The Whore's Notes

My name is Tim and I am 22 years old now. I work, or rather serve, in a closed pleasure house for men. Mostly for men, although sometimes they come with female companions. But 99% of my clients are men. I can't say I'm tired, but I've started to feel drawn to memories. Although I'm a young guy by age, so much has happened... ...over the last 18 years!

My diary helps me remember everything. I want to publish excerpts from it. I'll do it in parts and of course I'll edit everything. It's unlikely anyone would be interested in reading a teenager's scribbles. Although the events that happened to me when I was a boy are worthy

of your attention. The excerpts will be out of order. I'm keeping only one title, so it's easy to find mine among these stories.

April 20013

June 2004

Hooray! I'm going to the Black Sea! Or rather, my friend and his parents are going to Sochi, and they're letting me go with them! Great! Finally, I'll be alone and without my parents!

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It's great here! The sea is just crazy! Max's parents don't bother us and we go everywhere alone! The main thing is to get back to the hotel before dark. We try!

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Today Max and I were walking along the embankment, passing by two guys (they looked even older than Max's parents, about 40-45 years old), and one of them, looking at me, said: "Well? He'll do instead of a woman, huh?" I didn't immediately understand it was about me. Max glanced at me and laughed. When we went to bed, Max said that I really do look like a girl. Tall blond with wavy hair (I hate my curls!!!) and my legs are long. I never thought I looked like a girl! At least my eyes are brown. Those old freaks!

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We ran into those guys again on the way! They invited us to their table at a cafe. I wanted to leave, but Max agreed for some reason (he wanted ice cream). And they even poured us a little champagne! The guys aren't scary, just old. On closer inspection, they were older than I thought. The one who blurted out about me was definitely pushing fifty. Swarthy like that (looks like a gypsy) and very hairy. Hair curls out from under his shirt, and he has a thick gold chain on his chest. Also, his fingers are so short and thick. A nasty dude! The second one is okay, handsome. Said he's an athlete. Probably true. He has a nice physique. They invited us to their hotel, promised to treat us to wine. I'm against it, but Max really wants to! What are we going to do there with these dudes? But I can't refuse Max. And Max also asked me not to tell his parents anything.

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Aaaaaaaah! What do I do now? I'm such a fool! Why did I go along? Why? Why? Why?

We met on the embankment and went to their place. It turned out to be an apartment, not a hotel. And the apartment is cool. Huge! They suggested we take a shower while they opened the wine. It's hot. Max was terribly excited. He later admitted that the Athlete promised not only to treat us to wine but also to teach a massage technique that would make all the girls go crazy for him. So we fell for it, like fools!

We drank wine, ate fruit. The Gypsy and the Athlete (that's what we nicknamed them, although their real names were Mikhail and Oleg) joked a lot, teasing us that we hadn't even kissed girls once. Max got drunk from the wine very quickly. And I was also pretty buzzed (first time in our lives we tried it). I decided we should leave, but Max said he wanted to learn how to do the massage. The guys laughed so hard! The Athlete stripped down to his swim trunks and told Max to do the same and lie on the bed. Max obediently did everything. I sat in the armchair, rooted to the spot. The Gypsy sat next to me and started stroking my knee. I moved his hand away, but he put it back, and even put his other hand around my neck. I couldn't really move. Damn! His hand was just boiling hot. And he was stroking me so rhythmically!

The Athlete put Max on his stomach and sat on top of him. Max just squeaked but didn't move. The Athlete kneaded him harder and harder and suddenly, with a jerk, he pulled down his swim trunks, flipped him onto his back, and pressed his whole body against him! I wanted to rush at him, but the Gypsy grabbed me so hard my neck went numb! And he pressed me against his hairy chest. Ewwww! The Athlete slid his hand between Max's legs and started saying that if he learned to handle a man's cock himself, he'd easily figure out girls too. I saw that Max's cock was hard! Of course, we used to jerk off together quietly in the bathroom, but like this! With an old guy! I felt sick.

And the Athlete leaned over Max and started kissing him on the lips, sucking. The Gypsy lifted me and pushed me onto the bed next to them. He laid me on my side facing that pair, and lay down behind me, breathing into my ear. His erect cock was pressed against my ass. Now he wasn't stroking my knee with his hand, but my ass with his cock.

"Now we'll start practicing skills," he said. "Open your mouth and swallow the head." He lightly slapped Max on the cheek and I saw how my best friend opened his mouth wide and took that black cock entirely into his mouth. The Gypsy's dick was shorter but much thicker than the Athlete's. And because of that, Max's cheeks were simply stretched.

They sent us to the bathroom again, gave us a little to drink, and then laid us in the middle of the bed. The guys lay down on the sides. Max and I were half-dead! They fondled our nipples, our balls, and our small cocks. That was still tolerable, but when the Gypsy kissed me with a sucking kiss, I started screaming. But he forcibly spread my lips with his tongue and pressed with his belly. All my convulsive movements excited him! And Max, unlike me, obeyed everything. Then they swapped us places. And now the Athlete was caressing me like a girl! With him, it was a little more pleasant. Although, what could be good about a man over thirty years older groping you? And watching from the side as Max sucks the Gypsy's cock is just horrible! That hairy, greasy body, that thick, stubby cock! And that guy was so into the pleasure of being sucked! Ugh!

The wine was making itself known. Everything that was happening was a bit like a fog to me. And the further it went, the more so. Therefore, when the Gypsy spread Max's legs and inserted his finger into his ass, I perceived it sluggishly. He moved inside Max's ass first with one of his thick stubs, then inserted two. Max, with closed eyes, quietly moaned, biting his lip. The Athlete also started massaging my hole, but didn't insert a finger inside. Max was either drunk or spaced out, but when the guy pressed his cock against his hole, he didn't even flinch. The Gypsy wet his cock thoroughly with saliva and started carefully poking at it. The Athlete laid me lower and I saw everything clearly. That thick stub began to spread Max's narrow little hole. He persistently pushed and pushed his dick deeper into my friend. Max started moaning loudly from pain. And I couldn't take my eyes off this spectacle! The Gypsy lifted the guy's legs and raised them high, and drove his cock further in, but only got about halfway. Max writhed under him but couldn't get off! The Athlete inserted one or two fingers into me (I already understood nothing from fear and excitement) and rhythmically fucked me with his fingers, keeping time with his friend the Gypsy. And he apparently couldn't hold back anymore and drove his cock all the way in. Max screamed at the top of his lungs, tears streamed down his face. But the guy didn't stop fucking him. He only lowered his legs and held his thighs high. Max's head flopped from side to side, his legs helplessly splayed, and the Gypsy pulled his stub all the way out and inserted it again and again, again and again. Inside Max's ass, it made squelching sounds, his whole body was wet from male sweat. My body involuntarily began to repeat all the movements, and when the Gypsy inserted his cock into my friend, I impaled myself on the Athlete's fingers. And so on endlessly!

The Gypsy took a long time to cum again. The sheet under Max was all wet from his cum, and cum pulsed out of his hole! My friend lay there so helpless. And, as I understood, tempting, because the Athlete let go of me and took the Gypsy's place. He put a pillow under Max's back and, raising his legs high, began to enter him. Max's tears and screams that it hurt didn't move anyone. And now the Athlete started fucking my classmate full force. I continued to lie nearby, and the Gypsy, turning me to face him, inserted his cock, wet with cum, into my mouth. I licked it and listened to Max's moans and the slaps of the Athlete's balls against his ass. Fortunately, he came quickly. I thought I was next in line. The guys started discussing whether they should "unseal" me or leave me for someone else. I panicked! But they decided that was enough for today. They let us rest and sent us on our way.

Max and I walked home like sick people. He could barely move his legs. He told me his whole ass hurt. Later, I looked at his hole in the shower - it was so wide and inflamed!

That was the kind of massage we had!

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We try to avoid the place where we met those guys. Once we saw them from afar, they were chatting with two boys about our age. It's clear that's their favorite pastime. Both Max and I are silent about this story, but on the day of departure, Max unexpectedly told me he'd like to continue learning. I almost fell over! I'm in shock!

Winter 2005

I'm falling behind in math. Mom had to arrange tutoring with our teacher. Mmmmm! I'll have to go to his house, and he's so nasty. At school, they call him Santa Claus behind his back. Although he only has thick gray hair, a short-trimmed beard, and a belly from Ded Moroz! And his character is just awful. The slightest thing and he lines everyone up and yells! But there's no way out.

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I don't like these lessons! Oh, I don't like them! It reminds me of my teacher of guys from the south. He looks at me strangely, strokes my shoulder and knee, and his eyes shine and he constantly licks his lips. But I can't tell my parents! What should I do if he starts hitting on me?

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I've really done it now! I sure attract perverts! Came for another lesson. We started studying, and the teacher sniffed me disdainfully and says: "What's that smell? Were you at training? Well, quickly into the shower!" You can't argue with him, especially since I really was after training. I started washing and suddenly the door unexpectedly opened and Andrey Ivanovich walked in! I tried to cover myself, but he said he'd wash me himself. Like he doesn't trust me! He started soaping me all over, especially washing my cock and ass. Then he handed me a towel, dried me, and sent me to the room naked! It's hot, he says, in the room. He sat me at the table and started his lesson. I was shaking all over! I'm sitting naked! Absolutely naked, and next to me my math teacher is explaining a problem to me. And I can't move anywhere!

For about 10 minutes he explained to me and at the same time stroked my back. His hand wandered all over my back and my ass, but when he tried to stick a finger between my buttocks I couldn't take it anymore and jumped up. He didn't talk to me. He responded to my jerk with such a slap that I fell onto the table! I didn't have time to recover when I was burned by fire - he hit me with a belt on the ass. He pressed my head to the table and started whipping me with all his might! And he hit not only the buttocks and thighs but also between the legs, hitting my balls! I screamed like crazy. He let me go and says:

"I know what you're capable of! And I'm aware of your adventures with Max. So shut your mouth and do what I tell you." I sat naked on the table, with a beaten ass, tears in my eyes, and nodded my head. I understood that Max had blabbed somehow. I don't understand why I agreed to everything again?

Andrey Ivanovich took off his shirt. I saw his flabby body covered with gray hair and a sagging belly. His nipples were sticking out from excitement!

"Caress my nipples with your tongue, boy!" he ordered.

It was disgusting. Of course, I remembered everything that happened with me and Max, and I won't lie to myself, I jerked off from those memories, but to get into the same thing again? What do these old men see in me that they try to have me?

Trembling with disgust, I took his nipple into my mouth. Andrey Ivanovich even twitched with pleasure!

"Wonderful! Continue!"

And I continued. Moved to his second nipple. He lowered my head lower and I licked his stomach. Then he laid me on the table so that my head hung over the edge. He loomed over me and shoved his balls, still in his underwear, into my mouth. And his balls turned out to be huge. I almost choked! Then he pulled down his underwear! Dear mother! He had a huge cock! To my luck, it wasn't fully hard. A very, very thick dick, but not stiff, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to take his cock in my mouth! Barely holding back nausea, I swallowed his cock. If only someone could hear how this Santa Claus moaned! He tortured my mouth for about twenty minutes. My neck went stiff, I got cold, and he kept fucking and fucking my mouth! He could only cum when I started sucking his nipples again, and he jerked himself off. The old freak came on my knees!

Mommy! I don't want to! He's so nasty! I'll kill Max! Just kill him!

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