The Pleasures of a Street Thug - Sex Stories

The Pleasures of a Street Thug

... bring such a diverse group together. Frog was of Asian dissent. He was small and almost scrawny, but powerful and quick as lightning. Jinx was a huge black man, always quiet, with the patience of a saint. Loyal to a fault he has never once contested any of Mike's decisions. Kris was the youngest, but he was far from naive. He was only about seventeen but his mother was a cheap hooker who had all of her maternal instincts erased by drugs. He was lucky to have survived the first two months of life. His grandmother had taken him in and raised him as best she could until she died. He roamed the streets from the age of ten until thirteen when Mike found him and took him in. "Your going to think "woohoo" when you're doing laundry young'an," Mike said to him. Kris's nose crinkled at the idea of spending all day at the laundromat, but a ghost of the eager grin remained. With his eyes still trained on Kris, Mike started barking orders, "Frog, your going to take some of last night's money and that watch and go buy some groceries. Jinx, you're with me, we're going to go scouting out tonight's hunting grounds. After Kris gets back with the laundry, I want all you smelly bastards to take a bath before we head out tonight." Mike and Jinx headed out the door, leaving Frog and Kris to gather the laundry and head to their assigned chores. Mike and Jinx picked their way down quiet side roads and alleys. They moved in synchronized silence, born from many years of working together. As usual Jinx ...

... allowed Mike to pick the direction. When they got into the more traveled parts of town they insinuated themselves into the crowd. "What are we hunting for tonight boss?" Jinx asked. Jinx's lack of a street accent never failed to amaze Mike. Mike learned long ago to change his speech pattern depending on what the job called for. Jinx's speech, in those few times he decided to use it, never changed. "Don't think I didn't see you eyeing that kid last night Jinx. I know you're pining for some action the same as the rest of us. So I was thinking a couple. It's always easier when we can play them against each other." Jinx just nodded, though Mike could swear there was a hint of a twinkle in his eyes. They scouted out a couple different streets. With it being a weekend there should be prey aplenty. Everyone in this city goes out on the town on the weekends. They chose a quiet street that was inadequately lit at night. It was also a byway between several bars, with convenient, secluded alleys. Mike and Jinx stopped at a nearby street vendor and bought some hot dogs for them all. Eating their share on the way, they took a different route back to their dwelling. Frog had already returned from the grocery shopping. Most of it consisted of canned foods, instant coffee, and dry pasta. Frog gulped down his hot dog, then headed back out to help Kris finish up the laundry. While they waited, Mike napped in the easy chair. Jinx worked on a newspaper cross word puzzle he had picked up off the ...