(Trent's POV)
"Oh god, that was a rough day at the office". i moaned as i pulled into the garage of my little studio apartment in the downtown area of the city. It was not much of a place, but it was home for me. I sighed, getting out of the car and closing the garage door, before heading inside. I got into the apartment and looked outside and saw a few young boys on their way home from school, their uniforms a mess from messing around in the dirt and mud of the summer.
My mouth fell open slightly seeing them through my window, there were three of them, all around 13 years old, tall lean and very attractive looking boys. I had to adjust my trousers to try and make my boner less obvious before they passed from my field of view. I let out a sigh of relief before i had a thought and grabbed my laptop, opening it on my kitchen table and smirking as i typed in "Boy Sex Slaves".
I held my breath as i pressed enter and i scrolled through a number of purely fantasy sites, dedicated to imagining what would happen to sex slave boys. But towards the bottom of the page, my eyes grew wide at the local ad posted on a very low-key website similar to Craigslist. I double clicked on it and it showed a picture of the local abandoned docks not far from my apartment in the city's downtown lower income areas.
Scrolling through the page i found the address of the warehouse in the old dock, licked my lips as i deleted the cookies and any evidence i had been on that site before getting into my car and driving down to the docks. They had been abandoned after World War II went they were a hive of activity, but now the buildings were covered in rust, the old wooden piers had rotten and fell into the sea in parts.
As i pulled up, i glanced around and saw that there were a few white vans parked nearby as i got out and a man approached me, gun in hand before aiming it at me. "What are you doing here, this is private property man?' he snapped at me, holding the gun firmly in his hand. I gulped and managed to keep my cool as best i could before whispering "I....I am um, here about maybe um, buying some merchandise". i said with a wink.
The man's hard face instantly softened and he even lowered the gun, a hint of a smile coming over his thin stern lips as he pointed over to the small warehouse right on the water. "Right this way, i think you will be very pleased with the selection we have today". The man said as two more guards with guns slowly opened a large metal door that led to an old loading warehouse for war munitions.
The light was dim as the sun was setting in the distance, as the small portable lights came on, my mouth fell open once more at the sight that greeted me. There were several narrow rows of small metal cages, clearly once used to house zoo animals and the like, but as i got closer, i could see that inside the first cage i saw, were two very scared looking young boys, these ones were no more than 10-11 years old, stripped naked and looking filthy from being in the cage for some time. Along the rows were hundreds of cages just like that, each with between 1 and 4 naked teenagers inside, non of them looking too pleased to be there.
I blushed in the darkness, re-adjusting my trouser to try and hide my erection before i felt a warm hand slap me on the shoulder. "No need for that here sir, there is no shame in it". the young man said as he came into the light, this man could be no older than me, but had a thick beard across his young face as he smiled softly at me.
"What sort of age range are you looking for today sir?" he asked just like a store clerk would ask for your dress size or what style of clothes you wanted.
I stuttered slightly as i said "Um i was looking between 13-15, that sort of age".
The man nodded as he walked down the middle of one of the rows, ignoring the screams and pleas of the young victims trapped in their tight cages. "We can just ignore these items here, they are too young for what you want". he said smiling the whole time.
I felt my boner getting harder as he got to the section clearly labelled for boys aged 13-15. I gulped slightly at the small size of this section, dozens of younger boys and hundreds of older ones, but only a handful of boys of the perfect age range for me. "Is um, this all you have of this range?' i asked, still slightly nervous to be here, with no clue if i could get caught.
The young man shrugged his shoulders casually "I'm afraid so sir, however, these items were retrieved not that long ago, this one here". he banged on the thick metal cage that housed a single teenage boy of Asian descent, and smirked as the boy trembled as we both looked at him, naked and exposed. "Came in barley 2 hours ago, that's about as fresh as they come here".
i looked this boy up and down and smiled at the young man and smirked "Can they talk?" i asked him, a little nervous before he laughed and glared at the boy as i asked "how old are you and whats your name?" The boy looked at the slave keeper and gulped "I....I am 15 sir, and my name is Ryan". He said, looking very scared by this whole scenario. I just smiled and nodded as we moved along to the next cage and i gasped when i saw how small it was and that it held a pair of pale white boys, who looked barely old enough to be teenagers.
I reached my hand through the bars and touched the closer of the two boys, who cried out in terror as i could not help but laugh. "and these are all for sale, yes?' the keeper smirked and nodded his head slowly, before i asked "How much for them both?"
The keeper's mouth almost dropped as he looked at the two very handsome young boys and his mouth soon twisted into a wicked grin, licking his lip slowly. "well we rarely get people wanting to buy two such young slaves together, so i think we could do a deal, but first, which item do you want to buy sir?"
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