Rated : X I grew up in Chicago , on the west side , near - north , in a very white neighborhood that had a lot of Polish immigrants and their descendants . It wasn 't a rich neighborhood at all , and most everyone lived in apartment buildings or old houses that were crowded together on tiny lots . I didn 't think I was Polish at all , but then , I had no idea what my ancestry was . Mom was blonde with blue eyes , skinny and tall . Some pictures of Dad showed that he was tall , big , blond , and also had blue eyes . He worked in a factory before he died and made good money . He was shot with a stolen pistol by an illegal immigrant for the seven dollars he was handing to the clerk at the grocery store . That was when I was four . I don 't even remember him . Mom yelled at me a lot , saying she wished she had never gotten pregnant , that I had ruined her career and her life . I had to make my own breakfast and dinner , and the school gave me free lunches . My grandparents in St . Louis sent money , and I usually got the mail after school , so I usually got the money when it was cash . They always sent me twenty bucks on my birthdays , holidays , other times , and for Christmas they always sent a hundred - dollar bill with a note telling my mom to get me something I wanted . I spent the money on clothes and food that I hid from Mom . I didn 't have toys . My friends had toys , and I played with theirs , and went to their houses , but I never had them come over to my house . I hated that . They had nice parents and homes , and they liked having friends over , but I hated even thinking about them seeing my apartment , or my room . Or my mom . I had a bed and a small table in my room , and that was about it . Mom had to work shitty jobs , because she would get drunk and get fired after a couple of months or so . She 'd stay away from the coke for a while , and be nicer , but she 'd get some again and get all shitty . She had a bad employment record , so she could only get those kinds of jobs . When she couldn 't pay the rent , she fucked the guy who ran the building . I guess he owned it , or he paid her rent for her , or hid that she hadn 't paid it , or something . Mom had a guy move in when I was ten . Frank was a drunk , did a lot of coke , was mean , rude , and hateful to me , like her . To Mom , he was much nicer . But Mom was usually drunk too . But , anyway , when I turned twelve , there wasn 't a party or even a single present or a card . They just completely forgot it . That night , when they were good and drunk , I packed what clothes I had , and a very few other very precious things , in a plastic bag and left . I didn 't bother to cry . I didn 't know where to go , other than to the church on the corner . I used to go there for food when they still handed it out . When I got there it was shut and there were no lights on , so I walked down the street and just kept walking . I remember thinking , play with me ? Play what ? Legos ? Puzzle ? A board game ? So I walked up to the open car window to ask , " Play with what ? " " Just your dick . I don 't want your ass or anything . Just wanna blow you . " " Hey , you 're really cute , too . I 'll give ya twenty - five bucks . Thirty if you 'll let me undress ya and take my time . " Thirty bucks ? Thirty bucks ? Just to suck my dick ? And undress me ? I knew I could eat for days on that . Or if I could get another guy to pay me like that , I could get a bus ticket to St . Louis and find my grandparents . They had been nice when my dad had died , and I had always wanted to go live with them instead of my mom . " Okay . Thirty bucks , mister . " He opened the door and I got in . He looked at me as I sat down , and he smiled at me . I remember how good that made me feel . No adult ever smiled at me , and I liked it . Even if he was a homo , and liked sucking boys ' dicks , at least he smiled at me . " What 's your name ? " I knew what hustling was . No one grew up in Chicago and didn 't know about hustlers , whores , and pimps . " Well , I 'll take you to my place , and we can get to it , and I 'll take you back here . Or wherever . " He pulled up in front of a nice house , opened the garage door with a remote , and drove in . As the overhead door closed , he turned off the engine and got out . I followed him . I was so scared . I followed him to his bedroom . The kitchen and hallway were nice , and the house was better than any in my neighborhood . His bedroom was really nice . He sat on the bed and gestured for me to walk up in front of him . I did , not knowing what was going to happen , and more scared than I wanted him to know . He smiled at me . No one had much before . Only my friends . Not adults . He took my bag and put it on the table by the bed . I almost didn 't want him to take it . Besides the clothes , there were the only other things I cared for at all in that bag . Then he put his hands on my hips and pulled me up close to him . He smiled at me as he slid my shirt up and then he kissed my stomach . It felt weird . Really weird . But there was that little bit of me that liked it . Maybe it just liked that an adult was paying attention to me and wasn 't yelling or screaming at me , or about to hit me . He slid my shirt over my head and put it on the table by the bed . He ran his hands up and down on my chest and belly . It tickled and felt kind of nice . He kissed me all over my front . His hands touched me all over my chest and belly and back , and then went over my butt . He squeezed and rubbed my butt . It felt . . . well , I 'd never felt anything like it before . He kept kissing and licking my chest , especially my nipples . It was actually kind of nice . He lifted my arms over my head and kissed and licked my pits . I thought that was gross , but I liked how it felt . It tickled a lot , and it made my insides squirm . Pretty soon he was undoing my pants . I had to keep myself from trying to stop him . I knew I was going to let him suck on my dick after letting him undress me . He got my pants down , helped me step out of them , and sat back and stared at me . All over me . From face to legs . " Aiden , you 're a really good looking kid . " He smiled at me . I smiled back . I couldn 't remember smiling at an adult before . " Don 't you like what I 'm doing ? " he asked . " Sure , " I said . I did , in a way . It wasn 't as scary as I thought it was going to be , and it felt pretty good to be touched and kissed and licked . " Why aren 't you hard yet ? " He reached out and grabbed at my junk . I sort of flinched . I mean , no one had done that before . I was worried for a second that he was going to hit me or something , like my mom and her boyfriend did . But he only sort of felt it down there . It felt really weird . It tickled a lot . " Don 't you get hard ? " I never had . Sex was something mysterious I 'd heard friends talking about , and that was it . I knew what a blow - job was , that it was when someone sucked on a dick , and I 'd heard that it felt really good . But I had never thought that my dick would have to be hard for it . He slid my underpants down and helped me step out of them and threw them on top of my other clothes . " Nice , Aiden , " he said , grinning at me . I sort of laughed . It was really strange to have an adult tell me something was nice about me at all , let alone be looking at my privates and say so . He started handling it . Pulling the skin back and forth on it . That tickled so much I almost couldn 't keep from laughing . And then it started getting hard . I was amazed ! And it seemed to feel even better . It got longer and thicker and harder , and it tingled like mad . And then he leaned forward and put his mouth on it . I closed my eyes because I didn 't want to see that . And then my eyes popped open ! It felt incredible ! I didn 't mean to , but I said , " Oh , God ! " and started almost panting . My friends were right , it felt great ! It tickled in a weird way that was just fantastic ! He put both of his hands on my butt and started going up and down on my dick . I thought I was going to go nuts ! He kept doing that , and I wasn 't going to do anything that might make him stop . I loved it . I knew it was faggy , but it was going to get me thirty bucks . I would let guys do that to me all night as long as they paid me ! But my legs were starting to give out after a few minutes . He had me lay down on the bed and went back to doing it . Some kind of instinct made me keep my legs still , because they wanted to run in place . And I wanted to giggle and laugh , but I did my best not to . After a while , he grabbed my hands and put them on the back of his head . I played with his hair while he kept sucking me . " You taste great , Aiden . " He licked my balls , too . I didn 't know if I should try to charge extra for that or not , but I decided not to mention it . Besides , I liked it too . And I loved it when he flicked his tongue all over the end of my dick . In fact , it all felt fucking awesome ! I really liked it ! I don 't even know when he got his dick out of his pants , but he stopped sucking me and sat up over my legs and jerked his dick like crazy . His head was back and he grunted a lot and then he shot his wad between my legs . It went all over the blanket , and some got on my thigh . It was sort of interesting to see . I 'd never seen a guy shoot before . I didn 't know how long it would last or how much he would squirt out . When he was done , he looked down at me , smiling really wide , and said , " Wow , that was great ! " I smiled back . It was easy to smile at him . He stretched out on his side and faced me , still smiling at me . He reached out and ran his fingers over my chest and belly , then my leg too . It tickled a little and it felt really nice . It was so easy to smile at him . " Can I pick you up again tomorrow ? " I had no idea . I liked the idea of doing that with him again , but I hoped to find someone else to pay me another thirty bucks tonight so I could get to St . Louis . " If I 'm still around . " I hoped to find someone else to pay me to do that to me again tonight , but I didn 't know how to . If he was willing to again tomorrow , I wouldn 't have to hustle and maybe end up in trouble . I 'd just have to find somewhere to stay tonight . He tickled me some more . And before I even knew it , he was hugging me and we were just lying there . It was really nice . I couldn 't remember the last time I 'd been hugged . Probably by my grandparents at my dad 's funeral . I really didn 't want to leave . I had nowhere to go , for one thing . And I had no idea how to get another guy to pay me to let him suck me . Or what I would do until tomorrow if I needed to meet him for another time . He pulled his pants back up and I got dressed . He handed me a twenty and a ten . It was the most money I had ever seen at once , except the money my grandparents sent on Christmas . I put it in my pocket and said , " Thanks . " I nodded and smiled . I really had . It hadn 't been so gross or sick at all . And it had felt really great . We headed toward his car . His house was really nice . I looked around and wished I lived somewhere like that instead of the hole I had left . I wondered where I was going to be in an hour , by morning , tomorrow . I got so worried that I started shaking all over . We got into his car and he drove back the way we had come . He asked me if I would see him again tomorrow . I promised to be there tomorrow night at the same time . I figured I would stay nearby , find some place to hide and sleep , and wait to meet him again . I wished I had a guy like him at home instead of the bastard my mom was with . I wished my Mom cared enough about me to at least talk to me about something normal instead of just to tell me I was in her way and a waste of her time , and that she wished I hadn 't been born . I ended up crying before he got to the block where he had found me . I tried to hide it , but I guess I didn 't do a very good job of it . I was getting mad . I didn 't know why . " Hey . I hate seeing you cry . You 're so cute when you 're smiling . " " I left . My mom and her boyfriend won 't miss me for a couple of days . And 'll probably be glad I 'm gone ! " Now I was crying really hard . I couldn 't help it . It hurt to see the truth like that . I just wouldn 't think about it before , but telling him made it real . I was homeless . Out on the streets , and my mom didn 't give a damn . She would be glad I was gone . I knew it . He hugged me really tight . I cried . And hard . I heard how loudly I cried . It was embarrassing . But it just hurt to know I didn 't have anything . I wasn 't loved . No one cared . My friends would probably wonder what happened to me , but , otherwise , there was no one . My grandparents wouldn 't know until I showed up on their doorstep . If I ever made it . He held me against him and let me cry . I knew he was driving , but I didn 't care where . When I noticed that we weren 't moving for a while , I got curious and was able to stop crying , and looked up . We were parked in his garage . " Come on . " He had me get out of the car , and he put his arm over my shoulder and we walked to his bedroom . I didn 't want to do it again , but if it made me another thirty bucks , I was willing to let him . He sat down next to me on his bed and then had me lay down . I waited for him to take my pants or shirt off . He rolled me to face him and held me . And I ended up crying more . I think it was that I was being held , and I wasn 't used to that . It just seemed okay to lay there and cry in his arms . So I did . When I woke up , he was slipping into the bed next to me . He had boxers on , and nothing else . It was time to earn that other thirty bucks . I took my shirt off . I kicked my shoes off and took my jeans off . I started to take my underwear off . He rolled me to face him and pulled me up close and hugged me . I didn 't cry , but I was almost sad enough to . I waited for him to get started . His hand sort of rubbed my back , but it wasn 't like before . It was slower and softer . And his hand stayed in the middle of my back . " You can get started , " I said . " I don 't want to do anything . I want you to get some sleep . I 've got to call into work early tomorrow and tell them I need the day off . " " The cops ? " he asked . He pushed me away enough to look at my face . " No cops . I 'm going to take the day off , take you out for breakfast , and we 're going to figure out what you 're going to do . " " They wanted me to when I was a kid , Mom said . But she kept me . I asked her why . She said I was worth a few hundred a month . " He sort of sighed in a weird way and shook his head . He pulled me into a hug and kissed the top of my head . " We 're going to call your grandparents . Do you have their phone number ? " He smiled and nodded at me . " I 'm not going to let you live on the streets . Or go back to your mother . So , you 're going to live with your grandparents . If they 'll have you . If not , we 'll figure something out . Don 't you worry for a second , Aiden . " I started crying again . This time it was different , though . It wasn 't so sad . I fell asleep in his arms , feeling safe for the first time I could remember . In the morning , I showered and got into clean clothes , and we went to Hardee 's for breakfast . We went back to his house , and I gave him a letter from my grandparents . He called the operator or something and asked for their phone number and gave their address . Then he gave me a huge grin . My guts were swirling around inside me , I had the shakes all over , and my hands were shaking like mad ! I dialed it . It rang three times , then I heard an old woman 's voice say , " Hello ? " " Hello ? My name is Charles . I live in Chicago . I found your grandson wandering the street late last night . He left his home . It seems his mother gets drunk and . . . So , you know how . . . Yes . . . No . . . " " Yes , he 's fine . He doesn 't have a scratch on him . . . He left last night . . . A plastic bag of clothes . . . He 's had breakfast . . . No , that won 't be necessary , I can get him down there in a few hours . . . I 'm sure . . . I 've already taken the day off work . . . No , ma ' am , I 'm a foreman at Thompsons Electronics . . . Yes , I have vacation days , so it 's no trouble . . . I 'd be glad to . . . " He gave her a phone number , I expect his , and then he said , " See you in a few hours . . . I 'll be waiting by the phone , and you can call back . . . Yes , ma ' am . . . Right away . . . You 're welcome . . . I think so , hang on . . . Aiden ? " " He 's been really nice . He let me sleep here last night after he made me tell him why I was on the street . And he bought me breakfast , and got your phone number for me . He 's been so nice . " " Oh , good . Then you be sure to thank him . And you be good for him , and listen to him . He 's going to drive you down here . I 'm going to call him back so I know this is his home phone number , in case anything happens . You are at his house right now , on his phone , right ? " " Good . Now , don 't you worry about a thing . We 'll get a lawyer and make it legal and get custody of you and you won 't have to go back to your mother 's again . Is that what you want ? " I did . It was grandma . She said she was making sure it was his phone number , so she would know who he was . He handed me his driver 's license and said , " Read it off to her . " I did . She got a pen and wrote it all down . I gave it back to him . " Now , you be good for Charles , and get down here . I 'll see you soon . I love you , Aiden . Your grandfather is overjoyed that you 're coming down to live with us . We have a nice room that can be all yours . It has a big bed and big windows that look out over the woods . And there 's a swing on the old tree back there . I 'll have to have your grandfather put new ropes on it , but you can help with that . I 'm sure you 'll find friends down here too . The Culley 's have two sons , nine and thirteen , and they live just up the road , and have a pool , and I 'm sure you 'll get along fine . They come help with things we can 't do any longer . Now you 'll have to help with those things , but I think you can handle it . Just get down here . " I started crying again . Charles took the phone and talked to her for a few moments , then said goodbye and hung up . He hugged me tightly and let me cry until I stopped . Then he lifted my face and smiled at me again . I liked having him smile at me . I nodded and smiled . I was sure I would miss him , too . I was sad that I wouldn 't see him again , but I was so happy that I was going to go live with my grandparents . I could only smile . He smoothed down my hair and hugged the stuffing out of me . I hugged him back . After a while , he pushed me back and stood up . " Well , let 's get going . It 's a long drive . We can stop for something for lunch on the way . We can probably get to your grandparents by dinner . " He handed me my bag , then we walked toward the garage . I looked around at his house and tried to remember it . And I looked at him , and tried to remember him . I remembered what we had done last night . I hadn 't minded it much at all . I 'd even liked it . And he 'd paid me thirty bucks . I pulled the money out of my pocket and handed it to him . " No , you earned it . We made a business deal , and you earned it . It 's your money . Tell them I gave it to you before I found out about your grandparents . If they ask where you got it . I gave it to you to , uh . . . " " Yeah . Like I said , I liked it . It was fun . I wanna again . I 'll probably never see you again . And I kinda want to make you happy , like you did me . " I nodded . I stepped up close to him and put my arms around him . He put his hand on the top of my head and brushed my hair . My mom 's boyfriend had called me that a lot , but in a different way . I kind of knew that Charles wasn 't calling me a name at all . He picked me up and carried me into his bedroom . He put me down on his bed and kept smoothing my hair and grinning at me . This time , he showed me everything I worked up the guts to ask him about . This time , with all the mutual touching , it was far better than the first time when he just sucked on mine . I got to do it to him , and I really liked doing that . His was huge , and hairy , and it tasted funny . But I liked it . It felt great to touch , and it was so smooth and soft against my tongue . And he did something I 'd never heard of . He said it was called rimming , and I fucking loved it ! Oh , my , God , how awesome that was ! Then he used a finger inside my hole . He went slow and took it easy , and before long I was just squirming on his finger like mad ! The way it felt in there , rubbing up against my prostate was amazing ! I didn 't even know what a prostate was until he explained what he was doing to me . He said I was a natural bottom , and then explained what that meant . He sucked me at the same time , and it got so powerful and strong that I thought I was going to piss into his mouth . I warned him and he said to hold on and enjoy it and he went back to it . Then I had my first orgasm . Oh , my , God ! How can your body make such amazing feelings ? I thought I was going to just die ! I squirmed and twisted and had to almost yell ! It was amazing ! We stopped for while and talked , and hugged and laughed . And then I fucked him . Sort of . I was too short , but I got the very tip inside a little and it felt great ! Then we did a sixty - nine , which was awesome ! He warned me he was going to shoot , so I did what he had told me to do , and watched as I jerked him off and he shot all over his belly . It was so awesome ! The way his dick moved in my hand was just neat ! And I fucking loved that I made him feel so good . I 'd never felt so good . Or so happy . Not that I could remember . Sometimes with my friends , but even then nothing like I did in his arms after what we had done . I could have died right then and been happy about my whole life . We took a shower together , and played around , and ended up doing it to each other under the running water . He sucked me , then I sucked him until he finished , then he sucked me until I got sore . I didn 't have an orgasm this time . He said it was pretty normal for guys my age to sometimes not have one every time . We got dressed and had lunch at Applebee 's . Awesome lunch ! I was starving ! Then we started the drive . I was sad and happy . I didn 't know if I should let myself cry , like I felt like doing , or keep myself from crying and just smile at him . I ended up doing both . He held me in his arm the whole way . We stopped for a bathroom break , but otherwise we kept driving . The closer we got , the more sad and happy I got . It was so weird to be both ! We got to my grandparents house just after sundown . I got huge , long , tight hugs , and I cried along with Grandma , and Grandpa smiled and tried not to show he had tears in his eyes . They made Charles stay for a while , and then talked him into staying the night on the couch downstairs . I went to bed in a huge , soft , warm bed after Grandpa made Grandma leave me alone and stop hugging me to death . I couldn 't sleep . After midnight , I got up and sneaked downstairs , and cuddled up next to Charles on the couch . I didn 't mean to wake him up , but I did . He curled up around me and held me really tight . I fell asleep right away . I woke up in the bed to the smell of cooking . I hadn 't smelled that when I woke up ever . I put on my clothes and went downstairs . They were having coffee at the kitchen table , talking about me . I listened in . It was embarrassing , but really nice . My grandparents were saying they had called a lawyer yesterday and we were all going to go see her later today . They weren 't totally sure , but the lawyer thought it would be possible that I would just stay there while the courts decided when to hear the case . Charles said he would help with the lawyer fees . My grands said he didn 't have to , and he said he felt like he should . They told him to forget it . He offered to come visit once in a while , if they would let him . He said he was interested in how I would do , and wanted to stay in touch . My grands said they thought that would be okay . " No kid should be walking a dark street that late at night . I just knew something was off . And when he started crying , I knew it was something really bad . " I decided I wanted in on that part of the conversation , so I pushed through the doors and said , " I think I owe him my life . Who knows what kind of pervert might have picked me up . I might have gone missing or something . Might be tied up somewhere right now , naked and being raped . " " But you have to admit , he 's right , " Gramps said . " Eat up kiddo , we 've got a busy day ahead . You 're going to meet a nice lady who 's going to help us get custody of you . Do you know what that means ? " I 'd heard the story a hundred times . " Oh , Aiden , we 're going to have to work on your table manners , I see . And your language . This is going to be very trying . " " Oh , you 'll be a lot of trouble , I 'm sure , " Gramps said , grinning . " Boys will be boys . And I expect you 're going to be one hell of a boy . " Charles had to leave right after breakfast . He said he had to get back home and see to a few things . And he couldn 't take another day off work . We all stood on the front porch and he tried to leave , but my grandparents kept talking and inviting him back whenever he liked . And I wouldn 't let go of the hug I 'd locked onto him since we got outside . Eventually , he pried me off of him and knelt down in front of me . My grandparents walked back inside . " I do too . But in life , we rarely get to do what we want . We have to do what we have to . Besides , we got to do what we wanted for a day , right ? " I laughed and blushed . " I 'll remember the time we spent together forever , Aiden . Some of the most fun I 've ever had . And I 'll come visit about once a month , on weekends . If you 're not out running around with your friends I 'm sure you 're going to make , we 'll hang out and find things to do that we both like . " He laughed and hugged me again . He whispered in my ear , " I hope you find someone you can share those things with . I hope you find someone special for yourself , Aiden . " " Your grandfolks have my phone number and address . I expect a phone call in a couple of days about how things went with the lawyer , and a letter every week . Okay ? " He grinned and ruffled my hair , then turned and walked to his car . I cried . My grandparents came out and stood beside me , hands on my shoulders , as he drove away - but not out of my life .