Streetbound

 

Blaze awoke before Trey. As he watched the older boy, he was going over in his mind all that had happened since he met his new friend. He realized how lucky he was that he’d been found by someone like Trey; instead of someone else... someone who wouldn’t be as nice.

His hands, seemingly of their own accord, had been caressing Trey’s hip, his eyes taking in the older boy’s naked form, peacefully sleeping. Eventually, and seeming as if of its own accord, his hand migrated to the older boy’s balls. They seemed so heavy to Blaze, and as he played, he watched as Trey’s penis began to lengthen, thicken, and stand away from his body.

Noticing a clear drop beginning to ooze out of Trey’s pee slit, something he didn't quite understand made him lean over and with the tip of his tongue, lick it away. The taste was sweet; Blaze was overwhelmed and he craved more.

He took the head into his mouth and began lightly sucking, nursing on it hoping for more of the fluid. As the moments passed, Blaze began to move down then back to the head, taking Trey into his mouth.

He’d been doing this slowly for a few minutes when he was startled by Trey exclaiming, "Damn! This is a wonderful way to wake up, I could get used to this!"

Without stopping, not that he wanted to, Blaze looked up into his new found friend’s eyes and smiled around the sausage between his lips. He continued as the boy ran his fingers through Blaze’s curly locks. After a few more minutes, he could feel the older boy’s nuts retract, the head of the boy’s dick thicken, resulting in a torrent of cum entering his mouth. He did better this time... nearly getting all of it.

When Trey’s orgasm had subsided and Blaze licked up the residual on his shaft, Trey pulled him up, licked the single drip on his chin and kissed the younger boy, tasting his own emission on the boy’s tongue.

When they broke the kiss, Blaze looked at Trey, smiled and said, "I guess you owe me twenty bucks."

Trey looked at the boy and couldn’t help but laugh. "I guess we’ll call it even for me having provided you room and food for the day."

Blaze took Trey in his arms and hugged him tightly. Tears running down his face, he said, "I can’t tell you how much I feel I owe you for taking me in. These feelings are kinda confusing to me though. I’m not sure, but…" He paused before asking in a timid voice, "What does it feel like to love someone?"

Tears started flowing from Trey’s eyes as he replied… "Just like this, Blaze... just like this."

A few moments later, Trey, having regained his composure, turned to Blaze and said, "Tomorrow, I need to get back to work. Otherwise, I’m going to run out of money."

Blaze considered his words and asked, "Do I need to work too?"

Trey considered this for a moment before saying, "You can come to work with me, see what I do, how I do it, and then you can decide. But for now, let’s get some food in our bellies."

Blaze nodded, looked around the room, realizing he had no clothing. "Um, I guess I need to figure out something to wear, I don’t think it would be a good idea to go out like this…" He then held his arms up and turned around full circle. "But it might be good for business!" Trey had to laugh at that joke.

Trey stared at the boy, unable to look away. "I’ll go get your clothes, they should be done by now." He quickly dressed and left the room, went across the street and retrieved Blaze’s clothing. Feeling how light the bundle was caused Trey to realize that was all the clothing his protégé had; he made a mental note that they needed to expand the boy’s wardrobe.

Returning to the room, he handed Blaze his neatly bundled and tied clothing, wrapped in blue paper, and watched as his new friend tore open the bundle and proceeded to get dressed. Then, approaching Blaze slowly, Trey pulled him into a hug and kissed his neck. "I never realized that watching someone get dressed could be so sexy." This, of course, caused Blaze to blush.

Blaze’s blush still excited Trey. He wanted to push the boy backward, rip off his clothing, and ravish him. These feelings were unusual to Trey; he’s survived this long by not getting too close to anyone, but something was drawing him to Blaze. Forcing himself to shake off the feeling, the pair walked from their room. Trey told Blaze to wait as he went to the office and paid for another two nights. Having completed that, Trey walked to Blaze and they started walking. They approached the same diner as the previous day and saw two boys that Trey seemed to recognize, entering.

As they went in, Blaze surveyed the two boys, one looked to be about 17, the other a little younger, maybe 14 or 15. When they realized Trey had entered, they called him over to sit with them at their table.

As they approached, the older teen looked at Blaze before saying to Trey, "Damn, Trey... looks like you found some cherry ass." He chuckled at his own statement.

"You know Freddy, sometimes you even surprise me how much of an asshole you can be," Trey replied; an edgy tone in his voice. Blaze didn’t know what was going on, he merely stood there silently, and listened.

Freddy, in a softer voice said, "Trey. Dude. I was just funnin’, you know I didn’t mean anything by it... but... the boy is seriously cute. Some of my tricks would love to get a part of him."

"I don’t think that’s likely, you and Brandon here like them somewhat older."

Until this point, Blaze had hardly noticed the younger boy with Freddy, but he now knew the boy’s name was Brandon. Blaze looked at the boy realizing that he was somewhat attracted to the 14-year-old. His hair was short and blond, his eyes clear blue and under long lashes; his nose was kind of pug, but it was cute. When Brandon’s eyes locked with his own, Blaze blushed and smiled.

Meanwhile, Brandon was checking out Blaze. He watched the newcomer closely and when the kid blushed, he felt his dick start to harden. He wanted to get to know him better. In a hesitant and quiet voice he said, "Hey. I’m Brandon."

Blaze smiled demurely as he replied, "I’m Blaze." He wanted to say more, but he was just too insecure and shy.

The little exchange between the two didn’t escape Trey’s attention. Even though he’d just met Blaze, he couldn’t help feeling a bit jealous. Mentally, he chastised himself. ‘Why am I jealous? It’s not like he and I are together.’

The two newcomers joined the pair already seated with Freddy talking about a trick he and Brandon had entertained earlier in the day… "We hooked up and he just wanted to watch as I tied Bran up then fucked him silly. He sat there watching, beating his meat. He came long before I did, it was just pathetic. Who cares though, Bran got my seven inches like he does every night in our bed, but this time we both got paid for it!"

Hearing this, Brandon’s smile evaporated. He looked over at Blaze and for some reason he got the impression that the new kid felt sorry for him. That feeling kept running around his mind.

Blaze noticed the change in Brandon’s expression. He reached out and laid his hand on Brandon’s, and looked him in the eye, no words were necessary. Brandon smiled at the boy, it was the first real kindness he’d experienced in the 18 months he’d been on the streets. He turned his hand over and squeezed the younger boy’s hand.

They ordered their breakfast; Donna, the usual waitress, taking their order. It was obvious that Donna didn’t care much for Freddy, but she seemed to like Brandon. Once she was gone, Freddy and Trey started talking quietly. Brandon and Blaze paid no attention to the other pair.

"So, you’re pretty fresh, huh?" Brandon asked.

Blaze, hearing the boy’s voice for the first time, felt strangely. The voice wasn’t all that special, but to Blaze, it was music. He was experiencing emotions he’d never felt before. This just confused him more than he already was.

"Um, hello? Earth to Blaze?" Brandon said with mirth in his voice.

"Uh, sorry. Um, yeah, less than a week."

"Yeah, you’re lucky to have met Trey. He’s cool. I wish I’d met him first, before..." The tone of voice when he’d made that statement wasn’t lost on the young boy.

Their breakfast was delivered and they all ate. Blaze remembered to thank Donna as she was putting their plates down and earned a smile from the woman.

Once they’d finished, Donna brought the check. They had all eaten the same thing and the bill was $22.00. Freddy reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of bills, took a $10 bill and put it on the table and told Brandon it was time to get up and leave.

"I’ll see you guys around, huh? Trey, maybe you would see your way to rent me your boy. We could make a shit-ton of money off his cherry ass."

He turned and left.

Trey looked at the bill, shook his head and said, "That motherfucker! He left less than half of the bill, not to mention the tip." He pulled his cash out of his pocket and added a $20 bill to the ten left by Freddy. "Thanks Donna, sorry for Freddy."

She returned to the table, looked at Blaze briefly then turned to Trey. "That kid is no good Trey. I don’t see why you give him the time of day. Too bad he’s got his hooks into Brandon. That boy used to be so sweet. Keep this lamb away from him."

Trey looked at Blaze who seemed to be a bit scared. While still looking at Blaze he said to Donna, "Don’t worry about that, Donna. Freddy isn’t going to get close enough to cause this one any grief; not if he wants to survive."

The two boys left the diner. It was still early afternoon so Trey asked, "So, it’s still early, wanna see if there’s any work to be had?"

Blaze looked at his friend. "That older kid scared me, Trey. But the other was kinda cute. Yeah, let’s see if we can make some money."

"What’s this ‘we’ shit, kemosabe?"

Blaze blushed, "Well, I was thinking that maybe I could do a couple beejays. You know I’m not bad at it."

Trey wasn’t naïve, he knew Blaze either needed a sugar daddy or needed to work. He wouldn’t mind being the provider for the boy, but he didn’t want Blaze to feel beholden or that he was being forced to do anything. He figured he’d just take things as they happen. "So, you got a taste and figured you liked it, huh? Well, let’s see how things go."

The two walked to the park and went to Trey’s ‘office’; the bench near the back of the park. They hadn’t been there more than ten minutes when two teens approached. They looked nervous.

"Um, you Trey?" One of the boys who looked to be about 15 asked.

"I’m Trey, what do you want?"

The two looked at each other, then the other boy, a little younger looking than his friend said in a voice which had only recently begun to change said, "Um... we were told we might get... um... you know... our dicks sucked?"

Trey appraised the boys. "How do you want to work it?" Trey asked.

The older of the two looked at his friend. Their nervousness seemed to increase a bit. The boy was sweating and shaking like a leaf. He started to speak but was just too scared to get the words out.

"Well, tell you what, it’s obvious that this is your first time so I’ll do you a deal. I’d normally get $40 each from you two, but I’ll do you both for $60."

Blaze knew Trey had jacked up the price but also somehow knew to keep silent.

The younger boy, pointing at Blaze said, "What about him? Could I get him to do me?"

Trey looked at Blaze and saw the boy nod then turned to the younger trick and said, "The kid is cherry, so if you want him you have to pay extra, but tell you what. Pay the normal $80 for both of you and he’ll do you," pointing at the younger ‘customer’.

"Um, what’s cherry?" The boy asked.

"It means today is his first day and you’re his first customer. That usually costs extra."

The two boys looked at each other, then reached into their pockets and pulled out the required amount of money. Each boy handed over $40 then the older one asked, "How does this happen?"

Trey took the boy’s hand while Blaze, following Trey’s lead took the younger boy’s hand. They walked into the bushes, deep enough so they wouldn’t be seen. Trey looked at the older one and said, "Okay, drop ‘em, and if you make too much noise we’ll all get busted, so keep it quiet."

The two were so nervous that they had trouble undoing their own pants. Trey reached over and unbuckled the older boy’s belt, undid the fastening of his jeans and pulled them and his boxers down. The boy was already hard as steel; he wasn’t that big, maybe 4½ inches. Trey looked over and Blaze had the younger boy’s pants down and was already kneeling, licking the head of the boy’s thin nearly hairless dick.

Trey got to his knees and teased the older boy, licking around the head as Blaze was already bobbing on the younger boy. After only a minute or so, the younger boy whimpered and Trey could tell he was feeding Blaze his meager load.

Hearing his younger friend getting off pushed the older kid over the edge and fed Trey his protein shake. Trey cleaned his trick’s dick as Blaze did the same for his first trick.

"Man, that was great. Um, I know he’s Trey, but what’s your name?" The younger boy asked.

"Blaze."

"Dude, thanks. You will definitely be seeing me again!" The younger boy said and reached into his pocket and handed Blaze another $20.

"You wanna suck me?" Blaze asked, getting a surprised reaction from everyone.

"Um, maybe next time, okay?" The younger boy said.

"I have an idea," said the older kid, "how about you two suck each other while we watch."

"Sorry, no free lunch, so to speak. Next time, if you want both of us for something like that you need to plan on $100 each," Trey replied.

"Ok, thanks guys. Um, we gotta go."

They two pulled up their pants and hurriedly left.

Trey and Blaze went back to their bench and sat.

"So, how do you feel now, Blaze?"

"It wasn’t bad. He was kinda cute, so if I had met him at school I’d have done him for free. But it was cool he tipped me." Blaze then thought about it. He’d made $60 for one trick, if it was all he had to do, he’d be okay.

"Um, I do have one question. Yesterday when you told me how much you charge, you said you get $20 for a beejay. Why did you charge them so much more?"

"Well, first off, when they were standing there, I saw that they had expensive clothes. Plus, I could tell they were rich kids. I see enough of them; so I add to the price figuring they’ll try to talk me down. These kids were so scared they never even thought about doing that. We made some extra cash and they were happy, so everyone wins."

"But where did they get that much money? The younger one looked like he was like your age."

"Like I said, they were rich kids and money doesn’t mean as much to them. They’ve never had to worry about it."

"But they were both pretty cute, they could have gotten their dicks sucked by anyone at their school, couldn’t they?"

"Blaze, here’s the problem, at least from their way of thinking. Sure, they could have, but that would have opened them up to significant problems. See, in their world, reputation is everything. If they had gone to someone at school, that person could have said something, which could have gotten back to the wrong ears. To them, buying it is way safer, especially since the money doesn’t mean that much to them. Understand?"

"I guess." Blaze replied quietly.

They sat there until the sun started going down, but they had no other customers. They then walked for a few minutes, passing shops that were closing, finally approaching their motel where they went to their room and entered. Once inside and the door was closed and locked, they kicked off their shoes, then Blaze wrapped his arms around his mentor and kissed him... deep and passionately.

As they kissed, Trey started undressing the younger boy. Once he was naked, save for his socks, Trey dropped to his knees and looked up at his protégé and said, "Well, since you didn’t get your dick sucked earlier like you were hoping…" He then took Blaze’s hard staff into his mouth.

As he was sucking, Blaze felt his knees getting weak, so he said, "Let’s move to the bed before I fall down."

Trey reluctantly pulled off and stood. Blaze backed up until he was at the bed and allowed himself to fall backward, bouncing on the mattress slightly as he watched Trey begin disrobing. He then laid down on the bed and Trey joined him; they kissed for a few minutes then Blaze flipped around and started licking the pre-cum from Trey while Trey again engulfed the younger boy’s scepter.

The two pleasured each other until both had given the other their appetizer. Afterward, the two made out for a while when Blaze’s stomach started to grumble.

"So, hungry? I figured my snack would have filled you up." Trey asked, laughing.

"Yeah, I’m kinda hungry. Can we just get pizza?"

"Yeah, that sounds good. I’ll go to the place on the corner and bring it back." Trey then started dressing.

"How much do you want? I made some money so I can pay for half." Blaze stated.

"Tell you what... use what you want to give me toward buying some clothes. I got this, okay?"

"No, seriously, I want to pay my share. You have been so nice to me. Buying me food, giving me a place to stay and protecting me from assholes like Freddy. I want to pay my own way. I know I can earn enough to buy what I need. Please let me do this," Blaze stated in a fashion that made Trey know it was important to him.

"Okay, usually a large pizza and a 2 liter of coke costs about $20, so give me $10."

"Nope. Sorry. You’ve spent way more than that on me. Here, take $20, tonight’s on me, kind of a celebration of my first day; besides, that’s just the tip. I still have twice the money I would normally have from giving one beejay."

Trey wanted to object, but took the money and hugged the boy. "You’re cool, Blaze. I think we’re gonna be real good together."

With that, Trey left to get their dinner leaving Blaze to think.

Blaze had confused emotions. He knew he was having feelings he didn’t fully understand about Trey, but for some reason he couldn’t get Brandon out of his mind. He worried that Trey might figure it out and toss him out.

He’d been thinking for a while when Trey returned with their food. Trey had the pizza and soda but he also had a bag with some pasta and garlic bread. "I figured just pizza isn’t a celebration, so I put in a little more and got us some extra."

They sat at the table in the room and pigged out. There was still some left when they finished. They were about to toss the uneaten food when they heard pounding on their door. Trey looked out the peep-hole then opened the door.

Brandon rushed in the room. His shirt was torn and he had blood on his face and in his hair. He was crying but through his sobs he managed to get out, "He’s dead! Freddy is dead!"

Trey tried to console the boy but wasn’t having much success. Blaze then wrapped his arms around Brandon who sobbed into his naked chest.

After a few minutes, Blaze got him calmed down enough to talk. He sat the boy down then handed him a cup of soda.

Brandon downed the drink and looked at the two.

 

"What happened, Bran?" Trey asked.

"We were hired by a guy who wanted me to suck Freddy while the man fucked him. Everything seemed okay for a while but then the guy said, "You should have remembered to pay your bills, faggot; Drake don’t like to get stiffed when he gives you shit on credit." Then he pulled out a gun and fired it into the top of Freddy’s head. The blood... oh my god, the blood!" He then dissolved into tears again.

Blaze held the boy until he calmed again then asked, "What happened next?"

"I looked at the guy, expecting he’d do me next and I saw that Freddy was laying on top of the guy. I must have pushed him or something. I got up, heard sirens getting close, so I split. I knew I couldn’t be there or I’d have gotten busted, so I just split and came here."

Trey looked out the window and seeing no police nearby told Blaze to get Brandon cleaned up. Blaze helped him up and to get him undressed. He then took him into the bathroom for a shower.

Blaze was so tender as he washed the nearly catatonic boy. Once it was completed, he helped dry him and led him to the bed, pulled down the covers and helped him to lay down. The boy was asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow. Blaze thought this was pretty weird, seeing as what he had just witnessed, but Trey explained it was a defense mechanism the brain does in a traumatic situation.

Trey gazed at them together. He could tell Blaze had feelings for Brandon and, from what he’d seen in the diner, on top of the fact it was Blaze who could calm him down, he could surmise Brandon felt similarly toward Blaze. His feelings were in turmoil. Blaze was such a kind boy.

Blaze turned to Trey and could tell what he was thinking for some reason. He took Trey’s hand and led him to the table. The two sat and Blaze looked him in the eye and said, "You know, I think love you. Brandon is cute, but I don’t like him the way I like you. He needed our help, so I gave him what he needed."

"Dude, I know you’re thankful that I helped you, but we haven’t known each other long enough for that."

"Bullshit, Trey. I’m pretty sure what I’m feeling is love. I don’t know, but I hope you like me the same way."

Trey saw the boy was being honest. If he were honest with himself he’d agree he did have feelings for Blaze, but he was confused as well. "Let’s just get some sleep, we can deal with this tomorrow. I need to get rid of Brandon’s bloody clothes in the morning and I’ll get something for him to wear."

Trey removed his clothes and let them drop to the floor, feeling reflective after the recent sharp events; he climbed onto the bed and gently lay next to Brandon who was now sleeping soundly. Blaze climbed on top, gave Trey a kiss then moved himself into the position of being spooned by Trey; his flaccid cock nestled into Blaze’s butt crack.

They fell into slumber, tomorrow was another day.

=To Be Continued=

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