Date: Mon, 14 Mar 2011 05:16:02 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: One Little Indian Boy V

"Now what the fuck am I gonna do Dakota." Sonny was almost in tears, the
look on his smooth young face not quite in anguish but pretty goddamn
close.

"We can drive down to the Portland area Sonny. We can try Grand Ronde and
Warm Springs both if you like. That's where your cousin Rita said she might
have gone and it's the last known address that IHS has."

We had gotten into Bellingham on Sunday afternoon and driven around to get
the lay of the land. First thing Monday morning we had gone out to the
Lummi Nation reservation to talk with the enrollment office where Sadie's
auntie, We' he la' was expecting us. She wrote down Sonny's mothers name
then said she'd contact the half dozen or so tribes within 50 miles of
where we were standing. She stated that she had a variety of resources and
if we'd come back in an hour or so she might have some information.

We left to talk with the tribal police and whoever else might have some
idea of where Sonny's mom might be and the most information we got was from
her cousin Rita, her address gleaned from tribal police.

"Well sweet baby Ray," she said when Sonny told her who he was. "My god cuz
you done grew up." Rita had invited us in but we didn't stay very long. The
house smelled of stale beer, old cigarette smoke, sweat and greasy food. A
big fat native guy was snoring loudly on the floor in the corner, about 2
inches of his fat ass hanging out of a pair of dingy black sweat
pants. While it was almost noon, Rita looked pretty much worse for the wear
herself, having just gotten up a half hour before she told us.

"Last time I saw your mom was about a year and a half ago Raymond, maybe
longer. She had been over here for about 6 months, gotten a job then lost
it cuz she got drunk and didn't go back. Said she was gonna head down to
Oregon, maybe see some family at Warm Spring, possible Grande Ronde. I can
give you some names and addresses if you like Raymond although I can't
promise they're still in the same place. You know how our people can be."
If she had any questions about why a boy his age was so far from home she
didn't ask. Nor did she ask who I was or what her cousin was doing with me.

Back at the enrollment office We'he la' said that she'd little luck. As far
as she could tell Sonny's mom hadn't been in north western Washington for
at least a year, which substantiated Rita's story. We'he'la had contacted
someone at Indian Health Service in Portland and they hadn't found anything
in their records that his mother had gotten any services at tribal clinics
or anywhere else for that matter for at least 6 months. They had her last
known address but that was it. Since they supervised 4 states I assumed
that the woman was no longer in the Pacific Northwest.

"I'm so sorry that I couldn't have been more help Raymond. If it's any
consolation though you are eligible to enroll with Lummi because you have
over ¼ Lummi blood quantum and we have everything on record." She had
seemed genuine to me.

Sonny seemed pretty dejected and I wished that I could cheer him up
somehow. He still hadn't responded to my offer to drive down to
Portland. "Okay well, let's go check out of the motel and at least head
south for now. We can make a decision when we get to Seattle." I started
walking toward the Jeep and heard Sonny fall in behind me.

At the Jeep I let Snookie out to do his business in a vacant lot across the
road from where we were parked while Sonny just climbed in and sat. Thirty
minutes later we were checked out and I was turning up the entrance to I-5
South. Sonny hadn't said a word to me and I elected to let him be. And it
was like that for almost an hour so I just let him be.  As we traveled I
got to thinking about a road trip and Bryan and I had taken.

Interlude: I had rented a Jeep on a Friday morning in order to do some
sightseeing. Actually it was that trip that influenced me to buy a Jeep
when I was discharged from the Navy. Anyway, there were actually quite a
few things to see and do on Negros Island and since Bryan had never been
more than 20 miles from his home he was as eager as I was to do a road
trip. By that time we had been together for about a month. I spent every
weekend that I'd had free with him and his family. Needless to say my SEAL
buddies teased me a lot about having found a local "mamma" to take care of
me. I was very careful about not allowing them to know where I stayed, who
I was with or anything along those lines. They figured I was shacked up
with a local girl and I didn't do anything to dispel that notion.

Bryan's family welcomed me with open arms. His little brothers took to me
like ducks to water and were always vying for my attention, so much so that
the road trip was as much to get a break away from them as any
sightseeing. It was a little bit weird at first, knowing that they knew
full well that I was fucking their grandson, son, and brother but like I
said before, it wasn't a huge deal for them. I paid him good money, I
treated him and them very well so everyone was happy; especially me.

I loved being with Bryan. I loved cuddling with him, having his naked young
body in my arms, feeling the warmth of him, and the love of him. Being
buried deep inside of him produced the most exquisite feelings for me and
judging from the moans and whimpering cries he produced, I figured he was
as happy as I was.

So there we were driving up island and traveling along the edge of Twin
Lakes which was completely surrounded by jungle. "We should go swimming
Dakota," Bryan said as we cruised along. It was hot, muggy; the idea of
being immersed in water sounded like a great idea. I slowed down, keeping
my eye out for a way to the water. I passed something that looked
promising, stopped in the road and backed up, an easy feat due to very
little traffic. Sure enough, hidden under overhanging foliage was a barely
discernable pair of dirt ruts. Had I not had SEAL training I doubt that I
would have seen it.

I jumped out and went under the dense greenery to make sure that the ruts
continued and that it passable and seeing that it was hopped back in the
jeep, put it into 4wd and started slowly into the jungle. It was slow going
but doable and 5 minutes later I was able to stop in a clearing that was
barely big enough to turn the jeep around to get back out. Bryan and got
out and stretched.

Looking around, the jungle crept in from all sides except at the edge of
the lake so we walked toward it and discovered that we were actually in a
small lagoon of sorts. The land curved out into the lake on both sides
creating an area about the size of a 1 bedroom home.

"It so quiet and peaceful Dakota," Bryan said, looking around. Indeed it
was. My boy immediately kicked off his flip flops and began pulling his
shirt off and then his jeans. I'd found that watching the young teen
undress was very erotic to me and I can't explain why, it just was, and I
never tired of it. We both ended up naked at the same time then Bryan made
the 3 steps or so toward me and snuggled into my arms. We didn't kiss, just
held each other, reveling in the warmth and feel of each others'
bodies. And it wasn't erotic particularly as much as it was comforting.

"Come on Dakota," he said taking my hand and led me into the water. We swam
a little, played a little and just plain laid a little allowing the cool
water of the lake to envelope and caress our bodies.

"I like being naked in the jungle Dakota, especially with you," Bryan
commented. I rolled over and put an arm across his chest then leaned down
and kissed him. It wasn't a long one, it wasn't designed to get something
started it was just a "glad you're here with me" kiss which caused the boy
to offer a yummy sound when I broke it off.

We were so caught up with being with each other in the moment that we
didn't hear the approach although I suppose that seeing us lying in the
shallow water naked caused him to be as quiet as he could. It wasn't that
he could see anything other than my bare ass sticking out of the water
because I was half draped over Bryan with my head resting on his chest. The
high pitched voice speaking Tagalog was what let me know they were
there. Needless to say I whipped my head around and saw a boy standing
almost at the edge of the water.

"It is a water monster," the boy said pointing to my ass. Bryan turned his
head as well then spoke to him in Tagalog. The 2 of them carried on a small
conversation while I simply looked at the new arrival. Typical of Filipinos
the boy was slender, medium height and quite cute. Atypical of Filipinos he
was sporting long, shoulder length hair that had to be kept back away from
his face. Dressed similar to us, he wore jeans and flip flops but were
shirtless, the latter draped over an arm.

"He comes down here to swim ," Bryan told me, " because it's usually
private. He wants to know if we mind if he joins us." When I asked him what
that meant exactly he said it could mean just to swim or it could mean
more. "Even if he didn't do stuff with us it would be fun to watch him
together don't you think." I nodded my head. "Would you like to be with him
Dakota?" I put it back on Bryan, asking him what he thought about that.

"I don't mind sharing you," he said, giving me a kiss and earning a hoot
from our bystanders. "I think it would be sexy to watch." He spoke to the
boy in Tagalog again and the cute young thing began to undress. As he undid
his jeans and started to push them down the boy spoke to Bryan who
translated for me.

"He does not think it fair that you get to watch him undress and see his
beauty yet you keep yours hidden."

"What about yours," I asked him.

"He is not interested in seeing another Filipino boy; he is interested in
an American man body." I moved off of Bryan and slowly got to my knees, the
boys' eyes glued to my crotch. A huge smile split his otherwise placid
features.

"Dako, Dako," he said as he shucked his jeans and then his briefs, allowing
me to drink in his boyhood charms. I pegged him at 13, based on the lack of
hair at his cock; a small patch of black that was pretty much limited to
thin 2 inch wide cluster of curls. His cock was a little smaller than
Bryan's, his balls held in a smooth hairless sac at the base of his
hardening young cock.

"You are a lucky boy to have such a fine dako for your pleasure," he said
to Bryan as he got closer. Clearly he assumed us to be lovers, not that I
cared. He walked up to me and stood, not 18 inches away, his young cock
literally rising in front of my eyes until it stood as tall as it could in
front of his flat belly. He spoke in Tagalog to Bryan who then translated.

"He thinks you are afraid of such a snake, that you are afraid that it will
bite you. He says it does not bite but it might spit a little. Go ahead
Dakota; suck him for that is what he wants." I reached out and put a hand
on his hip and gently pulled as I moved my body forward. We met in the
middle; I opened wide then closed my mouth over his cock and began to
suckle. There was nothing particularly exciting or different about the
boys' plumbing other than it belonged to a cute young boy. Above me he
began to moan and slowly move his narrow hips, pushing and pulling his cock
out of my willing mouth. I wrapped one around across his butt while the
other one rubbed up and down his outer thigh before sliding inward and
cupping his tender young balls. I got another moan for that one.

The boy finally pulled away from me. "Come, we lay on grass," he said, his
voice still the high pitch of a young boy. I stood up as did Bryan and we
followed the boy onto solid ground where he turned to face me. He reached
out and took hold of my hardened cock and began feeling up and down the
length while his other hand went for my nuts. "So dako, so hard, so
wonderful," he murmured under his breath.

"What is your name," I asked him and without looking up he said "Adan." He
didn't seem to be interested in our names but simply dropped to his knees
in front of me. He leaned in but took me by surprise by not sucking my cock
right away. Instead he rubbed it lovingly along his smooth cheek while he
kissed the side of it or nuzzled the shaft with his lips. Clearly Adan
worshiped cock. He rubbed my swollen cock head across his lips which
cleaned off the sticky residue then his tongue snaked out and he began
licking all over the satiny surface, exploring the entire thing before
finally opening his mouth and taking me inside.

Bryan stood next to me watching the new kid suck my cock. "It is as I
thought Dakota, hot to watch you with another boy. I reached my arm and
pulled him to me, tilted his head and pressed my open mouth against his. I
could hear the boy moan deep in his throat as our tongues did a tango in
one mouth or the other. I reached over with my other hand, found his boy
stuff and began rubbing it, starting under his hairless balls and dragging
my hand upward while I fingered the sensitive eggs. I felt the cool air on
my dick when Adan let go of it then his tongue licking at my sac, moving my
balls to and fro. That didn't last long either because his hands on my hips
were encouraging me to turn.

I broke the kiss from Bryan and as soon as I turned Adan hands went to my
butt and began kneading and rubbing and pulling the cheeks apart. He
eventually pried me open and I could feel the boy attempt to get his face
in there.

"Down," he said then spoke rapidly in Tagalog which Bryan translated,
saying that Adan wanted me to get down on all fours.

"He wants to lick you there Dakota." I'm all for rimming although I
wondered about a boys' willingness to go into uncharted territory not
having any idea about its cleanliness. That didn't, however, stop me from
dropping down to the ground on my hands and knees. Adan moved quickly
behind me and pulled me open. I could hear him mumble in appreciation,
probably because I was smooth down there and there was no overpowering
odor, but who knew. In a flash I felt the warmth of his tongue as it
explored that most secret spot and inhaled sharply.

Bryan came to kneel in front of me, kissed me at first, then offered is
raging hard cock for me to use. I did. I captured his boyhood pride and
gently suckled him, the boy moving his hips every so gently helping to
create a little friction on his beloved pego. At the other end I felt Adan
lick down my perineum and onto my sac and move the eggs around with his
tongue. I shivered as worked at the underside of my balls and that ultra
sensitive area. He reached under me and took hold of my cock and pulled it
back far enough to lick all over the head and clean off the precum that was
leaking out at a fairly rapid rate.

Adan finally let go then crawled between my legs and began to suck me from
underneath, playing roughly with my balls while his other hand went back up
and his finger began rubbing back and forth across my asshole. I could hear
the boy panting and making `yummy' sounds as drew as much of me into his
mouth and throat was possible, and it was a quite a bit. He finally slid
out from beneath me and indicated with hand motions, a little English and
Tagalog that he wanted me to lie on my back. Bryan helped clarify Adan's
request so I did as requested and lay flat on my back in the soft grass
while the two boys chatted briefly in Tagalog. Bryan went to the gym bag
that had our clothes in it and came back with a bottle of lube.

"He wants you to fuck him Dakota. He's never had an American cock and he's
never had any cock as big as yours. Is that okay with you?" I asked Bryan
if it was okay with him, knowing that it was but I wanted to ask anyway. He
said of course it was okay with him.  "He wants to do something a little
different though Dakota; he wants to lay on you, but on his back." I
thought about that, wondered how it was going to work. Not a great position
for either of us but what the hell, it was nothing that was going to kill
anybody or even hurt them.

Adan straddled my waist, facing away from me and giving me a great view of
his narrow little ass, a hint of his balls hanging in front. Then he began
to squat and his balls as well as his puckered little hole became quite
visible. He knelt, with each leg alongside my hips and lowered his little
butt onto my pubic bone and lower belly. The boy didn't weigh a whole
lot. I saw his arms moved then the warmth of his hands as they cupped my
heavy balls and hefted them before one hand moved on and took hold of my
raging cock and slowly stroked and squeezed it, sliding the foreskin back
and forth over the sensitive, swollen head. My dick was long enough that he
could grasp the two of them together and stroke them.

I watched Bryan kneel between my legs and watch before putting his hands in
there and working on Adan's boy stuff, doing what exactly, I didn't know. I
found out pretty quickly though when I felt his mouth, his tongue, and lips
going to work on my stuff. Actually it felt like he was doing my stuff and
Adan's. There wasn't much for me to do but rub the boy's back and sides.

He finally spoke then Bryan translated. Adan wanted me to fuck him from
that position except he was going to lay back on me. I wasn't sure just how
that was going to work but was open for anything. My dick was as hard as it
had ever been so what the hell.

Bryan poured some lube on his fingers as Adan lay back, resting comfortably
on me. I put an arm across his chest and held him although loosely. Placing
his feet flat on the ground he raised butt up enough so that Bryan could
prep his hole.

"Dahliri, dahliri," he said, finger finger, and I watched Bryan get into
position then slip a finger up the Adan's ass. The boy responded by letting
his head fall backwards and inhaling sharply.

"I think he is almost ready Dakota," Bryan said as the boy moaned softly at
my lover's ministrations. While he did that, Bryan poured lube from the
underside of my cock head down along the shaft then smeared it all over
with the fist of his other hand. My free hand had reached around and was
playing with Adan's dick and his balls, alternately fondling his sac then
stroking his cock.  He turned his head to face me and with a little
readjusting we kissed and believe me, it was hot. The boy opened his mouth
and jammed his tongue into my mouth right off the bat and when he broke the
kiss he said,

"You fuck me now dako, you fuck me good." Adan skid down my body slightly
and spread his legs wide then reached down under them and pulled at his
cheeks. He rattled off something in Tagalog then I felt Bryan's hand grip
my cock and begin rubbing the head all around Adan's hole, teasing Adan
with it. The boy lying on me was breathing harder as the anticipation
increased for him. Finally Bryan pushed the head inside the boys' hole.

Using my cock as his guide Adan began to slide a little further down,
inserting my cock a little deeper into his body. I used my hips to push
upward and help get myself lodged inside of him. I put my feet flat on the
ground and up slightly then began to fuck him, thrusting my hips up and
down. Atop me Adan uttered an ugh sound each time I pushed inside of
him. It wasn't a quiet sound either but had the volume of a normal
conversation.

"Hard Dako' ta," he practically growled at me, "hard." I was fucking him as
hard as I could but the position didn't really allow for a good hearty
fuck. The boy rattled Tagalog off again.

"I think he wants you to be rough with him Dakota; to maybe hurt him but
not seriously hurt him, do you understand?" I did and while I was a rough
tough SEAL and was more than capable of inflicting pain it wasn't part of
my sexual drive. Adan muttered something else.

"Go ahead Dakota, fuck him in any way that you would like but most
definitely be dominant with him." I gave that a moments thought then held
the boy tightly and rolled him onto his side and plunged my cock deeper
into him. I reefed his top leg into the air as I pulled out then slammed
back inside, my balls smacking against his bottom cheek. Adan moaned
loudly, his arm reached backwards to my side and held on, pulling me to
him.

"Hard Dako'ta," he said in a deep moaning voice. I fucked for a good minute
that way, stopped and readjusted my legs, lowered his leg but pushed behind
the knee so that it brought that knee closer toward his head. I maneuvered
myself so that I was more on my knees than my side and fucked the boy that
way for a bit. He moaned, he hammered his fist into the ground beside him
and had I not had Bryan there explaining things and encouraging me to
continue to fuck the cute young thing I might have stopped for fear of
hurting him.

I stopped that after a moment or three and moved again this time rolling
Adan onto his belly. My legs were between so I spread mine which spread his
so I slammed into him from that position and after a wee bit of that I
managed to get to my knees, pulling him with me. On his hands and knees,
with my hands gripping him at the hips I held him tight and began to really
give him the fucking that he wanted.

I slammed into the boy, hard and deep, and each time he made "uhh" sound
loud enough to be heard across the lake, I was sure. He said something to
Bryan who moved quickly underneath him and I assumed was going to suck
Adan's cock as Adan did to him as soon as his greedy mouth could latch onto
Bryan. I felt Bryan's hand cup my balls from underneath then heard him say,

"This is so great to watch Dakota, it's almost unbelievable." His hand
retreated somewhat but continued to fondle Adan's balls and explore the
contact point between me and the boy with his fingers. I was fucking Adan's
ass harder than I'd ever fucked anyone in my life. My balls swung forward
with each thrust and about half the time smacked into the back of Bryan's
hand. I felt sweat start to run down my face and I gulped in deep breaths
of oxygen as I continued to hammer into the boy.

All of sudden the hot young boy at the end of my cock screamed, not quite
blood curdling but damned near. What he really sounded like was a babe in a
porn flick when she's cumming, all that noise they make. He was muttering
in Tagalog and even if I understand a rudimentary amount of the language
Adan was talking so fast I probably wouldn't be able to make it out. Then I
felt his asshole constrict against my cock and that pretty much settled
that.

I had never every been with anyone in my young life that made so much noise
when they came, seemed to get so much out of an orgasm. Adan certainly did
both and I did my best to make it the best fuck that little boy ever
had. His head was thrown back and then hung down. He looked over his
shoulder at me with eyes that were barely open all the while moaning and
crying out.

Bryan started to move out from under the boy and when he did I saw cum
running out of the corner of his mouth, which he immediately wiped the got
down and planted his mouth against Adan's. I suspected that they were
transferring Adan's sperm. I slowed down but continued to move in and out
of the boy while the two kissed. I hadn't cum yet, although I'd gotten
close, and now I wasn't sure how long it would take or whether the young
teen even wanted me to continue.  Bryan broke the kiss and clarified the
situation.

"He wanted his sperm back Dakota." I nodded my head. "He says he didn't
feel you cum is that true. Nod. "He said you pounded his pussy very good
and now he needs to let it rest. Did you cum?" I shook my head. "Would you
like to love me, out here, in the jungle?" I said that would be wonderful
but how did he feel about it.

"I love having you love me Dakota, any time, almost anywhere. I think we
can manage without further disturbance."

"Tell Adan that I'm pulling out of him." Bryan did, and I slowly extracted
myself. My dick was shiny from the lube and Adan's fluids, the head swollen
and an angry red.

"He looks like he needs to go right to work Dakota," Bryan said with a
grin. My boy quickly smeared his hole with lube and lay on the ground with
his legs pulled back. I had wondered if he needed some prep time but that
action told me he was ready to take me inside his body without it,
something he did from time to time. I moved to him, held my slippery dick
downward and directed it to his puckered little muscle and pushed, got
resistance of course, and pushed harder then slipped inside of him.
Bryan's hands had been down gripping his butt cheeks and pulling them open
but as soon as I penetrated him they went out to his sides to grip at the
grass. His facial expression also reflected how it felt having a tube
approximately 6 inches around shoved up inside your asshole. It hurt.

Adan had been lying prone on his belly then turned onto his side as I
pushed my swollen cock head through Bryan's muscle. He moved right over to
Bryan and began cooing to him, rubbing his forehead, his chest and just
generally comforting him. I stayed where I was, didn't move a muscle while
I waited for Bryan's tight little muscle to adjust to the invasion of his
most secret spot.

"Go ahead Dakota," he finally said softly, not needing to tell me to go
slowly, which I did. I kept his legs held back so he didn't have to as I
slowly pushed into him until I could go no further and my moss was pushed
up against his butt as was my sac. I started to pull back out, only about a
third of the way then moved back inside of him. It only took about a minute
before the expressions on his face let me know that he was beyond the pain
and into the pleasure. I began to fuck Bryan with a little more force,
began to pull a little bit further out of him before plunging back inside.

Adan moved out of the way, back behind me, and I soon felt his hand
fumbling around at my balls, at my asshole which I didn't mind in the
least. I wondered how far he'd take things so moved Bryan's legs so they
rested against my shoulders then leaned forward.

My Filipino boy was quite limber, as I'd discovered that first weekend we
were together so when I placed my hands on the ground next to his elbows he
smiled up at me and moved his hands to my ass. The move of course opened up
the action at our groins for the entire world to see and second later I
felt Adan in there. I slowed way down, continuing to pull about half way
out of Bryan but doing it much slower. I felt hair against the back and
inner part of my thigh then Adan's tongue as it licked at my balls. I
slowed down even more and a second later, as I was at the zenith of my
thrust, I felt his tongue lick at my asshole. I'd never experienced that,
getting rimmed as I was fucking. I started to move back inside and the
young teen peeled my cheeks open in order to slurp my oyster, working at
pressing his tongue through the tight muscle. The feeling was incredible.

I dropped my head and engaged Bryan in a mouth wide open tongue battling
kiss, his thin arms around my neck and my head to allow him to provide
pressure. When we broke it off he said,

"Love me hard Dakota, fuck me until I cry out with pleasure and squirt my
seed on my belly." Love him I did. Fuck the hot young teen until he cried
out with pleasure I also did and yes he finally dumped his boy honey onto
his belly. From the position I was in I was able to provide and long full
thrust, coming almost out of the boy then plunging back down, ramming
cramming and slamming 8 plus thick inches of cock deep inside his
bowels. He began mewing like a kitten then uttering the same "uhhh" sounds
that Adan had. Bryan's hands went from my neck, to my back then down onto
my ass, pulling me into him.

"OOohhhh Diyos, Diyos," he cried out. I felt his hands on my back again,
this time nails, scratching at my skin. I felt my body change; I felt my
balls and my belly start to tingle as the energy, the feelings built
higher.

"I cum soon Dakota, I cum soon," the boy all but cried in my ear. His
panting and his sounds were coming faster and louder as was the out of
control rush that was forming in my groin. I slammed into the boy, moved my
ass so that I came in from an angle and slammed again. I could hear my
balls smacking against his skin and wondered if anyone within 100 feet
could also hear it. Everything around me ceased to exist, it was only me
and my teenage lover.

Bryan screamed out, a huge release of tension blasting out of his body in
the form of his sperm and of his emotions. His asshole gripped my cock and
I allowed myself to roll over the crest and into the trough of a powerful
orgasm. My body broke out in goose bumps as I hammered at Bryan's
asshole. I stopped, ground my ass in circles, pushed into him as far as was
possible then started fucking him again. Beneath me my young lover shivered
and shook and his cries subsided to whimpering. I slowed down, the peak
over, and gently glided Bryan and I into afterglow, the soft and tender
loving; the desire to keep up the feelings while knowing that it was over,
at least for the moment.

I finally stopped altogether and both just lay there quietly, well, except
for the panting. I finally moved so that Bryan could lower his legs then
tried to lower my body onto his but knew that would pull me out of him,
something that neither of us wanted quite yet. Instead I took his hands and
pulled him upright then onto my lap where he hugged me tightly.

"What's the matter Adan," Bryan asked, his tone of voice alerting me. I
held onto him and turned around enough to see Adan sitting off to the side,
tears running down his cheeks. Bryan asked him again and the boy used the
back of his hand to wipe his nose as well as the tears from his cheeks. He
rattled off something in Tagalog then to me said,

"It was beauteous Dako'ta, beauteous seeing you love your boy so well." He
spoke in Tagalog again and Bryan translated. Adan had said that seeing us
together like that our love was very clear, very apparent. He's never had
anyone love him like that and since seeing our love was so strong he was
feeling guilty that he had forced me to have sex with him and had
apologized to Bryan for using his lover man in such a way. I began to speak
and Bryan translated that I wasn't angry, neither was Bryan and Adan didn't
force me I chose to be a part of it and Bryan encouraged it. The boy nodded
his head in understanding but it didn't seem to appease the guilt very
much. Bryan kissed me then stood up, gently pulling my cock from his ass
then took my hand, encouraging me to get to my feet.

"Bath," said, then said the same to Adan. Bryan and I both extended a hand
to the boy and we pulled him up into a group hug and kiss then traipsed
into the water to clean off.

"Dakota," I heard Sonny say next to me.

Story:

"Dakota," Sonny said.

"Huh," I responded, turning to look at the boy.

"What were you thinking about? I called your name 3 times." I put my hand
in my crotch to relieve the pressure of a raging hard on and looking around
saw that we'd covered a good 15 miles while I was caught up in a trip down
memory lane. Then Sonny smiled for the first time that day.

"You got a boner Dakota? What the hell were you thinking about?" I decided
to be honest with him and explained that driving though country like this
with him, the jeep, and all reminded me of Bryan and a little road trip
that we'd taken when I was in the Philippines.

"It had turned into a fairly exciting escapade and that's what I was
remembering." He grinned and asked me to tell him about it so I did
although it was the short version. When I was done he said that it sounded
like a pretty good time and I nodded my head. I had already told Sonny the
whole story along with the weirdness about having sex with the boy in his
own house and his whole family knowing about it. Sonny allowed as how that
would be very weird. Then he asked if I would like to see him being with
another boy which I though was pretty weird.

"I never really gave that a thought Sonny."

"But it was hot wasn't it, being with him and another boy at the same
time?" I said that I had been and that hadn't been the only time either,
that Bryan had brought other boys home during the time we were together and
that Bryan had enjoyed it as much as I had. Sonny shook his head and said
that he wasn't sure he could do that, to watch someone he loved or even
cared a great deal about, doing stuff with someone else, even if he was
part of it. I told him I hadn't thought I could either but it had been fun,
very hot, and hadn't done anything to harm the relationship that Bryan and
I had, at least not that I was aware of. But then too, the boy had been
paid for and while we did fall in love it was still a relationship based on
money and to that end I, the customer, was entitled to just about anything
I wanted. Within reason.

"Well it sounds like a very hot story Dakota. What ever happened to him?"

"After I left the Philippines I continued to send 50 bucks a month to
him. Not long after that his mother ended up marrying his father's best
friend who treated the family as his own. Bryan finally graduated from
secondary school and is now in the University of the Philippines pre-med
program with a goal of going into research which the school is known
for. We send each other cards and photos during the holidays and I continue
to send him money although he insists that it's not necessary. He was
actually planning on a visit to the US this summer but I haven't heard any
more about it."

"That's a sweet story Dakota. Is Bryan gay, I mean, you know." I shrugged
my shoulders.

"I don't know. I don't know that he was gay back then. He did what he did
to live and it's not something that we've discussed. I will say that many
of his countrymen seem to treat that sort of thing very lightly so who
knows." Sonny wanted to know if I would want to be with Bryan if he did
visit, a question that I'd asked myself when Bryan first mentioned it in
his Christmas letter. I told Sonny that I didn't know, that it would depend
on a lot of things and of course the inquisitive boy wanted to know what
things.

"Well first of all it would depend on Bryan. Second, he's a young man now
and I've not ever been with a man, only boys. I don't know if the cues
would still be there for me." Bryan pointed out that the memories sure
seemed to be as he nodded toward my crotch. Then he wanted to know if Bryan
wanted to be with me would I. Again, I said it would depend.

"On what Dakota."

"Well," I said after some thought, "I guess it would depend on if you and I
were, you know, together or something." That certainly stopped the
questions, although only for a moment.

"What do you mean," He asked very softly. I held my hand up and said to
hold that thought then crossed 3 lanes of traffic and slipped into one of
the many rest stops that dot I-5. I pulled into one of the parking slots
and shut off the ignition. There wasn't anyone around so I gave Snookie the
okay to go pee then turned sideways in the seat.

"I know you don't want to consider this but what if we can't find your mom,
then what? You already said you refuse to go back to Standing Rock and I
don't blame you but you have to go somewhere. You can't live on the streets
and trust me, you don't want to. You don't seem to keen on moving to
Bellingham and I don't blame you there either. I've given this some thought
Sonny and if you're willing to give it a try I'd like you to live with
me. Not as lover necessarily but as a roommate so you have a safe place to
live and be with someone who cares about you. I know I can't ever replace
your family but I sure can be a friend."

He didn't say anything for the longest time and neither did I. His
shoulders started to shudder slightly and a moment later they were shaking
violently as the boy sobbed quietly. I want to hold him, to tell him it was
going to be alright, that I'd be there for him but I didn't. I did put my
hand on his back to rub gently. He shook my hand off, opened the door to
jeep and leapt out and started running down the sidewalk toward the
concrete bunker style restrooms some 100 or more feet away. I got out and
started walking in the same directions, whistling for Snookie to heel. I
watched Sonny go into the men's room so stopped and sat on a picnic
bench. There was no other way out of there so I figured I'd just wait him
out.

After 5 minutes I started to worry so got up and headed in that direction
but sidetracked to check around back to make sure there wasn't some other
way out. About 7 feet up the concrete wall vented blocks had been used to
allow for fresh air but there was no way anything larger than a sparrow
could have gotten through besides it was covered with a fine metal mesh. I
could hear what sounded like scuffling and muffled cries then a deep voice
that said in a loud whisper,

"Hold the little bastard still so's I kin git his pants down," then the
sound of a loud slap. It didn't take a genius to figure it out. I stormed
around the building and into the men's room. There were 2 stalls, the end
one a larger handicap stall. I could see feet moving around, particularly
Sonny's legs and his shoes, the sounds of a struggle much louder. Judging
that one his attackers was between Sonny and the door I planted a solid
front kick right next to the locking mechanism and the door flew open, hit
the guy then bounced back shut but I was already half way through it.

The force of my kick sent Sonny and one man sprawling onto the concrete
floor. The other man had hit the wall but was still standing. Not for
long. I brought my right foot up hard, a rising kick, and caught him square
in the balls. As he doubled over I slammed my hand into the side of his
head which in turn bounced it of the concrete wall with a loud
thwack. Before he could fall, which would have been on Sonny, I grabbed him
by the hair and pulled hard, jerking him forward. I side stepped and
followed through with the pull and he shot past me into the back wall
alongside the toilet. I didn't watch to see any more but reached down and
shoved my fingers down the front of his jeans and hauled him to his feet
and off behind me.

The shit bag on the floor already had a large knife pulled from the sheath
at his waist. He tried to take a swipe at me, thinking that a waving knife
would keep me at bay while he got back onto his feet. That might work on
the streets, it doesn't work with someone with the degree of training that
I had. On the back swipe I dropped onto him, my knee on his chest then
quickly on his throat. I was inside his arc so easily stopped the arm as it
came back, grabbed the wrist and twisted it outward. The wrist won't go in
that direction. The guy screamed as his wrist snapped and of course he
dropped the knife. He was wearing a red bandanna so I tore it off his head
and used it to pick the knife up by the haft using the bandanna. I looked
at the knife, then the wooden wall of the stall. I held the man's arm
tightly to the wall and shoved the knife through the palm of his hand and
stuck it to the wall then stood up and turned toward Sonny who was staring
slack jawed. There was a red hand print on his cheek and his lip was
bleeding. I pulled the door open and pushed him through it. The guy on the
floor in the corner was holding onto the edge of the toilet and braced an
arm on the concrete wall trying to get up. I kicked him in the face and
walked out, leaving knife boy propped on the floor in the corner, sobbing
and moaning loudly, his hand pinned solidly to the wall.

I took Sonny to a sink and quickly wet a paper towel and held it gently to
his lips. "Are you okay baby," I asked him quietly. He tried to nod his
head but the adrenaline was wearing off and he started to shake. I held him
to me for a moment then stood. "We need to get out of here, can you walk?"
He nodded his head and we went quickly out the door where Snookie was
waiting patiently. As we got to the jeep another car pulled in so I wasted
no time getting in and getting out, the people still in their car as I went
past them and got onto the freeway.

I got a couple of miles down the road before glancing over at Sonny. "You
okay Sonny?" He nodded his head albeit slowly. He was quiet a moment then
said quietly,

"They were going to rape me weren't they Dakota?"

"It certainly looked that way Sonny, it certainly looked that way." He was
quiet for a moment. "Thank you Dakota, for saving my life." I said he was
welcome. He remained quiet. I was thinking that it had been a great object
lesson and as much as I wanted to point that out to the boy I didn't. I'm
glad I didn't because it's a well documented fact that people accept things
better when they arrive at a conclusion on their own, unlike when people
feed it to them. So it was, about 5 minutes later Sonny said,

"I can't live on the streets Dakota."

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Other Tag_m stories that contain self defense scenes can be found by using
the search box at nifty home page or using the prolific author's link.

Taking a Stand... A story about 2 high school boys

Opposites Attract... A story about 2 high school boys

I'll Try The McBoy ...  A man and a teenage boy

David: A Boy's Story; chapters 1 & 5...  A story of a preteen/teenage boy
and his friends.

Dane; various chapters after chapter 10

Adventures of a Teenage Hitchhiker; chapter 4... not a self defense scene
but a pay back scene. A little brutal