The first time

Riki was cruising the streets, feeling torn inside. Guy had been seek for two weeks now, and as far as the doctor that he had succeeded convincing to come over was concerned, his well being relied on medicine. Expensive medicine. The type mongrels from the slum could not afford. Yet, he tried. He went out every night, but pick-pocketing did not seem to sum up for what was needed. No wonder he was feeling so down. And Midas streamed around him, so luxurious, so in his face! All those nouveau riches, flaunting their perversions, their gratuitous wealth, just the thing he could not reach...

He tried to consider other things to do, but nothing paid that well. Courier jobs, he did that. Delivering messages, including ones that more than once carried something dangerous attached to it, done already. And he could not afford too many enemies, or Guy and him would have become dead meat. What remained? Selling his body? Yeah, right, like in this town filled with former class A pets, someone would pay to put their hands on a filthy mongrel.

Being so entrapped in his thoughts he did not notice the black limousine driving slowly close by.

.....

Iason was watching the Midas streets, all filled with light, feeling completely bored. All those silhouettes did nothing for him. He did not need anything. Because he just had it all: power, status, pets... whatever. He ruminated about his lack of challenging options, when a young man dressed in black caught his attention. The leather pants hung loosely on the hips, and that made the man's moves quite lascivious. From that point, Iason could not see his face, so he asked the driver:
- Katze, slow down.
Now the limousine was rolling next to the youngster, and Iason could take in all the guy's looks. He seemed to be a mongrel, in his early 20's, a little bit skinny, but fine looking, with sleek muscles showing under the t-shirt, and a very nice, strung as a drum butt that attracted Iason's eyes more than once. When checking the young man's face, Iason noticed the concern, but, despite that, he could tell that the boy was quite a looker. Full lips, large dark eyes... yes, Iason was feeling that his boredom will soon fade away.
- Katze, who is this?
The answer came promptly, and Iason did not expect less from his devoted furniture.
- His name is Riki, he is the leader of a gang called Bison, and he lives in the slums. Quite clever, he sometimes carries errands for me.
- And why the long face?
- I heard his boyfriend got sick, some sort of complications from the flu... Medicine is quite expensive, so it would be a while until the kid will get back on his feet, if ever.
- I see, said Iason in a chilly tone. So Riki here would be in a terrible chase for cash, wouldn't he?
Katze did not answer. He knew when to keep silent, and when his master was just talking to himself.
- Stop the car and ask Riki to get in.

.....

Riki heard someone calling his name. He saw Katze at the wheel of an expensive limousine. That did not strike him as extraordinary, as he knew Katze as a man with connections.
- There is someone that wants to meet you. Get in the back. The car door from the back flew open, and Riki did not hesitate, as Katze always meant good money.
He was amazed by how large the car seemed on the interior, but moreover but the man he got face to face, when the door shut and the car began moving. Right there, in front of his eyes, there was a Blondie, in all his glory, beautiful, with incredible long hair, and blue iced eyes. And the look in those eyes was so cold, that Riki felt like someone was seizing his throat, not allowing him to speak.

The youngster looked even more appealing in the clear light of the limousine. His dark skin was smooth, his face incredibly cute, and those lips were red and full. All at the arm's length. But Iason loved to play. Nervous about the silence, and the cool glares that gave nothing about Iason's desires, Riki started:
- What kind of job do you want me to do? And what's the pay? Riki did not intend to lose his time, provided that this Blondie proved to be a cheapskate.
Iason smirked.
- Anxious to begin? For one hour, you will do as I please. And the pay is 50,000 credits. Would that be enough?
"Enough?" Riki's brain was screaming, that was more than enough to get Guy on his feet, and to live large in the slums for a whole year. "Oh God, I have to kill someone! A VIP?" Even if his mind was reeling, Riki knew an opportunity when he saw it. So he braced himself.
- Ok, shoot. What do you want?
Iason's eyes gleamed. And Riki was taken aback by the Blondie's next words.
- Take off your clothes ... slowly.

Riki did not expect that. For sure, he did not. Maybe it was a joke. Why would anyone, a Blondie even, wanted with a mongrel? Sexually? He gotta be kidding. That Blondie would kick him out of the car in seconds, and he would just have another bitter piece of bread to chew on. So he just stayed there, unmoved.
- What are you waiting for? Aren't the money good enough? Iason took a stack of cash from a lateral drawer and threw them next to Riki, who was seated opposite from him.
Riki was beginning to feel that it was just a dream. Damn, those were good money. What a merciless joke, to flaunt them in his face! But he decided to give it a try. He heard it. Blondies didn't fuck. So, he would just show his body, perform a little (he heard about pet shows, and had seen a few in Midas brothels), and then, if that was only a joke, he would just spit into that guy's face and fly away. Or maybe not, or his ass would be fried. No exit, he thought, so he took off his shirt with a sigh, letting his taut, street worked muscles show.
- I said slowly, oh, my, you really don't know refinement, do you?
- I am from the slums, what do I know, Riki shouted back.
Iason came closer and grabbed Riki's chin, dominating him with his eyes.
- Do as I say, and save your comments.
Riki felt strangely intoxicated with the Blondie so close, and touching him. But Iason got back at his place, leaving just a chill behind.
The youngster unzip his trousers, trying to move seductively for this pantsy ass, full of cash Blondie. And so fuckable. Where did that come from? Riki felt a little scared. He find the man before him not only beautiful, but sexy as hell. Imagining his hands on him, for a brief second, made Riki escape a moan. Iason laughed.
- Yes, pet, like that...
Pet? Riki felt anger boiling inside, replacing the former arousal, but Guy's face popped in his mind, so he gritted his teeth, and continued. He let the trousers fell, and took off the boots along with them, remaining all naked. "Let's get it over with, and take the asshole's money".
Now, Riki's beauty was in full display. Iason reached out and caressed Riki's smooth tight, in a lazy move, causing Riki an eager erection. Riki was simply amazed at how his body reacted to that man's touch.
- Pet, pleasure yourself for me.
Riki ignored the despicable term and just grabbed his organ, pumping hard.

Iason was amazed to see these raw unrefined sexual manifestations, but he was aroused by this strange animal, exuding so much sensuality. He felt his own erection poking his pants, but he wanted to last more. Riki came in seconds, his fluids falling on his chest, his belly and his tighs, in beautiful streams.
- What? So fast?
The hurtful comment bit hard. Riki could not explain why he lasted so little, but he blamed it on not being able and in the mood for doing anything with Guy being sick and all.
- I am sorry, I just... Can I please have at least a part of the money and go? Riki almost pleaded. He was so ashamed he just wanted out.
- I booked you for an hour.
- But I'm finished!
Iason flew his zipper open and took off his enormous organ that made Riki gasp.
- On your knees. Come here, and put your mouth on me.
Riki never saw such a big penis in his entire life, and considering he only had been with Guy, that wasn't much of a comparison. Guy was good looking and he had a nice dick, but sucking off such a stallion seemed like a daunting task. But he dragged himself on his knees and put his hands on Iason's legs, so he could have leverage.
Seeing Riki in this submissive position made Iason almost spend himself right there. But he guided his organ towards Riki's wet and welcoming mouth, and let him have it.
Riki tasted first, and his dick got up instantly, much to his horror. He tried to think of something else, but the smell of Iason's loins was just too much. He let the head slide and tried to swallow as much as he could. Then he began working on it, hoping for a rapid release from Iason.
Iason felt like in heaven. That young, unexperimented mouth on his dick was pure exilaration. He knew that Riki would try his best to make him come, but that was not what he had in mind.
- Stop. Look at me.
Riki raised his head, unaware of the danger ahead. Iason grabbed him all of a sudden, and threw him on the floor, landing on top of the boy. The cold stance was gone, fierceful passion was in, and Iason covered Riki's mouth with his own, tasting his personal precum from the boy's tongue.
Riki was surprised by the change of plans, but showered in Iason's kisses, he just forgot about himself. He grabbed Iason's neck and responded in kind, giving as best as receiving.
Iason got up a little, much to Riki's disappointment, that lasted only seconds. Iason threw away his clothes, remaining completely nude, which made Riki's erection even harder to bear. Riki moaned, and Iason grabbed his legs and spread him wider, preparing for entering. Riki sensed the danger, eyes fixed on the impossibly engorged organ.
- No, please, you are just too big, you will kill me!
Iason growled, and made Riki turn on his belly, with just one swift move. Riki became desperate and tried to get up, but a merciless hand held him in place. The other spread his buttocks and he felt Iason's hot tongue opening his inner sanctum. He moaned in pleasure, erection coming back in full force. Iason probed him with his fingers.
- You are so tight, you will feel exquisite...
- Please, don't... Riki managed to say...
Iason positioned himself behind Riki and entered in one move, making Riki scream. Even Katze heard that, but he didn't move.
Riki was crying now, and Iason tried to calm him with a rain of kisses on his back and ears.
- Please, let me go...
- No yet, it's not enough.
And Iason started moving, enveloped in Riki's tight and wet insides, feeling like never before in his life. With one hand, he grabbed Riki's erection and pumped in the same rhythm, bringing both of them to completion. The boy was exhausted, his body glistening with sweat and he was just weeping quietly.
Iason slided outside Riki's body and watched the hand he used for masturbating the youngster, which was full with cum.
- You cannot be serious, you just came over my hand. Just get up and take your money. You earned it.
Riki rose limping and started gathering his clothes. Iason looked at him, a little annoyed. The kid could not feel that bad! When Riki was fully clothed and the money were in his pockets, he grabbed his hand and made him stay in his lap.
- You showed me a great time, pet.
Iason kissed Riki's swollen lips, penetrating his mouth with his tongue, for the last time. He wanted to say something nice, but nothing seemed to come, just those words of praise for a good pet.
Regretfully, he let Riki get up and watched him opening the car door and leaving without a look back.
- Katze, from now on, keep an eye on Riki. I don't want anything to happen to him. And hire him, make sure he is never hungry or cold.
"Did that make you feel better, Iason? You just broke Jupiter's strongest taboo, and you do not feel sorry for it. But you feel sorry that the little pet cried under you... I guess you need to prioritize more".

Riki waited until the car disappeared and shot a glance back. Even if it hurt, that was the most exhilarating sexual experience he ever had. And he still felt the taste of Iason's last kiss. "I don't even know his name. That was one shot only. Guy is waiting, let's get home."