My Luck Came After I Got Out Of Juvenile

After I was released from juvenile when I turned 18 I was routed through the state employment system and I got a job as a clerk in a roadside motel catering to truckers. The motel manager was an old Navy vet named Joe. The days were quiet and most of the truckers came in to get a room around nightfall and they parked their rigs at the truckstop next door. Joe asked me if I wanted to make some extra money, and that some of the truckers had asked for me.

He rented me out by the half hour. He collected and gave me a cut. There was a fixed price for different activities, blowjobs and sex. One day when things were slow he asked me to give him a blowjob, as a reward for him helping me make extra money. I really enjoyed giving Joe a blowjob, I wanted him to really enjoy it too and I made extra sure that when he lost control nothing went to waste. After a while he had me move in with him as his roommate and pay him rent. Those months living with Joe were the best months for me, having sex with him made me feel good and I loved making him feel good. With the truckers he rented me to it was just business.

Joe got me a job as a typesetter apprentice with this other Navy veteran he knew, hands off me of course. That's where I learned the printing business and worked in it for the next forty years. Of all the twists and turns my best memories are from those months that I lived with Joe and I learned a trade I could do that paid the bills.