A cumslut's progress : Part 6

They went into their bedroom and when I went into mine I thought I'd take a shower first.. Everything about the place was so clean I wondered who did the housework but these were just idle thoughts in a very tired mind as I stripped off and went into the bathroom. Feeling much cleaner if not refreshed I got under the bedclothes. I didn't remember anything else until I heard a knocking on the door at eleven o'clock in the morning.

'Come in,' I said.

I was surprised when a totally naked lad of about my age came in. He was very slim and had that refreshing youthfulness about him that you see with some young black guys.

'Hi,' he said as if it was perfectly normal to enter a stranger's bedroom totally starkers. 'My name's Alan and I live here too. Ryan said you were his white whore. Well I am his black one. So we have a lot in common.'

'Hi,' I said. I was a bit lost for words. It seemed that Ryan and Craig were running a brothel. They hadn't given me that impression earlier.

'How long have you lived here?' I asked.

He sat on my bed. 'About two years now,' he said. 'Ever since they picked me up off the streets.'

'What! Were you a rentboy?'

'Yea, but my pimp used to ill-treat me until Ryan and Craig rescued me and now I'm still rent but I am protected by them. I do the cleaning for them round here and they pay me for that as well as what I earn when looking after their friends.'

'Why do they want me then?'

'Because a lot of his friends want to fuck young, white pussy, and that's exactly what you are. Ryan told me that you can take anything in your arse and that he fisted you yesterday. I have never had that. He says you will be a real asset.'

Alan was sitting quite close to me. I could smell the muskiness of his body and it was turning me on.

'Won't my being here mean you don't earn so much?'

'No, I get mostly white guys fucking me, You will probably get black guys. Most of them are bisexual and they get turned on by fucking someone of a different colour.'

What he said seemed to make sense.

'How often do you entertain these friends?'

'It's usually about two guys per day, sometimes three and it has been as many as four.,' he answered. 'They fuck me for about half an hour and then piss off. It becomes quite routine after a while.'

It sounded quite horny to me as I saw any opportunity of being fucked as something I yearned for.

'Then there are the occasional parties,' he continued. 'There's lots of guys there, black and white, and I'm expected to be available all the time to satisfy their urges. They sometimes go on all night.'

My cock was very hard by now listening to the things that Alan had been asked to do and knowing that I would be asked to do the same also. He could see that I was aroused because I was tenting the sheet that covered my nakedness. He leant towards me and ran his hand along the sheet covering my leg. I extended my arms and pulled him towards me. Our lips met and he lay down beside me. My nostrils were filled with his scent and I wanted his body.

'I've never fucked anybody,' I told him. 'But just now I would love to fuck you.'

'We're on our own let's make each other happy,' he said and he pulled back the bedclothes so that nothing stood in the way of our naked bodies.

I held him tight and smothered his face with kisses. Making love to him was different to any shagging I had so far encountered. With all the guys who I had had face to face sex with in the last couple of weeks, none of them had actually made love to me. I had not wanted them to. I did want to with Alan though. When I held him I felt totally different. I didn't want animalistic sex which I found was a real turn on with men like Ryan and Craig. What turned me on with Alan was giving and receiving loving tenderness.

I worked my way down his body kissing all the sensual spots I knew and I eventually got down to his cock. He was not exceptionally large which did not matter. His dick was well shaped though and was a pleasure to look at and to take in my mouth. He had a young man's body and a young man's hard cock which I could feel pulsing in my mouth. I worked my way down to his balls which had been shaved and were completely hairless. I took each one in my mouth and sucked on it as if they were gobstoppers. Then I opened his legs and exposed his arsehole. Like Craig and Ryan he had no pubic hairs around his hole and the creased skin around his hole was quite visible and inviting.

My tongue licked his hole and then I pushed it in his hole. Because he was used to being penetrated his ring easily gave way to my tongue entering him and I reached his anal lining. While I had been making my way towards his hole he had got into a 69 position and had my cock in his mouth and was deepthroating me. He rolled over onto his back with me still tonguing his ring.

'This feels so good,' he said. 'The only way to make it better is for you to fuck me.'

'I've never done it before, so please help me.'

I lifted myself off him and knelt between his legs. He raised them up in the air and I saw my spit glistening on his very attractive black hole.

'Just push yourself inside me,' he said. 'I can assure you, you'll not hurt me.'

I put my cock against his ring and pushed. I felt the most wonderful sensation as my dick quickly slid into this warm tight-fitting envelope of flesh. In no time I was in him right up to my pubes.

'Fuck that feels good,' I said and I could see the smile on his face and knew he was glad to have me inside him. My face was near enough to his to kiss him and I let my lips press hard and long against his.

Experiencing the feeling of my cock being encased in a living, sensitive orifice enabled my basic instincts to takeover and I began to move in and out of Alan. The look on his face and the joy I was feeling told me I was doing the right thing. He wrapped his legs around my back and drew me close to him we rolled from one side to the other while I still pumped him. He dug his nails in my back as he felt me reaching a climax and then I exploded in him. Unlike the climaxes I had had when my prostrate had been massaged, I now felt the satisfaction of another body drawing the cum out of me. At that moment I was deeply in love with Alan and never wanted to separate myself from him.

We had rolled over to one side again and both relaxed while the effects of my orgasm wore off. I allowed my cock to slip out of him and we hugged each other tight, kissing constantly, sometimes passionately other times just light pecks.

'I've heard you are really into eating cum,' Alan said at last.

'You hear right,' I said. 'And it would be the icing on the cake if I were to eat out your arse now.'

Alan rolled on his back again and stuck his arse in the air. His hairless crack was showing signs of my cum leaking out of his hole. I bent down and licked along the length of his crack and then pulled his cheeks apart gently so that his hole opened slightly and more cum came out. I lapped it up until there was none left. Not to be outdone Alan got his lips around my prick and licked it clean of any jism.

'I've been fucked thousands of times,' Alan said. 'But that is among the best. You are a natural lover.'

I was flattered by his comments and was not sure whether to believe him or not but I had felt something special too. All the shagging I had had with the other guys had been great but this time had seemed different because there was affection and not just lust.

'What are you going to do now?' Alan asked.

'*I'm going to suck you cock,' I said. 'I need to eat your cum as well.'

Although my cock had started to go soft he took it in his mouth as we assumed the 69 position. I wanted to show him how good I was at sucking and I worked my tongue and lips carefully around his dick. He was making muffled moaning noises as he sucked me and made my flaccid tool go hard again. I would have been happy to suck him for hours but after ten minutes he came and I received a very welcome mouthful of spunk. Everything about Alan seemed so perfect. Even his cum tasted better than any other man's I had known and I had known quite a few.

'I like the way you've shave around your arsehole,' I said to him when I had emptied my mouth.

'Yea, one of the things I do for the guys is shave their pubes and I like mine that way too.'

'Would you do mine?' I asked.

'Sure, just wait there and I will get some soap and a razor,' he said and he went to his room returning in a few moments with all the equipment to shave the hairs from my pubic area..

'Do you want me to remove all hair or do you want to keep some of it?' he asked.

'I like the way you have it with only the hairs around your arse and your balls removed.'

'Ok,' he said and he went to work lathering up the soap and applying it to the areas he was going shave.

He had a very light touch and apart from moving me a little and stretching my skin to make the passage of the blade easier I hardly felt a thing. When he had finished I ran my fingers over the now bald areas and knew he had done a good job. He picked up a mirror and held it so that I could see my bare arse crack and the pink orifice within it. Although I was looking at myself it made me feel horny to see this view of me that only others normally saw.

'That's great,' I said. 'How long will it last before it needs shaving again.'

'Usually a month,' he said. 'If it gets itchy before that because of the stubble then tell me and I will do it again.'

What are you going to do now?' Alan repeated his question of earlier now that our desires had been satiated..

'Usually at mid-day I go cottaging,' I said. 'There's three cottages I go to in the day and this would be the time I go to the first. But having just fucked and sucked you I don't want to be servicing cocks through a gloryhole at the moment.. I think I'll go and get my things, instead, from the lodgings where I have been staying and move in here properly.'

'Is it far away? Do you want me to come with you?' Alan asked.

I said yes as I would be glad of his help. I didn't have many possessions, mainly clothes, and books, but even if packed in a suitcase there were quite heavy and the extra muscle would make it a lot easier.

We both got dressed and headed the half mile to my bedsit. I had paid up to the following Saturday and so the landlady should have no objection if I left now. I opened the front door and saw her in front of me.

'I'm leaving today,' I said to her. 'I've just come to collect my things. I paid you up to next Saturday so I don't owe you anything.'

She eyed me suspiciously and then said. 'And who's this?' Pointing at Alan.

'That my boyfriend. We are going to be living together,' I replied and before she could say another word we went upstairs where my room was.

I was laughing but Alan said. 'What did you say that for?'

'That woman is a racist, homophobic slag and I just wanted to shock her.'

Alan started to laugh as well. 'Perhaps it's a pity you didn't tell her we had just fucked and that we were both rentboys.' This time it was me who nearly double-upped with laughter.

We wasted no time and started packing. It all fitted in the two suitcases I had and we struggled with them down the stairs. I didn't even try to say goodbye to the landlady. Instead I left the key on the hall table and went out into the street. We got back to Ryan's and Craig's house in about ten minutes.

Almost as soon as we were inside the door Alan went and removed his clothes so that as he helped me unpack he was completely naked again.

'Are you a naturist?' I asked him.

'No, I just like to be like this when I'm at home, and here is home to me, to feel the freedom of being nude. Also Ryan and Craig like it. It's not a requirement. They will not expect you to do the same unless you want to.'

'What do they do for work?' I asked.

'They run a number of sex shops in the city. That's probably where they are now,' Alan answered. 'Come into my room and I'll show you the types of toys they sell.'

I went into Alan's room and the first thing that struck me was the pictures of naked men that adorned the walls. Then I saw on a table near the bed a selection of dildos, vibrators and butt plugs.

'These are all the tools of my trade,' Alan said pointing at them.'Ryan brought them back for me. There's also a spanking paddle which some of their friends like me to smack them with and poppers that can give an instant high. I expect you will be given the same toys as well.'

I was impressed by how spic and span everything was in his room. He certainly took his role as cleaner very seriously.

'Some guys want to piss on me sometimes after they have fucked me,' he added. 'I take them into the bathroom if that's what they want. I don't want my room messed up in that way. It's usually the white guys who are into those sorts of pleasures so if you are with mainly blacks then it may not happen.'

As Alan was describing things to me I felt myself going hard again. It was three o'clock and I suddenly realised I hadn't had anything to eat since the day before.

'Shit, I've just realised how hungry I am.' I said.

'Come into the kitchen I'll make you a sandwich,' Alan said.

The fridge was well stocked and he quickly made me a couple of rounds of cheese sandwiches and I drank a glass of milk as well.

'I look after the cooking as well,' Alan said. 'Don't worry I haven't poisoned anybody yet. I really need to get started on tonight's dinner. Ryan and Craig like to eat at about half six. They will expect you to join them. It is usually at that time they tell me what friends I will be entertaining that evening. They may have some lined up for you.'

'What about in the daytime, do you entertain friends then?'

'No the daytime's totally free for me to do what I want and usually I do the housework and prepare meals and then go out and maybe shop or go swimming. It'll be the same with you.'

I was glad to hear that the daytimes would be my own as I had to sort out my lectures and coursework around the requirements of servicing friends. There was also my addiction to cottaging that I needed to satisfy.

I wanted to help Alan with the preparations for dinner but he told me he preferred to do it alone and I went to my room and tried to do some course work. It proved impossible as my mind was totally distracted by the world I seemed to have stepped into. I needed to do something and the only thing I knew that would keep me occupied for a couple of hours was to go cottaging.