Fourteen-year-old Terrence Lionel, son of a Jamaica sugarcane plantation owner and slave trader in the late 1770s, is hot for men and gives himself to a big buck slave, is seen doing so by pirates, and then is captured and used by them as well. Terry doesn't mind.
Somewhere in rural Tennessee there is a derelict truck stop and gas station that has turned itself into a male brothel that delivers its goods in the guise of a candy shop. The most delectable sweets there are fourteen-year-old boys. Wanting his sexy and willing fourteen-year-old ward, Corey, to have the most memorable initiation possible, Jack, who, at a handsome twenty-five is welcome at the brothel as well, takes Corey to the Candy Shop for sweets.
I was inspired by the opening premise of Oliver Twist’s excellent “My double life as a whore,” where a surprise meeting in a hotel bar leads to many other things, to recount my own true story of my recent hotel bar adventure.
What starts as a playful interaction between Jack, a successful interior designer from Singapore, and Sad, a Chinese model, turns into something very different. "Let me just show", fooled by his nice words and friendly demeanour, she mistakenly decides to trust him with her most intimate parts of her body.