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The Brothel	By : Foraoo Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Savage Garden Views: 2659 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 3-Decision Time

After Damian had left I wondered whether he had alerted Paul that I was now awake if so I didn’t have much time. Slowly I climbed out of the bed aware of the pounding pain inside my skull and immediately slipped. Strong arms pulled me up from the floor and all but threw me on the bed. Spread-eagled on my back with the now infamous Paul grinning down at me I was more then ever aware of the fact I was just wearing boxers.

“How’s the hero?” he shouted down at me adding nail and chisel to my dangerously close to exploding head. I muttered something incoherent yet with many obscenities and he laughed happily and continued looking down at me.

I struggled onto my elbows and rewarded him with a stare of my own.

He was a man of about forty years with short brown hair fading gray at the edges like Damian he was an old fashioned sort of handsome.

“My God your perfect.” He whispered seemingly awe-struck.

“Perfect for what?” I added a hostile edge to my words but they had no effect.

“Oh Darren…you’re perfect in every way” ‘Damy’ had shared my details then.

“What do you want to ask me?” My curiosity was almost sending me mad at this point.

He grinned and sat down next to me “I’m so glad you asked Darren! I want you to stay here with me and my boys.” He sounded more like a child rather then the man of forty he appeared to be.

“Riigggghht...” I raised an eyebrow and stared at him and he giggled back.

“Will you?” He asked running his hands through my quite long black hair.

I had been knocked unconscious fighting for a boy who I didn’t know, being dragged to god knows where and investigated by two strangers and now one was offering me a home? With my already agonising head I found it all too hard to take in. I think that’s why I did what I did.

I butted him in the face and made a run for the door regardless of the fact I was just in my boxers and once through it stopped dead in my tracks.

I may have been self-conscious about what I was wearing a minute ago but compared to the sight before me I was well overdressed. The room was of a large scale and not a area in it wasn’t covered in purple drapes or gold lame but it wasn’t the interior design that kept me rooted like Michelangelos ‘David’ who Paul so kindly compared me to earlier on.

It was Paul’s ‘boys’. Everywhere they surrounded the place sitting on elderly gentleman’s laps, laughing as they fed each other grapes caressing and pleasuring each other for the entertainment of those who watched. In the corner I spotted the boy from the alley he was lying across a man of around 50 years of age and being gently spanked. He did not look uncomfortable. I heard Paul approach at my shoulder and wordlessly I turned to him “I’m in a house of ill-repute.”

He laughed loudly while rubbing his reddened nose “Yes well done Darren now come on inside!”

I felt a hand at my left buttock, outraged I spun round face to face with a bearded man of over sixty at the least.

“A new acquisition Paul? May I have a go when you’ve broken him in?” He leered toothlessly at me, smiling back I said, “You can have a go now” and pulled back my arm to strike a blow. I felt Paul's arms about my waist dragging me back into the bedroom. I heard the perverts voice cry out “Oh spirit I like it!” and then the door was shut. Paul flung me down on the bed and appeared to be having a laughing fit.

“Oh Darren your priceless…ill repute…oh God!” he shoved his hand into his mouth to quiet himself.

“A burlesque house! A goddamn brothel!” I wagged my finger at him as my temper grew but this only set him off worse. Annoyed I sat with my arms folded until he stopped. Wiping tears from his eyes he sat down next to me.

“Will you join us?” He asked gently “Don’t tell me you haven’t did things like this before for money.” I nodded. I remembered the clumsy exchange of money, they way they looked through me as if I didn’t exist and how it would benefit me with means to live…for a little while. As if reading my mind he said

“This would be different...on your on terms Darren a house, money, security.” I remembered Damian’s mantra from earlier.

“And I could stay here?” I could feel myself being lulled, and he knew it.

“As long as you want you’re free to leave whenever, your own room an education all for you Darren.”

“But the men they…”

“At all times your perfectly safe, my boys stick together. They are not like those men from the streets Darren. They’re altogether different sort of clientele.” I thought of the leering man outside and then of then of another night sleeping rough. Surly this was better?

“How about a trial Daz?”

“A...a trial!” I looked into those eyes and damned if I didn’t see triumph shining back at me. “OK a trial.” I looked down at my hands. He turned my face towards him and kissed me softly on the lips when he pulled back I felt myself shift forward searching again for his sweet kiss.

“Soon sweetheart. For now sleep.” He left the room and switched off the light leaving me in darkness.

What had I got myself into?

Next Instalment

Darren’s new client and a new rival?

CAUTION-From here on out things are gonna get slashy.
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