Date: Sun, 30 Jul 2006 19:23:59 -0700 (PDT) From: zanhoweser Mackington Subject: Sam The Delinquent 09 Disclaimer: Do not read if you do not care for fictional m/b situations. The characters are not real. Any comments may be sent to: zanmountain@yahoo.com -- AFTER THE FIRE -- The night had an orange glow. Crackling wood could be heard. Tony and Mr. Fauck looked at the roaring fire from the front yard. All the neighbors came out to gawk at the fire trucks and hoses. The two men could feel the heat from the yard! "I can't believe Sam's attitude!" said Tony "If you knew his mom and the way he lived, you might." Mr. Fauck smirked. Mr. Fauck looked back at his home to see the window panes act as multiple mirrors with orange licks of flame. He thought he saw Sam glancing out his bedroom window. The curtain moved. "The smoke is getting really bad. Better go inside." Tony patted Fauck on the shoulder. The two closed the front door. They shook their heads. The two men peeked in on Sam as he slept in the bed. Tomorrow would be another day. Tony said bye to Mr. Fauck and walked across the street to his home. - - NEXT MORNING - - There was the distinct blue haze of a smoldering burnt house in the air. Charred main support beams were bent and twisted among the carbon black. Mr. Fauck walked down the street to inspect the finished inferno. A few officials were there. Embers still glowed from the night's blaze. Spirals of smoke haunted the area. Mr. Fauck noticed that the officials were now walking house to house. Mr. Fauck quickly returned to his home and checked on Sam. The boy was nude, sleeping on top of his bed, the sheet twisting about one leg. Blond hair in his eyes. Mr. Fauck quickly covered his boy and the boy turned over yawning. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK "Yes, may I help you?" Mr. Fauck answered, fully dressed at 9am. "Yes, this is fire detective Haroldson, and fireman Locke. May we ask a few questions about your neighbors?" "Certainly. Please come in." Mr. Fauck was quite gracious. "Did anyone survive the inferno last night?" asked Mr. Fauck. "No. It was a tragedy. And a mystery. The fire was so quick. And powerful." Locke replied. "We know that they have recovered the bone fragments of a woman and a 13 year old boy." Mr. Haroldson added. "Our quick Forensic Labs have confirmed by dental records that it was the son and his mother Ms. Dixx, your neighbors. Can you tell us anything about Ms. Dixx?" "Well let's see. Yes, she was into drugs. I suspect she may have been cooking meth on the stove. Or using some type of drug that she smokes." Fauck replied looking at the ceiling thoughtfully. "Yes, I believe there was some type of drug paraphernalia found in the ruined home. However, the fire roared so quickly through the structure that we also do not know if it was arson. Mr. Fauck, if you see any suspicious characters in the neighborhood, please call us immediately. Thanks." The two men stood up and shook Mr. Fauck's hand. The door closed with a thud. Sam stood at the hallway, a bed sheet wrapped about his naked body as he rubbed his eyes. He looked sexier and sexier every day! His young developing dick knocked around in the thin bed sheet. The boy smiled as the sheet dropped to the floor. "Go get dressed boy. Someone else is at the door!" Mr. Fauck panicked. KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK "Hello sirrsss. Uh, we'se are wit de investigation squad." The burly man dressed in black with another large man in black suit flashed a fake badge quickly. The badge was obviously fake but had a genuine leather case! "Ok, what can I do for you gentlemen?" Mr. Fauck trembled. He noticed both were shouldering firearms. "Have you seen dis boy?" He flashed a color photo of Sam about 1 year younger. "Yes, he was the neighbor boy who apparently died in the house fire." Mr. Fauck replied. "Oh! Is that what da gentlemen who were jus at your house said?" The burly man looked nervously about. "Yes." Mr. Fauck became impatient. "Well, danks. We will be watching in the neighborhood for da kid. Just in case. For a few days. And maybe more. See, we need to make sure he's dead or ok. Uh, for his relatives, of course." The two disappeared to a black limo. "What?" Mr. Fauck shook his head and as the limo pulled off he thought he saw Skitt in the back seat. He was not sure! Mr. Fauck checked again on Sam and saw the boy dressed in tight long jeans,barefoot, no shirt, no underpants. The boy was looking out his bedroom window at the limo leaving. "Get away from the window Sam!!! Quick!" Mr. Fauck quickly dashed and held the boy down to the bed. "Mafia." Sam muttered. "Yesss! They had to be. How did you know?" Mr. Fauck asked. "Mom was always into drugs. They were constantly leaning on her for payment to my dad. My dad was big into drugs in Vegas. He hated her. He fought custody battles to get me, but they never let him have me. He swore he would get me alive or dead." Sam said coldly. "To get back at my mom." "We have to leave tonight." Mr. Fauck said. Mr. Fauck made some phone calls to Tony across the street. Sam played videos and generally lounged about the house. - - LATER THAT NIGHT - - The car roared out of the driveway at night and Mr. Fauck said in the dark. "Ok, you can get up now." Sam slowly rose up and looked back at the neighborhood. "Thanks Mr. Fauck. You think the Mafia will find me? They will only find the body of my mom in that fire." "Uh, Sam. Well, we just have to leave to get out of here for your safety. I don't know if they saw you looking at them from the house. Can't take the risk. Doctor Tony has given us his cabin in the woods 200 miles from here to give us time so I can make other arrangements." "So, does this make you my dad, Mr. Fauck?" The boy looked at Fauck. "If you want." Mr. Fauck smiled and patted the boy. "Yep. I am your boy." The boy yawned. The boy fell asleep in Mr. Fauck's lap as he drove through the night. Good thing Mr. Fauck was independently wealthy. Mr. Fauck's mind was going wild. Finally he had his own boy. His boy to love and milk! All the authorities thought Sam had perished in the fire with his mother. The identical twin's dental records were exact to Sam's dental history. A perfect match. Case closed. Mr. Fauck now had his boy toy. He would home school and keep him out of the public, for er his safety of course. Mr. Fauck petted and patted Sam's perfect golden blond hair in his lap. He loved the boy's warmth. Sam had buttoned up a plaid short shirt sleeve shirt and tucked it into his tight jeans. Mr. Fauck moved one thigh of the sleeping boy in the car to inspect his pant snake. Yes it was outlined nicely down one leg. Head and shaft. He rolled it a bit between his fingers. WWHWWOOOUUUP. WHUP!!! "Shit!" Mr. Fauck steered the car back onto the road. "Better wait till we get to the cabin." He thought to himself. Mr. Fauck looked down in his lap and then back at the highway. Sam was dead asleep with his mouth drewling. Mr. Fauck maneuvered his man lump of cock in the thin slacks into the open mouth of the boy. The boy continued to drewl. UZZZZIPPP. Mr. Fauck fished out the head of his man cock and two inches of dick from his pants. He maneuvered the sleeping boy's open mouth on the cock head. Sam moaned and clamped down gently on the cock head. The boy's long eyelashes fluttered some and Fauck thought he felt the boy's raspy tongue lick the head. WHUUUPP! WHUPP!!! "Shit again!" Mr. Fauck drove back on the highway from the shoulder. His cock retreated from the boy's mouth followed by a thread of boy spit from the boy's lips. He wiped the man cock head against the wet lips of the sleeping boy. He tucked his monster back into his pants. He felt the wet spot of the boy's drewl on his slacks. He petted the boy like he was dog. He felt the curvature of his firm boy butt again and again. He moved around and felt the curvature of the tucked down boy dick in the jeans. It was intoxicating. He was pure boy. The hours went by and finally the car headed up the winding dirt road in the deep forest, Mr. Fauck and Sam arrived at the dark cabin. "Ok Sam. It's almost morning. Let's get into our new home away from home, my boy." NEXT CHAPTER -- CABIN FUN - -