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My 1st Pimp

The first man who pimped me out for money was a man who had picked me up a number of times in his car and was quite inventive about fucking me. Sometimes he would d**** me over the back of the front seat or he would take me outside and bend me over the hood or trunk of his car and one time he brought a friend of his along and I ended up sucking one cock while he would fuck my little boy pussy. One night, late in October I was starting to walk toward the roller skating rink, not to go roller skating but to get picked up by men and have fun in their back seat. I had not gone more than a few steps before this man stopped his car and asked if I wanted a ride. I never turn down a chance to get into some strangers car and when I got in I recognize this man called John and I got quite excited because I knew he was fun to be with. He asked me if I would like to go to a costume party that night and of course I said yes but that I didn't have a costume. He told me that my costume was in the back seat and that I would be going to the party as an Indian. I looked in the back seat and all I saw was a small paper bag and I wondered about the size of my costume. He drove out of town until we came to a parking lot and John parked his car. He told me to strip naked and get into the back seat which I did. He joined me and he said first we have to apply your war paint. He wrote something on my forehead and then drew two lines down my cheeks to my lips and then I turned my back to him and he ...

... wrote something on my back and drew some more lines down my back to my ass. He then opened the bag and took out two pieces of cloth which were about 6 inches wide and about 12 inches long held together with a strip of rawhide and that was my costume. I tied the rawhide strip around my waist and asked him what he wrote on my forehead. He told me that all Indians had names and that my name was Chief Wantcum and he had drawn lines down to where I wanted cum. He told me that there would be about 7 or 8 men at the party and that I was to be the party favor if that was okay with me. The thought of being half naked in front of a group of men made me quite excited. When we got to where the party was he gave me a raincoat and some shower clogs because we had to walk about a half a block. We went around to the back of the house and into the kitchen and he told me to wait until he found the host. When he returned with the host he had me remove the raincoat and shower clogs and he told the host that I was there to be used by everyone present if they wanted. The host gave me a tray of snacks and told me to take the tray into the living room and pass them around. When I entered the living room the conversation stopped and they all looked at me. I was a little nervous because here I was, an 18 year old boy wearing nothing but a very small loin cloth with about 7 men, all in their 50's or older wearing all kinds of different costumes. I hesitated a little but walked up to the first man and ...