Date: Sun, 26 Oct 2008 14:17:26 -0700 From: Gary Pinto Subject: The Recruit Part 1 The Introduction THE RECRUIT -- PART ONE INTRODUCTION By Max the Cat (Mb/Mt) (Comments and Suggestions to gmony6@gmail.com) Edenvale Middle School is a newer school nestled in a nice grove of pines, with all the amenities needed for the students to achieve in this modern age. It contained a new football field, that was adaptable for soccer, a nice baseball field, tennis courts and a basketball gym to die for. This school groomed the athletes for the cities high schools. If you were a jock or a cheerleader this was your school, if you were not you were an outsider, and outsiders were picked on and the staff mostly turned their backs! Preston Starling, a seventh grader was one of the outsiders and at this time was being pushed into a wall locker by linebacker Corbin Ellis and the schools quarterback Donnie Nelson because he wouldn't cough up his lunch money, of which he didn't have any. These two manhandled any kid they wished to. Preston was scared for his life, he looked like Harry Potter, but,he was just a geek! "Your money or your life cocksucker" Corbin demanded, "I don't have any" Preston told them "You better shit some fucker" Donnie told him. "Let me go" Preston yelled, the two thugs just laughed. Oscar Welch, the six foot nine inch, 300 pound school custodian, walked up behind the two ninth graders, his two large hands came down on each boys necks and picked them both up a few inches off the floor, and banged them against the lockers. "Let me go you asshole " yelled Donnie, who then again hit a locker head first and crumbled to the floor, Preston began to cry in fear and wet his pants as he hit a locker face first. Principal Moss ran up from his office, looking as harsh as a Casper milk toast could "What's going on here Oscar?" Oscar stepped back "caught these two beating on this student" Oscar paused "They were trying to rob him of his lunch money" The balding principal started to defend the two thugs, but looking up at Oscar, decided against it. "He looked at the two boys "You are suspended until I can sort this out". Oscar helped Preston up "You ok son" he inquired "Yea, thank-you sir" the scared seventh grader mumbled "Yes I'm ok sir" as he dusted himself off "You better get to class" he told Preston. As Oscar moved away he turned "If you have any more trouble, let me know", and Preston grinned, "Yes sir! and quickly headed to class. All week Preston looked for the big janitor, but wasn't able to run into him, so on Friday he decided to go downstairs to the custodians office and leave the big man a thank-you note. Entering the office, he went over to Oscar's desk for a piece of paper. Sticking out from under some papers was a magazine, and he moved the papers and produced a glossy copy of the current issue of B.T.W. monthly, the cover displayed a redheaded boy about his age, totally nude, the boy was sitting on a unseen man's lap, the man was also naked and his cock was buried into the boys ass to the hilt, all that showed were his two hairy balls, the boy was sporting an erection and maybe five or six red hairs laid atop of the fleshy stalk. To the right of the redheaded boy another big cock was half way buried into the boys sucking mouth, the boys lips were wrapped tightly. Across the bottom of the page it was titled: INTRODUCING IAN". Preston eyes got wide and his young penis quickly filled with blood and pushed his sweatpants out in tented form. Preston quickly turned the page and could not believe what he was seeing, and somewhere in his young mind he wished that he was Ian On page two Ian was on his hands and knees, a man was on his back and his cock was buried in Ian's throat, the second man had his hot cock almost entirely in Ian's boi-pussy. Now Preston's head was spinning, and he was sweating. He noticed saliva drooling from Ian's lips and pooling between the man's balls. Below in script it explained that Ian was presently at installed in B.T.W. lodge in Montana, so book your stay soon. Preston sat in Oscar's seat, and turned another page showing a boy, with light blonde hair named Trevor on his knees, a naked man on each side. The boy had a cock in each hand, his lips nursing on the one on his right, again the boy was sporting a pink tipped erection that was spewing a bolt of white cum and the script explaining that Trevor could be found at B.T.W.'s Caribbean sight, so book your trip there soon. Preston turned the page, his hand shook, there was Trevor, his big blue eyes looking back at the reader, and a big black man pounded his boi-pussy, with a white ring forming around the black base, and a gigantic smile on Trevor's face. Trevor now had his sweatpants and his boxers around his knees, his slim fingers tightly grasped around his sriffie and with the other hand he turned to see a advertisement: BOY'S , LIKE WHAT YOU SEE? WOULD YOU LIKE TO BECOME PART OF THE ACTION? YOU COULD BE THE ONE MAKING THE MONEY AND TRAVELING ALL OVER THE WORLD! SO IF YTOU WOULD LIKE TO PLEASE THE MEN OF THE WORLD IN A SAFE AND FUN ENVIROMENT THEN YOU MUST CALL 1-800-555-6969. B.T.W. HAS FOUR RESORT AREAS IN 1) THE CARRABEAN -2) THE AGEAN 3) MONTANA 4) THE CATSKILLS AND SOON OUIR FIFTH HOT SPOT ON AN ISLAND IN THE INDIAN OCEAN. WE PROVIDE SCHOOLING-SAVINGS ACCOUNTS-MOVIE MAKING-SO BOYS 10 TO 16 EXPLORE YOUR DESIRES AND CALL-CALL-CALL., Preston was so absorbed in the magazine he didn't hear Oscar come in behind him. The big man placed a meaty hand on Preston's shoulder, the boy could have died on the spot "reading something interesting" his deep voice said the Horney boy with his hand wrapped around a stiff cock. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to look I wanted to leave you a thank you note for saving me" the dark haired boy blurted out, not knowing what to say or do. Oscar chuckled "don't sweat it son and reached down and removed Preston's hand and replaced it with his own and tightly stroked Preston, the boy still shaking, but Horner than hell, just sat there. With his other hand Oscar unzipped his pants and fished out his stiff member and presented it to Preston. The man pushed forward and placed it on Preston's lips "Here suck" and Preston opened his mouth and wrapped his lips around the dark purple cockhead, his pink tongue savoring the big meat, "Nice tongue action Preston" and sank another inch toward the boys throat, Preston sloppily sucked "Not bad, but watch the teeth" Oscar instructed and Preston's mouth filled with saliva and another inch pushed forward the young boys eyes got bigger "how many cock's have you sucked before" Oscar asked " mupf, mupf" was all that came form the boy and he sucked away. Oscar ran his thumb over the head of Preston's four incher, which made the boy squirm and suck harder. "Breathe thru you nose" Oscar instructed then pushed another inch into Preston's throat, using the boy's mouth for gratification. As Oscar's thumb ran in a circle over the boys cock and it spasmed and covered the man's hand with boy honey, then when Preston had completed his cum Oscar brought to his mouth and licked it clean while the boy continued to suck for all he was worth. Oscar's balls tightened, his purple cockhead expanded, the hole in its center opened and hot cum filled Preston's mouth, the boy swallowed as fast as he could, but some formed at the corners of his mouth, yet the boys tongue swiped over the spewing head. Preston wasn't sure if he liked the taste, but there was so much he kept swallowing until nothing shot forward. Oscar broke the silence "Damn boy, your mouth is worth a million" and even though the boys mouth was still filled with cock, he could see a faint smile appear at the corners. Oscar and Preston finally came apart, the mans big cock started to lose its stiffness and he staggered back and sat on the cot he had in the corner "whew Preston, that was really good" the big man explained "it was kewl, I liked it" Preston calmly told the man "Where did you get that magazine from? Oscar put his cock back in his pants. "I work for them, as a recruiter" he told Preston. A recruiter Preston was puzzled. He pulled up his sweats. "I get a finders fee, when I find a boy that would fit in at B.T.W." Oscar went to his small frig "Want a coke?" he asked Preston "Yes, sure!" the boy replied. Preston took a drink and washed away the taste in his mouth "You find boys for them? the boy asked "I sure do, you interested?" he asked Preston. The boy shrugged, "I don't know I'm not sure". I know that you don't have parents and that your a state ward" the man said, you live at a group home, right? the big man put forth, "and this school isn't for you, right" Oscar smiled "you sure would like something better!", Preston shrugged " I guess" is all Preston said. "Say what are you doing tomorrow? Oscar inquired. Again Preston shrugged "nothing I guess". Oscar smiled "why don't I pick you up tomorrow and we go to my place and we can talk about it, and if you want we can make a short DVD and send it to the wheels at B.T.W., what have you got to lose? Preston liked that someone was interested in him "yea, what time?" Oscar smiled, he had made an inroad 9:30 or 10, in front of the school? Preston thought to himself, maybe I could get the hell out of here, he really hated this place and jumping from place to place. "Where should we meet? Preston asked. Oscar smiled and thought to himself "score". "Right here in front of the school, ok". Preston smiled "ok"! END PART ONE (Thanks Cutterman and also Jellofunk your picture gave me the story idea)