My start as a rent boy

The next morning I woke up in his bed. My mouth tasted foul and as I turned over I felt a burning pain in my bottom. He was awake already and smiled at me as I turned to him and groaned saying how bad I felt. He just lay me on my back and fondled my cock causing me to realise for the first time that I had a rock hard erection again. He told me I sucked like an angel and I had the sweetest tightest little bottom that he’d ever had. Before I knew where I was he had my cock in his mouth again and I was groaning in ecstasy once more. I bucked and writhed as I came more explosively than ever before. This time he held it in his mouth and slid up the bed till our lips were touching. I felt his kiss and could not stop my lips parting to receive his tongue and then the salty taste of my own juice.

After we’d showered and breakfasted he honoured his promise to run me home but not before he’d got me to promise that I’d let him pick me up again Sunday afternoon to run me back to university. As I left him he pressed something into my hand and I found it was £50, as he put it, to keep my mouth shut just as well as I’d opened it for his cock! He picked me up on Sunday as arranged and, as by this time I expected, asked me if I’d like to earn another £50 by sleeping with him before he took me back in time for my Monday morning lecture. This time I didn’t let him feed me anything (I’d guessed by then the chocolate had been drugged) so when he slid his cock into my, now not quite virgin, hole it hurt like hell. He came almost immediately saying that hearing me squeal like a little virgin drove him over the top. Once he’d relaxed a bit I got him hard again and this time he fucked me for a long time before he finally shot his hot load into my belly.