Former Prostitute

I was not only a whore when I was younger, I was a whore when I was a lot younger.

I was barely into double digit age when I first saw people performing a sex act. It was in the woods between my home and a public park. A teenage boy was giving a blowjob to an older man. When they finished, money changed hands. The whole thing gave me a hardon. I stayed a while and the boy brought three other men to that spot and I saw a handjob, ass sex, and another blowjob. I masturbated for the first tie *and second third and fourth) while watching.

I came to two conclusions - that sex was great and that you could make money at it.

I saw the boy in m neighborhood later that week. I cleaned out my savings (a bit over a hundred dollars) and introduced myself to Barry (not his real name). I told him about what I saw and when he got nervous I offered the money if he would teach me. He was stunned for a second, then he laughed and took me to his friend Steve's house. (An older friend - pimp.)

So I spent three days learning about gay sex from Barry and Steve, and on the third day they introduced me to Keisha, who taught me about straight sex. Best hundred dollars I ever spent.

After that I spent the rest of the summer in the park, and paid a percentage to Steve and Barry to work the park. From my personal experience, perhaps a third of all adult males will take the offer of an underage boy to have sex. But only about five percent of adult females. I spent some of my earnings on Keisha and her co-workers, but I also saved it up.

Steve also got me the big job - working at a private club on several occasions. It was the only time I ever dressed in drag. But I wasn't the only person in my age group, I made good money, and I got serious fucking. Even giving money to Steve, I still cleared in one night more than my parents made in a month. I also met some guys who went to my school and we became a clique for our school years.

Where were my parents during that? Well, dad was getting drunk, high, and fired a lot, and Mom was working and paying for Dad's booze and stuff and yelling at Dad a lot. It was non-stop drama - fight, throw him out, forgive him, a calm week, then repeat. It was easy to spend most of my time whoring. I figured I'd need the money if Mom ever walked out because Dad wasn't going to earn any.

I "butched up" a lot when I was 17, and didn't look so young anymore. I stopped working, but I still "support the industry". Hiring two whores - one female for your dick, one male for your ass - is pricey but it's fun.

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