Date: Sat, 24 Nov 2001 15:57:12 -0500
From: paul paris <shaksbeer@ureach.com>
Subject: Takittaa     Part 1

This is a story from my imagination. It is pure fiction. Any names and or
addresses used, places are purely what I have used to get the story
complete.

This is the story about a man and boys. The story contains all the things
you would expect but as if I have to say, child sex is illegal and is not
allowed in many countries even in this form. Please do check if this is so
before you carry on.

I have the copyright on this and other stories so if you with to use them
for any reason please do ask. Pay for view sites are normally refused but I
was made an offer that made me rethink this comment. Contact me still
though.

It has been a while since I last wrote all being that I have spent more
than normal time in hospital than expected. New medication and we get new
problems. The cancer is still there and so is the dyslexia. I am fighting
on all fronts so that I might get home before the guy who has just arrived
with stage 1 leaves.

Thanks for all the letters and good wishes and accept my thanks for your
concern.

This is the 4th story I wrote some 6 years ago. After the proofreaders
understood most of the writing and offered the changes, I send to you. I
hope it makes you smile.

All names and words are used for story purposes and are not meant for any
other reason



                             Takittaa.


                              Part 1


Do you like boiled eggs? Today I was watching my last 2 flushing around the
pan pleased that what had happened to me would go no further. 3 pieces of
toast followed by a mug of tea. I re-read the letter. I better explain or
you will be pulling out your hair trying to understand what I am on about.

I was a teacher of well know abilities. Now there you go jumping the gun
before I have said anything further. All calm now? Good. I did so well at
school and university that whatever I did I passed. Even taking shop
enabled me to strip an engine of a car, fully service it; well I hope you
get what I am saying.

At one time when I was about to leave several firms offering a salary well
in excess of my height and width times 10 had approached me. Well I had
three schools that chased me as well due the experienced nature in the
education I had. I took a job at one of the schools. It was a boarder so
300 boys would get the experience I had already found easy to obtain. I was
doing well until one night I was paid a visit a boy called Anthony. He was
troubled. The matron he could never face. I broke a rule by letting the boy
talk to me. His problem, well, he had masturbated for the first time and
thought he was ill. I was trying to explain what was going through my
mind. He showed me asking to check if he was normal. Well I went a little
bit to far. We both fell asleep in my bed. Matron panicked at a boy
missing. The Head called on me to help form a search party. The naked
Anthony came out of the bedroom face to face with the head. I was
suspended. Then fired. I was expecting the worse but the letter this
morning confirmed all what I had told the headmaster. He, Anthony was in
pain. He had been doing things and got scared. We made agreements that what
happened when things went to far would never be revealed. Anthony clearly
did just that and under what must have been a lot of pressure. My life was
not at a closed section I just had to get back into the swing of things and
with a reference that the headmaster wrote I stood a good chance. He
apologised saying he only thought of the children. I said so did I? Some
draconian practices in the school had to be changed so that a simple
mistake was not taken this far again.

I placed a column in the paper advertising my qualifications. Within 3 days
I was contacted by a minister asking me to meet him at a hotel in the
centre of the city. I collected all that would be required. Taking the long
route so that my head would be clear for the interview I arrived with 10
minutes to spare. The hotel was outstanding and more of a plush royal
apartment. I parked then went into the main hall. The Gothic architecture
stood out and got my truest happiness to unfold. I would at weekends go and
see this type of thing, listing all the shapes and arches, taking photo's
of the parts that were magnificent. This got me an A grade pass in a course
that was just a hobby.

I walked to the counter. I explained whom I was and whom I was there to
meet. I was shown to the top floor. A highly respectable man came to the
door. "Yes we have been waiting." Through a larger room I was led to a main
door. "Do not speak until spoken to. Bow at the first meeting. Sitting on
the floor is acceptable but the floor would be a better way to show your
sincerity." The door opened. I went to a man sitting on a large stool. I
screwed the job up from the start. "I beg your forgiveness but in my
country what I have been told is something I cannot do. I will sit with you
in anyway but I am not a slave or citizen of." The man stood. "Things
dealing with culture can overwhelm some people and my minister does try to
be correct on all rights of passing. I am Patik of Takittaa. I am the king
of a country close to the New Zealand. I have a property that I use here
which I have asked you be interviewed for. My children are here to be
taught all they can about school and any other parts of life we will talk
about at a later time. Lets go have tea." I sat while he explained that his
female children would be taught at Home due to the nature of their
needs. They will make good wives. I have 4 ourselves. At the house there
are 13 boys and this includes one of the young princes. The job is quite
straight forwards. I want them taught about everything. You will have
complete control and the housemaster will just take care of the house. You
will have a room, cook, solid capital but I need the boys to know
everything. I thought of a private school but the boys needs are a lot more
than plain teachers could provide"

I was interested at this thought but I was not going to say yes until I had
heard it all. "If there are punishments to give out then you will. I doubt
that sadism is part of your lessons but I rule my house with a rod of steel
so will expect you to do the same." Now if you think I was stupid then all
shout now. I told him in a long-winded way at why I was released from my
last school. "I see. I already knew that but I am grateful for your
honesty. That is another reason that you would be perfect for the
teaching. The boys have to understand life. It is not unusual for the boys
to use growing up as an excuse not to learn. We have no rules where I come
from as to what age a child may wed and with whom. For a long time now
certain rulers have come to power who have taken wives so that they cold
breed. One boy had three wives but several other men friends with whom he
could share liaisons in secluded places. Upon gaining to the throne his
infidelity was found out and the boys and girls of his brood suffered in
many ways. To us this is called Takittaa. I am requesting that you take
personnel charge of this. If you think that any of the boys would not marry
for the right reason you must call me personally. Those boys at the right
age would be found jobs as ministers in other countries. If they were
caught then the diplomatic bag is a good way to cover things up. For a
ruler this would bring his downfall."

I was given a book and asked to call with a yes or no to the 5-year
contract being offered. A folder just outlining the fullest details was
also in a box with all details about the boys. "Finally just before you
go. Because of the house size each boy has a pager so that they can be
called upon twenty-four hours of the day. I await your answer."

I drove home looking at the box I was given. I did not stop so made the
trip in one and a half hours. I took the box in. I placed the kettle on. I
opened the box to find two good bottles of brandy. And a thank you note. An
envelope that contained what was almost a month's wages as a retainer. So
Brandy, coffee and reading material, sounds like a good nights work was
ready to be done.

"To whom it may concern. There are 13 boys at the house to stay. Ages are
from 7-13years old. All boys have an English sounding name so that it will
not draw to much attention. The prince is 12. His name is Frina. The eldest
is Paina and is second wife's eldest son. The others will introduce them
selves. Your main job is teaching. You have full control so that
punishments will be at your digression. Three things that must be
followed. No young adult men are allowed hair on any part of their
bodies. No boy is allowed to force another to do his tasks even if he is
the prince and finally no girls are to be allowed in the house until the
ruler gives permission. Your teaching methods will never be questioned
because your background has been checked up on so we know if there is any
problem you are capable of dealing with this. In case of emergency only one
other person than you can call on me, this is the prince. He is to be
treated as any of the others"

I then after the third gulp of delicious Brandy I was treated to a picture
of each boy. Every detail was on their folder followed by what was
expected.  The youngest boy Quio was in a cowboy's hat, this made me smile.
"Your only request is that you should learn all the rules governing the
boys and the official painting of the boys. They must get this right at all
cost."

I read everything about the truly royal ness of the family and that took
most of the night. I read three times the word Takittaa and it's full
meaning I fell asleep late but woke early with a Tarantula playing at
hurdling in my mouth. I had never got drunk before but I gave me the choice
to lie in bed reading all over again.

Later that day I called the hotel. The minister answered saying that I was
going to call. When I accepted the job arrangements were made to get me to
the house as soon as possible. My Aunt was pleased to have her house all to
herself again. A large van called to collect my clothes and I had other
suits that had to say the right thing

I looked out the window to see in the distance a house that looked like a
small city. As we got closer I could see tennis courts, a pool games area
and a house that could keep 13 families let alone 13 boys. I was taken to a
large door at the rear. Several people took all my things to a room that
was bigger than the hotel room I first saw the boys' father in. The clothes
were hung and placed in cupboards with a chest of other things sent in case
I needed it. I was then taken to meet all the boys. All were on a carpet
head touching the floor. "Come on now I am here to teach you all English so
lets start in the right was. I introduced myself to the prince with a firm
handshake. Then each boy took it in turn to have a go at this new game. I
explained what the shaking of hands meant. I asked what their way of
shaking hands would be when they all got back to their knees.

I could tell that they all had been briefed well on what to do. I took the
smallest boys hand asking to be shown around. They had all been dressed
well for the meeting so I suggested they might like to dress casual now
that they had all been introduced. I saw that each boy had a room that
looked like any boys room. A bomb had exploded and the writing was on the
wall, to get them cleaned up. Quio 's room was almost the same. He took the
clothes from a drawer placing them on the bed. I sat and watched him
without any fear start to undress. I held the clothes until He stood in
front of me in his briefs. I helped with his shirt and followed it with his
shorts. I gave him a hug and whispered to him that I was pleased he trusted
me. I went to almost every boy who was in some way dressed or
undressed. When I got to the princes room I felt a bit of a stranger when I
went in. He was different. His room was spotless. The only thing different
was he had a room person who cleaned up for him. "Excuse me who are you??"
the man looked at me. "I am the princes manservant so I clean for the
prince." I did not want to get angry. "Well I want you out now and never to
return. The prince will be responsible for his own room from now on."

I did not expect the prince to try and act big so early but he let
rip. "Excuse me your highness people who will run countries one day do not
speak in this foul manner. You are hear to learn and that is what you will
do. What's the worst punishment that a prince has ever received??" He went
quiet. "No one would dare touch a prince." I smiled at him. I gestured him
towards me. I will beat your backside with a cricket bat. Shall we say 6 to
start? Then you can call your father to complain. Read this. " It was a
letter his father wrote for this situation. I do not know its contents but
gathered it was bad. While he read I noticed that each cupboard had
clothing hung up. There were briefs, boxer's vests, shirts, the list was
endless. The prince signed the letter then handed it to me. "If my son has
signed this letter he has signed away who he is until you return it. He is
obliged to do everything you say and at whatever time. If you have
threatened a punishment then carry it out in front of all the boys. Be firm
but show them all who is boss."

I called the boys to the prince's room. I asked the eldest boy to get a
cricket bat. I bent the prince over a table pulling smartly on the trousers
he had on. His briefs followed. "The prince has signed away his right to
the throne." I did not know if I was suppose to say anything but the whack
answered all that. The bat left a stinging red mark. I hated it but went
for the second. That was enough. I saw several tears start to flow. "Right
I want your rooms cleaned or the bat will be for those who do not. All the
boys run off. I took the princes shoulder. I pulled his clothes up. "Tidy
yourself up." He did not move but bent over dropping his trousers and
briefs again. "You said six so I have to take six." I never thought I would
get as angry as I felt at that moment. I broke the bat over my
knee. "Listen how can you make someone who loves you hurt so much? I faced
him. I dressed him again I took him to my room and washed his face. I held
this boy who would tell his country that he had been beaten as a prince for
being a bully.

"Your highness. Takittaa. I hope you understand. You would not be hearing
that if I were going to hurt you. I did not like doing what I did so
remember that you made me hurt the one I love. Is that not what Takittaa
means?" The prince sat on the bed and nodded. "It is very sore." I found a
first aid chest and some antiseptic cream. I did for the third time take
the princes trousers and briefs down. I smoothed some cream on the purple
marks. He lay still while I rubbed and he cried. We came to an
understanding that day. To make up for all the badness he offered me 4
requests that he would do personally to make up for not carrying out his
punishment in full. I told him I would need time to think.

That evening we went through a list while at tea of what each day would
consist of. All the boys would attend so that was important for them to
understand that punctuality was of great importance.  I did get with all
the boys help the times when bed would be compulsory for them and it looked
like that was all clear. I went through everything with the prince so that
I could confirm the pagers they all had and the uses of them. It was all
clear so that evening instead of watching television which seemed their
main way of amusing themselves after meals through till bedtime I changed
that by asking them to write a full page about themselves. I wanted the
truth and honesty would be the way life would go on from this moment.

At about seven thirty I was brought all the papers. The eldest had that in
hand. I then allowed them to get ready for bed while I read through the
essays. Television was offered from then on so it gave me time to read in
full what they could see was the truth about themselves. I was quite
surprised at the honesty even if the spelling needed work. Why they were at
the house to learn, what position they held within the realm of their
society and what were their favourite things. Every boy did mention one
thing. Before coming to the house they had freedom and could do whatever
they liked. Takittaa was spoken about and every boy understood that they
had in some way to learn more about this lesson and never question the pain
or pleasures that could be associated with it. At the end I read 12 essays
but as yet I did not have the princes. I could hear the boys singing in
their own language but when I got to the princes room I was shocked to see
an empty sheet of paper. The prince came back from preparation for bed and
I asked him all about it. "Sorry I have trouble with words. I hope you will
help me. Until then I have recorded my voice on tape so that you will hear
all what you want to know. As soon as I am proficient with words and the
spelling of them I will copy all the tapes and make a file." Now I may have
just had the wool pulled in front of my eyes but I gave him the benefit of
every doubt that existed because I remembered the bat and I think he could
take no chance on forgetting it at all.

I made him come with me while I took the tape. Of course I did let him
dress, what do you think I am...

"I am a prince of my country but have forgone this because I abused the
power of someone who is higher than I. I want to learn everything. I am
very bad with spelling but I hope a good teacher will help. I wish to be
ready for the sake of my father. I own the house we all live in but have
thought it best to make it a school. It is a diplomatic embassy so the
house and grounds are not under any rules other than my countries. I have
been made aware about what I need to learn and I respect the teacher
already. I have questions to ask of him but he will no doubt see that the
quality of the education for me is low compared to the rules of state with
my country. Many will come and go after me but I hope that a knowledge of
cultural differences and life will assist me in the future."

I wrote the last paragraph being the prince was an educational disaster in
English.

"Close the door. I hear you have some questions. This is a good time to
ask." The prince sat on the floor beneath my shoes. Very strange because
this person would command that other people do this to him in his own
country.

"You use the word Takittaa. This is a special emotion that has various
meanings. I heard you say that after you hit me that it hurt you more
because of Takittaa. Does this mean you like and love the male, the boys in
particular?" I thought for a while. "That is a strange question. Are you
having Takittaa with another boy? Whatever your answer it will stay in this
room and I will not tell your father. He is very firm on all of that kind
of love?"

"I am not but I have had thoughts. I know that my countries policies would
cause great problems if it were to happen." I patted the bed. I do like
boys yes and if I did not Love them I would never do this job. Oh we say
love. Takittaa has the same meaning." He was happy I thought until he said,
"Well all the boys who have been caught in some way in Love are here. We
all have to learn. As long as they do not go in each other's rooms here
they are all right. I made that rule." I was beginning to get the overall
picture. "Well what happens if the boys need some relief? Older boys get to
the stage when being away at a school for all boys they do get together or
they find other ways." The prince stood up. I have the room keys perhaps
you had better lock them in?" I laughed with him. "I think that teaching
them not to do things is best." The prince moved to the door. I passed the
cassette recorder to him. "You never did answer yes or no to if you have
ever loved a boy. Maybe you did not understand. Have you ever been caught
with a boy loving him?"

 It took a while for me to answer yes. "Good then we has the right
person. Are you warm enough or shall I get a few more blankets?" It was a
strange way to end the conversation but this whole thing was strange. I did
ask for more blankets and went to check on all the others. We had spoken
for some time but being honourable people all the boys had gone to bed when
told to and the place was clean, as I would clean it myself. That did not
say much but it was better than before. I got the paper out to look and
memorise the pager number for tomorrow. A gentle knock. Blankets. After I
said come in there was a pile of blanket being carried by Quio. I had seen
this boy all tucked up for the night so asked him what he was doing. "My
brother told me you needed some blankets. He said that you might need
someone to keep you warm tonight so chose me." There I was with this
seven-year-old boy who was dressed up as if he was going to a party. I let
him help me to spread the blankets before I told him that he should go back
to bed. "If I tell you a secret you promise not to tell anyone?" I nodded
clearly this boy had to say something. "I was caught with a prince in the
family and I was sent here." I looked at him with his face bent low. I told
him that I would keep his secret. When he got to the door Quio asked if he
could stay because he was now scared. I told him that just for tonight he
could but not again. I went to get a shower hoping that he would be asleep
when I went to bed. All that had happened was he taken off his shoes and
socks. When I got to the bed Quio stood on the bed with his arms raised
high. "Undress me please." I took his shirt off then got in a quick tickle
before we were both tired. As he lay there, I unhooked his trousers tugging
from the bottoms till I had them in my hands. He just kept still while I
folded the clothing up.

"Takittaa sir pleases. Can we Takittaa?  Quio stood up in his small
boxers. I hugged him. I thought this would be a good answer for him so
looked for his pyjamas. "I do not wear things in bed. Takittaa please. I
pulled back the covers. In he climbed. Both in boxers we shook to face the
cold together. I got a small nose next to mine. Then a kiss that I would
follow with "Goodnight." He never let go. There was a lot of mumbling until
I heard something that I understood. "My brother said I should ask for you
to love me." I told him how wrong this was. Hey I was a teacher and I was
teaching. It was a small hand that strayed into the hole of my boxers and
got hold of my cock all limp and quiet. I did not say a word but was given
Quio boxers so that I would realise he was naked.

He tugged at mine but no matter what I did he had a key with which he could
take them off. Soon I was as he but the quiet cock was arguing with
everything he was doing. "Teacher do not get upset I have done this
before. His talking stopped and I did not know what I was feeling. Like a
bird he pecked at the skin till the head was so engorged. His lips covered
the head and the suction started. I was worried that he might suffercate so
pulled back the covers. I watch this small boy while without a word he was
showing me and letting me feel his happiness at the lollypop he had
found. I had to reach for a wordbook because he was saying things I could
not understand. It was when I found "Anal." Then I reached down to find him
ready for anything. I pulled him up and decided that I had to stop him from
doing what he had been. Well I changed my mind. I started to kiss him. On
his back I could reach across. There was his cock. Thin, long and head was
purple with drips coming out. As soon at I touched him the voice of foreign
words changed so that we could understand each other completely. "I have
been used like this since I was 3 but now I know it is love. I am not
allowed to do it with boys but you are not a boy. I ask one thing let me
see you explode in happiness." I do not know why and please do call me
stupid of say it don't make sense but I had this boy legs in the air
wanting one thing. Feet on shoulders he pushed back and my cock entered his
opened hole I could wiggle around inside as if I were mixing eggs. He was
an expert in kissing, touching and sex. This will sound silly but he was
too big to get any tightness and I started to soften. I sat back and found
he could take three fingers and a thumb. If I pushed I could believe it had
taken a whole hand. I rubbed him. Until as if a ripple made by shaking a
blanket, His cock did the same. It was big. I could see every movement and
I actually saw a bubble of something come forth from him.

Quio took over and with expert hands rubbed demanding to be told when I was
going to explode. It did not take long but as I told him he almost went at
a snails pace. I had a feeling like never before and his young chest and
face was covered. He used his boxers and wiped up the mess. He licked the
residue and it was done. I did feel guilty. I told him it was a bad thing
to do. "Why after all I was sent here to do it. I have done this before."
He curled up on top of me that night with a thumb in his mouth. He asked me
one thing before falling asleep and that was to help him dress so none of
the others would know.

I slept well. In the morning I was alone. Quio had gone. I looked for the
brandy bottle but saw nothing. Perhaps it was all a dream.

Today Paina was the first to get the lesson about their culture.


Takittaa part 2 to follow. Part three might be down to you

If you have any ideas for the other boys then let me know. There is only so
many ways that sex with a boy can be told so maybe there is something else.
If you do not want your name to be added then please let me know that as
well.

Write with comments and suggestions to shaksbeer@ureach.com