One hit won't hurt

Mike heard Drake’s blood curdling scream and raced to the back room. He pushed his way past the three whores, whose three John’s had run out of the house, after hearing such a scream. Mike entered the room to see Drake naked on the bed, his knees pulled up to his chest pointing at the floor, his face white as a ghost. He looked down to see the large naked hulk laying on his back on the floor. He bent down and placed his finger to Les’s neck. “No pulse. He’s dead.”

“What the fuck happened?” Mike yelled.

“He was all sweaty and breathing hard while he was fucking me. He just collapsed on top of me.” Drake said, his voice cracking.

“So, you fucked him to death. I knew you would be an amazing whore but did not think you would be that good. You need to tone it down a couple of notches.” Mike burst out laughing.

Drake looked blankly at Mike. He could not believe what he was hearing.

“Ken, Jim, get back here.” Mike yelled. “Get back to your rooms, bitches. You already cost me money tonight letting your John’s run out like that.” Mike growled.

“Ken and Jim, get him dressed and help me get him in his car. He obviously had a heart attack. We can’t let him be found here, cops will be snooping everywhere. We’ll just drive him a few miles away and let his car run down a hill and into the ditch. Cops will think he died behind the wheel.”

Drake was still shaking when Mike and the guys dragged Les out of the trailer and into his car. The three girls came into Drake’s room. “Are you OK?” Amy asked.

“No I’m not OK. I just had a dead man lying on top of me with his dick still in my ass and his cum leaking out.” Drake exclaimed, immediately wishing he had included fewer details.

“Get dressed. We will all meet in my room while they are gone.” Amy said.

“Listen Drake.” Amy started. “I am sure you already know it, but Mike is a pig. He thinks of us as lower than dirt. We only exist to make him money. He will never let you go after how many Johns you brought in tonight. You had more than the three of us combined. The drug keeps us controlled. If we go more than 12 hours it starts to affect our ability to think clearly, 36 hours, it will start to drive us insane. You made it the longest I have heard of at almost two and a half days, but that was when you were very new to it and had only a small amount. I doubt you would make it a day now.”

“Why don’t you go to the police?”

“Wow, you are naïve farm boy. Think about it. You, a whore, are going to tell the police bad things about your pimp? The only thing you will get out of that is a stiff cop cock.”

“Mike has been doing this for years and he has learned what to do and what not to do. I have been here for two years, the longest of us four. I have seen girls come and go. He lets Johns beat us up if they give extra money. One girl was convinced that he let one John beat a girl to death for a large sum of money. I doubted her story till tonight. Did you see his reaction to the dead man? Nothing. Who acts like that unless they have dealt with death before?”

“When you said you have seen girls go, how did they get out?” Drake asked.

“They just disappeared. Never to be heard from again. I have heard rumors that he sells them into slavery, you know, human trafficking, after he has milked them for everything he can get. I think that is what he did with Jenna.” Amy broke down and began to sob. Drake looked at the other two girls as he put his arm around Amy.

“Jenna and Amy were in love.” One of the two girls said.

‘No wonder Amy had been planning to get even.’ It made more sense to him now.

“When Jenna disappeared, Mike kept me high on that shit for weeks. Never letting me come down.” Amy sobbed. “He laughed in my face when I asked about her and said I would disappear next if I didn’t drop the subject. He even showed me an article about the hundreds of teens and twenty-year-old’s that disappear in the US each year. See, no one cares, he said. I have the feeling that I am next for sure.”

“I have noticed that he likes to keep things fresh.” Amy said, regaining her composure. “When a new fresh face comes along, the Johns line up, though nothing like I saw how they lined up for your pretty ass farm boy.” Amy teased.

Drake could feel the blood rushing to his face. “I had never been with a man before this. Or with a woman, other than a blow job. I was a virgin till you Amy.”

“You are really cute farm boy, but you now know what it is like. I was told to service you and I did. Don’t get me wrong, I do like you, but as a friend. You’re just not my type.” She smiled.

“I know what you mean. The sex was great, but I just did not have “that” feeling.”

“Damn farm boy, you know how to hurt a girl.”

“No, I’m sorry, I just meant, I mean…”

“It’s cool. I was just messing with you. You are so damn cute though.” As Amy tousled Drake’s hair.

“Until we get off this drug there is no escape. Even if we could find a cop to believe us. we would be out of our mind in two days, and nothing legally would stick. I did hear from one of the girls, right before she disappeared that she had heard that there was an antidote to negate the effects of the addition portion of the drug. In order to escape the pig, we would have to get that. FYI Ken and Jim are not his buddies. They are his paid bodyguards. Without Mike and their paycheck, I think they are neutralized and would quietly fade away.”

Drake was impressed. Amy really had a grasp on things and had really thought things through. He was just about to ask her how that they would be “without Mike”, when they heard the front door open. “Quick back to your rooms. Not a word of this conversation to anyone.” Amy ordered.

Mike walked into Drake’s room. “I cleaned up your mess. You owe me again. Get out of here. You have no more clients tonight. I will text you when I want you back. Or if you feel the need, you can text me and beg to come back.” Mike laughed as he walked out of the room.

The next day Drake was working at the car lot. He was walking by the small shed like building that they called the office. He could hear his mom crying. He walked up and opened the door. “Mom, what is wrong?”

“Les is dead. He had a heart attack while driving his car. They found him in the ditch over on 23-mile road. How are we going to find another loan guy on such short notice?” She sobbed.

‘Really? That is what she was worried about? Finding another loan guy? Not that the guy she had worked with on a daily basis for the last five years was just found dead. Wonder how she would feel if she knew that the guy really died with his cock up the ass of her son?’ Drake shook his head and walked away.

The next day Drake was beside himself. He could think of nothing other than the drug. He had to have it. He must have it. He kept trying to fight it off, but it was a losing battle, and he knew it. His stepdad saw him on the lot and came up to him. “You alright? You look awful.”

“I don’t feel well. Maybe I should head home.”

“You do that, and I will let your mom know. Get some rest.”

Drake texted Mike on the way home. ‘Can I come over?’

Mike laughed when he saw the text. He knew the kid would not last long, having had multiple hits of the drug in his system. He decided to ignore the text and see how quickly the kid got desperate.

Drake paced back and forth in the small house. ‘Why had Mike not answered? It had been over an hour. Should he just go down there? No, Mike had warned him about that. He would just have to wait for him to answer.’

It had been two hours now and Drake was sweating profusely. He could not wait much longer. ‘Hey Mike. Did you see my last text? I haven’t heard from you and am getting a little worried.’

Mike showed the text to Ken and they both got a good laugh out of it. “Wonder what he will say next? He has to be getting to the end of his rope.”

30 minutes later Drake thought he was going to die. ‘Mike. My throat needs your cock desperately. Please let me come over, lie down on the couch with my neck draped over the end so you can fuck my throat and cum all over my face.’

“Yeah, I think he is at the end of his rope.” Laughed Mike.

‘Come on over whore.’

Drake ran the three miles to Mike’s house. He ran past a couple of cars in the driveway but was so focused on the trailer he did not even notice them. He pounded on the door.

Mike opened the door. “Hey Drake. Come on in. What can I do for you?”

Drake looked around as he entered. To his left was Ken and Jim. Seated to his right was Seth. ‘What the fuck was Seth doing here? He could not let his friend see him in this condition. He turned to leave, but he couldn’t. The pull of the addition was too strong. He turned back around and looked at Mike standing in front of him.

“Why don’t you do what you said you would do when you got here?” Was he really going to make him do this in front of Seth? Why was Seth just sitting there, not saying anything? What had Mike told him?’

Drake began to pull his shirt off his sweaty body. He kicked off his shoes and pulled down his shorts. He laid down on his back on the couch and hung his head over the end. “Please fuck my throat, Mike and cum on my face.”

Mike pulled down his shorts and placed his cock against the kids red lips. “See Seth, I told you. The kid loves cock.” With that he drove his cock into the boy’s throat, his large balls slapping the stud in his eyes. Mike pumped in and out of Drakes mouth faster and faster.

“Does he like it in the ass too?” Seth asked, standing now getting a close look at his friend getting his face fucked.

“Why don’t you tell him Drake? Would you like Seth to fuck your ass?” With the question Mike pulled his cock out of the kids mouth and showed him his fingers dripping with the gel the boy so craved. “With this shit he will do anything.”

“Seth please fuck my ass. Please Seth. I want to feel your big cock in my boy pussy. Please fuck me and fuck me hard. Breed my hole with the buckets of sperm your big balls produce.” Begged the boy staring at the gel coated fingers inches in front of his freshly fucked mouth, while grabbing his legs behind the knees and raising his ass up for the cock of his friend.

Seth needed no more invitation. He dropped his shorts and kneeled behind his athletic friend, lining his dripping cock up with the exposed boy pussy. He placed the wet knob up against the brown ring and pushed. His cock forced its way past the tight ring and stopped halfway inside.

“Damn, bro. If I knew you were this tight, I would have fucked you years ago. I just wish I had known you were a cock whore.” Seth drove his hard tool the rest of the way in as Mike shoved his cock back into the kid’s throat. The two studs began to slam fuck the writhing boy still waiting for the gel that would make everything right again.

Seth bucked wildly and yelled. “Take my seed bitch.” As he began to pump stream after stream after stream of boiling cum into his friend’s pussy. Mike pulled out of the sucking mouth and began to shoot all over Drake’s face. The first blast shot past Drake and landed across Seth’s nose, cheek and mouth. The rest coated Drake’s handsome face.

Mike seeing his blast and Seth still caught up in his super intense orgasm, grabbed Seth’s long blonde hair and jerked his head down. “Lick my cum off his face and share it with your boyfriend in a kiss.”

Drake put his hand on the back of Seth’s neck and pulled him down even more and licked the large rope of thick hot cum off his face, then mashed his lips against Seth’s and shoved his cum coated tongue into the ripped stud’s mouth.

Seth quickly recovered from his intense orgasm. “What the fuck dude? I’m not a gay bait like you. Fucking kissing me?” He spit the cum down on Drake’s lips, whose tongue snaked out instantly licking the saliva/ cum from his full lips. “Fuck and kissing me with cum in your mouth. So fucking gross.” Seth pulled his cock out of Drake’s ass, got dressed and stomped out.

Mike was roaring with laughter. “I think your friend likes you even more now.” As he stuffed the gelled fingers into the open mouth of the still prone boy.

Drake stayed the night again taking at least a dozen Johns. His young body was used and abused by the unknown sex partners.

He was hooked. The drug was too much for him. He told his parents that he was moving out again, but he did not tell them where, and they did not ask. He knew that they didn’t care.

Night after night of punishing sex. The hot stud was very popular, and Mike was raking in the dough. Amy was plotting her next move, destined not to disappear like the other girls had and aching for revenge.

Conner was getting more and more worried about Drake. He was super slow to respond to texts and it was far out of character for Drake to move in with Mike, but he could never get with Drake to discuss it. It was not the type of topic you would cover with text messages. He knew that something was very wrong but could not quite put his finger on it.

Along with the stress of his best friend concerns, Conner had broken up with his girlfriend. She was a good person and all and the sex was good, but there was just something missing. There was no passion. He really liked her, but she wanted more. More than he could give. ‘Was it weird that he was more concerned about Drake than he was about her?’

They were finally getting together tomorrow, and he would be able to look him in the eye and find out what the hell was going on. Seth would be there too, so hopefully the two of them could get Drake out of this funk he was in. He hopped that Drake would move back in with him now that his girlfriend was gone thinking that Drake would be able to afford half of the rent.

They were to meet at the same park that they had met at the last time. Seth and Conner pulled into the park in Seth’s Jeep and parked under the large white pine at the back of the lot. Drake was already there sitting on the picnic bench.

“Hey bro! Long time no see.” Yelled Conner with a huge smile on his face.

“Great to see you too, bro.” As Drake gave Conner a big hug and looked nervously at Seth.

“Hey Seth.”

“Sup Drake.”

The boys sat around talking and smoking joint after joint as well as sharing a bottle of Jim Beam Whiskey. They got louder and more animated as time wore on.

“I gotta take a piss.” Said Drake as he walked a short distance.

Seth jumped down and walked over to him. “The pot has really made me horny. Why don’t you give me a blow job?” He dropped his shorts and grabbed Drake by the hair pulling his face into his hot crotch.

Drake began to fight off the attack, when suddenly out of nowhere Conner’s fist struck Seth in the nose, breaking the bones. The next fist struck the larger stud in the stomach knocking him back further causing him to lose his balance and fall. Conner was on him like a wolverine on a deer. Fists flying, knees to balls, anything and everything he could muster. The smaller man turning the big stud every way but loose.

Seth finally jumped up and ran back a few feet. “Hold on Conner. Drake is gay. He loves cock. I have even fucked him. He even tried to kiss me. He gets fucked all the time at Mike’s.”

“Get the fuck out of here before I rearrange your pretty face into something that looks like a dogs breakfast.” Seethed Conner. Seth had never seen Conner so angry.

“Whatever dude.” Seth wiped his bloody nose with his shirt and jumped in his Jeep and drove off.

Conner looked at Drake with tear filled eyes. “Is what that jerk said true?”

Drake broke down and sobbed uncontrollably. “How could he be so stupid? Taking an unknown drug from a drug dealer. Someone who’s livelihood depends on getting people hooked on drugs.”

He told the whole story through sobs and tears with Conner holding him closely, his arm around the broad shaking shoulders, stroking his hair, trying to console his friend. Drake looked up at Conner holding him and placed his lips against the lips of his best friend. It was just contact at first but then Conner began to return the soft kiss. Soon they were making out in a tight embrace.

“Are you sure you are ok with this after what you just told me?” Conner said with concern in his voice.

“The only way I could get through all the sex was to imagine each guy was you. I realized that I have been in love with you for years. I just never thought sex with a man was even possible for me. Then I knew there was no way I could tell you. I could never risk losing my best friend. I would pick never having you as a lover, over the possibility of losing you as my best friend. I could never bear not having you in my life.” Tears were now running down Drakes handsome face.

By the time the entire story came out Conner was furious and ready for action. “So, you said Amy has some sort of plan?”

“It sure seams that way. She has been there a while and really knows how Mike thinks and works.”

“I need to talk to her somehow, but you said that Mike rarely lets her out of his sight?”

“Yeah, I don’t think he trusts her much. She thinks he is getting ready to make her disappear like the girls in the past.”

“You gotta let me know when Mike is throwing the next party.” Conner said.

“Dude, I don’t want you getting involved. This guy is dangerous. I mean really dangerous.”

“I am already involved.” Conner said looking into Drake’s watery eyes and resting his hand on his best friend’s thigh. “Tell me what you know about the plan so far.”

Drake told Conner what he knew of the plan and the two added more detail to it. Drake would find a way to get the information to Amy and they would put the plan in action at Mike’s next party. They were going to take that fucking pig down.

Chapter 5 is the final chapter.