Date: Thu, 16 Aug 2018 14:42:26 +0000 From: THOMAS HUTCHINSON Subject: Chapter Ten of Timothy sequence If you enjoyed this story and if you can afford to, please send a donation to Nifty: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html. Help keep the flame of freedom burning. Chapter Ten--Timothy Goes Hunting by T. Edward Hutchinson Greg is back from his ivy league college for the summer and his father has a job for him. The organization owns or has an interest in many businesses throughout the capitol city and the surrounding area. Mr. Tsvetkov, the boss, considers it desirable for a member of the family to visit these establishments now and then to reassure the managers of their interest. He also wants his younger son to familiarize himself with these operations first hand and meet the operators. The eldest son is in line to take overall control someday, but he could benefit from Greg's assistance and, life being uncertain, Greg would be able to substitute in the case of illness or worse. The son is expected to study and learn all he can about these operations before his visit. As an extra duty for the summer Greg will be the handler, or overseer, for Mr. Tsvetkov's personal assistant Timothy. Unless Timmy is doing something for the boss, he will accompany Greg on his tour of inspections. The two boys are both nineteen. Because documentary information is located at the neighborhood office of the organization Greg spends much of his time there. Tim is present more often now that he knows his way around the city and is used to deliver messages or run errands for his boss, for Mr. Lippi and other men who work out of that building. On their excursions Timothy carries Greg's notebook, pens and any other materials he wants to have with him in a beach bag. For those times when there is nothing for him to do but wait, Tim also has whichever science fiction book he is reading. Some people who see them together regularly in or near the neighborhood wonder what the two are up to. Tim has become Greg's shadow. Because Timothy belongs to his father, Greg does not use his authority to command his submission to penetrative sex. He does, however, take other liberties when they are alone together in the apartment. More training is begun that summer. Mr. Tsvetkov requires Timothy to participate with him in a regimen of physical exercise using the facility in his down town apartment. An experienced trainer comes in every other Friday afternoon to instruct them and adjust their workout schedules. Tim also receives martial arts and weapons training on Sunday mornings. Tim's instructor, a full time employee of the organization, shows Timothy the small semi-automatic handgun he will be carrying. "In the fall you will begin to accompany Mr. Tsvetkov on many of his of his trips away from the neighborhood office. You're so small and young looking no one will think you are one of his bodyguards. And it is certain that our rivals have figured out what your role in the organization is," Mr. Kim explains. "They won't think we would let you carry." The point shooting training is for sudden life-threatening situations in close quarters. "If you see anyone point a gun at any of our people you react at once and fire instinctively." Timothy practices with the weapon's features and fires at simulated targets. He will carry the weapon in a special pocket to be sown inside his beach bag. "You will come to the range once a month to fire the gun so you don't forget what it feels like to use it. ***** In February, Mr. Tsvetkov announces that he and Timothy are to go on a weekend hunting trip. The immediate result is that Timothy receives training on how to pack for the gentleman. They fly in one of the organizations small jets to a city near the wilderness retreat that the organization owns. The last sixty miles are by chauffeured limousine. Another gentleman and his sixteen year old boy are already in residence when they arrive at a pine log building big enough for four couples. Mr. Meisner is mid forties, a sturdy five foot ten with sandy hair in a crew cut. Jason has dark blond hair with lighter streaks and is about Tim's height of five six. Two more men arrive at after the others have retired, Mr. Hine and Mr. St Clair, both mid thirties, near six feet in height, wiry, one with light brown hair the other black. They bring the hunting equipment in large corrugated boxes. Everyone sleeps late and they have a leisurely breakfast soon after nine. It's a beautiful winter day, clear, 35 degrees with a forecast high of 45. Overnight four inches of fresh snow has fallen on top of the two feet in clear areas, much less under trees and bushes, higher drifts in some spots and very little in the places where the wind whipped through. The crystals of snow glisten in the bright sunlight. The gentlemen open the boxes containing the hunting equipment. For a few seconds Jason thinks this might be fun, it's all paintball rifles and supplies. One of the men spoils that notion, "You boys get your clothes off and then put your heavy socks and boots on." Jason reveals the muscular body of a gymnast that contrasts with the smooth swimmer build of Timothy. Both are too well trained to show any apprehension about being the hunted prey in a game of paintball while naked in cold weather and a snow covered forest. Mr. St Clair states the rules, "You boys get a quarter hour head start. There's an orange plastic rope marking the boundary of the hunt, don't go past it. The rope does not go across the road, but you'll see it begin on either side. You must wear the safety goggles we will give you. When you get hit stop where you are, the game's over for you. In the unlikely event that we give up, we'll blow this air horn. I'll demonstrate it before you take off. When you hear it again, come back to the lodge. OK, put your goggles on and come outside to the deck. Start running when I blow the horn." BLAAATTT!! Timothy departs at a forty five degree angle left of perpendicular from the deck heading for the nearest clump of bushes with trees not far beyond. Jason dashes down the road in an effort to get as far away from the lodge as possible as quickly as possible. Perhaps he can stay ahead of his pursuers. He reaches the boundary in five minutes. The snow has drifted on both sides so he doubles back ten yards, scrambles over the right hand snow bank made by the plows and continues, now walking and keeping the orange rope in view. The gentlemen in the lodge note the paths taken by each of the boys. They divide themselves into teams of two. Prior to heading out, warmly dressed, they have shots of whiskey against the cold. Mr. Tsvetkov and Mr. St Clair follow Timmy's tracks into the forest which seem gradually to bend to the left. Guessing that the boy will continue toward the left Mr. St Clair heads away from the track even further to the left in hopes of getting ahead of Timothy and keeping his eyes pealed to his right. If he can spot the boy or if Tim should hear his movement and turn away he will drive the lad into the path of Mr. Tsvetkov. The gentlemen will use their cell phones to share information. When the gentlemen hunting Jason see that he is following the boundary rope to the right they realize that he would be able to stay ahead of him if all they do is follow the track. Supposing that the youngster is thinking the same thing they return down the road and and continue past the lodge into the forest. When they encounter the boundary rope and seeing no tracks they turn left, separate by 50 feet and move slowly and quietly along the boundary expecting to see the lad coming toward them. But the boy after walking a quarter of the way around the nearly circular hunting area decides to turn in the direction that he thinks the lodge would be. They won't be looking for him near the lodge, he supposes. The men find the track where Jason turned and follow it, behind him but closing. The cold is sapping his strength and his inclination to prolong the game. Timothy is looking for an area free of snow, a rocky place perhaps, where he can change direction so the gentlemen will have to take time to find where he has exited the clear space and back into the snow. But he doesn't find one. He sees Mr. St Clair ahead of him and off to the right and also sees that he has been spotted. The teenager bolts in the opposite direction weaving through the undergrowth and getting scratched up for his efforts. Ten yards into his flight he is hit in the hip by a green paint ball fired by Mr. Tsvetkov who Tim never saw. He stops, game over. They all travel back to the lodge where there is no sign of Jason and the other team. The teen is told to wait on the deck but take off his boots and socks. In a few minutes Mr. St Clair brings the youngster a tube of lubrication. "Grease up Timmy and then go to your boss in the bedroom." Mr. Tsvetkov is waiting for him all ready to go. "Face in the pillow," he directs, then fucks the teen. The gentleman enjoys the cold of the youth's skin and the heat inside him. Timothy enjoys getting warmed up by the man's body. Then Mr. St Clair, a fellow with a long rather thin penis, has a turn. When Jason breaks out of the forest into the clear, sunny area around the lodge he is hit in the back with a red paint ball fired by Mr. Hine. The boys are kept naked the rest of the day. During the cocktail hour Mr. Hine informs the boys that they are to engage in a wrestling match after the evening meal. He was a wrestler in high school he tells them and will give them some instruction and referee the match. The gentleman puts a high school wrestling DVD in the player for everyone to watch. There are some exercise mats for summer use in the equipment building that are be brought in and linked together, not a regulation size area but good enough. Dinner over Timothy and Jason are prepared to be the evening entertainment. The are given bright orange jock straps and ear protectors that Mr. Hines brought with him. The masters wouldn't want their submissives to get cauliflower ears or lose their balls. Bruises and mat burns are acceptable, even desirable. The two teenagers circle each other before Jason makes a dive for Timothy's legs and takes both of them to the mat, the younger boy on top. Jason tries everything he can think of to turn Tim over for a pin, but is frustrated by the older boys surprising strength. When their efforts result in their getting to the edge of the mat, Mr. Hine has them both stand up in the center and try again. The younger boy always takes Tim down, but when the older youth lands on his back he is able each time to make a sudden twisting move and get himself onto his front. Jason continues his unsuccessful struggle to get Tim onto his back and pin him. In his desperation the younger kid tries to stick a finger into Timothy's anus to get a better hold. Jason's untrimmed fingernail hurts Timothy, who annoyed, gets his knees under him, makes an all out effort and stands with the younger teen still clinging to his back. In a flash of inspiration Tim throws himself backward. Jason lands hard on the mat with Timothy on top knocking the wind out of him. The older boy quickly shifts his position and gets the pin. Mr. Hine stands them up and raises Tim's arm declaring him the winner. Mr. Meisner gets a ping pong paddle, the type with a knobby rubber face, and beats Jason's bottom bright red for losing. Mr. Hine suggests that Timothy should be beaten for winning. With Mr. Tsvetkov's concurrence the gentleman metes out the punishment. ***** Timothy and his beach bag accompany Mr. Tsvetkov on many of his business and other engagements in the city and also to a few baseball games where the organization has premium season tickets. The nineteen year old also has more dates than the previous year. The increase in requests began toward the end of the fall after Tim had been seen shadowing his boss around the city. Men with connections to the organization saw the diminutive pretty teenager and thought that the boy might be available for sex. Inquiries were handled in the neighborhood office by Mr. Karp. Those men interested were told that Timothy was available only as a reward for significant services to the organization. Fifteen of the twenty qualifiers only desired normal sex with a boy. Three wanted to spank with light bondage. Use of the dungeon was granted to two with Mr. Tsvetkov present to ensure that the organization's property, the youth, would not be injured and because the boss enjoys watching Timmy subjected to BDSM experiences. The client does get privacy in one of the guest bedrooms for the sex acts that follow. Inevitably knowledge of how Timothy is used spreads beyond those actually involved. Although no one openly manifests disrespect for the teenager, many harbor that feeling for a boy who would let himself be used for that purpose. Since the youngster deserves no respect, he is often treated as though he isn't there. The organization considers this to be useful for Timmy's role as a secret bodyguard for the boss.