Darkest Woods: Chapter 7

Ethan

 

After spending the day looking for the best and cheapest place to stay the two ended up in Hollywood at the Crescent Motel. The room had a kitchenette so they thought they could save some money making their own meals. After a night of sex and much needed sleep Ethan left early before Brooke woke up to start looking for work. He went into every store and gas station he could find in walking distance. He didn’t want to chance taking the car any more than he had to being that he didn’t have a license, so when he could not find anything close he got on a bus and headed west. Time after time he heard the same things, there were no openings or he was not old enough. He wouldn’t be until he turned 16 which was a year away. He didn’t know what the hell they were going to do after the money ran out and it would run out pretty fast between the rent for the room and food.

He couldn’t think anymore, his head was starting to hurt. He sat on the bus bench watching the droves of people walk by across the street just as they were behind him, the cars driving by on the street. He had to find something, anything. He had to take care of Brooke. He would not allow her to sleep in the streets even one night after what she had gone through. It was up to him now to keep her safe and happy.

The bus seemed to be taking forever. Ethan was getting ready to take off walking when a car pulled up in front of him. “Hey kid!”

He looked up. There was a man smiling at him. He got up and went over to the car, “Yeah?”

“How much?”

Ethan drew his eyebrows together, “What are you talking about?”

“I’m not a cop, okay, so how much?”

It dawned on Ethan what the guy thought, “I’m not a fucking prostitute mister.”

The man looked him up and down, “Hey sorry. It’s a shame, though. I’d be a regular.”

Ethan swallowed and before the man could drive off he said, “Wait a second. What would you want me to do?”

The man smiled wide, “Get in and let’s negotiate.”

 

Ethan got in the car feeling uncomfortable even on the soft leather seats. The man had money, which was obvious. The car was a Lexis with all the bells and whistles. Inside Ethan was screaming. How could he even consider this? He just killed the last man who fucked him, now he was getting involved with another one? It just didn’t seem real. He only knew one thing, if this was the only way he would be able to take care of Brooke he would do it. He would do anything for her.

“So you’ve really never done this before huh?”

“No.”

“Need money that bad then?”

Ethan nodded. “I don’t know what to charge.”

“Do you need the money for drugs?”

“I don’t do drugs.”

The man wasn’t bad looking, dark hair and light blue eyes. At least he wasn’t some fat greasy slob. “That’s good…what’s your name? You don’t have to tell me your real name if you don’t want but I need something to call you.”

“Ethan.”

“I like that. Sweet and innocent sounding. So the going rate for clean rent boys is 30 for a blow job, 20 for a handjob to catch is 40 to 50, to pitch is 35 to 50.”

Ethan closed his eyes remember how sick it felt to be used by Henry, but this was different. This was business. He had to think of it as nothing but business, “What do you want?”

“I want to suck your cock and fuck you. I’ll be generous with you. I’ll give you 80 for both.”

“80 dollars for sucking my dick and letting you fuck me?”

“Yeah and if I like it, I can spread the word to a few guys I know. Family guys who have a thing for boys but can’t let anyone in their normal life know about it. You could make quite a nice stash for your first car or whatever you need the money for.”

“I need it to take care of my girlfriend and myself.”

The man pulled up to a motel and looked over at him, “You have a girlfriend? You’re not gay?”

Ethan turned to him, regretting his words, “No but, I mean, does it matter?”

The man smiled and ran his hand over Ethan’s leg, “Not at all Ethan. Not at all. You can call me Jim.”

“Okay Jim.”

Jim went in and paid for the room then came back out and drove to the closest spot to it. He got out and Ethan took a deep breath, wanting more than ever to just get out of the car and run. How the hell could he face Brooke after this?

Jim opened the door and waved him to follow. Ethan put his hand on the door and opened it, picturing Brooke’s smile in his mind as he went into the motel room. This place was worse than the one he and Brooke were renting. The lights were bare bulbs, no shades, the bedspread was full of holes and the bathroom sink was dripping loudly. Jim came over to him touched his arm, “Hey, listen, since this is your first time renting, I will walk you through it. I wouldn’t want you to get fucked over by someone later on. You always get the money up front. Get it out of the way.” He put the money in Ethan’s pocket drew Ethan closer to him, “It’s alright, Ethan. If you ever want to stop, just let me know. I’m not into anything weird, I just want straight up sex. Other men may want to get rough or do things that you won’t like. You ask them up front what exactly they are into, and they will tell you. You being so young, what your 16?”

“I just turned 15 last month.”

“Wow that’s hot. You will get guys that wanna play-rape you.”

“Okay I think I got it.”

Jim touched his face while he licked his lips, “You are one good looking kid. I’m going to enjoy this, Ethan.” He ran his hand down over Ethan’s bulge, “Why don’t you take your pants down so I can suck that cock of yours.”

Ethan got his pants down and Jim kneeled in front of him, “My! Very nice for someone so young. Big, very nice.” He put Ethan’s limp cock in his mouth and held the shaft while his tongue swirled around the head. Ethan let his head drop back and closed his eyes, trying to imagine that is was Brooke sucking him off. The image combined with the experienced mouth worked and he felt himself start to get hard. Jim licked up and down the shaft then took his cock in his mouth again lips tight around the shaft sucking down to where his hand was still holding on, then sliding and sucking back to the ring of the head. Jim’s mouth bobbed up and down faster and Ethan felt the tip of his cock slamming against the back of the man’s throat.

He felt it when he was getting ready to cum and didn’t know if Jim wanted to swallow or not, “I’m gonna cum.”

Jim took his mouth off and asked, “You’re clean right?”

“Yeah”

Jim put his mouth back on Ethan’s cock and started sucking again. Soon Ethan came and Jim drank hungrily. He stood up and wiped his mouth, “That was incredible Ethan. I’m so fucking hard right now. Are you ready for part two?”

“Yeah let’s do this.” Ethan took his pants all the way off the pulled his hoodie and t-shirt off. Jim looked at his young lean body as he took his own clothes off. He watched salivating as Ethan crawled onto the bed and got on all fours.

Jim got on the bed behind him and started putting the condom on, “There’s lubricant on this but if you want more I can get some lotion.”

“No, it’s fine.”

“Alright, then I’m gonna fuck you so good, Ethan.”

Ethan felt him stick it up his ass and slide in. He wasn’t as big as Henry had been but he was still big enough that it hurt. Ethan closed his eyes and felt every inch inside him until he felt Jims balls against his own. Jim started pumping him and hit the spot that felt so fucking good. Ethan let himself enjoy it, at least this time it was consensual. There was something about it that made his cock grow rock hard and he reached down and started stroking it. Jim noticed and moaned loader, “Oh yeah Ethan enjoy it baby, yank that nice cock.”

Ethan heard himself moaning and it spurned Jim on to fuck him even harder. It was unbelievable. After Jim came he kept his cock inside of Ethan while Ethan got himself off then they both collapsed on the bed, Jim putting him arm on Ethan’s chest, “Kid that was fucking amazing. Your ass loves getting pounded. I know you’re not gay or nothing, but man you are one great fuck.”

Ethan looked at him, and rolled off of the bed, grabbing his shirt. Jim got up, “Hey, I didn’t mean nothing, you are just great in bed, that’s all.”

Ethan looked up at him, “Thanks. It feels good, I guess, but I’m not gay. How the fuck does that happen?”

“Sit down, kid.” Ethan sat on the bed and Jim grabbed the chair from the table and drug it over then sat facing Ethan, “I’m not gay either. I have a wife and kids and a whole life. My sexuality makes me want a boy sometimes. A nice teenage boy and I get my rocks off and go back to my life. I fuck my wife all the time and I love it. I just like this too at times.”

“I guess I understand.”

“Now listen, if you’re okay with it, I can set you up. I can get you at least five regulars. You never have to trick yourself on the streets, there’s no need to worry about disease or getting beat up. These are good men, they have money and they’re discreet.”

“Sure I guess. Yeah.” Ethan wasn’t thrilled that he was going to be a prostitute but if it was the only way to get money then he would do it.”

“All I ask from you is a freebie now and then. I really like fucking you.”

“Okay, yeah.” Ethan smiled for the first time and Jim thought about how much the other men would love him. He was so good looking, brooding and mysterious.

“Alright let’s get going. Oh what’s your cell number?”

“I don’t have one.”

“You must be the only kid in the country that doesn’t. I’ll get you one. Call it a tip. I’ll get the number and when I talk to my friends then I’ll give you a call when you should start expecting calls.”

“Thanks Jim.”

“It’s really Michael. I won’t give them your real name unless you want me to.”Ethan shrugged but then thought about it. He thought since he had just killed someone so maybe it wouldn’t be the best idea.

“Called me Joe.”

Jim laughed loudly, “Okay, Joe. You learn fast kid.”