Bi-Sexual Male / 42
My Career As A Young Male Prostitute.
Having cock in my mouth was an acquired taste. I didn't start out liking it. In fact at first I hated it. I was homeless at 15. I didn't run away from home. I was kicked out. My mom was a stripper and we lived in an efficiency which meant our bedroom was also the kitchen and the living room and the dining room. We had a small bathroom that was barely big enough for both of us when I was a kid but not so much by the time I hit 15. The part I hated the most was my Mom's constant smoking in that tiny space. I was always coughing. She said the smoke was good for me.
Then I came home from school one day to find our room padlocked and a notice of eviction on the door. I went to the office and they told me that they had not seen my mother. I told them I had things in the room I needed and they said it doesn't matter because they already removed all our personal items and put them in the dumpster so nothing of mine was left. They also explained that technically the place was a hotel so that meant they could evict us without notice. I had a little money in my pocket and asked how much we owed and they told me that it was nothing and that my Mom had paid up but they have rules against whoring. I knew Mom was a stripper but I had no idea she was also a prostitute though I suppose I should have known. She must have been doing it while I was at school or at friend's houses. I never saw my mother again after that.
I was aware that with my long hair and slender body I was somewhat feminine and good looking though I tried not to be conceited about it. I wished I looked more masculine though as girls seem to prefer manly men over girly boys. However I learned that could be advantageous. I hoped Mom would return so I sat on the front step of the building for hours but she never came. I had thirty dollars in my pocket so I went to the corner store and bought a sandwich and soda wondering how long my money would last.
I figured I would camp out in the park over night and then go to school the next day and grateful I had all my school books and papers with me. I decided to take advantage of school breakfast and lunch since they were way cheaper than convenience store food. But after a week I was out of money since there was no school on weekends. I had nothing to buy food with at school that Monday and went back to the park starving for food, anything and becoming desperate. That is when I saw one of my mother's hooker friends all dressed up. She knew me so I went up to her and asked if she seen my Mom and she said no not in over a week and thought she was probably in jail. I told her about my situation and she gave me $5 to get something to eat. Then she told me about her "manager" who could help find me "work." By the next day I was turning tricks.
I hated the first time and didn't care much for the next few dozen times but over time I gradually got used to it then I started to like it and then I realized I absolutely adored having my mouth used that way.
I had to quit school. If I had been wealthy I would have been doing this for free it was that pleasurable to me to have cocks in my mouth. Sometimes I worked with my Mom's friend and sometimes alone and sometimes I worked with some of the other girls. I was one of the girls in the sense that we all did the same thing and all hung out together and I did pay a commission to our manager but unlike the girls, the manager wasn't interested in me and didn't consider me his property. I was sort of an independent contractor who worked with him more than for him. That said he still got 80%. The only reason I could survive financially on that was I was prolific and I didn't have expensive hobbies like controlled substance use. I never went back to school and heard through the gr**evine that my Mom was charged with selling controlled substances and was going to prison but that is all I ever heard about her after that. For the next few years I was doing about 15 tricks a day six days a week earing about $10 each time earning about $900 a week which was enough to live off of fairly comfortable even in that city. I got me a small efficiency better than what I had been living in with my Mom. I got my G.E.D. and went on to college and continued to turn tricks in college though by then I was doing it as an in call service at my place and earning twenty times as much for the same trick as I didn't have to share with a manager who would take most of it.
After I got my BA in business I went into the porn business making CD's and posting porn on the internet. I started out doing it myself and then hired other people to join in and now I earn my living producing gay porn. It's pretty much all I know and far more profitable than fast food.
Then I came home from school one day to find our room padlocked and a notice of eviction on the door. I went to the office and they told me that they had not seen my mother. I told them I had things in the room I needed and they said it doesn't matter because they already removed all our personal items and put them in the dumpster so nothing of mine was left. They also explained that technically the place was a hotel so that meant they could evict us without notice. I had a little money in my pocket and asked how much we owed and they told me that it was nothing and that my Mom had paid up but they have rules against whoring. I knew Mom was a stripper but I had no idea she was also a prostitute though I suppose I should have known. She must have been doing it while I was at school or at friend's houses. I never saw my mother again after that.
I was aware that with my long hair and slender body I was somewhat feminine and good looking though I tried not to be conceited about it. I wished I looked more masculine though as girls seem to prefer manly men over girly boys. However I learned that could be advantageous. I hoped Mom would return so I sat on the front step of the building for hours but she never came. I had thirty dollars in my pocket so I went to the corner store and bought a sandwich and soda wondering how long my money would last.
I figured I would camp out in the park over night and then go to school the next day and grateful I had all my school books and papers with me. I decided to take advantage of school breakfast and lunch since they were way cheaper than convenience store food. But after a week I was out of money since there was no school on weekends. I had nothing to buy food with at school that Monday and went back to the park starving for food, anything and becoming desperate. That is when I saw one of my mother's hooker friends all dressed up. She knew me so I went up to her and asked if she seen my Mom and she said no not in over a week and thought she was probably in jail. I told her about my situation and she gave me $5 to get something to eat. Then she told me about her "manager" who could help find me "work." By the next day I was turning tricks.
I hated the first time and didn't care much for the next few dozen times but over time I gradually got used to it then I started to like it and then I realized I absolutely adored having my mouth used that way.
I had to quit school. If I had been wealthy I would have been doing this for free it was that pleasurable to me to have cocks in my mouth. Sometimes I worked with my Mom's friend and sometimes alone and sometimes I worked with some of the other girls. I was one of the girls in the sense that we all did the same thing and all hung out together and I did pay a commission to our manager but unlike the girls, the manager wasn't interested in me and didn't consider me his property. I was sort of an independent contractor who worked with him more than for him. That said he still got 80%. The only reason I could survive financially on that was I was prolific and I didn't have expensive hobbies like controlled substance use. I never went back to school and heard through the gr**evine that my Mom was charged with selling controlled substances and was going to prison but that is all I ever heard about her after that. For the next few years I was doing about 15 tricks a day six days a week earing about $10 each time earning about $900 a week which was enough to live off of fairly comfortable even in that city. I got me a small efficiency better than what I had been living in with my Mom. I got my G.E.D. and went on to college and continued to turn tricks in college though by then I was doing it as an in call service at my place and earning twenty times as much for the same trick as I didn't have to share with a manager who would take most of it.
After I got my BA in business I went into the porn business making CD's and posting porn on the internet. I started out doing it myself and then hired other people to join in and now I earn my living producing gay porn. It's pretty much all I know and far more profitable than fast food.
