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            Operation Angel Rescue

by Erastes
Copyright 2019 by Erastes
Chapter 6 – New Possibilities.

When I woke up the next morning, I still had my arm wrapped around Dakota’s waist and my face was buried in his hair.  The steady rhythm of his breathing made it sound as if he was purring and I couldn’t believe how much I enjoyed being here with him like this.  He was adorable, fun to be around, and a sexual equal.  He knew as well as I did what he needed to do to make me feel good, and he was quite talented at pulling it off as well.  It made me hesitantly acknowledge that he might be correct – maybe it was possible for us to fall in love after just a couple of days. 

I didn’t move for fear of waking him, but it was also because I was enjoying being so close to his sleeping form and holding him.  If I’d merely judged him based on my first impression, I’d have thought he was a fragile and weak individual, but he was far stronger and much more resilient than he first appeared.  He’d also had the courage to run away from an impossible situation at home and had survived on his own, but now he appeared to be just as content to let me take care of him, although I had to play by his rules.  I was reluctant about doing that at first, but now I was glad that he’d forced me to relinquish some of my outdated ideas about him merely because of his age. 

We must have remained like that for another twenty minutes, and then he began to stir.  When he opened his eyes and looked up at me, a big smile formed on his lips before he spoke. 

“Whacha lookin’ at?” 

“My beautiful boyfriend.” 

“Boyfriend?  Do ya really mean that?”  He was already bouncing up and down in childish excitement. 

“Yes, I believe I do.  I never would have guessed I’d be willing to admit it, seeing the difference in our ages, but I think you’re right.  I enjoy being with you too and you consume my every thought, so maybe it is possible to fall in love in just a few days.” 

“See, I told ya.”

“Yes, you did.”

“So now we can start doin’ other stuff too, cuz I really want you to fuck me.” 

“Let’s not rush things.  I’m sure it will happen, but let’s not force it.  I want to wait for the right moment, one when we both feel its right.” 

“K, as long as you keep doin’ the other things with me.”

“I promise, but I think it’s time to eat.  I’m sure you must be hungry, so what would you like for breakfast this morning?”

“Pancakes and the other stuff we had yesterday.” 

“Two days in a row?”

“Yeah, cuz I really liked it.” 

“Ok, but I want you to start thinking about something different to have tomorrow.  Oh, and before you come downstairs, pack all of your old clothes into your backpack and we’ll throw it into the trash, because there’s nothing worth saving.” 

“Oh, ok.  I can do that now that you bought me the other stuff.”

I threw on a pair of sweats and got ready to go downstairs to fix our meal and I told Dakota to put something on before he packed up his old clothes and came down to join me.  He started to protest about having to get dressed by saying he liked having me look at him while he was walking around without anything on, but I wasn’t buying it.  I told him if he wanted to eat then he’d have to be wearing something, and not just his underwear.  He finally gave in and went over to his room to slip into a pair of sweats as well, and then he came bounding down the stairs as I was getting things ready. 

“What do you want me to do with this?” he said as he held up his backpack.

“There’s a large trash can in the garage, so you can just throw it in there.”

After he had done that, I had him wash up and then we sat down to eat.  When we finished, we went up to our bedrooms, but not for the same reason.  I was preparing to get dressed, while Dakota sat down at his computer to play games.  When I was ready, I stopped by his room to let him know what I was going to do next.  

“I’m heading outside to sit in the fresh air for a while.” 

“Ok, I’ll join you when I’m done.” 

He went back to playing his game and I left to go outdoors.  I’ve never liked being cooped up in the house for very long, so I sat on the lawn swing and glided back and forth as I tried to put the past forty-eight hours into perspective.  Normally I would have read my book while I was sitting out here like this, but not today.  There were more pressing issues to consider. 

I don’t know how long I’d been out there lost in my thoughts, but before long I felt someone sit down beside me.  I hadn’t seen or heard him approach, but I knew when he sat down on the swing because it slightly changed the rhythm of my back and forth motion. 

“Did you finish playing your games?” I asked to break the silence.

“Yeah, I did.”  His answer was short and to the point. 

“I’m glad to hear that.” 

Neither of us said anything else for a few minutes and merely sat side by side as we swung back and forth.  Finally, he spoke. 

“I figured I could play the games again after dark, cuz I’d rather be here with you right now.” 

I smiled inwardly knowing it was a huge concession for a teen to give up playing games so he could hang out with someone much older.  “I’m glad you made that choice”

We sat there swinging back and forth some more without saying anything to each other until Dakota mentioned something else.  “You know there are other boys out there like me.”

“Like you how?”

“They’re having sex with men too, so they won’t have to go back home or someplace even worse.”

“Yes, I realize that, but it’s not easy being able to find or help them.  You were lucky, because you came to the attention of a very compassionate cop.”

“I know, and I want to thank him for getting you to help me.” 

“We can call him when we go inside so you can do that.” 

“I’d rather do it when we see him again, if that’s ok?” 

“Yes, that would be fine.”

He glanced up at my face and smiled.  “You know, I might be able to find some of those other boys and I could tell them what you’ve done for me.  Do you think you might want to help them too?” 

“Does that mean you wouldn’t mind sharing me?” 

“I still want you to be my boyfriend so we can do stuff, but I hate thinkin’ ‘bout them havin’ to live like that.  I was always scared that some guy was gonna hurt me, or maybe even kill me, cuz I’ve seen stuff like that on the news.  I don’t want anything like that to happen to any of those boys either, cuz they’re kind of like me.  I just didn’t think I should try to find them unless I knew you were gonna let them come here, or that you’d be able to find someplace just as good.”

“Well, I could help a few more, depending on how many there are in this situation.”  I looked at Dakota’s face to see his reaction.

“I met five other boys like me, but I don’t think two of them would want to do anything like this.  They’re a little older and more suspicious of people who tell them they want to help.  I think both of them have been in a group home, foster care, or jail before, because they don’t trust grown-ups, ‘specially cops.”

“Yes, I’m sure some of those boys have been treated just as badly by the system as they were at home.”

“I figured you’d do this if you could.”

“I would, but I’m not even sure how I’m going to be able to pull it off with you.  Legally I could get into trouble for harboring a runaway, and I’m not sure if I’ll be able to enroll you in school seeing I’m not your parent or guardian.  Hell, if you get hurt I won’t even be able to sign to have you treated at the hospital.” 

“So what are we going to do?” 

“I’ve talked to Paul about this and he’s going to check with some of his friends to see if they have any suggestions.” 

“That’s your cop friend, right?”

“Yes, and he’s going to try to help me make this work.” 

“And if he does, do you think we could help those other boys too?  I know it’s gonna be expensive, and I don’t want you going broke just cuz you’re tryin’ to help a bunch of other boys like me.”

“Oh, I doubt I’ll go broke.  I have plenty of resources.”

“But prob’ly not that much.”  He eyed me suspiciously now to judge my reaction.

“Well I might not do quite as much for them as I’ve done for you, so do you think they’d still want to come?” 

His face broke into a grin.  “I think some of them will, but I’m not sure about all of ‘em.”

“Ok, then let’s wait until I hear from Paul.  If he comes up with some ideas about how I might pull this off legally, then I just might give it a try.”

“Do you think we should have a name for it?”

“What do you mean by that?”

“You know, like the army does when it goes to war or the FBI for one of its operations.  Shouldn’t we have like a code name for this too?” 

I thought about it for a second before responding.  “You know, I think you’re absolutely correct.  We should have a name for it.  Do you have any suggestions?”

“Not really,” he said, but I could see the wheels turning in his head.  “How ‘bout you?  Can you think of a good name to use?”

“Why don’t we take some time to think about this while I start fixing lunch?  Maybe we’ll come up with something before bedtime.” 

Dakota agreed and I went to find something for us to eat.  When we finally sat down at the table, Dakota began telling me about the other boys he knew. 

“Jamie is younger than me.  I think he’s twelve, but he’s been on his own longer than I was.  I think he said he left home in April.  Glen is thirteen like me, but he wouldn’t tell any of us how long he’s been livin’ on his own.  I heard a rumor that he ran away a year ago, but I don’t know how he made it through the winter.  That was somethin’ I was startin’ to worry about too.”  

“Yes, being homeless during the winter can be rough.”

“Yeah, that’s why I was worried.  Laine’s already fourteen and I think he’s been hustlin’ since March.  That’s what he calls having sex with guys for money.  He told me that on nights when it got cold out he’d tell a guy he’d have sex with him, but only if he could stay at his place all night or he would hafta rent a motel room.  He told me he would end up having sex with the guy more than once to pay for staying there, but he figured it was the price he had to pay for keeping warm.  I was thinking I’d have to do the same thing, but now that I’m living here I won’t have to worry about it any more.”  He gave me a small grin and a quick hug to let me know how grateful he was.

“Isaac is fifteen, maybe even sixteen now, and Chuck is a little older than Isaac.  I don’t think either of them would want to come here to live, cuz they both told me they’re straight and are only doin’ this stuff for the money.  They don’t trust no one either and just have sex to get by.  I think they mostly steal to get what they need, though, and sometimes they sell what they steal for money, and that’s what they live on.”

“Did you boys all stay together?  Is that how you know so much about them?” 

“I stayed with them for a while, but I left when Isaac and Chuck started getting’ bossy.  They were getting’ like my stepdad, and they wanted me to give them some of the money I made if I wanted to stay there.  They was livin’ in an old buildin’ that nobody used any more.” 

“So did the other boys live with them too?”

“I met Laine there, cuz he showed up when I was stayin’ with them, but he left when I did cuz he didn’t want to give them any of his money either.  I met Glen later, when we was both lookin’ for a place to sleep, and then he took me to meet Jamie, but they were livin’ in different places.  They told me they keep movin’ around so nobody will complain about them hangin’ out in one spot too long, but I know where they like to go.  I can prob’ly find them, if you want me to.” 

“Maybe in time, but I need to hear from Paul first.”

I continued asking Dakota a few more questions about each of the boys so I would know whom I’d be willing to help.  I already had a feeling that I couldn’t trust the older pair to live with us, because they might end up robbing me blind.  Dakota swore the younger boys were more like him and wouldn’t do anything like steal from me, but I still wanted to meet them first so I could judge that for myself. 

Since it might be a while before I heard from Paul and we’d be able to do this, I moved it all to the back of my mind for future reference.  For now I’d just focus on Dakota and see if I could get him straightened out first.

In the meantime I decided we’d go grocery shopping and get the items I’d put on the list earlier.  Of course, Dakota wanted to go with me because he didn’t want to leave my side, but I wouldn’t have wanted to leave him alone at the house anyway.  It’s not that I didn’t trust him, but if he got hurt while I was gone and I wasn’t there to help him then I’d feel awful. 

The grocery store I went to was about a half hour away, so we got in the SUV and I drove there.  Seeing I lived in the country nothing was close by, but I didn’t mind.  I liked the peace and quiet and being able to go outside to do whatever I wanted.  Hell, I could even run around naked if that’s what I desired, but I wouldn’t tell Dakota this because he’d probably do it.  I could also understand why some of the earliest settlers complained that they needed ‘elbow room’ whenever others started moving too close to them or the population grew too large. 

By the time we’d pushed the grocery cart up and down every aisle and had selected each of the items on the list, we had a cartful.  I always bought more than I needed so I wouldn’t have to do this again in a few days, and now we checked out and loaded it all into the SUV.  Dakota helped me carry everything inside when we got to the house, and even helped me to unpack it and put the perishables away. 

“It’s a good thing you got such a large refrigerator,” he announced. 

“I bought it intentionally so I wouldn’t have to go shopping very often.  The two doors at the top are for the refrigerator, and the bottom two doors are for the freezer.  I wanted a large freezer section because that would help to keep the meats and vegetables longer.”

When we finished, I told him he could go play games again or watch TV while I was putting the canned and boxed goods away.  I could tell he didn’t want to leave me, but eventually he gave in and headed to the family room to see what was on TV. 

When I finished putting away those items, I went to join Dakota in the family room.  I quickly discovered that he was watching an old episode of The Brady Bunch, and shortly after I sat down he turned to me and spoke. 

“We could be like them too, if the other boys came here to live.” 

“But unlike Mike Brady I wouldn’t have a wife with three daughters, and we wouldn’t have a maid.” 

“Yeah, but you’d still be like Mike Brady with a bunch of sons.” 

“Yes, like he was before he met Carol and hired Alice.”

“And I think it would be fun havin’ a bunch of brothers.”

“Brothers can fight a lot too.” 

“Yeah, but I really liked it when I was with ‘em, cuz I never had a brother before.”

“And I’ve never had a son before, and now you want me to have four or more sons in just a few weeks.” 

He giggled.  “Yeah, but you’ll like it too, cuz I’ll bet they’ll run around the house naked just like me.” 

“And what if they want to have sex with me as well, seeing they’re used to having sex with men?” 

Suddenly his entire demeanor changed.  I guess he hadn’t thought about that.  He toyed with the idea for a while before he answered.

“I only want you to do that stuff with me.” 

“But if they’ve been having sex with men too, and if they like it as much as you do, then they might want to do it with me as well.” 

“Dang, I don’t wanna share you.” 

“But you’re the one who brought up the idea that I should take them in.” 

“Yeah, but just to help them out, not to blow or fuck ‘em.”

“I didn’t plan on doing that with you either, but you kept at me until I gave in, so maybe they’ll do the same thing.”

“Why does this have to be so complicated?”

“Life is complicated.”

“Yeah, but I just want to help them, not share you.”

“But you have to consider that as well.”  

“Did you think about that kinda stuff before you let me come here to live?” 

“I did, but I thought I would be able to say ‘no’ and then stick by it, but then you found a way to make me change my mind.” 

“Then just don’t do that with them.” 

“I tried not doing it with you too, but I obviously failed.” 

“I’m glad you did, but can’t you be stronger with them?”

“I can try, but I can’t make any promises.  You’ve already proven to me that I’m not as strong as I thought I was and that I don’t have a great deal of willpower.”

“Man, maybe I’m gonna have to change my mind then, cuz I really like havin’ you all to myself.” 

“I’ve noticed that, so you’d better think about this some more.” 

“Yeah, I guess I will.”

He went back to watching the program and I sat with him, but I spent the time thinking about the things we’d just talked about.  Did I really want to take in more boys?  And what would I do if they wanted to have sex with me, and how would Dakota react?  Hell, I didn’t think I’d even have sex with him, but now that I’ve broken that barrier and developed feelings for him, as well as realizing he has the same feelings for me, maybe it would happen again.  I can no longer rule out that possibility, since it had already happened to me once.  I’ve always liked helping kids, but I’d never had sex with one until I met Dakota, so now who says it won’t happen again. 

I didn’t realize it, but not only had that episode finished, but he had watched another one after that.  When it ended, Dakota looked at me and spoke.  “Was you even watchin’ the TV, cuz you didn’t look like you was?” 

“Actually, I was thinking about something else.” 

“Yeah, I figured you was.” 

“I guess maybe I should go out and start fixing something for dinner.  I didn’t realize how late it was already.” 

“K, I’ll just stay here until it’s ready.” 

“That’s fine and I’ll call you when it’s time to eat.  Is there anything you’d like to have this evening?”   

“We haven’t had spaghetti yet.” 

“No, we haven’t, so I’ll whip up some spaghetti and meatballs.  Do you like garlic bread?” 

“Don’t know.  I don’t think I’ve ever had it before.”

“Ok, I’ll fix that so you can try it, and I’ll fix a salad for each of us as well.  How does that sound?”

“Great!” 

“I’ll probably be calling you in about a half hour,” I added just before heading out to the kitchen. 

I was glad I had a bag of frozen meatballs in the freezer.  After I set the temperature on the oven, I retrieved the bag with the meatballs, placed them on a cookie sheet, and put them in the oven.  I grabbed a loaf of garlic bread too and placed it on a pizza pan before putting it in the oven.  I then boiled a pot of water, dumped a jar of spaghetti sauce into another pan and started to heat that up too, and then I got out the box of spaghetti.  While the water and sauce were heating up, I fixed two bowls of salad, and when the water came to a boil I stuck the uncooked spaghetti in it. 

It was an easy meal to prepare and came together fairly quickly, so before long I was calling Dakota to the table.  I added four meatballs to each plate of spaghetti, but he ended up taking a couple more before he was done.  He also devoured half a loaf of the garlic bread and the salad, along with the spaghetti. 

“What was that dressing you put on my salad this time?  It was really good.” 

“It was just olive oil and vinegar, but I’m glad you liked it.” 

“Yeah, I wanna have it again sometime, but I never saw that on one of the bottles of dressin’.” 

“That’s because I mixed it myself.  I had a bottle of olive oil and another with apple cider and I just mixed them together.  I’m glad you liked it and I’ll be happy to fix it for you again.”

“Thanks.”

After we finished eating, we cleaned up the mess and Dakota went up to his room to play games on the computer.  While he was doing that, I wondered how long it would be before Paul called and if he’d have any ideas to help me protect myself.  I’d been trying to come up with a few possibilities on my own, but I didn’t know if they’d be any more legal than what I was doing now.  I certainly didn’t want to break any laws, because then the chances of me keeping Dakota would be almost nil and I certainly didn’t want that to happen. 

I also toyed with the idea of calling Paul, but I knew he would have called me if he’d found anything out.  Therefore, I just bided my time and waited for him to call me.  Unlike Paul, I didn’t want to call him and become a pest. 

A couple of hours later I went upstairs and stopped by Dakota’s room before heading to my own.  “I’m going to shower and then read for a while before going to sleep.” 

“Then I’ll shower too, cuz I want you to read to me.” 

“Ok, then I’ll wait until you join me.” 

“I meant I was gonna shower with you, silly.” 

“Oh, so now you’re totally taking over my room and moving in?” 

“Not totally, just at night when I shower and sleep with ya.” 

“Oh, that’s definitely better,” I joked as he walked toward me and I reached out to tousle his hair. 

“Why do you keep doin’ that?”

“Probably because I like the feel of your hair, but it’s also my way of letting you know that I care about you.” 

“You do that when we’re having sex too.” 

“But this is something I can also do in public.”

“Oh, ok.”

He then followed me over to my bedroom and we both got undressed before heading into the bathroom.  After I’d adjusted the water, we stepped into the stall and he washed me first this time.  When he got down to my privates, he took my penis into his mouth again, but this time he didn’t stop.  He played with my balls and nodded back and forth in rapid succession on my dick until I knew I was getting close.  I didn’t want it to end in here, so I pulled away from him. 

“Hey, whacha doin’?” he demanded while frowning. 

“I’d rather do this in bed.” 

Suddenly his face brightened.  “Ok, then I’ll finish washin’ ya.” 

Once he had washed both of my legs, I started cleaning him quickly, and although he sprouted wood the second I touched his penis, I didn’t do anything more to that area.  I’d take care of it after we got in bed.  As soon as I had washed every inch of his body, I turned off the water and we got out to dry off, and then we headed into the bedroom.  After I pulled back the bedding, I asked a question. 

“How do you want to do this?”

“Let’s sixty-nine.” 

“Ok, that’s fine with me.” 

We got into position with him on top, and then we greedily attacked each other’s penis like two dogs jumping on a pair of bones.  In a way it was an appropriate analogy, except we were jumping on a pair of boners.  We bobbed up and down on those throbbing pieces of flesh and did our best to bring each other pleasure, and Dakota dumped his load well before I was ready.  I eagerly drank it down and enjoyed every drop, and to his credit he went back to working on me just as soon as the final pleasurable spasms had finished wracking his body.  He kept it up until I ejaculated into his mouth as well, and then he continued sucking on it until he had drained every once of fluid from my wilting organ. 

As soon as he finished, he crawled up beside me and started kissing me again.  It was even more passionate than the night before and we eagerly attacked each other’s mouth as our tongues dueled.  He was an incredible kisser and I couldn’t get enough of him as my hands stroked his naked body.  At one point I realized that I’d managed to reach down far enough so I could slip a finger into his butt hole and he moaned in pleasure when I did it. 

“Fuck me.  Please?” 

“I can’t do it tonight because I’ve already cum.” 

“But I can do it more than once.” 

“Yes, that’s because you’re still young, but it won’t always be like that.  I can’t do it more than once any longer, at least not without taking some time in between to recharge my batteries.” 

“Then we’ll do it tomorrow night.” 

“We’ll see.” 

He then rested his head on my shoulder, and even though I don’t usually sleep this way, we both dozed off and spent the night in that position.  Maybe I will be changing my sleeping habits after all. 

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I wish to extend my thanks to Emoe and Donny for editing these chapters for me and offering their suggestions. 

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http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/different-points-of-view/

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/a-throw-away-kid/

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-guardian/

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/chance-of-a-lifetime/

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/all-the-worlds-a-stage/

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/watching-noah-grow/

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Although the boys in these stories sometimes have unprotected sex, I strongly urge all of you out there to be smart and protect yourselves from various sexually transmitted diseases by using taking appropriate precautions before engaging in sex.