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My natural parents were never married and my dad disappeared when I was born. My mother married when I was 5 to a man named Jack. He was a terrific stepfather and he adopted me when I was 7. He worked as an auto mechanic and kept us comfortable.
Mom died when I was 15, and Jack discovered she had spent almost all of their money. Jack and I moved to a 3 bedroom trailer in a trailer park to save expenses.
I was well into puberty. I was developing fast and horny as hell. By the time I was 18 I was fairly muscular, tanned and hairy and gay-all-the-way. Jack had no problem with me when I told him and hinted that he was bisexual himself.
After a year of college, which was a waste of time, I moved back into the trailer with Jack. Luckily I got a good 9-5 job at a local mill. Together our incomes meant we had no financial worries.
Jack told me he had been having sexual relationships with men in the park since I went to college. Almost all the men were married and lived in the park too, but our trailer was at a dead end of one of the streets and partially hidden by trees, so there were no privacy issues. He hoped I could handle this arrangement, and I assured him I was fine with it. I said I hoped to find guys to bring home for sex too, and so we agreed we wouldn't have to hide our sexual interests.
Jack's friends usually visited on weekends. He would greet them, introduce me, and they would go into his bedroom for sex. After a few weeks some of these guys said they'd like to fuck me too. Jack said no, that we didn't mix our sex lives. These guys said they really wanted to fuck a young guy (I was five feet ten inches tall, 180 pounds, fairly muscular) and they would pay to have sex with me. Jack asked me if I was interested, I said yes, and he settled on a fee of $25. Then I sucked him off and he fucked me.
The next weekend four guys from the park came over to get sucked and to fuck me. The next weekend there were seven guys lining up on Sunday afternoon. After a month there were as many as twenty-two guys horny to blow their loads in me over the weekend. As a dedicated bottomboy, I loved this! All that cock pounding in me!
Most of the guys were in their 30s to 50s whose wives had lost interest in sex. Almost all were in decent shape too. Most did not want a lot of preliminaries, just a forthright suck to hardness and then a good fucking. Jack watched over me to guard against anyone getting too aggressive, and to ask if I needed a break now and then. He gave me a 60/40 split of the money, and after a few months we both had plenty of spending money. He like watching me bottoming and usually ended up fucking me after the last guy went home. I really enjoyed feeling a man's weight on me, watching him work up a sweat, hearing his moaning and groaning, and taking loads of cum.
After a few months there were so many guys wanting sex, that we had to schedule them, and even included Tuesday and Thursday evenings. The dead end road and the trees kept everything private. Occasionally I would need some time off and Jack always accommodated me. But mostly I LOVED taking cocks up my ass.
This went on for almost five years, until I got a very good job in another part of the state. That's how my stepfather became my pimp. No regrets
My step dad molested me from when I was nine until I was twelve, too young to get pregnant.
He and I were in an accident in his truck on the way back from the motel he would take me to for sex.
I got put on on my own, he was trapped and the truck caught on fire. I watched him burn and scream. When he was silent was when I called for help on my cell.
It took about 15 minutes for the H.P. to arrive and another ten for rescue to arrive. I pretended to be so very upset as they attempted to console me. I should have won an academy award.
Mom was upset but she was glad I was ok. I kept my mouth shut and just went with the presence of grief.
A few years later, my mom confided in me that the one thing she hated about my step dad was how much he loved anal sex.
I knew exactly what she meant as I felt exactly like she did.
We did one of those goddamn DNA test things that my wife wanted to do for a family tree thing and it has like nuked our family. It turned out to be that my wife's great grandparents were siblings and her grandparents were cousins. I filed for divorce.