Date: Fri, 11 Nov 2016 07:18:16 +0000 From: Chris Johns Subject: Timmy's Nightmare Life Ch.5 Timmy's Nightmare Life Chapter 5 "Now you are going to stop me immediately if I do anything you are worried about or want me to stop doing to you, promise?" Timmy looked with total adoration at this man that had shown him the meaning of love, and nodded. Oscar started then. The gentle kisses were mirrored with the caresses until Oscar felt Timmy had relaxed completely, then the kisses became more assertive and the gentle caresses moved further down until Oscar was stroking a very hard boy cock and a ball sac that was tight against the base of the penis. He moved his mouth down to the nipples, licking and nibbling them while still playing with the groin. Soft words of love were frequent. Oscar told Timmy how much he was loved, how delightful his young body was, and how privileged he felt being able to make love to him. Timmy was soon floating in space, almost as much from the words as he was from the action. Oscar found it difficult to equate what he was seeing with the little stick insect he had first taken to his bed. Timmy had filled out and the beginnings of his pecs and abs were so sexy. The groin was a delight as well. Timmy's four inch cocklet was now a very exciting five inches. When he had played with the ball sac for a while, they loosened up a little as well. "You are so beautiful Timmy. I hope we will be together for ever." That was too much for this much abused and neglected 12 year old. He burst in to tears and hugged Oscar so hard that he couldn't move until Timmy relaxed again. The love making continued until Oscar spread Timmy's legs and bent them up before placing a couple of pillows under his lower back. He felt Timmy tense, but ignored it. Tongue work on his cheeks and across his anus soon had Timmy gasping with the sensuality of it, and he relaxed completely allowing Oscar to move to the next level. He sucked a finger making it very wet before circling Timmy's anus with it for a minute and then sliding it into the anus, but only up to the first knuckle. It was very tight and Timmy looked frightened, but said nothing. He relaxed a little so Oscar slid it into the next knuckle and wriggled it around. Timmy giggled. "That feels funny, Oscar, but nice, find my exciter now." Oscar loved that. He had never heard the prostate called that before, but it certainly summed up what it was. He went all the way and contacted the little knob of pleasure. "Oh yes Oscar, that's it. That is so exciting, give me some more fingers." Oscar had to realise that Timmy was quite experienced with gay sex so his expressions were not going to sound like they were coming from a 12 year old. When he got to four fingers he sat back and taking the lube tube lubricated his cock with plenty and then slid more into Timmy's arse. "I'm going in now Baby. I am bound to hurt a little to start with, but if it is too much, you tell me and I will pull out straight away." Timmy knew he was going to take it however much pain there was. He could still remember how good it had been before Adam and Robert. Oscar had been gentle and made the penetration so exciting. The glans slid over his sphincter and he gasped. It was quite painful and Oscar was ready to pull out again seeing the pain in his little lover's eyes. "Stay, Oscar, be gentle but keep going." The second barrier was the next spike of pain, but once again he made Oscar keep going. A very slow, deep fuck followed with both young men crying with the pleasure and thrill of this first coupling for months. "I love you so much, Oscar. Thank you for looking after me." Then came the orgasms. Oscars was so intense he blacked out and fell over Timmy. When he came to, only a few seconds later he could feel Timmy's orgasm bursting between them. That event set the tone for the next year. They both studied hard and took their term exams on the net. The store keeper had allowed them to charge their storage battery whenever they wanted to so that Oscar's laptop could work. They made love every day and spent part of the day in leisure pursuits. Timmy became a very competent boat handler and a good swimmer. He drove the quad bike almost as well as Oscar. Oscar spoke to his father frequently and knew that the enquiry was dragging on. A change of government heralded many changes, not all of them good. Corruption was more prevalent and that worried Chunky Lord because one of the areas where corruption could flourish was in the sex industry and boys would be the most vulnerable. Just after Timmy's thirteenth birthday Chunky called Oscar with a warning. "The enquiry has completed its investigation. A few men have been indicted but I have been exonerated. I immediately applied to adopt Timmy. They have informed me that all boys presently out with fosterers are going to be brought back to the orphanage to be processed. I don't like it, Son, the whole thing stinks. If anyone comes for Timmy, inspect their identities carefully and make sure they have proper paperwork." Oscar thought about it and told Timmy what he was going to do. "We are going to make sure the boat is fully fuelled. I'll leave the keys in the ignition and all the switches and throttles set for a quick start. If we need to go in a hurry all you will need to do is turn the ignition on and hit the start button on each engine. We'll back into the dock, mooring the boat Spanish fashion, stern to, so that we can slip the moorings as we climb on board and be away in seconds. I'll top up the water tank as well, run the generator for a couple of hours to make sure the batteries are topped off and we'll put some food and drink on board that is in cans or packets. If things get out of hand I'll try to cover you so that you can get away, don't worry about me, it's you they will want." Timmy was frightened, he didn't want to go back to the orphanage where his most recent memory was of pain and terror. ************************ Three days later their worst nightmare happened. There was a knock on the cabin door. "Timmy, go and unlatch the back door." Oscar opened the front door to be greeted by two men that looked like thugs. "Hello, can I help you?" "Yes, we've come to collect a thirteen year old called Timothy." "I'm sorry, but can you show me identification and your authority to take the boy?" They produced identification that even close examination couldn't fault. Oscar memorised the names. "They look genuine so can you show me your authorisation?" The men pushed passed him and one of them said. "We don't need any authorisation." Oscar needed to delay this. "Alright, Timmy will need a few minutes to pack some clothes." "Not necessary, he won't be wearing any where he is going." Oscar now knew that his father was right to warn him, but he couldn't do anything for Timmy because one of the men had grabbed him. "What do you mean he won't need any clothes, that's not right?" The one that had grabbed Timmy spoke then. "I'll show you why he won't need clothes." Holding Timmy with one hand he stripped him with the other. Then he bent him over the table and kicked his legs wide. With just a little spit on his fingers he started finger fucking him. Oscar lunged at him, but the other guy caught him and very quickly tied his hand with some cord he had in his pocket and then sat him in a straight back chair and tied the wrists off to the cross bar at the back of the chair. He then went to watch his mate, starting to get undressed as he did so. "I'll fuck him when you have opened him up, and then you can take sloppy seconds." Both men were laughing. Oscar realised that he could stand up with the chair still strapped to him, but only with the one cord. He threw himself at the one fingering Timmy knocking him over. "Run Timmy." Then Oscar swung round fast and the chair caught the other one sending him flying because he had his trousers round his ankles and lost his balance easily. The first one recovered quickly and chased after Timmy, but it was a no brainer. Timmy only needed a few yards lead to win. He slipped the mooring lines, jumped on board and after turning the ignition key hit the switch and the first engine fired. Timmy shoved the throttle forward immediately the engine fired and by the time the thug was at the end of the jetty the boat was twenty yards off shore. Second engine started and Timmy circled about one hundred yards off shore watching the man who eventually turned and walked back to the cabin. With time to think, Timmy decided the only thing to do was motor along the lake shore until he came to another occupied cabin. He tied up at the end of the jetty and went up to the cabin. The man that answered his knock listened to Timmy's story. "Please do something, I am sure they will hurt Oscar now that they can't have me." The man believed Timmy, if only because he was still naked. He telephoned the local police and retold the story. "I'm going with the boy to see if I can help his friend, you'll have to meet me at the cabin." The man grabbed a hunting rifle from the rack and a box of shells. "Ok Lad, let's go and rescue your friend." They rushed back to the boat and Timmy headed back for their own jetty. He expertly backed in and the man tied them off. They used the shrubbery to get as close to the cabin as they could before covering the last few yards in the open. They weren't seen and the man took a quick look through a window to see what was going on. What he saw was Oscar bent over the table, stark naked with one man stood at Oscar's head holding his arms twisted up his back, and the other man fucking Oscar's arse. He was being vicious, making Oscar scream with each penetration. He could hear quite clearly what was being said. "Your arse isn't as sweet as all the 12 and 13 year olds we've picked up, but you'll do until we get back to the orphanage." The man indicated to Timmy that they were going round the front. What he saw was a truck and inside he could see a bunch of boys, all naked and all secured by cuffs to the side of the truck. They all looked to be about Timmy's age and they all looked terrified. "Timmy, I'm not going in despite what those men are doing to your friend. The reason is that if I don't overpower them straight away they may get away before the police arrive." Timmy could understand that but he was frightened for Oscar. They had to wait about ten minutes before they saw the police vehicle coming. "I'm going round the back again Timmy. Tell the police when they get here what is happening in there and that I am covering the back with a rifle." The man was right to do that because when the police opened the cabin door and walked in the man that had been fucking Oscar was now holding his arms while the other one fucked him. He was closer to the back door and then despite being naked he bolted. He had got about five yards from the cabin when a rifle fired and he heard the last thing he wanted to hear. "Stop where you are or the next one will be dead centre of your chest." The thug stopped, looked at the rifle and fell to his knees. A minute later a police officer came through the door with his pistol drawn. He looked at the man with the rifle and saluted. "Good afternoon, Sir. I think I can handle it now." He had the thug cuffed before the rifle was lowered. Back in the cabin the other thug, also naked was cuffed and kneeling. Oscar was being looked at by a third man in civilian clothes. The police had taken the precaution of picking up a paramedic. They all knew the man with the rifle. He was the Assistant District Attorney. Statements were taken from Oscar, when the paramedic said he would be sore for a few days but was not damaged. The ADA pointed out the boys in the truck and statements from the ones who could speak through their terror ascertained that these men had raped each of them after they were picked up. Oscar told the ADA that he thought the boys being collected were being used like they were before the enquiry. All loose ends tied up. The paramedic was going to drive the truck and the boys would be put in a local facility until it could be decided what to do with them. The ADA told Oscar to keep Timmy safe here and he would let them know what was happening. Doors closed and Timmy just came apart at the seams. He fell into Oscar's arms and cried. "I was so frightened I thought they were going to hurt you." Oscar realised that Timmy hadn't said he was frightened for himself. He hugged his little man and kissed the tears away. "You were so good, so fast, and you didn't panic. I love you so much for being a brave boy." "Do you mean that, Oscar, really mean it?" "Of course I do. If you hadn't got away we would probably both have been raped and you would have been on your way back to the orphanage. The ADA now has enough information to start an investigation and hopefully, once again have the people in charge prosecuted and the boys protected." Timmy stopped crying then, puffed out his chest and grinned at Oscar. "It was very exciting seeing a cock working your butt. If I hadn't been so scared I bet I would have had a boner," and then he giggled. Oscar did as well and started tickling his little lover. "What have I here? A little voyeur." Timmy got serious then. "I used to think it was thrilling to watch some of the bigger boys doing it when I was at the orphanage. I never thought I would one day be part of it, but now, I love you to feed me your cock." Oscar looked at Timmy's expression and then made a suggestion. "Would you like to fuck me again? You would be able to see everything then." "Oh yes please, Oscar, I am sure that would be marvellous." Deed effectively done, but not that day. What was left of it after all the excitement was just lots of kisses and cuddles. "I so love you cuddling me Oscar. I always feel safe with you. I don't ever want to be a sex toy again, or to be used by nasty men." "Now that dad is in the clear I think you will become my brother officially so that isn't going to happen. I must talk to dad in the morning as well and tell him what is going on." *************************** After a long conversation the next day Oscar's father told him to stay put at the cabin until he had Timmy's future secured.