Date: Mon, 15 Sep 2008 23:29:13 +0000 From: me!!!! ******* <hugsterbear@hotmail.com> Subject: Spike Needs You! As always....if you are too young to read this then leave...but if yoyu are old enough and like sexual material between boys then by all means stay and enjoy......the story will be a little slow in evolving due to the fact that so many of my readers are helping with their ideas and story lines...so be patient....and thanks to you all for reading and please keep writing... sorry I cant add the pic that I sent to my private readers list....and its a good one believe me...Spike is one sexy hunk of a street kid....thanks for reading... Spike.......intro It was a dark rainy night that filled my insides with chills as I walked down the lonely stretch of Kennedy Boulevard which ran through the center of Tampa to the bridge that crosses Tampa Bay to St.Pete. My car had broken down and it was too late to call anyone ....so I decided to walk since it wasn't but about a mile to the mall. I could get a bus from there and get my car tomorrow..... I had my doubts about walking this way but it was well lighted and being Friday night thought I might even see some hustlers out looking for a trick. I was waiting to cross an intersection by the University of Tampa...when a noise caught my attention....sounded like someone was where they shouldn't have been and got caught.....I looked down the alley and saw three larger boys punching and kicking a smaller kid who was crying out in sheer panic and pain.......'Pleeeease don't hurt me.....I won't come back here again.....' The three continued to kick the smaller kid brutally while not letting up and screaming at the kid on the ground..... 'Don't come back here 'Mericon' -- 'albondiga' (queer and faggot) or we kill you next time homie....you get it?' The latin kid was nasty and made the kid sorry he ventured into their territory. 'The next time you come back on our turf faggott you can be more sorry than you can eva believe...got it fagboy?' The three of them yelled vulgarities and spit on the poor kid as he cried , curled up in a fetal position not moving, obviously hurt too bad to move. 'Hey dip shits...leave him the fuck alone....' A strong voice yelled out and slowly came in sight from the shadows...... 'Yeh ....you some fag lova or whaaa? Come closer homie and we give you same ting we give lil fagboy here...' One of the three yelled and kicked the kid again..... 'Leave him be.....and you kick him or touch him again and I'll fucking break your leg and you will see who the 'home' boy is...ass hole...now step away from him' The lil kid on the ground looked up and whimpered and tried to focus his eye on his savior....who was this guy that was helping him.....he looked harder and squinted.........his blood streaked face was bruised and swollen ....... eye shut.....there...there he was....in the dim lights....the figure looked like a scene out of a dracula movie almost just an outline.....then he walked closer......as he did the three looked him over and started to circle him.....the guy looked huge from the ground and towered over his head...as he walked closer......'Oh shit you aint nithin but a kid too.' The crouched up kid on the ground exclaimed. Then he thought...but dam are you ever good looking as hell...dammm...what a body.... 'You all right kid?' the mystery savior asked rather harshly.... Mikie looked up and wiped his wet face with his bloody hand and shook his head and let out a muffled ....'Ughhhh huhhhhh I guess.' Suddenly another foot connected with his side and he slumped over crying in agony again..... 'Look mutha fuckers...I said leave the kid alone and get the fuck outta here or you three are dead meat...now leave.' "Ok purdy boy....we mess up dat face you got to...and dim fancy clothes.." They circled the intruder and balled their fists in a threatening manner and walked inwards towards the boy...no more than 5'5' or so and a slim well-built body with long hair and black beanie on his head, but the weirdest thing was he had a spiked dog collar around his beautiful slender neck......his well chissled chest visable in the dim light.... The leader of the three spoke and laughed.....'mire los hes de los individuos... consiguió un collar del perrito apenas como un animal doméstico... deja para demostrarle el jefe de los whos.' (look guys hes got a doggie collar on just like a pet...lets show him whos boss)......they all laughed and moved in. They started to move in on the boy and he waited until they were all in striking distance...then he sprang.....he jumped and the first kick went to the leaders head and a loud smack hit him solidly on the side of the face and he went flying backwards....when he landed back on the ground he immediately went to a crouch and the other two ran directly into each other.....Spike sweeped the leg of one boy and he went down and Spike thrust his knuckled fist into the boys chest area and he grabbed his chest in screaming agony..... Pike was well versed in the arts...and knew exsctly how to protect himself...and without takling a hit to himself....he also knew the best and most painful places to strike so he had very little fighting to do.... Spike leaped back to his feet just as the third boy lunged at him.....Spike thrust the flat of his foot into the knee of the attacker and he groaned and went down holding his leg....they were all three down and all that was heard was the moans and groans of the attackers..they were out of commission that fast.....Spike looked around to survey the damage.... I was amazed at the speed and accuracy the boy had taken out the attackers....then he walked over to the hurt boy and tried to comfort him.....'dude...you all right? gimme your hand' Spike helped the hurt boy up and lead him over to a bench, then just as suddenly as he showed some kindness and caring he snapped back into the tough street kid that he was....'What the fuck are you doin out here this late by yourself?' Mikie looked up at the tough kid in fear and almost shaking...'I ugh....I was out needing to make some money. You aint gonna hurt me too are you?? ' He reached into his pocket and looked back at the three hoods shakily walking the other way....and spoke softly...'I...I ugh got some money...if you just please dont hurt me no more...please...' Spike looked at the shaking kid and almost in frustration pushed his hand back in the kids pocket..' Man I don't want your fucking money and next time go hustling with a friend or at least go down by the Federal building or the bus station and stay in the light. And for cripes sake...don't go off with no one you don't know...or you can get your sweet ass killed....got it?' Mikie was still shaking and looked at the stunningly good looking vagabond and spoke softly again....'Yeah thanks' Spike now concerned again.....'You live around her kid?' 'Mikie.' 'what?' Spike popped back.... 'Mikie......names Mikie!' He got louder. 'Ok....live around here Miii--kie?' Mikie spoke back snottily now....'Whats it to you?' Spike angered now....'Fuck you....nothing...just fuck Y O U!' He started walking off....... 'SPIKE.....Spike...is that your name? Wait!' Mikie insisted. Spike turned and looked at the shivering boy sitting with hands between his legs like a drenched puppy...'Im sorry man, Im just scared...ok?' Spike thought for a second and walked back to the boy.'What?' Mikie.....'I live in Twelve Oaks....' Spike recognizing the area...'Yeah and I'm the freaking Pope' He got up and started to walk away again thinking the boy was lieing..... Mikie spoke again...'I..I..do really...by the country club on Pine lane.' Spike turned and looked at the boy....his face in agony from he beating he had taken..... 'My dad is the greens keeper....so we live in the apartments by the golf course....really.....but why?' Mike was inquisitive as to why that was important. Spike then replied...'then what the fuck are you doin out here hustling this late?' Mikie grunted and shifted his weight and started to explain..'well my folks started arguing cause my dad was drunk and he started hitting me and my mom and I just wanted to get away from it all.....I'm so sick of the freaking fighting....' 'well. you need to get cleaned up and maybe get something to eat...are you hungry?' Spike asked more softly than before. Mikie responded shaking his bloody covered blond hair....'yeah but where can I go looking like this?' Spike grabbed the boys arm and Mikie jumped....'Chill out dude and come with me...I'm not gonna hurt you....Mom will take of you....come on.' 'OK...ok..but the name is Mikie, not dude.' Mikie got up and I heard Spike boy tell the kid at Ayres..that is where she was. Ayres is a diner that all the college kids and late night partiers and hustlers gathered......so I followed the boys as they walked towards Ayers not 500 feet away down the street. The boys entered the diner...and a waitress came up to the boys and Spike said...'Tell Marion there is a problem and Spike needs help.' I saw the waitress walk away. Spike turned away and told Mikie...'Mom will help you and get you what you need...and don't be afraid ok dude?' Mikie had the first opportunity to thank his rescuer...'OK Spike and thanks for helping me and the name is......' 'yeah yeah I know MIKIE!...sorry.' Spike shot back. 'Yeah yeah...no biggie.' The tough boy then came out of the door and I saw a black haired lady approach the blond kid and feel his face and look out the door and down the street at Spike. Marion took the boys face in her hands...'Baby...what happened to you precious?' Mikie told her what had happened and he told her..'if it hadn't been for your son....' he turned as to look at Spike and he was gone....Mikie started to panic...'where'd he go...your son...' Marion turned him back around....' baby...I'm not his mom...and you did something no one has done in a long time...you got Bobby to come inside and ask for help.' 'You mean Spikes name is Bobby?' Mikie asked shaking. 'Yes honey, thats Spike, and he is always there to help others but refuses to take help from anyone else.' Marion said kindly. Mikie was confused....'But why...and what does he need...where does he live?' Marion said 'Come with me honey, lets get you cleaned up and Mom will explain to you....Marion is Mom to all the street boys, and Bobby thinks you need help or he wouldn't have brought you here.' They walked to the back and she began to clean him up. Spike walked out the door and hurried down the street back the way he came....I followed him back....and he cut around a corner and headed back to the diner...he walked briskly to a dumpster and looked round then opened the lid and reached in and took out a to-go tray and hurried away. What was he doin I pondered.....was it drugs? I followed him further down the street and over to the Tarpon pavillion and watched as he sat down and opened the tray.....the beautiful tough guy began to eat like he hadn't eaten in days...then I realized he must be getting food from the waitress...but why didn't he go in and eat at the tables? He adjusted his collar and kept eating and as he finished he put the tray down and leaned back against the bench and took out a cigarette and lit it up. He looked so irristable as he inhaled the cigarette....one arm over the bench and he looked around...and saw me......he jumped up and got into a defensive stance.'What the fuck are you looking at? Whatta you want mother fucker?' Not wanting the same treatment he had inflicted on the three attackers....I spoke quickly'I am sorry to intrude....my name is Rene.....and i saw what you did for that lil kid back there, and I just wanted to make sure you are all right.' 'yeah yeah.....I'm fine...so now you got it!' Spike snarled back. 'wahooooo...why so hostile?' Rene inquired..... 'Man...fuck off and leave me the hell alone.' Spike snarled back...... Rene looked puzzled as Spike adjusted his collar and started to walk away......'Wait....'Spike turned and looked once more in disgust at this guy bothering him. 'I just wanted to thank you for helping that kid back there...and I am sure he thanks you too. You know you just might have saved his life?' Rene spoke softly. 'Yeah might have...but what life has he got now that I saved it for him? Maybe if he's lucky he can get fucked up like me and get his own collar....now fuck off.' Spike headed down the bayshore......into the darkness.... Rene watched the beautiful boy that carried himself so well, and walked like such a winner....but acted like he had nothing in the world to live for...and cared about living it even less.......disappeared into the damp darkness. Rene walked back slowly to Kennedy Blvd and down to Ayres Diner and walked in and was seated. The waitress got his order...'Coffee, and could I speak to the dark haired lady that was up front earlier?' 'That is Marion, sure I will get her.' The friendly waitress answered smiling. Shortly after she returned with the steaming coffee...'Marion will be right out...shes just finishing in the back...little trouble as always here.' Rene nodded. Marion walked out accompanied by Mikie.....'You ok sport?' Rene inquired..... Mikie stood dead in his tracks and looked stunned that the man said anything.....Marion asked him with her hands on his shoulders..'Do you know Mikie?' Rene smiled and extended his hand...'Rene Deaubeux...and no, I spoke with Spike after the incident.' Mikie looked fervently around searching outside for his rescuer...'YOU know Spike..is he here? Is he coming in?' Mikie kept searching outside as he asked the questions.... Marion grasped his shoulders...'honey, no..Bobby is not coming in...' 'But why not...how do you know?' Mikie blurted out.... 'Mikie..trust me...Mom knows. He's not coming in. Now sit with Rene and have something to eat and rest till you feel better. Mom will bring you something to eat so you can warm up....could I bring you something Rene?' ' No thank you...I have coffee, but I would like to speak with you if you have some free time.' Rene was cordial and pleasant...... 'By all means...you two talk and get acquainted and I'll be right out' Marion said gently and with a gracious smile. 'Well Mikie, are you feeling ok? And you should be glad Spike came along when he did.' Rene started the conversation... 'yeah, on both counts...but how long were you there? You saw what happened?' Mike was inquisitive..... 'Long enough and yes I saw.' Rene said back....suddenly Mikie sparked up....'wasn't he great he really kicked some butt...and didn't take one hit...how cool....' Rene smiled...'yeah cool...so you don't even know him?' 'Nope he just kinda appeared out of the fog and started kickin butt....and left them crawling away....dam cool if you asked me' Mikie was proud. The pretty little kid then lit up a cigarette and leaned back in his booth. 'Well, what were you doing out there alone this late anyways?' Rene inquired. Mikie thought and looked alarmed and wondering.....'ughhhh. You a cop?' Rene chuckled.....' heavens no...do I look like cop?' Mikie...'Dunno....you lookin for trade?' Now Rene was puzzled...'Trade?.....what were you trading?' Mikie was startled...'Whaaaat?' Rene asked again...'What do you have to trade and what were you wanting to trade it for?' Mikie was shocked at the questions....he leaned across the table closer to the man and gestured on his chest with his fingers on his chest and said....'meeee...my dick for money. Get it?' Rene sat up and realized how foreign all this was to him...the street life of Tampa was nothing he had ever been confronted with. 'Well, how much dick did you have to trade for that beating you traded for?' Rene smartly answered. 'Very funny smart ass.' Mikie snottily responded and sat back in his booth.'Verrrry funnny' Rene apologized....'I'm sorry kid that wasn't fair' He responded back again...'Names Mikie...Mikie...not kid' Rene.'Im sorry...seems lke we are getting off on the wrong foot together.' Mikie sat back with his arms folded and snarled at the man and squinted his eyes to look closely....'Oh...so now we are together are we? Are you gay or what?' 'Well frankly Mikie, ugh...yes I am....but I really didn't mean to assume you and I are together.' Rene was stunned at the straight forward talk from the young boy. 'Well...what are ya saying.....you too good for me?' Mikie snapped back. Rene smiled and spoke so no one else could hear him...'hellll no but why would you wanna be with an old man like me?' 'Old? How old are you anyways?' Mike asked wondering..... '45. And how old are you?' Rene retorted.... '14' Mikie shot back...'and I bet my dick is bigger than yours though.' Rene chuckled.....'Well keep thinking that tiger, but I might have you beat there.' 'Dammmmm...Mikie..the name is Mikie, M..I..K..I..E...Mikie...do I look like a tiger??? Grrrrrrrrr!' They both chuckled as Marion walked over and placed two big bowls of Chilie and crackers and two big huge strawberry shakes and a brownie each....she smiled....'this is on me...this is Bobbys favorite. Ill be back when you are finished and we can talk. You two getting along ok?' Mikie smartly kidded back...'Well, we will be when he can learn my name!' Marion lughed and walked away.... As she was walking away she muttered..shaking her head and giggling "Boyssss....gotta love em" Rene looked at Mikie and smiled and extended his hand....... 'Truce , Miiii----kie?' Mikie grinned the biggest grin he had grinned all night...and took his new friends hand....'why not Re---nnnneee.' They both laughed and started in on the best Chilie and strawberry shake in Tampa and the best either of them had ever had. ********************************************** Welcome to the tale of Spike....now you will find out the story behind that beautiful face and studded collar.......coming up ....