men he saw today seemed to be cleaner, better dressed and nicer to him than most of his other customers, the boys decided that it might have had something to do with it being Sunday and maybe the men had not only had gotten cleaned up and dressed for church, but they were also displaying their Sunday manners. Bryce said if that were the case, then he definitely would look forward to Sunday, over both Friday night and Saturday.

When the boys went down for dinner, Big John called Bryce over so he could speak with him before he went into the dining room. Bryce was surprised when Big John came over and gave him a huge bear hug, but he was even more surprised by what followed.

"Son, I'm going to take good care of you," Big John told him. "I've heard a lot of compliments about you since you've been here and you sure are attracting a lot of business. There have even been some new guys coming in, once one of our regulars told them about you. The Judge was right, because you are definitely a gold mine."

Bryce understood most of that, but he wasn't exactly sure what Big John meant when he told Bryce he was 'going to take good care of him.' When Bryce mentioned this to Cam, his roommate explained it to him. He told him that Big John was just letting him know that he's been making a lot of money off of him and that when they went into town, Big John would make sure he got plenty of spending money, so he would be able to get whatever he wanted, within reason. Bryce thought this sounded pretty good, since none of his other foster homes ever spent much on just him or gave him money to buy things he might like to have. This money, when combined with the tips he had received so far, meant this place might not be so bad after all. If Bryce worked hard at it and made his customers happy, maybe it would help to keep him happy too.

The next time Big John took the boys into town, Bryce discovered that Cam had been correct when he explained the meaning of Big John's comments to him. Before they left, Big John gave Bryce three times more money than he gave Cam. Once Bryce talked to Cam about it and discovered how much more he had received, he decided that he didn't think it was fair, so he offered Cam a deal. From now on, they'd pool their tip money and whatever Big John gave them and then split it evenly.

Cam objected to this at first, saying Bryce should be getting a lot more than him because he had to work harder and had more customers, so Cam didn't want to take what his friend had earned. Bryce, however, had made up his mind and wasn't about to change it. Bryce felt they were not only friends and roommates, but he also had developed deep feelings for Cam, so Bryce wanted to do this for him. After insisting that Cam accept this arrangement, Cam reluctantly gave in, but he was going to make sure he didn't take advantage of Bryce or abuse his generosity.

During the week, because they didn't often have any customers to service, Bryce and Cam would often take care of each other. Most of the time these sessions weren't just about the sex, but rather about exploring their closeness and just being affectionate with each other. About half of the time, they would also invite Steve to join them, since both boys liked Steve nearly as much as they did each other and didn't want to leave him out. They had all bonded with each other and grown very close, so the three of them always sat together on the bus and at meals, but Big John had also assigned them to do most chores together too. He wasn't a fool and had noticed how close they were as well.

Due to this unique closeness they all shared, the others began referring to them as 'The Three Musketeers,' 'The Three Amigos,' or on some occasions, 'The Three Stooges,' because of their antics around the house. The trio also picked up the nickname the 'Three Blind Mice,' because they often walked about so engrossed in their conversations or were consumed with horsing around with each other that they would not see the other objects or people around them. This often resulted in them bumping into an individual or piece of furniture with considerable regularity. The trio did, however, promise to be more observant in the future, after damaging a few items and causing a few minor injuries to the other boys.

After the latest report cards came out, the triumvirate also picked up the additional nickname of 'The Three Wise Men,' because they had done better, academically, than nearly everyone else in the house. The boys didn't mind any of these nicknames though, because they knew it was all done as good-natured ribbing. They were also happy that everyone paired them up this way, as a family unit, so to speak, so no one's feelings ever got hurt.

Over the next few weeks, Bryce was getting quite a workout. He had become very popular and was making big money for his foster father and foster home, which translated into making good sums for himself, which of course he shared with Cam. On Friday night, Bryce would usually see two customers, and on Saturday he would have five or six more visitors, and then he also almost always had at least four 'Johns' on Sunday. On average, he'd also have one or two special appointments during the week, which Big John would set up for some of his very 'special' clients, at a premium, of course. It soon became a known fact that Bryce was seeing three to four times as many customers as the others, plus the fees for these sessions were higher, so he was doing quite well monetarily as well, between the tips and the money he got from Big John.

Big John was thrilled to give him lots of spending money, although in reality it was only a very small percentage of what he was bringing in, and Bryce would use some of it to have fun with or buy the things he wanted, but he was also hiding a good share of it and adding it to the stash he had begun to accumulate at his previous foster home. Bryce had found a good hiding place for it in his room, in the small closet he shared with Cam. He had discovered a loose board against the back wall, and while exploring it further, he found that it opened up into a hollow compartment, made by the 2 x 4's used to frame the closet and the wooden cross-boards nailed between them to attach electrical boxes and other devices to. This made for a good place for him to keep his money, and he didn't tell anyone, except for Cam, that he had hidden the money there or how much he'd saved up.

The fact the Bryce was earning so much led Cam to question their arrangement again. No matter how hard or how much he protested that he felt as if he were cheating Bryce, things never changed. Bryce was insistent that he wanted to do this for Cam, because he had very deep feelings for him and was beginning to hope that maybe they would be able to stay together for a very long time. As a compromise, Bryce did agree to store some of Cam's money in his hiding place as well, to keep it safe. In Cam's mind though, he was merely giving the money back to the person to whom it truly belonged.

As time went on, Bryce was also getting to know more about the men who visited the farm, seeking a little fun. Not only was there the Judge, the Sheriff's Deputy and the deputy's friend, there was also the local police chief and a couple of his officers, at least two state troopers that Bryce knew of, a local Boy Scout leader, a couple of coaches, a couple of clergymen, a few businessmen and other professionals and at least one teacher. The teacher he knew about worked for a neighboring school district and not where the boys went to school, but the rest of the men that came there were farmers, store clerks or other lower-level laborers, but there sure were enough of them who came regularly to make this type of business profitable. This doesn't mean that Bryce serviced all of these men, but they were the people he'd begun to recognize seeing around. He'd received the additional information about them from Cam and Steve, so he was beginning to learn a little about the difference types of men that frequented the 'farm.'

Big John had been in an extremely good mood during this time, since he was making a lot more money than before and everything was going smoothly. That was until late one evening, when the main phone for the house rang. One of the older boys answered it and then called Big John and told him that it was an emergency call for him, so Big John got of the call he'd been engaged in on his private line. Shortly after he picked it up, Big John started screaming at the person on the other end and he also turned a bright shade of red, which was a result of his rising blood pressure.

As the boys found out later, this call had to do with the kid named Joey, the boy Bryce had heard the other boys commenting about on the night Big John had broken him in. The others had said that Joey hadn't been able to cope with the sex he was forced to perform and had some sort of breakdown because of it. When Joey 'lost it' and reacted so badly, Big John had him examined by a psychiatrist friend of his and that man ended up declaring that Joey suffered from a severe mental disorder, so he had him confined to an institution. The place they put him was an adult institution, which wasn't supposed to take in minors, so the staff kept Joey hidden in an area away from the other patients. They also kept him heavily medicated, so he couldn't tell anyone about what had happened to him and why he'd suffered his breakdown.

The arrangement to 'take care' of this problem all began to unravel when a new mental health investigator was assigned to this institution. While doing an unannounced, routine investigation, he discovered attendants going in and out of an area that he thought was an unused section of the building. He snuck back there later, when no one was around, so he could find out what they had been doing there. That's when he discovered the boy and realized they were housing him illegally and there was no record of the kid being there.

The man managed to do this without anyone discovering what he was up to, so the staff didn't realize he knew the boy was there. Therefore, when he went to have the boy removed later, he did it in a way that didn't leave any of Big John's 'cronies' time to block the move or hide the boy somewhere else. He also did it without anyone at the institution or in 'the loop' from gaining knowledge of his plans to rescue the boy, so they were totally unprepared to prevent him from moving the boy to another facility.

The way he accomplished this was by using subterfuge and deploying a method that was a common practice for dealing with patients that had ailments that were best treated elsewhere. He also did it at a time when most of the staff at the institution, those who might have had the ability to prevent his actions, was tied up in a departmental meeting. Since he suspected the boy's confinement was being done through a 'special' arrangement, he realized he had to take this precaution so those who had arranged it or were in collusion with them were busy with other matters. An hour before the scheduled time for the departmental meeting for the administrators, supervisors and senior staff, the investigator took a smoke break outside and used his cell phone to alert the special team he had assembled to assist him.

When 'rescue team' showed up, after the departmental meeting was in full swing, only less experienced staff members were on duty. When he went to get Joey, he pretended that he didn't realize it was illegal for a minor to be there and merely told the man on duty that he was having the patient transported to the hospital to have additional tests conducted. Since this was something that frequently happened with the residents, the staff member saw nothing wrong or improper with his explanation or request, so he allowed the inspector to remove the boy from the premises. Once his associates had whisked Joey away from that location, they had him placed in a more suitable situation and began weaning him from the drugs the others had kept him sedated with. The institution Joey had formerly been housed in didn't realize anything was wrong until the boy never returned, but by then he was in another facility and there was no way to reverse what had happened.

Big John's friends did attempt to get a court order to have the boy returned, which they had the Judge who often frequented the 'farm' sign, but the institution where the boy currently resided appealed the order. They managed to get the order reversed and, thus, prevented Big John's friends from getting Joey back. When they realized they could no longer do anything to protect themselves, they called Big John to let him know what had happened. Fortunately, they would have some time to react to the situation, because it would take time for Joey to be weaned from the drugs and be able to 'spill the beans' about what he'd been through.

Once Big John got over his initial shock and anger over hearing the news, his complexion went from being bright red to a very pale shade of white, as all the blood drained back out of his extremities. This happened when the reality of what this could mean had sunk in. Immediately, Big John began to make a series of very hasty plans, so he could 'get out of Dodge before the marshal arrived.' Over the next few days, Big John made several trips into town, which was a very rare occurrence for him, and he closed out his various bank accounts, which were housed in several different financial institutions or held within an assortment of safety deposit boxes. Once he had gathered everything together, he returned to the house and prepared to leave.

Big John had been continually receiving updates from a 'source' on the inside, as well as the assorted law enforcement departments that were being used in this investigation, so he basically knew what was going on. Big John had learned that after Joey had been taken off of the drugs he had been on and had regained his voice, he was using it in to reveal what had happened to him. He was singing like a canary and telling everyone that would listen about many of Big John's secrets. He had also managed to shine a spotlight on the activities that had been taking place at the 'farm' and some of the other people involved. Before this all came to a head, Big John packed up many of his belongings and all of his cash, and then he made a hasty exit out of town. He figured that if anyone wanted to prosecute him, they'd have to find him first, and he had enough money left to stay hidden for several years, at a minimum.

Once the boys discovered what was going on, mostly from overhearing conversations Big John had on the phone or from listening in on his visits from some of his more connected customers, the boys decided that this was not going to be good for them either. They had already been labeled as boys who were 'sexual predators' and this would only add to that impression, so they had their own meeting in the barn, where they discussed their own options.

"Man, this is going to come down as hard on us as it will on Big John," one of the older boys announced.

"How do you figure that?" Cam wanted to know.

"Look, DSS already thinks were all sexual deviates," he said, snottily, "and this will only make them more certain of it. After all, we did this somewhat willingly and never tried to tell anyone about it, so we could get out of having to do it."

"Well, what difference would that have made?" Steve asked.

"Unfortunately, it will make them think that we did it because we wanted to or because we enjoyed it."

"Well, that is partially the truth, isn't it?" Bryce asked.

"Yeah, but that will only make them more convinced that they'll have to keep us away from normal people, especially normal kids, so we don't corrupt them too," Butch added.

"So what would happen to us?" Bryce followed.

"Well, it would probably mean that we would all end up in some isolated group home or some juvenile facility, Derrick replied. "No matter where they put us, it won't be a nice place."

"So, what can we do about this?" Steve asked, hoping someone had an answer to his question.

"I think the best thing would be for us to not be here when they come to take us away," Derrick offered. "I think we'd do better on our own now, than wait for them to lock us up in a place that is much more secure than here."

"But how can we survive on our own?" Cam asked.

"Look, you all have a way to make money…" Butch answered,

He then hesitated briefly before continuing, in order to give the younger boys time to think about what he meant. When they seemed to catch on to his implication, he continued.

"So, I'd suggest you head out on your own, or in small groups," Butch offered. "Try to find an empty building to sleep in during the day, especially during school hours, and then go out and make your money at night. You know how to dress to attract interested guys and you certainly know what to do afterward. Use the money you make to buy food and whatever else you need, and you should be able to hold out until you're old enough to be on your own."

The boys all thought about this for some time and discussed the situation further amongst themselves, and then they all went up to the house and packed up the essentials they would need to take with them. Cam, Steve, and Bryce decided to stick together, so they could help keep each other safe. This would also give them company, but they could also act as their own little family for the time being. They all knew they could turn tricks to get enough money to purchase the things they would need and they were also determined to get a membership to the YMCA or the Boys' Club, so they would have a place to take showers. They could use the Laundromat to wash their clothes and they could buy food to eat where they were staying or they could eat at fast food restaurants. Their biggest challenge would be finding a safe place to sleep.

The boys went up to their rooms, stuffed their duffel bags and backpacks with clothing and blankets, but they were also going to take what food and drinks they could find to take with them that wouldn't spoil without refrigeration. Bryce also made sure he went to his hiding place and retrieved the cash he had stored there. Now, he realized it was a good thing that he had thought ahead and set aside some of the money he had earned for future emergencies. Cam knew about it, since some of the money was his too, but they didn't tell Steve that they had it. They thought it would be best to 'surprise' him with it later, or just seem to come up with the extra cash whenever they needed it. They knew Steve would never question them about it or try to steal any of it from them, because they all trusted each other implicitly. What they didn't want to happen was for him to feel that he, being the oldest, was the one who ended up being dependant upon his younger friends.

Once they had everything packed up, the three boys left the house and started walking across the fields. They suspected that the authorities would be looking for them along the roads, once those in charge of the investigation arrived at the house, so the boys thought it would be best to travel through the countryside by day and then find a quiet place to sleep during the night. They would continue to move this way until they reached one of the nearby cities, where they could blend in with the larger crowds of people. All three boys were scared, yet excited about being on their own, but they also knew that as long as they remained together they would be ok. They set out on this new adventure completely free of adult supervision, so for the first time in their lives they would be making decisions on their own.

The boys spent several days hiding out in the countryside, figuring that if the authorities were looking for them, they would be searching harder for them now than later. The\three boys concluded that if they stayed out of sight for a while, the intensity of the search would eventually die down and then they would be able to move about more freely. The trio spent several days hiding out in the hayloft of a barn they happened across and they only left it to sneak out to grab apples off the tree or berries from the bushes when they could, which they added to the meager supplies they'd brought with them to keep their stomachs from growling. It wasn't so bad, for those few days, but they did decide to move on, even venturing into a very small rural town at one point, so they could buy some more food and drinks they could take with them.

The boys also spent a couple of nights sleeping out in the open, under the stars, and it wasn't too bad for them, since the weather was mild and dry enough to accommodate this. There was definitely nothing to make them regret their decision, but after a few days of enjoying this primitive lifestyle, they started walking again and concentrated on getting to their next destination. It was now about ten days since they had left the 'farm' when the boys arrived at the first decent sized city on their list. They waited until late afternoon before they entered the city limits and then they began walking around and looking for a place to stay. They felt it was safe enough to do this now, because all of the other kids were out of school by this time, so they wouldn't look out of place walking up and down the streets. They stashed their gear in some bushes, which they felt was out of direct view from anyone, so it would be safe there, and then they set out looking for a suitable place to stay.

The boys spent two days looking for acceptable accommodations in the city, but they ended up spending the nights holed up on the back dock of a burned out store. The even moved their belongings there and stored them in an area that would keep their things safe and dry. After conducting their search for a third and fourth day, they didn't find anyplace they deemed acceptable, so they retrieved their gear, left the city and headed out for the next city, which was quite a few miles away. Before they hit the road again, they picked up a few more supplies, because they didn't know when they might be able to find another fairly safe place to shop. The boys were a little discouraged that they hadn't been able to find any suitable lodgings in this first city, but they were still optimistic that they would fare better at their next destination.

It took them several more days before they reached this new destination and they slept wherever they could while they made their way there. One night the trio slept in an unlocked tool shed, another night was spent in some kid's tree house and the next few evenings were spent in other abandoned buildings, barns or sheds they had chanced across along the way. None of these places were ever the best or most comfortable of accommodations, but each served its purpose and the boys were able to keep their hopes up that something better would eventually come along.

The first day the boys reached the next city, they stashed their gear first and then walked around for several hours looking for more permanent accommodations, but they didn't find anything that would suffice as a suitable dwelling for them. They did find an abandoned, old-fashioned gas station that would serve for a night or two, but there were so many holes in the roof that it wasn't much better than sleeping out in the open. There were also a great many openings in the pieces of wood used to board it up that it would be nearly impossible to keep out intruders or animals, if they tried to get inside. With the exception of the small front office, most of the interior was fairly damp, dirty and moldy, so it wasn't exactly conducive to staying there for more than a few days, at most.

During the second day of their investigating around the city, the boys found an abandoned, boarded up and outdated factory building, but they couldn't find a way inside, so they could check it out. After walking around it a second time, Steve found a metal bar, which he picked up and took with him. Later, he was able to use the bar to pry one of the secured doors open enough for them to slip inside.

Once they were safely standing inside of the building, they waited for their eyes to adjust to the dimly lit interior, so they could look around. What they found was a brick and cinderblock structure, with cement floors and ceilings, but it was dry and fairly clean, so they felt it just might do as a temporary residence. While checking it out, they discovered a stairway that led up to the second floor, so they walked up to check that area out next. The felt they should see if the second floor would be any better, or safer, for them.

What they found was a large open area that was fairly well lit, because the boards covering the windows didn't go all the way to the top. Whoever had done the job only covered the bottom two-thirds to three-quarters of the openings, which allowed daylight and moonlight to filter inside, so the boys could now look around more easily, but this would also be advantageous if they decided to stay here. That's when one of them found another stairway, and this one led up to the uppermost floor, so the trio set out to check out this area too.

The boys immediately concluded that the third floor was in far worse shape than the other two, and it looked as if kids had been throwing rocks at the uncovered windows at this level and had broken many of them in the process. These openings made it possible for birds to get inside and they had made this into a nesting area for themselves, so the cement floor was covered with bird droppings. This made this floor not only less inviting, but also revolting to be there for very long.

After seeing what that area was like, the boys decided to make the second floor their home and picked out the nicest part of the building to settle into. Then, they made their way out to retrieve their belongings and waited until it was a little darker out before the carried their duffel bags and backpacks back with them. They did it this way so they would be less noticeable to others who might see them moving about and possibly question what they had in the bags.

A casual observer might have concluded they were thieves and had burglary tools or the booty from their last heist stashed inside them, and the boys knew they couldn't risk bringing attention to themselves like that. By traveling in the fading light, it would make them less obvious as they moved about, so it would be less likely they would be observed or stopped. Once they reached the old factory again, they took everything inside, spread their blankets out on the hard cement floor, stashed the food in one of the duffels, to keep the insects and other animals out of it while they were gone or sleeping, and then they looked at each other, pleased with how much they had accomplished on their own.

Chapter 12
The Downside of Independence

The men usually spoke first and asked the boys such questions as 'are you up for a little fun,' or 'that's a nice looking piece of meat, but do you know how to get pleasure from it.' The boys would then respond with something like 'it depended on what is in it for me,' or 'I know what feels good, but it's better when someone else helps you with it.' After that, they would discuss money and location, but most of the time they would end up doing things in the stall of a toilet, a quiet, obscure place, such as a darkened corner, or in the balcony of the theater. The boys had promised each other that they would never go anywhere with any of their customers and they would absolutely never get in a car with them, because by doing so they'd put themselves in much greater risk of harm. The other thing they did was to have a supply of lubricated condoms available, in case their 'Johns' wanted to have anal sex with them. They were afraid some of these guys might have diseases and the boys wanted to remain as safe and healthy as possible.

The only problem with this plan was that they couldn't buy the quantity of condoms they needed on their own, not without risking questions or problems from the clerks at the stores, so they had to start stealing them instead. While the other two distracted the help, the third boy would move in and pocket as many of the desired items as they could. It was not something they were comfortable with doing and they felt bad about not paying for these items, but they didn't see how else they could get them without raising an alarm. This was not only because of WHAT they were buying, but even more so because of their age and the number of these items they required. Most of the clerks would wonder why someone their age would need these items in the first place, let alone so many. This was one time they had to go against their better judgment, in order to get what they needed to protect themselves for the long haul.

After a few days in business, the boys were making quite a bit of money and they began to buy things they needed, like clothes, personal hygiene products and other supplies, plus they were also able to eat at fast food restaurants and small diners. Once a week, they would put all their clothes in one of the duffel bags and take them to the Laundromat to be cleaned. In addition to that, they also worked it into their routine to go to the local YMCA every afternoon, where they'd swim, workout or play basketball, before they showered. They had purchased each of themselves a membership, so they would be able to do this legally and without fear of raising suspicions. When they finished doing whatever they chose that day and cleaned up, they'd go back to the factory and change into something that 'screamed sex' and then they'd make their way to wherever it was they were planning to hang around for the evening. It usually didn't take very long before the got their first 'offer,' since they were all young, in shape and quite good-looking.

On average, they would spend about fifteen minutes to an hour with each guy, unless they picked them up at the theater, and then they might stay with the same guy throughout the entire movie. They would usually charge more if the customer wanted to do this, but most of those guys didn't seem to mind the extra expense, seeing most of them were usually able to get off more than once. They would merely play with the boy's genitals as they watched the movie, which they could do for as long as they liked, and if they wanted to do something more, then they'd move to the upper rows of the balcony where the boy could sit on their cock or suck them off, or they meet in the toilet for a blowjob or a 'quickie.'

The boys were even beginning to have regular customers, who would even make appointments with them to have a good time and they would tell the boy, in advance, where and when to meet them. This wasn't all that much different from what they used to do at the 'farm,' but this time they got to keep all of the money from their efforts and they could choose whom they wanted to be with. They didn't do it often, but sometimes they would reject certain customers for one reason or another.

Things had been going fairly well for them, but it all began to fall apart when Steve got into trouble. It happened after they'd been living at the factory for several weeks. One day, the boys all went to the park and Steve saw a cute guy go into the men's room, so he followed him in and stood at the urinal next to him. Steve made sure to stand back a little from the urinal though, so the guy could get a good look at what he had to offer. When he saw the guy looking over at him, he began to stroke his cock and get it hard, hoping it would turn the guy on. The man looked at Steve and smiled, so Steve asked him if he was interested in having a little fun, and the guy said 'sure, but what does it cost?"

Steve responded, 'that depends on what you what to do."

"Give me an idea," the mark replied.

"Well, that would depend on what types of things you were interested in and whether you wanted to do things to me or me to do things to you."

"Give me some ideas of what I can do to you and how much it would cost."

"Ok. You could suck me off then stick your dick in me for $40," Steve stated. "If you only wanted to do one of those things, then that would be $25."

"Why the difference in the price?" he asked.

"Cuz I don't charge you double and give a discount if you want to do more than one thing," Steve informed him.

The guy nodded in understanding.

"Ok. Do you have a place we can go?" the man wondered.

"Yes, to that stall in the back corner over there," Steve replied.

The man nodded in agreement and followed Steve back to the cubicle. He let Steve go inside first and then he followed in after him, closed the door and bolted it after they were both inside.

"So what would you like to do?" Steve asked next.

"I'll do the first choice we talked about, where I get to do you two different ways," the man answered.

"You mean the one where you suck me off first, before you screw me?" Steve asked, to be sure.

"That's the one," the man agreed.

"Ok, that will be $40," Steve told him, to let him know the money came first.

The guy dug into his pocket, pulled out some bills, flipped through them and then handed Steve two twenties.

"There, that should take care of it," he reasoned.

Steve put the money in his pocket and began to unsnap his pants, but that was when the guy made his next comment.

"Sorry, kid, but I'm a cop and you're under arrest for solicitation," he announced.

"Fuck," Steve blurted out, as he began to panic.

Steve immediately began to look for a way out of this situation and even tried to drop down and slide under the gap between the stall's walls and the floor, but the officer was able to grab him before he could do this. The cop pulled Steve's arms behind his back and then slapped a pair of handcuffs on Steve's wrists, before he dragged him out of the restroom and led him to his unmarked squad car.

Cam and Bryce were waiting outside, so they saw what happened, but they didn't know what they could do to help their friend. Even the look on Steve's face was terrifying to them and they realized how frightened he must be. They also instinctively knew that there was no way they could stop what was going to happen next, since they'd need an adult to help him. They also knew that wherever he eventually was taken, be it a jail or juvenile facility, it wouldn't be a nice place to stay.

Cam and Bryce got out of the park quickly after that and headed back to the safety of the factory. Once they were there and began to feel somewhat safe, they started to discuss their options.

"Do you think we should leave here?" Bryce asked Cam. "Do you think the cops will be able to force Steve to tell him where he was staying or if there were others with him?"

"Nah, Steve wouldn't do that, unless they tortured him, but you know the cops can't do that," Cam reasoned. "He won't turn us in, but I'm wondering if the cops might start looking for more boys like us. They must have had some reason to send a cop to the park to look for things like that."

"Well, I don't know the reason they were there, but that sure was scary," Bryce admitted. "How are we going to help Steve?"

Bryce was very concerned about their friend.

"Damn, I don't know," Cam stated. "I can't think of anything we can do or of any way we can even find out anything about what's going to happen to him. I guess we'll just have to wait here until he returns - that's if he gets out of this mess, which I'm not sure he will. If he does though, I know he'll come back here looking for us."

"But won't the cops follow him?" Bryce reasoned.

"Steve won't come here directly," Cam offered. "He'd wander around for a while first and then he'd sneak back here after dark, when it would be much harder for them to follow him."

"Yeah, I guess you're right," Bryce agreed. "Ok, we'll stay here then."

The first few days without Steve were very traumatic for the pair. They stayed at the factory for most of each day and only left so they could get something to eat. They didn't even try to pick up any guys for quite a while after that, since they felt the cops might be on the alert for such activity. Mostly, they just talked about their current situation and questioned what they were going to do. They also discussed how they might be able to help Steve or even learn of his fate. After many lengthy chats on this topic, they finally concluded Steve was not only beyond their help, but also beyond their ability to learn what had happened to him since he had been picked up. It was a very rough time for both boys and it was almost as if they had lost a part of themselves. No matter how difficult it might have been, they accepted the fact that they still had to survive, so they focused on making that their first priority.

They didn't turn any tricks for a couple of weeks and they didn't go anywhere near the places they had spent much of their time looking to turn tricks previously. When it got to the point where they thought it was safe to go back to 'work,' they chose the theater as the place to start their comeback. They both felt the park and the mall were much too open and too conspicuous now, so under the circumstances they felt the theater would be their best bet and went there looking to make a little money. They hadn't been there very long before one of Steve's usual customers approached them.

"Damn, where have you boys been?" he demanded. "I thought you might have been picked up too."

"Too? You mean you know about Steve?" Cam asked him.

"Yeah, I saw him when they brought him to court," the man answered.

"But how did you know he was going to be there?" Bryce wondered.

"I didn't. It just happened that I was working there that day," he explained. "I was surprised when I saw him being brought into court."

"You work at the courthouse?" Cam followed, in shock. "What do you do there?"

"I don't actually work at the courthouse, but I DO some of my work there," he confessed. "I'm a reporter for the newspaper and I went to check the court log, to see what cases had been handled. I write the 'Police Beat' column, so I was just going into the records area when I saw two cops leading Steve into the courtroom. Just for the hell of it, I followed them in and sat in the back row to watch."

"Weren't you afraid of them finding out about you?" Bryce asked.

"Not really. I was pretty sure Steve wouldn't say anything about me and I go into the courtroom occasionally anyway, just to see what's going on," he answered. "The people that work there are used to seeing me around and they probably just suspected that I was curious about what the young boy had done."

"What happened to Steve?" Cam blurted out next.

"He was sent to the Youth Center, over in Columbus," the man replied. "From what I learned, Steve must have told them his real name and they found out he was a runaway foster kid. Due to that, and the fact that he was charged with solicitation, they felt it best to lock him up."

"What's solicitation and how long will he be gone?" Bryce wondered.

"Solicitation means you are willing to sell your body to perform sexual acts, and the judge gave him a year there, provided suitable placement can be found for him once he's released."

"Oh, damn. A year?" Cam vocalized.

"Or maybe more, depending on whether they can find a home for him when the year is up," the man explained. "It would have to be one that is acceptable to the court."

"How will that happen?" Cam screamed. "Who's going to take in a kid who was selling himself, unless it was like our last foster home?"

"You mean you two are runaways too?" he asked.

After he made that comment, both Cam and Bryce realized they had said too much, so they needed to do some damage control here. They had to find a way to convince this guy that he shouldn't turn them in too.

"Kind of," Cam stated, reluctantly. "The three of us were together in our last foster home and our foster father used to sell us to his friends, so they could get off. When the cops found out about his 'business,' he took off before he was busted and all of us boys ran away."

"Then where have you boys been staying?" he wanted to know.

Both of them became very leery now. They were afraid this guy might turn them in too, to protect himself, so they decided not to give him any details.

"We have a place where we are safe, so don't worry about that," Cam answered.

"Are you sure? Maybe I can help you out," the guy responded.

"No, we're doing fine, but we are worried about Steve." Cam followed.

"Well there's nothing you can do for him, not until he's released," the guy advised them, "but you boys need to be careful or the same thing could happen to you."

"We know, and thanks for the information, but we'll be fine," Bryce added.

"Are either of you interested in doing something now?" the man followed.

The boys felt he must have been very horny, but they were suddenly unsure if they should take any more chances. They suspected this might be a trap to nab them too.

"Not now, because we're too upset and worried about our friend," Cam replied.

"That's ok and I understand, but when you're ready, I could sure use some help," the man nearly pleaded.

Both boys nodded and then left the theater. They wandered around for a while first, before they made their way back to the factory, just in case someone was trying to follow them. They needn't have worried though, but they didn't know that and reasoned they'd rather be safe than sorry, so they took this extra precaution.

After their brief meeting with the reporter, they didn't learn any other news about Steve for quite some time. Columbus was about thirty miles [50 km] away, so it wasn't even likely they would travel there to discover more. Besides, neither of these boys wanted to get that close to the Youth Center, because they were fearful they might end up inside too.

The pair became even closer now, seeing there was only the two of them, and they often comforted each other about how things were going to work out for them. Eventually, their situation began to take on a fairly normal feeling again, or at least as normal as it COULD be for them, and they went back to taking care of their customers. The only difference was, they only did things with their old customers or sometimes even with Steve's old customers. When one of Steve's 'Johns' would ask where Steve was, the boys would just tell them that 'Steve had to go away for a while,' and then offer to fill in for him, for the time being.

Things were going quite smoothly for the boys for the next few weeks. They were able to pick up some money to replenish their slowly depleting stash, plus they were able to spend more time together. They seldom had sex with each other, since they were getting enough of that on the job, but they did cuddle and kiss a lot. It was their way of showing how much they really cared for each other. They kept it cool out in public though, like when they went out to eat, but they often wished they could sit closer together or maybe even hold hands during those times. Unfortunately, it wasn't quite that simple.

The next bump in the road came one day when they were 'shopping' for condoms. They had decided in advance that Cam would get the items they needed this time, while Bryce managed to distract the help. He would do this by asking for assistance with locating something or he would try to get more information about a product. When the duo went into the drugstore, they could only see two employees, the cashier, who was busy ringing out customers, and a stock boy, who was busy putting merchandise on the shelves. Bryce went over and started asking the stock boy a couple of questions, while Cam got what they needed. It was all going quite smoothly and Cam was moving toward the door to escape, when a guy suddenly appeared out of nowhere and grabbed him.

The man was obviously a plain-clothes security guard, pretending to be a customer, and neither boy had realized that fact before. Now, Cam panicked and tried to break away and temporarily got loose from the man's grip. Bryce had moved closer to the action and left the stock boy behind, and just as he neared where the other two were, the security guard made a lunge to grab Cam. Bryce reacted almost instinctively and tried to protect Cam by making it look as if he was also trying to stop him, but instead he interfered with the guard's ability to catch his friend. That move allowed Cam to bolt for the door, but unfortunately the stock boy had also come to the front of the store when he noticed the commotion and tackled Cam before he got away. The guard stood up and looked at Bryce, so Bryce was scared that the guard would arrest him too.

"Well, son, I appreciate you trying to assist me," the man said, "but you almost made us blow that one. Next time you'll need to be a little more careful about how you try to help out. Ok?"

Bryce just nodded, grateful that he wasn't suspected of being involved, and he left the store and waited opposite the front entrance, so he could watch and see what was going to happen to his friend.

Inside the drugstore, the store manager, the guard and the stock boy led Cam back to the security office. They had planned to retrieve the goods from him and then give Cam a warning to not try that again. However, when they got back to the office and discovered how many packages of condoms the boy was trying to steal, their attitude quickly changed. Instead of their initial plan, the security guard called the police and asked them to send an officer over to pick the boy up, while they kept him in custody in the security office. During the wait, they also assessed the dollar amount of his attempted theft. It was about twenty minutes later before the cop arrived and he was merely planning to write Cam an appearance ticket for court and then release him into his parents' custody. That was until Cam wouldn't tell him his parents' names or where they lived.

"Look, kid, I'm trying to cut you a break here," the cop told him. "I can only release you to your parents or I'll have to take you to jail. I don't think you'll want to go there, so just tell me your parents' names."

Cam still didn't offer to give him any information. In reality, it just wasn't possible.

"Kid, I hate to have to take you to jail, but you're not leaving me any choice in the matter," the officer pleaded, trying to make Cam see reason. "Just tell me where your folks live or work, and then I'll take you there and leave you with them."

Still Cam didn't say a word.

"Why the hell aren't you cooperating with me?" the cop asked, reaching the end of his patience. "The amount of the theft is too high to just let you go and I don't think this store would do that anyway, so all I can do is turn you over to your parents."

At this point, the officer began to think that the boy was going to tell him the desired information, but when the kid still wouldn't cooperate, he thought he understood what Cam's problem was. That's when he tried a different approach.

"Look, I'm sure your folks are going to be upset about what you've done, and they might even punish you," he said, sympathetically, "but don't you think they'll be madder and the punishment will be more severe if we have to put you in jail?"

He eyed Cam, to see if he'd struck a nerve in the boy.

"We'll eventually find out who you are," he continued, "even if we have to wait until your parents call the station to report you missing. You might as well just save us all the time and the trouble."

Still Cam didn't say a word.

"Ok, kid, I tried," he stated, in exasperation. "Since you won't work with me, I'll take you to the station and let my superiors decide what they want to do with you."

He then took his handcuffs out and put them on Cam's wrists, before he led Cam out to his patrol car and placed him in the back seat. Bryce watched this happen, while he remained hidden from view, and he kept an eye on what was happening around the police car. When he saw them bringing Cam out in handcuffs, all he could think about was the time he saw the same thing happen to Steve. Now, Bryce began to realize he would be all alone and on his own, but he didn't like what that meant. It wasn't that Bryce didn't think he could survive on his own, it was just that he'd now lost his two best friends and he knew it wouldn't be long before the same thing finally happened to him too.

That night Bryce went out looking for Steve's reporter friend. He checked all the usual places, but the man wasn't there. The next night Bryce went to look for him again and this time he found the guy. Bryce rushed up to him and immediately began to tell him about what happened to Cam.

"The cops have Cam," Bryce stated, breathlessly. "They caught him stealing condoms at the drug store and took him to jail."

"Really? When did this happen?" the man wanted to know.

"Night before last, I think," Bryce answered. "Can you find out what happened to him?"

"I can try," he agreed. "I'll go to the courthouse tomorrow and see if he's been arraigned yet."

"Thanks, and will you let me know what they're going to do with him?" Bryce pressed.

"If I can, but I can't promise," the man replied.

"Ok, just do what you can, please," Bryce begged. "I'm really worried about him. What if I meet you back here tomorrow, so you can tell me what you found out?"

"I can do that," he agreed, "but stay out of trouble in the meantime. Ok? If you need anything, like condoms, just let me know and I'll buy them for you."

"Really? Thanks!" Bryce agreed. "I can pay for them, but it's just that we didn't think the store clerks would let us buy them."

"I understand, but be careful until I see you tomorrow," he reiterated. "I hope I'll know something by then."

"Yeah, me too," Bryce confirmed. "I'll see you back here tomorrow night."

Bryce left and took the long way back to where he was staying again, just in case he was being followed. He still needn't have worried about that, because no one was aware of his existence, at least the dark side of that existence. The only ones who knew about that were his 'Johns," and he felt they wouldn't saying anything, because they would be risking getting into much more trouble than he would.

Once he was back in the safety of the factory, he broke down and cried, not only because he was alone again, but it was also due to the fact that he was genuinely concerned about his friends. He actually cried himself to sleep that night and he let his tears soak into Cam's blanket, which he used as both a pillow and a security blanket. He was still clutching it when he awoke the next morning, because he was somehow hoping this nightmare would miraculously end or wind up being just a bad dream.

That night, he went back to find the reporter, to see if he had learned anything about Cam. When Bryce saw the guy, he wasn't smiling, but he did have some news.

"They've got an unnamed juvenile in the court records and it stated that he was arraigned for petty larceny," the man explained. "I take it the entry was referring to your friend, so it means they still don't know his true identity. I imagine they'll continue to hold him at the local jail, at least until they learn who he is."

"Is he in with the grown-ups?" Bryce blurted out, concerned.

"No, they can't do that," the reporter assured him. "He's probably in some isolated cell where they keep the problem prisoners or those that need to be isolated from the general population."

"I'm glad to hear that, as long as you aren't telling me that he's in solitary confinement," Bryce agreed.

"I'm sure it's not that bad," the reporter replied. "He'd have the guards to talk to and I'm sure they let him out for a while each day, so he can get some exercise.

Bryce was relieved to hear this, so he stopped to think for a minute or two.

"How long do you think they'll keep him there?" Bryce asked next.

"Probably only for a few days," the reporter answered. "If they don't find out who he is, then they'll probably transfer him to some sort of youth facility."

"Like the youth center they sent Steve to?" Bryce wondered.

"Yes, that is a possibility," the reporter agreed.

"Well, if that happens, at least Steve and Cam will be back together," Bryce pointed out.

He was partially relieved by this revelation, yet he was sad that he wouldn't be with them.

"True, but that's not a good place to be, even with friends," the reporter confessed. "They've got some pretty rough boys confined there, so I'm not sure how your two friends will protect themselves."

This comment concerned Bryce and he now began to worry about Steve's safety and how he's been making out there so far. He was also worried how Cam would handle it, if he were sent there too.

"Isn't there anything we can do? Couldn't you pretend to be his father or something?" Bryce pleaded.

"No way! All of my friends and co-workers know I'm single and that I've never fathered any children," he excitedly confessed. "Besides, if the cops discovered I was lying to get him out, then they'd put me in jail and want to know why I was trying to rescue a boy who was stealing packages of condoms. I don't need that type of scrutiny in my life. I'm sorry, but I can't do that."

Bryce looked disappointed, but he realized the reporter was probably correct in his assessment of the situation. He also responded to what the man had said.

"I understand, but I'm just trying to think of anything we can do to help him," he admitted. "I know now that it wasn't such a good idea, but at least I was trying."

"That's ok, kid. I know you're only trying to help your friend, and I'm impressed by your loyalty to him," he replied. "Not every kid would go to all this trouble to help someone else. I think most of them would try to distance themselves after something like this happened, to make sure they didn't get into trouble as well."

"I can't do that! Cam's my friend and so is Steve," Bryce responded. "I have to do what I can to help them."

"I know, but there is little, if anything, you can do, since you're just a kid yourself," the man pointed out. "I'll keep my ears and eyes open, though, to see if I can learn anything more about either of them."

"Thank you. When this is over, I'll give you a few freebies to pay you back," Bryce offered, "and I'm sure Steve and Cam will too, if we get back together."

"That's not why I'm doing this, kid, but it's nice to know that you appreciate my efforts," he acknowledged. "Other than that, you don't owe me a thing."

"Maybe not, but I will make it up to you," Bryce confirmed.

The pair parted, but Bryce did go back to see this guy every night and the reporter bought condoms for him, so he could still make money. Eventually, the reporter was able to learn more about his friends, but that didn't happen until three nights later.

"I was in court this afternoon and I saw Cam there," he said, excitedly. "Someone at the police department, an officer who had worked on Steve's case, finally drew a connection between Steve and the other missing boys. In running a check, he discovered who Cam was, so the court ordered him sent to the Youth Center in Columbus too. He's being transferred tomorrow."

"No! They can't do that," Bryce screamed. "They can't take them both away from me like that."

The man wrapped his arms around Bryce and tried to comfort him, and Bryce just seemed to melt into his concerned embrace. It had been a while since someone had hugged him like this and he knew the guy was doing it because he was concerned about how he was feeling, so that made it more enjoyable. Bryce stayed in this embrace for as long as he could, while struggling with the reality that he might never see Cam and Steve again. He hoped his two friends could at least help take care of each other, especially since he couldn't be there for them, but he had to worry about himself now. Once he had regained his composure, he gave the reporter a 'freebie,' before he went back to his little sanctuary.

Over the next several days, Bryce hardly went anywhere or did anything. He stayed bundled up in the three sets of blankets, using them to make himself feel safe and more secure, while also using them as a crutch to still feel close to his two missing friends. He would generally go out once a day to eat somewhere, but some days he didn't even feel like doing that, so he'd go without food altogether. He did buy some plastic bottles of water, which he kept at the factory so he wouldn't dehydrate. He also urinated in the empty bottles, so he wouldn't have to go someplace to use the toilet and he wouldn't foul up his living area. He only changed clothes every few days now, but only after they began to stink or irritate his skin.

Bryce was now beginning to retreat into his old shell again and conjured up thoughts about the father he'd never known, the one who was going to come to rescue him and take him away from all of this misery. He was also becoming a little weak from his lack of eating and he was doing a great deal of sleeping, to allow his mind time to play out all of his fantasies. During this time, he conjured up a mental image of a fairly young, good-looking guy, a man who put Bryce ahead of everyone or everything else. This led to him having some sweet dreams, but it also made for a harsher reality when he awoke and realized it had only been a wonderful dream.

Once in a while, Bryce would venture out to clean up and then find the reporter again, to see if he had any more information about his friends. Over time, the man learned that both boys had been sentenced to a year at the Youth Center, but they would only get released if a suitable home could be found for them afterward. Otherwise, the boys would remain confined there until their eighteenth birthday, possibly even their twenty-first, and that was definitely too long to be confined at that facility. Bryce thanked his new friend for all of his help and he even let the guy have sex with him a few of those times, without even charging him for it. He told the guy it was payment for finding out all of this information for him and for supplying him with more condoms.

Bryce wasn't looking for any new customers during this time though, so the condoms weren't getting used as quickly, because he was still afraid of getting picked up by the police and being sent away too. He decided he had enough money to survive for quite some time, so he wasn't worried about that. Besides, he wasn't spending that much money, so he didn't need a lot to live on. This way, he stayed put, kept a low profile and continued to survive, but the loneliness was starting to get to him. He was beginning to miss his friends more and more, and he hated being alone, so he thought he'd have to find another alternative to correct this situation soon.

That night he went to McDonald's to eat and filled his empty stomach and then he used their restroom to clean up. He washed his face, arms and hands, and then used the blow-drier to get rid of the excess water. After he finished up, he went back to his hideaway, but for some reason he couldn't sleep that night. His mind was consumed with thoughts about Steve and Cam, as he wondered about how they were doing and if they were safe. His mind was also working at warp speed trying to come up with a way he could improve his own situation and end the loneliness he hated so much. By now, he had been up for over twenty-four hours and it was now noon of the second day, so Bryce finally gave in to his exhaustion. He curled up in the safety of the three sets of blankets and that was how I discovered him, that first day we met.

Bryce quickly confirmed that he had been startled and somewhat confused when he heard me sneeze and snapped awake the day I'd found him. He said that after challenging me about what I was doing there, he studied my face, as he listened to my reassuring explanation about why I was there. As soon as I finished, he said he could tell that could trust me and even began to think that I might be the savior he had been praying for. He said he tried not to get his hopes up too soon, but admitted that he thought it was extremely nice of me to offer to help him. He confirmed that he'd previously concluded that if I wanted to hurt him then I could have done it there and if I was there to arrest him then I could have done that already too, so he decided to risk it and go with me.

He confessed his heart was racing as I helped him gather up his things and he followed me to my car, but after I threw his belongings into the trunk, he said that's when he began to worry it was a trap. Once I had all of his possessions, he was basically screwed, but then when I told him to get in the car, so I could take him home with me, he decided his first hunch had been correct.

Bryce admitted he had been surprised when he saw my car, because he knew there was no one that would be a cop vehicle. He also stated that it was the most magnificent car he'd ever seen, but he was almost afraid to get in it. Bryce confessed that was worried that he'd get the seats dirty and then I'd get mad at him, so I told him I had guessed that part and it was why I tried to convince him nothing like that would happen. I did this by draping a small blanket on the seat for him to sit on, which made him feel better about accepting my offer, but he confirmed that wasn't his last surprise of the day. He said he hadn't been sure what to think after I told him that I owned my own business and it was the reason I had been looking at the factory, but Bryce said his biggest shock came when he saw my house. Bryce said he felt it was a mansion, nestled in a country-like setting, and he thought it was really awesome.

Bryce admitted he was kind of excited when I suggested we should wash his clothes and have him take a shower, so he explained to me that was the reason he undressed in front of me and made certain to let me see EVERYTHING, because he'd hoped I might be interested in doing something with him. He said he wanted me to ask to have sex with him, because he thought it would be one way we might get closer and I would really begin to like him. Bryce also said that he'd already felt an attraction to me by then and was going to use his body to his advantage and do everything in his power to stay with me. Heck, he even started calling me 'Uncle Kyle,' after I'd suggested we use the pretense he was my nephew to keep everyone else from getting suspicious. He told me he loved calling me that, because it made him feel that somehow he belonged to me and we were related.

Bryce even told me that he'd been tempted to give me a blowjob when he found that I was still sleeping the next morning when he came into my room. He said he even considered riding me, rodeo style, once he teased my cock into an erection and admitted that he wanted to do that with me really badly. The reason he hadn't attempted it was because he was too afraid that I might not be into boys and would kick him out if he did something like that to me. He figured that since I hadn't made a move on him, he still had his doubts. He admitted that he had caught me checking him out, but felt there was a chance that I was just looking him over to make certain he didn't have any sores, injuries or other visible problems. Therefore, he resisted the urge to jump my bones.

Now, it was several days later and Bryce had just finished telling me about his past. It had been a long and very exhaustive tale, so when it was over I felt I knew all about him. He looked at me after he finished, to see if he could gauge my reaction, and then he admitted that I'm the only one he'd ever told his entire life's story to. He said he could also tell that I was hurting for him, after I'd learned about everything he'd been through, but he also admitted that he was thrilled when I pulled him to me, wrapped my arms around him and kissed the top of his head.

Since he had done everything I had asked of him, and he'd told me the complete story of his life, I felt I could now give the lawyers all the information they would need to help us. I was hoping that after I relayed this information to them, then they would be able to advise us about our chances of staying together and give us an idea as to whether they thought Bryce would be able to live with me.

I knew I had all sorts of emotions welling up inside me now, after hearing Bryce's heartbreaking tale, but I was also fairly certain that he was having a similar emotional tidal wave, since he had kept all of this bottled up inside him for so long. I decided to just sit and hold him for a while, so I got comfortable with him on my lap, caressed his slender frame against my chest, kissed him on top of the head and then we remained that way for the next half hour. We didn't need to speak and merely sat there absorbing the feelings we felt for each other, as we silently prayed that we'd be able to attain the outcome we both so desperately desired.

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