Matt couldn't sleep. He was far too sore for that. His now reddish eyes stung as the morning sunshine penetrated his room. It was smaller than the one he'd had at home, but not much. The only thing that Matt could really complain about was how bare it was. The walls were shockingly white, like they had just been painted the day before. Matt figured that they probably had been, as there were spots of red scattered about, most likely the colour the former occupant of the room had painted it. If he was allowed, he thought, he'd probably paint it red again, make it feel a little more like home.

Home.

This was his home now, and as much as Matt missed his old one, he knew he could never go back. His parents had abandoned him, and as much as it hurt him, he would never trust them again. It'd only been 18 hours since he'd met L and come here, but Matt already missed them. He missed the life he'd had. His friends, his school, even homework, Taking a deep sigh Matt pushed the duvet up to his chin, not wanting to feel the cold that surrounded him. L was really his only friend now, and Matt had already betrayed him. He'd slept with his boyfriend, and Matt was disgusted with himself. He felt like a dirty whore. This was definitely the worst thing he had ever done. L had invited him into his home when he had nowhere to go, had trusted him enough to tell him what he did for a living, and had even offered Matt a job, a way out of the situation he had gotten himself into. A single tear ran does Matt's cheek and onto the plain white duvet, and, wincing in pain, he turned onto his side and closed his eyes, blocking the harsh light from his sensitive eyes. Feeling them become heavier and heavier, Matt allowed the temptation of sleep to take him over.

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It was dark again when Matt finally opened his eyes, the harsh sunlight long since disappeared from his room. He'd slept all day, and no one had come in to wake him up. Matt thought it was a little strange, but he'd figured that L had probably told everyone to let him rest. He was less sore now, but the guilt he felt inside was still immense. Matt realised that, in order to make himself feel less down, he'd have to come clean to L, and just hope that he could be forgiven. It didn't matter to him that he could, and probably would, be kicked out. All that mattered to Matt was that he felt better, he felt more like his old self, and less like a little whore.

Taking a deep breath, Matt climbed out of bed and walked into the hallway. The walls, much like his bedroom, were also a bright white. Matt thought that this was probably so that if the police ever came to investigate, all the boys there could clear our and it wouldn't be obvious what was going on. Walking past a few doors to get to the stairs, Matt was curious as to what was happening behind each one.

Were people "working" right now?

Were they just like him?

Could he become friends with them?

Matt stopped still when he heard a strange noise coming from behind one of the white doors. It was a strange, quiet noise that seemed somewhat familiar. Going closer to the noise, Matt pressed his ear onto the door. Inside, someone was....gagging! Matt stepped back in shock and had to put his hand onto his mouth to stifle the gasp that escaped. As much as he had wanted to believe L, something in his mind had told him that it was all a lie, that there was no way someone as young as beautiful as L could ever run something so....so dirty, but now, it was undeniable. Pressing his ear to the door once again, the moans of an old man echoed the room, begging whoever had gagged to keep going. Matt kept listening as the moans became louder. Obviously he had obeyed the older man and had continued to perform his sexual act on him. Matt's breathing became quicker and more shallow as his underwear began to feel tighter and tighter as his bulge got bigger and bigger, causing the elastic in his boxers to strain.

It wasn't until Matt's black boxers were starting to feel very wet that he realised he should move away from the door. The last thing he wanted was to be known as the guy that listened to other people working. Moving away as quietly as he could, Matt reached into his pants and pulled his now very hard penis up against his stomach, closing the elastic onto it, so that his bulge would not be obvious to anyone that was currently downstairs.

Walking into the lounge, Matt was shocked to see a small figure huddled on the ground, playing with building blocks. He was almost as thin as L, but was slightly shorter. His strikingly white hair was the same shade as his shirt and trousers. However, it was none of these things that shocked Matt the most. It was the fact that he looked so young. Matt thought that he must have been around 14, if not younger, and the fact that he was playing with building blocks made him seem so naïve and innocent. His stomach felt like it turning inside out when Matt realised that this small boy worked here. It made him feel sick to think that some old pervert was paying to have sex with someone so young and pure looking. In fact, that was probably why he was chosen to work here, he was a paedophiles wet dream. All Matt wanted to do was to pick him up and take him away from this place, somewhere where he could just be a kid. Holding back, Matt walked up to him and sat down, crossing his legs.

"Um, hi!," he said, picking up a block and placing it on top of the tower the white haired boy had built, causing it to tumble down.

"Gee, clumsy much?," the boy replied, his voice deeper than Matt had imagined, "It took me ages to build that! Wait, you're Matt, right?"

Slightly taken aback that the boy appeared to know his name, Matt could only reply with a "Yes", before asking, "So, you work here too?"

"Yep!" the boy replied,seemingly proud of the fact that he worked as a rent boy, "I've been here for almost a year now! I've gotta say, you're cuter than imagined, I've never really been a fan of redheads, but with you, it just totally works!"

The compliment made Matt turn a bright shade of pink. He was surprised that someone as young as the boy was so forward ad outgoing, and, apart from his sitting position and the fact he was playing with toys meant for children, he seemed to actually be a very mature person. Trying hard not to show a smile that was beginning to form on his face, Matt changed the subject to back onto the boy.

"So, you seem to know my name, what's yours?" he asked, "And, how old are you?" Matt wasn't usually so nosey, but he thought since the boy was forward, that he could be too.

"Well, L came round to us all and told us that we ad to be nice to you and not scare you off like we did the last one, but I wouldn't worry about that, he was nowhere near as cute as you," the boy said while starting to rebuild his tower again. Matt noticed that every once in a while he's twist his fingers round one the curls in his hair, emphasizing the child-like quality he had.

"Oh, and I'm Near," he added in, finally looking up to Matt, a small, cheeky smile forming on his face, "and believe it or not, I'm actually 18"

"Really?" Matt asked, genuinely shocked. He didn't think Near would have any reason to lie, so chose to believe that he was much older than he looked.

"So, how d'you like it here?" Near asked, twirling a curl in his hair, "Have you met many people yet?"

"Um, well, I know L, but I guess that's pretty obvious," Matt said, letting out a small, nervous, laugh, "and there's you, and you seem pretty nice!

Matt looked down at the ground now, trying to hide the shame he felt before adding "And I met Light last night"

"Ah yes," Near said, sensing the guilt within Matt, "Don't worry, I know what he's like. I know what you have to go through when you first come here"

Near took his hand away from his hair and placed it gently onto Matt's shoulder. Matt felt the warmth from Near's hand spread over his body, and, although he hardly knew him at all, he leant in closer to the small boy and hugged him. It didn't feel strange or awkward to him, it was nice that he could have this contact, this friendly gesture, without it being sexual. Matt just hoped that Near felt the same.

"Matt, listen, don't worry about it okay? Light's a horrible person, he really is, and we all know it. Well, everyone apart from L." He said, trying to reassure Matt. Near knew how he was feeling, he'd felt it before, almost a year ago when Light had had sex with him. He knew the guilt you felt, the anger at yourself for betraying L, who had offered you a home.

"So, he, um, you know, does this with every new guy?" Matt asked. It was strange, but knowing that others had also betrayed L made him feel less guilty. It lifted the burden that was crushing him, knowing that probably everyone in the house had also committed the same crime as him.

"Pretty much, yeah. But, you can't tell L, okay? I heard a guy did a couple of years ago, and, well, L didn't believe him, so he got kicked out. He was homeless and had nowhere to go," Near warned, "and I really don't want to see that happen to you"

Matt wasn't sure what was worse, the fact that he was tempted to hide it all from L, like everyone had, or the fact that Light was getting away with being a horrible boyfriend. Either way, he decided then and there that, no matter how nice L had been to him, he had to look after himself. He couldn't end up homeless, and he couldn't go home. It was time he looked after himself, even if that did mean he became someone he wasn't proud of. For now anyway.

"So, you're on the timetable for tomorrow, have you seen it? Near asked, "but don't worry, it looks like L is starting you off easy!

Matt's stomach dived up and down, making him feel sick. TOMORROW!, he thought! It was almost midnight now, so it wouldn't be long until he started his life as an official rent boy. He wondered if L would come and talk to him first, reassure him, make him feel special like he did the night before. His nerves must have must showing, as Near said..

"Matt, as much as it's horrible, your worst time is always your first time, and you did that with Light last night, so the next time will be a breeze. I guess we owe Light that. He may be a complete wanker to L, but he makes your first job a lot less awkward. You're going to be fine"

"What was your first time like, if you don't mind me asking," Matt asked. He couldn't actually imagine Near having sex, he just looked to pure. In fact, he reminded him slightly of L.

"Well, my first time was a total blast, actually" Near laughed, as he told Matt all about it.

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"Near," said a soft voice, belonging to L, "this is Raye."

Striding towards Near was a tall man with broad shoulders and dark brown hair. He towered over both L and Near, and the striking contrast only made him look bigger. Taking Near's hand, he led him upstairs, apparently already knowing where to go. As he entered the room, he dragged Near in and pushed him onto the bed, making him groan as he his the duvet. Raye Flung his dark tench coat to the side, revealing a tight, black tee that hugged his figure. It was only now that Near could see the power of his body. His broad shoulders seemed to bugle and as lifted his arms over his head, taking off the tee, revealing his heavily worked out body. Every muscle seemed to have been worked to the limit. It reminded Near of Brad Pitt in Fight Club, but it looked like Raye was bigger.

"Strip," he ordered, and Near did as he was told. Near was very, very thin, so much so that the bottom of his rib cage was visible. However, on Near, it seemed to work. If he had been any bigger, he wouldn't have looked like the same person. It was this vulnerability that attracted Raye. He felt his briefs get tighter as his penis began to stretch, the thought of what he was going to do to this fragile body before him racing through his mind. Near was huddled over on the bed, staring at the raw power of Raye's body, his breathing irregular.

Raye pounced over to Near and softly pushed his head onto the pillows, and climbed on top of him. He began to kiss feverishly at Nears neck, so hard that it was already starting to bruise. Near, sensing that Raye liked pain, bit softly at his ear.

"Mmmph!" he moaned, as he took off his trousers and briefs, revealing his somewhat small penis. Near had to press his lips tightly together to stop himself from laughing. It wasn't the fact that his penis was small, it was the fact that Near finally understood why Raye had worked so hard on his body – to compensate for the size of his member.

Near slowly pushed Raye forward, off of him, and guided him onto his back. He placed his warm, moist tongue onto one of Raye's nipples, and as it hardened instantly, began licking at it like a dog, before slowly moving further and further down, until he reached Raye's shaft. Near could see Raye was nervous now, probably wondering if Near was going to comment on the small size. In fact, lying down, looking into Near's eyes, the dominance he had displayed before had completely disappeared. Now, he looked like a nervous virgin, almost scared of what Near was about to do

Smirking slightly, Near slowly stuck out his tongue and rubbed it on the very tip of Raye's shaft. He felt Raye quiver in pleasure, and Near loved it. He loved the power he now had over the strong, well built man. Teasing his more and more, Raye began to buck his hips, pushing his member deeper into Near's mouth. Near wrapped his lips around the shaft as Raye moved his hips up and down, stroking Near's cheek and he got faster.

"Gaah, you're so...ummmph....pretty," he gasped, "such a ...aaaaaah!..... beautiful boy"

Near moved faster and faster, making Raye moan and gasp, until he felt a sticky, hot liquid fill his mouth. Raye stopped pushing his hips into Near's mouth almost immediately, and turned a bright shade of red as he stood up and got dressed. Near swirled the liquid around his mouth, like mouthwash, before deciding it tasted too salty, and then spat it out onto the floor. He turned around to talk to Raye, to see if he wanted to wait for a few minutes before they had sex, since that was what he'd paid for, but it was too late, he had already gone. Near looked at the clock beside the bed, and realised it'd only taken him 7 minutes to make Raye cum. Feeling very proud of himself, Near got dressed and went to tell L he'd just satisfied his first customer, and that, if it was okay with L, he'd be here for a long time.

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"Hahaha! Well lets hope that I get a guy like that." Matt laughed. It was funny to think of Near like that. As someone who liked to have sex, who liked to be in control.

"Well," Near replied, "you can't have him, he asks specifically for me now. Speaking of, he usually comes around one in the morning, stops his girlfriend from asking questions."

"It doesn't bother you that he has a girlfriend?" Matt asked, "That you're helping him cheat on her?"

"Nah. The way is see it, is that she's not giving him all he needs. Without me keeping him satisfied, he would have dumped her ages ago. She keeps him happy emotionally, I keep him happy sexually"

"Well, that's a pretty good way too look at it," Matt replied, "I guess It helps you feel less guilty."

"So, Matt, I should go get some sleep. I've got a pretty busy day tomorrow, a lot of work!" Near said, yawning. Matt had forgotten that he'd slept in all day, while everyone else had been up, working hard. "You should get some sleep while you can, and don't be nervous okay? L would have given you someone easy to start off with. And you'll get to meet everyone else at breakfast."

Near knocked down his tower of blocks and left the lounge, leaving Matt alone, feeling more awake than ever. Tomorrow, he thought, tomorrow I start my new life.

GUYS! I'm sorry I took so long! I've had total writers block and to be honest, i've been feeling really down lately. If i'm being honest, I think this chapter sucks. But let me know what you think okay! I really love your opinions.