Date: Fri, 24 Jan 2003 16:41:47 +1100 From: michael hines Subject: Young Blonde Boy 11 This story has not caused any problems for anyone, as it is a part of my imagination. Nothing written here occurred. If you have a problem with teenage /man sex please leave. If this sort of thing is illegal in your country then don't even bother to read this. You have been warned and I take no responsibility for your problems. Leave now if you are under 18 years of age. I have no way of knowing whether you are younger. If you are be careful because this work is not for you. Please email me if you have some suggestions as to what should happen or tell me about this story. The characters in this story are not practising safe sex and you should not imitate their behaviour. Be safe and take care. Young Blonde Boy 11 I brushed my boy's blonde fringe away from his eyes and tried to wipe the worry from his face. "What happened?" Adonis asked me. "What did the phone call do to change you so much?" I realised how sensitive Kevin was and how much he cared. I knew he really was my boy. Any doubts I had in the past, vanished, as his eyes focussed on mine. Small tears dribbled down his cheeks as he twisted his body into the foetal position. His eyes stayed with mine as he bent his body. "Kevin, you are more important to me than anything in this World. I've got many possessions but they don't count as you do. I love you so much. I don't want you to feel left out and not part of me. I had that call from Sydney and I must go to work now. I have to interview some people who want to harm our World. My radio station has gained the chance to talk with them. These people want publicity and think that I can broadcast their intentions to our Country. I don't know what to say or how to handle this. You know what happened on September the 11th and later in Bali. You know that war seems likely in Iraq. That's my work. I report to my audience in Sydney and try to keep them up to date with the latest news. That's why we are in London. We can't let this happen and nor should we live in fear. I have to do my part and let them talk and hopefully they won't go through with it." Kevin looked up at me from his trembling position. He eyes washed over my face, his lips parted, letting his strong, white teeth meet the open air. "You can talk to these people and stop the war?" He asked. "No, I can't, but I can report and hope that both sides of the problem are presented to the listening public." "Uh, yea. I know about the World thing, but I never knew it was this bad." Kevin replied. "Listen Kevin, I was going to leave you here and come back later. I don't want to do that any more. I want you to come with me and watch the broadcast. You need to see the reality of the situation and look at the people who would do us harm." "They won't kill us there, will they?" Kevin panicked. "No they won't. They want me to broadcast their intentions and tell Australians what they want. I don't know what they will say but they will certainly not kill the messenger. You and I are very safe in that respect. I would not let you get anywhere near any situation that could hurt you Kevin. I love you too much for that and want to be your Dad. You still want that?" Kevin's body opened suddenly. He shot in the air and pulled me on top of him. "I want you always Dad. I love you so much and yes, I want to be with you today to learn more." I held Kevin so tight and enjoyed my intelligent Adonis. I tongued his lovely lips and plunged into his mouth. Kevin drew me deeper and suckled my wet organ. I needed him with me today, I realised, everyday. Was this because we were on the other side of the World? "Shower and dress Kevin." I urged him. "I will turn the taps and let's clean up. Join me." Kevin was quick to surrender his body to the soothing water. I soaped every part of him as he spread his legs to feel my hands lube his flesh. "It's so good having you handle me. I love you feeling me and soaping my body." "I want to clean my boy and make him shine." I smiled at Kevin. Adonis welcomed my hands massaging the soapy mixture all over his skin. He encouraged my fingers to soap his butt and wash his lovely cock. I played with every sensual part of my boy. Kevin threw his arms around me as I kissed his tender lips, slowly and lovingly. Kevin's tongue played with mine as we stood under the steamy shower. "Time to go," I said lifting my mouth from his. We dried and dressed quickly. I wore slacks and a blazer and a plain tie encouraging Kevin to follow my example. Our shopping excursion in Sydney had paid off, as Kevin's clothes were similar to mine. I stood behind him at the mirror and watched his clumsy efforts with the tie he had chosen. "Not used to these are you?" I grinned. "Let me tie it for you." We completed by combing hair. I stood back and gasped as I studied Kevin. He was 'drop-dead' gorgeous. This boy, rapidly approaching 15 years old, would cause a stir at the studio I realised. Hell not just the studio, what about here. "Uh, what's wrong?" Kevin asked. "Why are you staring at me like that?" "Sorry," I pulled myself together and smiled at him. "There's nothing wrong, in fact everything is so right. I haven't seen you dressed that way. You are stunning Kevin. I've only seen you in casual gear. This is so different. Let's go, the car will be waiting. I'm a bit sorry that we didn't get the chance to start sightseeing though. Still with luck we can do some after the interview." Kevin smiled, looking at my eyes in the mirror. That undid me! I gulped and watched his lips lift a bit as his cheeks pulled back. I had to kiss him once more. I turned his head to mine and thrust my lips over his. Kevin's mouth opened for my tongue. Every time we joined this way it seemed more exciting than the last. I pulled away, stepping back to admire him again. "You going to screw me when we come back?" Kevin purred. "I could do it again, right now. You've made me hard. Feel what you have done." I looked down; shit I realised the pants we had chosen showed the outline of his stocky penis, very clearly. "You better not get hard later. You'll have every boy-lover lusting for your groin." I laughed. "As long as you are the main player." Adonis replied quickly. We hurried to the lift and crossed the Lobby. Sure enough the car was there and the same driver opened the rear door for us. I watched his face gawk at Kevin. "You taking the boy as well?" He asked. "Yea, he's travelling with me and I reckon he could learn a lot at the studio." I replied watching his eyes rove over my boy's body, settling on his groin. Ever helpful, Kevin did the same thing that he did with the Porter. He scratched his balls. I pulled him into the car, watching the driver's face redden and mouth dribble. I know Adonis was watching his expression. He giggled. Our driver patted his fly and closed the door. We left the hotel car park and were soon heading to the studio in the West End. I took great delight pointing out famous landmarks to Kevin as we travelled deeper into the heart of London. He asked so many questions and listened carefully to my answers. My respect for his intelligence increased rapidly as he continued to press me for more knowledge. I glanced at the driver's mirror. He was at it again! One eye it seemed on the road and the other on Kevin. He must be pissed off with me I thought, because Kevin showed such an interest in all that he was seeing, I was almost on top of him pointing and explaining. We were squashed against the right-hand window and I had my arm around his shoulder. "You want a bit of a tour later?" The driver asked me. "That would be great." I replied. "We were going out today to explore London, but this interview came up. I didn't expect it now, especially as we have just arrived as you know. I'm not sure how long it will take. What sort of time frame have you got?" "I'm booked for you Sir." He replied. "The studio has made me at your disposal. After I took you to the Hotel I went home, thinking that you wouldn't need me again today. In fact I didn't think anything would happen until Friday. It being just Wednesday I thought I was going to be free. I would love to help you show Kevin here some of the sights. I'm sure you would welcome transport and maybe a trip to some other places, out of London." "I didn't realise that. Thanks for your suggestion and yes; we would love to do as you suggest. We were close to the studio. Kevin was beside himself as he gazed at the London crowds. We passed through Piccadilly and entered the studio car park. I brushed my boy's fringe and noted the excitement all over his face. I had a wonderful ball of energy in my arms and I realised, not just gorgeous, but a very intelligent young man. I was on a high. I had the chance to pass on something of me to this wonderful boy and he wanted it! So many kids couldn't care less. Kevin was different. I think the driver realised this as well. We parked and I took Kevin straight to reception. "This is Kevin," I told the girl. "He's with me and I want him to sit outside the sound booth and hear my interview. Where is my Producer?" "You're in booth one sir. The people are there and the Producer is waiting for you." Kevin looked at me, "why do they call you sir?" "I'm known here my boy. I don't want you to be shocked or worried at what you hear. Please don't get frightened Kevin. If this interview is not the Alex you know, don't worry." The driver was behind us and dumped the keys on the reception counter. I had an idea. "You want to sit with Kevin while I deal with this interview?" I asked him. It was like asking a cat if it wanted cream. He spluttered and eyed Adonis again. "I would like to look after Kevin while you are at work sir." Kevin smiled and winked at me. "There's a big window and a speaker outside the studio Kevin. You will see and hear. Our driver will sit with you. Lots of people will be around the studio, given the nature of this interview. It could take some time. I don't want you to be bored. Before I start I will spend some time with my Producer so if you and the driver want to have something to eat or walk around do so." I instructed Kevin. Pete, my Producer was waiting outside the studio as we arrived. "Who's the kid?" He asked. "Uh, my boy." I replied. "I'm travelling with him and want him see an interview from the inside. I've asked the driver to look after him while we get on with the business." "Gee, he's a good looking young man." Pete replied. "He's more than welcome. I didn't know you had him with you though. We've booked a couple more interviews for the weekend as we only have you until Sunday. You have to go back to Sydney then?" "No we are going to New York for some days, after London." "Kevin, meet Pete, my Producer in London." I said. Pete held my boy's hand and, I realised, enjoyed what he saw. The driver took over and organised some chairs for them to watch the studio. "See you soon Kevin, don't forget what I told you. I'm different in there. Don't worry.' Pete looked at Kevin, "you never seen him interview someone?" "No." Kevin replied. "Shit, you sure about this Alex?" He asked. "Yes, he can take it. Besides this will be a big learning curve for the both of us. I'm sure our driver can handle any problems." "He's the best there is Kevin. But he's not the calm, nice guy that you would know and I certainly do. That's why he's doing this interview. It's not only going to Australia it's into the States and on all stations here in the UK. We've never had the chance to get these guys together to explain why and what they are going to do. It knocked us over a bit. They requested Alex." Pete explained to Adonis. "Ok, I will see you later Kevin." I said. "Give me some details Pete and let's go for it." We retreated to his small office next to the main studio. I noticed the guys sitting in the studio waiting! It was like looking into a Lion's Den, I thought. Pete spent 15 minutes giving me backgrounds and possible questions. He always trusted me to ask the unexpected and tackle the big issues. This was a huge test as no one had been able to get a group of terrorists together before they conducted their suicide bombings. These guys were really cheeky. They wanted to warn people, not give out the day or time or place, just that they would do it. Look at my face, recognise your assassin, they seemed to be saying. I warmed to the occasion, like Daniel, prepared for the Lion's Den. "You okay to start Alex?" Pete asked me. "We aren't streaming this live as we usually do as the time differences don't work so well. So we can edit it you want. You never have in the past and I bet won't, with this one." "You're right Pete. K, let's go man." I responded. I opened the door to the sound booth and eyed the men. They watched me sit at the desk and place the microphone near my mouth. I checked the window, Kevin was glued to the glass and the driver was doing the same. My earphones crackled with Pete's voice checking out the situation. I smiled at the four men around me and asked my first question. The interview lasted for 45 minutes. I glanced at Kevin several times. His nose was against the glass and his face distorted as he listened to the intense debate that we were having. The terrorists made it very plain. Try as I could, I didn't get any of their plans trip off their tongues. I managed some concessions and hoped they would be true. Pete was filling my ears with more questions. This was usual. We finished and the four guys actually shook my hand. After the huge battle of words and shouting match that had ensued I thought they would want to take me first, then all the others around the studio. I told them where this interview was going; they laughed and hoped that the World was ready for them, especially Australia. We all departed the studio. I was last. Pete rushed to me and cuddled me. I was surprised. Usually I just left. "Alex that was the very best. You were simply superb. I have worked with you for a long time but never, never, have you been so good. This has been streamed to our owner. He's on the phone right now. Take his call from here." I was bloody worn out. I spoke into the cell's mic "Alex here." I said. "You have just pulled off the best and I reckon most courageous interview I have every heard." My boss's voice boomed through the receiver. "I can't believe what I heard. Man you are something else again. Guess that's why I pay you so much money. But this, shit, I've just stopped all TV and radio stations from their regular programmes to play it. The TV has their pictures and your interview." "Thank you sir." I replied. "Alex, you've made me very wealthy with your work, but this time you've gone over the top. Our competitors will try headhunting you again! I hear you have a young boy with you. You told the UK people he is your son. That right?" "Uh, yea, I did." I responded. "I know better. You get that kid and both of you go the best restaurant you can find in London and have a bloody ball. If I were next to you I would give you a bear hug. You have that meal on me and give that kid what ever he wants. If he is what you need to bring out even more from Alex, then you do it! You have my blessing and a bloody fat bonus for today." "You know about all this?" I was flabbergasted. "Course I do." He replied. "I've been protecting your back for a long time. You happen to be the best in the business Worldwide. Why do you think I keep increasing your salary?" My head was spinning. I had never received this amount of praise ever. My boss was a very tough business- man. He had TV and Radio stations around the World and Internet, Pay TV companies and Newspapers. Coming from him this was praise indeed. He knew I liked boys! Shit this was new as well. Take Adonis to dinner; give him what he wanted. Hell, I couldn't take it in. "You do some more interviews on Saturday and maybe Sunday. I know you're going to New York. I've lined up some more there. Alex you are simply the best." "Thank you sir, I don't know what to say." "Nothing, just get with that kid. I'm not stupid I know why you were so bloody good today! I'll talk with you tomorrow." He said logging off. I was in a daze. Somewhere in the back of my head I knew I could tackle big issues and give good interviews. This was the hardest I had ever done. Now my boss was not only praising me, he gave me his blessing to love a boy. I lost it. The emotion of the interview and now this caused my eyes to water and I started blubbering. My tears flowed as I tried to come to terms with this amazing series of events. Pete took his phone from me and pushed my body onto a chair. "Going to get Kevin with you now." He muttered. I slobbered and cuddled the back of the chair. Kevin rounded the corner and walked towards me. His face was a mess. I looked up from my wet eyes into his. He was crying. "I, I can't believe what I saw, and heard. I wanted to get in there with you as you worked through the abuse that those men wanted to give the World. You were so good. I never knew what you did. I couldn't stop watching and listening. I love you so much. I want to be with you all the time. I love you so much Dad." Kevin's eyes streamed with tears, they joined mine as we held each other. The driver had followed Kevin. His eyes were teary and his voice trembled as he faced me. "I didn't know what to expect. I have never in all my life seen such a display. You were so good. Any wonder you are held in so much awe whenever you come to London. I sat with Kevin and we just cried as you continued to interview those hard men. They shook your hand and left, liking you." The driver sniffled. "Come here cuddle us both," I told him. He welcomed my advance and did. We fell off the chair and ended up wrapped in arms over the floor. Pete came back and grinned as he saw our predicament. He told me that the interview was now on all the major stations in the UK. I gathered Adonis and we listened to the discussion. I was floored. I had never been this hard on anybody. They answered all of my questions and, yea it was good. The best I had done I thought. Kevin held me so tight and put his head over my chest. "Love you more than ever," he whispered. "Same here, without you I could not have done what I did." "Had a call from my boss in Sydney after that. He wants us to go eat in the best London Restaurant; he will pay the bill. He was very kind about the interview." The driver sensed something with us. He offered to drive us to a place he knew. "You must come and eat with us." I told him. "You looked after Kevin while I worked. My boss wants us all to enjoy London. He thinks that the interview will add to my radio audience." "Uh, I'm your driver. You don't need me to be with you" "I think so. My boss knows about me and I recognise you. We are both intoxicated with Kevin. I know you want to see his body and use it." "Uh, how would you know?" "It's easy to read man. You want to feel my boy and fuck him." The driver froze as he watched me. Kevin grinned as usual. "Let's go enjoy London and have a good time. You can come back to the Hotel and we will have a nice threesome. You into that?" I asked him. "Ah, I'm just a driver of the stars of the company. That's you. My directions are to make you enjoy your stay in London and make sure you get to the studio." "Yea, I know," I responded. "But you are also a guy who likes boys. I can see that." "Yea, I guess. But Kevin is very special. There is not a boy I have seen who has his beauty." "He is the best there is. I know what you want and Kevin wants to fuck your cock. He loves a good screw." "Let's find a nice place to eat and screw later. You happy with that Kevin?" "Yea, If you are with me Dad. If you want me to take his cock then I would love it. But I have changed after today. I saw a different side of you and really want just you and me. Is that possible?" Adonis asked. "Of course son. We will do what ever you want. "After today I realise how little I know. You were so, so good. I still can't believe what happened." Adonis said. "Hey man, it looks as if Kevin has finally come down from the high that he's been on for a while. Do you mind if we have a raincheck and do this later? I will take Kevin back to the hotel and then we will collapse I think. Let's do it tomorrow. You happy with that?" I asked the driver. "Of course I am. After what you have been through and what Kevin has seen, a good rest is needed. If you want the car and me in the morning you know the number to call." We returned to our Hotel. Kevin was lying over me and as the door opened he let his sleepy eyes flicker as I carried his body through the Lobby. "You want to eat something?" He asked. "If you do my boy." I replied. "Yea, I'm hungry actually. Can we find some food?" "We can eat in that Restaurant," I told my boy. "Come on let's get some food." We sat at a table looking at each other as we waited for the food. "I didn't know what to expect today. I'm sorry. I lost it when I watched you in that booth. You were so good and so informed about things I didn't know. You are a very clever man. I want to be like you. We have never talked about these things. Please make me aware and be like you." I looked at my young boy and smiled at him. "Kevin, it takes a lot of years to understand what I asked and said today. I'm not sure of the outcomes from what you saw. I only know that I challenged four young, tough men who want to kill themselves as the try to blow up some icons in our City. The fact that I understood what they wanted was fed to me by my Producer. I am a puppet who asks the questions and tries to make some sense of this topsy, turvy World. "No, you were so good. You made them answer questions and state what they really wanted. I could not leave the window for the whole time you were there. My Mother thinks you are wonderful, now I know why. Teach me Dad. I want to know about these things. I want to be able to do what you did today." Plates arrived at out table. Adonis lifted his knife and fork. I thought about his request. I could teach him so much I realised. We were spending so much time together. This had never happened to me. I was in the company of a beautiful boy, who wanted to learn from me. I had the chance to almost clone him. Kevin ate and so did I. We finished the feast and caught the elevator to our room. I was so sleepy, so was Kevin. "Bed seems a good idea." I said to Kevin. "It's not very late, but we haven't had much shut-eye for a while." "I'm very tired and after that dinner, I don't think I can cope with anything but sleep." Kevin yawned. "You want to cuddle me and let me sleep in your arms?" "Kevin I want to cuddle you and of course you will have my arms, as I want yours. You have had a very long day and I think the interview has drained you. Bed sounds great." I replied. We undressed quickly and all but fell into bed. Kevin's arms pulled me to him as I did the same to him. We couldn't get closer to each other unless we were clamped. I massaged his neck and back with slow rubs. He did the same to me. I kissed Adonis lightly and felt him drift to sleep. My adrenalin surges slowed and my racing thoughts came back to the love I had for this gorgeous boy, wrapped in my arms. He was sleeping peacefully. I felt his breath on my neck as I found the same blissful state. To be continued.