Date: Wed, 26 Dec 2012 18:57:22 -0800 (PST) From: Jon D Subject: The Senator's Boys - 13 (Final Chapter) Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and as such is a product of my imagination. It will include fictitious descriptions of sexual situations between teen boys and on occasion with an adult. No real world boys were involved. Any resemblance to actual people, places, or events is purely coincidental. If material of this kind offends you or you are not age eighteen or older, then stop reading this and find some other site. All others please enjoy! You are welcome to send comments or story ideas to Playbuddy123@yahoo.com The Nifty Archive is a great source of entertainment and it's free. It's worthy of your financial support. If you enjoy the stories in the archive please consider making a contribution, even a little bit helps. The Senator's Boys Chapter 13 (Final Chapter) It only took Ernie a short time of living on the streets to get used to having a cock in his mouth. But the thirteen-year-old found that the Senator's was bigger than any he'd ever taken before and it was proving to be a challenge. He gave the thing a few licks, tugs, and worked around the edges but hesitated when it came to letting the old man actually shove the thing in his mouth. Ernie didn't feel ready to take that big of a dick just yet. "Get him on the bed," Ernie remembered Patrick saying as the two had gone over the plan to nail the senator once and for all. "That's where the close-up camera is aimed." Ernie finally let the head of the old guy's prick past his lips. It felt like it was the size of a golf ball. When the senator started to push in further, Ernie resisted. He sat back and the fat knob popped out. Ernie decided to buy a little time before having to go at it again. "How about you sit on the end of the bed?" Ernie smiled. The senator agreed and sat down. Ernie got down on his knees in front of him and reached for the guy's dick. By the look on his face, the senator seemed to have grown a little impatient. Putting both hands on Ernie's head he roughly pulled it down onto his dick while giving his cock an upward shove. Ernie gagged. "Quit playing around!" the senator said with irritation. "Suck it! And don't forget my nuts." Ernie choked a second time when the huge thing pushed past his lips and bumped against the back of his throat. This time he just barely managed to keep his supper down. Ernie felt the massive cock force his jaw open to the point that it hurt. The pain made his eyes water. There wasn't any doubt that the senator felt that he now owned Ernie's mouth. With the guy holding his head down, there was only one place for the thing to go and that was down Ernie's throat. He'd never learned how to deep throat, but by accident Ernie swallowed at just the right moment and the thing slid forward. The thick tool blocked his airway and panic set in as the boy struggled to breathe. "Only if you're in trouble," Patrick had whispered in Ernie's ear when tucking a black plastic thing under the end of the bed. Neither Taylor nor Jayden knew about Patrick's emergency backup. Patrick had said he hoped it wouldn't be needed. But now, with the man's enormous cock buried in his throat and feeling he was about to pass out, Ernie decided he was definitely in trouble. He stuck his hand under the bed and frantically searched. Long seconds passed until his fingers closed around what he was looking for. In a quick move Ernie pulled his hand out, slammed the thing against the senator's ball sack, and pushed the button. There was a sharp clacking sound and a heartbeat later an ear-piercing scream. The man let go of Ernie's head, giving Ernie an opening. He slammed the thing home one more time and pushed the button. The second scream seemed even louder than the first. "That's for hurting Taylor!" Ernie yelled as he got to his feet and scrambled away. Ernie had been told the small device, not much bigger than a pack of cigarettes fired something over a million volts of electricity. It didn't use barbs and an on-going electrical shock. Instead, it needed to make direct contact with the attacker. The idea was that if it was held against a person for a few seconds it would cause them to lose balance and not be able to give chase. Ernie smiled when he realized that the thing had been on the guy's right nut when he'd pulled the trigger. When he got to the door to the suite, Ernie found the old man had not only locked it, but had flipped the security bolt over as well. When he tried pulling on the door, it only opened a few inches. Ernie wrestled to get the security bolt out of the way. He'd just managed to undo it when the senator grabbed him from behind. Ernie twisted away and ran for the living room area, making sure to always keep a piece of furniture between himself and the old man. Quickly slipping into a corner behind an upholstered chair, Ernie watched as the senator approached. "Not so big now, are ya?" Ernie teased as the man continued to hobble in his direction. The guy had one hand on his balls and walked with his legs spread. "Where did your dick go?" "You little shit!" The senator growled. He grabbed the chair Ernie was hiding behind and tried to pull it away. "Want some more of this?" Ernie taunted, holding out the stun gun and pushing the button. He let it crackle for a couple of seconds before turning it off. Just when Ernie thought he had the upper hand, the old man lunged. With a swing of his arm the senator knocked the black box out of Ernie's hand. Ernie quickly hunkered down. "Come here, you little bastard," the senator yelled as he tried reaching around the chair. Ernie scampered away. He was smaller, quicker, and could duck into places the old man couldn't. He used that advantage while constantly tormenting the man. "How are your nads? I bet they hurt, huh?" Ernie laughed as he hid behind the sofa. He kept the insults coming. But, overconfidence was Ernie's downfall. He popped his head up to tease the man again but this time was met with a powerful blow to the side of the head. The slap was powerful enough to throw him off balance and into a nearby wall. The senator growled menacingly as he pulled at the end of the sofa to get at Ernie. Ernie had never been quite sure what people had meant when they'd said, "It made me see stars." But after the smack to the side of his head he wondered if he'd just found out. Not only was he almost knocked off his feet, his senses were rattled to the point he wasn't sure what to do next. It was that moment of hesitation that turned the tide and the senator gained the advantage. Ernie felt his arm being grabbed and then he was pulled out from where he was hiding. He yelled and struggled but the senator slapped him again and shook him so hard Ernie could almost feel his teeth rattle. The next thing he knew he was being shoved facedown over the end of the sofa. "Not so smart now are you, you little fuck hole?" Ernie struggled mightily, kicking back toward the man and swearing a blue streak, but the man easily held him down. The senator used his free hand to grab at the pink panties that Patrick had suggested Ernie wear for the occasion. "Nooooo!" Ernie screeched as the senator ripped the garment away. A moment later the pervert had pried open the boy's ass cheeks and was rooting around. Ernie felt the man's finger against his butt hole. With no lube and apparently no regard for whether it might hurt, the senator pushed in hard. Ernie screamed as the finger roughly pushed through the tight entrance and wormed its way up his rear end. Putting everything he had into getting loose, Ernie yelled, "Get the fuck off me!" He cried in frustration as the old man just kept at it, forcing his finger deeper. "Stop it!" Ernie screamed as the man grunted and worked his finger in even further. "It hurts!" Tears streamed down Ernie's face as the senator then twisted his finger and humiliated Ernie even more. At that point Ernie gave up, his screams turned into sobs. * * * * "Come on, come on!" Taylor yelled as Patrick worked the keycard into the lock outside the senator's suite. Finally the door clicked open and Taylor pushed his way through. Taylor heard Ernie's sobs before spotting him. The old man had Ernie bent over the arm of the sofa and was shoving a finger up Ernie's ass. "You FUCK!" Taylor yelled and charged the guy. The senator barely had time to look up before Taylor was on top of him. Taylor's rage was off the hook. He put every ounce of strength he had into his fists and his legs as he punched, kicked, and kneed the naked old man. He might have only been a skinny seventeen-year-old, but the damage he did would have made a seasoned boxer proud. It took both Patrick and Jayden working together to finally pull Taylor off the senator. Even being held back didn't prevent Taylor from landing a few last blows before it was all over. The senator was out cold. Taylor took one last look at the pathetic old man lying on the carpet before catching Ernie, who'd run into his arms. "Shhhhh, it's all over." Taylor rubbed circles on Ernie's naked back to try and soothe the frightened boy. "You're safe now." Ernie continued to cling to Taylor. "Did he hurt you?" Taylor tried to look Ernie over. Ernie wouldn't let him. He just held on tight and continued to sob. "It's okay. Let me see," Taylor said softly, trying to reassure the boy. Ernie looked up, moved back half a step, and showed Taylor the side of his head. There was a large hand print covering half the boy's face. It was dark red and looked nasty. Taylor's went into a rage again. But Ernie was still so frightened from everything that had happened he wouldn't let go of Taylor. That's the only thing that kept Taylor from giving the senator another beating. Meanwhile, Jayden had been pacing back and forth. "We need to get the fuck out of here," he said nervously. "With all the yelling there's probably cops on the way." Patrick hurried to the bedroom and came back with a blanket. He handed it to Taylor who tenderly wrapped Ernie in it and picked him up. "Let's go," Taylor said, shooting one last look at the senator. "It smells in here." * * * * Epilogue – Eight months later Jayden yawned, scratched his ass through his sleep pants, and sat down at the kitchen table. "What's for breakfast?" He yawned again. Carleton looked back from his place at the stove, "Omelets." Jayden took a sip of orange juice then buttered some toast. "There are only two places set," he took a bite and crunched it until it was gone. "I decided to let them sleep a little longer." Jayden smiled to himself. "Sleep, yeah right," he thought. Carleton put an omelet on each plate and brought them to the table. He placed one in front of Jayden and took the other for himself. Jayden looked over at Carleton and couldn't resist leaning closer for a kiss. "Morning, sunshine," Carleton smiled sweetly once the kiss ended. "Isn't it usually a GOOD morning?" Jayden teased. "After you've cleared the table and cleaned the kitchen you'll find me in the shower," Carleton said. Jayden saw the twinkle in his eyes. "Then we'll see how good it is," Carleton smiled. Jayden smiled back and they ate in silence for a few minutes. "Oh, there's something in the paper you might like to read." Carleton pushed the front page over. Jayden skimmed it, and then focused on the first story under the fold. "Senator Talbot Bishop Accepts Plea Agreement." Jayden read further. Looking up, he said, "So the bastard took a deal, huh?" "Yup." Carleton laughed softly. "Not surprising. If a jury ever saw that video of him getting his cock sucked by a thirteen-year-old he'd get life." "So how much time will he get with a plea deal?" "Twenty-five years. No chance for parole until he's seventy five. If he's lucky he might get a few years on the outside before he dies." Carleton poured some coffee. "If he makes that long," Carleton mumbled. "It was so cool the way you strung him along right after the stuff at the hotel. I bet he thought he'd get away with everything." "Men like him usually do. But I knew Patrick had him by the balls with all the hidden videos and the off shore accounts. Maybe the good senator hoped that if he played his cards right he'd just go down for the corruption charges and not the other stuff." Jayden took another bite of toast and a swig of orange juice. "So where's all the money?" "Well, you guys got some, and Patrick transferred a bunch to a dozen different charities." "It's too bad Patrick had to lose his job." "Yeah, but at least he didn't get any jail time. I guess turning state's evidence helped." Jayden gave Carleton a curious look. "So are we really going to Europe? Or was that all just bullshit?" "I needed to get your mom and dad to give permission for you to hang around, so telling them you were hand-picked to work in my office seemed like it might work. I used the Europe thing to seal the deal." "So we're not going?" Jayden tried to hide his disappointment. Carleton didn't answer for a moment, and then laughed. "Of course we're going." Jayden's smile returned. It was quiet for a moment. "Dad doesn't give a shit what happens to me as long as I meet the right people. He's always telling me I need to make sure I get connected to the ones with money and power." "So is that what you're doing with me?" Carleton joked. "No!" Jayden said firmly. "You know it's not like that at all." Carleton gave Jayden a quizzical look and the boy blushed. * * * * "Wake up, wake up!" "Huh?" Taylor yawned but didn't open his eyes. "Time for breakfast." Ernie giggled. "It's too early. Besides, Carleton said we could sleep in today," Taylor complained and rolled over. "Don't worry, he'll leave something out for us." Ernie wouldn't give up. "I said, it's time for breakfast!" Taylor moaned, turned over, and opened his eyes. Ernie was on his knees just inches away with his cock in his hand; it was hard. In an instant Ernie straddled Taylor's chest and lowered the thing to Taylor's lips. "Open up." Ernie smiled sweetly. "If I do, what do I get?" Taylor yawned a second time. "A mouthful of cum." Ernie smiled back. "No deal." Taylor turned his head away. Ernie already knew how this was going to end. "You want my butt, don't ya?" Taylor turned his head back and smiled. "Okay." Ernie sighed, but then grinned. "Bet you're glad Carleton let's me come visit, huh?" Taylor nodded and opened his mouth. * * * * The water in the shower was warm. Carleton loved this time of day. He closed his eyes and let the spray cascade over his face. Stepping back, he lathered up and slowly started washing. Jayden was finishing in the kitchen so Carleton didn't feel a need to rush. As he slowly soaped and rinsed, Carleton thought over all that had happened the past few months. The commotion at the hotel had in fact brought the cops but a fast talking Senator Bishop had convinced the officers he'd been beaten and robbed. After several interviews they'd accepted his story and had gone on to other things. It was a week later that Patrick had made his move, quietly transferring funds from a number of the old man's illegal off-shore accounts to set up trust funds for Taylor and Ernie. Patrick had been careful to launder it in such a way the boys wouldn't be in jeopardy. Carleton hadn't wanted to know the details. He knew it was illegal and didn't approve, but then again he didn't lose any sleep over it. Carleton worked on washing his abs. A final payoff to the Attorney General and the promise that he'd step down had cleared up all the other legal matters relating to the boys. Carleton had even called the college to make sure Jayden's scholarship would still be honored. It would. Taylor was only months away from turning eighteen so he was nearly on his own. Carleton had offered the teenager his spare bedroom rent-free in exchange for Taylor's promise that he'd work with a tutor, get back in school, and graduate. Ernie had been a bigger problem and had taken the longest to get settled. There were papers to file, hearings, background checks, and a bunch of other things before all was said and done. Carleton put some shampoo in his hand and started on his hair. When it came to Jayden, Carleton had worried that if the sex scandal broke while he was still a page, everyone, including his parents, would find out he was gay. That was why they'd held off sending the sex tapes to the news media. When the story finally broke, the senator's face had been on every TV newscast for over a week. Unfortunately, Patrick had been swept up as well but had worked a deal on the corruption charges. The same Attorney General who'd been helpful with Ernie had agreed to overlook a few matters relating to Patrick's part in it all. The fact that Carleton had been the one to actually bring the corruption charges to light had helped his law career immensely. There was a click and the shower door opened. "Kitchen's clean," Jayden said softly, stepping inside. Running his hands over Carleton's shoulders Jayden continued down the man's back. Jayden leaned against Carleton and reached around to give him a hug. Carleton reduced the spray to just a trickle then turned around to face the teen. Jayden stood on his toes until Carleton leaned down far enough that their lips could come together. They took their time. The kiss was slow, tender, and very sensual. "You've gotten really good at that." Carleton smiled when the kiss ended. "You said the same thing months ago." "Well, you're even better at it now." Jayden snuggled closer and started to play with Carleton's cock and then his balls. "Can we play `Clan of the Cave Bear'?" Jayden whispered. Carleton laughed. "Have you been reading your anthropology book again?" Jayden nodded and then smiled, "Come on, it's fun." Jayden had invented this particular game after reading about tribes of pre-historic cave dwellers. Carleton rubbed Jayden's back and slowly lowered his hands to the slim sixteen-year-old's ass. Jayden had come to enjoy role playing as part of their sexual adventures. There were times when Jayden wanted to be the aggressor so Carleton became submissive. Other times it was the other way around. "Clan of the Cave Bear, huh?" Jayden nodded shyly. Carleton ran his hands slowly over the mounds of Jayden's ass. Carleton loved the feel of the firm but supple cheeks. The boy rested his head against Carleton's chest as the man tenderly felt him up. Then Carleton slipped a finger tip into the crack. He slowly ran it up and down a few times and then paused at the wrinkled hole. It was already wet with lube. "Stick it in," Jayden whispered. He sounded needy. Carleton moved his fingertip in a small, slow circle and then eased it up inside the boy. Jayden shuddered and squirmed as Carleton pushed it in further. Carleton's cock responded with a stir. Jayden's hand continued the touching, caressing, and fondling that he'd begun earlier. When Carleton's finger finally found the right spot, Jayden snuggled closer. The inside of the boy's ass was warm, smooth, and clean. Jayden had learned how to take care of things if there was a chance he might play. Carleton fingered the tight hole while they kissed. By the purring sounds he made, Jayden seemed to enjoy every minute. "Ready?" Carleton asked tenderly a little later when he felt it was time. Jayden moved his head slightly. * * * * Jayden whimpered softly as the man he loved held him. Carleton was patient, tender, and caring. There was nothing he loved more than being held close while looking deep into Carleton's eyes. The over size bed they shared was feather soft and added to the feeling of the moment. "I'm ready, noble one," Jayden whispered. "Ready to stand the trials." "It will take courage to walk the path from boy to man. Are you willing to do what must be done?" Carleton played along. "Yes, holy one. While I'm yet a boy, I yearn to be a man," Jayden said seriously, but then giggled. "Long I've served at the altar and am now ready." Carleton smiled and kissed Jayden behind the ear. "Then let the trials begin." Jayden blushed. "Yes, noble one." As he reached for Carleton's cock he scooted lower in the bed. "I give honor to the staff of life," Jayden said with twinkling eyes and opened his mouth. "To show yourself worthy, take it fully," Carleton responded. Jayden closed his eyes as Carleton pushed his cock between his lips. Carleton eased it in and out for several minutes until finally Jayden's nose was against his bush. Jayden had indeed taken it all, Carleton's cock was deep in Jayden's throat. The game went on and they played for some time. "Is it time for me to endure the last trial?" Jayden asked hopefully near the end of the game. "Yes young one, you must show yourself willing to carry the spear of the hunter. Take your place on the altar." Jayden crawled to a spot in the center of the bed and slid a pillow under himself to raise his butt. Both Carleton and Jayden nearly laughed as Jayden spread his arms and legs out like he was actually on an altar. Jayden closed his eyes as he felt the head of Carleton's cock rest against his butt hole. The first time they'd done it several months earlier, Jayden had had to bite his pillow to muffle his cries at the pain. Now he looked forward to the feeling he got when Carleton slowly pushed through the tight ring guarding his rear end. It got even better when the thing slid into his rectum. "Bare down, my son," Carleton said, continuing to play his part. "Yes, Noble one." Jayden strained, and then felt Carleton's flared head enter him, closely followed by the stiff shaft. "Don't stop," he whispered, wanting Carleton to slide it all in on the first thrust. With great tenderness Carleton did just that. When Jayden felt the man's balls come to rest against his upturned ass, he closed his eyes in happiness. "Ooooooooh," Carleton gently breathed out. "So nice," Jayden whimpered back. Carleton paused; the two enjoying the feeling of being joined in such an intimate way. He leaned over Jayden, withdrew his cock a few inches, then slowly pumped it back in. "Yeah," Jayden whined, spreading his legs wider. He knew Carleton loved the look of his young ass when it was spread open, waiting for cock. Jayden lifted his butt up so he could meet each thrust. He'd learned Carleton was especially good at fucking. It hadn't taken the boy long to come to the conclusion that Carleton's dick was a perfect match for his teen hole. "Show how willing you are to carry the spear," Carleton grunted as he pounded his dick in and out of Jayden's eager ass. "Yes, noble one." Jayden moaned and clamped his ass muscles down on Carleton's cock. Carleton sped up and slammed deeper and faster into Jayden's butt. The sounds of skin against skin, grunts, groans, the squeaking bed, and the moans of pleasure increased with each thrust. "You must always honor the hunter's spear," Carleton groaned as his strokes became more erratic. "Yes, noble one," Jayden whimpered. "I promise, I'll always honor it! Now make me a man!" he begged. Carleton slammed in harder. Then, with Jayden urging him to do it, Carleton pumped rope after rope of hot cum deep into the boy. Jayden felt the warmth as his ass filled with cum. Carleton didn't stop until the stuff was leaking out. "Now I'm a man," Jayden whimpered happily. * * * * Taylor had to take two different busses and then walk half a mile to get to Ernie's house. He didn't mind that it took nearly an hour to make the trip. He was grateful Carleton had skillfully worked the system on Ernie's behalf. The hospital where Patrick and the boys had taken Ernie to get checked out after they'd escaped the hotel had called the police. Both Taylor and Ernie had been placed in temporary foster care. The family court had agreed that Taylor could go live with Carleton seeing as how Taylor was almost of age. Ernie had to stay in the system. Taylor rang the bell. The door flew open within seconds. "Taylor!" Ernie screamed in delight and literally jumped into Taylor's arms. Ernie threw his arms around Taylor's neck and wrapped his legs around Taylor's waist. "Hey, squirt!" Taylor laughed as Ernie gave him a hug and then pulled himself up a little higher and planted a long, wet kiss on Taylor's lips. "Stop that, or Dianne and Cindy will have a fit." "No they won't!" Ernie laughed. Taylor held Ernie up using both hands on the kid's ass. His warm bottom felt great. Taylor especially liked the feel of it through the snug new jeans. "Are you gonna let me in? Or are we gonna stand in the doorway all day?" Jayden asked. Ernie smiled, planted a quick baby kiss on Taylor's cheek, and climbed down. Taylor followed Ernie into the house and closed the door. As Ernie ran up the stairs to get his things, Taylor thought life couldn't get much better. The senator was in jail. Jayden and Carleton were together. Ernie was safe. Taylor had done what he'd promised he'd do, he'd gotten the kid off the streets and out of the neighborhood. Carleton's `magic' was in finding a foster home that was LGBT friendly. Dianne and Cindy were a lesbian couple that took in kids like Ernie. Now he not only had a mom, he had two. And best of all, they both cared. Taylor had argued and pleaded with Carleton to let Ernie stay with him. But Carleton insisted Ernie needed something more. Dianne and Cindy were wise enough to see Ernie wanted and needed Taylor in his life, so they conveniently looked the other way when Taylor came to spend the night or when Ernie went over to Carleton's house for the weekend. The sound of feet running down the stairs brought Taylor back to the present. "Got everything?" he asked as Ernie tossed his knapsack over his shoulder. Ernie nodded. Taylor looked toward the kitchen and saw Dianne smiling. "I'll have him back on time I promise!" Dianne nodded. "I trust you." she grinned. Ernie gave Taylor a mischievous look, "what she doesn't know won't hurt her," he whispered and then laughed before going to hug his new moms goodbye. * * * * As they headed toward the bus stop, Taylor looked at Ernie, who was playfully jumping over the cracks in the sidewalk. It wasn't that long ago that they'd both been drunk in the basement of the liquor store without the slightest idea of where their next meal was coming from. Things had sure changed. "Neither of us will have to suck cock for money ever again," Taylor thought. As Ernie hurried on ahead, Taylor realized he felt something he hadn't felt since he'd been Ernie's age. He instantly knew what it was. "Hey, Ernie," Taylor called out. "Yeah?" Ernie stopped and looked back. "Did you mean what you said on the phone last night?" "What did I say?" "You know, right at the end?" Ernie looked puzzled for a few seconds but then smiled. "Yeah, I meant it!" Taylor smiled back. "It goes for me, too." Ernie's grin widened. "I love you. Just three little words," Taylor mused. But Ernie had stolen his heart the moment he'd said them. * * * * Thanks to all the readers, to Andrew for editing, Jon B. for story ideas, and two loyal fans Danny and James for their support. Hope you liked this story. You can write me at Playbuddy123@yahoo.com with your comments. Wishing all of you the best for 2013. Jon.