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The Queen of Hearts

Chapter three

Madison was awoken some hours later by a hand gently shaking him.

“Maddy, time to wake up.”

He moaned in protest, turning onto his back and throwing an arm across his eyes, but Jamie simply pried it away, bending down to place a kiss on the tip of his nose.

“I’m sorry Maddy, I didn’t want to wake you, but we gotta get some food before we head to work.”

“I don’t want to go…”

Madison sat up slowly, rubbing his tired eyes. He was still naked and the room had begun to grow chilly while he slept, causing him to shiver.

“I don’t care what Maddox says, you’re going out dressed in something a little warmer, okay?” Jamie told him, climbing off the bed and rooting around in Madison’s wardrobe. He tossed a few items of clothing on the bed, a warm, white, hooded sweater and some pants, but Madison just sighed.

“The sweater, maybe…pants, no.”

Jamie made a face at him. “I don’t want you to get sick again.”

He’d been hospital about a year before, diagnosed with severe hypothermia, a result of standing out in the freezing cold with such skimpy clothing on. He’d barely made it through, it had been touch and go for a while, but he’d been back out on the streets as soon as he’d gotten better. Jamie had worried about him so much during that time, almost making himself sick in the process.

“I’ll be fine, Jamie.”

Madison slipped into a pair of underpants before rooting around for a skirt. He chose a short, black number, but opted for a pair of skin coloured hold ups to provide a little barrier between him and the cold. He decided to wear the top Jamie had picked out for him, it still looked good and it was warm and comfortable.

“Look okay?” he asked and Jamie nodded with a sigh.

“I’m wearing pants, I don’t care what Maddox says.”

A half hour later, after getting dressed and putting on make up, the two sat down at the table in the kitchen. Alysia had cooked some dinner, it was a daily ritual for them to sit down and eat together before they went out to work. They ate virtually in silence, each one thinking about the night they had ahead, and how much they would prefer to just stay home.

At eight o clock, Alysia left for the club and the other two left shortly afterwards, walking hand in hand down the cold street. The night seemed a little warmer than it had the night before, something of which they were glad.

Rob was already on the street corner as they arrived, sitting on the wall they had sat on the night before, smoking a cigarette. The other two boys were a little way down the street, talking together quietly. Madison often wondered why they never came to talk to them.

“Hey Rob,” Jamie greeted him, sliding onto the wall and pulling Madison down next to him.

“Hey you guys, I was waiting for you to turn up. Don’t fancy sitting here on my own.”

Madison pulled his legs up and wrapped his arms around them, already shivering from the cold.

“Hopefully business will be a bit faster tonight,” Jamie said, not sure if he meant it.

A few minutes later, Maddox came round the corner and he headed instantly for Madison, standing before him and frowning down at him.

“Where’s the rest of my money?” he demanded and the boy sighed, reaching into the small bag he’d brought with him. He pulled out a hundred of the hundred and fifty dollars and handed it over to the man.

“You’d better get your ass in gear tonight boy,” Maddox warned, turning and stalking off down the street, “I expect double this amount tomorrow.”

Once he had gone, the boys relaxed. They hated Maddox- all the man cared about was money. When Madison had been sick, the man had been more concerned with the money he was missing out on than the boy’s health. If he had died, he would have found another whore to replace him eventually.

“At least it means we got fifty bucks for food this week,” Jamie commented. He was an optimist, trying his hardest to always look on the bright side. He was the positive to Madison’s negative.

It was an hour later when business started to pick up. Madison sat on the wall and sulked for the most part, watching as one by one the other boys were picked up and driven off, until he was left alone. He didn’t like it…the darkness of night, the chill, and the fact that anything could happen to him. It made him think back to the article they’d read in the newspaper that morning…wondering if anything like that would end up happening to him.

Some time later, a car pulled to a stop by the curb and Madison glanced up the street before rising to his feet, crossing to the driver’s window. He found himself looking into the face of an attractive, young man with dark hair and dark, blue eyes.

“Hey…” the man began nervously. “I don’t really know how this works…get in?”

Madison nodded, moving round the car, surprised when one of the back doors was opened for him. When he slid in, he saw another young man sitting there, one with dark, red hair, green eyes and freckles spattered across his face.

“How much is it?” the driver asked, pulling away from the curb and Madison told him the going rate, watching for the nod in reply.

They both seemed nervous, like it was something they’d barely even considered before. Usually the clients he got were older, and had slept with many different prostitutes.

“I’m Tom,” the driver said finally, breaking the silence, “This is my boyfriend James.”

“Madison.”

“It’s James’s birthday…I asked him what he wanted and he said a threesome. We were going to go pick a guy up at a club, but we saw you alone on the corner, so…”

Madison nodded. The redhead next to him had blushed quite darkly…it made him look sorta cute.

“Well happy birthday,” the boy ventured, offering the man a slight smile.

Tom drove them to a hotel that was a few blocks down, something in the middle of the price range, not cheap, not too expensive. He knew for once that it wasn’t going to be too bad. They would just fuck him and send him on his way without drooling all over him or asking him to perform any ridiculous or degrading acts. It was quite sweet…that a man would do something like that for the one he loved, even if it did involve picking up a hooker.

Madison dropped his bag on a table by the door as they entered the hotel room, pausing to look around him as the other two entered. Tom lead his lover to the bed and sat him down, whispering a few words in his ear before approaching Madison.

“We’ve never done anything like this before,” he told the boy and Madison had to smile at the pathetic look on his face. He decided to go easy on the guy and show him how things went by stepping up to him, taking his face in his hands and standing on tiptoe to press a kiss to his mouth. Tom was tall, over six feet- he dwarfed Madison’s five and a half feet frame.

The man seemed tense for a few moments, but he soon relaxed, slipping his hands round to rest on Madison’s back as he took charge of the kiss. James, who was sat on the bed watching, blushed again, but this time in arousal- watching his boyfriend kiss someone else was a turn on.

Tom’s fingers caught the zipper on Madison’s sweater, tugging it down slowly as they kissed, then slipping his hand inside to stroke soft, pale skin. While he was a virgin to the idea of paying to sex, he was most definitely experienced when it came to the act itself. Madison found he rather liked that- it was as if he could almost enjoy himself.

A few minutes later he was kneeling up on the bed, between James’s spread legs, his hand cupping the back of the man’s head as he kissed him deeply. His sweater, shoes and the stocking he’d been wearing had long since been pulled off, thrown across the room along with other various items of clothing. He didn’t know where Tom had gone but James was equally as experienced and Madison found himself rather aroused as large hands trailed up the back of his thighs, cupping his buttocks beneath the skirt.

The dark haired man eventually returned, sitting on the bed next to them and stroking his lover’s back slowly.

“Hey babe,” he began as the redhead pulled back from Madison, “Do you want to…?” He trailed off, holding up the tube of lube he’d been holding.

Madison was thankful that the two were different than the man he’d serviced the night before. They were kind and patient, not seeming at all like the kind of people that would pay for a prostitute- they took care not to hurt him, which was rare.

He was happy to lay back once he’d pulled off his underwear, his skirt caught around his middle and his legs spread as far as he could muster as Tom slid lube covered fingers inside him, thoroughly preparing him. He found he was actually enjoying himself, moaning in pleasure as James’s hand encircled his cock and stroked him slowly.

Madison did everything he was told, moving when a hand pressed against him, turning onto his front. He got up onto his knees, sitting back on his feet as he watched the two of them finish undressing, pausing only to kiss each other passionately. It made him feel sad to watch them, knowing that while he had Jamie, there was no one that loved him as much as the two loved each other. His thoughts fell briefly to the detective that he’d met at the station, remembering the way the man’s blue eyes had watched him intently.

The dark haired boy shook his head, wondering why he’d brought up the thought of the cop and turned his attention back to the two men in the room.

“How would you like me?” he asked them, watching Tom pull two condoms from the pocket of his discarded jacket. It was obvious that he was going to end up in the middle, but he didn’t mind, it was often the way for him where threesomes were involved.

“James is going to fuck you,” Tom told him, ripping the wrapper from the condom and moving to his lover to roll it onto his cock. “And I want you to suck me.”

Madison nodded, waiting until they were done then pausing to pull off his skirt before getting up on his hands and knees on the bed. He felt the mattress shift as the two sorted themselves out, Tom moving to sit at the pillow end while James stayed towards the bottom.

Hands took hold of his hips gently and a hardness pressed against him, not pushing, simply letting him know of its presence. It was almost as if James were waiting for permission from his lover, which he got in the form of a nod. Then the man began to move, sliding his cock slowly into Madison, not wanting to hurt him. It was a slow process, but eventually it was done and the redhead paused, shifting himself into a better position before he began slowly thrusting. Madison didn’t know why he was being so gentle, treating him like he wasn’t a whore. It was strange, unusual, but he wasn’t about to tell them it was wrong- they were paying him after all.

Tom had rolled a condom onto his own erection and he took hold of one of Madison’s pigtails, guiding himself downwards. After so much experience, the boy knew what was being asked of him and he willingly took up his next task, running his tongue down the side of the man’s cock.

He’d long since learned to bypass his gag reflex and Tom let out a moan as he swallowed the man completely, taking him to the back of his throat and using all the tricks he knew to please him. The hand on his head told him he was doing a good job, and the moans he pulled from the man’s throat.

James was enjoying himself just as much, thrusting into Madison’s exquisite heat. He had picked his pace up a little, grip tightening on slender hips as he pushed back into the hot tightness.

His hand slid round to grasp Madison’s cock, working it in time with his thrusts. He knew he didn’t have to bother pleasing the boy when they had paid to have him, but it felt wrong to just leave him out.

It wasn’t long before things escalated and all three of them were teetering on the edge of orgasm. It was such a rare thing for Madison, for clients to actually care about giving him pleasure as well, he found he was almost enjoying himself…at that moment he could almost say he didn’t mind that he was having sex with two complete strangers.

James was the first to come, lost in the tightness of Madison’s body and watching his mouth around his lover’s cock. When he slipped out, he pulled off his condom and threw it in the trash, wrapping his hand around the boy’s cock as he watched the two of them. Madison knew exactly what he was doing when performing oral sex, he had picked up many tricks to please a man, all of which Tom seemed to be very much enjoying. He tightened his grip in the boy’s dark hair as he finally lost it, releasing with a loud cry.

Madison was next. He came still on his knees with James stroking him, splattering onto the bed beneath him and the redhead’s hand. He simply sat back on his feet afterwards, watching the two clean up.

“Did you enjoy that?” Tom asked, taking his lover’s hand to lick off Madison’s essence. The redhead smiled, wrapping his arms around his lover and the dark haired boy sighed softly, slipping off of the bed and into the en suite bathroom.

He had a quick shower, washing the smell of sex from his body before emerging once more, finding the two fully dressed and talking together. He slipped on his clothes, taking care to pick up his bag that he’d left by the door before returning to them. Tom handed him his fee and he carefully tucked it away, knowing he would most likely end up handing it over to Maddox.

“We’ll drop you off on the way home,” the dark haired man told him and he nodded. “Thank you, Madison…for helping me give my lover a birthday present.”

“I just…did what you paid for.” he replied softly.

He was still thinking about what Tom had said when they dropped him off. It was extremely strange to pick up a whore, fuck them for money and then afterwards, thank them. No one had ever thanked him before.

Rob was sitting on the wall with one of the other boys when he returned and he sat down next to the blond, taking the cigarette he was offered.

“Some guy came round,” Rob told him, “He was pretty pissed that you weren’t here, but Jamie went with him instead.”

Madison sighed. “Jamie’s too good to me…”

“Don’t put yourself down, Maddy.”

He had two more customers that night before Maddox let him go and he walked home alone.

He was worried. Jamie still hadn’t returned by the time he left and it was well into the night. He reminded himself that some clients liked the experience of waking up next to someone in the morning, so there was always the possibility that Jamie would get home in the early hours of the day, but he was still worried.

No one was at the house when he arrived, and he got ready for bed quickly, happy to sink down onto the mattress and pull the blanket up around him. He slept on the side of the bed that Jamie had been on the night before and it still smelled like him, something that Madison found to be a comfort. He fell asleep with thoughts of his best friend’s arms around him.

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