Date: Fri, 25 Jan 2002 12:41:56 -0500 From: Bill Adams Subject: Finding Summer Chpt. VI & VII The following story contains descriptions of graphic sexual acts. Don't read this story if: *You're not 18 or over, *If it is illegal to read this type of material where you live, *Or if you don't want to read about gay/bi people in love or having sex. The author retains copyright to this story. Placing this story on a website or reproducing this story for distribution without the author's permission is a violation of that copyright. Legal action will be taken against violators. E-mail responses to this or any other of my stories, story suggestions or other 'constructive' comments or advice may be sent to: lilb2k@hotmail.com Finding Summer - by lilb2k (Adult-Youth). Copyright 2002 by liltales Finding Summer An Original Series by LilBill Chapter VI A New Day Bruce woke us both when he entered the penthouse. He carried in two large parcels and set them down at the foot of the bed. The summer winds poured into the room with the warming sunlight. "Good morning Sirs," he smiled. "Glad to see that everything worked out right last night." "Hey Bruce!" Jack beamed as he sprang out of bed and headed into the bathroom to relieve the night's bladder. He didn't care at all that he was naked. It was amusing. "I trust that the clothes have arrived?" I glanced over at the parcels on the floor. "Ye Sir. They were delivered to my room last night." He threw me my robe. "So what's on the agenda for today?" Jack elected to leave his robe on the bed. "Well," Bruce began, shaking his head at the innocent arrogance of my prince, "We will be heading up to Playa del Mar for a little sight seeing, perhaps a swim of sorts. Then, off to the Mayan Ruins." "Cool!" Jack spun in a barstool. "Sounds like fun," I patted him on the head as I walked by. The three of us ate breakfast on the balcony and took turns telling jokes. It was a delight to see Jack and Bruce enjoying each other's company. We got dressed and headed out for the day's journey. Bruce had arranged for a limo to pick us up at the hotel and drive us to a popular tourist attraction some fifteen miles away where, for a price, tourists could swim with dolphins. I was electrified as I watched Jack's pure excitement. He glided through the ocean waters with the majestic creatures and I couldn't help nut feel the pride and joy of a parent. I wanted to show him everything life had to offer. My heart soared. We left the dolphins, much to Jack's dismay, and headed to the Mayan ruins. As it turned out, for the right price, you could have the site temporarily closed down to tourists. The three of us explored the stone temples without any interruptions. We entered a large room in the main temple and found an old alter surrounded by unlit torches. Bruce was kind enough to light them and we stood in awe as the room filled with flickering light. "It's kinda spooky eh?" I put my hand on Jack's shoulder. "I dunno," he smiled, "kinda gets me horny." He gave me a wink and turned back to study the surroundings. "Well then," Bruce pretended to clear his throat, "I think I'll check out the courtyard" He smiled and made a hasty retreat to the outside. "What did you have in mind?" I bent over and kissed the back of his sweet neck. "Oh I dunno," he was trying to be coy, "I was kinda hopin' that you would take this opportunity.us being alone as it were.and," he turned around and grabbed my growing cock, "fuck the living shit out of me!" I attacked his mouth with my own as we fumbled towards what we would find out later was actually a table where food was prepared centuries before. I lifted his naked body onto the slab and dove between his sweat slicked thighs. I feasted on his stiff prick and caressed his hole with my fingers. He moaned and held onto my head as I sucked him deep into my wet mouth. He broke my hold and got on all fours so I could eat his hot ass. He ground into me as my tongue invaded his body. "Enough already!" he shouted, "it's wet already. Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" This was not lovemaking this was fucking. I climbed atop the stone table with him and laid out some of our clothes so as not to get cut up by the rough slab. There was no slow going today. I aimed for his hungry hole and rammed my cock inside. He grunted and moaned as I violently fucked his tender boy ass. He slammed back against me and I could tell that he was in another world. Sweat was pouring from my forehead as I plowed his wet hole. I turned him over so that I could see his face. I wanted to see my lover's sweet pain. He wrapped his legs around my back as he pumped on his own throbbing cock. He reached up and grabbed my nipples. The pain was intense and it sent waves of pleasure through my body. We broke and he pushed me down onto the stone. He climbed on top of me, positioned his ass over my cock and impaled himself on me. He bounced on my cock and continued to beat his swollen boy meat. "Oh god!" he screamed as he sprayed my chest with at least three separate streams of boy juice. I had never seen him cum that much before. It pushed me over the edge and I filled him with my load. He collapsed onto me and we both struggled to catch our breath. We were covered with sweat and cum. I could feel his heart beating wildly through his chest. We lay there in each other's arms, bathing in the glow of the torches. "That was intense," he gasped, "I mean.fucking intense!" "That was unreal," was all I could manage to utter. "That actually looked like it must have hurt like hell," Bruce surprised us both, "sorry to interrupt fellas, but we're gonna have company real soon!" We scrambled to get dressed as we heard a family of tourists approaching. We hurried out the other side of the temple and down the long path to the edge of the Ruins. When we were out of sight, we all broke into hysterical laughter. We made our way back to the limo and collapsed inside. As we drove back towards Cancun, Jack questioned Bruce about his own life. I could tell that Jack really liked Bruce and that he wanted to befriend him. Bruce warmed to Jack as well. He told of his days in the Marines, and of his time working in the field of Kidnap and Rescue, which led him to the story of his daughter. "So if I ever got kidnapped," he said in a kind of kiddish searching tone, "would you both come for me?" We both glanced at each other then in unison cracked, "No!" We all fell into laughter again as Bruce and I took turns at poking at Jack. This was fun. This was the different world that existed because my lover was still young. In the society world of power players and debutants, this sort of thing would never happen. Our entrance back into the city led us through the rather seedy parts of downtown. It was night time by now and we were catching a glimpse of the `other side' of this manufactured tourist town. Homeless lined the back alleys and prostitutes drifted in and out of the shadows. As we turned a corner we noticed a pair of men lording over four young boys. "Are they drug dealers?" Jack asked staring out the window. "I don't know honey," I put my hand on his shoulder. "Probably not," Bruce spoke up, "they're most likely prostitutes." "But they look like they're my age," he was shocked. "Well Jack," Bruce took a closer look out the window, "this happens all over the world. It happens at home to, just not so out in the open. Here, they're kept out of sight from the tourists but that's about as far as it goes." "I had no idea," he looked so sad tat it broke my heart. "Most people don't," I squeezed his shoulder. "Stop!" Jack shouted. "What!?!" I was startled. "That one's not Mexican! He's white." Jack was pointing at a figure standing behind the rest. "Bruce?" I pulled Jack back from the window. Bruce got out and approached the two men. After a few minutes he returned. He motioned for the driver to leave and we sped back towards the hotel. "Well?" Jack was nervous, "what happened?" Bruce told us what he had learned. The boy was in fact an American. He was only eleven years old and had been in Mexico for about two months. His father had owed the two men's boss about 200k. He had been in Mexico City gambling and had drug his boy along with him as he had done for most of the poor child's life. He had been in debt with the men before, but never this deep. When he had owed money before, he had stayed in the country until he could arrange for money to be sent down. This time, however, he had run. He had left his son in Mexico City and fled for the States. When they caught him, they killed him. His son was sent to Cancun to serve the American and European tourist who preferred white boys. It wasn't the first time he had been prostituted to pay his father's debts. He had been used for the wealthy tourists because he was white and educated. He had no other family so there would be no one to come looking for him. "Well," Bruce continued, "at least he's not used for the rough trade that the other boys see." "Hardly a comforting thought Bruce," I was more concerned about Jack's sadness. "I know," Bruce spoke with a compassionate tone to his voice. "I wish we could help him," Jack looked at me, "I would like to at least talk to him, you know, he must feel so alone here." "Well," Bruce smiled, "I have arranged for him to be brought to the penthouse in an hour." "No way!" Jack lit up, "how?" "Money," I looked at Jack plainly, "it always about money." Finding Summer An Original Series by LilBill Chapter VII Making Things Right Jack could barely be contained as we waited for the boy's arrival. I tried to prepare him for what the child might be like. But the truth was that I didn't really know what to expect. A boy who had that kind of life would not be like Jack. I was somewhat apprehensive about the situation. "Now Jack," I began to lecture, "I don't want you to be surprised by this boy." "What do you mean?" he looked puzzled. "What's been done in his life is horrible. He probably won't understand our relationship at all. I mean. who knows what all he's seen and been made to do." I feared the worse. "I don't think it's going to be as bad as you think," he said, "I mean. I guess it could be, but I don't think it will be." I loved him for his optimism, "Well, you may be right. But we need to be cautious nonetheless." "Ok," he agreed. A call came from the sitting room. It was Bruce. "They are here," he moved towards Jack, "I think that it would be best if you weren't in sight Jack." "Ok," Jack went into the guest bedroom and partly shut the door. The boy was led into the penthouse by the two men from the alleyway. He was well dressed and groomed. "So.," one of the men spoke, "You like?" He was a disgusting man with a cheap suit and greased hair. "Yes," Bruce spoke for me, "He'll be just fine." I said nothing, nodded my head to Bruce and turned to make my exit to the balcony. My stomach was doing flips as Bruce negotiated the deal. I was sickened by their presence. I couldn't believe that men could do this to this boy. He was shorter than Jack. He had auburn hair and brown eyes, which I could imagine, made him a hot property with the tourists. He had a medium build and tanned skin. He was a beautiful child. I could hear the men describing him to Bruce like a piece of cattle. "He's good, believe me," the man laughed, "he's small down there, if you know what I mean, but he'll take care of your friend just fine.don't you worry. You want to see? Go on boy, show him." The boy pulled down the front of his pants before Bruce could say anything. The boy looked humiliated as the man grabbed his pants and yanked them down to his knees. The boy's penis, no more than an inch and a half long, rested atop his small sac. "That won't be necessary," Bruce scolded, "You can pull them up son." The boy followed Bruce's command and pulled his pants up. Bruce led the men to the door, finished the deal, and closed the door. I re-entered the room and instructed Bruce to get the boy a glass of water. "What's your name son," I tried to sound as non-threatening as possible. "Andrew, sir" his voice had not yet begun to change. "Are you hungry Andrew?" Bruce asked. "No sir," he remained still. "You don't need to be frightened Andrew," Jack came out of the guest bedroom, "Nobody here is going to hurt you." "I don't understand," Andrew said, looking more confused by the second, "What do you want me to do?" "Nothing," Jack said reassuringly, "We just want you to have a safe night with people who won't treat you badly." "I'm confused," Andrew said again, "Who am I supposed to be with first?" "You don't have to be with anyone, Andrew," I spoke up, "You are not here to be used for sex. You are here with us tonight so you don't have to be on the streets or in someone's bed." "Really?" he was so precious. "Really!" Jack smiled, "Are you hungry, do you wanna watch TV, how `bout a dip in the hot tub?" "Relax Jack," I smiled putting my hand on his shoulder, "Perhaps we might start with introductions." "Sorry," he smiled, "My name is Jack. That's Bruce, he takes care of everything for us. And this is Carl, my boyfriend." He smiled at me. "Your what?" he looked shocked. "I'm his lover," I put it in more adult terms. "I'll explain later," Jack said as he took Andrew's hand and led him to the bedroom, "for now, how `bout a swim?" "Ok," Andrew smiled as he followed. They disappeared into the bedroom. I enjoyed watching Jack be a child. I knew that he loved being with me, but I could tell that he had a longing to spend time with other children. Jack gave Andrew a swimsuit to wear and showed him the bathroom. Jack began to undress in front of him. Andrew didn't move, instead he watched Jack strip. "You have a great body," he noted. "Thanks," Jack smiled, standing in front of Andrew. Jack paused to let the boy inspect him thoroughly. "I wish mine were that big," he stared at Jack's plump boy dick. "Mine's pretty small." "I'm sure it's great," Jack smiled. Andrew removed his clothes and stood naked before Jack, awaiting his inspection. Jack took in the fullness of the young boy. His penis was small, only a little over two inches in flaccid length. "I think you look awesome Andrew," Jack smiled, "You've nothing to worry about." "Really," he brightened, "thanks!" "You know," Jack smirked, "We don't really ever wear suits in the hot tub. So it's up to you if you wanna." "Doesn't matter to me Jack," he smiled. Both boys walked out of the bedroom and made their way to the hot tub on the balcony. As their nude forms passed, Bruce and I had to do a double take. Jack smiled as he and Andrew streaked by. I wondered what my young lover was up to. They both climbed into the hot tub and Bruce and I decided to leave them be. "So what did you mean when you called Carl your boyfriend?" Andrew looked puzzled. "Just that," Jack began as he took up rest next to Andrew, "he's my boyfriend." "Like real boyfriend? Like sex kind of boyfriend?" He asked earnestly. "Yes," Jack smiled, "we have sex." "Does he pay you, or do you belong to somebody else?" He asked honestly. "Of course he doesn't pay me!" Jack laughed and Andrew lowered his gaze a bit. "I'm so sorry," Jack realized the unintended insult, "I didn't mean it like it sounded." "It's ok," Andrew said sadly. "Carl loves me, and I love him. We have sex, but only because we love each other." Jack smiled compassionately. "The men I have to have sex with couldn't give a shit about me. They just usually make me suck their dicks until they cum on me. Some just want me to hug them while they jack off. One guy just wanted to give me a bath while he had a whore suck him off." "I'm sorry that you have had to go through that. It must be awful," Jack's eyes began to water. "I usually don't mind too much. I mean, I've got nowhere else to go. My father was all the family I had and he's dead, so here I am. I shouldn't complain though. The other boys have to fuck the cheap guys. They get done up the ass all the time and sometimes they get beaten." "I can't believe that the Police let this stuff go on," Jack was brilliant in so many ways, but here he should his naivet‚. "Why would they stop `em?" Andrew laughed, "Half of them get paid off while the other half are customers!" "Jeeze," Jack cringed. "It feels kinda weird being here," Andrew looked around. "Have you never been in a hotel like this before?" Jack missed the point. "Yeah," Andrew continued to survey the area, "but that's not what's weird." "What's weird then?" Jack asked. "Well I just keep waiting for you to make me suck your dick or something," he smiled. "I wouldn't make you do anything," Jack looked deep into Andrew's eyes, "You are our guest here tonight. You don't have to do anything you don't wanna do." "That's what's weird too," He smiled. "What?" Jack sat up. "Well, I know this is gonna sound weird but." He sat up, "I actually do wanna have sex with you." "Huh?" Jack looked stunned. "You're being so nice to me that I figured it was the only way that I could repay you," he was sincere. "You don't have to repay us for anything," Jack said reassuringly, "And besides, you don't sleep with someone because you owe them, you do it because you both want to feel good and loved." "I've never done it like that before Jack," he looked lost, "I wouldn't know how" "Haven't you ever had it feel good before?" Jack asked. "No," Andrew looked at Jack, "It's never about what I feel. It's always about them using my body to get off. I've never even cum before." "I'm so sorry," Jack put his hand on Andrew's face, "I had no idea." "It's ok," Andrew smiled. "No," Jack looked sternly, "No it's not." Bruce and I watched from our vantage at the breakfast bar as Jack led Andrew from the hot tub, back into the bedroom and closed he door. "What do you think that's about?" Bruce asked. "I dunno," I replied. Jack walked Andrew to the bed and laid him down gently on the cool sheets. His body naked and wet, Andrew lay still as Jack knelt between his open legs. "I want you to just relax,' Jack said softly, "It's your turn to feel good. This is all about you." "Ok," Andrew said trustingly, "I don't know what to do." "You can do what ever you want. You can touch me anywhere you like, I will do anything for you that you want." "Anything?" he asked. "Anything," Jack smiled as he noticed the young boy's penis stiffening beneath him, "Would you like me to suck it?" Andrew merely nodded and Jack lowered his mouth onto he boy's straining prick. Andrew let out a light moan as Jack began to work his cock slowly. Jack massaged the boy's meat with his tongue as he sucked. Andrew began to thrust his hips upwards to meet Jack's mouth as the sucking intensified. Jack opened his mouth wider and took in the boy's balls as well. Having his entire boyhood loved was a new world for Andrew. The men who had had his prick in their mouths had only done so for their own pleasure; He rarely even became erect as they teethed his tender penis. In fact, most of the time it had hurt so bad that Andrew had to focus all his energy just not to cry out. But his time it was different. There slurping sound as Jack pulled his head up, releasing Andrew's swollen member. "How's that so far?" he asked. "Good," Andrew smiled. "Have you ever had your asshole eaten?" Jack asked. Andrew shook his head from side to side while giving a look of mixed confusion and disgust. "I know it kinda sounds gross," he smiled, "but it's awesome!" Andrew shook his head in affirmation and Jack descended between the boy's open legs. His boy hole was tiny and pink. Jack licked a finger and gently rubbed it around the edge of Andrew's opening. He shuttered as Jack's tongue brushed the tight wrinkled skin. His legs tensed around Jack's body, pressing inwards as Jack kissed his hole. Jack stretched the boy's ass gently allowing him to open ever so slightly. Jack saw the pink inner flesh of his ass and proceeded to flick his tongue inside just as I had done to his own ass. Andrew reeled from the new sensation. He had never experienced anything like this before. His breathing became heavy as Jack worked a finger inside. Andrew moaned, deeper this time, as he tightened his muscles around my lover's finger. Jack began to work the finger in and out in an intoxicating rhythm. As he fucked the young boy with his hand, he gently kissed the inside of his thighs. Kisses turned into sucking as Jack took in the flavor of this boy's skin. Jack rubbed his own meat into the bed as he made love to the boy with his finger and mouth. Jack took Andrew's cock into his mouth again as he worked two fingers into the invaded hole. Andrew rubbed his own fingers through Jack's hair as my lover feasted on his little prick. Jack released his mouth's embrace as he felt Andrew's muscles begin to tighten. He was not ready to make the young boy cum. "How does it feel?" Jack asked as he kissed Andrew's thigh again. "I don't know how to explain it," he exhaled. "Would you like me to make you cum," he smiled, "or is there something else you would like first?" "Well.," Andrew looked, longingly, "there is one thing that I would like very much. But you don't have to do it." "I told you," Jack wiped the sweat from his own brow spilling drops on the boy's stomach, "anything you want, you get" "Then," he began, preparing for rejection, "could I kiss you?" "Of course," Jack smiled and moved over Andrew so that their mouths were equal. Jack's plump boy cock rested on top of Andrew's own throbbing prick. Jack lowered his mouth to meet Andrew's and their lips touched. Jack began to kiss the boys slowly. Andrew's lips parted allowing Jack's searching tongue to find its match. Their tongues danced inside each other's mouths as Jack massaged Andrew's cock with his own. Andrew wrapped his arms around Jack as the two made love. He ran his hands down Jack's back and onto his sweet butt. Jack broke their mouth's embrace and kissed the boy's neck. He traced his neck line down to his chest, and then worked the boy's hardened nipples. Andrew's legs had opened wide to allow Jack to kneel between them. As Jack moved back and forth from Andrew's nipples to his neck, the tip of his prick brushed against Andrew's wet hole. Each poke led to a moan from the boy. "Jack," he broke the fluidity. "What honey?" Jack had assumed my role. "Would you stick it inside of me?" he was in ecstasy. "It might hurt," Jack warned. "I know," he replied, "just go slow." Jack spit into his own hand and greased his stiff meat. He rubbed the head against Andrew's prone hole and then pierced the boy. Andrew let out a wincing groan as Jack got his cock head inside. Jack waited for the boy to adjust to the invading prick and loosen his grip. After a moment Jack pressed in further, just as I had done with him, and buried his chubby dick in Andrew's hot ass. "Are you ok?" Jack asked. "Yes," Andrew answered, "it hurt at first. But now it feels so good!" "Good," Jack smiled, "we'll start out slow." Jack began to fuck the boy in a slow, gentle rhythm. Andrew wrapped his legs around Jack's hips as the boys moved together. Jack leaned forward as he pumped in an out of Andrew's stretched asshole. He bent down and their mouths locked again as the strokes intensified. After a few minutes of slow fucking, Jack straightened back up and pulled his cock out as he directed Andrew to roll over onto his stomach. Jack lay on top of him and drove his prick deep inside the boy again. Andrew moaned loudly as Jack thrust in and out of his abused hole. Jack could feel his own orgasm rising and pulled Andrew up onto all fours. He slammed into his ass as Andrew screamed for more. "Faster Jack!" he groaned, "Oh my god Jack, do it faster!" Jack fucked into him with a wild fury, his balls slamming into Andrew's ass. "I'm gonna cum Andrew!" Jack warned, "How do you want me to cum?" "Inside of me Jack," he begged, "do it inside of me!" Jack released his full load deep inside of the boy's hungry ass. He pulled Andrew upward so that the boy's back pressed against his chest. As he continued to shoot streams of hot juice into him, he reached around and pounded Andrew's aching meat. Andrew began to shake violently as his body gave way to orgasm. Both boys reeled in their pleasure as Jack continued to pump into Andrew as he stroked his cock. When they came down from their high, they collapsed in each other's arms. They kissed for a moment as Jack squeezed Andrew's nipples. Jack watched as Andrew's cock continued to jerk. He noticed a tiny drop of clear semen hanging from the reddened tip. He caught it with his fingertip and brought it to his mouth. Both boys tasted the juice and then kissed again. "Oh my god!" Andrew let out a deep exhale, " I had no idea it could ever feel that good!" Jack just smiled as he massaged the boy's chest and stomach. Out of nowhere, Andrew began to cry. "What's wrong!" Jack stopped his movements and sat up over the boy. "I've never had anyone care about me before," he managed through the tears, "I don't know what to say to you now. I don't know what to do" "What do you mean?" Jack would do anything to calm this young boy. "Usually I get left alone to clean up the mess. I've never known anything else. I'm sorry, I don't mean to upset you, you've been so nice to me." He was getting hysterical. "I'm not upset," Jack pulled Andrew close to him and held him like a father would his child, "It's ok, it'll be alright." Andrew continued to cry as Jack held him tightly. Jack understood that this had possibly been too much real love for the boy to handle. He had been abused and cast aside his whole life. This was unfamiliar territory for him. Several minutes passed with the now quieting Andrew lying tightly in Jack's loving arms. Jack ran his fingers through the young boy's hair as he rocked him in his arms. Andrew, now composed, broke the silence. "I'm sorry that I did that," He sounded embarrassed. `It's ok Andrew," Jack released his hold allowing the boy to turn and face him, "I should have known that it would be weird for you. "It was wonderful Jack," he smiled, "I just all the sudden felt really sad." "Why?" Jack knew the answer already. "Because I know now what it feels like to have somebody actually care about you," he smiled affectionately at Jack, "and what it feels like to know that I will have to leave in the morning and probably never feel that way again." "I'm sorry," Jack's eyes began to water, "I guess this is one of those times when it's better not to know." "No Jack," Andrew smiled, "I'm glad I know. I will remember this night forever. Now I can have something good in my life to think about." "I wish you could come with us," Jack said as he held onto Andrew. "I know," Andrew smiled, "Let's not talk about it anymore" The boys drifted off to sleep in each other's arms. I went in to check on them a few times before the morning.