Date: Sat, 8 Dec 2001 00:34:07 EST
From: DAG1064@aol.com
Subject: "Samurai Inc. 11" m/b, m/t, oral, anal

Samurai Inc. 11
By David (DAG1064@aol.com)

Author's notes: John and Carlos are two very real boys.  Their pictures
have appeared on the Usenet newsgroups a little over three years ago, and
attracted a huge following in certain circles of individuals who have
greatly admired them.  I do not know them, I do not know where they live,
and I do not know what their sexual preference is.  All of the other
characters in this story are the property of myself and Mr. Sid Gittler of
the famous "Arkansas Vacation" series, who is a marvelous writer.  Enjoy
the show!  [ ] indicate thought speak

Recap of last episode:

      Shiro had located the two boys in Rio de Janeiro through the
internet, and gotten invited to the Kitten Club, an exclusive club for
certain individuals who are attracted to the young male form.  Going down
there with the team trailing he met his contact that led him to where the
two boys were living.  When we left them, they were pleading with Shiro to
get them out of the hell they were in.


Samurai Inc.
"Night Flight"

Logan


      Shiro quickly related all that he had seen and heard since he had
gotten there through the telepathic link Neil established.  He replayed the
conversation between himself and the two boys.
      [If we are to get the hell out with them, it's got to be tomorrow
night, Dad] Shiro said.  [Carlos said he heard Evans say they were flying
out the day after]
      [Then let's get busy.  I've got all the items we will need.  The four
of us will plant everything around the villa tonight in the late hours now
that Sammo and Neil have come up with a workable plan] I said.
      [Be careful Dad] Shiro said.
      [I will.  I'll plant your ninja-to inside a bush under your bungalow
window along with your black suit, and two more for the boys] I said.
      [Okay Dad.  Good luck] Shiro said.
      I felt Shiro break the link and I turned to the three that were
looking at me.
      "You guys have your missions.  Be careful and try not to attract
attention.  We gotta pull this off right," I said.
      Three heads nodded back at me.  They knew what was at stake.  The
freedoms of two boys were depending on us, and my eldest adopted son's
life.  We separated and went in our assigned directions.  Neil kept us
linked up so he could warn us, and so we could "talk" to each other if
necessary.  It took us nearly all night to plant weapons, mine the bridge
to the main house, plant explosives around the guard shacks and onto
security jeeps.  We left nothing to chance.  Neil had come up with the best
assault plan I'd ever seen.  It was also KISS (keep it simple, stupid).  He
certainly paid attention during his training period back at the mountain
and I was glad.  I dragged myself back into the underground shelter that
the boys had discovered a half-mile from the house.  It looked like it
hadn't been used in years, which told me the security patrols stayed very
close to the house.  Doom on them, the dumb fucks.
      This was going to be easy, but I knew that anything that looked easy
to pull off usually had a way of going wrong at the last second.  There was
no way anything would go wrong if we stayed alert and on our toes for any
kind of fuck up.  The escape vehicles were ready to go.  Danny had
"borrowed" a cheesy knock off of a Ford SUV. I quietly crossed my fingers
and hoped for the best.  We burrowed into our hidey-hole just as the sun
was coming up.  Time for some shuteye.


Shiro


      I woke up the next morning with two very happy and satisfied boys
next to me.  I couldn't believe how nice and tight Carlos was.  I hadn't
gotten off like that in ages.  They slowly woke up with big smiles on their
faces.  I was about to say something to them but they motioned me to keep
silent.  They left the bedroom and returned within the hour with breakfast.
They crawled back into bed and fed me the breakfast.  Apparently they
wanted to keep up the charade as long as needed until we made our move.
Once breakfast was over, they led me out of the room and down to the beach.
They settled me down into a lounger and then dashed back into the house.
      "Good day Onashi-san," a voice behind me said.
      I turned to see Evans in a broad Panama hat and a white three-piece
suit.  God, he reminded me of those "Fantasy Island" reruns.
      "Good day Evans-san," I nodded, playing the retired gentleman part
perfectly.
      John and Carlos had inspected my face carefully to make sure nothing
was out of place.  Evans was still buying my act, and would, right up to
the moment I would end his life.
      "I take it the boys pleased you well last night?" he asked.
      John and Carlos came running up to me at that moment, wearing see
through thongs.  I smiled and patted both rumps as I wiggled my eyebrows.
Evans threw back his head and laughed heartily.
      "I would like to have them until we part tomorrow morning, if
possible.  Such wonderful and delightful young bodies must simply be
enjoyed to the fullest," I said.
      Evans bowed.  "Of course.  I shall leave them in you hands,
Onashi-san."  As he walked away, I couldn't help but make a face at his
retreating back.  Sighing, I turned back to them.
      "No ears out here.  Go ahead and entertain me anyway you choose.  We
must make him think nothing is wrong," I said.
      They nodded at me, and set about making me comfortable on the beach,
making sure I had plenty to drink and enough shade.  I watched them frolic
through the ocean waves, fighting the urge to jump up and join them.
Around mid morning, they spread out a huge blanket and gave me a nice
floorshow.  John stood behind Carlos and very sensuously, peeled Carlos's
see through thong off the dark skinned boy in a very sexual manner.  I got
hard instantly.  After he got the thong off Carlos, he gently stroked his
lover's cock making him hard and erect.  I moaned in anticipation.
      Carlos leaned his head back and moaned low and passionately.  He was
enjoying it as well.  John leaned forward and took Carlos's cock into his
mouth and began sucking on it.  Carlos's eyes were closed and he clearly
was enjoying the blowjob.  I was too, my cock trapped inside my pants and I
couldn't do a damn thing about it.  All I could do was restrain myself and
hope I could make it without blowing my cover.  Carlos shivered at that
moment and sighed loudly.  I could see a little of the boy's cum leaking
out of the side of John's mouth.  Carlos pushed John onto his back and
didn't waste any time pulling the other boy's thong off him and then diving
onto his hard erect cock.  John arched his back and moaned loudly as Carlos
sucked him off, the boy's dark fingers entering his lover's asshole.  John
thrashed about as the sexual feelings took him on a real high.  John came
moments later, and it was Carlos's turn to lick the cum off his lips.
      "Tasty and sweet, like always lover," he said with a smile.
      John just nodded and sighed.  They rested for a bit as I sipped
another soda.  John sat up and turned Carlos onto his front.  John climbed
onto Carlos's back and slowly penetrated Carlos and slow fucked him.  From
the expression on Carlos's face, it was clear he was enjoying having John
inside of him.  John gasped a moment later and smiled.  He lay on top of
Carlos for a moment, and then climbed off.  They kissed sedately for a few
minutes before John rolled on his back and presented himself to receive
Carlos.  I watched as Carlos slowly sank his dark cock into the white ass.
The sight was so erotic I nearly came in my pants.  I watched Carlos fuck
John hard and rough.  Both boys were enjoying it very much.  Carlos threw
back his head and muttered something in Spanish.  I knew he had cum inside
John.  He pulled out and they curled up together.
      I sat there awhile longer and watched the two naked boys sleeping
together.  They truly do deserve to find happiness together, and I hoped
the escape would go off perfectly.  It had to, they were depending on us
now, and I vowed we wouldn't fail.  It was that simple.


Logan

      It was just after dark when we woke up.  I sat up and crawled out of
the shelter and watered a bush nearby, and then checked the car to make
sure it hadn't been disturbed.  It hadn't, and that was a good sign.  I
checked over the gear inside the car.  I had left some of the guns and
grenades inside the car just in case we lost some of our gear.  Always be
prepared for the unknown, and I had covered for everything.  Hopefully
Ronnie had found a plane for us.  I went back into the shelter and noticed
everyone was awake by now, and going over their equipment, breaking it down
and reassembling the guns, checking the bullets as they went into
magazines, Danny checking the flash bangs, Neil relaxing and doing a quick
survey of the defenses, Sammo sharpening his Field Fighter's knife with a
deranged look on his face, and Danny smiling.  Those guys were ready to go.
I checked my watch.
      "Not yet.  Plenty of time," I whispered.
      "Okay boss," Danny nodded.
      "I just checked out the car and it hasn't been disturbed at all.
Everything is still inside it," I said.
      "Good.  I'd say we are ready to rock then," Danny nodded.
      Looking towards Sammo and Neil, they nodded as well, indicating they
were ready as well.  I checked my watch again, almost eight.  It was dark
out already and I hoped we'd be able to pull this off with no problems.
The other guys wandered out and watered different bushes and then came back
inside the shelter.  It was going to be a waiting game now.  Neil had other
ideas about what to do while waiting for the time to go.  He unzipped my
pants and reached in for my cock, pulling it out.  He started licking the
head of my cock, making me shiver.  I pushed him off for a moment and
dropped my pants and then stretched out on the blankets.  Neil didn't
hesitate he dropped right back down on my cock and started sucking it
again.
      "Horny little spunk bunny, ain't he?" Danny laughed.
      I nodded, feeling real good.  Sammo got behind Neil and got his pants
off.  Sammo started licking Neil's asshole.  Neil loved it.  I could feel
the vibrations of his voice against my cock.  Sammo was working his tongue
down Neil's ass while Danny was sucking on the boy's cock.  I was getting
very close.
      "Neil, I gotta cum.  You want it in your mouth or your ass?" I asked.
      Neil slapped his ass, and Sammo jumped out of the way quickly.  I
didn't hesitate.  I shoved my cock right into that young willing ass.  Such
a nice tight fit too!  It didn't take more than a dozen thrusts to make me
cum in that nice hot ass.  It felt so good to do it.  I sighed, feeling
good now.
      "My turn!" Sammo said, so I moved over and let Sammo in.
      The teenager quickly loaded his cock inside Neil's fleshy canal and
started fucking him.  Neil's eyes were closed and he had a huge grin on his
face.  Neil likes to fuck, but he likes to be fucked even better.  He says
it's so much fun to feel a hard cock sliding in and out of his ass.  I have
to agree with him on that one.  Both of them panted like dogs in heat.
Sammo closed his eyes and let his head go back as he gripped Neil's hips a
little harder and made several quick hard thrusts inside the smaller boy's
ass.  He moaned loudly at the same time.
      "Oh that was good," Sammo sighed as he slipped out of Neil.  Neil
grinned as well.  "Sure felt good.  Haven't had a hard fuck in a while."
Both boys pulled up their pants and zipped up again before curling up
together on some blankets, Neil spooned inside Sammo.  They dozed off while
I set my watch for one am.  A little nap wouldn't hurt.

Shiro

      We had dinner in the main dining room.  The food was delicious and
the wine perfect.  Evans rattled away about all kinds of things.  I really
wasn't paying attention, going over the escape plan in my head.  I had to
admit that Neil came up with a good one.  I couldn't find any flaws in it
myself.  I just hoped it was good enough for us to get out.  Once dinner
was done, I stood and stretched.
      "How about a stroll before turning in?" Carlos asked.
      "A nice idea.  I usually do that at home before turning in.  Hope you
don't mind?" I asked Evans.
      "Of course not.  The boys know where the restricted areas are," Evans
waved his hand in dismissal.
      Oh arrogant bastard!  It made me happy to think that I was going to
get the guys out of here.  I smiled and bowed, the boys leading me away
from the table, one on each arm.  They had been doing great up to now.  I
hoped they wouldn't screw anything up.  They led me around the house and I
spotted my sword and black suit in the bushes under the window.  Good.  At
least they were there.  We continued to walk, passing the screened in
porch.  Some of the security men were there, passing beers and cigars
around.  I hoped they would get good and roaring drunk.  That would make
our jobs that much easier.  Finally we completed the walk around the house,
stopping in the game room.  I played both boys a game of billiards.  John
turned out to be a real shark, knowing just how to play the table.  I
didn't stand a chance.  Evans laughed at my expression.
      "He is good when it comes to playing the table.  I've won many a bet
on him," the man said, rubbing and squeezing John's ass through his jeans.
The expression on John's face told me he didn't appreciate the touches.
There was no doubt in my mind that Evans was that slimy.  I carefully slid
the tiny spy camera out of my jacket pocket and got a good profile picture
of Evans.  Putting my hand on Carlos's shoulder, I managed to get a good
front head picture.  Evans never suspected a thing.  Now I had pictures to
show the Jorgensons back in Peckertown.  If anyone knew who this guy was it
would be Benjy.
      I looked up at the clock on the wall.  It was fifteen to ten, and I
wanted a bit of sleep before starting the action.
      "Would you gentlemen care to accompany me in my bed tonight?" I
asked.  John took my left arm while Carlos took my right.
      "Of course sir!" both boys said in unison.
      "Good night Onashi-san," Evans bowed.
      I returned the bow.  "Good night Evans-san."
      The two guys led me to the bedroom and locked the door behind me.  We
started exchanging notes while carrying on a conversation.  I filled them
in on the plan.  John nodded his approval while Carlos gave me a double
thumbs up.  I went to the window to retrieve my stuff.  No such luck.  The
window was locked, and there was a security alarm trigger on the window
frame.  Move the window, and the alarm would go off.  Damn!  John and
Carlos nodded.  They quickly shed their clothes leaving their thong briefs
on and went out the door.  I wondered what was up now.  They came back
nearly an hour later, pushing a small server's cart with some food on it.
One of the security guards was behind them.
      "Ah, you brought the dessert and some champagne," I said.
      "Just wanted to make sure they were supposed to bring this sir," the
guard said.
      "Yes they were.  I asked them to," I said.  The man nodded and closed
the door.  Both of them closed their eyes and sighed.
      "Too fucking close," John exhaled.
      "No shit," Carlos swore.  They reached under the cart and handed me
my Ninja-to and the bundle of black suits.  I inspected my sword and it was
okay.  I checked the black suits next.  Two of them were the right size for
John and Carlos, and mine was ready to go with all the special goodies that
I packed it with.  I glanced at the clock.  It was now slightly after
eleven.  We needed a bit of sleep if we were going to pull this off.  I
swished a bit of the champagne around in a glass while John and Carlos
sliced up the cake a bit.  We'd each have a bit of it for the sugar energy
we'd need before going out the door.  I set my watch for one o' clock.  The
escape would start at two.  We got into bed and snuggled down close.
      "I hope there won't be any problems," John whispered.
      "Same here," Carlos nodded agreement.
      "Then keep your fingers crossed," I said.  "We're gonna need all the
luck we can get to pull this off."


Logan

      My watch pinged right at one.  I sat up and looked around.  I woke up
the others and final checks got started.  We checked each other to make
sure all the assigned gear was in place, the black face cream was properly
applied, and the camo wear wasn't smudged.  It was time to move out.  I
felt that burst of adrenaline rush through me.  It had been ages since I
had run this kind of op and the feeling of excitement was back.  God, I
really missed this kind of action.  I looked into Danny's eyes and saw the
bright eagerness shining there.  I knew right then he was feeling the same
things as me.  Looking at Sammo and Neil, they both had grins on their
faces.  They were just as eager as I was to get going.
      "You know the plan.  You know the rules.  Let's play," I said.  I got
three thumbs up in return.  They followed me out of the shelter and moved
off towards the house.  Neil connected up with each of us before we split
up toward our assigned areas.
      [Everyone hear me?] Neil asked.
      [Check] I replied.
      [Check] Sammo replied.
      [Check] Danny nodded.  After we confirmed that we could "hear" each
other, we split up and went our ways.  There was no backing out now.  We
were committed.  I moved west, staying in cover.  The first guy I
approached was snoring away in his chair.  Too easy.  Unfortunately he was
not happy when he found himself being tied up by me.  I smiled as I lightly
tapped his cheek.  His eyes communicated great fury.  I tapped him with the
blackjack I carried and he went back to sleep.
      [One down] I reported.
      [Just nailed two.  Bozos were playing poker.  One of them had a full
house, 9's full of 6's] Sammo said.  I sighed.  [Keep your mind on the
job].
      [Got one on the east side.  These guys are too damn lazy] Neil said.
      [I'm sure Evans will love them in the morning] Danny said.
      [If he doesn't shoot them first] Sammo giggled.  These guys weren't
paying attention.  We were definitely going to win this one.  I love it
when a plan comes together.  I hoped Shiro was okay.


Shiro

      My watch pinged right at one.  We got out of bed and dressed in the
black suits and Carlos worked on John's face while I set up the Onashi
laptop as a bomb.  There was enough C-4 in it to level this side of the
house.  When I turned around, John was working on Carlos now, putting the
black cream on his face.  I wiped the entire Onashi disguise off my face.
Both of them teamed up and got my face covered with the black cream.  Now
we were ready to go.  I felt Neil connect with me.
      [Can you hear me?] He asked.
      [Loud and clear.  You guys okay?] I asked.
      [So far so good], Dad said.
      [We are moving now] I said John opened the door and I peeked into the
hallway.  It was quiet.  I closed my eyes and took a couple of breaths and
in seconds was in Getsumi no Michi.  I became aware of people inside the
house.  They were relaxed, very unaware that the attack was happening right
now.  I led the guys down the hall and encountered the first guard at a
door.  He went down quick after a chop in his nerve clusters at the base of
his neck.  John opened the door to reveal the office.  Carlos followed him
in and both of them opened a big cabinet revealing a safe.  John went over
to the large mahogany desk and lifted the blotter taking out a piece of
paper.  "I always see him check the combination on this paper when he
throws our earnings into the safe," John said.  Carlos went to another
cabinet and pulled out two big backpacks.  John got the safe open and both
of them filled the backpacks with money.  My eyes got big at the sight of
the different currency being tossed into the bags.
      "Just taking what is ours," John whispered.  Carlos emptied the
briefcase I'd given Evans and put that into the bag.  "There's your money
back."  They closed the safe and got the packs on.  I led them back to the
door and into the hallway.  Checking the watch, it was now close to two in
the morning.  Time to get out.  We moved towards the glass sliding door in
the dining room when all hell broke loose.  I heard gunfire from outside.
      [Oh shit, there goes the op] I heard Danny say.  I mentally groaned.
So much for getting out quietly.  The three of us ran through the house to
the dining area.  There were a few guards in there getting weapons ready.
I took them on and knocked them out within seconds, moving as fast as I
could using fists and feet.  I waved the guys towards the glass sliding
door and outside.
      [Keep going!] I heard Dad say.
      [Going to the meeting point] I said.  John and Carlos followed me
away from the house into the dark shadows.  I heard voices yelling and men
running past me.  Then I heard Evans.
      "Find Onashi and the boys!" he yelled.


Logan

      I heard Evans yelling.  I knew the shit had hit the fan when Danny
took on another guy.  Unfortunately the guy Danny wrestled had a much
firmer grip on his gun and managed to get a few shots off.  The surprise
attack was over.
      [Keep going!] I said.  I got acknowledgements from everybody and I
reached for my radio controlled detonator and set off a few explosions
creating total panic among Evans's security.  I took on two guys and beat
them.  Moving north like I was supposed to I saw four men crouched by a
jeep with AK-47's in their hands.  Another guy was in the bed of the Jeep,
manning a machine gun.  I hit the button on the detonator and blew the
Jeep.  The five men got scattered everywhere.  I was taking fire, so I
returned it.  I saw lights coming on around the perimeter and realized they
were pointed at the house from the fence line.  Not bad.  First decent
thing they did.  But these guys were under trained, so they were screwing
up left and right.
      [West side nearly secure.  I took out six guys already.] Sammo
replied.
      [Good.  Neil, you okay?] I asked him.  I heard some really loud
screaming and saw at least eight men running from the east side of the
house.  They were yelling in Spanish, so I had no idea what they were
saying.  I found out a moment later when I saw Neil's deranged wolf
illusion walking around the corner.  There were three of them this time,
and they were scarier and grosser looking than last time.  The other
security men saw it and started running as well.
      [Neil, you gotta get a patent on that illusion of yours] I said.  I
spotted Evans on the porch looking at the deranged wolves.  It looked like
he wet his pants.  Nice to know even the biggest baddest nasty can wet his
pants at the sight of that.  He turned and ran back through the front door.
      [Shiro, where are you?] I asked
      [Dining room, why?] He replied.
      [Evans might be headed your way] I said.
      [Good] Shiro answered calmly.  I kept on moving towards the north
side of the house to meet Shiro at the dining room area.  I wanted to beat
Evans there before he ran into Shiro and the boys.  I hoped I wasn't too
late.


Shiro


      I heard the footsteps behind me before we left the dining room.
      "There you are.  Taking my boys, Onashi?  I can't allow you to do
that," Evans said from behind me.  I turned to face him.  "They are not
yours to keep."
      "You think I will allow you to leave with them?  I don't think so,"
Evans laughed.  I stared into his eyes.  "Prepare to die."  Evans nodded.
He put his handgun down on the table and opened the glass case next to him,
drawing a katana out from it.  He took a two handed grip on it.
      "Come, amuse me little man," he challenged.  I drew my Ninja-to from
its scabbard on my back.  John and Carlos moved out the door as I backed up
to the dining room table.  Evans attacked as soon as my back touched it.  I
blocked his attack and rolled up and onto the table.  Evans used a chair to
jump on the table.  His attack was a good one, but not good enough.  I
blocked and parried each one of his attacks.  I pressed an attack of my
own, driving him back.  I did a back flip off the table and waited for him.
      "You are good, Onashi.  But not good enough.  I am the master of the
katana.  You will not win," he snarled.  Jumping down, he attacked again.
I kept calm and concentrated on his movements like I had been taught.  To
show any emotions would affect my fighting ability.  I didn't need that.
Evans did have some skill, but against a ninja like me he wouldn't succeed.
I would give him a chance.  It was the honorable thing to do.  I backed out
of the house Evans pressing the attack.  Now I had the advantage, even
though those lights were shining in my face.  Evans made sure to keep his
back to them.  My advantage was Getsumi no Michi.  I could sense his
movements knew where he was.  I knew how he was going to move.  The energy
he gave off telegraphed his every move to me.
      "Give it up!" he yelled, getting frustrated.
      "No," I said very calmly.  He roared in fury and pressed his attack.
I kept blocking his every move easily.  This guy was no expert.  Hell I
wasn't even breaking a sweat over him.  He was starting to make mistakes.
I started to go offensive.
      "You are amusing me now, little man.  You cannot win," my voice
sounded from everywhere.  Fear crossed his face.  He knew he was going to
lose.  He doubled his efforts.
      "No matter," he hissed, "I will hunt you down and destroy you.  I
will plant your carcass underneath my garden and I will piss on you every
morning.  You are dead."
      "Only a weak man talks like that," my voice sounded again.  He licked
his lips nervously and tried to drive me back into the house.  I did a
forward flip over him and landed behind him, facing away from him.  He
turned and drove his katana down towards my head, but the blade of mine was
right there in seconds to stop his attack.  He screamed in frustration as I
spun around to face him.  Our swords clashed as we fought.  John and Carlos
were in the bushes by the steps, watching the fight.  As long as they
stayed there, they were fine.  I moved down the steps and let him back me
up into the yard.  I sensed the time was right, so I set off the laptop
bomb.  The flash of the explosive lighted up the night sky and everyone
dived for cover.  Evans turned to see what had happened and I back flipped
into the fishpond.  The water came up to my waist.  He turned back to me,
fury in his face.
      "You will die now," he hissed.  He charged into the pond and
attacked.  Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Sammo retrieve John and
Carlos.  They were safe now.  I placed my full attention on the battle at
hand.  Evans was losing self-control because he was unable to beat me.  He
tried two more sword strikes and then paused for the moment.  I stared at
him as I lowered most of my body into the water, bringing the sword under
the water as well.  I turned the blade so that the cutting edge was up for
a cutting stroke.  I had seen this once before, and had learned it from one
of my Grandfather's friends.  It was the wave-slicing stroke, taught by a
famous sword school.  We stared each other down.
      "Ha.  You are under the water.  I can defeat you now!" he snarled.


Logan

      We were doing well.  Neil had most of the security troops on the run
with his wolves.  Danny had taken on a few fighters and done well.  Sammo
for his part had done a marvelous job with his mining job.  That boy really
learned well.  He now had John and Carlos with him and was retreating along
the escape path like planned.  Shiro was doing amazingly well in his fight
with Evans.  Both fighters were in a huge fishpond now.  Shiro was crouched
down with the water barely touching his shoulders.  Evans was laughing his
head off.
      "Dumb son of a bitch," I groaned.  He had made his final mistake and
Shiro was going to nail him good.  Suddenly Evans moved, his sword flashing
downwards at Shiro.  Shiro suddenly appeared off to the man's right side.
I blinked.  I hadn't seen him move.  Evans screamed with rage and I looked
at the man.  His sword was broken, and he was bleeding.  The man turned to
face Shiro, and I saw that the left side of Evan's face had been opened up.
Evans was gone.  The rage and fury on his face was clear.  He took the
sword in both of his hands and started driving the broken blade down at
Shiro's back.  Shiro turned to see Evans attacking and started an attack of
his own when a loud whistling sound was heard.  I didn't hesitate and dived
into the dirt.  I heard the explosion and looked up to see the fishpond
area going up in flame and smoke.  I felt my chest tighten.  Shiro.  He
didn't escape in time.  Something dropped in front of me and it was covered
in black.  I looked at it as I attacked it.
      "Dad!  It's me!" Shiro yelled.  I closed my eyes and gave thanks.  I
quickly followed Shiro as we retreated.  I looked back to see if Evans had
survived the explosion.  If he didn't, oh well.  If he did, we'd see him
again for sure.
      We ran out of the compound over the bridge.  I tossed the remote to
Shiro and told him to go for it.  Shiro grinned and blew it just as a truck
with gunmen inside crossed the bridge.  Oh well, no big loss.  We kept
running to the car Danny had stashed.  He had the engine started and as
soon as the passenger door slammed shut, we were off.  Danny let out a
Southern rebel yell and mashed the gas pedal to the floor.  The car really
moved fast.  Shiro tossed a few grenades out of the window as we literally
flew down the road, we were going that fast.  I heard secondary explosions
behind us, apparently they must have had cars parked on this side of the
bridge for such an occasion.  Not any more.  I settled back into my seat
and looked at Shiro.
      "Good to see you son," I said.  Shiro smiled.  "Nice to be back,
Dad."  I felt good again.  Ever since this thing started, I had been afraid
for Shiro's safety.  Now that he was here with us, I could breathe easy
again.  However, we weren't quite out of the fire just yet.  We had to get
out of here.  Fast.
      Danny drove like hell for the next hour, checking and double-checking
the mirrors.  He finally slowed down and pulled off to the side.  Hopping
out, he ran to a bush and watered it.  As we got out and stretched and took
our turns, Danny checked the map he had with him.
      "We're on the right road to Ronnie's," he reported as we climbed back
into the car and took off
      "Ronnie's?" Shiro asked.
      "Yeah.  A boy I met that runs his dead father's junkyard," Danny
said.  John and Carlos opened the bags they had with them and put some cash
into a smaller bag and handed it up front.
      "That's for Ronnie for helping us," Carlos said.
      "You sure?" Shiro asked.
      "Yes, very sure," John said.  I looked at the two big duffels they
had.  "What's in there?"
      "Money, lots of it, including from Shiro's briefcase," Carlos
answered.  I had to laugh.  Evans would not be happy with that.
      "We took what was owed us," Carlos stated.  I grinned.  "This is
justice indeed."  Danny kept the speed down and constantly checked the
mirrors for trouble.  Arriving at the junkyard, I saw a boy running towards
us from the gate.  Men in suits were chasing him.  I jumped out and laid
down some cover fire while the boy ran to the car.  Shiro came out the
sunroof and kept them pinned down with his AK-47 as we took off.
      "What the hell did they want, Ronnie?  Are you okay?" Danny asked.
      "They wanted something my father supposedly had.  I didn't know about
it and they were going to beat me up.  I managed to get away from them and
you arrived in the nick of time.  Thank you," Ronnie said.  The boy was
sitting on my lap because there wasn't much room in the car now.  The back
seat was cramped with three boys and two in the far back of the SUV so
Ronnie wouldn't fit.
      "Time to dump this," Danny declared.  He pulled off the road just
before we entered a village and into the trees and thick brush.  Danny took
off while we completed the task of covering the car.  Danny was right about
that.  Those men back there would be looking for this car, and so would
Evans, if he was still alive.  Danny came back moments later with a
slightly dinged van.  We got in and he drove off.  I didn't want to know
how and where he got it.  I was just glad he didn't get hurt.  Danny drove
through the village at a normal speed and once he was out of the village,
turned to Ronnie.
      "Okay, what now?" he asked.
      "There's an airport about an hour away from here.  There's a small
yard next to it with junked planes.  A friend of mine will have one marked
for you," the boy said.
      "Good.  This bag is for you.  David here will give you the phone
number and the address of his friend in the big city.  Go there and be
happy the rest of your days," Danny suggested as he handed the bag of money
to Ronnie.  Ronnie grinned.  "Deal."


      We found the airport and the plane an hour later.  As Danny started
inspecting it and Shiro transferred bags of gear with the help of the
others, I made a phone call to Raphael, hoping he'd be home.
      "Hello?" his deep voice came over the line.
      "Allah bless you my son, and your lovely boy too," I said.  A roar of
laughter came back at me.  "Davie!  You're okay!"
      "Yup.  Mission accomplished we're leaving now.  Listen, I got a young
man here who needs a loving home.  Can you do it?" I asked.
      "Is he cute?" Raphael asked.  I wiggled my eyebrows at Ronnie.
"Very."
      "Ah, perfect.  He'd make a great companion for Salim.  Hopefully
he'll be able to satisfy my boy," Raphael laughed.
      "I'm not gonna ask or go there, because it's true.  He's on his way.
Love and kisses to you and your family," I said.
      "May Allah bless you," Raphael said and then hung up.  I turned to
Ronnie with a map and an address in my hands.  "This is where you need to
go.  You have been a big help.  My friend has an eight-year-old son who is
very gay and loves to be bedded by an older boy.  You got hired."  Ronnie
laughed.  "Oh I'll try my best!"  He wrapped his arms around my neck and
kissed me.  Then he walked over to Danny and hopped up into his arms and
they frenched each other for a few minutes.  Then Ronnie got back on his
feet, waved goodbye, and was gone.  Danny stood there for a long time.  I
slapped him on the back and he nodded.
      "Ready to go," he reported.  We lifted off into the midmorning sun.
Once Danny got out over the ocean, he flew the plane about a mile above the
water to avoid radar.  The boys had gone through the buildings and located
blankets, sheets, three mattresses, food, bottled water, and a stereo.  The
plane was an old one I'd say about thirty years old.  Hey, it flew, and
that's all it mattered.  Danny estimated at least six to eight fuel stops
and two days max before we crossed over into Texas.  I hadn't thought about
home in years.  I debated about going back, but decided not to.  No sense
in opening up that can again.  Turning around, I saw clothes tossed
everywhere and saw the boys on the mattresses, sound asleep.  That looked
like a good idea to me too.
      "Wake me up when you're ready for a break," I said.  Danny nodded,
and I went back to where the boys were.  I stripped down and got under the
covers next to a warm boy body, and dozed off.  I had one hell of a dream.
I dreamed that I was making out with John and Carlos.  It seemed so real,
too.  I slowly woke up, becoming aware of someone on top of me.  I opened
my eyes to see Carlos riding my cock.  I groaned out loud to the amusement
of the boys watching.
      "Oh God, this is real and not a dream!" I exclaimed to the laughter
around me.  Carlos muttered something in Spanish and continued to ride my
cock.  It was becoming too much for me.  I gently knocked him off and
rolled him on his back and reentered him.  Carlos shivered and moaned out
in heat.  I started to fuck him.  Shiro wasn't kidding when he said that
Carlos had been tight.  I could see stars as I fucked him.  I could hear
John getting his.
      "Such a nice ass," I heard Sammo cry out.  That was the breaking
point, and I quickly filled up Carlos's ass with my man juice.  Carlos
sighed, feeling me cum inside of him.  Once I pulled out, Neil was right
there to suck on Carlos's hole.  Carlos nearly went crazy, feeling Neil's
tongue pleasure his ass.  Sammo had finally cum in John's ass, and Shiro
was giving John the tongue treatment as well.  I leaned over and gently
cleaned Sammo's special sauce from his cock.  Sammo laid me down and went
into a 69 and started sucking what sauce I had left in my cock.  Once I was
clean and relaxed, I dressed and went forward.
      "Feel better, boss?" Danny grinned at me.
      "Sure do.  Just what I needed," I said, looking out the windshield at
the darkness.
      "I've done two fuel-ups and double checked weather reports and our
direction of travel.  We are still on track for the States," he reported.
      "How much time?" I asked.
      "If we are lucky, we should make landfall in the morning.  We will
need to do one fuel up in about an hour," Danny replied.
      "Good.  Put her on autopilot, and I'll take over.  You need your
beauty sleep," I ordered him.  The grin on his face told me he liked that
idea very much.  We switched places and he went back.  Moments later, I
heard John and Carlos gasp.
      "That's a long one!" Carlos exclaimed.
      "Be fun to play with it," John laughed.  Shiro came up front and
joined me in the cockpit, sitting in the copilot seat.
      "We need to do one more fuel up, and then keep on going.  Danny
thinks we'll see USA in the morning," I said.  A loud groan came from the
back, followed by laughter.  I sighed, as Shiro laughed.
      "I'm sure he'll be well rested in the morning," he grinned.  I had to
laugh at that.  Shiro turned his attention to the map and plotted our
current course.  The fuel stop would be made just before crossing into
Mexico.  We would go out over the ocean after we took off again.  At the
five-mile mark, we'd go below radar.  By then I should have a secure
landing zone for us to hit, provided I could get some help for it.  I
reached over and squeezed Shiro's shoulder.
      "You did a hell of a great job, son.  I'm proud of you," I said.
      "Harder, fuck harder!" I heard Danny cry out.  Shiro had to laugh at
my expression.  "Thanks, Dad.  I'm just glad everything worked out
according to plan."
      "Yes! Yes! Yes!" Carlos screamed out.  I just shook my head.  "Well,
I just love it when a plan comes together."
      "I'm cumming!" Carlos yelled.
      "I hope Peckertown is ready for them," I sighed.


      We landed in an abandoned airfield in south Texas around ten the next
morning.  True to Mark's promise, there was a half dozen armed and ready
retired Seals there.  They nodded to me as I stepped off the plane.
      "Nice," one of them said.  "World War Two vintage.  This was a
support plane."
      "Consider it a donation to the Texas War Museum Pappy," I said,
shaking his hand as he looked at the plane.
      "Done deal," he said.  "Over there is the van you requested, plus
goodies inside.  There will be support for you all the way."
      "Cool.  Don't know if this guy has tracked us down here, but I didn't
want to take chances.  That's why I asked for help," I said.
      The grizzled old man nodded.  "We were glad to help.  Now, let's get
ya on yer way."
      Shiro took first shift at the wheel while Sammo rode shotgun.  I got
into the back with the others.  True to the old man's word, there was gear
waiting for us, plus a map with two routes drawn on it.  We left the hangar
and hit the highway.  Going sixty, we could be in Arkansas by mid morning
tomorrow, Peckertown early afternoon.  We would stop for the night at a
lodge.  There was a reservation for us for a private cabin.  Danny, Neil
and I started a weapons check with the guns we found in the box.  We'd get
them back to the old man later.  At least we now had defensive
capabilities.  Once that was done, the boys yawned and stretched out on the
seats.  Carlos turned to Neil and grinned.  He and John teamed up to pull
Neil's pants down.  Carlos grinned at the sight of Neil's uncircumcised
penis.  Neil blinked, not sure what was going on.
      "Relax, just want to test out a theory about your uncut dick," Carlos
said.  He leaned over and slipped his tongue between the head and the loose
skin of Neil's cock.  Neil shivered and moaned softly as the other boy
began moving his tongue around the head.  Neil's eyes closed and he
shivered again.
      "Hah!  It's true!" Carlos grinned and then dived back onto Neil's
cock.  Carlos gave Neil one hell of a ride before letting him come.  The
glazed look in Neil's eyes told me he was gone for a few hours.  John and
Carlos pulled his pants back up and laid him down on blankets.  They sat
back down and started asking questions about Samurai Inc.  Shiro and I
answered them the best we could.  In the end they were satisfied that we
were okay.
      We stopped a few times throughout the day for gas and bathroom
breaks.  All of us told them about Peckertown, now that we had more time to
talk to them.  They were intrigued about the place.
      "There's lawyers there who can help with immigration issues.  Once
you guys get settled, I suggest you talk to them.  You'll always have
protection there because there is a security firm there that's tied into
Samurai Inc. to help you when needed.  You guys can do whatever you want
there.  Nobody is allowed to push you into anything you don't want to do,"
I said.
      "Cool.  Be some time before we decide on what we want to do," Carlos
said.
      "Good.  With the money in the backpacks you can take your time in
deciding," I said.
      "We will," John replied.  I smiled.  These guys would make it just
fine.  I turned my attention back to the road and to what Sammo was telling
Shiro.  I heard a moan and looked over my shoulder to see Carlos and John
snuggling up to each other.  They were naked already and just pulling a
sheet over them.  Lucky for us the van's windows were darkened by that
privacy film.  Nobody could see in.  Shiro was checking a map when I turned
up front again.
      "We will be at the lodge by five at present speed," he announced.
      "Good.  According to the tour book, it's got a huge swimming pool and
a four star restaurant.  Texas barbeque is the specialty," Danny reported
from the passenger seat.  I grinned.  "Cool.  Haven't had Texas barbeque in
ages."
      "It's coming up on three now.  Two hours we will be there," Sammo
reported.
      "Good.  After I make a phone call, we can expect all hell to break
loose there.  I can almost bet on it," I said.
      "No way am I going to touch that bet," Shiro said.
      "You know me too well," I laughed.
      "I should, considering I'm your number one son," Shiro grinned.
Cheeky bugger.


      "You what?  You are where?" Marc Fogel yelled into my ear.  I held
the cell away from my ear.  "Not so loud, bubba.  They didn't hear you in
California, pal."  He calmed down.  "Okay, repeat that again."
      "We now have in our protection Carlos and John, and we are now at the
Rustic Oak Lodge in Texas.  We are spending the night here, and expect to
be in Peckertown by early afternoon tomorrow.  Can you set up a security
team and a safe house for them?" I asked.
      "Gimme your cell number," Marc snapped, all business now.  I did.
      "I'll call you back," he said and hung up.  I put the phone down and
turned to Danny.  "The ball is now rolling."  He giggled as I turned back
to watch the boys in the indoor pool.  They were acting like the kids they
were.  Days ago they were handling guns and Neil using his powers to rescue
two boys and now here they were splashing around in a swimming pool like a
bunch of crazy kids.  Go figure.  Sure they were a part of Samurai Inc.,
but I wanted them to have a normal childhood as much as possible.  John and
Carlos seemed to be enjoying themselves.  The dinner had filled them up
with countless carbs, having practically wiped out the buffet.  They lost
money on us and I saw the manager stand there in awe as the guys picked it
clean.  Once dinner had settled, I herded them down to the pool to work off
the excess energy.  It was a good idea, considering we had been in the van
nearly all day.  Checking the map, I estimated a six-hour drive the next
day.  We'd leave by eight, be in Peckertown by two, provided there were no
complications.  The cell phone went off at that moment.
      "Hey asshole," Marc said once I answered.
      "What, cocksucker?" I fired back.
      "Ooohh that hurt.  Got your security team assembled.  The usual
players.  Two targets.  The Powersound mall, or Aaron's barn," Marc
informed me.
      "Is that barn like moo moo, or screw me, screw me?" I cracked.
      "I'm gonna get Benjy to spank your butt, you bad boy.  No, it's moo
moo.  Aaron and Haley bought an abandoned farm out on the north side of
town, where the lake is.  Nice spread.  There are no animals there, though.
The man who owned it sold off everything and left.  They've been talking
about getting a couple of horses.  There's been a rumor going around that
they are talking marriage to each other.  When I asked them about it, they
kinda danced around the question.  Be nice, those two are never far from
each other," Marc said.
      "In your opinion, which place is the easiest to defend?" I asked.
      "The farm," Marc said.
      "The farm it is.  I need to call a pow wow between you, our client
Big Sol, Mr. Jorgenson, Benjy, Daniel, and Whitey.  There is some very
serious shit you guys need to know about," I said.
      "Okay.  We'll see you here tomorrow," Marc said.
      "I'll call you before we hit town," I said.
      "Done deal," Marc said and hung up.  The fun was about to start.

      John was my bed partner for the night.  He knew how to please.
Carlos settled down with Danny, while Shiro and Sammo had their own
reunion.  The odd man out was Neil.  He didn't mind, though.  He sat up in
his bed and watched me get it on with John while stroking himself.  I could
tell by the silly smile on his face and the tip of the tongue out the
corner of him mouth that he was enjoying the show.  Horny little spunk
bunny.  I gave John his pleasure first.  He liked it, enjoying the pleasing
sensations run through his body.  His hard on never went down.  I teased
every inch of his body with fingers, hands mouth, and tongue.  I know I
taught him some new things.  I did everything I could to please him, even
rimming his soft fleshy gate.  That drove him crazy.  I don't think
anyone's ever done that to him before.  I could see unbridled desire in his
eyes. He wanted to fuck me.  I rolled on my back and presented myself to
John.  John moved into place and gently pushed his seven inches into me.  I
sighed in pleasure.  It felt good to have a young cock inside of me.  John
closed his eyes and sighed, feeling the pleasure wash over him.  He held
himself inside of me for a few moments, and then slowly began to fuck me.
I could feel his cock moving inside of me and it felt good.  I closed my
eyes and concentrated on feeling the young cock moving inside of me.  The
last young cock that had been inside of me was Salim's, and that boy was
extremely endowed.  Ten inches for an eight year old was impressive.  I
hoped he'd give Ronnie a chance to heal in between fucks.  John kept going,
his cock moving in and out at a slow pace.  John was taking the time to
enjoy himself.  He should, the act of fucking is a pleasure all it's own,
and it should be enjoyed.  He leaned forward and frenched me our lips and
tongues wrestling each other.  He straightened up and began fucking me
harder and faster.  He wanted to cum now.  I squeezed his cock with my anal
muscles each time he pushed into me.  I could hear him gasp and moan
excitedly.  He went faster and harder until his cock suddenly swelled a bit
and he fired his load into my ass.
      "Oh man!" he exclaimed, lying on my body.  I stroked his sweaty back
and kissed his face and neck.  Neil came in his hand, moaning loudly.  John
giggled at that.  Carlos had speared Danny and was getting the ride of his
life.  I saw the look on his face and knew he wasn't too far away.
      "I come, I come!" he exclaimed as he shoved himself deep into Danny.
I heard Shiro groan in ecstasy as he came deep inside Sammo.  The big
Hawaiian boy just sighed and hugged Shiro closer to his naked body.  As far
as I was concerned, all was well with the world.  John and I snuggled up on
the bed and went to sleep.  I had another very erotic dream.  This time it
was Neil riding my cock.  I slowly opened my eyes to find out that Neil
really was riding my cock.  Everyone was sitting around watching the sight.
Carlos was in Danny's lap, John was in Sammo's lap, and Shiro was stroking
himself.  I felt my nuts draw up to my body.
      "He's gonna cum!" John said excitedly.
      "So am I," Sammo groaned.
      "Same here," Danny said.  I groaned loudly as I felt my load run
through my cock and into Neil's tight ass.  Neil squeezed his ass muscles
around my cock, trying to make me cum more.  I gave him all that I could
and heaved a sigh once I was done ejaculating.
      "Morning Dad," Neil said, kissing me.  My favorite way to wake up.
Neil got off me and my soft cock popped out of his ass.  He went into the
bathroom and started the shower.  Danny and Sammo had their cums and were
relaxing.  John and Carlos went and joined Neil in the shower.  From the
sounds in there, they were enjoying each other's bodies.
      "God, don't they ever stop?" I groaned.
      "Hey, we are young and our recovery rates are great!" Shiro laughed.
I sighed again.  "Please don't remind me."  They went to the shower while
Danny and I head shredded plans for the day.  The phone call to Marc would
determine the course of action once we got there.  I crossed my fingers and
hoped for the best.
      We were on the road within the hour.  Everyone was a bit subdued,
thinking of what was going to happen once we got to Peckertown.  What kind
of reception would we get?  Could we keep John and Carlos secret for a
while and give them a chance to settle down?  I hoped so.  They needed time
to settle down and enjoy their new freedom before going public.  I had no
doubts they would really put Peckertown on the map once the word got out.
The six hours went by rather quickly.  Danny, Shiro and Sammo traded off
driving duty, stopping only for gas and potty breaks.  It was nearly two in
the afternoon when I checked my watch.  It was time to make the call.


      "Hello?" Marc answered on the third ring.
      "Put it back in your pants and pay attention, boy!" I said with a
laugh.
      "I take it you're here," Marc replied.
      "Fifteen minutes out," I said.
      "Good.  Here's the plan.  Just before you cross into the city limits,
a Chevy convertible with Wang at the wheel, Zeus riding shotgun, and Billy
Ray Bob playing tailgunner, are gonna pull up to ya.  They are going to
flash you a sign.  It's the index finger, the pinky finger, and the thumb
out.  Whoever is driving is to put his right hand on his left shoulder and
flash back the same sign.  They'll escort you in.  Another car will fall in
behind you, a brown four door Ford.  Kenny is driving, Scott is shotgun,
and Yoshi is tail gunner," Marc informed me.  I hung up.  "It's show time
gents.  Get locked and loaded."  I told Danny what to watch for and how to
respond.  He started checking his mirrors.  A moment later, he sat up
straight.
      "Target at six, going to seven, eight, and nine," Danny said, using
clock code.  "Fuck me, it's a cherry '57 Chevy!"  I looked.  Zeus was in
the shotgun spot, nodding along to the music on the stereo.  He casually
flashed the sign.  Danny responded to it like he'd been instructed.  Zeus
nodded, and reached for the radio, turning up the music as they took the
lead.  I recognized the old '70's band called War.  The song was about low
riders.  Danny giggled.
      "My favorite song back then," he said.
      "Brown four door at six," Shiro reported.  I nodded.  "Good.  That's
the rear crew.  Shiro, I need you to set up the laptop.  We are going to
pow wow with them as soon as we get settled on the farm."
      "Roger that," Shiro said.  He went to work, breaking the laptop free
and getting it ready for setup.  I turned and paid attention to the road
ahead.  We passed through town with no problems.  Arriving at the farm, I
could see a few cars there already, including the sheriff's car.  I got out
first, my MP-5 at the ready.  Marc came out on the porch.
      "All secure," he called out.  I nodded and opened the side door.
John and Carlos stepped out.  As they did, everyone present started to
applaud them, including us.  They blushed for a moment.  Zeus walked up to
them.
      "Yo, welcome to the USA and Peckertown," he said.  Everyone crowded
around and shook their hands.  I turned to the porch.  Aaron and Haley were
standing there, holding hands.  Aaron was grinning.  "Hey, we finally
bought the farm!"  Everyone groaned at the joke.  Danny rolled on the
ground laughing his ass off.
      "Can I borrow the hose for a minute?" I yelled.  We all went inside.
There was a table set up with food on it.  Shiro, Neil, Sammo, Carlos, and
John immediately turned to it.
      "Go for it," Haley said.  All of the boys dived into it, or should I
say onto it and started eating.  Shiro broke away long enough to setup the
laptop for me.  I sipped a soda and sat back, collecting my thoughts for
the briefing.
      "Okay.  This is the situation we found.  There are two men that all
of you need to be aware of.  One is named Anderson, the other Marshall
Evans.  Both are slime.  Anderson is more of an opportunist.  He smells
opportunity to make money he'll wiggle himself into it.  Evans is the real
slime.  He's the one who had John and Carlos under his thumb.  Bastard was
selling off chances to sleep with the boys and profiting from it, one way
or another.  This guy is definite bad news.  I'm giving you guys pictures
of both.  Shiro wondered if they had their fingers into something here, and
that's why we photographed them to show you who they are," I said.  Benjy
nodded.  "I wonder if Captain Morgan knows them or of them."  Shiro
reacted.  "Captain Morgan?"
      "Yeah, why?" Benjy asked.
      "I ran across his name and traced it back to a website.  Captain
Morgan's Leather Emporium.  Sells all kinds of leathers, bondage gear, and
the like."
      "Can I have the web address?" Benjy asked.
      "Sure.  Dad, it's in the laptop in the folder marked search info,"
Shiro stated.
      "I'll look once the printer stops working with the pictures," I said.
      "Good.  I'll have copies made and we'll shake the trees around here,"
Elijah said.  I relaxed.  "Good.  This is your turf, and I'll let you
handle that business.
      "Good enough.  For now, I'll get cracking on these pictures," Marc
said.  With that, the meeting broke up.  Benjy and his boyfriend wandered
over to where John and Carlos were standing.  Daniel joined them a moment
later.  Aaron suggested a swim in the heated covered pool, and they all
walked out back.  Shiro, Sammo, and Neil followed.  I refilled my glass of
soda and sat back.
      "My God, we did it," I said to Danny.
      "We sure did," he agreed.
      "Sky's the limit now," I said.  Danny nodded.  "You know it."  I
turned to Danny.  'Let's go relax."


Meanwhile in England...


      Daniel Radcliff, the star of Harry Potter, relaxed in the living room
of his home with his parents.  He sat down in a chair in front of the fire
with some request to appear on a talk show over there.
      "This sounds like fun.  I'm going to do it, Mum.  I'll on late night
television," he said.
      "Provided we can come and watch," his father said.
      "Oh, that goes without saying.  Of course I want you there!" Daniel
exclaimed to his parents.  His mother smiled at his enthusiasm.  "Better
ring them up, dear."  Daniel stood up and went into the hall where the
phone was.  He made the call and the arrangements were set.  He'd appear at
the studio around nine the next evening.  He was set.  It was one of his
favorite late night programs, and he'd wished for the chance to appear on
it.  Going up to his room, he spotted a Harry Potter sweatshirt that had
the word "Production Crew" on the left side of the chest.  It was still
wrapped up, and he checked the size to make sure it was an Adult large.
He'd give it to the host as a thank you.  He could afford to, there was a
big box full of the shirts Daniel had appropriated once he explained why to
the film company.  They enthusiastically endorsed his idea.  It was a good
way to stay friendly with the media.  He set it aside and went back down.
      "I'm ready for tomorrow," he said.  His Father looked up from the
paper.  "Good.  I suggest getting to bed, you'll be up late tomorrow."
Daniel grinned.  "Okay, Dad.  Goodnight, Mum."
      "Goodnight, Dear," his Mother said.  As Daniel relaxed in bed, he
blessed his good fortune to have great parents.  He yawned and turned over.
Tomorrow would be a busy day.
      Daniel got into the limo that arrived for him at the house the next
evening.  Another limo would pick up his parents from their jobs and bring
them to the studio at the appointed time.  Daniel needed to be there at six
for a short tour, rehearsals for a Harry Potter skit, and then dinner,
followed by a quick discussion of what was going to be asked.  Six came
around, and Daniel never appeared.  By eight o' clock, his parents started
to panic.  By nine, the cops were called and the search was on.  The limo
company that the studio hired was called and they attempted to call the
driver.  When that failed, the police went to the driver's flat and found
him tied up and unconscious.  It was obvious now that Daniel Radcliff had
been kidnapped.  His Mother lost it, and had to be calmed down.  It was
time to call in the top.  Word raced around the British Secret Service, and
then the Queen herself was notified.
      "My word.  We must find that young man," she said.  A man stepped
forward.  "Your Majesty, I represent Warner Brothers Studios. In the past
we hired an organization called Samurai inc. to help us protect some
younger celebrities.  If anyone can find him, they can."
      "Find them, and send the plane after them.  That is an order," she
said.
      "It shall be done," the man nodded.


      Daniel had gotten in the limo not suspecting a thing.  The car pulled
away from the house and he sat back to relax.  He knew with the evening
traffic in London, it would be a while before they got there.  So he
started playing the game station that was in the back, not paying attention
to where they were going.  The next time he looked up, they hadn't gotten
to the city.
      "Hey, what's going on?" he yelled at the driver.  The driver
responded by rolling up the privacy window between him and Daniel, and
electronically locked the doors.  Daniel lunged for the door and tried to
open it, but to no avail.  He was trapped.
      "Let me out!" he yelled in panic.  Something like smoke wafted up
towards the ceiling from under the floor and Daniel waved it away from his
face.  It started affecting him immediately.  His body felt sluggish and
tired.  His started seeing double.  He tried to open the windows, but by
then it was too late.  He slumped down in his seat.  Daniel Radcliff had
been kidnapped.


Peckertown, Arkansas, USA


      My cell phone rang.  It always rings at the worst moment, like right
now.  I was busy entertaining Haley's ass with my cock.  Haley had his eyes
closed and was enjoying the ride. I reached over and picked it up.
      "Yo," I said by way of greeting.
      "Logan, its Mac," the voice on the other end said.  "Daniel Radcliff
has disappeared, and the Queen of England has asked for you.  This is not a
joke.  This is for real."  I forgot about Haley as I sucked in my breath.
"What did you say?"



The End (for now!)

Samurai Inc 12
Daniel Radcliff disappears, and Samurai Inc is called to go to England to
investigate.  The trail leads to Russia and surprises!  Watch for the next
exciting episode!