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Subject: Andy Discovers a New Side to Life This is a new gay erotic fictional story involving a teen boy who discovers himself and his possible new life ahead. It is mostly for the high school age story reader but does contain some authoritarian and urination category material Do not read where illegal. You must be 18 or over to read further The story is pure fiction and refers to no known or living people. The story is the property of the author and may not be used without permission. For all others who qualify, I hope you enjoy it ANDY DISCOVERS A NEW SIDE TO LIFE I was now sitting on the curb in a kind of rundown part of town. That’s where the guy Who picked me up while hitching left me. I was kind of glad to get out of the car. He had picked me up on the road with my little satchel or a gym bag thatI had stuffed some of my stuff into before I made hasty dash out of the house. I had finally worked up the nerve to leave, to run away from home. I’m only 15 so leaving was a tough decision but my stepdad fired the issue. He had been using me as a kind of punching bag . See, my mom and dad divorced a year or so ago. I had always been closest with my dad who loved me and treated me good. She, my mom, forced the issue making my real dad gt out. I don’t know what all prompted it but she was and had always been a bitch. I think she hated ever marrying dad and more than ever it seemed had hated having me as her son. Soon after my “stepdad” a real jerk, had moved in. I doubt they ever married but she was totally under his control. I guess it gave her more of an excuse to hate me as he saw me as a punk kid who he had no use for. They both started treating me bad, withholding food from me, making me work like a slave and forcing me to do whatever he said. I was now doing all the outside work while he drank beer and watched tv. He had a job, not a very good one I guessed, doing some kind of menial factory work. What she saw in him I couldn’t imagine but that’s the way it was. No matter what I did, he found fault and that usually led to punishments, mainly spanking me or sometimes using a belt. I really tried to be good and be respectful but it didn’t seem to work. He was Theo me who faced me into into taking a fitness class instead of regular gym and even pushing me to jin the swim team. I wasn’t that good a swimmer. I guess I got better even winning in a few meets but the met with him criticizing me for not winning more. I really didn’t like the swim team too much. See, since I sprouted up last year, maybe due to the hard work at home and the gym exercising and swimming, I got taller and a bit more developed. I was proud that my cock started to grow and rubbed one out often when I couldn’t get caught. The thing I hated most was my body was always exposed in swim practice and meets, wearing a speedo that the school issued. I wondered how many boys had worn that thing before me! Anyway, what bothered me the most was my feet got kind of big, wide and with kind of big toes and worse yet, my cock got big, bigger than most of the kids I had exercise with and swam with. I’m kind of insecure anyway, and I was mocked and made fun of by the guys on the team who called me horse cock and duck feet and shit like that. I’m only 15 and they’ll grow too but I was ahead of them by a mile. I hated changing in front of them or showering as the shower was communal as they call it where we all were around one another. What was the final straw in my crappy life, was when after a meet, my stepdad told me I was sloppy in my strokes and when I got home, he told me to come over to him for punishment. He just whipped down my shorts and briefs and wailed on my ass for a bout ten minutes. Worst of all, my mother watched and laughed at me. What a bitch. No sympathy nor attempt to make him stop. He ruled the roost as they say and she wouldn’t eve listen to me when I privately complained how he treated me. When I asked to go live with dad, she told me that wasn’t going to happen as my step dad was gong to make a man out of me where my dad would just coddle me! She watched my beating and laughed. I bet others heard me crying as we lived in a crappy house in a crappy part of town. She lost our old house when dad left by not paying the bills, even though I know my real dad sent her money for it. I had thought about leaving to find him (my dad ) before kayseri escort but had no idea where he lived. She destroyed any letters that came that had a return address on it. I was angry, I sometimes do get mad and am a bit sullen sometimes but still, no reason for this treatment. After it was over, I went to my room as ordered and sulked. I was told I was getting no dinner as I had been a bad boy. I finally decided to do it and packed what I could in my gym bag and waited until they were fucking in the next room and snuck out and ran. I went as far as I could, I guess I was in better shape than I thought but decided I would try to thumb a ride about ten miles from home on a highway. It was hot as it usually is in Florida in spring and I needed water and food. I hadn’t’ eaten since lunch. I checked my wallet and found I had a bout twenty dollars. No much but enough for a burger and a shake. I rarely got those as my stepdad prohibited that kind of food. I went to a fast food place and got a small burger and a a drink and sat outside to eat. I didn’t know where I was gong, I guess I hadn’t planned to well! It was getting late and a nice car drove up and the guy got his meal and sat outside too. I noticed him watching me a bit and beseemed like he might be a decent guy so I asked him (stupid I know) if he would take me with him when he left. I had seen a sign that said St. Pete was about 60 miles. I told him I was gong there. He filed and said sure he would drive me as he was headed that way too. I sat with him as he finished his meal. I said I would pay him for the ride but he declined the offer and said it wasn’t necessary. We left and he got in his car and I jumped not the passenger seat. We drove for a few miles and he asked where I was going. I didn’t want to tell hm I was running away so I said I was going to my grandparents house. He nodded . I don’t have any grandparents as they died when I was younger. I got a bit sleepy and started too drift off. WE talked a bit and he finally said I should nap if I wanted. I did so I leaned back in the seat. About sometime later, I feel something unusual and I felt my dick getting hard. I opened my eyes and he was rubbing my bare leg and said I was cute. I laughed and said thanks and started to move my leg when he said “oh, you don’t like my massage?” I smiled a bit scared and said I was fine. He went back to my leg and did more going constantly higher toward my cock. I said I wasn’t like that and I was no boy toy. It was a word that I learned watching porn on my computer. Hey, when you’re 15 you do watch porn after all and it helped me rub one out. I t always felt good. Oddly though, when at swimming and watching porn, I seemed to like to see Twink boys having sex . While I figured I wasn’t gay, I kind of got a thrill out of it. He finally said without looking at me, you didn’t think the ride was totally free did you? I was a bit shocked and said quietly, no . He said he just wanted to check me out. The next thing I know he was telling me to pull down my shorts so he could see me better. I tried to say no but he insisted and so fearing he might kill me, I did it and let him rub my cock and feel my balls. He told me I had a nice one and as he played I couldn’t help but harden. I always got boners just no with other guys but I let him have his way. He told me when we got to St. Pete, he would welcome me to his apartment for `more fun’. I just groaned. His hand felt so nice on me . He pulled off into a rest stop and made me take off my shorts. He wanted to see my hole. I tried to say no but he grabbed me and being stronger, just did as he pleased and the shorts were off. I sat naked from the waist down. He examined my hole and said how old are you really. I told the truth, 15. He said you got a nice set of pubes and big balls for 15 and I see hair in your hole too. Nice! I have stuck my finger up my hole a few times and noticed I has sprouted some in my hole when I showered at home but tried to keep it hidden as the others in my class didn’t seem to have any yet. I finally pleaded that I didn’t want this. I wasn’t gay and although he cock stroking was nice I didn’t want to offer anything else. Mainly I figured he wanted to fuck me. I had never been fucked nor fucked anyone. He relented and said we’ll see later. We got to St. Petersburg and when he keçiören escort stopped for gas off the interstate, I grabbed my stuff and ran. I didn’t look back and his a few times so he couldn’t find me and then , once he was gone, I just headed down the street until I got to the area I am now sitting in. I was hot, cum was dried on me and I felt like shit and also abused. I really wondered if I had made a good decision. I knew I was going to be wary of any other guys who might want to rape me. By the way, my name is Andy. As I said, I’m 15, average height and skinny with a smooth kind of flat chest. My nipples were always sensitive but I had little definition. I had developed some from the exercise class and swimming but still mostly flat chested. I had kind of unruly dark hair that I did’t care much about. I don’t think I was handsome but some girl in school who was coming on to me, said I looked like a younger Timothee Chalamet. I didn’t know who that was so she showed me a pic of this Hollywood star and surprisingly, she was right. My hair was like his and it was dark and I had green eyes. Not sure if he has green eyes but I know I do. He had wavy hair and I guessed the picture might be a few years old, but he was definitely a bit older than me so , if she thought he was hot, I was all smiles! He also looked pretty thin like me and I saw his chest and he was no muscle god! I never did get with the girl although she seemed like she might put out, but I had no money thanks to stepdad, and had no experience other than my right hand and porn pics! I sat on the curb in the dark until I found a place near a vacant store and fell asleep there still worried about my future and if I had done a stupid thing. I knew I couldn’t go back though as I would get the shit beat out me me by my stepdad. So, I figured I would find some kind of menial job until I could locate my dad who I know lived in the Tampa Bay Area. I had no address or phone to contact him though so it might be hard and maybe my journey was a waste. It was a bit cool and I had no blanket nor jacket so I just curled up to sleep. When I woke up, I was kind of cold but it was getting sunny. I figured it would be warmer soon. I moved some to look around my surroundings and saw mostly closed shops, bars and empty buildings. It wasn’t real dirty and I didn’t see anyone I thought would mug me so I sat and contemplated my future and what to do about finding my dad. I realized I had to pee and maybe more so I needed a restroom. Nothing seemed like I place I could go but I did spot a gas station a block or so away and headed that way. I was also hungry. I got to the station and when the attendant inside saw me he said no loitering was allowed but as I politely asked if Could use the lavatory, he said yeah but no body else in there with you. I didn’t know what that meant but I assured him I was alone . He gave me the key on a long wooden stick and I went and id my job still wondering what he meant. Finished, I returned the key and thanked him sincerely. He said boy like me needed to get where I was going and not to hang around on the streets. I noted and assured him I wasn’t staying around As I walked back toward where I was a passed a few bars, none open and a coffeeshop but I wanted something cheap so I kept walking. I saw a guy maybe a year or so older than me standing on a corner and smoking a cigarette. He didn’t look threatening so I went towards him, him watching me the entire time. I nodded a hello and said “what’s up, man. Just so you know, this is my corner now.” I had no idea what he meant so I said no problem but I did stop to ask where in St. Pete, I was. He said it was Central Ave. I thanked him and he put out his cigarette and stamped out it with his flip flops. He wore just some shorts and a shirt that was open all the way. He seemed to be waiting for someone so to make conversation and talk to anybody who was friendly, I said something about the weather. He said he hoped it would stay warm and maybe a few customers might drive by. I looked at himont understanding. He said he was atop boy and got quite a few passers by . He began munching on a sandwich leaving the other half in its wrapper. I stood and not knowing what he was talking about but yet not wanting to admit my ignorance, I just chatted about nothing. ankara kendi evi olan escort He heard my stomach growl I guess and offered the other half to me. I was grateful, I quickly thanked him and grabbed it. It tasted so good. I needed food. He laughed a little and said it looked like I needed a real meal. Being friendly, I admitted I did and told him, maybe foolishly that I had left home and was going to look for a job and then search for my dad. He looked surprised and then laughed. I looked at him and he said “well man, good luck on a job but you ain’t gonna find much around here.” I looked questioningly to him and he added that there were no regular jobs around here. I you were older, you might get a job as a gogo dancer in one of the local bars . They like young stuff but you got to be 18.” I looked around and saw a few businesses including bars with gay rainbow flags. I guess I ended up in the wrong area. I told him a job like a fast food or stock boy or something. “Are you 18 or at least 17?” I said no and he chuckled and said “you’re in the wrong neighborhood.” We chatted some more and I couldn’t help but admire this guys nice chat. He was a bit more muscular than I was and had what appeared to be a big cock. As we talked and I admired, he finally said, “you like what you see, kid.” I was a bit angry and said I’m not a kid. He chuckled and said “ok, you’re a Twink.” I didn’t respond and then he reached out and touched me. “Look kid”, he said ” this neighborhood caters to the gay trade. YOu won’t find a decent job here but if you want to make some fast cash, I think I can show you how.” I was startled but the offer of money was enticing. I asked him how I would do that. I an’t gay, I said. “Don’t need to be gay full-time, just gay for pay. YOu turn on your charms when a guy wants you, you let him do his thing and you get cash. Then you go back to being whoever you say you are but the way you’re looking at me, I think you might have a bit of gay in you.” He chuckled again. I was mad but knew I had secretly perved on guys in gym, in the showers and at porn. I told myself I was just comparing but, well, if I was honest, I was interested, especially in the pay part. “YOu got someplace to stay kid?” I lowered my head and admitted to him I didn’t. “Tell you what. You can hang at my place for a few days, and get fed and washed. You stink a little so a shower would be good too. I just live a block or so over and have a room but for a couple of days, you could hang there, look for your daddy and if you’re willing, I can teach you how to make a few buck to tide you over until that sweet bag boy job comes along in some other neighborhood.” I thought about it. I must admit I was hungry and needing a change of clothes and a shower. Even I knew I was kind of smelly from my travels and the guy jerking me off in his car. I had cum on my underwear for cripe sake! I asked if he going to molest me. He smiled and said I only rape and have sex with the willing and usually they pay for my cum and big time for my ass..” I laughed a bit and said I was really glad I found him. Just then a car pulled up. It was a pretty nice high end car. The guy, I hadn’t learned his name yet, went over. The side window opened and the my new friend leaned in and talked with the guy for a few seconds before he opened the door and got in and started to drive away. Before they did, my friend leaned out and said be back in an hour wait for me. I nodded ok and off they went. I wondered who that was picking him up and why. Hmmmm. I walked around and got a coke with my cash in my pocket. I had done ok not spending much of it yet and wondered if I could survive for a few days more but I knew a room would cost more and who would rent to a kid. Not likely so as I drank my beverage I wondered around, not too far, keeping an eye on the corner. About almost an hour later, the same car drove up and my friend stepped out smiling. I went over to him and he waved a bunch of twenty dollar bills at the. Not bad for trying the morning shift. I asked him how he got it and he said “how do you think?” I mumbled was it sex? I wasn’t totally stupid. He said hell yeah. The guy wanted to eat me out and suck my cock. I came in his mouth and then he wanted me to suck him so I told him that was extra and he coughed up the rest of the money. Yeah, you’ll want to know, I swallowed too which he loved and then brought me back . Some bank exec I think he was. Don’t matter though cause I got cash. I may only work a short one tonight!” I wondered what that was all about and decided I wasn’t sure but wanted to learn more End of chapter one.

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