Date: Tue, 1 Jul 2003 21:55:08 +1000
From: michael hines <hines@pnc.com.au>
Subject: Young Blonde Boy 24

This story has not caused any problems for anyone, as it is a part of my
imagination. Nothing written here occurred. If you have a problem with
teenage /man sex please leave. If this sort of thing is illegal in your
country then don't even bother to read this. You have been warned and I
take no responsibility for your problems. Leave now if you are under 18
years of age. (16 now in my State!) I have no way of knowing whether you
are younger. If you are be careful because this work is not for you. Please
email me if you have some suggestions as to what should happen or tell me
about this story. The characters in this story are not practising safe sex
and you should not imitate their behaviour. Be safe and take care.

>From Chapter 23:

"No you don't, you owe something back in New York. Don't imagine it's that
easy to escape our network. You two fuckers are coming with us." One guy
snapped.

"What do you want?" I questioned him.

"You will see soon, get round them boys let's march them to the holding
room."

We were frog-marched down the hall to a door that led off the corridor. It
was opened and we were pushed inside.

"You need to be taught a lesson." A voice shouted as we caught sight of a
tall black man.

"It's you, "I gasped, "what the fuck, what do you want?"


			    Young Blonde Boy 24


"You work for my boss." I continued. "He can't know where we are, how the
fuck did you find us?"

"You're both tagged!" The big guy grinned at me.

"What do you mean tagged?"

"Every movement and action shows up on a computer that traces you
both. There's no way you can escape us."

This was the guy who had fucked Adonis under the Statue and had dealt with
us in the New York Studios; now he was in the LA Airport holding us and of
course working for that bastard, my old boss. Kevin started to wriggle. He
jumped around and looked like he would piss over both of us.

"Gotta have a leak and a shit," He squirmed. 'Where's the john?"

The Black Man pointed to a door against the far wall. "It's over there son
use it quick and hurry back we've got some unfinished business."  Kevin
took off leaving me facing the huge guy. I wanted to know about the tags
and pressed him further.

"How can you tag us? Where are they? What computer has us and reads the
details?"

The Black Man looked at me with scorn, "You are such a fuckwit, You
wouldn't have a clue about the technology that is so far ahead of your
little perving mind and dirty thoughts about boys. We have developed so
much more and don't need to cater to little shits like you."

"You can talk," I responded. "It didn't take you long to get into my boy's
pants and fuck him. Bet you're hard now. You loved screwing my boy he's got
a better butt than any others you fucked you told us that.

"Yea he's good but you have know idea how good he will be after I have
greased his arse and fucked him for the cameras. We have some good moves
for the kid. My cock in him and lots of others waiting in line. The guys
are hot for his body. It's fucking gorgeous. I bet you know and use him
every night. He likes you rooting him all the time? He really needs a big
man's dick stuck in him for a long time and enjoy a good fuck, not a
limp-wristed guy like you."

I lost it and slammed my fist into the black guy's face. Blood flowed from
his nose as he tried to return my blow. I dodged and he lost his footing,
dropping to the ground. I was tempted to kick his big angry body.

A loud crash sounded from the toilet. It sounded like glass. I ran to the
door thrusting it open. The window was smashed and no sign of Kevin. I
looked through the broken sheet and spied my boy rifling a large clothing
bin that was next to the building. Why an airport had this Salvation Army
bin in it I had no idea, but it sure was an out for us. I watched as Kevin
doned old clothes and muddied his face. The black guy was still on the
floor, out of it, I thought. I smashed some more glass and managed to
scramble through the opening and jumped to the ground.

Kevin saw me leap and threw some old clothes at me as I landed. We had no
bags but I had our tickets and money in a pouch hanging from my belt. At
least we had a chance to escape. I understood Kevin's clever plan and
quickly made myself unrecognisable. Kevin joined me, laughing as he smelt
the clothing and watched me dirty my face, matching his.

"Dad we look like shit." He said. " Look the guy's head is through the
glass he's coming for us, Dad what will we do?"

"Run Kevin," I shouted, grabbing his arm and making him mobile. We dashed
around the terminal and found a taxi rank. "We have to find somewhere to
change and get out of this place. Maybe a cabby can find us a motel or
something, anything just to get away from here. They tagged us Kevin. I
don't know where the tags are but they can hunt us down anywhere. We have
find the bloody things and get rid of them."

We found a cab rank. I opened the back door and started to push Kevin
inside.

"Hold it man, you two don't look as if you could buy a 'bus fare for one
stop, show me your money."

I fiddled with my bum bag and found some notes. I held them up and grinned
as the cabby quickly started up and drove to the airport's exit.

"We want a motel close to here." I told the driver.

"Sure thing pal, I know one that will suit you two. You both need a bath
and get some new clothes, you are stinking my cab."

"Sorry man, I know you won't understand why we are like this, I will add
more to your tip. Please find a place that we can use though. We don't want
any trouble."

"Sure thing we're nearly there. You in trouble?"

"No," I told him. "Just a small problem at the airport. It's fine now."

Kevin had my hand in his and squeezed it so hard. He was very scared I
realised. This wasn't a situation that he could handle, nor could I.

The cab stopped next to a shabby line of units leading off a very dingy
office where a dimly lit sign said vacancy.

"You will be okay here man. They always have rooms for the likes of you
two. Have fun guys."

I paid his fare and tipped him generously. We walked to the door; a bell
announced our entry. An old woman was watching some TV programme, her head
turned as we headed to the counter.

"You two want a unit I suppose?" She asked.

"Yea can we have one for the night?" I asked.

"Yea. But it will cost as I reckon you two are up to no good. That your son
with you?"

"Yes, we lost our gear and have to catch a plane tomorrow. How much, I will
pay now."

"Yea, you better. You behave yourself in my unit and don't mess the
sheets. You don't look like father and son. I reckon you're looking for
some place to shag. Anyhow it doesn't matter, do what you like but take
care of my place."

I signed the tattered book and paid the outrageous price she wanted. We
were given a key to number 5 and ran to the unit. I sniffed the air and
gulped, the room stunk of sweat and sex. It was almost barren, a double bed
and some covers and a couple of towels, that was it! Kevin sank onto the
bed, he was exhausted.

"Let's chuck these clothes." I suggested.

"What will we wear tomorrow?" Kevin asked.

I hadn't thought about the day. I wanted to sleep and find the tags.

"Kevin we have been tagged. They know where we are and have followed us and
want us back in New York. We must find the tags and I must change our
flight to Narita. At least this room has a 'phone. You go through our gear
in my money belt and yours, check my underwear and your own as that is the
only part of us that we have now. See if you can find anything
strange. Have a very close look at out passports while I telephone BA."

I made a call to BA and sure our suitcases were on the way to Japan. We had
missed the flight, it had gone!  Yes, we could join another in the morning
and be in Tokyo that evening.

I was relieved but had to tell Yasou as he would be at the airport later
today and we would not be there.  My laptop was still in the LA Airport and
I guess the guys had already checked it so they would know where we were
going.

I placed a call to Japan alerting Yasou to our problems. He assured me that
he would meet the next evening's flight from the US.

That was enough! I was exhausted and fell back onto the hard bed and looked
at my Adonis. His face was glowing as he held up both our passports.

"Dad, what's this? These are strange icons that were not there when we left
Sydney."

I grabbed the booklets and studied the marks; they were small chips
indented into the corners of the main page.

"Hey my boy you have found the tracers, let's cut them out and get rid of
them."

It was easy to cut them out but to get rid of a live tracking system was
harder.

"The old girl has a dog, I saw him sleeping near her. Why don't we put them
in his collar?" Kevin suggested.

"Hey that's a great idea, but how can we, when she is there with him?'

"I can Dad, I'm young and can pretend that I want to pat the animal as I
ask her for some soap as there isn't any here and ask for the bathroom
which seems non-existent. Cut them out and I will put them on the dog."

Kevin took the tags and disappeared. I tried to clean up and wash the dirt
from my face. I loved Kevin's solution to the tag problem. He was inventive
as well, I realised. What a guy!

The door opened, Kevin returned with a silly grin on his face.

'I did it dad. The tags are on the dog. He is sleeping but I bet he will
run around in the morning and give the trackers lots to think
about. Imagine tracking a dog! Serves them right!"

"We've got more problems now." I told him. "If they keep tracking they will
find us here. We have to move straight away and find somewhere else to
hide."

"Uh? Dressed like this?"

"I saw a shopping centre near here. We better have a shower, or bath if
that's what's here then dress in these rags again and buy some gear." I
replied.

"The bathroom is next to the lobby. I had a look after planting the
tags. It's got a bath but it's very dirty." Kevin retorted.

"We haven't any options Kevin we better have a bath and try to get this
muck off our faces. Grab those towels and let's go."

Kevin was right; the bathroom was a poorly lit, smelly and grimy. The bath
was reasonably clean and some effort had been made to clean the small sink.

"Kevin we have to wash up, you want to bathe with me. I reckon we can both
squeeze in and wash each other. You can clean my face and anything else
that needs cleaning, I can do the same to you."

Kevin smiled broadly. He immediately stripped and started the water flowing
into the bath. I followed, stripping, and together we watched the water
dribble into the bath. This room hasn't had many visitors I thought.  Kevin
put his arm around me and put his grubby head across my chest.

'Dad I love being with you so much. We have done heaps and you have been so
good to me, I don't ever want this to stop."

I watched the bath fill as the water's steam coated us.

"Kevin, I love you too, more than you can ever imagine. I will never let
you go, never. Let's get in and wash each other."

I lay down facing Kevin, enjoying his teen body move over mine. We lay
still and didn't clean a thing. It was so good relaxing and enjoying the
heat. Kevin's groin was against mine and of course our cocks hardened. Mine
was like a rock; Kevin's was the same.

"Dad this isn't going to work. I can't clean you and you can't do me. We
can't move like this the only way that it will work is if you fuck me, then
your cock will be in a place that it won't obstruct us. Want to get up me?"

I wasted no time entering Kevin's small hole. He held me tight as I filled
his bum. Now just his cock was across my body. Kevin's hands washed my face
and I did the same to him. My cock was deep inside my boy. He gritted his
teeth and called out as I moved inside him. My face was covered with his
cleaning as his was with mine. We almost shone as I fucked his tender hole.

"Kevin I love you so much." I managed to sputter as he continued to soap my
face.

"Dad I am where I want to be and you feel so good fucking my hole. I could
take you in me for as long as you like."

My cock moved finding the spot that drove Kevin to the delicious orgasm
that he so often had with me. This was no different.

"Dad I'm cumming, oh shit you've made me shoot, cum up me now please I'm
shooting it feels so fucken good give it to me hard. Yea it's so good
feeling you're cum, it's so hot and I'm so, so, full."

We both shot the juice that each of us enjoyed. My cock twitched and kept
firing a strong load up Kevin as he spermed over my body sloshing into the
bath. I forgot what we were doing and collapsed taking Kevin with me. We
swam in his cum and the dirty water.

To have a hot teen sitting on my cock and his cum floating around me was
such a turn on. I pulled Kevin to me and tongued his mouth. We kissed for a
long time, my cock kept hard in his bum. I felt Kevin squeeze my prick with
his tight anal muscles. He tried to work more up him and make me root his
passage again. I did. Kevin was so hot I loved his butt. He loved my cock
up it and worked me up by bouncing up and down making me fuck him. I
grabbed my boy's waist and made him take me again. My thrusts were greeted
by his cries.  "Dad, fuck it into me, I want more, do it to me harder I
want you to cum again. Please do me faster."

My cock was gripped by my boy's tight arse muscle. He kept working and
fucking as I started to shoot again. Kevin's face contorted as he unloaded
for a second time in tune with my spunk that was shooting against his
prostate. Kevin went berserk. His body shook and trembled as my load fired
against his sensitive spot. His spunk spurted out and leapt in the air as
he felt my penis spunk into him. I was so fucking deep inside, smashing
juice against his small pleasure spot. We both yelled as the intense
orgasms left our bodies. Kevin fell on me and bit my lips as he tried to
force his tongue into my mouth. I grabbed his body and scratched his back
as I emptied the last spasm into him. Kevin's tongue fucked my mouth as his
arse felt my juice slobber his young gland. I fucked against it some more,
Kevin responded, clenching his butt cheeks, pulling me harder. I stopped
moving, pulling his body tight against mine. We stopped the tongue wash;
Kevin lifted his face and opened his eyes, fixing them on mine.

"Dad that was so awesome. I have never felt so good. I'm so fucked, it was
way cool. I don't want it to end. I am so full and shit it's so good
here. You are the best, always."

"Kevin you have me for all time. I always want to be inside you making you
happy. I love you so much. You know that. We're swimming in a bath of sperm
and dirty water. Come here and kiss me I want to taste your mouth and love
you some more." I encouraged my boy.

Kevin needed no more urging. He threw his face over mine and we kissed. His
tongue played with mine as we both enjoyed the aftermath of wonderful
sex. We lay together in the lukewarm bath, cuddling, saying nothing.

Finally I shook Kevin and managed to leave his body. My cock was soft and
droopy. His bum was leaking, his face glowing.

"Dad, fuck, don't stop, do me again if you want, I love you."

"Yea I know that Kevin, but we've got to go and do something about getting
out of this place and get some clothes and hide from the guys who want you
to fuck with them. Let me wash your face some more and then we have to go."

I washed Kevin and made sure that he was again the Adonis that I knew. His
face shone and his smile was broader than usual. I playfully smacked his
beautiful butt and told him to move so that I could get out of the bath.

We used the flimsy towels to dry each other. Kevin's smile and rosy cheeks
were a constant reminder of the wonderful sex we had enjoyed. Kevin said
nothing he just smiled and seemed so happy. After we dressed in the rags he
looked at me:

"Dad I love you so much you have made me feel so good. I want to make you
good too."

"You have Kevin in so many ways. I love you to so much that it hurts!"

We left the bathroom and started to head for our unit. Something was
wrong. People and bright lights surrounded the unit. I saw the black guy
pushing the door. We were sprung again.

"Kevin let's get to the street and catch a cab. They know we are here."

Kevin understood and we ran looking for a cab. One pulled up and we pushed
over the back seat.

"Take us to the shopping mall please." I said.

The cabby drove off. I looked back, realising we were safe for now.


To be continued...