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Title: Rent Boy (1/3)
Rating: Very NC-17
Pairing: Dom/Orli, implied monaboyd and elijah/ian
Summary: Dominic's a rent boy and orlando's a rich boy. smut ensues. It's basically...um...Pretty Woman meets Best Little Whore House in Texas meets Risky Business. O_O if that made any sense then shoot me.
Disclaimer: Didn't happen
Warning: BDSM, breif mention of orlando and blood obsession, nudity, smut, slash..(those last three were freaking duhs)..um...i'm sure there are other things in this worth mentioning, but i dont remember what they were
Author: Me, billylovesdom@hotmail.com
Authors notes: Um, this is the first part, i'll post the 2nd part like...this weekend. Um this was written for pipsqueaked for reasons she knows O_O Also, this was written b/c i like rough smut and prostitute smut and i dont think theres enough of that sort of pr0n out there. so enjoy this 5000 words of trash :D
Feedback: Is really appreciated. Never written like this before, begging for the good and the bad


Orlando consumed another beer, the fifth, and looked around the bar. He needed sex. He was sick of everyone and everything around him. Sex should help. Sex always helped. He glared at all the guys in the bar. Not his flavor for tonight. He sighed and threw some bills down for the bartender and walked out of the bar. Then he saw him.

Dominic was scared. He had never even had sex with a girl, much less a guy and here he was in the middle of the gay district in his own bloody hometown trying to pick up a guy. He knew that Ian had been bad news from the moment he saw him. Positively knew, but he didn’t listen to his conscience and now he was a rent boy. He groaned and looked at the pretty boy who had just stepped out of the bar. Long brown curly hair, perfect skin tone, tall, gorgeous and he was looking right at Dominic. Dom sighed and waited for him to approach.

“Looking for some action?” Dominic sounded shy.

Orlando kept staring at him, not his type really. Kind of…goofy looking…not real cute, or manly for that matter. Orlando tilted his head to the side when Dominic spoke. Shy. One of Ian’s new ones he supposed. He didn’t get rent boys, didn’t like them, but he, like every other man that frequented this sodding district, knew about Ian’s boys. This one was different from most of the boys. He was shy which meant he was new. Which meant…

Orlando smirked. “I sure am.” Orlando leaned against the wall. “What can you offer?”

Dominic swallowed. Ohdearsweetmotherofjesus he’s beautiful. He looked like an angel leaned over him like that, the light from the streetlamp nearly illuminating him. Dominic licked his dry lips. “Depends on what you want…” When did his voice get so…sultry?

Orlando grinned again at the boy’s attempts. “How old are you, boy?”

“23.”

“Not really boys then, are you?”

Dominic shook his head. “No, guess not.”

“How much…” Orlando put his hands on either side of Dominic’s head. “Would a blow job cost?”

“20”

“20 pounds?”

“Yeah.”

Orlando smirked and leaned in closer, his face being inches away from Dominics’. “What’s your name, Rent Boy?”

“Dom-Dominic.”

“Oh, don’t stutter on my behalf. Name’s…Orlando. How much is a shag?”

“50.”

“Fifty? For you? That’s a bit cheap.”

Dominic blushed. Orlando leaned in and brushed his lips over Dominics’. “Fifty is what…”

Orlando crushed his lips roughly against Dominic. Dominic gasped and clutched at Orlando’s side. Orlando smiled when he broke the kiss. “Fifty is what I’ll pay. Come with me, Rent Boy.”

Dominic followed him and glanced over at Ian who was watching from across the street. Orlando shoved Dominic up against his car and pressed their lips together again. Dominic gasped and kissed back, reveling in the taste of the ale in Orlando’s mouth. Orlando and Dominic’s tongues battled for some sort of dominance. Orlando pulled away and then bit down on Dominic’s bottom lip.

Dominic whimpered and closed his eyes. Orlando grinned and then licked softly at the bottom lip. “I run this show Rent Boy. My money, my show.”

Orlando opened the car door and grabbed Dominic by the neck, shoving him in the car. Dominic gasped at the sheer force of it. Orlando got in and drove to his house. “How much is a suck and fuck?”

Dominic searched his brain, trying to remember. “It’s, um…60!”

Orlando laughed. “And if I keep you the whole night?”

“That is definitely 300.”

“Good, consider 300 made.”

Dominic blushed.

(---)

Once at Orlando’s house, Orlando slammed Dominic against the door of the house and kissed him again, pinning him there and grinding against him. Dominic let out a soft moan against Orlandos’ mouth. Orlando chuckled. “Something tells me you’ve never done this before Rent Boy.”

Dominic gasped when Orlando bit down on one of his earlobes. “Am I right?”

Dominic nodded. “Yeah…”

“Good then all the more fun for me.”

Orlando got the door open and shoved Dominic into the house hard enough to make him stumble. Orlando laughed. Dominic turned and starred at him. Orlando smirked, “Living room. I want a strip show.”

Dominic stripped for Orlando, slowly, unbuttoning his shirt and sliding it off. Straddling one of Orlando’s legs and pulling his under shirt off, he was scared and nervous there wasn’t any music and he didn’t like this. Orlando reached up and grabbed one of Dominic’s belt loops, pulling him down into his lap. Dominic gasped and moved to where he was completely straddling Orlando. “Good boy,” Orlando purred.

Dominic leaned in and brushed his lips over Orlandos’. Orlando captured him and gave him a rough kiss. His tongue shoved in to Dominics’ mouth, not asking for permission but taking what it wanted. Their tongues fought roughly against each other for several minutes. Dominic moaned into Orlandos’ mouth when Orlando gripped his hips, grinding the two of them together.

Orlando bit his bottom lip and then moved to kissing over his jaw and biting down on his neck. Dominic squirmed and tried to pull himself away. Orlando clung to his hips, fingers digging in hard enough to bruise. Dominic groaned, “Hey…c’mon….”

Orlando laughed and pressed the heel of one of his hands against the bulge forming in Dominic’s pants. “I think you like it.”

Dominic blushed. “I…have never and…”

Orlando laughed, rudely. “You’re scared? Shouldn’t have picked me up.”

Orlando shoved Dominic out of his lap with a growl. “Finish the show, Rent Boy.”

Dominic undid his trousers and unzipped them, sliding him slowly down. Orlando grinned; the Rent Boy wasn’t wearing pants. Orlando laughed. “No pants?”

Dominic shook his head. Orlando motioned for him to turn and Dominic did so slowly. Once Dominic’s back was to Orlando he reached forward and pulled him in his lap. Dominic gasped, at some point Orlando had pulled his own shirt off and now he was enjoying the feel of warm skin on warm skin. Orlando buried his face into Dominics’ neck. He licked and then bit down, one hand trailing over the expanse of Dominics’ chest. Dominic groaned when Orlando grabbed his dick roughly.

“Oh yeah, you like that…”

Dominic groaned. “I thought…I thought…”

“You’d be pleasing me?”

Dominic nodded and groaned, thrusting upwards, when Orlandos’ thumb flicked over the tip. “You will be…”

Orlando pushed Dominic in the floor and stood up, sliding his own trousers and pants off. Dominic turned got on his knees. “Ever sucked dick before, Rent Boy?”

Dominic shook his head. “I…haven’t…no.”

Orlando grinned. “First time for everything.”

Orlando stood in front of the kneeling man. He pressed the tip of his length to Dominics’ mouth. Dominic grabbed it with one hand and slipped his tongue out slowly, swiping it over the slit. Orlando grinned and grabbed a hold of Dominic’s hair. “Open your mouth, Rent Boy.”

Dominic opened his mouth wide and nearly choked as Orlando thrust into his mouth. Orlando grinned and held the boys head still, letting him accommodate to it. Dominic closed his eyes and started to suck, hoping he was doing this right, trying to remember that one guys pointers to him. Orlando grinned and started to thrust slowly into his mouth. Dominic did his best, trying to do it right for the man paying for it.

Orlando finally pulled away slowly, and glanced down. Dominics’ eyes were shut, his face was flushed, there was a small bit of pre-cum smeared on his lip and Orlandos’ dick was slick with spit. Orlando groaned and despite himself he started to stroke his dick slowly. Dominic opened his eyes and licked the tip, looking up at Orlando. Orlando bit his lip and grabbed Dominic by the hair, dragging him up and releasing his dick.

Dominic licked his lip and then Orlando crushed their lips together. Dominic groaned into Orlandos’ mouth and wrapped his arms around his waist. Orlando started walking Dominic towards the bedroom, not breaking the kiss. Dominic fell when the back of his knees his the edge of the bed. He looked up at Orlando and moved further onto the bed. Orlando crawled over to him smiling, with something in his hand.

Dominic was slowly becoming more and more nervous. Not knowing what to expect. Orlando shoved him down on the mattress hard and before Dom could protest he was flipped onto his stomach and handcuffed to the bed. Dominic tried to fight the cuffs but it was to no avail. Orlando kissed him, “Calm down, Rent Boy. I’m not going to hurt you…too much.”

Orlando winked and left the bed. Dominic squirmed against the handcuffs again and whined. “Orlando? Come on, this isn’t funny.”

Orlando reappeared in a flash, lube and condoms in hand. “No…it isn’t is it?”

Dominic turned over his shoulder and stared at the man behind him, even naked and being very rude he looked like a fucking god. Dominic bit his bottom lip. Orlando started trying to comfort him, his hand stroked over the side of his face. “Calm down, Rent Boy. I’m not going to hurt you. I just like teasing.”

Dominic whined. “Why are you calling me ‘Rent Boy’? I told you my name.”

“’Rent Boy’ isn’t personal, Dominic. I don’t want a personal encounter…Rent Boy.”

Dominic nodded and licked his lips. “Are you going to…hurt me?”

“When I fuck you?”

Dominic nodded.

“Yeah.”

Dominic swallowed hard and closed his eyes. He took a deep breath trying to prepare him self for the inevitable. Orlando laughed. “Calm down and it won’t be so bad.”

Orlando observed as Dominic was up on his knees, hands attached to the bed and legs spread. Nice. He quickly shoved his two slick fingers into the tight opening.

Dominic groaned despite himself when two slick fingers forced their way into his tight, unused opening. He used the cuffs to pull himself forward, trying to avoid the unavoidable. He fought his bindings and whined, “Goddamnit!”

Orlando growled. “Calm the fuck down, Rent Boy.”

Orlando scissored his fingers slowly and then slipped a third in. Dominic growled and tried to get away. “Fuck! It hurts Orlando!”

“No shit, Rent Boy, now shut the fuck up.”

Orlando pulled his fingers away and made sure the condom was on right. He positioned the tip of his cock to Dominics’ tight opening and grinned, he shoved in, sinking deep and burying himself into Dominic. Orlando groaned and held still, trying to get a hold of him self, it was tighthotandfuckingperfect. He groaned and pressed his forehead against the nape of Dominics’ neck. He growled against the hot, sweaty skin, “Fuck, Rent Boy, you feel nice.”

Dominic choked when he felt the slender and long cock sink into him roughly. Jesusfuckingchrist that was the worst burning hurt he had ever felt in his life. He gasped and jerked, trying to get away but he was held by the handcuffs and slender fingers digging into the flesh of his hip. “God…Orlando…that…oh god that fucking hurt.”

Dominic winced and whined. Orlando growled and reached under a pillow, pulling out a scarf. He gagged Dominic and slowly started to move out. He shoved back in harder than he had pulled out. Dominic whimpered, tears beginning to form and slip down his face. Dominic fought the handcuffs and…

Dominics’ thoughts were cut short when Orlando brushed against something. Dominics’ eyes shot open and his struggling stopped. Orlando was holding himself still. He whispered into Dominics’ ear. “Oh…your tune’s changed now, has it Rent Boy? Yeah…relax now and give that sweet little ass over and I promise, swear upon my life that I’ll keep you feeling…” Orlando pulled slowly out and pushed back in, hitting right over the spot. “…that good.”

Dominic pushed his head back against Orlandos’ shoulder and moaned, moving his hips for the man behind him. Orlando bit down on the fleshy bulb of Dominics’ earlobe. “That’s a good Rent Boy…Now let me do the work.”

Orlando dug his fingers deeper into Dominics’ hips, hard enough to bruise, and started thrusting. His thrusts alternated between rough and gentle, fast and slow. He brushed across the spot whenever Dominic didn’t expect it, driving him crazy. Finally, he felt all reason leaving him and he bit down roughly on Dominics’ shoulder and started to thrust fast and rough.

Dominic groaned as he felt his own release washing over him. “What the fuck?” he thought to himself in the midst of the haze. “I’m not even being touched.”

Orlando bit down even harder as he came, drawing blood from Dominics’ shoulder, his fingers and nails digging sharp indentions into his hips. He finally stopped and released the hips from his grasp; he locked his arms around Dominic loosely and leaned against him. “Fuck…”

Dominic nodded, his own orgasm finally subsiding. “Yes…fuck…”

After a few moments Orlando finally released Dominic. “Clean us both up, Rent Boy.”

Orlando flopped back against the mattress as Dominic cleaned the two of them up. Dominic starred at the blood he wiped off of himself. “You…made me bleed.”

Orlando smirked. “In three places. Scratched your hip, bit your shoulder and well, the other…”

Dominic groaned. “I’m going to be so sore…”

“It’ll be okay Rent Boy. I’m sure Ian had every intention of giving you tomorrow off. Now lay down and relax, I’m not through with you by a long shot.”

(---)

Dominic left Orlandos’ house in the morning sore as hell. He took the cab back to Ians’ and handed the 300 pounds to Elijah when he let him in. “Where the fuck have you been?”

Elijah was the perfect boy of the house. He was Ians’ personal favorite. He was American small and young (18), nothing more than a baby. He had brown hair and these eyes. His eyes would make a blind person melt. Ian doted over him like a young girl would a puppy. Dirty old man. Dominic stared at him. “Pulling an all nighter with some pretty boy. Now do you mind? I’m sore as fuck and I just want to lie down. There’s the 300 pounds, what I was told an all night cost!”

Elijah glared. “Go to your room. Expect Ian soon though, he was worried.”

Dominic rolled his eyes and walked up the stairs. He stopped when he saw Ian standing there. “Dominic?”

“Yes, sir?”

“You okay boy? You’re walking funny…”

“I know, he was a bit rough…and…”

Ian arched an eyebrow. “Come with me boy.”

Dominic groaned. He had had a very long night and just wanted to sleep it off. Ian guided Dominic into his room. “Strip.”

“Why?”

“Do it.”

Dominic sighed and pulled his rumpled clothes off. Ian inspected him, his fingers running over the harsh bite marks on both his shoulders and then the small scratch along his hip. “Hmmm…he was very rough with one of my new boys…”

Dominic gasped at the touches along his bruises. Ian arched an eyebrow and pushed his finger into the thumbprint on his hip. Dominic groaned and leaned back against Ian. “Oh…that’s very interesting. Very interesting indeed.”

Dominic looked at Ian ashamed. “Sorry…”

“Don’t be sorry. I have other uses for you once I get you broke in. Get dressed, take a hot bath and go to bed. You won’t work for a week, need your rest.”

(---)

Orlando curled into his pillow once he heard the shut. That had been, something new. Something fun. He fell fast asleep and didn’t wake up for six or seven hours. When he did awake he cleaned the house and got rid of every single bit of evidence of the Rent Boy.

He was rich. Orlando was filthy, stinking rich. Loaded to the nines. His father raked it in hand over fist and gave his son, who was supposed to be straight, a nice living allowance. That’s right, Orlando, who had just had a Rent Boy for 300 bucks a night, was supposed to be straight. But he wasn’t. Everyone knew that, even his father.

His father, however, chose to overlook that little snippet of information. Orlando had his own home, wherever he wanted it, and a good sum of money to spend every month. It was nice.

Orlando lay down on his couch and began to pick and muse over the previous nights events. Why had he picked that not-so-cute whelp? Hmm, he had been fun though. Very vocal and very willing to do anything that Orlando demanded. Whether it was on his knees, bent over a counter or some other fun position. Orlando might have to go there again.

(---)

Billy came into Dominics’ room and sat on the edge of the bed, rousing him gently. “Hey, Dom?”

Dom opened an eye. “Billy?”

“Yeah! Wake up, I got you some food…how was your first night on the job?”

Dominic sat up slowly and yawned, stretching. He shrugged. Billy tilted his head. “Liar.”

“It was fine, Billy. He was a little rough and I’m sore as hell but I’ll live.”

“Did you bleed?”

Dominic nodded and started to shovel the food down his throat. “Damn it Dominic! You’re supposed to ask them to be careful…”

Dominic tilted his head. “I’m fine, Billy. I can take it. Besides…it kind of felt good.”

Billy arched an eyebrow. “You’re weird Dominic.”

Dominic grinned cheekily at Billy. “You work tonight?”

“Yes, I do. I’m going to a party with some bloke. Eat up and I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Billy ruffled Dominic’s hair and left. Billy was Scottish and too old for the streetwalking games that Ian had. Billy was hired out as an escort for men and women. The latter of the two being very few and far between for anyone. Billy had green eyes and was tiny, like Elijah but…not so. Dominic liked Billy and Billy had taken Dominic under his wing the moment they all found out Dominic was the new boy.

Dominic sighed and went down stairs in his sweats to sit with Elijah. Elijah looked at him. “Dumb ass. You could have gotten killed!”

“He offered a full nights pay! I took it!”

Elijah rolled his eyes and handed Dominic 50 pounds. “There’s your cut on what you made for the week. Most of the boys will hardly get that! That’s one sixth of your take and you only did one fuckin’ nights work!”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Amazing.”

Elijah rolled his eyes. “Don’t be so stupid next time Dominic.”

“Whatever Elijah. Unlike you I at least have decided to go out and work for my money and not stay back and be some weak ass bitch for the boss.”

Elijah growled and stormed off.

(---)

It was weeks before Dominic saw Orlando again and in that time, Dominic had been spending plenty of time “training” with Billy. Billy had taught him useful tricks (like lubing before you went out and how to suck dick right) and had discovered that Dominic was just plain made for a certain task.

When Dominic saw Orlando again, Orlando was actually sober. Orlando grinned as he saw Dominic coming out of an alleyway, counting a few pounds and pocketing them. Dominic looked up and smirked at Orlando. “Looking for some action tonight, pretty boy?”

Orlando arched an eyebrow. “Is it me, or have you gotten a bit cheekier since our first encounter, Rent Boy?”

“I think it’s you, sir.” Dominic winked at him. “So you want action or not…I’m a very busy man.”

Orlando grinned. “How about a blow job? That mouth looks like it needs some work tonight.”

“Remember the price?”

”20?”

Dominic nodded and Orlando wrapped his arms around his waist and kissed him. Orlando pulled away from the press of their mouths chewing on Dominics’ gum. He grinned and walked off. Dominic followed, mumbling to himself about how fucking unfair that was.

Orlando leaned against his car in the abandoned parking lot. Dominic walked up to him and kissed him again. “Well?” Orlando inquired. “Get to work…”

He shoved Dominic down on his knees. Dominic bit his lips as his knees hit the rough pavement, sending a shock of pain through him. Dominic looked up at Orlando and just smirked. “You want pleasure or just to release your load? Which are you paying for?”

Orlando growled. “Do it the best you know how…I’m paying to get off in your mouth, boy.”

Dominic chuckled and unbuckled and unzipped Orlandos’ trousers. He jerked the trousers and pants down in one swift jerk. He grinned at Orlandos’ long, slender cock. He licked his lips as his hand started to move over it, squeezing and flicking his wrist at the right moments. Orlando growled. “I didn’t ask for a hand job…”

“You said you wanted to get off in my mouth. You will. Now shut up and let me do what you paid me to do.”

Anger flashed in the bluish gray eyes. Orlando groaned and leaned back against the car. Dominics’ thumb flicked over the tip and then, without warning, Dominic took all of Orlando into his mouth. Orlando groaned and grabbed the back of Dominics’ head. “Shit…”

Dominic smiled around the mouthful and pulled back slowly. He held Orlandos’ thigh in one hand and grabbed his cock in the other. He started to lick at the head slowly, driving shaky moans from Orlando. Dominic took the tip into his mouth and sucked fast and hard while his hand slowly stroked. Orlando wanted to buck but the one hand that had moved from his thigh to his hip was holding him still, so he moaned helplessly.

Dominic looked up at Orlando and pulled his mouth away. “So? You think you’re getting your money’s worth?” And when he said worth he licked up the underside of Orlandos’ cock, causing a long, low moan to be his answer. Dominic chuckled and went back to the task at hand.

He alternated between teasing the tip to taking the whole thing in his mouth all at once. Dominic was slowly driving Orlando crazy and Orlando was convinced that he had just given his soul for a blowjob. The best damn blowjob…ever.

Dominic finally stopped teasing and got to work, sucking at just the right pace, his tongue massaging over all the right places. Orlando groaned and grabbed Dominics’ head, pushing in further as his orgasm swept over him and down Dominics’ throat. Dominic swallowed around Orlando as he came, causing Orlando to cry out.

Orlando leaned against the car and made the, what he called from there on out, mistake of looking down. Dominic had his eyes closed and mouth slightly parted. There was a small trail of Orlandos’ release slipping down his chin and a small string of spit mixed with ejaculate trailing from the tip of Orlandos’ dick to Dominics’ lower lip. Orlando moaned, “Fuck…”

Dominic licked his lips, breaking the trail of spit. He grinned at Orlando, wiped his mouth and pulled up his pants and trousers. “There you go love. That’ll be 20…”

Dominic was cut off as Orlando pulled him to him and pressed their lips together, tongue forcing its way in, tasting himself in Dominics’ mouth. Dominic had learned to control himself around these blokes that bought him but he lost all presence as he felt Orlando pull him to him and kiss him. Orlando clutched at Dominics’ sides and whispered against his lips, “I underestimated myself…I don’t think a blowjob’s going to cover what I need.”

Dominic smiled and pressed his head against Orlandos’. He was only supposed to do 4 jobs or one take home and then go back to the house. That usually gave him anywhere from 80-300 pounds, depending on the job. Orlando had been his fourth. He murmured, “I can’t go home with you…I’ve got to go back to the house.”

Orlando groaned. “But, Rent Boy, I need this.”

“Tomorrow…”

Orlando shook his head. “I need you now.”

Dominic groaned, “Okay…what do you want…”

Orlando smiled and brushed the boys hair back, running his fingers through it. “Come to my place…take a shower and fuck me.”

Dominic looked up at him. “20 plus you taking me for a night?”

Orlando nodded. “That’s three hundred and 20 right?”

Dominic smiled. “Yeah.”

Dominic went home with Orlando.

(---)

Dominic got back to the house the next morning only to be greeted by a very angry, very hostile Elijah Wood. Dominic groaned and handed Elijah the 440 pounds he had made. Elijah stared at the take in his hands. “Four hundred and forty pounds?!”

Dominic nodded. “Yeah and I’m tired as all hell. Do ya mind?”

“You…you…how?”

“Two fucks in a back alley, two blow jobs, one of the blow jobs ended up in me going home with the bloke.”

“Jesus! Who was it?”

“The same pretty boy as last time, the one from my first night on the job.”

Elijah shook his head and went into the office and pulled out a sixth of the pay and put it in Dominics’ box. Dominic stood at the door watching him. “Dominic,” Elijah began softly. “It’s Tuesday and you’ve worked one night and raked in over 73 just for yourself.”

“What does it matter? I’m out there making money…”

“Ian’s worried about the effect it has on you.”

“What does that matter? I’m a rent boy Elijah. If you haven’t noticed that’s not a very respectable career. Did Billy get in?”

“Yeah he’s asleep. He learned not to worry the people he worked for a long time ago.”

“Oh sod off Elijah.”

Dominic went up to Billy’s room and slipped in the bed with him and snuggled into him closely. Billy grinned. “I’m not asleep Dominic.”

“I know. You never are.”

“I don’t sleep till I know your safe. You know that.”

“You’re a good mate…”

Billy stroked Dominics’ hair. “How was your work?”

“Great. Four hundred and forty.”

“Damn boy, what did you do?”

“Two fucks, a blow job and another blow job plus went home with the bloke I was with my first night on the job.”

“Bruises?”

“Yeah, he slammed me on the pavement when I was sucking him off. I think he liked it though.”

“He must be rich to waste 620 pounds on you so easily.”

“Don’t know, don’t care. It’s money. His names Orlando, that’s all I know.”

“What does he look like again?”

Dominic smiled and curled into Billy as he went on and on about how angelic Orlando was, completely oblivious to the fact that he sounded fucking enamored of just some bloke who bought him and fucked him senseless. Billy smiled remembering how he had made a similar mistake when he was young and new to the game. Falling for some bloke who just bought him and that was it. That same bloke was now married, with a kid to boot. Billy sighed and stroked Dominics’ hair. “You sound tired, mate. Get some sleep.”

Dominic fell asleep against Billy and awoke to a cold bed several hours later. He showered and went downstairs, sitting across from Ian to eat something. Ian looked at him. “Good work last night, boy.”

“Thank you, sir.”

“This bloke that’s taken you home twice…what’s his name?”

“Orlando’s all I know sir. I don’t ask questions.”

“Good, you’re not supposed to ask questions.”

“That’s why I don’t.”

“I think though, that this bloke that seems to fancy you, is Orlando Bloom.”

Dominics’ eyes bugged out. “As in…”

“Yeah, his son. So you’re to treat him good, take good care of him when he gets you. Odds are he’ll be back searching for more, especially since I understand you used that precious little mouth of yours on him.”

Dominic nodded. “Aye…I did.”

“Good. We need to talk though, about some…new line of work I want you to do.”

Dominic tilted his head to one side. “New line of work?”

Ian nodded.

(---)

Orlando was musing over the previous nights events, funny he’d been in this situation before. He grinned as he thought how pretty the Rent Boy had been on his stomach, pillow stuffed under his hips squirming and gasping for Orlando. He liked that the Rent Boy didn’t care that he dug his fingers in too sharply or that he bit down hard enough to make him bleed. And when he did make him bleed, he’d suck the wound, lapping at it until the blood flow ceased. The Rent Boy liked that. Orlando could tell.

Orlando decided he’d have to check into possibly even buying this boy from Ian. He had the money, he could. But the blow job that he had received and the fact that the Rent Boy liked it rough led him to believe that the Rent Boy was going to be worth a fortune to pimps and johns alike. Orlando mused over this new prospect and sighed, he spoke aloud. “What was his name…I call him Rent Boy but I know he told me his name…”

Orlando shrugged it off when his phone rang.

(---)

Dominic sat staring at Ian. “You want to…what?”

“One night a week boy. Many customers like the rough stuff, the bruises on your body prove that. Cost will be double a regular fuck. So that’s 100 pounds and you still get a sixth of the take.”

“Fuck a sixth. I want at least a third of the take! It’s my body and I am not having it roughed up without a decent amount of cash flowing into my pocket.”

“Fine, but your ‘buy back cost’ raises too.”

Dominics’ eyes widened. “By how much?”

“How much are you worth? 5000?”

Dominic nodded, wordlessly. It was his goal to buy back his own life after he had a good nest egg set back. He had been working a few weeks but he had about a thousand saved up. He needed at least seven thousand pounds, that would be enough to buy him self and another two thousand to get situated and on his feet. He sighed. “How much?”

Ian grinned because he had the boy right where he wanted him. “You’ll be worth 10 grand to me.”

Dominic groaned. Double what he was already worth. He mused over it. A third of a 100 a lay, he could only do one a night…

“The price per night has to be more than 100.”

“Why?”

“Because I’ll only be able to do 1 a night and only be able to do it once a week no?”

Ian nodded. Little fuck was a businessman.

“So, why just 100? You could easily ask 600 and get that.”

“And you still would get a third of that?”

“Of course, and I’d still work four nights a week at the regular rate. So really you’re the one getting a better deal out of this. You get my take for four nights a week, plus the take on the fifth night.”

Ian nodded. This was going to work after all. “You have to work a year before you can buy yourself, now.”

Dominic glared. “Fine. I’ll work a year being some fucking slave getting abused and then I can buy myself?”

Ian nodded. Dominic got up and shook his hand and left. Ian chuckled to himself. The boy was never going to get away. He just couldn’t see that, could he?