Empty Spaces: Chapter 5

AUTHORS NOTE-IMPORTANT!!: I apologize for literally having taken YEARS to continue to get this story out. So much in my life has changed, and unfortunately writing has too often fallen to the backburner. I'm not longer even living in the same town where all this has happened, and so remembering events and how they unfolded as closely to reality as possible has been difficult. I would also like to say to anybody who wants to read this: this particular chapter can be read stand-alone without too much loss, but I do suggest that you go back to read the first four parts. Okay, here it is, I hope you enjoy:

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All that David Leeber had ever wanted to do was to make it through high school as quickly and painlessly as he possibly could. Having been outed in grade six to his entire school by a “friend” whom he had confided in hadn’t made that the easiest task. If he went a day without being stuffed into a locker, or having his head flushed down a toilet, or being beaten up in the hallways…it was a good day.

David didn’t have any real friends. Michaela Church used to be his best friend, but ever since that day in grade six when she ruined his life, he hadn’t spoken a word to her. And she only talked to him when it was to make a joke at his expense to her posse of sidekicks. David was really alone at school, even the teachers didn’t care. They just saw that he wasn’t all that bright, and didn’t have much of a home life; it was inevitable that he would be picked on, and it’s easier to just let it happen than to have to write up a report about it…at least in their eyes.

The only person that David felt he could trust was Corey Silver. Corey had saved David more than once from the football team’s plans of bullying. But, David wasn’t an easy guy to befriend, and being a little pudgy, and not all that well kempt, Corey wasn’t eager to keep David as a tag-along.

Corey was a nice guy, willing to help David out when he could, but he didn’t really like Dave any more than anyone else. He didn’t want to see anything bad happen to the guy, but Corey was too self-involved to want to have to babysit poor David.

The Leeber family was the average lower-middle class family. They didn’t have too many luxuries, they drove an old car that was falling apart, and the house was often to be found in disrepair. David’s parents, Loretta and Joel Leeber were both good people. Trying to make ends meet, they often had to cut corners where their son was concerned. They both worked long hours at minimum wage jobs, and neither had time for their troubled boy. Loretta was a waitress at Artruro’s by day, a job which had good tip money, but wasn’t enough. So by night she worked at a convenience store. Joel Leeber was a worker at the paper plant. He wasn’t a very skilled man, and was given the job of glorified janitor. He worked hard, but still was barely able to keep a roof over the family’s heads, and clothes on their backs.

David desperately needed someone to listen to him, to help him…to love him. But, he knew that he just wasn’t going to get that attention from his parents. He saw Corey Silver as his savior. He knew that if he tried hard enough, he could get this god to pay attention to him, and to fall for him. Of course, he didn’t know how he was going to do this, but he knew he had to somehow. And, he may not have been too smart, but David knew that even if money couldn’t buy happiness, it could buy almost anything else, including some tools to help him find a solution as to how to get Corey’s heart. His problem was where to get the dough.

At the age of 18 David had become a prostitute. He sold his body, and the pleasures it brought to the men who worked at the locks. He wasn’t very attractive, but he did have one great ass. The men of the ships weren’t the type to be picky, so provided he didn’t charge too much, he could get a few tricks every night. And, if he let the men cum inside him without a condom, he could charge even more. Sadly, Joel and Loretta Leeber were too busy working to notice that their only child had become a whore.

The summer between grade 11 and grade 12 had been an important one for David. He had never spent anymore than he needed to from the money he made on the streets. He knew that the time had come to make his move on Corey, and to do so, he had to change himself.

So, that summer David got a membership at Goodlife Fitness. He paid top dollar for the best personal trainer he could get. He went to a dermatologist to help him with his not-so-porcelain skin. He got a personal shopper to help him with his clothing style. Six weeks into summer, David looked like a completely different person. He almost felt like one too, except for the fact that his parents had noticed nothing.

The ignorance of his parents to his changes was the straw that broke the camel’s back. David took their lack of attention as rejection, and everything changed. Suddenly, his desire of Corey to love him became his only goal. And more than that, David convinced himself that he didn’t need anyone else as long as he had Corey, and he was going to get him no matter the consequences.

David Leeber Friday, August 29th, 2003

“Uhhh! Fuck…mmmmmm!” I moaned as the Foreman pushed his cock back into my tight ass. The thickness of it making me scream out into the night as it stretched my hole around it. He grunted and I pushed myself as hard as I could back against him. The pleasure coming from having his cock buried inside me almost unbearable.

“You’re pussy is fucking TIGHT ain’t it Bitch! You like that don’t you!!” He grunted in my ear as he tightened his grip on my sides and started pumping his cock in and out of me faster and faster. My spit on his cock from when he had gagged me on his cock earlier had made it quite slick, and now it was sliding easily into my cunt. I squeezed my ass around his dick, tightening my hole, trying to give him even more pleasure, loving myself how good it was to be getting fucked so hard.

“Scream Bitch! Moan! I wanna hear you beg for it!” He pushed his chest against my back and knocked the wind out of my lungs as he started jack hammering me. His huge cock ramming in and out of my ass faster and faster. I was in ecstasy. “Oh FUCK! Please don’t STOP! Fuck, PLEASE!!” I screamed with what was left of my voice. He started rubbing his tongue against my ear as he worked my ass. He slowed down the pace a bit as he pulled himself almost all the way out of my ass before ramming it all the way back in as hard as he could “FUuuuucckkkkKKK!”

He pulled out and pushed me onto my knees again. He grabbed the back of my head and shoved his cock all the way down my throat so I couldn’t breathe. “You’re a good fuckin’ cocksucker Bitch! Work my cock; show me how much you want it!”

I wrapped my lips tightly around his shaft, his big sweaty balls rubbing against my face, their musky scent becoming my entire world. He moaned as I gagged again, tightening my throat on his cock, giving him waves of pleasure that rippled from his cockhead to his spine. As he shoved me even further on his cock, making me gag again, I started to massage his shaft with my tongue, using my stud to hit every sensitive part of the man’s cock. The throbbing organ taking up every millimeter of space in my mouth as his hands caressed the back of my head and my hair.

I sucked even harder to try and please him, working every inch of his shaft. Rubbing his balls with my fingers as he pushed in and out of my throat. He pulled almost all the way out, leaving only his mushroom cockhead in my mouth. I enjoyed the sensations of rubbing my tongue stud over the rim and hearing the sharp intake of his breath. Sliding my hot lips around and around the edges of his head, and trying to coax out as much of his precum as I could, lubing up his cock even more.

“Get on your back Bitch,” he said as he pulled his dick from my mouth. I got down on the ground and turned onto my back, spreading my legs wide. From this angle, the Foreman was an even more impressive sight. 6’3” and at least 200lbs of muscle, the man was a beast. He got down on top of me and pulled my legs out wide, lifting up my ankles and putting them on his shoulders. He pushed his torso on top of mine and let his body push down against mine as he lined up his cockhead with my hole. I started to moan uncontrollably as he rubbed his cockhead against my cunt, pushing only gently to tease me, making me wet with my own spit. “Bitch, you betta be ready, cuz I ain’t stoppin’ again!”

He slammed his entire cock into me again, pulling out again only to slam it back in again instantly. I couldn’t breathe, and my own rock hard dick was rubbing against his hairy stomach. His cock pumped in and out of me again and again as he started to kiss me. He took one hand and wrapped it around my cock and started jacking me off. The sensations from his big dick rubbing inside me, along with his hand on my dick was too much “ohmygod, oh FUCK, OH FUCK, oh fuckfuckfuckfuck!!!” I screamed as my dick jumped in his hand and I blasted my load between our bodies. He continued kissing me as he fucked me even harder, my ass now clamping down on his cock, my hands on his back trying to pull his body even closer to mine, willing his dick to be reaching even further into my cunt.

All of a sudden his body went rigid, he stabbed his cock all the way into me until I had tears in my eyes and I could feel it throb as he started to cum. He pushed it in and out of me three or four more times, making sure every drop of his cum had been fired before finally pulling it out.

His cock leaving me was only partly responsible for the emptiness I now felt, and all the feelings of self-loathing and worthlessness came rushing back to me as he stood up, pulled on his clothes in silence, looked at me with disgust, and took out his wallet.

“You got one TIGHT pussy Bitch, it’s too bad you ain’t a real man!” He laughed as he threw some wadded up bills at me and walked away.

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Okay guys, hope you enjoyed it, and I SWEAR that the next part is already almost completely written. I just had to have this part out before the next two to give more of the back story. So I hope you liked it, and again, comments and ideas are always appreciated, this is based on real events, but the small things that happen, and some of the ways the characters interact with each other, some of my best ideas have come from critics. So thanks again, and happy reading!