Love For Sale

It was a quiet car ride. I didn’t say anything at all, but the music teacher had plenty to say. Once we were on the road, he asked me my name. I didn’t mind. In fact, I felt like my old self again once I thought that this teacher wanted my services, so I experimented on him to see if he really wanted me. I relaxed in the passenger seat, and played with the side A.C. I felt like a didn’t have a care in the world after he started asking me things, but I didn’t think the teacher cared, and I could tell he was tense.

“What’s your name?” the music teacher asked me.

I smiled and looked up at him with a dreamy look in my eyes, the same look I gave all my clients when I was making deals with them “What’s your name first?” I asked back.
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The teacher laughed lightly, “Cole Varani.” he replied. “Now what’s yours?” he asked me again.

“What’s your favorite name?” I never really gave out my real name to clients, I hated it. I would only ask them their favorite name, and I would say that was my name. The clients liked it, and it gave the setting a more sexual feeling for me.

“Jared.”

“Well…that’s my name.” I laughed back, and crossed my legs over each other.

“I don’t believe that.” Cole said sternly.

“Yes it is.” I replied back, starting an argument with the music teacher. He was smarter then all my other clients, and I gave him credit for it. He gave me a sideways glance and a stern look. I knew he would not fall for any of my tricks, but I at least I had to give them a try.

“Tell me, what’s your real name?” he asked me again.

“It’s Kyle.” I sighed, leaning up against the car door. I looked outside the window and sighed again. I didn’t recognize this part of town, and wondered where I was. I spotted a few signs and advertisements, and realized that Cole had driven me into Salem, the capital.

Cole didn’t ask me any more questions, and concentrated on driving. The streets had become packed with afternoon traffic, and he did not want to get hit by another vehicle. When we were out of traffic, he pulled into a small shopping outlet where I saw a Denny’s in the far corner. He parked on the side of the diner, and we both got out. I smiled brightly at him and gave him a dreamy school girl look. That always made my clients smile or laugh, but Cole did not show any emotion. I thought it kind of strange, but I just moved on and followed him into Denny’s. Once inside, the hostess sat us in the back and gave us our menus to look over. I licked my lips as I looked over the menu, and from time-to-time at Cole. He was clueless that I was trying to flirt with him, but I didn’t want to stop. I laughed to myself as I pictured us sitting on the same side of the booth, and smiled even more as I continued envisioning me giving him a hand job while in the booth. I laughed to myself, but quickly shut up when Cole gazed up at me. I smiled and went back to looking at the menu.

“What can I have?” I asked, not knowing what to get. I really had nothing to eat in over a month. I had bought a few snacks when I first was living on the streets, but I went through those within the first two weeks. I started to dig through the trash after the snacks were gone, but I didn’t find too much to eat.

“Anything you want.” Cole sighed, pulling out some papers from his briefcase. I looked at the top paper and saw that it was a student paper. I realized that he was going to grade papers while I ate.

The waitress came over as he was talking, and I ordered. I ended up ordering a double cheeseburger with fries and a strawberry milkshake. Cole ordered coffee when I was done ordering, and the waitress smiled and left to put the orders in. Once the waitress left, Cole went straight to work grading papers. I picked up a sugar packet and played with it while I waited for my food. I looked at the papers that Cole was grading, and wondered what he class he taught.

“Will you please stop.” He asked. I stopped kicking his feet, and gave him a playful smile. I had been playing footsies with him, thinking that he would play along, but he just got annoyed.

“Sorry.” I said quietly, and pulled my feet back. “So what do you teach?” I asked, changing the subject. I didn’t try playing with him anymore; I just let nature take its course and waited for him to make his move on me.

“Music philosophy, and music history.” He replied, putting his students paper’s away. “What about you?” He asked, turning his attention on me. My food came shortly after he put the papers away, and I dug into the burger and fries. I smiled when he asked, and thought he was going to ask me how much it was for a fuck. “How long have you been living on the streets?”

“About a month.” I replied between bites.

“Are you a runaway?”

“No, I have been living in a brothel.”

“Brothel?” Cole’s eyes went wide and he was left speechless. “How old are you Kyle?”

“Seventeen.” I said with confidence, after I took a large gulp of my milkshake. I didn’t want to give out my real age. If I did, I thought he would turn me into the police.

“Kyle.” Cole was not falling for my age, and he looked at me sternly. I looked in his eyes and I felt like he was looking into my soul.

“Sixteen.” I lied again; bringing down my age to almost how old I really was. He continued to look at me with a cold hard stare, and I sighed. “Fourteen---but I will be fifteen next month.” I told him truthfully, thinking that telling him my birthday was next month will do me some good. It didn’t, and Cole sighed. He rested his head in his hands, and massaged his eyes. I noticed that he had a ring on his wedding finger and my hopes of ever getting into bed with this guy just went out the window. He was just like all the others, and I didn’t want to have another heartbreak. I had fallen in love with this man, and with his music, just like I did with Officer Rose, and thought I was really going to go far with him. But now I saw that there was no hope. I was never going to be loved.

He sighed again and I felt uncomfortable. I didn’t want to be here; I can truly tell now that he didn’t want to fuck me. “So you are fourteen years old, and you have been selling yourself?” I nodded. He sighed and said nothing after that. He just sipped his coffee, and I wondered what he was thinking. I knew that half of him was thinking of why I became a whore at such a young age, but I didn’t know what the other half was thinking. I stared at my half eaten food while he thought about what I was, and I ended up losing my appetite. I wiped my mouth, and took one last gulp of my milkshake before I stood up. Cole looked up from his thoughts when I stood, and he had on a confused look.

“Well…It was nice meeting you, Cole.” I sighed. “But I need to run. Thanks for the meal.” I gave him a soft smile as I waved goodbye and left.

“Kyle, wait.” I heard Cole call. I stopped and turned to see what he wanted. He stood and came up to me. “How much?”

I laughed slightly, thinking that he was insane. I looked him over a few times, reading his body language, and I found he was serious. I wasn’t into married men after what happened with Officer Rose, but I guessed one more night wouldn’t hurt. I looked around to see if anyone else was in the room, I didn’t want to tell any of my clients my prices if anyone else was in the room. I wanted everything to be a secret, and since no one else was in the room I decided to tell him. “My prices vary,” I began. “For a touch and go it’s twenty-five. For a hand job, fifty. A blow, seventy five. But if you are looking for a fuck, it’s a hundred. Pick your choice.” I smirked, and place a hand on my hips.

“I meant for the whole night.” Cole said.

“Oh…well I don’t know if you can afford it.”

“Why do you say that?” he asked, folding his hands in front of him.

“I know how much teachers make a month, subtract taxes and monthly bills, there is really nothing left.”

“Try me.” he smirked

I snickered and shook my head. This guy was just as stubborn as me, and I liked it. “All right then, it’s five hundred.”

“Fine. Do you take checks?”

I laughed slightly harder. I had never accepted a check before, but since this was his first time, I made an exception. I nodded, and he pulled out his checkbook from his inside jacket pocket. I told him to make it out to cash, and he did. Once all the “I’s” were dotted and the “T’s” crossed, he handed me the check and I thanked him by pecking him on the cheek. “Thank’s love.” I smiled, and pocketed the check.

“You’re welcome.” Cole replied, placing his checkbook back in his pocket. “Shall we go then, if you are finished with your dinner?”

“Yes I am.” I smiled, and followed him out with him after he paid the bill.

I walked with a small bounce in my step as we walked back to Cole’s car. I was so happy, I was finally on my way back to getting my room back at the brothel. When we were inside the car, Cole started to back out, while I started to crawl over the divider. I placed one hand on the divider, and other on Cole’s crotch, causing him to jump and almost run into the car behind him. I laughed and gently laid a kiss over Cole’s shocked face. He looked at me and pushed me away. I tried kissing him again, but he pushed me down.

“What are you trying to do?” Cole asked.

“You paid for the night, so I am giving you your money’s worth.” He sighed and leaned over. I thought he was going to kiss me, so I leaned forward.

I was surprised though that he missed my lips. He missed my whole body all together, and I turned my head to see he was reaching for the seatbelt. I leaned back and allowed him to buckle me, keeping me from attempting to kiss him again. He gave me a wide ass smirk before he put the car into drive, and he drove out of the parking lot. I was restless for the whole car ride. I wanted to give Cole a blowjob while he was driving, but he would push me away if I did. I just stayed seated until Cole stopped the car, and then I would attempt to do business with him again. It was another quiet car ride, but this time I felt there was tension in the atmosphere. I looked around the dark vehicle, and saw that we were heading out of the city, but we were not heading back towards the college. Twenty minutes out from the restaurant, Cole turned off the freeway and turned up into the hills. I looked up and saw that there were a few homes located on the hillside, and wondered which one was his. Half way up, he turned off the road again, and into a driveway. I gasped when I saw a large two story white glass house come into view. The outside lights were on, making the house look bigger and beautiful. The house was steered off towards the right, causing a great view of the city below in the distance.

“You live here?” I gasped, stepping out of Cole’s car and on to the front steps of his house.

“Yep.” he said, not paying any attention to me as he fumbled with his keys to open the door. Once he got it open, he stepped inside and I stepped in after him. He flipped on the light switch when he was fully inside, and I was left speechless.

The living room was so beautifully decorated, that it made my room look like shit. The color pattern was black, white, and silver, and there were pictures of artwork that matched the room perfectly. I took one step into the room, and saw that there was a large window that covered the while wall, and had a beautiful view of the city. There were two steps leading downward to a sunken level to the left, and I saw a grand piano just to the left of that. I looked around the room and saw a T.V. seated across from the piano, and a small plant next to it. The white leather couch looked welcoming, and I jumped right onto it. I heard Cole place his briefcase on the kitchen table, which could be seen from the couch, and saw Cole slump in a chair. From where I was, he looked sad. I frowned, and slowly got up off the couch. I walked over to him, taking off my shirt as I did, and put my arms around his shoulders. I gently kissed his cheek, and he didn’t move. I smiled, thinking that he was now willing to have me kiss him. My smile got wider, and I kissed his cheek again. He let out a sigh; he still didn’t acknowledge that I was hanging on him. I took this chance to continue, and I let out a soft moan. I gazed up towards his ear, and it looked appetizing. I laughed in a hush tone, and I began nibbling on his earlobe. He jumped and pulled away from when I bit down, causing me to jump as well.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Cole asked, sounding kind of angry.

“Doing my job.” I replied. “Now are we going to fuck tonight or not? ” I was a little bit angry now. He had paid for my services for the night, but he was not showing any signs of wanting them.

“You’re right.” Cole sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “I paid for your services, so I am going to use them.”

I smiled and strolled playfully over to him. “What do you have in mind?”

He laughed and brushed a few strands of hair out of my face. “Fist, I want you to go upstairs and take a nice hot shower.” I laughed, liking the sound of that, and draped my arms around him again. “After that you can meet me in the master bedroom. Does that sound good to start off with?”

“Oh, yeah.” I smirked, reaching up and giving him a kiss. He then led me up the stairs and I saw that the upstairs was just as beautiful as the downstairs. He led me to the second door on the right, and switched on the light to reveal a large bathroom.

“Take as much time as you need.” Cole said, taking out a towel from the cabinet and placing it on the sink. “When you are done, I will be waiting for you in my bedroom. It will be the last door on the left.” He gave me one last smile as he passed me, and headed out the door.

“Wait.” I called, grabbing his wrist to stop him. “You’re not going to join me?”

“No, I’m afraid not.” he said.

“Why? It will be more fun if we took a shower together.”

“I’m sure it will be,” Cole laughed. “But I need to get everything ready for tonight.”

“Okay then.” And I let his wrist go. I let Cole exit the bathroom before I turned on the hot water, and started to undress.

I left the bathroom door open, just in case Cole wanted to see the show or join in. He didn’t though, and I ended up taking a shower by myself. I was okay with it though, I hadn’t had a proper shower in over a month, so I needed time to myself. I stepped into the shower once I was done undressing, and stepped right into a scorching hot shower. I backed away from the shower head, and reached around the water to bring down the temperature. I slowly stepped under the water once it was the right temperature, and began washing the filth and grime off of me. I had only taken a real shower only once since I moved out of the brothel and that only lasted five minutes in a trailer park bathroom. This time I was going to get myself squeaky clean. I washed my hair first, washing it twice so that every last strand on my head didn’t show any remnants of dirt. I washed everything else after I washed my hair, twice, and I mean everything. I didn’t want any dirt on me while I was fucking Cole. It had been too long for me since I last done it, and I didn’t want to smell like a pig. It felt good to have a clean body for once, and I got a little too excited as I washed. I ended up getting an erection from all my scrubbing. I groaned when it got harder as I cleaned it, and I debated if I should get rid of it or keep it. I decided to keep my erection, and turned off the water once I felt I was squeaky clean. I stepped out of the shower and cleaned myself, careful not to do anything to my happy member. I wrapped my towel around my waist, hiding my erection.

I walked down the bedroom where Cole said he would be, and I found that the door was open with him sitting on the bed. He looked to be in a daze again, so I snuck up behind him. He turned around once I got on the bed, and I smiled. He gave me a small smile back and I leaned in and my smile widened.

“Enjoyed your shower?” Cole asked.

“Yeah…I did.” I said slowly, trying to seduce him once more. “You ready for bed?” I stepped off the bed and walked over to stand in front of Cole.

“Actually…I am.” he yawned between words.

“Then let’s get into bed.” I took off my towel as I said, revealing my erection to him. I smirked, but I questioned his reaction a bit. He closed his eyes, and again massaged his neck. He gave a small sigh, and I could tell that he felt kind of awkward seeing me naked. He looked up at me, and I could tell that he was trying not to look at my lower half, and I thought that it was cute. I laughed, and slowly leaned down to push him down to the bed for a night of fun, but he stopped me before I could do anything..

“Wait, Kyle.” Cole quickly said, a tone of urgency in his voice, and I was shocked. “I think it’s best that I tell you that I’m straight, and that I have no intention of doing anything with you.”

“Then why did you say you wanted to do it?” I cried, getting angry with him again.

“I did not say that, Kyle.”

“Yes you did. When you handed me the check that said to me that you wanted to fuck me for the night.”

“Kyle, the only reason why I paid for tonight is so you don’t have to sleep on the streets tonight.” My jaw dropped. I could not believe what he was saying. I was tricked again, and I didn’t like it. I looked down at the floor, and felt like I was the biggest ass of all time. My heart had fooled me again, and all I wanted to do was cry. “I am sorry for deceiving you Kyle.” I heard Cole say. I was so angry with both him and myself, that I didn’t want to look at him. “You are welcome to sleep in my bed tonight if you want to, I will take the couch downstairs.” I didn’t say anything. I just stared at the ground and waited for him to leave. He sat on the bed for a little while longer, not saying anything. I wanted him to say that this was all a big joke, and that he was going to give me a big fat kiss and tell me that he was sorry, but he didn’t. Instead he stood up and walked over to a side door next to the bed. “You can also wear some of my pajama’s if you want, seeing that you only have a jeans and a shirt.”

“Thanks.” I said, not noticing that I even said it and took the pajamas from him.

“If you need anything, you know where to find me. Good night, Kyle.” And he left the room

“Wait!” I cried, turning around to face him. He was standing in the door frame, his hand on the door knob. “What side do you sleep on?” I asked. If I wasn’t going to sleep with him tonight, at least I would dream and pretend I was sleeping with him.

“I sleep on the left side.” he replied, half smiling at me.

“Thank you and good night to you too.” And with that Cole left me to sleep alone.

When Cole had left, I stepped into the pajamas he gave me and crawled on the right side of the bed. I wanted the bed to feel warm and cozy, but it felt cold to me and I felt unwelcome in Cole’s bed. I turned over on my side, and adjusted the extra pillow on the left so that it resembled a torso. I moaned as I scooted closer to it, thinking that Cole was lying next to me naked. I smiled brightly as I nuzzled my head into the pillow; thinking that it was his chest and pretended I was intertwining my legs with his. I moaned as my erection started to irritate me, and I decided that should probably get rid of it before I fell asleep. I managed to slip out of the bottoms, and kick them off the bed. I smiled as I placed a hand on the pillow, and grabbed my dick with the other. As I started stroking it, I imagined Cole was beside me, stroking it himself as he place a kiss over my face every so often. I licked my lips as I stroked faster, moaning out his name as I grabbed a handful of the pillow and continued my new fantasy of Cole.