When I was 13 my family moved to a city. I had grown up in the country so I was a babe in the woods. Or rather a babe out of the woods. More accurately, I was a deer in headlights. I was naive and ignorant and about as streetwise as a toddler.

Now in our new city we had a rule or law, not sure which, that forbade adult entertainment places from being near schools. But somehow this one had been grandfathered in. It was a peepshow and adult theater. It was also an adult book store and next door was strip club owned by the same people. The signs were pretty obvious about what went on inside even to a naive 13 year old country bumkin.

It was around this age that I was beginning to become conscious of my bisexuality. It was Ok to like girls but liking boys was out of the question. So I had not allowed myself to think about boys, only girls. But it got to the point where I realized that choosing not to think about boys was not going to succeed. Boys were everywhere. It was impossible to not think about them. This was especially true in gym class where we stripped naked at the beginning of class to dress in our gym uniforms and then again at the end of class to take showers. Back in Hicksville in Boondox county grades 7-12 were in one Jr. High, High School building and we all took gym class together. So twice a week for a few minutes at a time I was in the boy's showers naked with 60 other naked boys aged 12-19 half of whom sported partial or complete erections that bobbed around as the boys strutted like peacocks to and from the showers most not bothering to cover up their lithe bodies. So as I said, there was no way to not think about boys. But right after 7th grade we moved to the city.

In the new school I was in 8th grade. The kids were a bit mean there. Not all of them, just enough to make many younger kids uncomfortable. I was a bit uncomfortable but as an 8th grader in a school that had kids in grades 5-8 some of that pressure was off my shoulders. Still, we had gym class and the 7th and 8th grade boys showered together after gym class so I was constantly exposed to dick aged 12-15.

With dick constantly on my mind I was starting to lean strongly to the gay side of being bisexual. It's not that I lost interest in girls. I didn't. I just didn't have much opportunity to see naked girls my age, or for that matter any age. But I got to see naked boys with naked dicks twice a week so with that constant reinforcement I naturally developed a lot of gay sexual fantasies and constantly though about trying to figure out how to get an opportunity to get my dick sucked and to suck dick.

So as I said, there was a strip club and adult book store and peep show and adult theater all together and I walked past this place on my way to and from school every day.

It just happened that both my parents had to stay late at work one Friday. My Mom was expected home at 7pm. My dad would get home later. My older sister, the bitch, wouldn't even notice me missing until my parents asked her where I was.

So that Friday as usual I walked past this den of iniquity on my way home. But on this particular occasion I noticed the side door was swung wide open. I kind of gazed over and noticed a guy standing there in the door with his dick hanging out. I hesitated for a moment. I was very interested. He was good looking in his thirties. He saw me gawking at him and motioned for me to come over. I looked around and noticed nobody around and made a bee line for the open door and the dick and the guy holding the dick.

He told me I was a very pretty boy. He said my long hair was very pretty and very girly and looked really nice long the way it was. He reached up and grasped my pony tale and told me my hair felt nice and soft and said he would like to feel it wrapped around his cock.

The whole time I stared down at his 7 inch long uncut erection. I couldn't take my eyes off it.

He invited me inside. It was dark inside. the only light source was the gay porn video playing on the big screen TV. There were three guys sitting in the back of the theater. ONe was bent over sucking another's cock. The third guy was jerking off.

The guy in the door swung the door shut and pulled me into the theater and pulled me over to a spot in front of the big screen TV. As soon as the other three saw me they got up, one hobbling with his pants at his ankles, and came over to inspect the new guy, me. I had hands all over me. I was forcefully stripped naked. I started to get scared but they reassured me I would like being fucked. they fucked my mouth first. then the guy with the smallest cock shoved it right up my ass. It hurt for about a minute then felt really good then I couldn't stand when he took it out of my ass but it was replaced by a bigger cock. Meanwhile I was forced to suck two other cocks and I just got gang banged for about half an hour.

Before they were done the manager came over and started to yell at the guys reminding the guys that the rules prohibited sex in the theater and they had to take the action into the back room. When they pulled away from me to pull up their pants the manager saw me and marched right over and asked how old I was. I knew that due to my size there was no way I could get away with saying I was 18. But at the same time I also thought that if I pretended to be even younger than I was maybe he would feel sorry for me and only kick me out. So I lied and said I was eleven. It was believable. I was the smallest guy in my class. He looked carefully at me, said something about my lack of pubic hair and told the guys that his theater was not a middle school orgy room. I thought at that point he was going to just kick me out. Instead he dragged me back to his office and closed and locked the door. He then issued an ultimatum. He said I had two choices. The first choice is he calls my parents and shows them the video he made of me sucking cock. The other choice is I would let him make a video of me sucking his cock. He wasn't too bad looking so I chose plan b. I unzipped his pants. I fished out his oversized cock and forced myself to gag on it. It only took a moment to get used to having that thing in my mouth. I really liked it. My ass was starting to crave cock too. I wanted two, one at both ends. I guess he must have been really horny because he came in my throat in a few minutes.

At that point I thought he was going to kick me out since he was done with me. Instead he escorted me to the back room. He offered me up to the four guys that he had kicked out of the theater and the other 7 that were already there. Eleven of them altogether. He said anyone who wants to have his way with me would have to pay him $100 up front. Everyone whipped out their wallets and forked over $100 as though they thought that if they paid late they would miss the opportunity. Then he told me that I was going to service his customers or he was going to show my parents the video he made of me sucking his cock enthusiastically. I was too dumb and naive to realize that had he done that he would go to prison or life along with the rest of the guys. I was also too horny to care. I was in cock heaven.

They all took turns. They all came inside me. Several other men lined up to take turns. In the three hours I was there I got fucked by 27 guys. Some in my ass. Some in my mouth. Some in both. The manager told me to drop by to suck his dick every day after school. He threatened to show that video to my parents if I didn't. He didn't need to threaten me. Had he merely invited me to come in and suck his dick every day I would have.

It didn't matter. I sneaked away the next day. I told my parents I was going over my friend Jason's house for the day. I did that a lot so they didn't bat an eye. I went right up to the side door of the theater. It was closed and locked this time. I was disappointed and started to walk away but just as I reached the sidewalk I heard the manager call out to me. I turned and he had his door wide open. I ran over and he led me to his office for a repeat. I sucked him off and he "blackmailed" me into servicing 15 customers in the back room. This time he split the take with me. Not exactly i half. He gave me $500 and told me to keep my mouth shut about where I got it. Like I would tell anyone I was a boy whore who craved getting gangbanged by strange gay men.

It turned out that they are closed on Sundays. But Monday I went in all the hornier and got myself gang fucked. I was really getting used to this. School got out at two and I usually got home by 20 after. My mom usually got home next at five. My sister doesn't count. She was oblivious to the universe. An atom bomb could go off and she wouldn't notice. So that gave me about two and a half hours every day. It varied. Some afternoons there were only two or three guys. On Friday and Saturday there was usually a pretty good crowd. I was making about a grand a week. The manager of that place was making more than twice that much but I didn't care. I was making about a grand a week getting blissfully gang fucked for 2+ hours a day six days a week.

The best time was when my parents went away for the weekend and left my sister in charge. That was about the same as leaving a houseplant in charge. They left Friday before school got out and didn't get back until Monday morning. There was no way my sister would notice my absence so I was home free so to speak. I just went right to the adult theater after school. I told the manager I was his until midnight Sunday. I figure I wanted at least a few hours of sleep before school Monday. His eyes lit up. That weekend I was fucked by hundreds of guys. Instead of a few hours I was there 57 hours. I hardly slept. At one point late Saturday night I fell asleep with cocks fucking me at both ends and didn't wake up until six hours later to find two other cocks fucking me at both ends. I have no idea how many had fucked me while I slept. I was just so exhausted from being continuously fucked. While I slept I dreamed of being fucked by thousands of giant cocks. I had cocks up my ass sticking out my mouth. I had cocks fucking my throat sticking out my ass. I was being fucked in one ear and out the other and vice versa. my eyes, nostrils and pee hole were being fucked. I dreamed like that every sleeping moment and was being fucked for real while sleeping and awake. I think I was filled with gallons of sperm. I was carried into the showers every few hours and fucked in the shower while being washed clean. The manager fucked my mouth about six times that weekend. By midnight Sunday I was so thoroughly fucked I couldn't walk. I literally was unable to stand up and hold my own weight.

When I asked the manager about being open that Sunday he explained that he was open on Sunday's for private parties and what we were doing counted as a private party. Many guys paid to go several times. Sunday night he handed me an envelope with $20,000 in cash in it. It was fat and filled with hundred dollar bills. I had never imagined there was that much money in the world.

The manager gave me a ride home and even carried me up the front steps, into the house and up to my bedroom. I reassured him my sister wouldn't notice if he r**ed me in front of her. It was not much of an exaggeration.

Monday morning I woke up around noon. At some point my mother had attempted to get me out of bed for school but it seems I told her I didn't feel good and rolled over and went back to sleep. I don't remember that at all. I just remember waking up at noon to find the house empty. Mom told me later about me not feeling good.

It was just as well. I ached all over. I had a horrible sore throat and I felt like I had shit out a telephone pole, splinters and all.

I skipped going to the adult theater on Monday. My sister got home around 1:45. I know because I heard her come in. I was still in bed watching TV. She didn't know I was home in bed. She did her usual heard of elephants impersonation up the stairs and down the hall followed by a door slamming. Once settled in her room I could blow up the house and that would not get her attention.

I felt good Tuesday so I went to school and then after that to the theater. The manager was a little surprised to see me but I was already craving some cock so he let me start with his cock and then I strutted naked over to the back room and announced the availability of my orifices for their pleasure. The manager stood there collecting the fees and I got fucked and fucked and fucked some more.

I went home Tuesday with another five hundred.

So the next week the manager decided to up the price. Turns out that while raising the price of admission did reduce the number of boy fuckers willing to pay up, it didn't reduce the number substantially. At the end of that week we had collected almost twice as much as the previous week. Again the next week he raised the price this time to three hundred a fuck and again the number of fuckers only went down a little. It took charging five hundred a pop to see the numbers drop a lot but even then it was still worth while. Basically by charging $500 a fuck the manager was able to more than triple our take. That meant I was taking 3 grand a week home. I was getting rich. I did this almost every day, except some Sundays and often for an entire weekend at a time until a little past my fifteenth birthday.

I had spent a lot on video games, clothes, and even a car though I was too young to get my license. Left over I had nearly 300k saved up. With that money I went to college and graduated last May. I had enough left over to buy my house.