The next afternoon, I wandered back into the restaurant and saw Khalid at the far end, he beckoned for me to join him and I grabbed a seat. The thought occurred to me that in all the time Arthur had been renting me out, he’d never once bought me dinner or for that matter fucked me!

As I sat down, Khalid pushed an envelope across to me. I looked inside and saw a small brass key with a room number on it, a hand-written note with an address, plus a list of names. Alongside each name was a time that started at 5pm and my last booking at 9pm. Khalid said “There are five bookings for today. If you keep them all happy and the reports are good, then going forward I’ll add more if you feel able to take them, OK?” I nodded in agreement but in my head I was doing the maths; £300 for 5 hours work. Not bad considering some of my friends were earning £48 per week in their office jobs!

I said “What’s the key for?” Khalid replied, “I rent out a lot of houses in Oxford to students, so when one becomes available I use the house as a base to rent out my boys. You’re in room 3 at that address. Don’t talk to the other boys and stay out of their rooms, they’re there to earn money like you, OK?” I nodded and then said “Will you be there?” Khalid replied “No but I’ll have a man in the kitchen to take the payments and keep an eye on things. All you’ve got to do is go to your room, shower and get in the bed” again, I nodded. Khalid then said “Right Simon, I’ve got work to do. Don’t let me down.” I sensed that my audience was now over and so I left the restaurant and started walking towards the address I’d been given.

I arrived at the address which was located in a part of Oxford called St. Clements. It was row upon row of cheap Victorian terrace housing that was predominantly let to students. The house I’d be using looking pretty run down compared with the rest of the road but I was there to make money, not buy a house. As is common in communal houses, the front door was unlocked and so I let myself into the hallway. As I entered the hall I was met by a huge black guy, who was quite clearly the ‘minder’ he said “Simon right?” I replied “Yes mate. How are you doing?” he replied “Alright thanks and as long as you don’t give me any trouble, we’ll both be alright” I replied “I won’t be any trouble” and he managed a smile. I showed him the key and room tag and he pointed upstairs. I bounded up the stairs thinking about the money and found my room. I used the key and stepped inside…

The room was very small and contained a double-bed, a very basic homemade looking shower cubicle and a free standing loo. There was no privacy in this room, but then again I wasn’t there to be shy. I looked at my watch and it was already 4.30pm. I turned the shower on and after some 5 minutes it eventually ran warm. I unscrewed the shower head and shoved the hose straight into my anus. The way the water filled me reminded me of the two gay guys who had previously pissed in me! I then thought, shit if I’d been working for Khalid, I am sure that would count as a fetish and I’d have made £100 per punter! I let the hose fill me and then pulled it out. I then squatted in the shower and watched as the remains of the previous day’s dinner went down the drain. I repeated this three times until the water from my anus and colon ran clear. I dried myself and lay on the bed, I was now ready for action.

Bang on 5 o’clock I heard voices in the hallway. This was shortly followed by footsteps coming up the stairway. My bedroom door opened and in walked an Asian guy of Pakistani origin. He was about 60, overweight, with a long grey beard. He said to me “Stand up” and so I did as instructed. He looked me up and down and then turned me around. He said “Bend forward, show me your cunt” I bent forward and pulled my bum cheeks apart. I heard him sucking on his middle finger and then felt a sharp stabbing pain as he pushed it into me. “Squeeze hard” he said and so I complied. He then pulled his finger out in one quick movement. He then said “Kneel across the bed” I did as requested as was effectively in a doggy style position. Once again he pushed his finger deep inside me but this time I felt a new sensation. I now know that he was massaging my prostate but at the time all I could think was “Oh my god, that’s awesome” I pushed back hard against his hand wishing he had longer fingers and I was truly loving the sensation, so much so, that I felt precum dribbling from my cock and realized that I was near to an orgasm! I said in a short breathless voice “You’re going to make me cum” he replied “Good, cum for me” having now got approval from my paying customer I really went to town on his hand. I pushed and ground against his hand until I felt my balls tightening, I let out a huge groan as my cum spurted out and onto the bed-sheets. He kept milking me until I stopped twitching, and then he pulled his finger out of my anus. He put his finger to my mouth and said “Clean it up” I sucked on the finger but it was already clean.

He unfastened his trousers and pulled out a tiny cock, which was almost as fat, as it was long. It was very hard! He pushed it straight into my mouth and holding the back of my head started fucking my mouth. I sucked as hard as I could and made noises of approval. As usual this seemed to help as almost instantaneously I could taste semen and realized that he’d just cum. “Open your mouth” he said and so I showed him his cum. He then said “Swallow” I swallowed as requested and showed him my now empty mouth. He wiped his now flaccid cock on the sheets and without saying another word, he re-fastened his trousers and left the room. I heard his footsteps go downstairs and then the main door slam shut. Almost immediately I heard heavy footsteps semi-running up the stairs and the door flew open. It was my minder… “You OK?” he said, “Yes, all good. Why?”, “How come he was so quick?” I smiled and said “I obviously excited him too much” the minder then seemed to relax and realized that I was stood totally naked in front of him with my cock on full view. He looked down at my cock and then back to my face, he then said “I just don’t see what you gay fuckers see in each other” with this he turned on his heels and walked off. As he did so he said “Next appointment is in 30 minutes. Be ready”

Over the evening I saw four further Asian men and their ages ranged from early 40’s to mid 60’s. All of these guys wanted full anal sex with me and by the time 10pm came around, I was sore! I now knew that 5 in one session was my limit. Once the last guy left the room, I sat on the loo and squeezed out his seed. I then quickly had a shower and went downstairs.

As I walked into the kitchen area, I arrived at the back of a queue of another 4 young men, all rent boys like me. When they saw me, they made room for me. We exchanged nods but didn’t speak and we all ended up standing in front of a kitchen table with piles of cash and yellow post-it notes with our names on. The minder called out our names and we were handed our nights earnings. As agreed I was paid £300 for five hours work! As I being paid the minder said “Khalid want’s to see you at the restaurant”, I nodded, put the money in my pocket and made my way there.

I found Khalid in his usual seat at the back of the restaurant and when he saw me he beckoned me forward. I sat down and he said “How did you get on?” I replied “Yes, good I serviced them all and they all came” He said “Could you have taken some more tonight?” I thought about saying that I could have but I could feel my anus still glowing red hot! I replied “I don’t think so, I am pretty sore” he replied “Well, you’re new and so we now know your limits. Going forward, I am sure we can get you up to 8 a day if you’re interested? I knew this was serious money, £480 for a full day but I was just not sure I could manage. In retrospect he was seeing how greedy I was and my face must have shown the calculations taking place, as he then said “Or if we transfer you into the fetish work, then you could still do 5 guys but make £ 500 for 5 hours?” My face lit up and I heard the word “Definitely” coming from my mouth, he smiled and said “Good boy, I hoped you’d say that. Do you want to know what the work will involve?” I said “Yes, I am guessing being pissed in and stuff” he replied “Yes, that’ll be some of it, but there might be more kinky stuff, including being tied-up, spanked, having dildo’s used on you, candle wax, foreskin play and being generally abused. But you must just put up with it and please the client?”I thought and replied “OK, I’ll try it” Khalid smiled, we’ll rest you tomorrow and start you the following day…..

 

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