Date: Thu, 8 Mar 2012 06:55:32 -0800 (PST) From: John Jones <aprof2motivateu@yahoo.com> Subject: My Delinquent Godson Part 9 My Delinquent Godson Part 9 Aprof2motivateu@yahoo.com Disclaimer: The following is a work of homoerotic fiction involving an adult and teen. Do not read if it is illegal where you reside or if you will be offended. I slept well that night, and Ryan asked if he could sleep in with me. I said sure, and each time I woke up in the evening I could feel him breathing, with a relaxed look on his face. I was glad I was keeping him safe, and that I had what seemed a certain solution to his problem. In the morning, I let Ryan sleep in. I did my swim to relax, then made breakfast and did not wake Ryan up until 7 to eat. Afterward, while we washed the dishes, I told him that I wanted him to go chop wood for about 90 minutes, then get cleaned up for the meeting with Jacob. What Ryan did not know is that, in my former line of work, it was at times useful to have video recordings of what people said and did in meetings. More out of habit than necessity, my office in my home is wired for sound and has well concealed cameras that can record everything that happens. It was there that I chose to have the meeting. At about 9:50, Ryan came down and I told him where we were meeting and showed him where to sit. I explained that I would be asking question of Jacob and of him and that he would speak only when asked and not lose his temper or swear. I explained that what was about to happen was very important and that he absolutely had to obey me on this. Ryan agreed. At 10:05, Jacob showed up. I answered the door and simply said "You're late douchebag, not a good start". He started to apologize and I waived him off and just directed him into the office. Sitting at my desk, I secretly activated the recording system. "So Jacob, you know why we are here don't you"? I asked. "Uh yeah" he said. "Under the circumstances, particularly since you raped an underage boy, I would suggest you address me as `Sir"" I said. "Yes Sir" he replied, starting to sweat. "Ryan, I want you to tell briefly about what happened and what sexual contact occurred between Jacob and you. Be as detailed as possible". Ryan spoke for about 5 minutes, crying at a couple of points in time, and went through everything from their first fooling around in the changing room to the rape and the threats made and being set up at the job. I then addressed Jacob: "Jacob, do you dispute any of this, or have a different version of the story"? I asked. "Well Yeah... yes Sir all that happened... but he's a queer and I know he wanted it" he said. "Oh", I replied. "How did you know that." "Well when he was begging me not to fuck him his dick was hard so I knew he really wanted it" Jacob said smugly. "OK, so since Ryan appeared to have an erection, you decided you could completely ignore his saying no and begging and instead just rape him, is that right"? I said. "Yeah, that's right" said Jacob. "OK boys, I have something I want you to watch. Look up there on my big screen TV" I said. I pushed a button and, with a time and date stamp, the whole interview came up. There was silence when it was over, but I thought I could hear the drops of sweat coming off of Jacob and in any case saw the dark growing stains around his underarms. The kid was scared. "So Jacob, that is enough to put you away for many years and guarantee that you will be repeatedly raped in prison, whether or not you get an erection" I said, sarcastically and barely under control. "But this is your lucky fucking day, or at least you can make it that" I continued. "Here is what you are going to do Jacob: 1. You are going to never say a word about the sexual contact between you and Ryan to anyone, ever. 2. You are never going to say anything negative about Ryan or about his sexuality to anyone. 3. You are never going to get within 100 yards of Ryan again. 4. You are going to admit to setting Ryan up at work, and accept your firing when it happens. Just say that you were mad at him because he was more popular with the girls so you did it". 5. You are never going to come on my property again. 6. If in public you see me or Ryan, you will turn around and walk away. In exchange, that video will not go to the authorities, do you understand Jacob"? "Yes Sir" he said. "I just want to be sure you understand. There is no statute of limitations on child abuse in this state: that means that 20 years from now if you talk about this we can put you in jail, do you understand that" I asked. "Yes Sir, I understand, I swear I won't tell anyone ever" he said, in a voice that quivered and broke. "Also, breaking into this home to get the video won't help. It is already sitting on two secure industry servers at distant sites, and by this afternoon will be in the files of my law firm, far from here, with directions to open it if anything happens to me or to Ryan" I said. "So, do you have any questions Jacob"? I asked. "No Sir... I swear I'll do what you say"... he said, and I noticed the sweat dripping off his face now. "Oh, one more thing... what I most want is to tie your sorry ass over a log and switch it until you bleed and can't walk for a week, then have Ryan kick you in the nuts for an hour or so" I said. "Please... don't do that..." he said, and I noticed he was shaking all over now. "Well the difference between Ryan and I, and an animal like you is that we don't just do whatever we feel like without considering the consequences, now get the fuck out. You will find the camp director and admit to your behavior no later than Monday at 8 am or the video goes to the cops. Now get the fuck out of my sight you miserable little piece of shit" I said. He wasted no time getting out of my house or driving off my property. Once I was sure he was gone, I asked Ryan how he was doing with all that had transpired. "Wow Uncle John... I had no idea you were such a bad ass... I think he crapped his pants... and talking about beating him at the end..." he said. "Ryan I mean every word of it. He raped and blackmailed the person I love most in the world, and I wanted to kill him, but that wouldn't have been the right thing to do. So let's go out on the kayaks for a while, catch some lunch, and then talk later, OK"? "Yeah Sure... cool... lemme get the fishing stuff" Ryan said, and a few minutes later he was back. We took the two man Kayak out, and I paddled while he fished. It took an hour or so, but eventually he had two OK trout and a really nice landlocked salmon. I congratulated him on the Salmon, which was good sized and he was proud of himself. Back at the house, I had him clean and cook the fish. "Ryan, a guy has to know how to cook so I'm going to have you doing more of that" I said. After lunch, I said to him "Hey Ryan, Lets take that long hike up to the mountain and sit on our rock and talk". By then it was about 2:30, but there was plenty of time before sunset so off we went.