drive you to a quiet spot and blow you. The usual price is about $20.00. He will drop you off here again and then you can go have a good time." Jack told me.

Sounded kind of weird to me but I would give it a try. The other men spread out in different sections of the area to get picked up. We were to gather back here in about an hour. I felt a little self-conscience sitting there like a piece of meat. Good expression, I thought to myself. Well I guess that’s what I was exposing, ‘My piece of meat.’ I wasn’t sure if I could do this. Just the thought of another man touching my cock was weird to me. I didn’t want the other swabbies to think I was chicken so I reluctantly spread my legs to give the fags a better look at my crotch.

I noticed the same car pass me twice in the last few minutes. I looked at the driver and thought he was checking me out. What could I do to let him know I was ready for some action? I leaned back on the bench and spread my legs to show off my cock in my tailored whites. I guess it worked because on the third time around the block he pulled into the curb and stopped the car, rolled down the window, and spoke to me.

"Hello. Would you like to go for a ride?” He asked.

"Sure." I said as I opened the car door and hopped in the front seat next to him.

I looked back to see if my buddies saw me making contact but Tex was talking with some female on the sidewalk. He didn’t see me get in the car. Perhaps this was a mistake. What am I, a male whore? Trying to sell my body just like that female whore? I couldn’t back out now because we were pulling away from the curb.

"They call me ‘Butch’ what is your name?" he asked.

I had to smile at the name, ‘Butch’ although he did look rather straight.

"I am Mike and I’m looking for a good time," I said rather nervously.

Might as well get this action going, I thought to myself.

Butch looked at me with a rather surprised look and said, "O.K. that sounds cool. I have a place near by we can use. It’s in an old deserted warehouse. No one’s around. Is that okay with you?" he asked.

I nodded agreeably as he drove down the street. We went into an older section of the city by the waterfront driving by several deserted buildings and warehouses until we pulled up at a large dark building. Stopping in front of some large warehouse doors, Butch got out, opened the doors and we drove in. It was quiet and dark except for the car lights. He stopped the car and turned off the motor.

I was getting nervous about this. What if this guy was a ‘psycho’ of some sort and wanted to cut me up. Oh boy! How do I get out of this one? He opened his door and told me to stand by the car. He walked up to me slowly and placed his hand on my crotch. I was too nervous to get hard but as he rubbed my crotch area my cock started to get hard. Maybe this dude was not so