Life Out on the Street - Part 3

"AFTER:  LIFE ON THE STREET - ADAM'S STORY"

A STORY OF FICTION BY CATMAN - PART 3

 

In just a few short years, Adam had gone from a street hustler to a high-priced call-boy.  He could live with being called a "male escort", totally without any guilt!  Actually, he received money from men which made him just a male-whore in some people's eyes.   That isn't how he saw it!

Adam felt like he was providing a legitimate professional service by satisfying the needs of his clients.   In truth, they were satisfying his needs too!  He loved everything about having gay sex, even if it meant performing sex acts with his mostly straight and bi-curious "Dates".  He enjoyed a hard dick in his mouth or ass.

 

It wasn't always just giving blow-jobs or being fucked.  Adam topped a lot of men who wanted to have that kind of an experience.   (No pun intended, the blow-jobs usually sucked!   However, it was always fun to introduce a man to his erect cock for the first time.)

For the most part, a lot of these guys seemed to be looking for some kind of "intimacy".  It seemed to be something that they all lacked in their lives.  They found it by contacting Adam, instead of having to troll the gay bars to find a partner.  Finding a straight man who liked to make-out and suck face was always exciting to Adam.

 

He referred to all of his encounters as his "Dates"!  They were mostly professional men.  Men of means who could afford to explore new territory, very discretely, without fear of discovery .  Some were just going through a mid-life crisis.  A mouth was a mouth, a hole was a hole, and when their wives no longer were providing either on a regular basis, Adam was willing to oblige.

He had an innate ability to give his dates sexual gratification because of his talent to anticipate their requirements (As per, why they had hired him for his specialized services.)   He didn't work through a Pimp or an Escort Service.  He was in demand because of referrals now between the men who were satisfied customers.

They would rent high priced Houston hotel rooms to have an encounter with him.  (A very few guys actually invited him to their homes.  These were the ones who usually were very closeted single gay men.)   Only a few men were ever invited to come to Adam's condo-apartment.

 

The money poured in, which afforded Adam to live a lifestyle that he could never have realized if he hadn't decided to flee from his abusive family.  A few hours of so called work each week, gave him financial stability, a pleasurable sex life and a fancy roof over his head.

Adan knew it wouldn't last forever.  It wouldn't be long before he would have to turn the page and write a new chapter The money poured in, which afforded Adam to live a lifestyle that he could never have realized if he hadn't decided to flee from his abusive family.  (Adam only had contact with one family member:  Randy, a cousin, who kept him abreast of his parents.)
 

A few hours of so called work each week, gave him financial stability, a pleasurable sex life and a fancy roof over his head. 

Adam knew it wouldn't last forever.  It wouldn't be long before he would have to turn the page and write a new chapter to his life.   His street life was limited.  He would have to re-invent himself.

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ADDENDUM:  Adam felt no sorrow when Randy called to say his parents were dead.   According to the police reports:  Adam's dad came home drunk late one night.  He fell asleep with a lit cigarette in his mouth.  It ignited the sofa and the flames consumed him.  His mother, asleep in the bedroom, died of smoke inhalation. 

As cruel, as it may seem, Adam finally felt free of the abusive acts that he had suffered at the hands of his parents.  They hadn't exactly shaped the life he had now, but they were responsible for forcing him to seek a better existance.

Strangely, he felt a sense of freedom that he was technically now an ORPHAN.  to his life.