Date: Tue, 4 Dec 2001 23:26:57 -0800 (PST) From: Zane Green Subject: Jaded 6 JADED By: Zane Hunter Green Chapter Six : Tea The copyright of this story belongs to the author. This is a piece of fiction not based on any real person. This story is for a mature audience as it has adult material. Let me know what you think of it. Please send E-mails to ZaneG7@Excite.com Jaden: Jaden forced himself not to cry, brushed the dirt from his knees, picked up the money and started to walk in the direction the car had come from. It was long gone. He looked down the street, and all he could see were silent houses where families had gone to bed. All of these people sleeping did not know that outside was a tired, scared and hungry child who paced back and forth in fear. Jaden hadn't realized that the man had taken him through a maze of side streets to get to this fairly deserted place. He was too busy following the man's orders in the car where he learned to clumsily give a blowjob. After walking for two miles he was growing tired and confused. There was barely a trickle of traffic. He almost wished someone else in one of the cars that passed by would slow down and pick him up. He was starting to panic when leaning against the side gate of a house he spotted a bicycle. It wasn't locked. He knew what he had to do. He had never stolen anything before. It made him sick when he walked over and picked up the bike. It was a bit rusty, but all the same it was a 10-speed bike. He recognized the name. It was a bike he had begged for last year for Christmas. That seemed like eons of time ago. He had a very old bike in the old man's garage. He wondered if the man would just throw it away. He looked around for a helmet before he realized how silly that was, here he was stealing a bike, and he was afraid to break the helmet law. It was a lot faster now cruising downhill to East Hollywood. He didn't know that was where he was headed, until he got there. He was starving. He road over to a hamburger joint that was open all night. "Hey kid, leave your bicycle outside." The cook yelled as he tried to take it in the glass doorway. He leaned the bike against a jacaranda tree, and went back inside to buy some food. The hamburger and fries were greasy, and the vanilla milkshake ate up most of his money. With a few coins left over he decided to return outside and eat by the street. He looked for his the bicycle but the space against the tree was empty. Someone had stolen his stolen bike. The food filled his tummy but never warmed him up. He started to go back inside when he felt a cold metal against his neck. "Don't turn around or this will slice into you, now I want you to empty your pockets, and what ever money you have, you hand it back to me. "I--I--only have a few coins." "I don't believe ya punk." Jaden started to cry softly. "You're really a dumb kid aren't you. Shi-it, you still drinking yo mamma's milk" "No, she's--she's--not around anymore." "Well you have a milky mustache. So you have no money, or a place to sleep either, I reckon, you come with me. A kid like you ain't safe on these mean mother-fucking streets." Jaden was too tired to argue. He had no idea where he was going to sleep and he was exhausted, so he followed the street boy to a dark and musty bungalow a half mile away. "Come-on in don't be shy on me." The boy beckoned Jaden inside. "Who you got there Perry?" A thin shrill voice beckoned. "Some fresh white meat." "Boy or girl." "Let's see, I'd say boy, but could dress like a girl if you wanted." "Come in dearie, lets see you in the light." The kitchen had chipped vinyl floors, and old and stained appliances. There was a cracked overhead lamp. The bulb glared, and Jaden saw a lean angular older woman She reached for Jaden's chin with claw-like fingers. Lifting it up she stared at his face. "Oh you are a nice looking boy, you'll do very well. Tonight you'll share a bed with Perry. He'll be glad to teach you whatever you don't know how to do. Jaden didn't like the way that he was being glared at. "You can't wear those clothes of course, nothing sexy about hockey pants, you make more if you're smaller, and they make you look bigger. You boys clean up. There's still some hot water." Perry pushed Jaden along with him. There was one bathroom in the house with a dirty stall shower. "Take off your clothes, Jade, less you want me to strip you." Perry had thrown his clothes in a pile. His naked body was the color of amber. He had almost a man's cock which he was starting to rub greedily "Nice um.you be a good boy and I might share this with you." Jaden felt himself getting hard. He blushed as he thought about what Perry would think when he saw how little he had. "Come-on there is only so much hot water you know. You are kind of grubby." Perry got into the shower. Jaden quickly stripped down and followed him. Under the running water Perry picked up Jaden's penis and softly moved it upward from his scotum and examined it. "Looks okay to me, you haven't got a hair on you yet. There's some who like that." They both shrieked as the water turned to ice. They dashed from the room sharing one cotton towel that had seen better days when it was used at a discount motel. The bed had a few blankets and the boys ducked under them. If Perry had plans though. They had to wait because as soon as Jaden hit the cot he was asleep. Perry cuddled the younger boy against him. He was too tired to play anyway. The next day over a breakfast of sugary cereal the old lady told Jaden he was a nice replacement for the two boys and girl they lost that week. The boys, old enough to take a lease on an apartment left. The girl had been careless and gotten booked for soliciting. They needed a few more so the boys should be on the lookout for any young kid wandering about. Jaden hated the replacement clothes he was given. The bronze shorts and yellow halter-top looked like something a Reno chorus-line dancer would wear. "You showed Jade what to do." "Sure..." Perry said. "He wiggles his ass just fine. "You boys need to earn at least fifty a piece tonight. Since it's during the week you won't make much more, but if you do it's yours." "Yeah..whatever.Come on Jaden. Morning is a good time to do the tearooms." "Tea, we get paid to drink tea?" "If it's your thing.Come on" Perry was wearing low-hung jeans, and a long sleeve violet tee shirt. Jaden wished he had the same. "Do I really have to go out in this?" "Yes, let's go." Jaden followed him out from the house. No sooner were they several blocks away when a car pulled up. A man pulled over. "Perry honey, Where have you been hanging out. I've been looking for you. Get in. and I'll make it worth your while." Perry ordered Jaden to stay where he was and wait for him. No sooner did he drive off than a shop owner came out. "Get away from the doorway punk. You kind drives away business. In fact if you don't get out of here I'm calling the Cops. Now scram! Jaden ran, barely looking where he was going. He kept running until he crashed into a crow-like old man holding several grocery bags. The bags split open spilling boxes and cans flew everywhere. Jaden stopped to help pick them up. "Help me carry them home. That's the least you can do." Jaden took the bags and started to head in the very opposite direction of where he had left Perry. The man had a tiny apartment in the rear of a small brick complex .A neighbor yelled out "Jackson, that boy is young enough to be your great-grandson!" "You're just purple with envy." "Come on in, I'll make you some tea and then I'll pay you for helping me" Jaden smiled, so he would get paid for drinking tea today after all but he wasn't sure he would go back to the old ladies house even if he knew the way back. "Where did you get those rag, tag clothes." "They're horrid, aren't they? I'm freezing wearing them." "Well you do look pretty, but I can see that you need to change. I might have something else you can wear. I've been collecting used clothes for my men's group charity. The man left for a second as Jaden unpacked the groceries. He came back with a tartan flannel shirt, and baggy pants. Jaden had been shivering in his scanty clothes. It would be nice to be warm. He took off the clothes. "You are a beautiful kid, and you seem nice and smart enough. You shouldn't be out on the streets. How long have you been living out there anyway?" "Twenty-four." "Well you ain't twenty-four years, so I guess your trying to tell me two years." "No twenty-four hours." "You still a virgin?" "No, I had sex with a man who picked me up" "He must have been gentle with you, you're not walking funny." "I didn't swallow a lot of his stuff." "Oh you are a little innocent. You gave a blowjob That's good. You kids never protect yourselves. I am going to tell you what happens out there, and we'll find a way to keep you from the streets. I can't keep you here, but I know some people. Now let's make us some tea, and we'll have a little talk."