Date: Mon, 17 Oct 2005 17:53:10 +0200
From: 11joma <11joma@gmail.com>
Subject: The Milk Man part 4 gay male / authoratisation

It was 5 am on the morning of January 1st. Kenneth
couldn't sleep. He hadn't slept much these last few days.
Rick had asked if he could stay and Kenneth agreed. That
night, they talked about lots of stuff and Rick filled him
in about Pete. Pete was a lawyer and he knew exactly what
he did. That's why he bought that policeman who had to
convince Kenneth to give him a blow job. "I knew it!"
Kenneth thought. At midnight, Kenneth and Rick wished each
other a happy New Year and sealed it with a kiss, very
harmless. Then, they watched the fire works above the
city. Rick began to rub Kenneth's private parts through
his pants. It made Kenneth shiver.

"What do you want." Kenneth said with a bit of amusement
in his voice.

"I want you to fuck me," Rick whispered, "I want your dick
all the way up my ass. Fill me up with that juice of
yours. Please do it.?"

Kenneth did't answer, he just let his hand slip in the
back of Rick's pants and underwear, searching his way in
with a finger. Rick relaxed with his ass cheeks, to get
the finger deeper in. "No doubt about it", Kenneth
thought, "He's mine also, and he will do what ever I
want."
Rick undressed himself and bent over to let Kenneth get in
better.  Another of Kenneth's fingers was shoved in. Rick
moaned and began to get louder when Kenneth rimmed the
boy. Meanwhile, as difficult as it was, he undressed
himself too. He felt the boy was hard as a rock, just as
he was. Kenneth collected drops of cum oozing from both
cocks to feed them to Rick. The boy licked what was
offered.  Rick said to Kenneth he would do anything for
him, if he just only fucked him.

Kenneth began to fuck Rick very slowly. He felt so
aroused, his speed increased. Slapping the boy's ass and
hearing him moaning, made Kenneth come. With a scream of
pleasure he filled Rick's ass with his creamy juice. Rick
was stroking himself and moaned as he did it. Kenneth
guessed from the boys' voice he was coming too. With a
plop he took out his softened dick, turned the boy around,
got on his knees and took Rick's cock all the way down his
throat, as deep as he could.

"Oh yes;" the boy cried, as his body shook and shot load
after load into Kenneth's mouth. Kenneth was doing his
best to swallow it all.

Kenneth didn't allow Rick to take a shower, but took him
right to bed. He ordered Rick to lay with his back to him
and filled the boy's ass with two fingers, stimulating his
prostate.  Rick was still horny, because his cock was very
hard again. He wanted to know how far Rick would go. He
collected his own cum in his hand, oozing from the boy's
ass, mixed with Rick's ass juice. Kenneth put his hand in
front of Rick. Rick immediately took Kenneth's hand and
licked it all clean.

"More," he said and Kenneth fed him more, taking also care
of Rick's hard on by giving him a blow job, ending in
another enormous blast from Rick. Five minutes later, Rick
was sleeping like a baby. "Yeah, he's mine indeed",
Kenneth thought.

He was standing by the window, thinking about his plans.
First of all, he had to send Rick out, to inquire about
Glenn. Because Glenn would not only be his slave, but also
be his lover. He felt in love with the boy and knew he was
the one for the rest of his life. In due time, they would
have a sort of ceremony, just like a wedding, because he
and Glenn were made for each other forever.

Rick would also be his slave, but that would be all. He
would pay him as an employee, his own private detective.
If Rick could find where Glenn exactly was, and what the
charges were, Pete could do something. He knew enough
about Rick to force him to help. Not as a slave maybe, but
as a willing object. Kenneth would do whatever was
necessary to get Glenn out of there.

And then slave number three was called in. Doc Aaron would
be hired as Glenn's personal medicine man. And Doc would
also be on Kenneth's payroll.

Tomorrow was going to be the big day. Kenneth would be
rich and could make all his dreams come true. "Tomorrow!
Dam! It will be a happy birthday for me!! It's my
birthday! I'm 21!" For the first time, as long as he could
remember, he was happy. Most of his birthdays had been
awful, alone without anybody coming to celebrate. Even
when he was a child, it hurt. But now that would be over,
He called the shots now.

A little moan from Rick broke brought him back to reality.
He had to find a nice place soon. Not his grandfather's
state, it had too many bad memories. No, something more
suitable for his plans. A home for him and Glenn and a
place for his Master/slave school, because that was his
plan for the future. He would lord over a place where
Masters and slaves could learn how to play their games,
without getting hurt, or hurt somebody else. No place for
people like Bill and his friends.

Kenneth would open his own leather shop with a phone-line
for help. Help for slaves who were hurt and badly abused.
He would provide shelter and help them find a better
Master. With his eyes closed, all those scenes flashed
through his mind. And he would."Blast! Why can't I stop
thinking about Glenn? Oh yeah, Glenn who gave me  a blow
job. Strange.!" He opened his eyes and saw Rick on his
knees before him. The boy had woken up and had Kenneth's
almost hard dick in his mouth. His eyes were begging and
Kenneth only smiled and closed his eyes again to enjoy it.
Kenneth's grunts told Rick he was doing the right thing.
He pleasured Kenneth as he stroked his own cock following
the rhythm of his sucking. Kenneth felt he was coming and
shot his full load down Rick's throat. The boy tried to
swallow as much he could but let he rest drip down
Kenneth's feet. Rick himself finally shot with a loud
moan. His hot load ended up at Kenneth's feet.  Kenneth
felt it. Rick threw himself down and started to lick it
all off from Kenneth's feet, not leaving any drop. Kenneth
enjoyed the feeling and when the boy stopped, he pulled
him up and kissed him.

"Although I am not in love with you, you still are a hot
boy," he said. "I have some work for you!"

"Anything you want!" Rick answered. Kenneth explained hat
he wanted to do about Glenn.

"No problem." Rick said. "I'll take a shower and will be
on my way. Don't worry about money. I have enough. I'll
find your love," He went into the bathroom. Half an hour
later, Rick was ready, gave Kenneth a kiss and said: "I'll
be here tomorrow to go with you to the Attorney's Office.
I can handle Pete and protect you."

"Thank you!" Kenneth said. "You never know what that idiot
is up to."

Rick left and Kenneth got back to work on his plans, doing
nothing else for the rest of the day, just planning and
thinking. That night he had a restless sleep. He was up
early. After a cup of coffee, he dressed and went out
jogging. He was dirty and sweaty when he returned. He
found Rick standing in front of the building. Kenneth
opened the door and they went inside.

"Mmm, I love that smell of yours, may I.?" Rick said.

"Rick, stop," Kenneth replied.  "Don't you think of
anything else?"

Shyly looking, the boy smiled with a twinkle in his eyes,

"When I see you, my body yearns for you. I can't help it."

"Did you find anything about Glenn?"

"Yes I did. He is still in the hospital wing of the county
jail, and you'll never guess!"

"Guess what?"

"Who is making sure he stays there, even if he is ok."

"Who?!"

"Pete!!"

"Pete? Pete, my cousin!?"

"Yeah, your cousin Pete. I guess he is trying to make it
up to you. Glenn is safe for the moment, but you must not
wait too long. If he is transferred, it will be more
difficult to get him out. I think Pete can hold him there
for about another week."

"Ok, that's enough time to do something. Now, I need to
wash up" He went to the bathroom.

"Make me some coffee please." He ordered Rick, who was
following him. A little disappointed, Rick turned and
walked back to the kitchen. "My, oh my! This is
interesting!" Kenneth thought while he showered. The horny
boy Rick entered his mind. Kenneth's meat was growing. For
some reason he was rubbing his own crack and liked it.
Carefully he shoved one finger in and found his prostate.
"Mm... nice feeling." Then two fingers. He felt his ass
getting wet and tasted some of his juice. "Not bad! Not
bad at all!" He was so aroused, fucking himself with his
fingers; he wanted more up his ass. He stepped out the
shower, towelled quick and went to his bedroom. There,
lying with his legs a little up, he called Rick. When the
boy came in, he was surprised.

"You have to take me Rick, I want it, and I'm as horny as
hell."

Rick didn't loose time. He jumped between Kenneth's legs
and started to rim him while he undressed himself. Kenneth
felt a wonderful sensation and pinched his nipples.

"Fuck me Rick! Do it now! I order you to fuck me!!"

Rick took position between Kenneth's legs and pushed his
cock head against Kenneth's virgin ass. Kick pushed very
slowly in. Kenneth grunted and moaned. Rick wasn't sure if
it was from either pain or pleasure.

"Yeah boy! Fuck me! Let me feel you all the way in! I
don't know why, but I want to feel that cock of yours in
my ass."

With closed eyes and a pained face full of pleasure, Rick
fucked him hard and fast. Kenneth's pain disappeared. He
felt the burning of pleasure and excitement inside his
body. He was stroking his own cock, something he hadn't
done for a long time. He could feel Rick was working
himself to a climax and he tried to keep up with him.
As soon as he felt Rick's hot loads shooting up his ass,
he blasted his own load off. A lot of his cum reached his
face, where he tried to lick it off. Rick was not sure,
but cleaned Kenneth's face with his tongue first and then
rimmed his ass again.

"Oh yeah boy!" Kenneth moaned. "Eat me out! Mmm! what a
feeling!"

A few minutes later, Kenneth pushed Rick away. The boy
protested.

"We have to get ready; they will be waiting for us!"

"Let them wait, you're the boss now!"

"I know, but I`m so exited! I want to find out what I have
inherited! We have to get a cab!"

"Don't worry, I have a car outside! I though you needed
one, so I hired a Mercedes. Ok?"

"You're learning quickly! Would you like to work for me?
As private detective ...nd private chauffer?"

"Of course, I'd like that!" Rick said. "I will, as long I
can be near you and maybe get fucked by you once a while,"
the boy smiled.

"Then that's a deal, lets seal it here and now," Kenneth
said and kissed Rick, his tongue as deep as could in the
boys mouth. Before Rick could collect his thoughts again,
he found himself showering again. Kenneth went in and made
Rick wash him. As son as they were ready they went down to
the black Mercedes, parked a few yards away.

"When I get my hands on my money, this is what your first
assignment will be. Go and buy us a new car. You may
choose, as long as it is comfortable. Feel free. Now,
let's get on to my appointment."

"Yes sir, I will."

"Oh, and Rick, when we are alone, just call me Kenneth,
Sir for all other occasions."

"Yes sir, I mean Kenneth."

They drove in silence the rest of the way.  Kenneth was
sitting in the back when Rick stopped the car in front of
the lawyer's office.

"Park the car and I will wait here for you. I want you
with me when we go in."

"Ok Kenneth, I'll be right back!"

  Rick returned and rang the doorbell. When the doorman
opened the door, he said;

"Mr. Anderson is being expected!"

"Come in gentlemen and follow me."

They went through a long corridor, very familiar to
Kenneth.

"Please, wait here." He told them, knocked on a door and went
in.

"Let him in," they heard a voice saying aloud. The door opened
again and they went in. Mr. Harfield-Smith, the attorney, was
walking towards Kenneth.

"Ah, Mr. Anderson, welcome again, now in better conditions, I
believe. Have a seat. Would you like something to drink?"

"No thank you." Kenneth answered with a cool voice. From the
corner of his eye he saw something moving and when he looked he
saw his Cousin Pete sitting against the wall. When their eyes
met, Kenneth gave him and icy look and returned his attention
to the front. "Your time has come!" He thought. He also noticed
that Pete was surprised to see Rick with him.

"Dear Mr. Anderson, a cigar perhaps?"

"I don't smoke, it's a bad habit, but please go on, my time is
expensive now"

"Oh yes, your heritage. First I want you to know, I had nothing
against you, but the rules."

"Yes, yes, I know," Kenneth said annoyed, "go on with the
will."

"The will, yes."

One could see he was nervous now and wanted to get it over and
done quickly.

"I will not read everything again because we have already done
it. just the part of your inheritance. Please hold on. In money
you will become, after taxes, $1.7 billion and."

"How much?" Kenneth almost bolted.  "$1.7 billion?"

"Yes Mr. Anderson, you didn't know about it?"

"No, I didn't!" throwing a dark look to Pete.

"That's not all! In stocks you have another $1 billion. Then of
course 75% ownership of the milk factory. Furthermore, there is
the estate of your grandfather, plus several houses and
buildings here and in other cities. And of course one of the
largest oil fields of the country. But with that money your
grandfather sponsored many foundations and societies. You have
to decide if that is going to continue any further. There is
also the furniture in the estate, antiques, paintings, china
porcelain and many art objects. Your grandfather had a
collection of old cars, about 45 of them are in a special
garage. They are all yours. And last but not least, the
jewellery collection of your mother and grandmother, worth
about $200 million."

"And Pete?" he asked, without turning towards his cousin.

"Your cousin becomes a fund of $10.000 each year, until he is
50."

"That's all?!"

"Yes, that's all! You are the heir! Not him!"

"Ok!" Kenneth thought. "Now I have you 'cousin'!"

"And eh., Mr. Harfield-Smith, I presume you will take care of
everything for me?"

"Yes, yes, of course Mr. Anderson, I will if you like. It will
be an honour for me."

"I like to talk in private with my cousin now! Do have you a
room or an office where we can talk"

"Of course! Mr. Anderson. Right away! Follow me please!" and he
went into the corridor to another room and opened the door

"You can talk here, undisturbed."

"Leave us!" Kenneth said. He already saw that Pete had followed
them. The Attorney went out and shut the door behind him.
Kenneth walked to the window and gazed outside for a minute,
making Pete wait. When he turned around, he saw Pete's face
sweating. "He is scared!" Kenneth thought. "I can smell his
fear!" Kenneth smiled.

"So Pete, we meet again. But now I`m in command."

"Please Kenneth, let me explain.."

"Explain what? Why you hate me? Why you treated me like dirt?
Why you wanted me to starve? What would you like to explain,
"cousin" Pete?"

"Please Kenneth, give me five minutes and then you can do
whatever you want with me! Just give me a chance!"

"Mm."  Kenneth thought. ".and then you can do whatever you want
with me." "Very interesting!" Kenneth thought, amusingly.

"Ok Pete, five minutes." Kenneth's voice had a sound of anger
and impatience.

"I`m in love with you Kenneth!"

"WHAT?"


To be continued.