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Does Happily Ever After Exist? Ch. 01

By: sexygirl76



Peter grew up in the ghetto of NYC. His neighborhood was considered one of the worst in the area. It was nothing new for him to be curled up on his couch in the studio apartment he shared with his mother and hear gunshots right outside his window. Or to be walking to school when suddenly he would have to duck into an alley when a car driving by starts sending bullets flying. It is also a pretty common occurrence for him to be released from school early due to bomb threats. Needless to say, it was not the best neighborhood for a growing boy.

Even with all the threats of death though, Peter was happy with his life. He was always being watched over by the people who lived near him. The women who walked the streets at night selling their bodies for cash especially watched out for him. This could probably be because his mother was one of them.

Yup...Peter's mother was a hooker. It was nothing new for him to come home from school and walk in and find his mother with a customer. Many nights he awoke curled up in his bed listening to the grunts and groans coming from across the room.

Peter learned at a young age the story of the birds and the bees. Not that he was allowed to find out first hand. His mother told him flat out when he was old enough to know about sex that if she found out he had given his body to anybody before he turned 18, she would personally kill him.

Why would a whore care so much about this you may ask? Well probably because Peter's mother Melissa lost her virginity to a man twice her age in the back of a pickup when she was 18. 9 months later, Peter came along. Now Melissa had decided when she lost her virginity that she was going to make her job on her back. But when Peter was born, that put a crimp in her plans. So she went down, got fixed and all was well. 

Melissa may be a whore but if you watch her watching her son sometime, you can see the love she feels for him. Peter took after his invisible father in looks. He topped out at 5'10", 150lbs when he hit 16. 9inch cock, pure black hair and turquoise blue eyes. Melissa joked with her favorite customer Ron one night that if he wasn't her son she would screw him in an instant. He was her son though so in her eyes that made him off limits.

Peter also learned shortly after he turned 18 that he was different. He never thought anything of it when his friends at school were pairing off with girls but he stayed single. He never went to any of the dances or any other event where couples were required. He did however think about it when he came home from school to once again catch his mother engaged in sexual intercourse.

He was about to turn back around and leave like he always did, but suddenly something caught out of the corner of his eye. His mother was on top of the man with her face towards his feet. She had leaned back so her hands were resting on his chest, giving Peter a good view of his cock sliding into her pussy.

Peter had seen his mother's pussy numerous times over the years and didn't think about it much. What drew his eyes was the cock sliding into her. It was huge. He couldn't tell how long it was but it was thick. Peter's mouth watered as he watched it slide in and out of his mother. What surprised him the most was the fact that his cock was getting hard in his jeans. He suppressed a gasp as they rolled over and he got a very nice view of the guy's ass. Peter's cock pressed hard against his jeans as he watched the man tighten and loosen his ass muscles.

Peter ran out of the house, sitting on the front stoop like he always did when his mother was working and willed his body to cool down. When the man came down the steps a bit later, Peter kept his eyes from the man's body until he had started walking away. Then Peter lifted his eyes to see the butt he had drooled over, encased in tight jeans. His cock jumped again as he watched the man walk away.

Peter was pulled out of a deep sleep later that night by groans coming from the other side of the room. Now normally he would just roll over and go back to sleep but after the scene he saw today and his reaction to it, he wanted to see if it was just that guy who turned him on.

He grabbed the flashlight he used at night when he went to the bathroom and flipped it on. He kept it low so it wouldn't bother the thrusting couple across the room but high enough that he could get a good look at the man. He was an older gentleman. He didn't think he had ever seen him before. 

He moved the light down over the man's body and felt his cock jump. When he moved it down over the man's butt as he thrust into his mother, his cock got rock hard. Peter moved just a bit to flash the light between the man's legs and had to suppress a moan.

He quickly turned off the light and lay back down when their breathing got more erratic and he heard his mother scream in pleasure. As he rolled over to face the back of the couch, he realized why he never looked at another woman. He was gay.

Peter spent the next year secretly watching his mother and her customers. He would watch as long as he could then either leave the apartment or roll over pretending to be asleep. It was shortly after he turned 19 that he decided he should tell his mother that not only had he been watching her have sex over the past year, but also that he was gay. He had planned to tell her tonight at dinner. They had a standing tradition of one day a week; they spent the day and evening together. They would go to the mall or to the movies then have dinner out. The plans got changed today when one of mom's old customers came back to town just for the day and wanted to catch up. Peter was disappointed but he just left them to each other.

Peter was sitting on a park bench about a block from his house when he saw the car. It was a black Mercedes. Now in this neighborhood you would think you wouldn't see cars like this. However Peter had seen them his whole life. The guys in these cars were here for one thing. Pussy. They would drive slowly down the street, checking out the hookers, turn the corner then come back and pull up in front of one. The girl would get in and the car would leave coming back later to drop the girl off.

Peter didn't think anything of it when the car slowly moved down the street. He did think it was kind of odd though when the car circled the block but three times to finally stop in front of him. The passenger window rolled down and a voice called from him. "Hey kid, you working?"

Peter looked up in surprise. "What?" he walked over to the car leaning on the passenger window. "Oh...I'm not a hooker." He said looking at an older gentleman with salt a pepper hair dressed casually in blue jeans, a t-shirt and cowboy boots. Peter felt his cock jump in his jeans when the man's green eyes met his.

The man looked embarrassed. "Oh I'm sorry, I saw you sitting there and assumed..."

Peter smiled. "It's okay. I live around here. Um...If you're looking for male prostitutes we don't have any anymore. Mike moved to Florida about 6 months ago."

The man's slender fingers curled around the steering wheel. "Damn. My buddy told me this was the place to find some good flesh."

Peter didn't know where the idea came from but suddenly the words left his mouth. "How much are you willing to pay?"

The man looked t him in surprise. Then a smile crossed his lips. "$500.00 for the whole shebang."

Peter's heart thudded in his chest. $500.00? He had never seen that much money in his life. He licked his suddenly dry lips. "I'll sleep with you if you want."

The man looked him over. "How old are you?"

"19."

"You ever have been with a man before?"

Peter shook his head. "No sir. But I know that I'm gay. I... Well I'm gay." he blushed.

The man chuckled. "Hop in kiddo. Maybe we can work something out."

Peter opened the door and slid into the car. He had barely closed the door before the man had him in his arms and was kissing him hard. Peter had never been kissed before and was shocked as pleasure soared through him when the man pushed his tongue into his mouth. He moaned against the driver, and then melted his body against him as he kissed him back.

They kissed for a minute or two, the driver with his arms wrapped tightly around Peter, stroking his back. Finally he broke the kiss, breathing hard. "Oh yea, you and I are gonna have some fun." He ran a slender finger over Peter's cheek. "Are you sure about this?"

Peter's cock was straining against his jeans. "Oh yea."

The man smiled. "Okay...Well buckle up. We're going for a ride."

Peter buckled up while the man pulled away from the curb. Peter felt a twinge of fear but it was squashed by the anticipation of finally losing his virginity that shook him as they left his neighborhood behind.

Peter gaped at the tall buildings as they moved into the main city. He had never left his neighborhood and couldn't believe how clean the streets were. "Careful kiddo, you're gonna get whiplash." the man said with a laugh as Peter's head moved to see everything.

"Sorry." Peter replied looking out the windshield as he blushed.

The man squeezed his knee. "It's okay. I understand."

They pulled up in front of a small cottage. Peter looked at it as he got out of the car. He was sure his whole apartment would be able to fit in a corner of this place.

He walked up the walkway and shivered when the older gentleman wrapped his arm around his waist. He gave Peter a squeeze before he unlocked the door then led him inside. Peter looked around as they walked towards the bedroom but he wasn't really paying much attention to his surroundings. He was more interested in the butt walking in front of him. 

When they got into the bedroom he forced his eyes from the man and looked around. There was a queen size waterbed taking up most of the space in the room. There was also a door off the left wall which he assumed led to a private bathroom. Across from the bed there was a dresser with a TV on it. That was all Peter saw as the man pulled him into his arms again, kissing him deeply while his hands roamed over Peter's body.

Peter kissed him back while his body shivered in anticipation. When the man's hands went to the fastenings on his jeans, he moaned. His moan grew as the man pulled out his hard cock stroking it lightly. "Oh you've got a nice piece of meat here son." The man said huskily as he pushed Peter's pants and underwear down until he could step out of them then dropping to his knees, he engulfed half of Peter's cock into his hungry mouth.

"Agh..." Peter groaned as he felt a mouth on his cock for the first time in his life. He leaned back against the closed door, closing his eyes as the man worked his mouth over his cock. "Oh mister, that feels so good." he moaned as he felt the man's tongue slide over him.

The man groaned but didn't release the prize in his mouth. When he took Peter into his throat Peter whimpered, sending a load of cocksnot down the man's throat. Robert let his muscles massage the boys cock while he ran his hand lightly down over Peter's balls. Peter cried out and started fucking the man's face while he gripped his hair hard in his hands. "Oh god...Eat my fucking dick." he cried as he slammed his cock hard into Robert's face.

Robert let the younger man fuck his face as he braced one hand on Peter's bare leg and released his own cock with the other. Robert wasn't as long as Peter but he was thick and he couldn't wait to shove his meat up this tails ass. He gripped hard at Peter's ass-cheeks pulling him further into his mouth as his finger searched out Peter's hole. He teased his finger against it and heard Peter cry out as he sent his virgin load down Robert's sucking throat.

Peter collapsed back against the door; with his eyes closed as Robert cleaned his cock then let it slip from his lips. He didn't speak just stood up, and locked his mouth on Peter's again. Peter could taste himself on the other man's tongue and relished the taste.

Peter lifted his arms as Robert pulled his shirt from his body. He watched as Robert's eyes moved over his naked flesh. Suddenly, Peter felt his body lifted into Robert's arms and ran his arms up around Robert's neck as he was carried to the bed. He felt the bed come up to meet him. 

He watched through half closed eyes as Robert quickly shed his clothes then joined him on the bed. Robert covered Peter's body with his own, grinding his cock against Peters as he nipped playfully at Peter's neck. "I'm gonna fuck you baby. I'm gonna shove my cock into that tight virgin ass of yours and ream it real good."

Peter moaned at the words. His cock started rising again. "Oh yes. Take my cherry mister. Shove your cock up my tight virgin ass."

Robert chuckled as he moved off of Peter, pulling a bottle of lube and a condom out of the drawer in his nightstand. He set them on the bed within easy reach then moved down Peter's body until he was resting between his spread legs. He pushed Peter's legs up and out until they were resting against his chest. "Hold your legs baby." he said huskily.

Peter gripped his legs, digging his nails into the flesh as he waited in anticipation. He didn't have to wait long. Almost before he knew it, he felt a wet tongue licking at his asshole. "Oh..." he moaned closing his eyes. He felt the other man's lips lock around his hole and a pulling sensation as he sucked on it. "Oh god, that feels so good." Peter cried. Peter wasn't quite ready for the tongue to be shoved up his bumhole though. He opened his eyes wide as he pushed against Mercedes man's (as he called him in his head) face. "Oh fuck. What are you doing to me?"

Robert didn't answer. He just continued to push his tongue into the tight hole until he pushed past the ass ring. Once he was inside, he ran his tongue all over Peter's insides. He tasted soap and freshness and moaned against Peter's ass. 

Peter gripped his legs harder as the man started tonguing his ass. He felt him sliding his tongue inside then pulling it back out only to dig in once again. "Oh god mister, don't stop." Peter whimpered shaking his head back and forth.

Robert had no intention of stopping. Instead he dug harder at Peter's love hole. He shoved his tongue as far inside as he could get then pushed in even more. Peter was sobbing in desire. Robert decided it was time for phase two. He pulled his tongue from Peter's ass, and heard Peter's cry of dismay. He just chuckled then grabbed the lube and positioned it at the opening to Peter's virgin ass. Squeezing the bottle, he sent quite a bit directly into Peter's willing hole.

Peter moaned as he felt something warm but wet slide into his guts. The moan turned to a whimper of pain however when Robert slowly pushed his finger inside him. "Oh...Oh...That hurts." Peter cried trying to push the finger out of him only to have it slide in further.

"Easy baby." Robert cooed as he licked at Peter's balls while still slowly shoving his finger into Peter's ass. He pushed past the second knuckle then pressed hard against something inside the younger man. Peter's eyes opened wide and he moaned loudly.

"Yea...there ya go baby." Robert murmured as he pressed again at Peter's lovebud.

Robert kept his finger buried in Peter's ass, while he worked at the other mans' prostate, flicking it with his finger. Peter was going crazy. He started humping against Robert's finger as he thrashed on the bed. "Oh god, it feels so good." he cried.

Robert chuckled then slowly pulled his finger out. Feeling Peter's muscles try to keep him inside. He slid out to the first knuckle then slowly pushed back in making sure to brush against Peter's prostate. When Peter was whimpering like crazy with desire, he pulled his finger out completely. He squirted more lube up Peter's hole then slowly slid 2 fingers inside.

Peter whimpered, holding tightly to his legs as he was slowly stretched. "It hurts." he cried as Robert continued to push into him. Robert pulled his fingers out, sent more lube up the hole then pushed his fingers back in.

By the time Robert had three fingers gliding easily in and out of Peter's loose hole, he figured the younger man was ready for his cock. He pulled his hand from Peter's body and wiped it on the blanket. Then he ripped open the condom, rolling it down his hard cock. "Roll over on your hands and knees baby." he ordered huskily.

Peter looked at him through passion glazed eyes but obeyed. Robert shoved a pillow under him to push his ass even higher, then after squirting more lube up Peter's ass and lubing up how own cock, he moved behind him. "You ready baby?" he asked as he rubbed his cock over the entrance to Peter's hole.

"Oh yes mister. Shove it in me. I need to feel it."

Robert chuckled then slowly pushed forward with his hips. He had loosened Peter up so well with his fingers that his head just slid right past the ring. Peter moaned as he felt himself being filled. "Oh god, feels good."

Robert held himself still; he gripped Peter's hips but didn't pull. Push back against me baby." he said huskily. "Take me into you."

Peter's cock was leaking like crazy. He slowly pushed back against Robert, feeling the older man slide further into him. "Oh..." he moaned as he continued to push backwards. He felt a bit of stretching the further Robert went in and stopped to give his body time to get used to it. When he felt his ass touch Robert's stomach, he lowered his head to his crossed arms. "Oh god, I feel so full." he cried.

Robert ran his hands lovingly over Peter's back while holding himself buried deep inside him. "You are baby. You're full of me." he slowly pulled out about halfway then pushed back in. 

"Agh..." Peter whimpered as Robert started sliding inside him. There was a bit of pain but it was nothing compared to the pleasure coursing through his body as Robert fucked him with long, slow strokes.

When Peter felt Robert's hands on his chest, he let the older man pull him up until his back was pressed against Robert's chest. He felt the other mans cock sliding into him from below. He looked down over his shoulder as Robert pushed his forward just a bit so he could watch Roberts cock sliding deeply into his body. "Oh mister, fuck me. It feels so good." Peter whispered as he turned his head to meet Robert's lips. 

They kissed passionately; Peter wrapped his arms around Robert's neck as Robert thrust slowly into him. Finally it got too much and Peter was pushed back to his hands and knees as Robert started pummeling his ass with his cock. "Take my cock you little shit." he roared as his cock flew in and out of Peter's guts. "Take me deep inside you."

"Yes...Oh fuck...yes..." Peter screamed pushing back against Robert. "Fuck me. Fuck me so good." his cock was flopping against his stomach with their movements. He reached below him and started jacking his own cock furiously. 

His hand was pushed out of the way as Robert replaced it with his own as he continued to hammer deep into Peter's ass. "Gonna cum baby?" Robert growled against Peter's ear as he nibbled at his neck. "Gonna cum while I fuck your tight ass?"

Peter felt the cum boiling in his balls as they slapped against the other man's leg. "Oh fuck, yes. Fuck me. Make me cum while you fuck the shit out of my ass." he begged slamming harder back against Robert. 

Robert jacked him harder and faster while he rode his ass. "Cum baby, cum on my fucking cock, let me feel your body tighten around me." 

Peter let out a loud scream as he started shooting hard against the bedspread. Robert continued jacking him as he pounded faster into Peter's ass searching for his own release. It wasn't long before Robert sent a load into the condom shoved deep up Peter's ass."

Peter felt Robert's cock expand inside him and let out a soft cry as he felt the man fill him. Finally he was so exhausted that his legs wouldn't support him and he landed face first to the bed, pulling Roberts still streaming cock from his well fucked ass. Robert pulled off the condom, sending the rest of his juice all over Peter's ass and back. "Oh fuck...Soo good." he moaned as he milked his cock.


Does Happily Ever After Exist? Ch. 01



Robert finished cumming then threw the soiled condom in the trash. He lay down beside Peter pulling him gently into his arms. He kissed the younger mans cheek and heard soft snores. His lover for the day was fast asleep. He pulled the throw at the bottom of the bed over them then lay down closing his eyes.

When Peter awoke, the room was dark but there was a soft glow. He was on his back with his legs pressed against his chest as Robert slowly fucked him with long, slow strokes. Peter wrapped his arms around the other man's neck pulling his lips to his. "Feels so good baby." he whispered as he kissed Robert softly.

Robert continued to slowly pump into him as the two men kissed. They moaned gently into each others mouths. Robert gripped Peter's ass pulling him close to him as he continued to thrust slowly.

Peter's cock throbbed between them. His orgasm was right on the brink but he didn't want to go over. He didn't want this to end. "Fuck me baby." he purred against Robert's mouth. "Oh I love feeing your cock slide inside my tight little ass.

Robert moaned against his mouth as he started pumping his hips faster and harder. "Fuck...Such a tight ass. I can't get enough of it." He growled as he pummeled Peter hard. 

"Fuck mmmmmmmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeeeeee......," Peter screamed as his cock started shooting. The first shot went over his head. The rest landed on his face and chest. 

Robert rammed his cock hard inside Peter as he felt the younger man's muscles tighten around him. "Cummminnnggg..." he screamed as he filled the condom inside Peter's clenching ass.

He locked his mouth on Peter's, kissing him hungrily as he pumped his load deep inside him.

Finally the two men collapsed in a sweaty heap together, both breathing heavily. Roberts cock was resting just outside Peter's ass. The condom was hanging on by a thread. He pulled off the soiled latex, throwing it in the trashcan then pulled peter off the bed. "Come on. We need to clean up."

Robert led him to a shower that was big enough to hold 10 people. Robert set the temp then, pulled Peter inside wrapping his arms around him as he kissed his young lover gently. They washed each others bodies while they continued to kiss and caress each other. Robert washed Peter's ass gently. Peter whimpered as Robert touched his hole. "You're gonna be sore for a day or two baby." Robert said kissing him softly.

Peter nodded as they finished their shower.

As Peter dressed, Robert handed him five $100 bills. Peter felt a bit guilty about taking the money after the pleasure Robert had brought to his body. He pushed the guilt away and put the money in his pocket.

After they were dressed, Robert kissed him. "Meet me on that bench next Tuesday at 3:00 okay?"

Peter looked at him. "You want to see me again?" he asked in surprise.

Robert chuckled as he pulled Peter into his arms, squeezing his ass. "Oh hell yea, no way me only getting this sweet bubble butt once is gonna satisfy me."

Peter laughed then followed Robert out of the house as the older man took him home.

Later that night as Peter lay in bed listening to his mother with a customer he came to two realizations. #1, He had found his profession just as his mother had. He wanted to spend his life making men feel good with his body. The other thing that dawned on him as he drifted off to sleep is that he didn't know Mercedes man's name.

TO BE CONTINUED... 



Does Happily Ever After Exist? Ch. 02



The next two years were the happiest of Peter's life. He was constantly walking around with a hard on in his jeans. He finally broke down, buying a cell phone when most of his customers asked him for a repeat performance.

He had quite the little nest egg saved up to. At $500.00 a trick, with 4-5 tricks a night, six days a week, he quickly became the richest person in his neighborhood. 

He had tried to convince his mother to move to another neighborhood but she flatly refused. "I am happy here Peter, this is where all my customers are. You are not going to get me to move to one of those fancy neighborhoods."

He saw the determination on her face so he didn't push. He did convince her to move into a two bedroom apartment shortly there after when she brought a customer home to find Peter with his own customer. 

Peter was kneeling on the couch while the guy pummeled his ass from behind. The man with his mother had been offended that her son was fucking another guy and left in a huff.

Peter quickly became one of the most popular hookers on his street. At first the other prostitutes resented him feeling he was taking work away from them. 

One girl in particular, a 37 year old prostitute that went by Sally Rose got in his face about 2 weeks after he started turning tricks. "Why don't you find another corner to flaunt your body at?" She sneered as she stuck her face close to his.

Peter glared at her. "I've got as much right to work here as you do." 

He thought she looked like a clown. Sally was a bigger woman trying to look slim. She had stuffed her big body into a tight miniskirt that left most of her stomach hanging over the waist, as well as a sports bra that left most of her boobs hanging out. Also her face was so painted up with makeup that you couldn't tell where it ended and her face started.

What surprised Peter was that Sally was one of the more popular girls. He didn't understand what men saw in her but since her customers didn't look at him, he didn't care. 

The argument was interrupted when Misty put her big body between them. "Sally leave him alone." She said glaring at the blonde. "You wouldn't want his customers anyway. All they are interested in is ass."

Misty was a 53 year old black woman. She was an exstripper and Peter knew from pictures that she had been beautiful in her youth. She was 5'3" and maybe 300lbs. She told him she turned tricks not for the money but for the sex. She was also a popular trick.

Sally pulled away from Misty as tears filled her eyes. Everybody on the street knew that she had one major rule, 'pussy or mouth only. The back door was off limits.' She glared at Peter but after that left him alone.

It was 2 weeks after Peter started that he met the trick who would have a huge impact on the rest of his life. He had already serviced 3 men that night, 2 of which wanted to come back for more. 

He was standing on the street talking to his friend Star when the limo moved down the street. Star was a 21 year old girl who had been pimping for her dad since she was 19. What she made turning tricks; he used to pay for his alcohol addiction. When Peter asked her about it she just shrugged. "I don't mind. The sex is good."

That night they stood talking about her 6 month old son. One of her tricks hadn't used protection and she ended up pregnant. The man was cool though; he had paid all her hospital bills and gave her money to help with the baby. Peter was looking at pictures of the baby when he saw the limo cruising slowly down the street. "Wow." He said with a whistle.

Star's eyes followed his. "Wow is right." She said breathlessly as she fixed her miniskirt and halter top while she posed sexily. "Whoever gets that one is gonna be the talk of the street."

Peter also stood sexily, as he leaned against a telephone pole. His eyes were on the black car. "Tell me about it."

The two of them watched as the car moved around the corner then came back. They smiled at each other as the car stopped in front of them. "Good luck." They both said at the same time as they watched the big black driver walk towards them.

The black man didn't even glance at Star as he looked over Peter's body. 

Peter was dressed in a pair of tight jean shorts that showed the bulge between his legs as well as a t-shirt with holes cut around his nipples. His short hair was brushed back off his face. "You working?" the man asked.

Peter smiled seductively, "yes I am."

The man nodded. "What you charge?"

Peter felt his cock hardening, "500.00 A trick."

Again the man nodded. "What do you do?"

Peter's smile widened. "Anything they ask for, just no pain."

The black man nodded then turned back towards the car. He waited as the rear window was opened then spoke to someone inside. He glanced back over his shoulder at Peter a couple of times before he nodded. He stood up as the window rolled back up. "Your presence is requested." He said as he opened the back door.

Peter hugged Star then strolled provocatively towards the car. He smiled at the driver then slid into the car as the door closed behind him. He barely had time to let his eyes adjust to the dimness, when he was suddenly pulled into a pair of strong arms, a pair of warm lips covering his.

Peter usually liked to see his customer before he did anything, but the way the man holding him and kissing him was sending Peter's body into overdrive. 

He kissed the man back as he moaned into the man's mouth and pressed his body tightly against him.

The man tightened his hold on Peter, pulling him until he was straddling the man's lap. Peter felt the car moving under him but barely noticed as a pair of strong lean hands moved over his body. "Sweet." A deep voice said when he finally released Peter's lips.

Peter rested his hands on the back seat as he drowned in a pair of emerald green eyes. "I'm not used to being attacked as soon as I meet a customer." Peter managed to say.

The man chuckled. "Sorry. But at $500.00 I figured I better make sure I was going to get my money's worth."

Peter looked at him in the dimness. He could only see the outline of the man's face and his startling eyes. "I've never had any complaints."

The man moved his hand over the bulge in Peter's shorts as he chuckled. "I believe it."

Peter groaned as the man squeezed his cock through his shorts. "Let's see what you're hiding here." The man said opening Peter's shorts and slipping his hand inside.

Peter wasn't wearing any underwear. His last trick had paid him extra to let him keep the thong. When he felt the man's long fingers encircle him, he cried out, pushing up with his hips.

"Mmmmm...You've got a nice piece of meat." The man groaned slowly jacking Peter's cock. "Lay on your back baby. I want to taste this."

Peter moved slowly off the man's lap, and then lay down on the seat on his back. He watched as the man pulled his shorts down over his hips until his cock was completely exposed. The man whimpered in desire as he looked at the flesh hanging between Peter's legs. 

Peter smiled and ran his fingers through the man's hair as he watched him lower his head, then felt him take his engorged cock into his warm mouth. "Oohhh." Peter moaned as he felt the man's tongue moving over him.

It was unusual for a trick to want to touch him first but Peter wasn't arguing. The man sure knew how to suck a cock. Before he knew it, Peter was thrusting his hips up; forcing more of his cock into the man's sucking mouth. "Oh god, suck me." He cried clutching at the door above his head.

The mystery man moaned deeply as he attacked Peter's cock with his mouth. His head was moving rapidly up and down over him as his tongue whipped all around the sensitive flesh. He grazed his teeth over Peter's skin, making the other man cry out in pleasure as cocksnot slid into his mouth. The man moaned harder as he drank Peter's juices.

Michael Peterson knew as soon as he saw Peter standing with the other prostitutes that he wanted him. He had told Bruno to stop the first time they cruised down the street but Bruno had circled the street anyway, saying it wasn't good to seem too eager.

When Bruno told him Peter's price, he was a little leery at first. That was kind of steep for a fuck. But when Bruno told him that Peter would do anything as long as it didn't involve pain, Michael agreed readily. 

He wasn't into the kinky things like golden showers or anything like that but it was hard for him to find a prostitute that would let him suck them off then jack himself over them until he covered their body with his cum. If this guy was willing to do anything then Michael knew he had found his perfect partner.

Before the night was over, Michael planned to fuck Peter's ass and have him fuck him, but first he wanted to fulfill his fantasy. 

Michael sucked harder and faster at Peter's cock, letting the other mans cock slide into his throat as Peter whimpered and cried out, fucking his face rapidly. 

"Fuck...I'm gonna cum." Peter cried clutching his fingers in Michael's hair.

Michael went at him with more gusto, sucking hard on the cock slamming into his face until he was rewarded with a mouthful of Peter's cum. "I'm cummminnngggg." Peter cried slamming his hips up powerfully.

Michael swallowed the man's cum then let his limp cock slip from between his lips. Michael worked at his pants until his own 8 inch cock was out in view. 

When Peter moved to sit up, Michael pushed him back down. "No..." he said hoarsely as his hand flew over his cock. "Just lay there baby. Lift your shirt so I don't get any on it."

Peter obeyed as he watched the other man jacking his cock. This was a new experience for Peter; he had never had anybody who wanted to cum on him before. "Cum on my body baby, smear my chest with your wonderful juices." He said egging the man on. He licked his lips as he talked.

"Yes...Oh yes." Michael cried as Peter's words drove him on. He rammed his hand fast and hard over his cock until he suddenly cried out as he sent stream after stream of his cum all over Peter's naked chest.

When Peter heard the man's low growl start in his throat and the man's cock start to expand, he quickly pulled his shirt over his head so it wouldn't get splattered. It was a good thing to cause the man's cum hit him on the chin, on his neck then all over his chest.

Finally the man collapsed back against the other door, breathing heavily as he slowly stroked his limp cock, while Peter rubbed the man's cum into his skin. He brought some to his lips licking the juice off his fingers. "Mmmmm...You taste yummy."

"Thanks." The man said while laughing as he flipped a switch on a panel on the door. The inside of the limo was instantly covered in a dark red glow. 

Peter was finally able to see the face and body of his customer. The man had dark red hair, which was the same color as his mustache and beard. He had a slim body, a well built chest tapering down into slim hips. The cock in his hand was about 8 inches or so.

The man watched as Peter moved his eyes over his body. "Like what you see?" he asked his voice deepening seductively.

Peter licked his lips as he lifted his eyes to the other mans. "Oh yea."

"I'm Michael." The man said as he stripped out of his clothes, leaving them in a pile on the floor then pulling off Peter's shoes and sliding his shorts down his legs. Peter dropped his shirt on the floor with his pants; it had still been hanging in his hand as the two men talked.

"I'm Peter." He said softly.

Michael laid over him until their bodies were touching. He ran his hand through Peter's hair as he kissed him softly. "How old are you Peter?"

Peter smiled. "I'm of age sir."

Michael chuckled. "I'm not a cop Peter. I was just curious." He ran his hand down over Peter's chest, running his nail lightly over one of Peter's nipples.

Peter moaned as shivers of pleasure coursed through him. "I'm 19."

Michael nodded then lowered his mouth to Peter's chest. He ran his tongue over Peter's nipple making Peter cry out softly as he held Michael's mouth against him.

While Michael sucked at his nipple, Peter tried to digest this turn of events. All of his other customers were more interested in their own pleasure then his. 

They would suck him to hardness when they wanted his cock up their ass but they didn't care one way or the other how he felt. Michael seemed determined to bring Peter's body to life. So far he was doing a good job. 

While he sucked at Peter's nipple, he rubbed his cock against Peter's making the younger man's cock start to rise and pulse.

Michael chuckled as he lifted his face to Peter's. He kissed him softly as he continued to rub their cocks together. "I think you like that." He said against Peter's ear.

"Yes...Oh yes." Peter moaned lifting his cock against Michael's as he wrapped his arms around the other mans back.

Michael nibbled at his ear. "Want me to fuck you?"

Peter looked at him in surprise. This man was the one paying the money to use his body. It shouldn't matter what he wanted. "That is up to you. It's your money."

Michael's eyes darkened as he suddenly kissed Peter ruthlessly. The kiss was almost brutal in its intensity. Peter squirmed beneath him as he punished Peter's mouth with his own. His tongue lashing like a whip inside the younger mans mouth. 

Peter dug his nails into Michael's back as the other man ravished his mouth with his own. He whimpered when Michael bit down on his lower lip, drawing blood. Finally Michael tore his mouth from his. "It may be my money, but I have never forced myself on somebody."

Peter wiped the blood from his lip. "What do you call that kiss then?"

Michael licked at the cut while he looked into Peter's eyes. "Poetic Justice, I didn't appreciate being reminded that I am paying to have sex with you."

"I...I'm sorry." Peter replied weakly. A twinge of fear coursed through him at the hungry look in the other man's eyes.

He flinched when Michael once again lowered his head, but this time the kiss was gentle, almost teasing. By the time Michael's tongue slid into his mouth, Peter was moaning and pressing his body tightly against the other mans. 

He didn't notice when Michael ripped open a condom or slid it down his length. All he knew was one minute Michael was kissing him, the next his legs were pressing against his chest with the tip of Michael's cock pressing against his eager hole. "Do I need to lube you up baby?" Michael asked rubbing his cock against Peter's bumhole.

"N...No...It should be okay." He replied huskily.

Michael's hands tightened on Peter's legs as he slowly pushed forward with his hips. His eyes were locked on Peter's as he slowly slid into his body.

Peter felt a bit of stretching, but no pain as he was slowly impaled on Michael's hard cock. When he felt the other man's balls press against his ass, he let a loud groan escape his lips as he tightened his ass muscles, trapping Michael inside him.

"Oh god..." Michael moaned as he felt Peter's ass tighten around him. "That's it baby, trap me inside you; Make me work to fuck you. That's what I want."

Peter did just that. He tightened and loosened his muscles as Michael moved slowly inside him. He accepted the other mans kiss when Michael lay back over him, claiming his mouth with his own as he continued to slowly pump with his hips. "You feel so good baby." Michael moaned against his ear. "I love your tight little ass caressing my cock."

"Fuck me." Peter moaned lifting his hips to pull the other man's cock deeper inside him. "It feels so good." He kissed Michael back as their bodies slowly rocked against the seat of the moving car.

Michael took his mouth from Peter's, moving it down to the other man's nipple. He licked at it lightly, and then moaned as Peter tightened his muscles around him. He licked at the nipple again before taking it into his mouth, sucking gently. 

"Oh yes." Peter cried pressing his chest against Michael's face even as his ass took Michael deep inside me. "Oh baby. It feels so good. Fuck me. Fuck me hard. Make me cum while you ream my ass baby."

Michael groaned against Peter's chest. He reached beneath them, gripping Peter's ass in his hands as he pulled him tightly against him. He started impaling Peter with his hard cock almost viciously. His cock was pounding into the other man's eager hole while his balls slapped hard against his ass. 

"Fuck meeeeeeeee..." Peter screamed as Michael slammed his body hard against the seat. He dug his hands into Michael's pumping ass even as he thrust his own body aggressively against the man above him. 

His cock was leaking cocksnot all over his stomach as it was bounced between their bodies. "Oh fuck me." Peter cried.

Michael released Peter's ass, putting one hand above the other mans head on the window while his other hand wrapped tightly around Peter's hard cock. He jacked hard and fast as he growled. "Cum bitch, I want you to cum all over your fucking chest while I pound the shit out of your ass." Michael slammed his cock far into Peter's ass making the other man shriek in pleasure.

Peter had been getting close to cumming just from the pounding Michael was giving his ass but when the other man started brutally jacking his cock he knew he wouldn't be able to hold back even if he wanted to. "FFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKK!!! I'm Cummmmminnnngggg..." Peter screamed even as his cock started shooting.

The first shot went over his head, coating Michael's hand, the next one landed on his face while the rest landed on his chest.

Michael was right there with him when he came. When he felt Peter's ass tighten around him, he let out a loud roar as he thrust furiously filling the condom. "Take it bitch, take my fucking cum deep in your ass." He screamed as he filled the other man.

Michael released Peter's limp cock as he collapsed on top of him. Peter just wrapped his arms around him, holding him close as their bodies smeared his cum. "That was wonderful baby." Michael said softly kissing Peter.

Peter smiled. "I don't know if I should be saying thank you or your welcome. That was the hottest fuck I have had in a long time."

Michael smiled as he moved off of Peter's body, pulling his cock and the full condom from the other mans ass. He tied it off then threw it in the trash can. "It isn't over yet sweetheart."

Peter sat up as Michael sat beside him. He looked at Michael in surprise. "It isn't?"

Michael smiled again. "Do you think I'm gonna let you go without getting that cock up my ass?"

Again Peter looked at him in surprise. Usually the customer either wanted to fuck him or have him fuck them. He had never had one who wanted both. "I...I..." He closed his mouth when he realized he didn't know what to say.

The two men sat in companionable silence for a couple of minutes, just listening to the car as they drove through the town. Thinking about fucking Michael had kept Peter's cock half hard. When the other man wrapped his hand around him, Peter moaned closing his eyes. His moan turned into a cry when Michael suddenly took him into his mouth. Sucking him quickly back to hardness.

He opened his eyes when he felt the condom slide down over him. "How do you want it baby?" he asked huskily.

Michael kissed him then moved around in the car until he was on his hands and knees with his butt facing Peter. He lowered his upper body to the seat but left his ass in the air. "I want you to fuck me this way baby." Michael moaned.

Peter quickly moved to his knees behind the other man, running his hands up and down Michael's back. "Do I need to open you up sweetheart?" He asked lowering his body over the other mans while his cock rested at the opening to Michael's ass.

Michael shook his head, so Peter pressed slowly forward with his hips watching his cock being enveloped into the ass before him. He pushed forward until the head was buried listening to the hiss escape through Michael's clenched teeth. 




Does Happily Ever After Exist? Ch. 02



He felt like he should pull out and at least spit on Michael's hole but when he made to pull out, Michael tightened his muscles trapping him inside. "Don't you dare," Michael groaned wrapping a hand around Peter's waist.

Peter was torn, he wanted to fuck Michael but he knew that fucking him dry was hurting his lover and Michael wouldn't let him pull out. He didn't know how much good it would do but he spit into his hand rubbing it a couple times over the condom until it was good and wet then spit at Michael's hole, hoping it would slide inside. Then gripping the other man's hips, he slowly pushed forward again.

He figured the spit had helped because as he slid further into Michael's body, the hiss turned into a moan. As he pressed forward, Michael pushed back until they met in the middle.

Michael kept his hand on Peter's waist, holding him deep inside him. 

He had never had a cock as big as Peter's in him before but he loved how it caressed his insides. He breathed deeply through his nose a couple of times as he got used to the log inside him. Finally he released Peter's waist, bringing his arm back under his head. "Okay baby. Fuck me."

Peter lightly gripped the other mans hips as he slowly slid out then pushed back in. He would pull halfway out then push back in, making sure to hit Michael's love button on each in stroke. By the time he had picked up a rhythm with his strokes, Michael was pushing back against him while he moaned loudly. "Yes...Fuck my ass. Oh god I feel so full. I want to feel you pound my ass with that log you've got for a cock."

Peter's hands tightened on Michael's hips as he pumped hard into the other man. He could feel Michael's ass grabbing at him as he pulled back out then welcoming him as he thrust inside. Within minutes he was riding Michael's ass hard and Michael was crying out in pleasure. "Yes...Pound me baby...Pound my fucking ass." He screamed as he jacked his own cock.

"You like that bitch?" Peter growled as he hammered Michael's ass. "You like my cock shoved up your man pussy? You like me riding your manpussy bitch?"

"Fuck yes." Michael screamed slamming hard against Peter as Peter's words turned him on. "I am a bitch and I love having your cock up my manpussy. Fuck me, oh god fuck me."

Peter did just that. Pummeling so hard and fast into Michael's ass that Michael was constantly hitting his head on the door in front of him. Both men were groaning loudly as their thrusting bodies shook the moving car. Suddenly Michael's ass tightened around Peter's cock as Michael let out a low roar, shooting his cum onto the leather seat.

Peter unable to hold back buried himself completely in the other man as he shot his own load deep into the condom. The car was full of their moans and the smell of sex.

Peter collapsed against Michael's back, panting hard as he tried to catch his breath. "God, you are fucking amazing." He panted kissing Michael's sweaty neck.

Michael pushed himself up on his hands, as he turned his head, accepting Peter's kiss. "Right back at ya, tell me you have a phone number I can call for a repeat performance."

Peter laughed as he pulled the soiled condom out of Michael's ass. "Oh hell yea."

TO BE CONTINUED... 



Does Happily Ever After Exist? Ch. 03



Peter was depressed. The last two years have been the greatest of his life. Having all the sex had turned him into a nympho. He couldn't get enough. But his depression wasn't about the sex. It was about his mom. His mom's 39th birthday is coming up and he has no idea what to get her. He grabbed Star this afternoon to go shopping with him hoping to come up with some ideas.

They were driving through the neighborhood heading for the better part of town when Star touched his arm. "Hey Peter, those duplexes are up for sale. Why don't you buy them? That way your mom can have her own place?"

Peter looked at the duplex as he pulled into the right driveway. He turned off the car, and then they got out. Star looked in the house on the left while he looked in the one on the right. "I think they are identical, just backwards." Star said peeking in the living room window that Peter had just been looking in.

Peter looked at the for sale sign. "Two 1 bedroom duplexes with a spare room, needs work, $125,000 for both. If interested call Stan (555)555-3269.

Peter whistled, "$125,000."

Star moved up next to him. "Yea, but it says that's for both. That's pretty cheap. Even in this neighborhood."

Peter nodded opening his cell phone. A man answered on the second ring, when Peter mentioned he was interested in the duplexes the man told him he would meet him there. 

Peter and Star sat on the hood of his car to wait for the owner.

10 minutes later a small Chevy pickup pulled into the other driveway. A small short man about 60 climbed out. He had salt and pepper hair, a beer belly but a nice smile. "Hi, I'm Stan, are you the gentleman who called?" he asked as Peter moved off the car to his feet.

"Yes sir. I am interested in buying them." He shook Stan's hand.

"Well come on in, I'll show you one of them. They are pretty much identical." Stan led them towards the house on the left pulling out a set of keys while Star smiled with a look that said 'told you so.'

Peter just ignored her as he stepped into the house. The front door led into a small living room with a small dining room and kitchen off to the left. 

"They need all new appliances and a new coat of paint." Stan said as they stood in the kitchen. The stove had gunk all over it and the fridge looked like it hadn't been cleaned in years. 

When Star opened it, she shut it quickly as a strong stench filled the room. "Sorry." She said as Stan cracked a window.

The older man just smiled. "No problem. You buy this place and I'll haul those off for ya."

Peter nodded then followed Stan as he went back into the living room. He led them off to the left into a medium sized room. 

"This is actually the bedroom." He said showing them the walk-in closet. "This door here, leads to the bathroom." He led them into the medium sized bathroom. There was a claw foot tub as dirty as the stove as well as a toilet and a sink built into a shelf. There was a medicine cabinet on the wall. 

Stan led them back through the bedroom, then into the other door leading off the living room. This room was smaller then the bedroom. "This is the extra room. Last tenants turned it into a study."

Peter looked around the place while Star watched him. "What do you think Pete?"

Peter took his eyes from the peeling wallpaper to look at her. Then he turned to Stan. "Is the other one in as bad a shape?"

Stan ran his hand over his chubby neck. "Yea, pretty much."

Peter nodded moving back into the living room. "I'll give you $110,000 cash up front and haul away all the debris."

Stan seemed to consider this. If he took it he would be losing $15,000 but at the same time he wouldn't have to deal with it at all afterwards. "You got a deal." He shook Peter's hand. 

Stan followed Peter to the bank where he got a cashier's check for the amount decided on. Stan signed over the title, told him who to talk to when it came to tax time then left the two younger people with a smile on his face. 

As they left the bank, Peter pulled out his cell phone. "Who ya calling?" Star asked as they got into the car.

Peter smiled at her. "Our street friends', girlfriend. We've got a lot of work to do and not much time to do it."

Over the next week, Peter was swamped. During the day he worked on the duplexes, at night he sold his body. The night before his mothers birthday he was once again in the back of Michael's limo, having his ass reamed when he rested his head on his hands. He closed his eyes as he felt Michael slam into him and ended up falling asleep.

A little while later he awoke lying with his head in Michael's lap, while the older man stroked his hair. "Am I that boring lover?" Michael asked with a grin.

Peter sat up, rubbing sleep from his eyes. "I'm sorry. I've been so busy this week. I guess it caught up to me. If you want you can have tonight as a freebie."

Michael shrugged. Peter knew that with Michael it wasn't about the money, it was the closeness and companionship he craved. He ran his hand lightly over Peter's face. "I've got a better idea, my brother Jeff just graduated from Harvard. He's gay but has never been with another man and is coming to stay with me over the summer. How about I bring him along to our next liaison and you can show him the ropes?"

Peter thought about it, he had never done a threesome but it did sound like something he might be interested in. "Okay, sounds good."

Michael just smiled.

When Melissa saw the apartment that Peter had bought for her, she broke down into happy tears. The duplex was decorated in replicas of 19th Century Victorian furniture. 

The claw bathtub in the bathroom had been replaced with a whirlpool bathtub/Jacuzzi. The kitchen was decorated with all the latest appliances and Peter had even found a heart shaped table in his mothers' favorite color. "I love it baby." She had cried against his chest as he held her. Peter just smiled.

Peter's apartment was decorated pretty much the same way, except he had brought the furniture from their old apartment to furnish his. He did spend out the extra money to buy a big screen TV and a waterbed though.

Peter was lying on the couch watching TV and wearing nothing but a long silk robe and a thong when the doorbell rang. He slowly pulled himself to his feet as he clicked off the football game he had been watching. He brushed his hair back from his face, and then answered the door.

Michael stood there with a grin as he had his arm around the shoulders of another man. It was this man that Peter looked at. It was obvious that these two men were brothers. Jeff was a younger version of Michael, with the same dark red hair and emerald green eyes. 

Where Michael had a mustache and beard, Jeff was clean shaven giving him a boyish look. The man blushed when Peter let his eyes drift lazily over the polo shirt and khaki shorts he wore. "Well come on in." He said with a smile holding the door open so the men could step into the house.

Peter had barely closed the door when Michael pulled him into his arms, kissing him deeply. When Michael pulled back, Jeff moved up tentatively and kissed Peter quickly. When he started to pull back, Peter wrapped his arms around the other man, deepening the kiss.

When Peter's tongue slid seductively into Jeff's mouth, Jeff wrapped his arms tightly around Peter's body, holding him close as a low purr escaped his lips. 

Peter heard Michael chuckle, but ignored him as he ran his hands down over Jeff's body. His hand cupped the bulge in the other man's pants and he felt Jeff moan against him. "Come on, the bedroom is this way." Peter said huskily when he pulled away.

Jeff took his hand in his, as the three men headed towards the bedroom.

Michael closed the bedroom door as Peter led Jeff to the bed. He stopped in front of it, pulling Jeff back into his arms. 

They kissed passionately for a minute while each explored the others' bodies with their hands. When they broke apart, Peter drove his mouth against Jeff's neck as his hands moved under his shirt. He ran them up over Jeff's chest, and then flicked his nail against one of Jeff's nipples. Jeff moaned throwing his head back.

Peter pulled back, then after lifting Jeff's shirt over his head, moved his mouth to the other man's chest. He licked lightly at Jeff's nipple then took the small bud into his mouth, sucking gently. 

"Oooohhhh..." Jeff moaned holding Peter's head against his chest as he closed his eyes. 

Jeff felt his brother come up behind him and wrap his arms around him. He leaned back against his brother as he let Peter love him with his mouth.

Peter dropped one more kiss on Jeff's nipple, then lifted his face to the other mans again, kissing him lightly. "Having fun babe?" he asked as his eyes darkened with desire.

Jeff pulled his mouth back to his, kissing him hard before he pulled back. "Oh hell yea."

Michael laughed behind Jeff as Peter ran his hands over Jeff's body before dropping to his knees before him. 

Jeff watched Peter as he undid the fastenings of his shorts. Jeff felt his brother pinching his nipples but his attention was on Peter.

Peter opened Jeff's shorts, letting them fall to the floor as he grasped the other man's cock around the material of his underwear. "Ohhhhhh..." Jeff moaned resting his head back against Michael's shoulder.

Peter lifted his eyes to Michael's, a smile on his face. Michael smiled back as he continued to pull at his brothers' nipples. His eyes never left Peter though as the younger man licked Jeff's cock through his shorts. 

"Oh God." Jeff groaned resting his hands on Peter's shoulders as he rested his head against his brothers shoulder and closed his eyes.

Peter licked at the material, coating it in his spit, then ran his hands over the waistband until he got a good hold on them, then slowly pulled them down Jeff's legs. 

His eyes widened when the other man's cock came into view. It was beautiful, at least 9inches long and 3 inches in diameter. Jeff was uncut but he was so hard that his foreskin was pulled tight against his body. 

Peter lowered his face, inhaling the man's scent. He felt a shiver run through his body when he ran his tongue under the head of Jeff's cock.

At the first touch of Peter's tongue, Jeff let out a loud groan while digging his nails into Peter's shoulders.

Peter ignored the pain as he pushed Jeff's shorts and underwear down his legs until he could step out of them. Then he brought his face back up to his cock. 

He reached out, wrapping his hand around it. He wasn't surprised that he couldn't completely cover it with his hand. He watched as he slowly jacked Jeff's cock making the other man send out a loud of precum as he cried out. 

Peter dipped his tongue forward again, licking up the juices. "Mmmmmm..." he moaned before taking the head of Jeff's cock into his waiting mouth.

He moved his head up and down over Jeff's cock, taking him into his throat then slowly moving back up only to push down once more. 

"Oh my god," Jeff shrieked bucking against Peter's face. He was breathing hard and his hands clenched at Peter's shoulders.

Peter kept up the up and down motions of his head as he sucked hard at Jeff's cock. He would push down when Jeff bucked up then pull up when he released. He groaned loudly around Jeff's cock as he whipped his tongue all over the tender flesh.

"Oh Fuck..." Jeff cried thrusting harder against Peter's face. "Fuck...Eat my cock baby. Make me cum in your fucking mouth."

Peter had to slow down the motion of his head for a minute when he felt Michael move in behind him. Michael pulled at his back until he was up on his knees with his butt in the air. He let Michael pull off his robe, exposing his body to Jeff's gaze. 

"Oh beautiful," Jeff sighed running his hands up and down over Peter's bare back even as he continued to fuck his face.

Michael slipped Peter's thong down over his legs until Peter's ass was open to his gaze. He kissed each cheek, then spread it open and dove in between. 

"Mmmmmm..." Peter cried against Jeff's cock as he pushed back against Michael's tongue. Michael had shoved his tongue deep into Peter's shoot and was steadily tongue fucking his ass.

"Yea bro..." Jeff cried as he watched his brother eat out Peter's ass. "Tongue his ass. Make him ready for your hard cock. I want to watch you fuck this hot ass." He shoved his own cock further and harder into Peter's sucking mouth.

Michael sucked harder at Peter's ass, making the other man moan like crazy as he pushed back against him. While he ate out Peter's ass, he opened his own jeans and slipped a condom down over his hard length.

Finally he pulled his tongue out of the hole, quickly replacing it with his cock. He didn't bother to stretch Peter out, he just slammed into him hard and fast burying himself completely with one thrust.

"Ooooooffff..." Peter grunted as Michael impaled him. He gripped hard at Jeff's cock as Michael tore hard into his willing ass.

"Yea...oh yea...Fuck that ass bro..." Jeff cheered as he gripped the back of Peter's head, forcing his mouth hard over his own cock as he hammered his face.

Peter grunted in pleasure as the two brothers used his two holes for their pleasure. Michael was reaming his ass furiously, while stroking his cock and Jeff power-fucked his face. He felt his orgasm rising hard and fast and knew there was no way he was going to be able to stop it.

He grasped Jeff's ass pulling the other man hard against his face as he attacked the flesh with his lips and teeth trying to get the older man off. On the other end, he tightened his muscles around Michael's flying cock. 

Both brothers started crying out at the same time. Peter felt Michael fill the condom in his ass, while Jeff sent his load down Peter's throat.

Having two men come in him at the same time pushed him over the edge. He screamed around Jeff's deflating cock as he started shooting against the floor. 

Suddenly he felt Michael pull out of his ass and lock his lips on his still shooting cock. Peter moaned louder as he felt Michael's mouth pulling at him trying to milk him dry.

He let Jeff's cock slip from his lips and hung his head as he finished cumming in Michael's mouth.

When Michael let go of him, he collapsed on his stomach on the floor, breathing hard.

Michael stood up, grabbed a hold of Jeff and pressed his lips against his brothers. 

Jeff's eyes widened in surprise but he opened his mouth at Michael's gentle urging. When he tasted Peter's cum sliding into his mouth, he moaned as he swallowed the juices. 

"Tastes pretty good don't he bro?" Michael asked as he watched his brother savor the cum he had shared with him.

Jeff swallowed Peter's cum then licked his lips as he looked at his brother. "He tastes great."

Michael stripped out of his clothes then wrapped his arm around his brother's shoulders, giving him a big hug. 

Peter had moved onto the bed when he got his strength back. He smiled as the two brothers shared his cum. When he had got up, he stripped the thong from his body so he was as naked as the other two men. 

When they smiled at him, he smiled back. "You guys aren't tired yet are you?"

Jeff grinned seductively as he moved over to the bed, kissing Peter deeply as he pushed the other man onto his back. He held the kiss, even as he took the condom his brother handed him, sliding it over his length.

When Peter felt the tip of Jeff's cock pressing against his recently fucked hole, he moaned into the other man's mouth while he lifted his legs up around Jeff's waist and pushed up with his hips, pulling Jeff into him.

"Oh fuck..." Jeff cried; pulling his lips from Peter's as he felt his cock slide into the warm ass. "That feels so good."

Peter pulled Jeff's mouth back to his, kissing him hard as he again pushed up with his hips, pulling Jeff deeper inside him.

Jeff braced his hands on either side of Peter's head as he got the idea. He pumped forward hard with his hips until he was buried completely. 

"Oh yea," Peter groaned this time taking his mouth from the other mans, as Jeff moved his lips to his neck. "Fuck me, fuck me good baby."

Jeff pulled out until he just had the head buried inside Peter's love hole, then slammed forward hard with his hips burying himself deep inside him once again. 

Peter whimpered in surprise at the sudden invasion into his body. When Jeff did it again, he pushed up with his hips pulling the other man far into him. "Fuck me." He screamed as Jeff started hammering hard into Peter's willing ass. 

"Oh god, I love this." Jeff cried as his balls slapped against Peter's body with his hard strokes. "Your ass feels so good wrapped around me."

While the two men hammered their bodies together. Michael climbed onto the bed behind his brother, watching him impale Peter with his cock. Then he moved over beside him. "Lean back Jeff." He said softly.

It took Jeff a minute to register his brother's words. When he did, he leaned back until he was resting on his ankles. He lowered his eyes down to where the two men were connected. He watched as he slid deep into Peter's willing, eager hole. 

"Oh fuck me." Peter cried pushing against Jeff as Jeff fucked into him. His cry turned into a scream when Michael suddenly engulfed his cock into his mouth, sucking deeply on it. 

"Oh my fucking god," Peter shrieked as he suddenly let go. He knew there was no was to stop his orgasm. Between Jeff pounding his ass and Michael sucking his cock, it was too much. He shot wave after wave of jizz deep into Michael's sucking mouth as his ass muscles tightened around Jeff's thrusting cock.

"Fucccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!" Jeff yelled as he slammed hard into Peter's bowels, emptying his own load deep inside the condom. Peter felt it overflow and some of Jeff's juices splash inside him. He worried for a moment then enjoyed it when he remembered that Michael had told him that Jeff was a virgin.

"I'm sorry..." Jeff said ashamed a few minutes later as he pulled the soiled condom out of Peter. "I've never cum that hard before."

Peter just looked at him. "Have you ever fucked anyone up the ass before? Or had anyone up your ass?"

Michael knew what Peter was driving at but Jeff looked at him in confusion. "No...Why?" Then suddenly it was like a light bulb went off in his head. "Oh...You don't have to worry about that. I'm clean. I get tested every six months, although I was a virgin until today so it really didn't matter but you can never be to careful."

Peter smiled as he relaxed, lowering his legs so Jeff could throw away the soiled condom. "No, you can never be too careful."

The men took a break after that. They drank soda and Jeff talked about how he wanted to go back to law school and follow in his brother's footsteps. Then they retired back to the bedroom. Jeff watched as Peter fucked Michael up the ass, then Peter sucked Jeff off. By the time the two brothers left, Peter was exhausted but sated.

After locking up, he barely made it to the bed, before he collapsed, instantly falling asleep.

TO BE CONTINUED...



Does Happily Ever After Exist? Ch. 04



Peter was surprised when the doorbell rang. Snow was beating against the window. He had canceled all his appointments for today due to the blizzard that the weatherman had predicted and seemed to have arrived. He threw another log in the fireplace he had installed then fixing his sweater and jeans walked over, opening the door. Jeff stood there dressed pretty much the way Peter was except he had a heavy coat on. "Hi." Peter said moving back so he could step into the room.

"I hope I'm not bothering you." Jeff said as he took off his coat while Peter closed the door.

Peter shrugged. "No...I was just checking out some of the Christmas specials. You know with Christmas only being a week away."

Jeff nodded as he hung his coat on the back of one of the dining room chairs before turning back to Peter. Peter thought he was handsome with his face red from the cold. "Michael said you canceled for tonight because of the weather."

Peter nodded again. He stared at Jeff, wondering what he was doing here. Michael had said he would pass the message on. "Um...What are you doing here?"

"Um...Well..." Jeff looked at the floor then launched himself into Peter's arms, pushing the other man up against the door as he kissed him deeply. He ran his hands up under Peter's sweater, his cold hands sending shivers through Peter's warm flesh.

Peter shivered as Jeff's cold hands moved up over his chest. He kissed Jeff back while wrapping his arms around him. He felt Jeff's arms move around him until he was holding him tightly. Finally Jeff pulled his mouth away looking into Peter's stunned eyes. "I love you Peter." He said softly.

Several emotions moved through Peter's eyes in a matter of seconds: Shock, surprise, and then finally joy. Peter pulled Jeff against him again, kissing him hard as he ground his crotch against Jeff's. "Mmmmmm..." Jeff moaned pressing himself tightly against Peter's body.

Peter slowly pulled his mouth from Jeff's kissing the other man's face and neck before looking into Jeff's eyes. "I love you to." He said hoarsely.

Jeff pulled his arms from under Peter's sweater and taking his hand in his, led him towards the bedroom. They didn't bother closing the door behind them. Jeff just led his love over to the bed. Once there, he pushed Peter down until he was sitting on the edge of the bed while Jeff dropped to his knees between Peter's spread legs.

Peter rested his arms behind him on the bed, lowering his upper body as he watched through love and lust filled eyes as Jeff worked at his jeans. When they were open, Jeff reached his hand in until he had a hold of Peter's hard cock. "Oh baby." Peter moaned closing his eyes as Jeff pulled him out of his pants then slowly stroked him. "Feels so good."

Jeff watched his hand jack Peter for a minute before slowly lowering his head and touching his mouth to the tip of Peter's cock. "Oooohhhh..." Peter cried bucking up with his hips.

Jeff wasn't going to rush. He had spent all day dreaming of this. When Michael told him that their date tonight had been canceled he knew he had to tell Peter how he felt. Now here he was holding the man he loved. 

He ran his mouth slowly up and down the side of Peter's hard shaft, making the other man sigh in pleasure. "Oh baby. Please. Take me in your mouth." Peter begged pushing against Jeff's hand.

Jeff looked up into Peter's eyes then lowered his mouth again until he had the head of Peter's cock in his mouth. 

"Ugh..." Peter whimpered when he felt Jeff's mouth enclose him. His arms slipped out from behind him until he landed flat on his back on the bed.

He pushed himself up long enough to pull his sweater over his head, and then lay back on the bed enjoying Jeff's mouth moving up and down over him. "Oh baby." He moaned running his hand through Jeff's hair.

Jeff kept his movements slow, lightly touching Peter's shaft with his tongue as he kept up his up and down motion. Peter was whimpering in his throat as he bucked up against Jeff's sucking mouth. "Oh god, baby, it feels so good." Peter tightened his hand in Jeff's hair, pushing the other man's head forcefully down over him as he bucked up. "Suck me."

Jeff let Peter fuck his face for a minute then pulled his mouth away. "Ugh..." Peter cried in dismay as Jeff moved his mouth. He pushed himself back up on his hands, looking at Jeff through lust filled eyes as he watched the other man strip. 

He pushed his own clothes from his body then moved back on the bed until he was lying in the middle of it. He held his arms out to Jeff, as Jeff moved slowly onto the bed, his own hard cock slapping against his chest as he moved. "Come here baby." Peter whispered softly.

Jeff moved up over the bed until he was even with Peter's crotch. 

Peter's eyes widened as Jeff suddenly straddled his hips, positioning his cock against the entrance to his ass. As Jeff pushed himself down, Peter pushed up until they met in the middle. Peter cried loudly as he felt Jeff envelop him. This was the first time he had ever had unprotected sex and the feeling of Jeff's bare ass against him was driving his cock crazy. 

"Oh fuck...Ride me." He cried as Jeff slowly lifted himself over Peter only to slam back down taking him deep inside him again. He brought Peter's hands to his bare chest. Peter pinched his nipples as he slowly rode him.

"Oh god...It feels so fucking good." Jeff moaned throwing his head back as he felt Peter fill him then leave him only to fill him again. "I have wanted you bareback for so long."

The two men soon set up a rhythm. When Peter bucked up with his hips, Jeff pushed down on him. When Peter pulled back, Jeff raised up. Both men were crying out in pleasure as they slowly moved together. Peter pushed himself up again until he was able to reach Jeff's chest with his mouth. He wrapped his arms around the other man's moving body as he licked at Jeff's nipple. 

"Agh," Jeff cried holding Peter's face against his chest even as he thrust his ass faster onto Peter's hard cock. His own cock was leaking precum like there was no tomorrow.

Peter bucked his hips up hard, burying himself deeply up Jeff's ass even as he locked his mouth on Jeff's nipple sucking deeply on it. 

"Oh fuck me." Jeff cried riding Peter's body harder and faster. "I need to cum baby. Make me cum"

Making sure to keep himself buried up Jeff's ass, Peter lifted the other man so he could move to his knees. Jeff wrapped his legs around Peter's waist as he felt Peter lift him. Then he cried out as he was suddenly on his back on the bed with Peter pounding into him like there was no tomorrow. 

"Fuck mmmmmmmmmmeeeeeeeee..." Jeff cried wrapping his hand around his own shaft, stroking it fast as Peter fucked him fast and furiously. 

"Oh baby, your ass is milking me." Peter cried as he kissed Jeff deeply, his own cock probing deep into the other mans guts. "I can't hold back much longer." He closed his eyes trying to hold onto his control until Jeff came. But it was hard, the cum was already boiling in his balls as he pistioned Jeff's ass.

"Give it to me baby." Jeff cried jacking his own cock so fast that his hand was a blur. His feet were braced on the bed, as he pumped his body up hard against Peter. "Give it to me baby. I need to feel you erupt inside me."

Peter let out a loud growl as he let himself cum. He felt his cum splash all over the insides of Jeff's ass. Then suddenly it was like a vice was gripping him as Jeff came right along with him. "Oh Fucccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkk..." He screamed burying himself completely.

When he was spent, he collapsed against Jeff's cum filled chest. The two men kissed passionately as they rubbed Jeff's cum into their bodies. 

After a minute or two, Peter pulled away, his dick pulling from Jeff's ass with a soft plopping sound. He watched as his cum splattered over his bedspread then looked into Jeff's love filled eyes. "Come on lover. Let's go have fun in the Jacuzzi." Peter said holding out his hand.

Hand in hand, the two men made their way to the bathroom. Peter turned on the jets for the Jacuzzi then they climbed into the hot water, holding each other close. 

"How long have you known?" Peter asked gently stroking Jeff's chest.

Jeff lifted his head to look into Peter's eyes. "Since the first time you fucked me up the ass."

Peter smiled at the memory. It had been the second date. Jeff told Michael that he wanted Peter to fuck him up the ass but he was scared. Peter had helped him relax then reamed out Jeff's hole with his tongue until Jeff suddenly exploded all over his chest. Peter had lubed him up really well then moved slowly into him. It wasn't a long fuck but one that Peter still remembered with fondness. "Yea...I love fucking that sweet hole of yours."

Jeff kissed him softly then moved his mouth seductively over Peter's chest as he reached under the water until he had his hand on Peter's semihard cock. "I want to fuck you baby." He growled against Peter's ear. "I want to shove my cock deep inside you."

Peter groaned as he closed his eyes. Between Jeff's hand on him and his words, his dick was rock hard. "Here?" He asked huskily.

Jeff nipped at his ear, "right here, right here where the water can coat our bodies. Move up on your knees lover and lean over the side of the tub."

Peter opened his eyes, looking into Jeff's lust filled ones. He kissed the other man softly, and then pulled out Jeff's arms. 

He moved over to the other side of the tub, and then moved to his knees as he leaned over the edge. He watched over his shoulder as Jeff moved up behind him.

Jeff didn't waste any time; he just rubbed his cock against Peter's willing hole, and then slammed inside. "Oh fuck." Peter grunted as he was suddenly impaled on Jeff's love stick. He gripped the edge of the tub even as he pushed back with his hips.

Jeff wrapped his arms around him, holding him tightly against his body as he slowly pulled out then slammed back in. 

Peter whimpered in pleasure as Jeff reamed his ass hard and fast, almost violently. He moaned when Jeff bit at his neck, even as he pulled at his sensitive nipples.

Jeff and Michael were the only dates that Peter had who knew that sometimes he liked to be fucked roughly. He felt like Jeff was trying to tear his ass in two with his ferocious thrusts. He was howling in pleasure as Jeff pounded him. 

"You like that you little slut?" Jeff growled in his ear as he plowed his cock hard into Peter. "You like me tearing that ass of yours with my hard cock?"

Peter was panting so hard that he wasn't able to answer until Jeff grabbed a hold of his hair pulling hard. "Aaggghhhhh..." Peter cried in pain even as he shot his seed against the bottom of the tub.

"Fuccccccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkk..." Jeff screamed releasing Peter's hair as he gripped his hips painfully and buried himself completely inside him as he to let go.

Peter whimpered in joy when he felt Jeff fill him without the latex between them. "Give it to me baby. Coat my insides with your wonderful juices." He cried gripping the side of the tub hard.



After they were done, they left the tub. Dressing, they curled up together on the couch. Peter made them dinner then they cuddled some more. Later that night they made love again then cuddled in the bed. "Jeff..." Peter said softly with his head resting against Jeff's chest.

"What is it love?" Jeff asked sleepily as he stroked Peter's hair.

Peter lifted his head. "Where do we go from here?"

Jeff looked at him. The dimness in the room making his eyes seem darker then they were. "What do you mean babe?"

Peter pulled himself gently out of Jeff's arms. "I mean, you are planning on going back east to finish school and I'm a male prostitute. It doesn't exactly make the best of arrangements for a relationship."

Jeff lifted his hand, running it over Peter's face. "I had decided a while ago that I'm not going back this year. Didn't you notice that I stayed with Michael, even after classes started?"

"Yea, but I thought you were just waiting for winter term or something."

Jeff shook his head as he lowered his hand, taking Peter's hand in his. "No...I realized that I'm not cut out to be a lawyer. I was going to talk to Michael about just attending a school around here for something else. Then I met you."

Peter locked their hands together. "That doesn't help the fact that I'm a male prostitute and ..."

Jeff put a finger against his lips. "I know. You love me but you're not willing to give up your job...Are you?"

Tears filled Peter's eyes as he shook his head. "No I'm not. I love you more then life itself. I want to spend the rest of my life in your arms. I never thought I would fall in love. That was one of the reasons I picked this as a career. You let the men have your body, they pay you. No strings, no emotions." He sniffled. "Then I met you and everything changed. You were more then a trick, you were a person. A person I have come to love very much. But..."

Jeff pulled him back against him, resting Peter's head against his chest again. "But you aren't ready to give this up yet. I can understand that."

Peter lifted his head. "So we either just don't see each other, or you have to accept the fact that your lover will be having sex with other men."

Jeff was quiet a minute, his hand moving slowly up and down over Peter's back. Peter lifted his eyes to his face watching him apprehensively. He didn't want to lose Jeff now that he had found him but he didn't think he could just give up his job. 

Oh it wasn't the money; he had enough saved up to support him and his mother for the rest of their lives. It was more then that. He enjoyed what he did. He enjoyed seeing the joy on the men's faces as he made them cum with his ass or his mouth.

Jeff finally lowered his eyes till they met Peter's. "Do you love me?"

Peter nodded, "with all my heart." He hated that his voice was breaking.

Jeff cupped his face. "Do you love me enough to let me watch?"

Peter looked at him in surprise. "You want to watch me have sex with other men?"

Jeff nodded. "I love you Peter. I am not ready to let you walk out of my life. I can't guarantee how long I will be able to stand it. But I do know that I got turned on watching you and Michael together. It may just be with him. It may be with any man. I don't know. All I know is that I don't want to lose you. So if having to watch you with another man is the only way I can keep you then I will, because I know I wouldn't be able to sit in the other room knowing you are having sex without me."

Peter thought about it. Some of his customers had expressed interest in having another man watch them when they were together, but it wasn't something that Peter had been interested in. But having Jeff watch him? He felt his cock rise at the thought. "Well I can't guarantee that everybody will go for it..."

Jeff shook his head. "It's all or nothing Peter. Either you let me watch you with your tricks or I walk out of your life now."

Peter pulled out of his arms, his body shaking in sudden fear. "What do you mean walk out of my life? You would still..."

Again Jeff shook his head. "No, I wouldn't come with Michael anymore. There is no way I can stand to have sex with you but not have you in my life. I love you to much and in the end I would end up resenting you. That isn't something I want to do."

Peter gripped his hand painfully. "I'll quit then." The thought of Jeff not being in his life at all terrified and devastated him.

Again Jeff shook his head. "No, cause in the end you would resent me for making you give up something you love."

Tears filled Peter's eyes. "Baby, there has to be a way."

Jeff wiped his tears away. "There is, you let me watch. If your customer can't handle that, then you give them up. I know there are plenty of men out there who liked to be watched."

Peter thought about that. He knew of at least two of his favorite customers who wouldn't go for it. Was Jeff important enough to him to let them go?" He looked into Jeff's eyes. As he stared at him, he knew. "Okay." He knew that even if it meant him losing some of his better customers, Jeff was worth it. He could live without the men who wouldn't let Jeff watch, he couldn't live without Jeff.

Jeff pulled him back into his arms, kissing him gently. "I love you baby. It will all work out in the end."

As Peter wrapped his body around his lovers, he prayed that Jeff was right, because he wasn't so sure.

TO BE CONTINUED...



Does Happily Ever After Exist? Ch. 05 & Epilogue



The next day while Jeff was over at Michael's packing his things to move in with Peter, Peter called all his customers, explaining the new rules. He lost four of his customers but the others were all for it. He set up an appointment with one of them later in the week. As he hung up the phone after talking to his last customer, he hoped he wouldn't regret his decision last night.

The first few times that Jeff sat watching as Peter sucked off another man or let him fuck him up the ass, it was hard on him. When he started fucking one gentleman Jeff had left the room. Peter found him on the couch later curled up in a ball as tears streamed down his cheeks. Peter had held him promising to quit if that was what Jeff wanted but Jeff refused. He had promised himself that this would work. Somehow.

Over time it got easier. It was easiest when Michael was with him because he always wanted Jeff to participate. It was during one of these encounters, that Jeff came to a decision. 

They had just finished their weekly dinner with Melissa and her newest boyfriend. Melissa had given up her prostitution shortly after Peter bought her the apartment. She was working as a seamstress, which is where she had met Steve.

Steve didn't care about her past; he just wanted to be a part of her future. Peter liked him; he felt he was good for his mother.

Peter and Jeff were curled up on the couch watching TV when Jeff suddenly spoke. "I want to do what you do." He said suddenly.

Peter had been lying on his side on the couch with his head in Jeff's lap. When Jeff spoke, he rolled over onto his back. "What do you mean you want to do what I do?"

Jeff looked down at him. "I want to be a prostitute."

Peter sat up suddenly. "NO!"

Jeff looked in shock at his lovers back. "Why not? You are."

Peter slowly unclenched his fists, taking a deep breath before he turned back. "I know; that's the whole point. You may be able to watch me with other men but I know damn good and well that I can't watch you." Then before Jeff could say a word, Peter was off the couch and across the room slamming the bedroom door behind him.

Jeff sat there in silence for a minute then walked to the door. "Peter." He said quietly opening the door. Peter was laying on his back on the bed, his hands clenched at his sides as tears streamed down his cheeks. "Peter." Jeff said quietly.

Peter turned his pain filled face to his. "Don't you understand Jeff? I love you. You may get off on watching me with other men. I have heard of men who did. But I'm not one of them. The thought of you taking another man in your ass or you sticking your cock in another man just kills me."

Jeff moved quietly across the room, sitting down on the bed beside Peter. "You don't mind me sucking off Michael."

It had surprised the lovers when Michael informed Peter and Jeff during one of their dates that he wanted Peter to fuck him while Jeff sucked on his cock. Looking at each other, they agreed and now it was a part of every date.

Peter closed his eyes. "I know...I can't explain it. I mean you just suck off Michael. He doesn't touch you or try to fuck you." When he opened his eyes, they were full of pain. "I feel like your mouth, ass and dick are mine, no one else's. I can't share you baby. I can't."

Jeff's eyes darkened as he locked his jaw. "I see, you want me to share you but you're not willing to share me." When Peter opened his mouth, Jeff just shook his head. "No...I understand. Don't worry, you won't have to." Then before Peter could move or say a word, Jeff had left the house slamming the door behind him. When he heard the door slam, he felt as if a door had slammed on his heart. He curled up in a ball, crying against the pillow.

*

It was almost a month before Peter saw Jeff again. He knew he was staying with his brother but he never came over when Michael did. Peter went on with his life as best he could. He let his customers fuck him, or have him fuck them or suck them. But it wasn't the same. Without Jeff watching he felt empty inside.

He would curl up in his empty bed at night and cry himself to sleep. His mother and Steve tried to talk him into calling Jeff but he wouldn't he had to work things out in his mind first.

He loved Jeff, he felt like the two men were soul mates. But he also loved his job. The closeness of the men's bodies as they filled some part of him filled up an emptiness inside him. Did he love Jeff enough to give that up? He knew the answer the last time he saw Michael.

Michael just wanted a quickie, Peter to fuck his ass. Afterwards, Peter followed him to the door. Michael was about to open it when he turned back. "I know you love my brother Peter. I can see it in your eyes every time you and I are together."

Peter sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair. "I do...I love him more then life itself. But..."

Michael looked at him, "but you love your job to. I can understand that. You have to ask yourself something though."

Peter lifted his eyes to the older mans. "Are you happy? Does being with all these men make you happy Peter? Because Jeff is miserable. He cries himself to sleep every night. He barely eats. Are you willing to give up the best thing that has ever happened to you so you can fuck strangers every night?"

"What do you mean?" Peter asked a quiver of fear running through him.

Michael sighed. "Jeff is leaving at the end of the week. He is moving back east to stay with some friends from school. He told me last night that it is to hard to be near you and not be with you. I love you Peter. I love you as a lover and as a friend, but my brother comes first. I won't be seeing you anymore. I can't look at the man who made my brother leave because he chose his job over the man he loved." 

Michael walked out the door, leaving Peter standing there in the empty room feeling empty inside.

*

Peter spent the next two days making phone calls. Michael had said that Jeff was leaving on Friday. This was Wednesday, it didn't give much time but he knew what he had to do. When he told his mother his decision, she had hugged him and told him she loved him and all she cared about what that he was happy.

By Thursday night, the apartment was packed. Early Friday morning, Peter threw some clothes in the back of his car, then drove over to Michaels. He stopped off at a flower vendor on the way, picking up one red rose.

It was Michael who answered his knock. The older man looked surprised to see Peter standing there, but he just let him into the house then stood back as Peter made his way to Jeff's room.

The room was empty. All of Jeff's things packed up in boxes. His flight left in two hours. Jeff was sitting on his bed looking at a picture of him and Peter together. "You know, I hear that real life beats pictures any day." Peter said softly as he walked into the room.

Jeff dropped the picture as he looked up at Peter in surprise. "What are you doing here?" He asked picking up the picture and putting it back on his nightstand.

Peter continued across the room until he suddenly dropped to his knees before Jeff. Jeff looked at him in surprise as he held out the red rose. "You are the best thing that has ever happened to me Jeff." Peter said with a crack in his voice. "If you want to move back east, let me go with you. My customers are gone. My past life is gone. All I want is to be the man you love. You are the only man I want to invade my body. You own me Jeff. You invaded my body and wormed your way into my heart and soul."

He sighed. "I didn't realize it until Michael said you were leaving. It was then that I knew that what I felt for my job was nothing compared to what I feel for you. I realized that it wasn't the having sex with other men that kept me doing it. See I never knew my father and I think I was using them to replace him or something." 

Peter wiped a tear from his eye as he looked at Jeff. But when I am with you, it doesn't matter, you fill the void that I feel in my heart. I love you Jeff. If you want me to move across the country I will. If you want me to leave you alone, I will do that to. But I had to come over and try one more time to ask you to take me back." He held out the rose, his hand shaking as he was scared that Jeff wouldn't take it.

Jeff looked at the rose then looked at the man who owned his heart and soul. "I am the only man you are with. If one other man ever touches you sexually again..."

Peter touched his lips with his finger. "They won't. You are the only man I want in my bed and in my life."

Jeff searched Peter's eyes, and then slowly reached out accepting the rose. Peter wrapped his arms tightly around Jeff's chest as he cried with happiness.

*

Epilogue 20 years later:

Peter and Jeff sat in the front row of the nearby Baptist church as their adopted son Raul married his high school sweetheart. 

They had never moved back east, instead moving back into Peter's duplex. Jeff went back to school and got a degree in business while Peter took some general classes. They opened a shelter in Peter's neighborhood for runaways and wayward teens about two years after that fateful day when Peter found Raul beaten and bruised lying on his front lawn. The boy's father had kicked him out after almost beating him to death.

Peter had Raul's father arrested then him and Jeff adopted the boy shortly there after. They had turned the small room into a bedroom for the young man. Raul had only been 4 when his father kicked him out. Peter and Jeff had raised him as their own son.

Peter never did go back to selling himself. He was perfectly happy with the man who shared his bed. When he talked to his mother about it one night about five years later, she had smiled at her own husband Steve then took her sons hand in hers.

"Even men from the streets deserve happiness my love."

As Peter looked at the man he was going to spend the rest of his life with, his lover, friend and in his heart husband. He knew that his mother was right. He had found what he had spent his whole life looking for and would never have to stray again.

The end

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Author's Note: Well that is the end of this tale. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.