Date: Sat, 9 Aug 2014 13:49:53 -0400 From: RANDY WIGGINS Subject: MISSING - CH 1 - GAY/ADULT YOUTH This is a fictional story/ series and is explicit in nature so if you don't like reading about men and boys get lost. Then again if you didn't like this stuff you wouldn't be here at all would you? Either way, enjoy and let me know what you think. Be sure to donate to Nifty to keep the archive available and free. Thanks! rwig@hotmail.com Legal stuff: The story is mine so don't steal it or I'll be pissed. If you have a few extra bucks be sure and donate to Nifty to keep the archive a free site. Thanks RClayton MISSING 1 BY: RClayton ONE Jaden rode past the Gunner mansion on his way to school. The old house took up the better part of a block near his school. He had never been inside the old place, mostly out of fear, but also because his dad said the place was very dangerous. Haunted too, from the looks of it, Jaden thought. He pushed his foot down on the brake pedal to take the turn down his street and the chain popped off, dragging the street while he brought the ten speed to a stop. "Stupid fuck!" Jaded said as he let the bike drop to the grass of Old Lady Hunter's place. He looked up to the front porch to make sure the mean old woman wasn't coming for him. He was more afraid of her than he was of the Gunner place. He had seen her pitch a hissy fit before, more than once it had even been aimed at him! "Need some help?" Jaden jumped in fright and turned around to see who had spoken to him. "Sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you." The man said. He was tall, well over six feet, and heavy set, but not all that fat. The man wore Rayban sunglasses and had thick brown hair. His clothes were new; jeans and a button up shirt, all blue and freshly cleaned. "It's okay. My chain broke." Jaden said. He pushed his thick, long and curly blond hair from his eyes. He stood, holding his bike, not noticing that he had smeared grease on his denim shorts and his right leg. "I always hated when that happened. I got hit by a car when I was your age because my chain slipped and I couldn't slow down in time." The man said. He smiled and looked Jaden up and down, liking what he saw. "Damn, did you get hurt bad?" Jaden asked. He had all but forgotten about the bike. He knew the man was looking at him. It wasn't uncomfortable but he wasn't sure if he liked the attention the man was giving him, either. "Broke my left leg pretty bad. I still have trouble with my knee when it gets cold or wet." The man said. He leaned against the telephone poll a few feet from Jaden. "My Name is Ray." "Nice to meet you, sir." Jaden said. He brought his attention back to his bike as he went to one knee on the curb. "We can take it up to the garage behind the house and fix it up if you like." The man said. "I don't know... Where do you live?" Jaden said. He looked around to see if there were any other people in the area. He didn't see a single person within a block in either direction, which was weird for this time of the morning. "Right here, actually." The man said as he pointed to Mrs. Hunter's house. "It's my aunt's house but she isn't living here any more." "Old Lady Hunter is your aunt?" Jaden asked surprised. He didn't think she had any family. "Yeah. I can tell you have the same fear of the old girl too." The man said. He laughed softly. "My mother had to have her placed in a nursing home last week. Aunt Agnes fell and broke her hip." "That's too bad." Jaden said. He felt sorry for all the mean things he had thought about the old woman. "Not really. She was an old bitch and everybody, including my mom, knew it." Ray said. "Oh." Jaden said. He felt very awkward standing in front of the woman's house hearing her nephew refer to her as a bitch. Plus, he realized, he was late for school now. "Damn." "What's wrong?" The man asked. "I'm late for school." Jaden replied. He took the broken chain in hand and tied it to the bar under the seat. He would have to push the bike to school and deal with it after classes. He stood back up and worked his back pack onto his shoulders again. He had dropped it when the man had spoken to him. "Come on, I'll help you fix it." The man began walking up the perfectly kept yard that Mrs. Hunter had been so obsessive over. "I don't know. I need to get to school." Jaden said. He stood with his hands on the handle bars. Grease was now on his new Old Navy shirt which would really piss his mom off. "It won't take long." Ray said. Not being all that big a fan of school anyway, Jaden shrugged and pushed the bike up the narrow driveway. The garage was full of boxes and an old Ford Mustang convertible. "Cool car." Jaden said as he pushed his bike to the end of the garage where a work bench had been set up against the back wall. "Thanks. I've been trying to restore it for a few years now. It's a `67 model." Ray said as he ran a hand along the primer painted front fender. "I hope to have it painted before the end of the month." "Cool." Jaden said. He began to relax about accepting the offer of help. The man seemed friendly and safe enough. "Let's set the bike up here." The man said. He helped Jaden move the bike up onto the bench in a wheels up position. "This is a pretty old bike." Ray said. "Yeah, it was my brother's when he was a kid. He gave it to me before he went in the Army." Jaden said. He remembered the day Carl had told him that he could have the bike. That had been three years before. "Where is your brother stationed now?" Ray asked. He examined the chain where it had broken. "He...he died last year." Jaden said. "I'm sorry to hear that." Ray said. "You know, you never told me your name." "I'm sorry. I'm Jaden Monroe." Jaden held a greasy hand out to shake. Ray took the boy's soft, greasy hand without a second thought. "It's nice to meet you Jaden." "You too, Ray." Jaden said. He smiled for the first time since leaving his house that morning. "Well, we have a problem here buddy." Ray let the ruined chain drop to the Formica covered work bench. "What?" Jaden asked. "This chain is done. Looks like we'll have to go to the hardware store and get a new one." "Oh, well, don't worry about it. My dad can fix it tonight when he gets home from work." Jaden said. He went to move the bike off the bench. Ray moved behind Jaden quickly. "I don't think so, Jaden." "What?" Jaden said as he began to turn around. Ray wrapped one arm around the boy's body, holding his arms down and placed the other over Jaden's mouth. "You aren't going anywhere for a while, my new friend." Jaden got scared, fast. In an instant he knew he had fucked up big time. He tried to fight his way free of the large man. "Settle down, Jaden. I'm not going to hurt you." Ray said as he held the boy tighter. "I'll move my hand if you promise not to scream." Ray said. "You promise?" Jaden settled down, giving into the man because he knew he wouldn't be able to work his way free. He nodded his head. "Good boy." Ray said. He removed his hand from Jaden's mouth. "What do you want with me?" Jaden asked. His voice was soft. "Several things, actually." Ray said. He pulled a remote control from his pants pocket and pointed it to the garage door and pushed the close button. Jaden could hear the electric motor run as the metal door slid into place, closing him off inside the garage with the man. He held still so he wouldn't make the man angry with him. The tears burned his eyes but he kept blinking them back, trying to be brave. "Relax, Jaden." Ray said. The man's voice had deepened. "I promise I won't hurt you. Not unless you make me. I'm going to let you go now so don't try anything stupid." Jaded nodded again. Ray removed his arm from the boy's waist with a short grope at the boy's crotch. "I like to spend time with boys like you, Jaden. "I bet." Jaden said. He had heard stories about men like Ray. He may be almost fourteen but he wasn't stupid. Ray was going to make him have sex with him. He had thought about such things himself but it had always been Jamie or Josh that he had wanted to do it with, not an older man he didn't even know, and not because he was being forced to do it. "You sound resigned to whatever happens, Jaden." Ray said. He sounded amused. "You're going to rape me, right?" Jaden asked. "I wouldn't call it rape. Besides, there is so much more I want from you than just sex." "Like what?" Jaden asked. "I want to be your friend, Jaden. I want you to want to be with me." Ray said. He leaned against the front of the Mustang. "If you wanted to be my friend, why'd you do this? Grab me and all?" "I didn't want you to leave me." "You could have asked." Jaden said. "Would you have stayed willingly?" Ray asked. "No." Jaden replied. "That is why I did what I did. I won't let you go, Jaden. Not now, not ever. I've been watching you, you know. Everyday for the last month or so. You would ride by and stare at the empty mansion, then ride on down the road to school. I'd make sure I was where I could watch you ride home again as well." Jaden looked around the dark structure. If there was a weapon, he couldn't see what it could be. "I removed everything. Locked it up." Ray said. "Ok." Jaden said. "Jaden, you are my boy now. I want you to forget everything outside this property. Hell, we aren't going to be here that much longer either, for that matter." "What do you mean?" Jaden asked. "Well, you see, we are going over to the mansion when it gets dark outside. The old lady's house kind of stinks. I guess it's her body rotting away." Ray said. He smiled at Jaden. "She wasn't your aunt at all, was she?" "Actually, yeah, she was. I just hated the old bitch so I killed her. This house was a good hideout until the body got ripe." Jaden shivered. "You're crazy." Ray looked hard at Jaden before throwing his hand forward. Jaden slammed into the bench with the force of the slap. He grabbed the side of his face with one hand. He felt the tears again but didn't try to hold back now. It wouldn't matter any way. "That wasn't a very nice thing to say, Jaden." Ray said. He rubbed his hands together. "I'm sorry about the slap, but you made me angry." He stared at Jaden's red, tear streaked face. "Apologize." "Fuck you." Jaden said. His fear was turning into anger. WHAP! Jaden fell to his knees on the concrete floor. "Apologize, now!" Ray yelled. He had his fists balled up at his sides, ready to strike again. "I..I'm sorry!" Jaden said. He looked up at the man. "I'll never let you touch me." "Then I'll just take what I want. Oh, and you will like it. Sooner or later. You'll beg for it." Ray said. He could feel his cock harden in his jeans. He felt glad that the boy had decided to make things rough for himself. It would be so much more fun this way.. TO BE CONTINUED... Other Nifty stories by RClayton: ADULT YOUTH - LITTLE ADVENTURES, MISSING HIGH SCHOOL - THE COMIC BOOK KID