Date: Thu, 02 Jun 2005 05:09:13 -0700
From: Phantasm
Subject: Jasons-Haven-12

Jason's Haven
by Phantasm

Warning

The following story is purely fictional. Any similarities to real persons or
events is strictly coincidental. This story contains graphic descriptions of
sexual acts between males of varying ages, including minors. If such
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mental, or sexual abuse of anyone, particularly minors.


Chapter Twelve

Summer break ended and school is now back in session. Nathan moved into
Phillip's room two weeks ago and they are now officially a couple. Phillip
has not let his relationship with Nathan interfere with his duties as
housekeeper and chef. I am pleased to see him so happy with his new
boyfriend. James, Phillip, and Nathan are all assigned to the first session
of school. This means that they start classes at 8:00am and end at Noon. The
second session starts at Noon and ends at 4:00pm.

I was down in my office taking care of some business matters with one of
ESEI's other enterprises when the boys arrived home from their first day of
school. James came running into my office and climbed into my lap. "What are
you working on Tim?" he asked.

"I am working on a new business plan for one of our enterprises." I replied.

"What's a business plan?" James asked curiously.

"Well, basically it is a written plan that describes how a company will
operate. The enterprise I am working on is having a lot of trouble so I am
creating a new way of doing business for them." I explained. "How was your
first day of school?" I asked.

"It was pretty cool." he replied. "It was nice to be able to go to school
again."

"Good. I am glad you like it. I want you to work hard at your studies,
James. You need an excellent education to manage a corporation like ESEI." I
explained.

"Do you have an example of a business plan I could see Tim?" he asked.

"I suppose so. Why?" I asked.

"I would like to try and create one and see if you like it." he replied.

James is mature far beyond his years but this seemed a bit over the top to
me. None the less, I decided to encourage his interests in business matters.
I pulled out the business plan for Jason's Haven and handed it to him. "Here
you go angel. I will look forward to reading what you come up with."

James took the business plan and ran up to his office. I returned to my
work, and my email monitor beeped at me. I opened my inbox and saw that one
of my recovery specialists in the States had forwarded a news article to me.
The article described the bust of a human trafficking ring. The ring was
kidnapping homeless gay youth from all across Canada and America and
smuggling them into Europe. They sold the young boys into sex slavery there.
The boys were forced to work in the brothels of Amsterdam's red light
district. If the boys did not generate enough money for their task masters,
they were disposed of.

The article said that this was only one of many rings believed to be
operating in North America. The FBI estimated that more than one hundred and
fifty of these boys were trafficked every year by such rings. Names of boys
believed to have been recently abducted where listed at the bottom of the
article. As I read the names, I figure out why this had caught the attention
of the recovery specialist. I saved the article to my hard drive and printed
a hard copy of it. I took out a highlighter and marked the listing 'Stefan
Hamilton - Miami'.

The irony of a boy who called me a pimp being kidnapped and sold into sex
slavery did not escape me. I called Allen and asked him to drop by for
lunch. I told him there was something I needed to discuss with him. I took
the printed article out to the rear deck and sat down at one of the tables.
Allen arrived a few minutes later and Nathan showed him backed to my table.
Phillip brought out a tray of sandwiches, chips, and sodas for lunch. I sent
Nathan to call James downstairs for lunch. The boys all sat down to join
Allen and myself at the table.

I read the article to Allen as we ate, and the boys sat and listened with
shock on their faces. When I finished the article, I told Allen about one of
the listed boys having interviewed with me in June and turned down the
offer. "Don't start beating yourself up over this boy Tim. He made his
choice." Allen reminded me.

"It's not just about Stefan. We are just not getting these kids off the
street fast enough." I complained.

"We only have four vacancies right now and we only have ten more boys aging
out before next summer. What else can we do? We can't handle any more than
two hundred and fifty boys at a time Tim." Allen replied.

"There has to be something we can do to be able to take in more boys. We
just have to figure out what it is." I stated. "Do we still have a
specialist in Amsterdam?" I asked.

"I believe so Tim. But he hasn't given us a referral in over two years."
Allen replied.

"What the hell are paying him for then?" I shouted.

"Your going to have to let this go Tim. You can not save the whole world."
Allen said in a very concerned tone.

"Well I can damn well try." I yelled as I got up and went back into my
office. I pulled up the company directory on the computer and located the
number for our Amsterdam specialist. I dialed the number for Arkin Breivik.

"Arkin Breivik. How may I help you?" Arkin said as he answered the call.

"Arkin, this is Tim Stevens at Jason's Haven."

"Yes Tim, what can I do for you?" he asked.

"Do you have any connections in the red-light district there?" I queried.

"I know a few people. Why?" he asked.

"There is an American boy name Stefan Hamilton who is believed to have been
forced into sex slavery there. He would be a relatively new arrival. I need
you to find him for me. I will fax you his photograph so you will know what
he looks like." I instructed.

"I will try Tim. But it will not be easy to find him." he replied.

"I don't want you to try Arkin. I want him found and I want him found now. I
don't care how much it costs. I just want him found." I demanded. "Call me
when you know something."

"I'll do the best I can Tim. I will call if I find out anything. What do you
plan to do if you find this boy?" he asked.

"I plan to bring him to Jason's Haven. If I have to buy him from his task
master then so be it." I informed him.

"I'll see what I can do Tim. Goodbye." he said before hanging up.

I called the specialist that was handling Stefan in Miami and asked him if
he had a picture of the boy in his files. He checked his files and told me
he did. I gave him Arkin's fax number and instructed him to fax the picture
right away. He told me he would take care of it and I ended the call. My
frustration level had hit its peak. I shut down the computer and went for a
walk on the beach to clear my head.

I walked the beach for a long time. Finally I sat down in the sand and began
to sob. I felt a hand grab my shoulder. "Why are you doing this to yourself
Tim?" Nathan asked as he took a seat beside me. "Do you know how many lives
have been saved on this island? Do you have any real idea of how much good
is done here Tim?" he asked.

"I know Nathan. I just let the evil in this world get me down. I just want
to protect all of those kids. I really care about them but I can't make the
evil go away no matter how hard I try." I said through my tears.

"And you never will Tim. There will always be evil in the world. But there
will always be goodness in the world as well. By the very nature of the work
you involve yourself in, you happen to see more of the evil than most people
see. But there are a lot of good people in this world Tim, and your one of
them." Nathan said as he tried to console me.

I took in a deep breath and breathed it out slowly. "Lord, grant me the
courage to change the things that I can, the strength to accept the things I
can not, and the wisdom to know the difference." I recited.

"Exactly, Tim." Nathan said as he put his arm around me. We sat together on
the beach for awhile and then Nathan stood up and helped my to my feet.
"Let's go home Tim."

Nathan and I walked back to the house and Phillip met us at the door. "Are
you feeling better Tim?" he asked in a concerned voice.

"Yes Phillip. Thank you for caring." I responded. "Where is James?" I asked.

"He's still up in his office. I asked him a little while ago to go swimming
with me but he said he was busy." Phillip answered.

I climbed the stairs and knocked at the door of James' office. "Come in."
James yelled out.

"What are you doing in here angel?" I asked.

"I am working on my business plan." he replied.

"Oh! How's it coming?" I asked.

"It's coming along nicely I think. But I don't want you to look at it until
I am finished okay?" he asked.

"Alright my love. Don't stay at it to long. You have homework to do." I
reminded him.

"I finished my homework." he replied. "But I won't work on this much longer
tonight. I promise." he said with a smile.

I closed the door and walked down to the kitchen to grab a soda. I suddenly
realized that seeing my angel's smile was already making me feel much
better. I walked out onto the deck and stretched out in a lounge chair to
relax until dinner. I called Allen and apologized for snapping at him
earlier. Me and the boys had a very relaxing dinner and the boys tried to
keep the conversation upbeat. I felt very fortunate to have such a wonderful
family that cared for me so much.

We had to make an early night of it because it was a school night. When it
was time for bed, we all said goodnight to one another in an exchange that
was eerily reminiscent of the Walton's. James and I headed to our bedroom
and crawled into bed. James rolled over on top of me and said "I wish there
was something I could do to make you feel better my love."

"There is." I responded in a pleading tone.

"And what might that be?" he asked with a sly grin.

"Make love to me. I want to feel you inside of me, angel." I whispered in
his ear. I wrapped my arms around him and he kissed me with wild abandon.
James messaged my chest until my nipples were rock hard. Then he alternated
between them, nibbling on each one. He kissed his way down my chest and
stomach before stopping at my bellybutton. He bathed my naval with his
tongue and my erection sprang to full mast. He continued on until he reached
my aching dick.

I felt his warm moist lips engulf my rod. He sucked me for a while as he
massaged my balls. Then he lifted my legs and I raised my knees to my chest
to expose my longing love tunnel. He grabbed the KY and spread a liberal
amount on my burning ass ring. He work a finger into my hole and lubed my
insides. He added another finger and then he massaged my prostate. His
probing fingers were driving me wild. He pulled his fingers out and lubed
his pulsing shaft.

He placed the head of his dick at my opening and began to push in. My ass
swallowed his dick greedily as he sank all the way in. He thrust his hips
back and forth at a steady pace for nearly ten minutes. He was hitting my
prostate with every stroke. I felt his shaft get bigger and harder in my ass
and then he exploded inside of me. "Unnnnnnnhhhhhhhh" he cried out as he
pumped his love juice into me.

I reached the breaking point and groaned loudly as my dick began to pulse
and cum shot from my dick in four long ropes which covered my chest and
abdomen. I wrapped my legs around his waist and held him inside me as I
milked his adolescent member with my anal muscles. James collapsed on top of
me and kissed me. When we broke the kiss, he tried to pull out of me but I
held him inside me with my legs. He eventually went soft and slid out of my
ass. I rolled him over beside me and held him as we drifted off to sleep.

A week and a half passed by and James spent most of his afternoons and
evenings up his office. He made time every evening to swim with me or sit
with me in the hot tub. So I could not complain about his working on his
business plan. I was really starting to get excited about reading it when he
was finished. Something had certainly captured his imagination and I could
hardly wait to find out what it was. I was working in my office late in the
week while the boys were at school. Suddenly the phone rang with an
off-island ring-tone.

"Jason's Haven, this is Tim. How may I help you?" I said answering the call.

"Tim, It's Arkin Breivik. Your not going to believe this but I found your
boy. He is working out of a brothel down on Achternburgwal in the red-light
district. The man that purchased him said he needed at least two hundred
thousand dollars to let the boy go." Arkin informed me.

"That's incredible news Arkin. Make the deal and get the boy to a safe place
until I can come and get him." I replied.

"I will call you back in an hour or so and let you know how everything went.
Goodbye." He said as he hung up the phone. I quickly dialed Allen's number.

"This is Allen, how may I help you?"

"Allen, it's me Tim. Do you remember me talking to you about the boy that
was kidnapped and forced into sex slavery?" I asked.

"I thought we had finished with all that nonsense Tim." he said in an
irritated tone.

"Well, you better be sitting down my friend. I had our guy in Amsterdam look
for him and I just got word that the boy was found. He will be safe in a
couple of hours if all goes well." I stated.

"Well I'll be damned." Allen responded.

"I may be too, but I am headed for the Netherlands. Have the ground crew
prepare the plane. Tell them to be ready to go in two hours." I instructed.

"Are you sure this is a good idea Tim?" he asked.

"No. But I am going anyway. If there is a chance to save that boy I am not
going to pass it up. Tell the pilot he will need a co-pilot because we will
be flying to a private airstrip in Utrecht. Have him file the flight plan
under the corporate name "Euro-Tronics" with the Netherlands officials. He
also needs to file a flight plan in Miami under the corporate name of ESEI."
I stated.

"Okay Tim. I don't like this but I will handle it. Goodbye." He said before
hanging up. An hour later the boys arrived home from school and I filled
them in on my plans to be gone for several days. I did not give them any
details except to say that I was going to try and convince a boy who was in
trouble to leave Miami and come to the island. I wasn't lying. I was just
bending the truth a little bit. James went upstairs and packed my bag for me
and sat it by the front door.

A half hour later the phone rang with an off-island ring-tone. "Jason's
Haven, this is Tim. How may I help you?"

"Tim, it's me Arkin. The boy is safe with me, what should I do now?" he
asked.

"Get him to Utrecht and make sure the customs officers there are not going
to be a problem." I instructed.

"No problem. I usually find them very cooperative." he chuckled. "When will
you be arriving?" he asked.

"We will be landing around 4:15am local time. Have the boy ready to board
the plane. We will not be staying on the ground long." I insisted.

"And what should I tell the boy?" he asked.

"Tell him that Tim Stevens from Jason's Haven is coming to take him home to
Miami. What happens after that will be his choice." I instructed.

"I will see you at 4:15am then. Have a safe flight. Goodbye." he said before
hanging up.

I went upstairs and talked with James. I held him for a few minutes and then
kissed him goodbye. "I love you James with all my heart. Don't ever forget
that." I said as I walked back downstairs. I told Nathan and Phillip goodbye
and that I would see them in a few days. I went out to the quad and raced
off to the airstrip. I got into my traveling clothes and headed for the
plane.

"Are all of the arrangements in place?" I asked the pilot.

"Everything is in order sir. We are fully fueled and ready to go." he
replied.

"Then let's roll." I said as I boarded the plane. Within minutes, the jet
was screeching off of the runway. The flight took ten hours but we finally
arrive at Utrecht and Arkin met us at the plane with Stefan in tow. "You've
saved a life today Arkin. You're a good man." I said as I shook his hand. I
quickly ushered Stefan aboard the plane and told the pilot to get us the
hell outta there as soon as refueling was completed.

"It's really good to see you sir. I don't know how to thank you for rescuing
me. They threatened to kill me. They made me have sex all day every day.
With all kinds of disgusting men." he said as he broke down in tears.

"Shhhhhhhhhh. You just rest now. We will talk later." I said as I put my arm
around the trembling boy. The cabin phone buzzed and I answered it. The
pilot told me we were refueled and ready to go. I instructed him to fly us
back over Jason's Haven before heading to Miami. I wanted the tower at Miami
to track our incoming flight just like one of our normal flights.

Stefan and I both slept for the entire fourteen hour flight to Miami. We
arrived in Miami at 10:30am. God how I hate to fly back against time. It is
very disorienting. I woke Stefan and told him he had to stay on the plane
until it was hidden inside my private hanger. I got off the plane and
climbed into my towncar. Marcus drove us to a gas station just outside the
airport. Within minutes, our shuttle van arrived and I got Stefan out of the
van and into the car. We headed down the road to my Miami residence.

When we reached the house, we both went inside and I walked Stefan into my
office. "How are you feeling Stefan?" I asked.

"I am feeling much better now sir. Thank you again for rescuing me. What do
we do next?" he asked cautiously.

"Well, that all depends on what you want." I replied.

"What 'I' want? Arkin said that you bought me for two hundred thousand
dollars." he stated.

"I did." I replied.

"Well then, you own me. You tell me what you want me to do." he said.

"I bought you out of slavery because it is the only way I could get you out
of danger without having a lot of really bad guys looking to kill me." I
explained. "I don't own you Stefan. No one has the right to own another
human being. You are free to do whatever you want." I explained.

"What are my options then sir?" he asked.

"You are free to leave whenever you want. I will have my driver take you
anywhere in the city you want to go if that is what you want. You are also
free to accept the offer I made back in June which is to come and live on
Jason's Haven. It's entirely up to you." I stated.

"And what about the two hundred thousand dollars? Would I have to pay that
back if I choose to stay in Miami?" he asked.

"You don't owe me anything whether you stay here or go back with me." I
assured him.

"And I would not have to have sex with men on the island?" he asked in
disbelief.

"Not unless you just want to. But no money will be made from sex. I can
guarantee you that." I stated.

"Then I think I would like to go to the island with you if that's alright
sir."

"It's perfectly alright. As long as you stop calling me sir. My name is
Tim." I quipped.

To be continued...