Friction

Walking on what could be a permanent limp, Nicol rounded the corner to the old and dusty apartment complex. Dawn was breaking, the sun slowly rising to mock his night with it's light of prosecution. Thankfully, this late at night, or rather this early in the morning, the flock of horny old men was very scarce. Unfortunately, on the same spectrum this was also the time the weirdo's emerged from the woodwork. The ones who actually asked a person if they'd be willing to be skinned alive.

All that aside, fuck if his ass didn't hurt. Cougar's men had stamina, and they liked to go dry. He'd barely convinced the bastards to wear a rubber, and they seemed to love ejaculating on his face.

Pissed, Nicol really needed something to punch. He was hoping the apartment wasn't clean so he could abuse his new innocent roommate for a little while and then kick his ass out.

He trudged up the stairs, ignoring the various bastards already trying to pay him. He opened the door to his apartment. He still couldn't help but hope it was a mess.

But of course, it wasn't.

The apartment had actually been very well cleaned, the floor completely bare of filth save for a blanket and a pillow that Sen had likely fished out of the closet to sleep on, and it too was neatly folded and piled next to the bed. The dishes had been washed, the trash taken out, and he'd even changed the sheet on the bed. Hell, Sen had even organized the spice rack. Nicol didn't even know he had a spice rack.

After drinking in the sight of his completely transformed apartment, Nicol allowed his eyes to drift to the small balcony, which was actually being generous, the balcony was just a window that opened with a metal rail to keep people from falling out of it. In the window, with the golden light casting a glow on his freshly showered body, stood Sen. He was breathtaking at the angle Nicol caught him. His golden skin was shining with moisture from his shower, he wore the tight pair of jeans he had yesterday, and the over shirt he'd worn had been discarded and prompted to only wear the snug tank top that outlined his rather impressive physique, lean and more toned than Nicol had guessed. His brown eyes were burning with resolution as he watched the sunrise, not even yet realizing Nicol had arrived.

Nicol smiled, moving toward the kitchen of his apartment and popping open the refrigerator, snatching the carton of milk out and moving behind Sen. "Yo!" He chimed, taking a swig of the hopefully unexpired milk. Otherwise he was going to have some digestion problems later. If the sour taste was any indication, Nicol felt he was making a good call when he set it aside.

Turning around, his wet brown locks fell over his deep brown eyes. "You're back. Tough time, last night?"

"Something like that, Cougar can go a little rough." Scanning Sen's reaction to mention of the word "Cougar, he was pleased with the surprise. He sat down on the bed, grabbing the for once not lost remote and flicking on the television. "I told Cougar you're after him." He decided on cheap cable porn to watch.

"You did what!?" Sen bore down on Nicol, grabbing his shoulders and pushing him down on the bed. "Why!?"

"Because, it'll freak him out. He'll go deeper into hiding, and that'll be when we get him." He smiled up confidently, pushing his palm to Sen's groin and applying pressure. Not painful, but with his mischievous eyes and contact he wondered if he could arouse the boy. "The deeper into hiding he goes, the fewer guards he has."

"What if he tries to kill me!?"

"Not his style. I've known him for a really long time. Trust me, you'll be fine. Cougar's not stupid enough to order a street hit."

"But..."

"You gotta chill babe, I'm giving you free room here for the sole purpose of killing Cougar, so just trust me a little." He crooned his body up, kissing Sen on the cheek. The brat had only been here a day, but he could already tell the polluted air of the city was stirring a change in him. "Don't worry, I'll keep close to him and find you your chance."

"If you're so close to him, why don't you kill him, if you really do hate him so bad. Or maybe...you're just leading me on to get rid of me!"

Nicol's shining blue eyes narrowed, his hand pushing to Sen's chest and thrusting the boy from his body. "You're right, brat. I'm setting your ass up." He rose from the bed, moving over toward the drawer where the t.v was moaning cheap pornography as some fake whore begged a man to give her more. "In fact, why cut corners..." He opened the top drawer, reaching under the messily tossed boxers and thongs for his special nights out until his fingers clutched the hard metal beneath it all. "...When I can just kill your ass right now." From the drawer, Nicol drew his handgun, cocking it and aiming dead center at Sen's head.

"N-Nicol!?"

"What? I'm against you remember. You see, I'm playing you along for the fun of it, when it would be so much easier just to blow your ass away right now. After all, neighbors hear a gun shot they're not going to call the police. If they do, I work for Cougar who heads the organization that practically owns the cops, so the only inconvenience on my part would be to clean your brains up off of the floor." He enjoyed the beads of sweat slipping down Sen's still wet brow, and the look of fear quivering in his large brown eyes.

"So, this is it, huh?" Biting his lip, Sen did his best to mask his fear as Nicol approached, gun never once dropping it's dead locked aim.

"Yup, this is it, sorry babe." Nicol began to laugh. "You're so damn gullible." Nicol spun the gun in his hand, gripping the barrel and pushing the grip of the gun into Sen's hands. "I'm making a point. If I wanted you dead, you'd have been dead the moment you asked for Cougar. Now....Now it's your turn. I want to see if you're really as determined as you say you are. Imagine I'm Cougar, you have a gun, we're alone. Ball's in your court." Nicol stepped back. "Can you do it?"

The first thing that stunned Sen about the gun was it's weight. So small, so compact, yet so heavy, made yet heavier by the great power that it held. With the slightest of effort, the weapon could be used to rob a person of his life. So easily. He took aim at Nicol, imagining him to be the monster he hunted, the monster that called itself the Black Cougar. Even so, he couldn't see past the human, couldn't see past Nicol. His body shook, his grasp slick with sweat. His breathing became uneven and Sen knew he couldn't fire the gun.

The gun fell from his hands, bouncing off the floor with a thud, a low knock that was followed by Nicol's howling laughter. "Thought so, you're still just a boy. It takes a man to kill someone."

Sen scowled, shooting a sharp glare at Nicol as the blond retreated to the bathroom. "I'm getting a shower, why don't you take the time to organize your priorities and decide if you're wasting both of our times or not. If you can't kill Cougar, you're useless to me." Nicol disappeared behind the bathroom door, locking it behind him.

Opening the glass door, Nicol ran the shower to heat the water and began to peel off his clothes and discarding them to a pool on the floor. He took a moment to stare at his own nudity in the mirror that was becoming hazy with the steam of the shower. He hated himself.

Stepping into the shower, he was grateful to feel the boiling water rake over his body and carry all of the filth on his body down to the drain where it would go to where all scum gathered. Ironically, that description perfectly described the town he lived in. With a sigh, he swept back his blond bangs and scrubbed his body clean, staying in the shower until the water began to carry a cold bite with it. Stepping out, he grabbed a towel from under the sink and dried himself off before wrapping it in a narrow tuck around his waist.

He opened the shower door, the steam flooding out like a troop of royal guard before dissipating. A nice cigarette and maybe some coffee would make his morning perfect.

The shower door closed behind him. Before Nicol could spin around to face whoever closed the door, a pair of arms wrapped around his waist, his back pulled taut against a toned chest. Nicol let a snicker escape his lips.

"What's up kiddo?"

"You're right about me." Nicol could have sworn that Sen was purring. "I'm not a man yet." Nicol let a soft moan escape him, whenever he felt Sen's hot lips press against the back of his neck, and the boys hands began to travel up his stomach. "Maybe you could help me with that?"

"Got money?"

A gentle chuckle, and a hand traveling down to his waist and applying the same pressure to his erection that Nicol had applied to Sen's earlier. "Didn't you promise a discount before? If I could get you off."

"Alright, kid. You're on. You make me come, and this one will be on me. Show me what you can do." Nicol challenged, spinning his body around and pressing his body hard against Sen, smothering the oxygen between their forms. "Why don't you start with a kiss?"

Sen shuddered, Nicol's eyes glittering with mischief as he waited for Sen to make a move. Sen placed his hand on the small of Nicol's back, enjoying how fair and soft his sun-kissed body was. "I have one condition for this too...."

"Are you really in any position to deman--"

"I want you to say my name."

Nicol perked an eyebrow, but grinned. "Alright, Sen, are you going to just wait for me to start us off, or are you going to take some initiative?"

Taking a deep breath, Sen pulled Nicol close, his breathing uneven and his heart pounding as his lips brushed against the silky rose petals of Nicol's lips. Nicol made no movement, allowing Sen to have his way.

Nicol was interested, if nothing else. Nicol closed his eyes as Sen's hands slid up his sides before reaching his face and tenderly stroking his face. He pushed his lips to Nicol's, his eyes shutting and his entire body quivering. Nicol parted his lips, pushing his tongue across Sen's lips encouraging him to open. Sen's mouth opened shyly, just a small crack but it was enough. Nicol pushed his tongue deep into Sen's mouth, his fingers desperately clutching the other boy's thighs and pulling him closer, finding himself hungry for the taste.

Sen responded, playfully wrestling his tongue to Nicol's, the taste of cinnamon on the blond's lips. Sen felt his head growing faint from lack of air, but he couldn't pull away, Nicol's tongue was tied to tight with his, and the blond's tongue when the two weren't tying tongues, Nicol was exploring his mouth, searching for any hidden treasure on the inside.

Their lips parted, Nicol opening his eyes which lidded with need. "Fuck kid...not bad."

"We're not done."

"Ooooh, my, so ferocious." Nicol purred. Sen indeed had the look of a wild animal, his eyes possessive and needy like a beast in heat.

Lifting his lightweight partner, he lay the half-nude boy onto the bed, descending onto him and trailing open mouthed kisses along Nicol's jaw. Nicol let out a few shameful whimpers as Sen's free hand groped and massaged his chest before pinching a pink nipple and twisting it in his fingers.

"W-What the fuck are you doing?" Nicol let out a soft moan.

"Having sex with you..." Sen was confused by Nicol's question.

"Yeah, but...you're playing with me god dammit, just fuck me already." Another shameful whimper as Sen' nipped his ear lobe. This was becoming unusual. Even Cougar usually just went for the goal, never caring for foreplay.

"You're too sexy just for that. I want to enjoy myself." Nicol's blue eyes snapped open, as crimson flashed across his face. He opened his mouth to object, and buck the other off of him, but his body was pinned and his lips were covered, Sen's tongue diving deep into his mouth and exploring with the same technique he'd used. Nicol moaned, his back arching off the bed as Sen's hands roamed his body, his tongue thrust deep into his mouth and coaxing Nicol's to play. When did his little virgin become so bold?

The kiss parted, leaving Nicol flushed and dazed. Sen's hot tongue slid a slick trail down Nicol's body, placing a few love bites on his neck and reaching the nipples which he licked and nipped into hard buds. "F-Fuck..." He choked out, breathless. "More brat..."

After making the diamond pebbles stand on Nicol's chest, Sen kissed them both with tender care. "You taste nice."

"Shut up. I swear to god, if you're not in me in the next five seconds I'm flipping us." This was too alien to him. He didn't know how to act.

"Be patient." Elegant fingers undid the tie of the towel and pulled it open, watching Nicol's flushed form heave and try to pull in weak breath. His eyes were clenched shut, looking away from Sen, covered by a veil of blond hair. "Please, look at me Nicol. I'm not one of your customers, you can enjoy yourself too. So, look at me."

"Bastard." He spat, his eyes cracking open as he watched Sen strip his body of clothing. The boy was beautiful naked, his erection standing tall, his lean muscle glistening with sweat. Why was he suddenly so pathetic, so needy? His body only ached like this for Cougar, and he wanted that bastard dead. A smile pulled at his lips.

"I've seen bigger." He teased, although his mouth watered at the sight of Sen's jerking erection.

Sen descended, placing a harsh bite on the inside of Nicol's thigh, Nicol shivering as the sharp fangs dug into his thigh. "Fuck!" Nicol cried out. Sen's fingers wrapped around his length, giving at a few tugs before pulling away.

"Lube?"

Finally. "Desk drawer."

"Condom?"

"Don't bother, can't see me catching a disease from a virgin." He gave a carefree wink.

As Sen stretched his body over Nicol to rummage through the night stand for the sex jelly, Nicol found himself in kissing distance of Sen's hard chest. Running soft kisses across the expanse, as well as a few bites to get the boy going he fought off disappointment as Sen pulled away to travel back down his bottom, lube in hand. Clenching his eyes shut to get ready for the finale, his eyes immediately snapped back open when he felt Sen's finger, rather than his cock, working his way inside of him.

"W-What the fuck? I- I don't need stretching, just fuck me already."

"I want to do this right." Sen pouted. He pressed his lips to Nicol's mouth, the kiss light and sweet and Sen snuck a second curious finger into Nicol's tightness. As he pushed his fingers to the base, he curled them, feeling a tiny bead roll under his fingers.

"Shit!" Nicol cried out, his back arching and his fingers clawing down Sen's back, as though he'd fall off the bed if let go. "Right there! Fuck, please more right there!"

"Keep looking me in the eye, Nicol. I'm going in." Sen stroked the cool gel over his heated and weeping member, pushing it to Nicol's entrance, replacing his fingers. He braced his hands on Nicol's thighs and pulled the slender limbs over his shoulders. "Look me in the eye."

Obliging, the cock setting a slow pace inside of him, Nicol moaned as he drown inside of the deep brown orbs. His lips parted in a continual whimper, Sen slowly filling him with his large member. This was supposed to be a bit of fun, but he was quickly losing himself in Sen's touches, even if it was so strange. He was taking Sen's precious virginity, but Nicol felt like it was his first time now, and not being fucked at the tender age of eleven because mommy needed crack.

Sen threw his head back, his chest pressed as close as possible to Nicol's as he thrust deep into the blond boy, his hand wrapping around Nicol's member and pumping it in rhythm with his own pumps. With each move, he aimed for the bundle of nerves deep within Nicol that ripped such delicious moans from his small mouth. Their bodies rocked the bed, and their sweat mingled and stained the sheets. Their lips crushed together, their tongues hungrily trying to devour the others mouth as Sen thrust his powerful body deep into Nicol, his cock pulsing and jerking deep in him. The knot in his stomach was tightening, his eyes rolling to the back of his head in a flash of white heat.

In one, blinding moment, he came, thrusting his cock deep inside as he spilled his orgasm on Nicol's inner walls, the velvet slickness tightening around him as Nicol's nails tore the skin of his back in his own orgasm, Nicol shooting creamy essence between himself and Sen.

It was over, Sen pushing a few post orgasm thrusts into Nicol, his body weak as he stared down at Nicol, so beautiful as he recovered. His eyes lidded, the blond bangs sticking to his face as he panted for dear air. He pushed his lips against the boy's a chaste kiss, brushing the sticky bangs from his face. A pang shot in his heart. He wondered how many times Nicol actually appeared like this after sex, and couldn't help but wish that this image was his alone, precious like diamond that no one else had ever seen.

"That was fucking....fuck..." Nicol flashed a grin, trying to pull Sen closer to him.

"Yeah..." Sen collapsed on top of Nicol, the two trying to gather their breath. "That was wonderful."

"Don't get too full of yourself." Truth was, the kid did a good job. He was trying to think of a word stronger than mind-blowing to describe his current after glow. He reached for the bed side table, actually taking mind not to rustle Sen, and grabbed his lighter and a cigarette that he pushed into his rosy lips before lighting. Sweet nicotine, the perfect ending to any sex. "Want one?" He offered. He knew he was getting soft when he started offering his precious cigarettes to someone else.


"Nah, those things will kill ya." Nicol laughed as he watched Sen groping on the floor in search of something. His eyes widened as Sen pulled his gun from the floor. Nicol's heart dropped as he briefly stared down the barrel of the gun, before Sen turned it to the open window and fired, a deafening shot ringing through the apartment.

Realizing he'd held his breath, Nicol snatched the gun from Sen and tossed it to the floor. "Are you fuckin' stupid!? Don't fire that thing in here!"

"I'm not scared to fire it now. Don't worry, when the time comes, I won't hesitate."

"Dumb-fucking-ass." Taking a drag of his cigarette, Nicol pushed his foot into Sen's belly and kicked the boy to the floor. "Get out, go not get raped for the day. I'm getting some sleep. And you ever fire my gun in the house again, I'll beat your ass senseless."

After falling silent for a moment, Sen felt the need to address an insecurity. "Um...Nicol..." Darting up, his azure eyes landed on the fidgeting boy redressing himself. Shame, Nicol would have to buy him less conservative wear.

"What?"

"Did I do okay?" The boy was blushing, Nicol almost felt like teasing him.

Another drag of his sweet cigarette. "I've had a hell of a lot worse kid." And few better. Couldn't let him know that. "And since that was your first time, it wasn't at all bad. But where the fuck did you pick up foreplay if you're a virgin?"

"W-Well, I...I um...read about them...." His blush deepened.

"You read romance novels!?" Nicol threw his head back in laughter. "Ah, that's good kid. Now get outta here, I need my sleep." He put his half-smoked cigarette on the night stand ash tray and curled up in his covers.

The sound of shoes shuffling, a click of the door, and Sen was gone. Nicol sighed. He needed a drink, some pot, and a raw fuck to remind him that sex was just a way to make money. But damn, if the kid wouldn't make a good substitute for Cougar, no one would ever be able too. Nicol shut his eyes, he'd get a few hours of sleep and then go work, but he really just wanted to stay in bed all day and bask in after glow.

Sen moved across the apartment parking lot, an almost skip to his step, his thoughts drifting to his and Nicol's indiscretion that morning. He wondered if it meant anything to Nicol. He knew it didn't, but he couldn't help but have a thought lingering in his head that Nicol didn't make him pay. Maybe that had meant something. And looking into those bright blue eyes as his orgasm ripped from his body was the closest experience to heaven he could get in this city. Hell, the world even.

As his thoughts swirled, a cry for help cut through the parking lot, Sen's brown orbs darting to the other side where he witnessed a young girl no older than twenty being harassed by one of the local street gangs. They were tossing her around, laughing at her, rubbing themselves foully against her.

Sen shook his head. He couldn't get involved. There was nothing he'd be able to do, and he'd only end up right along with her. Still, as he watched the innocent girl cry and beg for someone to help her, his morality desperately fought against his common sense. Sen couldn't say which was winning.

"Somebody help me, please!"

"Shut up, stupid ass bitch!" The man smacked her, Sen swearing even from his distance he saw a tooth flying.

His fist balled into a tight ball his morality decided it prudent to take over his body and guide his feet, but a strong hand gripping his shoulder shocked him from his prepared assistance. He spun around, greeted by the kind elderely gaze of the bartender from the day before.

"It ain't worth it sonny. She offered her kid to those people for drugs, any punishment they give her is well deserved. C'mon." The old man didn't wait for Sen's objections and began to pull him along before the gang took notice.

"You can't be serious! That's awful."

They walked down the sidewalk of the street now passing the many buildings whose original names were no longer discernible from graffiti. The prostitutes who stood outside could be mistaken for free advertisement, though. As they walked, the old barkeep started to laugh. "Okay, you got me, I don't know why the gang was harassing her."

Sen's eyebrow quirked. "Then why would you say something like that?"

His raspy laughter died down. "Because son, in this town no one's innocent. Not even a fresh-faced kid like you. If you're after the Black Cougar, you have no innocent intentions." Sen winced, the words slicing an all to accurate blade. "You can't be altruistic here, it just ain't realistic. That girl may have been completely guilty, or completely innocent, but the fact is getting involved wouldn't have helped anything. It's easier to assume she's guilty and just keep your nose out of it, than assume she's innocent and get involved and be killed for it. People handle themselves in this town, there ain't no cops to come save the day."

Incredibly depressing, but Sen could believe it. The old man seemed to speak from experience, likely having once made the very mistake Sen was about to make. As they walked, Sen quickly realized the old man was leading him down an alleyway in to the area of his bar. Sen hadn't realized he'd been so tense not realizing where they were heading, but as they headed to familiar territory he allowed himself to relax. The old man shuffled with his ring of keys for a moment before finally finding the one that unlocked the door, and walked in.

Sen thought Nicol's room had been bad. He barely recognized the bar he'd walked in the day before. The chairs were scattered, tables over turned. Beer mugs and other drink glasses scattered on the floor, and more than one type of bodily excrement fermenting in disgusting piles and splatters.

"Big party last night?"

"No, just last night." Sen took a moment to realize this was a typical work day. "Kid, you looking for a job?"

It seemed that fortune smiled on him. "Y-Yeah! Why?" He'd almost forgotten he hadn't eaten since yesterday morning."

"Because, I could use help cleaning this place. I'll pay you minimum wage but you'll get free drinks. I don't care if you're underage."

"I'll take it! Thank you sir!" Sen nodded his head appreciatively again.

The old man began gathering glasses from the floor and setting them on the bar to be cleaned, his old eyes watching the boy happily begin to pick up over turned tables. The kid was far too innocent to be in such a gutter of a town. He didn't at all look forward to the metamorphosis that was sure to come, when the kid eventually became a street rat just like everyone else.

"My name's Alan by the way, but since my bars in an alleyway folks tend to call me Alley. I think they were drunk when they came up with it." Both he and Sen laughed.

"My name's Sen."

"Well Sen, maybe you can do me a favor."

"Sure."

"Tell me why a kid who looks like he has such a bright future doing here. Nothing good comes from this town." Again Sen winced, the man was far too sharp.

"To kill the Black Cougar."

Nicol purred, his lips pressed to the man on his right, their tongues tangling as the man to his left ran his fingers through Nicol's blond hair. "You're so beautiful..." The man cooed, their tongues parting. In his hands, Nicol worked both of their erections pumping them in unison. Nicol fancied himself somewhat ambidextrous in that way. In the damp alleyway of the street, the two men huddled in close to shield their little whore from the eyes outside, not that anyone cared.

"Like that, baby?" His smile was as fake as any pleasure he got from the two men. Smearing the pre-ejaculate of both erections across the head, he made them nice and slick eliciting shudders and moans from both men.

The man to his right, whose one hand stroked Nicol's blond curls and the other pulling the joint back to his lips took a strong hit, before pulling Nicol's mouth to his and sharing the weed with his purchase. Nicol's head swam as he hungrily ate into the kiss, if only to get a little bit higher. He hated the taste of the man's mouth.

Their pot poisoned kiss broke. "I want you to suck my cock for me."

"It's gonna cost."

"More weed?"

"Cash, baby." Here came the most important job of any hooker. Not looking good, but being able to sell it. "I agreed to handjobs for some cheap ass weed..." He gripped the cocks harder, giving them a few harsh pumps to drive his point home. "But my mouth is so much better than my hands..." He pressed his lips to the man's clothed chest, hot and wet.

"Fine, I'll pay, just wrap that pretty mouth around our dicks."

"Can do, sweetie. Just one more hit though, pretty please?" Puppy dog eyes, so innocent and no man who bought a prostitute could resist them. The joint was pressed to his lips, Nicol taking a puff as cheap encouragement. If nothing else, it would keep down the bile when the men came in his mouth. And they would, they always did.

Nicol dropped to his knees, making a sensual slide down the man's chest. One of the two became anxious, pressing his member to Nicol's closed mouth and smearing the pearly fluid over his lips, giving a nice glossy luster to them.

"Easy babe, this isn't your first time." No, not like a certain other guy he knew. He kissed the head as though he'd offended it some how, taking it in first. This one was likely to come quicker. The carefree moan was a good "quick ejaculator" signal too. Nicol never complained about quick ejaculators when he was working.

In one easy swallow he deep throated the member, pumping the other one in his hands. He ran his tongue along the vein, and applied wet pressure to the sensitive area just under the head. His one free hand slid up the man's leg, grasping the rather average sac and kneading it like dough in his fingers as he bobbed his head up and down the length. Nicol figured he'd finish quickly and go get a drink, so he decided to play a little. Pulling off the cock, he gave the throbbing a head a few licks. "Fuck my mouth, baby. I want it." He took a moment to pay the other man's special attention with his hand, giving it a few more earnest tugs.

The man obliged, gripping Nicol's blond roots and slamming furiously into Nicol's mouth. Had Nicol not long since defeated his gag reflex, he'd have already vomited from the furious thrusts. Too fucking anxious. The balls he were kneading sprung from the jeans from the hard thrusts and began slapping against his chin as the man rocked his hips in powerful thrusts.

A few final thrusts, and a violent convulsing as the shot a few thick spurts of semen deep into Nicol's throat, flooding his small mouth with his surprisingly heavy load. Almost on cue, the man in his hand let out a moan as his own release came in a few heavy shots that splattered creamy ropes across Nicol's face. Nicol outstretched his tongue, allowing some of the man's seed to land on his tongue which he swallowed down eagerly. "So good..." He moaned, though he never got a taste for the stuff. Just people tended to pay more for a good "cumslut."

The wad of cash was thrust into his hand. "You earned it, babe. I bet I had the best cock you ever tasted."

"You were good enough to go without pay." In Nicol's mind he was rolling on his ass laughing. The bastard had to reassure himself that he didn't come way too early. It was only cute with little virgin boys like his new room mate. For the older men above him, it was just pathetic.

"I'll be back."

"I'll be waiting." For money.

As he tossed the broom back into the closet from which it came, Sen quickly came to think of night falling as a very genuine blessing. He'd rearranged disheveled furniture, cleaned the damn floors that had a surprising variety of human excrement on them, and helped Alley to wash the dishes. All on a damn empty stomach no less. As his stomach tied into a painful knot to eat itself, Sen made a few final runs through the room to make sure everything was in order.

"Alright, I guess that's everything."

"Did good kid." Alley praised, still cleaning the counter with a dirty rag. "See ya tommorow."

"Need me to stay the night? Bars usually get busy..."

"Don't bother, kid. You're not near prepared to stay at this place overnight. Just go home, and get some sleep." With that, Alley waved Sen on. Sighing, extremely tired, but more hungry, Sen said goodbye and departed the bar.

He didn't walk far before the weight of his hunger crashed down on him. His vision was woozy, and his head felt light. He hadn't eaten since the morning before, and that had been light. He wondered if old Alley would be so kind as to spare him a meal, after all, he wasn't going to get paid until the end of the week, and there was no way in hell he would last until then.

"Good evening, beautiful."

Alarmed, Sen spun around to find a rather portly man standing there, bald and with a crazy look in his spectacled eyes, and no good intention hidden in the pockets of his cheap blazer. He stepped forward, placing his hand on the flat of Sen's stomach. "So firm..." He cooed, Sen too weak to fight him off.

"Get off me!" It was the best defense he could offer. He was too weak to run, and too weak to fight back. Between cleaning Nicol's house, having sex with Nicol, and then cleaning the bar, not to mention all the traveling he'd been doing, he just didn't have any energy left in his starved body.

He pushed his porky lips to Sen's face. "Don't be like that babe, how much would a night with you cost."

Just as Sen pulled the words "I'm not for sale" to his mouth, they were pulled back in by Sen's stomach whenever the man withdrew a rather fat wad of cash from his pocket, a hundred dollar bill stacking the top.

"Would this cover it?"

Sen's mouth watered. He could eat. One night with this man, and he might actually save himself from dying shriveled up in a dumpster. Still, his morality was desperately battling his survival instinct, but for once in his life Sen actually felt his stomach might be more important than any moral compass.

"Alright, let's go." He wasn't proud of it, but damn he needed to survive. He had a lot to live for, after all.

As the fat man wrapped his flabby arm around Sen's narrow waist and whisked him along, Sen couldn't help but cringe. But, the man holding the cash in his hand seemed to lessen the disgust of it all.

"What the fuck are you doing!?"

Both Sen and the fat man spun around to find a very angry, petite blond armed with a switch blade that was quickly pressing against the man's neck, his sky blue eyes narrow on the man. "Get lost, you fat fuck!"

"Nicol!" Sen half cried, half-scolded. The fat man scampered away, Nicol pocketing his knife once he was safely out of sight.

"What the fuck is the matter with you!?" As Nicol approached him, Sen was suddenly glad Nicol had put his knife away, the rage in his eyes may have prompted Nicol to cut Sen's throat. "You dumb ass, do you have any idea what that guy does to people? Every whore in the neighborhood knows to stay away from him, he's got an extreme cutting fetish. As in, cutting through limbs with a fucking chainsaw!"

"What!? Look, I'm hungry, and he offered me money. I haven't eaten in two days!"

"You're hungry?" Nicol rolled his eyes. "C'mon then, I just earned a couple of extra dollars I'll get you something to eat. Just don't pull this shit again." Before Sen could object, Nicol captured his arm in a vice like grip and tugged him along. "It's gonna be burgers, and you better not complain!"

Sen wouldn't dare to complain. Surprising as it seemed, Nicol was going to be his savior tonight. He pulled him along, stopping at some low-budget burger shop and sitting Sen on a bench at the far end of the parking lot. He disappeared inside, returning a few moments later with a cheaply decorated bag of burgers. Plopping himself down beside Sen, he withdrew two of the greasy wrapped burgers that seemed to be three bites from a heart-attack and passed one to Sen, and unfolded one himself. "Here."

"Thanks." Sen quickly removed the wrapping and tore into the burger with desperate fervor, as though some strange soul might steal it out of his hands.

Nicol ate surprisingly elegantly, small bites that he chewed slowly and swallowed.

"Hey, Nicol...how did you know about that guy?" Sen had the courtesy to swallow his mouthful of burger before asking.

Taking another bite of his burger, Nicol fell silent before swallowing it. "He was a friend of mine. He got the same offer you did. The guy had a bit of a fetish, got carried away and ended up carving him up. Of course, police didn't do shit because..." Nicol began to laugh. "No need to explain I guess."

"I'm sorry..." The burger suddenly tasted worse.

"Don't be sorry. That's just how shit goes down. I told you right?" Nicol took another bite of his burger.

Watching on with curious eyes, his body recovering from it's former hunger, Sen began to see Nicol completely different from the street whore he met in the bar just yesterday. Added on to their time together that morning, Sen was beginning to see Nicol as less of a punk, and more of a person who just did what he needed to survive.

"Thanks, for the burger and for saving me." A faint streak of crimson crossed his face as he was probed by Nicol blue eyes. Finishing his burger, he crumpled the paper and tossed it to the heavily littered ground. "And for letting me crash at your place."

After watching Sen quietly for a moment, Nicol finally threw his head back in laughter.

"What!?"

Finishing his burger, and the last waves of laughter dying down, Nicol threw his burger wrapping to join Sen's. "Just imagining you as a hooker, I bet you'd cry your first time."

"Would not..." He pouted like a young child, a blush burning on his cheeks.

"Oh you would so cry, like a little baby, I bet. And with your luck, it'd be a guy who got off on it." Nicol's mocking laughter burned Sen's ears.

"I didn't cry this morning."

"I wasn't paying you babe. Trust me, when a guy pays you, he think he owns you, and then he gets macho misconceptions that he's the best you've ever had. It's pathetic. They're pathetic." In the back of his mind, Nicol knew he was the most pathetic. He catered those men.

Nicol stood, stretching his body out and yawning. "I've got another job tonight, so you head on back without me. I want some breakfast in the morning so have that ready. You can eat out of my fridge now, just don't eat everything. I didn't realize how broke you were. And you can sleep on the bed, when I'm not there. But if I come in and you're asleep on it, your ass is gonna fall rather unpleasantly too the floor."

Sen smiled as Nicol tried to be nice. "You gonna go see Cougar?"

"Yup."

Almost taken aback by Nicol's honesty, Sen stood and took hold of Nicol's shoulders. "Give him something for me." Without warning, he pressed his lips to Nicol's, the blond's eyes widening, before relaxing and pulling the boy closer, their tongues wrapping as they had earlier. Nicol grinded himself against Sen, who moaned and pulled Nicol ever closer. Their lips sealed air tight, their tongues playing like two innocent puppies as breathing became unsteady and their members became rock hard.

Sen broke the kiss, a confident smile on his face. "Give him a nice hard kiss for me. I want the bastard to taste me, to know I'm coming."

Nicol was stunned as he watched Sen walk away. The feral look in the boy's eyes when they kissed, the deadly grin as they broke. Nicol was definitely turned on by it all. His fingers pressed to his own lips as they memorized the taste.

Later that night, as Nicol approached Cougar's hideout apartment, he greeted the two guards, each who tried to pull him close for a kiss. Not yet. He had a delivery. He slipped in, Cougar already naked on the bed.

"So sexy, baby."

"Waiting for you, angel."

Pouncing on the bed, Nicol embraced Cougar and pushed his lips to the other, his tongue thrusting deep into Cougar's mouth. Cougar moaned, embracing Nicol close as their tongue played a mischievous game.


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a/n

Yes, this is a super quick update. It's been raining the past couple of days and I've had nothing to do but write. I miss the sun. I'm not even sure how this happened so fast, especially since I went through 3 completely different drafts of this chapter (all three different takes on how Sen loses his virginity)

Thanks for the feedback! Thanks to all who read, rated, and special thanks to you guys who reviewed. I'll try to keep the tone of this story dark, and avoid mushy feelies as much as possible (the dark tone seems to be well received.) Anyways, this A/N is going on a lil long, so later folks.