Date: Thu, 26 Mar 2009 22:33:31 +0000
From: Gary Cutter <gcutter66@gmail.com>
Subject: THE PRINCE COCO PROJECT - 5

WARNING: This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may and
probably will involve male on male sex of various ages.  Also note that my
characters do not wear condoms and that is because they are FICTIONAL.

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realise if they sound a bit smartarse and over world weary at times that is
me coming through. If they sound as thick as a plank...  that's them.

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THE PRINCE COCO PROJECT



Part - 5



by



G. Cutter



Well, it had been an interesting week. I'd had one catalogue shoot which
took me most of one day and half of the second. I had one wedding and had
to visit someone who wanted some 'classic' dog, cat and kids sets. These
are probably the most time consuming and to be honest, the most frustrating
sessions of all. Kids and animals just don't mix and any sensible person
just takes pot luck especially in this day of digital cameras. Of course
the other route is to use a professional like myself and pay a fortune with
no guaranteed result. Never mind, it helps pay the rent even if it does
fray the nerves.

I took Karl to the wedding which was midweek and he enjoyed it, it was my
subtle way of showing him how my business really worked and where his cans
of Coke and munchies came from, like most kids he assumed that they grew on
trees. I had suggested that he may like to work for me when he reached
sixteen as he seemed determined to leave school and eke out a living as a
stall boy. He was interested, I'd put it no more than that but with the
advent of our Coco Project and the tie up with the guys down at Lewes his
interest had perked. I also got him to get a passport application form, I
was determined to take a week from work and waltz him away somewhere
romantic for the honeynmoon. Alright, as 'soppy as a pair of clogs' to coin
a mysterious phrase but remember what I've already said. We'd never spent a
night together as lovers. Afternoons and evenings, yes... but never a full
scale all night in which includes dogbreath in the morning and farting all
night. You know, just like married couples. It was just a thing of mine. He
had stated categorically that he would leave home when he was sixteen and
he would move in with me but I wanted to make a big deal out of it... I was
in love for God's sake.

My cleaning boy settled down but one rather upsettling thing happened,
Denis and Simon seemed to strike up a relationship which was rather quick,
it also seemed to put Jimmy's nose out of joint a bit, I think he had
designs on Denis, in fact, I knew he had but things went a bit wonky. Even
Karl noticed it and warned me that my 'stable' might fall to pieces if the
assorted 'fillies' fell out with each other. To be honest, Karl was my main
man and if pressed to name a number two it would be Jimmy. Anyway Karl
liked him, I liked him, he was good sex and he was my Prince Coco's servant
boy.

I had both of them around Friday afternoon for their shaving. Denis had
done his cleaning and had gone by the time they rolled up promising to do
the Saturday cleaning and assist on the Coco shoot if needed. Simon had
been missing for two days and as I had one full disc of his images I wasn't
really fussed, he was tasty but there were many pebbles on the beach as
they say. Each boy I knew had friends and those friends had other
friends. The main point here being I was talking what you would call pinup,
skimpily clothed pinup but that, no more no less. The fact was I could even
go to an Agency (if I wanted to pay the fees) for models to do the pinups,
there was nothing illegal about them, all I needed was a waiver from the
kid and a parent's consent.

Derek would be around at six when his barber buddies closed their shop and
would bring the appropriate equipment with him. I had camera's memory freed
up and ready to go, no way would my muppets submit to having their pubics
shaved off, soapy hands, etc. etc. without popping one. As they say down in
the Market: 'It was a dot on the cards'.

'So what about Denis and Simon?' I asked Karl. 'Where is Simon by the way?'

'Well, first off I think they're nobbing each other and regarding
Simon... I dunno.' He looked up and grinned.

'That's abour right,' Jimmy added a little sourly. 'Still, you win some you
lose some.'

'You've got us Jimbo,' I stroked his scruffy hair. 'Bit of a trim tonight
for you.'

'Do me a favour,' he groaned. 'I'm a bit nervy about that Derek and his
razor around my nuts.'

'Scissors and electric shaver he tells me,' I soothed him. 'Maybe a Bic for
a finish, nothing lethal .'

'I'll kiss it better,' Karl laughed.

'I'll hold you to that,' Jimmy frowned. Just then the bell rang and it was
Derek, the night's entertainment was about to begin.

I got the boys to share a quick shower whilst I made Derek a cuppa slosh
and knocked up a couple of sandwiches so that by the time they were ready
so was he. I noticed his hungry eyes on my boys and they were mine because
I was paying them. I'd offered Derek a small fee for doing his work
(costcutting all the time). He could suck both boys to climax for his
trouble and that would have the side effect of keeping them basically inert
for the rest of the night when I intended to do a full scale undress
rehearsal. I know I was being a bit manic on this subject but it was a
thing I was determined to do and I had another from the Morphians site I
fancied a crack at. Drow Prince and Human prisoner. A drow by the way is a
bluey-black underground elf, one of the naughty ones. The role of prince
would go to Karl again and the prisoner clearly to Jimmy or even Simon if
he fancied it.

We got the boys in the studio area and Derek set to. The first thing was to
electric shave Karl's head which was done with some grumbling but the hoot
came when Derek lathered Karl's bonce and attacked him with a Bic
razor. Derek had assured us that this was the safest way and highly
unlikely to cause any nicks or cuts. I don't think Karl was totally
convinced and Jimmy sitting there pulling faces didn't help. In the end it
was done and Karl got a final finish with body oil until his shaven head
gleamed like a black ball on a billiard table.

'Jeez, that's so sexy,' Jimmy breathed running his hand over Karl's head.

'That's sexy,' Karl grinned grasping Jimmy's half hard penis and bringing
it to life. 'Shave him first, Derek.'

Derek was off again, he lay Jimmy down on the floor on a big bathtowel and
attacked the boy's small and fine haired pubics carefullly with scissors
quite easily moving Jimmy's erection around like a joystick (a good choice
of word there merthinks). Jimmy bleated but soon shut up when Derek
interspersed his snipping with a kiss here and there and even ran his soft
lips over Jimmy's bulging glans before lathering our junior member. He also
removed a few pit hairs Jimmy sported. Next up was the Bic again and in a
trice Jimmy was as bald as a boiled egg and feeling quite pleased with
himself.

'Time out,' Derek muttered and as Jimmy went to rise he put one hand on his
chest and ducked his head taking my more than willing model into his
mouth. I think Jimmy might have been a little embarassed but Derek
certainly wasn't, mind you, Karl and I did walk out for a cold drink whilst
they were at it. When Jimmy did his moaning and groaning bit we returned to
find him being squeezed dry by a grinning Derek and it was Karl's turn.

'Do I get the sucky bit at the end?' Karl lay out on the towel vacated by
Jimmy.

'If you want,' Derek set to carefully with his scissors on Karl's thicker
and curlier little black thatch.

'Yeah, of course I want,' Karl grinned up. 'Watch the scissors pal.'

Derek's routine took longer as Karl was a tad hairier and I suppose his
black hair was harder to see against his brown skin. All that meant was
Derek took more sucks at the drool juice oozing from Karl's raging
erection. At last he finished and his head went down but this time Jimmy
and I sat there and watched the performance until Derek rose with the
creamy stuff smearing his lips and with a very satisfied look on his face.

'A pleasure to do business with you young men,' he gave a little bow. 'Love
to stay but gotta rush.' Amen to that. I had my two shorn little lambs all
to myself and I have to say I was finding Karl's smooth head (the upper
one) more and more to my liking by the minute... it was so damn
sexy. Shades of Kojak not that I ever found the sainted Telly Savalas sexy.

'Have a look at the computer, girls. The Drow Prince and Prisoner set.'

'Hey, this is more like it... more down to basics,' Karl grinned enlarging
the 3D Sims.

'Earthier,' Jimmy sniggered.

'Well, that's one for the future but for now, Prince Coco.' I looked at
them both and put my serious look on. 'I want you to follow the pictures
I've pinned up next door and we'll take some quickies to get a
feel. Tomorrow, the bling gear, the oiling up and the sucky suckies.'

'Banzai,' Karl crowed. 'Come on little one,' he grabbed Jimmy around the
neck. 'Come and be my slave.'

'Right on your Highness,' Jimmy cackled and away they went with me in close
pursuit. I knew Karl usually went home around nine and dodged the hoodies
and almost feral estate gangs lurking about but he had to get unlucky one
of these nights. The sooner he moved in with me living in the more
residential area the better. Jimmy was alright, he was staying the night
and he only lived a couple of streets away, pretty safe by Wandsworth
standards.

'OK, Karl... try to look imperious, stand tall and look snooty. Jimmy, you
kneel and give it a bit of the peasant you are.'

'Cheers, Boss,' Jimmy grinned and knelt at Karl's feet and we took it from
there. I took the occasional picture to see how the lighting suited, how
the skin tones complimented each other and finally to see how long it would
take for them to get an erection after their recent blow jobs. Amazing. The
resilience of youth, both horny buggers were sporting hardons in fifteen
minutes flat. I'd replaced the strange brushing sequence with a simulated
oiling which would be real on the day but things got a bit hyper when Jimmy
started slipping his hand up and down on Karl's body and started to get
carried away. When I lay Karl on the bed and got Jimmy to go through his
dick licking routine it got completely out of hand. I ceased taking
pictures and let Jimmy get on ith it. Karl would have a nice memory to help
him home, two blows in one night, can't be bad.

'Pizza's boys?' I got a pair of muffled assents , they were having fun but
no matter, I had the cuddly Jiimmy for the night.

'Six weeks,' Karl laughed pumping into Jimmy's eager mouth. I just nodded
and gave him a grin as I went to phone for the food. He would be sixteen in
six weeks time and he was counting the days. In six weeks time he would be
a legal adult and in charge of his own destiny... wage earning, tax paying
etc. etc as I kept reminding him.

The pizzas were promised for fifteen minutes and when I returned to the
studio it was all over, Karl was busy getting dressed and Jimmy was laying
on the bed licking his lips like a cat after a saucer of cream. One happy
moggy and from the look he gave me ready for a bit of the other later once
Karl had left.

I reminded them that I wanted a midday start the next day, I also told them
that Denis might be there to help out with the lighting and whatever. Their
pinups were on their way with Simon's but I still needed another thirty or
fourty with Denis and might even do his first. It would give him some
pocket money for the weekend and leave me a pretty clear schedule for the
following week. I mentioned that I might take a run down to Lewes on the
Wednesday which was a market half day. I said that I'd love to take them
both down to see the studios and boys down there but I wanted an early
departure. The both promptly volunteered to accompany me taking time off
from their respective jobs which just shows how horny a pair they were or
the fact that I was paying them too much.  After our pizza supper I got
Karl on his way and I could see he was reluctant to go. 'Whassup kid?'

'I'm jealous.' he declared quite bluntly.

'No need, you're my boyfriend not a one night stand. Don't worry about
Jimmy, we can adopt him in six weeks time.'

'We can share him a bit more often in six weeks,' he grinned looking a bit
happier. 'See ya tomorrow,' he gave me a lingering kiss and he was on his
way. I've got to admit to a streak of selfishness here, I know Karl was the
best looking kid, in my eyes at least, on the patch but Jimmy was a little
darling and he was so good in bed. Having said that, what I'd told Karl was
true, he was my main man or top boy and I wanted both him and
Jimmy. Selfish, selfish, but there you go... no excuses.

'What happens when Karl moves in here,' Jimmy as ever came straight to the
point when went back upstairs.

'Depends if you can stand being abused by two instead of one when you
sleepover.'

'Yeah, I don't mind,' Jimmy laughed. 'Any chance of a drink?' As I said, he
came straight to the point.

We spent the evening supping WKDs and watching a couple of family
films. 'The Thief Lord' was my favourite of the moment, I loved it and
anyone who spent a night in with me got the Thief Lord at least once a
week. The other was 'The Last Legion' with Tommy Sangster that just went to
show I had a taste for pretty boy stars. Jimmy liked them both anyway so
perhaps he had the same tastes although after his first WKD he started to
get amorous.

'I'll pretend you're Rollo Weeks in bed tonight,' he grinned as The Thief
Lord finished and I clicked on the extras.

'OK, slut. I'll pretend you're Aaron Johnson and give your fine arse a
pounding.'

'That's what I meant,' he giggled. We spent the next twenty minutes
watching the out takes and interviews and when I took him to bed I was
certain of one thing, The Thief Lord had another fan. 'Pity you haven't got
one of those sexy masks.' he grinned as he stripped off and stood by the
bed playing with his balls and fiddling with his dick as if worried it
might have dropped off.

'Shurrup,' I shoved him on the bed and grabbed him. The shaven pubes were
so sexy, it was like being in bed with a overgrown ten year old. Derek had
done an excellent job, I must have spend half the night licking and kissing
his smoothness, under his arms, around his cock and finally between his
tight little buns before taking him all the way. Needless to say he did me
in the end but that was part of my fantasy as well, being shagged by a
randy sexual sub teen that is. Well, he wasn't a sub teen but he certainly
looked like one in his hairless state. I'd got Derek to trim his hair a bit
but not to much, Jimmy liked looking scruffy. That was our Jimmy, a bit
like Riccio in the Thief Lord... Woops, here I go again.

We slept well what with the late films, the WKDs and the healthy give and
take sex. In fact, I was awoken by the sound of the hoover going downstairs
where I suspected that Denis was having a tidy up. Leaving Jimmy sleeping I
made myself a cup of tea and shot down, I'd suddenly remembered I needed
more pictures of Denis and now was as goop a time as any.

Denis was a bit surprised as I came down like a ball of fire and got him to
strip and get into some speedos. I think he suspected that I wanted a quick
shag but I soon disillusioned him, it was all business and done remarkably
quickly. By the time I got Jimmy out of bed and showered and then got the
three of us fed we were ready for the arrival of Karl and the full dress
shoot of the full nudey shoot of Prince Coco. After that I'd start thinking
about The Drow Prince but for today an oily Karl, a bare arse Jimmy and
Denis still prancing around in his skimpy and rather revealing speedos were
enough to be getting on with.

Karl rolled up early which was handy, he was wearing a baseball cap and
gave me a foul look as he came into the room.

'My mum asked me where all my hair had gone,' he grunted accepting a drink
from Jimmy.

'What did you say?' Jimmy giggled.

'I said I had to have it shaved off for one of Mr Peter Bloody Cope's
projects.'

'Fair enough,' I said. 'True as well.'

'She said we should get married,' Karl suddenly laughed. 'I should have
told her we practice at least twice a week.'

'That would have upset her,' Denis remarked.

'She bloody well knows, I'm sure she does,' Karl shrugged. 'So what, I'm
out of it in six weeks. When we starting?'

'As soon as you've had a shower you can put the gold on and we can kick
off,' I grinned. I didn't want too much chat about our affairs in front of
Jimmy and Denis although they must have known what was going on - not about
the sex, they obviously knew all about that. I mean about him moving in
with me on his sixteenth.

We had all the lights set up and I gave a camera to Denis telling him to
stand behind me and duplicate every picture I took so we'd have a
choice. Karl sat on his gold painted chair (throne) looking suitably regal
in his imitation gold bling including the crown and Jimmy grovelled about
the floor in his tatty old jerkin and raggedy shorts looking suitably
peasantlike. A bit of foot on head and then with a few giggles Jimmy
removed all the 'princely trappings' leaving Coco naked and by now sporting
a good hardon apart from the attention he was getting. Jimmy then stripped
off his own clothing and stood there with just a skimpy home made pouch and
loin cloth which barely contained his semi stiffy and just about covered
his back end.

'The oiling was a brushing in the original but I didn't see much point in
that,' I spoke to Denis who was studying the printouts of the 3D Sims.

'Oiling has to be sexier,' he grinned. He too was sporting a good stiffy as
well clearly visible in his speedos.

'You're not running away after we finish are you, Simon?'

'No way,' he giggled

'Good,' I glanced at my two actors or models and they went into the middle
phase of the shoot. What I'd fixed was a bowl of fine body oil as the
muscle men use and a small sponge, it was water soluble so should shower
off easily enough on completion. Jimmy started with Karl's head annointing
his bald pate and then rubbing the stuff around Karl's face and neck until
he gleamed. My God, the boy... my boy looked so sey and I was just as hard
as the others. So much for Karl remaining relaxed, his thick brown cock
darker than the rest of his body stood out like a battering ram as Jimmy
avoided it oiling Karl's torso and then his back. When he did Karl's back I
think it nearly came to sex as Karl giggled and claimed that Jimmy was
trying a 'craft prong' but I got things back on track. Groin and legs came
next and in the end Karl stood there like a bronzed and shining little
Godlet if there is such a word. Jimmy finished off by going on his knees
and licking a stray beading of Karl's precum . I'd better wrap it up before
they all got carried away.

The third and final stage was Coco laying on his back and Jimmy crouching
between his knees tending the Prince's hardon. I had worked a final four or
five shots over and above the storyboard. The two would then sixty nine and
then all bets were off. When I called finish, it started if you can follow
that one.

I looked over at Denis and the poor boy was as hard as a chocolate frog and
from the way he fiddled with his overtight speedos he was in some
discomfort.

It was pretty clear that Jim boy was on heat and Karl was as horny as hell
going by his raging erection now leaking a drool of creamy juice. 'If you
can't beat 'em, join 'em, Den, my little Cream Puff.'

'That's Dream Stuff,' he gave a pretty little scowl.

'I prefer my version,' I took his hand and guided him to the bed. 'Got
time?'

'Always,' he giggled and dropped to the bed and lay there looking up at
me. Karl and Jim saw the way the wind was blowing and my 'Coco' also lay
down and looked up at Jim with a smile. Jim and I went down onto our
respective partners like synchronised swimmers. Jimmy took Karl into his
mouth and Karl moved him around until they were in a true sucky and
slobbery sixty nine. I kissed Denis' squirming form and slowly peeled down
the tight speedoes releasing his fat and swollen cock. 'Aaaaaaah...' he
sighed and gave a little pelvic thrust as I started to service him. We
weren't going to sixtyy nine, I had bigger and better things on my mind. I
munched away at his hardness and then his balls finishing up with his legs
in the air and me stuck into his crack salivating and sucking on his
twitchy little pucker. 'Aaaaah... Petey.' This time it was more a moan and
I knew that he was gone. I managed to remove my scant clothing and lay
there with my face glued into his sweet cranny tickling and lubricating his
little rosebud. I sensed the other two watching but when Karl gave a
quavering moan I saw that Jimmy had two fingers deep in my boyfriend's
tight ring and was hitting the spot. I knew from experience that it was all
over as far as they were concerned, Jimmy was king and Karl was queen this
time around.

Denis was willing as well, we moaned and thrashed around as I finger fucked
him and sucked him at the same time. At one stage he managed to get his
lips to my ears. 'Do me and I'll do you,' he whispered.

'I heard that,' Jimmy cackled.

'Shurrup,' Karl lay back with his knees tucked upto his chest. 'Look after
me, don't worry about them.'

I'd got the message, I got Denis into a crouch, a doggy mode and continued
to suck and lap at his glistening little boy fanny until he begged me to do
'it', the famous 'it' and I did. Slowly and sensually I slipped my bulging
glans up and down his slippery crack and when he'd begged enough I gently
pushed and entered his tightness and his heat. He gave a shuddering moan of
satisfaction and pushed back onto me as I pushed into his delicious
tightness. Denis was good, better than good, he was excellent and I hoped
that his supposed romance with Simon wasn't going to stop him coming up but
I couldn't hold back the flow of true love as dam the Channel. If he wanted
to move on then so be it, for the time being I decided to enjoy and give
him what he wanted.

It was evident what he liked as he pushed back onto me as I fucked him and
he made all the right noises, the oohs, the aahs and finally the gutteral
demands for me to go harder and deeper. He was another Karl, more bitch
than butch but no big deal, he was nice and I liked him even if he was a
bit too young. I worked myself up into a living, slippery and thrusting
fuck machine as he dropped his head onto the bedding and his pretty little
arse stuck up in the air. When I cum it was a torremt and from the corner
of my eye I could see Jimmy laying on Karl. The rabbit had beaten me to it
but he was younger after all. 'Oooooh... Den,' I moaned as I felt myself
void a massive cum into his soft arse. I was still fucking into his spunk
drenched bottom as we subsided onto the bed. He craned his head around to
kiss and we managed that with me still moving in and out of his flooded
hole.

'That was a good one,' he whispered tiredly. 'My bum's sore.'  Moan, moan,
moan, they're all the bloody same these kids.

It's amazing what a chilled Seven Up will do seeing I'd run out of Cokes by
the way. Karl was first in rarther roughly shoving Jimmy onto his belly and
getting himself between Jimmy's eagerly parted legs. Boy that kid was a
glutton for punishment and he hardly made a squeak as Karl just positioned
himself and thrust in. Jimmy liked it a bit rough by the way and Karl was
happy to go that way as well. As Denis and I started with a bit for
foreplay with all things they were alongside up bouncing up and down on the
bed like it wasa bloody trampoline.

'You can take your time,' I warned Denis as I lay on my back and thought of
God, Queen and Country... well, I did nothing of the sort I just thought of
Denis' meaty cock in my gut and it soon was. He was good for a recent
convert if you like. Nice and slow and gentle but at the end and like all
kids he went a bit nutty and I was rewarded in the end by a nice juicy
cum. One thing about my little stable or harem, there were no undersexed
lads in it, they were all studs even if juvenile studs. Karl was ready as
and when, Jimmy was ready over and above the call of duty and I suppose
Denis was the most normal, he could get by with twice a day and thrice on
Sundays. On reflection, I was probably the limpest dick of the lot but I
put that down to my age and the stress.

Anyway, all done at last Denis scurried off without a bath and Jimmy and
Karl took another joint shower with much fuckery going the noise coming
from the bathroom. I plonked myself down in front of the television with a
couple of cans of lager. I was knackered but I'd got what I wanted, the
Project was done and from the results it looked good. Maybe the Drow Prince
and Prisoner next, I needed to see Derek and ask him about stage type wigs
for my little stars, for now booze and a film. Yeah, I know... boring,
boring. I put The Thief Lord on again, I loved that film, I loved those boy
actiors.

Karl had just left and Jim snuggled in on the sofa and by now he'd claimed
a bottle of WKD. 'You must like this fim?'

'I do, I think it's an understated classic.'

'Just like Prince Coco,' he laughed.

'That's a collectors edition.' I grinned. 'All fixed for Wednesday?'

'Yeah... just as a matter of interest where is Lewes?'

'Down by Brighton. Do it in just over an hour in weekday traffic, probably
a bit longer at the weekends.'

'What's it like?'

'Country town, dead as a doornail... what can I say,' I wrapped my arm
around him as the credits finished and the film started for real.'

'Love that Rollo,' he muttered dreamily. 'What are these friends of yours
like?'

'Londoners fron North of the river, they moved down there last year, Jo and
his boys. He runs a business like mine but without the weddings and
stuff. He's tied up with another mob who market Russian naturist stuff and
other things.'

'And other things,' he giggled. 'Love that Prosper as well.'

'He's nice but i like Riccio, he's a bit like you.'

'No he's not.'

'Yes, he is,' I contradicted. 'Street kid, mouthy oik and built for
someone's bed.'

'Yeah, that's me I suppose,' he giggled. 'You just like 'em little.'

'Little and randy.'

'That's me,' he lay out on the sofa with his head on my thigh. I didn't
really mind but I was now torn between watching the film and looking down
his smooth narrow chest to bis totally hairless mons pubis which was almost
a non mound but plainly visible in the gap in the bath robe he'd claimed as
a dressing gown.

After that brief burst of chat we sat and watched the film in peace and
quiet until around nine when I phoned around for a Chinese meal to be
delivered. The night was reasonably young but I think we were both played
out.

'I wonder if Cho will deliver?' Jim looked at some crap home grown game
show on the screen.

'Who's Cho?'

'One of the Chinky kids, second oldest I think sixteen or so, he's left
school anyway.'

'Fancy him do you?'

'He fancies me,' Jim crowed. 'I've seen those beady slanty eyes undressing
me when he comes around the chippy.'

'What, they run a Chinky takeway and eat fish and chips?' I asked
disbelievingly.

'Yeah, why not... all the kids were born here, the family's been here for
yonks.'

'Uh,' I switched off losing interest in Jimmy's affairs or supposed
affairs. I might have mentioned once or twice he was a bloody sex maniac,
he was also a bit of a romantic, he imagined half the manor was after his
tight little arse. Mind you he might be right on that one.

'When he buzzes just tell him to come up and hang about whilst you sort out
the change. Betcha he ogles me in this,' he tugged at the bathrobe.

'I bet he does,' I laughed. 'You devious little bitch.'

'I know,' he grinned. 'But he is sweet even if he is sixteen.'

'OK.' I tugged a pair of shorts on, Jimmy could flaunt his flesh but at
least I'd be respectable.

As soon as the buzzer went Jimmy was there. 'Come up, close the door behind
you,' he jumped about like a demented imp hovering in the small lobby as I
heard footsteps mounting the stairs.

'Chinese for four,' I heard a pleasant voice speak, very Londonish and only
very slightly Chinky accented... just a trace. Then this vision appeared
and I mean a vision. I looked on as Jimmy made a right prat of himself
which wasn't hard for him. I think the youth was a bit taken aback. One
Englishman sitting in shorts and an English boy dancing aruind in a
bathrobe and very clearly naked under that. 'Er...' he stood with a bag and
looked around as if entering the Tardis or similar.

'I'll find some money,' I want to my desk trying not to ogle the slender
and at the same time manly boy man with a confused but curious expression
on his face. How do you describe a Chinese youth? Chinese that's for sure.
Taller than I expected, handsome if a little girly, thick black hair long
on the neck and that certain something. A London Chinese, not really the
bowing and scraping, overly polite kind. This was home grown and all the
better for it and I could see Jimbo's attraction.

'Eight pounds fifty,' he mumbled with his eyes fixed firmly on Jimbo.

'Sit down, Cho,' Jim grinned inanely. 'Peter takes forever when it comes to
paying out money.'

'Shut up, Monkey Boy,' I snarled. He was right in one respect, I couldn't
find my damn wallet.

Cho and that's who it appeared to be sat on the sofa still clutching the
bag.

'Wanna drink?' Jim asked brightly.

'Why not,' Cho actually smiled. Unbelievable, Jim's charm or lack of it had
worked. Mind you a half naked Jim flashing his bits was enough to tempt any
red blooded male and from the pointy bit in Cho's loose fitting khakis he
was red blooded enough.  Still raking through my desk I glanced up to the
mirror just behind. I thought it was a trick of the light but it wasn't.
Cho's hand sneaked out as quick as a flash and slipped up Jim's leg under
the robe and then withdrew. I fancy Cho had just copped a feel of Jim's
tight little bottom. Jeez, this place was like a singles bar and it looked
like I might have another character in my little drama.


			     To be continued.


Ah well, it seemed a good time to take a break.
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