Blaine knocked on the door and came in when he heard Fred’s voice. The man was standing next to a big window, looking through it. He smiled at the boy but his eyes stayed just as cold as always.

“Tom said you wanted to see me, sir,” Blaine said.

“Yes, indeed,” Fred said moving towards his table and sitting down, “I wanted to see you. I have a job for you.”

Blaine smiled; he wanted to finally get out of that building. He had proved that he was as good as many older agents. And now he was getting a job, he was going on his very first mission.

“Take a seat, boy,” the man said and Blaine sat down in front of him, still smiling. “A few members of the Green and the Blue Squads have been working on one mission. However, one of them was injured and we need a replacement. I think, you would be a perfect addition. This would be your chance to shine.”

The boy could not contain his happiness anymore. He was very excited and Fred felt slightly sorry for a young boy who didn’t know what was waiting for him.

<~*~>

To say that Blaine was nervous would be an understatement. He was dreading what was going to happen. No matter how it would work out, he knew he would be hurt. But it was his job, his first mission. There was no way he could screw up.

He was in a small room, the sun was going down and it made the place look a bit romantic. Blaine couldn’t help but smile at that stupid thought. He knew there would be no romance, no careful touches. He would be just a body for someone to use. And he wouldn’t be able to ask this person to be gentle just because it was his first time. He had been told he had no right to talk about what he wanted unless a client asked him. Blaine put all his hopes in a person who was about to come into the room.

He was about to sit down on the edge of a big bed when the door opened and a man came in. He was approximately fifty year old, wearing a dark blue suit, which was one size too small for him and his beer belly, with a horrible brown tie. Blaine assumed he was some businessman.

The man looked at him judging if the curly haired boy was worth the price. He must have been satisfied because he smirked approvingly.

“Who do we have here? You must be new, slut. I hadn’t seen you here before.”

Blaine swallowed audibly suddenly even more scared once he saw the man and heard him talk. However, a professional part of him told him to move towards the man seductively. He had to be professional no matter how hard it was.

“I may be new but I will make you never forget the night with me,” Blaine said feeling sick.

“Cut the crap, I don’t have time for games," the man pushed Blaine away and took his gaudy top off. “Take your clothes off, lie on your stomach, and spread your legs as wide as you can.”

A scared look on Blaine’s face suggested the man that this boy was not only new but most likely a virgin as well. Oh, he was going to make his first time memorable. Yes, that slut would never forget him.

Blaine watched the man while he was taking his tie and shirt off. He didn’t want to make him angry so he silently took his t-shirt and skinny jeans off. He stood there for a moment with his briefs only. He looked at the man who was now standing with his suit pants, revealing a hairy chest, and saw him eyeing him questionably.

Blaine broke the eye contact and took his briefs off. It was weird to be standing completely naked with some man who was about to take his virginity.

“Bed. I won’t say twice,” and man said angrily.

The boy took a deep breath and lied on the bed spreading his legs a bit. He buried his face in a pillow trying not to shake. He wanted this to be over as soon as possible.

The bed sank a bit as the man finally took his clothes off and came onto bed. He reached for Blaine’s ass and spread the cheeks.

“Oh, we have a tight boy here,” the man laughed reaching a condom on the bed stand; his already hard cock brushed Blaine’s ass and the boy bit his lip at a disgusting feeling. 

Meanwhile the man opened a condom wrapper, put it on his not very long but thick cock, raised Blaine by hips and lined himself with the boys entrance. Just then Blaine noticed that something was wrong. He looked at the bed stand and saw that lube was there untouched.

“Lube,” the boy said, his voice shaking.

“We won’t need it,” the man chuckled coldly. “Now spread your slutty legs wider if you don’t want me to hurt you.”

Blaine did what he had been asked to, burying his face into the pillow again, trying not to let tears escape eyes. The man’s cock was pressing to his hole and the boy bit the pillow hard expecting pain.

The man pushed his whole length inside Blaine with one rough thrust. And then the tears started running right into the pillow, teeth biting the pillow harder. The boy didn’t expect it would hurt that much. He wanted to shout but he couldn’t. All he could do was lie on the bed trying to cry as silently as he could, determined not to give the man the pleasure of seeing what he was doing to the boy’s heart.

As the man was inside, he didn’t give Blaine a chance to adjust to the pain. He pulled out of the boy until only the tip of his cock was inside and pushed in even harder than before. And then he started thrusting fast, harder with each time.

Blaine could feel him breathing to his neck; the smell of onions coming out of his mouth. He knew he would never be able to eat onions.

Pushing these thoughts aside, Blaine tried to imagine he was with a celebrity he had a crush on at that time. But a hard slap on his right ass cheek brought him to reality. The man moaned at a tight squeeze Blaine gave him involuntarily and started slapping harder.

Blaine didn’t know how long it all took. Maybe five minutes, maybe twenty, or maybe an hour. He honestly didn’t know. After a while he felt the man steadying himself. He stayed on top of Blaine through his orgasm and then pulled out. The boy felt a used condom being thrown on his back. He didn’t move while the man put his clothes on and left. Only then Blaine started sobbing loudly.

A few minutes passed and Blaine heard the doors being opened. He flinched and quickly turned around to see who it was. He was afraid it might be the same man or a new client. But it was a girl he had seen in the base before who was also working on the mission. He relaxed and buried his face in the pillow again. The girl came closer and started stroking his back gently.