Date: Mon, 24 Nov 2008 15:10:18 -0500 From: Kip Parker Subject: A Toy of One's Own - Chapter 3 A Toy of One's Own by Kip Chapter 3 Disclaimer: This story contains sexual content of a homosexual nature between consenting teenagers. It is intended for mature audiences only. If you are under legal age, offended, or otherwise do not wish to view material of a frank and sexual nature do not read this story. Copyright is retained by the Author. Please do not post or link with out his written permission. Jona's Story "Breakfast!" shouted Jeffey. Jeffey had lured us out of the bedroom and into the big living room with the good smells of something cooking in the kitchen and that one word - "Food!" After all we were teen boys and growing and we loved food with a passion as well as sleep. Well and maybe things that also involve sex too, haha. Jona got up from the bed where he had been sitting and I watched him look around my bed room. It was the first times he had a chance to take in his surroundings, with all that had been happening to him, everything must have seemed a total blur of images and people. He was still recovering from the awful mugging. I puzzled as to what events had brought him to be a runaway kid and made him take to the streets. I am glad he was accepting some help and coming to the realization that he was just a kid and not big enough to truly defend himself against very bad people. He now had to admit to himself he needed help and friends. I had this bad feeling that he did not have many friends he could count on and he really needed some good ones right now. Well I sure was ready to be a good one, and hopefully a lot more to him than just a friend. My room is pretty big. A wall of sliding glass doors makes up one side of the room and on the other a huge LCD high def TV. I am pretty lucky in the 'stuff' department. There was a lot of crap and clothes all over the place as usual , I am definitely not a neat-freak. On one wall is a group of huge posters of cute shirtless boys like singers Jesse McCartney and Aaron Carter when he looked so cute and innocent. There was also a big poster of a shirtless Shaun White, the redheaded snowboarder dude. I guess he is gonna notice that I sure like teen boy celebs and definitely have no pics of chicks. Ha ha. I hope he is cool with that. Still in our boxers we walked into the living room which has a big couch and easy chairs, another big ass TV and at the end of the room is a table with 4 chairs by the window that overlooks the pool outside. The place sure looks good, well thanks to my indulgent 'rents it definitely does. Jeffey had poured out some big glasses of orange juice beside each plate. He came back in from the kitchenette with a platter of Eggos that were piping hot, freshly nuked and he had brought out some syrup, butter and jam. "Any one want milk ?" he offered. Jona nodded and a big glass of milk for him suddenly appeared. We all sat down and pigged out. Jona was eating very slowly but then he began to relax and picked up a bit of speed. He was so hungry; he began to really dig in and enjoy. I assumed this was his first real meal in quite a while. We all settled back from our empty plates, and with full tummy's, just sat there chilling out. I wanted to start talking to our mostly silent guest but it was Jeffey who started it! "Jona, do you wanna talk, do you want us to contact someone, do you wanna get in touch with your folks so you can go back home ?" It was all said very softly, his voice had the sound of real concern. Jona remained silent for a bit then his sweet face began to cloud up. He suddenly totally freaked when the words began to sink in. "Noooo!" he screamed. "I can't go back he will kill me or I will kill myself," he sobbed bitterly. He was crying really hard again and I so hated to see that. I drew my chair over and put my arm around him until he finally stopped crying. He eventually settled down and for the first time really began to talk. At last he was willing to share his story. It definitely sucked. It was a dreary tale all too familiar today about a very nice kid and bad times and way sad circumstances. His mom was young when she married and when he was born, he was an only kid, the father was in the Army and tragically was killed in some conflict in the mid east. His mom worked in a store then re-married a guy who turned into a real looser and a wife beater. He left, she tried to work hard and provide a good home but they were always poor. Then, a year ago she got sick and died. His grandparents were far away and unable to help and suddenly he was shipped off to his step-dad who soon was the terror of his life. Beatings and such shit like that were frequent and he was always afraid of the mean bastard, especially when he had been drinking. Love and affection was something he had never really had except for his poor mom who was now dead. He had not made a lot of friends at school. Finally, after one really incredibly bad beating, he just could not stand it and left taking only the contents of what he could stuff in his back pack. Those few possessions were about all he really had anyway. He had enough money to get a bus out of his scruffy town, he then slept in parks, hitched rides and scrounged around for food. It was a rough life for the three weeks he had been on the streets. He had sought refuge in a church once but the old priest talked about calling social services and looked at him in a way that totally freaked him out and he fled. He made it to our town two days ago where he had been sleeping in the park. He was cold at night and frightened. There were some other runaway kids in the park too, but they were a bit more street smart and pretty rough and he did not trust them. I figured that trust was something he didn't really have about anyone any more. Hungry and not knowing where to turn he had been looking in the dumpster behind the diner for food scraps when a gang of tough teens spotted him. They hit him a couple of times, pushed him around and shook him up really bad. They riffled his back pack talking the only money he had which was only about $10.00. It was then that I found him. Shit, talk about fate. I had never seen Jeffey been so affected by anything as much as Jona's story. He was practically crying too. He is pretty casual about most stuff, but Jona's story really got to him. I sat there with my arm still around Jona when Jeffey's cell phone went off. It was his fuck toy college boyfriend Kevin, they were supposed to go to the mall later today. I know they are now pretty serious but I couldn't help think of how they got started messing around with Jeffey seducing a supposedly straight stud. My thoughts almost made me laugh out loud, especially as Jeffey had turned the jock boy into a bottom-boi, well sometimes at least. Jeffey flipped the Raza phone closed and with his face suddenly much brighter said that Kevin would be here at 11.00 am. "We are going to the mall. Get ready guys" Jona looked puzzled, "You're coming too." I smiled at him. I showed Jona where his clean but ragged jeans were in the bed room and he put them on. He does have such a cute butt I thought, and I think he caught me staring at him as he got dressed. Well he is cute so I could not help myself. I brought in the dry Vans and he slowly pulled on his old tattered hoodie. He looked pretty scruffy but I knew that this was gonna change real fast later today. "Where is the rest of my stuff?", he asked looking a bit worried. "It is all right here. I said. I pointed to the back pack in the corner of the room with Burr sitting on top of it. He walked over and picked up the now washed Teddy Bear and smiled at it. It was the first real smile I had seen on him. It really made a difference to see his blue eyes bright and finally look happy. I wanted to keep that kid always smiling. Jeffey and I headed for the shower, and I wondered what Jona thought of the fact we disappeared into the bathroom at the same time, well we were in a big hurry and showering together does save water, ha ha. We came back to the bedroom after drying ourselves. Hey, we did not fool around in the shower, though the temptation was pretty strong. Well maybe a grope or two, like we are human and pretty horny boys even. When I came it with just a towel on, Jona was still on the bed holding the little bear. Fishing around in my drawer for some clean boxers I turned and said, "I think he likes it here," I said looking down at the little bear. "Maybe you will both stay for a while." Before he could answer, a horn sounded and I knew Kevin was here. He set the bear back down on top of his back pack and we all hustled to get ready and get out the door. With my back to him I dropped my towel and showed him my cute butt, slipped on my AE boxers and then hurriedly pulled on some cargo shorts and an Abercrombie T shirt and Jeffey had on his sagging skater shorts and a Bilabong tank top. He wore his black Vans, I had slipped into some AE leather flip flops. We rushed out the door pulling Jona along with us and I grabbed my wallet, having tucked in it the parental units credit card - well it has my name on it too. They were away on a week's trip out of town and they left me with some emergency money as well as the plastic. This sure seemed like a good excuse to use the card. It definitely was an unusual situation that was demanding prompt attention to fashion. Our mission was to do some serious shopping for the boy. Kevin stood waiting by the car looking as handsome as ever, he had short cut red hair now covered by his baseball cap, an Abercrombie T and Vans with no sox. He had a sweet face and looked like your typical frat boy, but without the attitude. He definitely was a keeper if you were into older college boy types. After a 20 minute drive we were at the mall. We made small talk, I pointed out the local landmarks and hangouts to Jona as we drove by and sat really close with my new best buddy in the back. Jeffey rode shotgun with his part time boyfriend Kevin and they chatted away like a couple of high school girls. College boy had a sleek 2007 Beemer 4 door in Silver and it is totally a sweet ride with a great sound system. Kevin's 'rents have lots of dough and he sure does not lack for cool toys. We parked the Beemer in a spot where Kevin thought the doors would not get a ding. (He so worries about that car) and we scurried into the mall. I looked at Jona and began to think about what I wanted to buy the kid. He did not know it, but he was gonna seriously increase his clothing inventory today by about a zillion times. It was a nice Sunday afternoon and the parking lot was pretty full but not too crowded. Checking out a couple of interesting looking teens on our way in we headed for the main entrance. We enjoyed the AC and the fact it was not too crowded. Walking down the row of shops I steered the guys into the American Eagle store. I love their cool shit and besides they have way cute clerks and all the hottie boys are always shopping there. Poor Jona thought all the stuff I was hauling off the racks was for me but soon I was holding all kinds of shit up in front of him and thinking what would look good on him. I grabbed some cargo shorts on end of summer sale table and a hoodie and said "Here," as I thrust them into his arms "go try these on." He looked at me and the clothes and hesitated. "Yeah Jona, put it on. " The surprised Jona trotted off to the fitting room like I was crazy or something. "Wait," he said as he emerged from the booth looking so cute in the new tan cargo shorts, "I don't have any money." I said that even if he did it wouldn't do him no good cause I am treating. His eyes got really big. "I can't accept it," he said. "Awwww. Please do," I put on my sad puppy dog face. "I have so much I want to share, and besides I never had a kid brother to take care of or spoil rotten." He did not know how true I felt about that statement. I was really beginning to fall for the kid. I definitely wanted him to stay whether he was straight, bi or gay. I wanted him around so bad, funny how you can develop an affection for someone so incredibly fast. Jona sighed in resignation already knowing I would not take no for an answer and disappeared into the dressing room area to try on more stuff I handed him. I would not take any refusal on his part. Not today anyway. A boy with bleached hair and a phone thingy around his neck that connected to the stock room walked across the floor, looked my way and then came quickly over to me and gave me a hug. It was Scott who was 17 and in my high school class and a pretty good friend. He worked there at AE full time in summer and part time during the school year. He was also fun in bed. I had recently discovered that back in June, but he was a bit old for me. Like he was just my age, haha and I do like so prefer my guys to be a bit younger. I told Scott I was helping out a friend with school clothes and he grinned, "Surrree......He is way cute isn't he," he whispered. " Yeah..." I said, "but I saw him first," and gave him a wink. Jona emerged again and looked cute in his new outfit of a red T's and dark tan cargo shorts. I had Scott cut off the price tags off so he could ring up the new duds as I wanted Jona to wear them. We put his old stuff in a shopping bag and came away with about 3 more bags of hoodies, sox, briefs, a sweater, T's, jeans, cargo pants and more shorts, a pair of flip flops, two baseball caps .. yeah and more besides. I really went totally overboard, What can I say, hey I was born to shop. Lugging all the new gear we then hit up Aeropostale, and GAP and then the Lucky Jeans Company and we had to stop at Hot Topic where Jeffey had Jona get some skater shorts. He picked them out and had him try them on, they really looked cute on him. I loved the way they sagged on his adorable butt. We went into a shoe store and got him two new pairs of Vans, one in white the other in black while Jeffey and Kevin made a run back to the car as we were collecting so many bags of shit like you would not believe. Jona was in a trance, he could not believe this was all happening to him. Finally we got to Abercrombie & Fitch. I figured on saving the best fun for last. I love the smell of the store with the cologne they spray and the mixed cd music is always pumped up way high and fun to hear. I loved the way Jona checked out the huge photo of the hottie shirtless guy that greeted us as we walked into the store and hung on the wall facing us. His eyes were so wide as he gazed at the guy's smooth abs and chest in the giant black and white poster. A slightly snotty kid with curly brown hair, a shell choker necklace and tan cargo shorts came over to wait on us. He had his nose up in the air but took one look at Jona and his total distant attitude changed. I noticed the poor clerk kid had developed a very noticeable bulge in his cargos that was not there before when I first spotted him. I smiled to myself, I sure had a looker with me that attracted attention, now if only he would stay and be my boy friend. We got a zip hoodie, a polo shirt, some more T's, a bottle of Fierce cologne, I love that stuff, a hemp necklace and a leather wrist band, and of course some more jeans and cargo shorts, another hoodie, sweater and a baseball cap. I was gonna make my boy-toy a sweet little walking brand whore! How could I not resist. I spotted some brown and pink swim jams and a pair of yellow flowered surfer jams as well on sale and added those to the growing pile of stuff we were buying. They looked a bit small and I hoped it would show off his cute butt at our pool. "Try these on." I said. I followed him into the changing area. He came out the door of the booth and stood still with a tiny grin of embarrassment and turned around slowly. I had to restrain myself from pushing him back in the cubicle and ravishing the kid on the spot. They looked perfect on him and showed a nice bulge in the front and when he turned such cute little round ass. Aiden, the A & F store boy was now at the register bagging all the new stuff in those sexy A & F bags with the hot guy images by that Bruce Weber photo guy takes they have printed on them. Man would I like to work for that photographer, hehe. He shoots the hottest models! The curly headed clerk kid had made a point of introducing himself to all of us and I suspected we had made a new friend. Actually he seemed like a pretty decent guy and seemed to get along with Kevin and Jeffey as we shopped and looked over stuff. He made a couple of friendly smiles at me as well when he wasn't drooling over Jona. I did notice his tented cargo's as he still had his Jona inspired boner when we left the store and I winked at him on the way out. He blushed. I bet he was going to have a lot of visual memory to jerk off to tonight. Despite all my wanton thoughts about boys and hottie guys in the mall and more especially Jona, I was beginning to get hungry and I assumed others were as well. It was time to hit the food court, we were starving! We pigged out on pizza and soda and had fun just hanging out in the food court with lots of other teen shoppers around us and a few oldies, and some families with kids. It was so good to relax and just chill, I had had a way lot of serious stuff to think about in the less then twenty-four hours. Jona was looking better and was losing that scared rabbit look he had shown last night and early this morning. In fact he was looking more like a normal teen hanging out for some retail fun at the mall with his buddies. Actually, I thought more and more how natural this all was with the four of us being together. It was amazing as I had not know the kid even for 24 hours. Dumping our empty paper plates in the trash bin we gathered up all our shopping bags and shit and headed back to my place. We were now pretty wasted from the exhausting orgy of serious shopping, ha ha. After endless trips of lugging our loot in from the Beemer, Kevin and Jeffey collapsed on the couch with Jeffey practically in his boyfriends lap. I wondered what Jona was thinking about that vignette of domestic buddy-ship. I herded Jona into the bedroom for a much needed nap. He flopped down on the bed and was soon out like a light. I tried to stay awake just taking in his good looks but I too was soon in dreamland. About three o'clock we all seemed to wake up at about the same time. I looked out at the bright sun on the deck and I said two very important words. " Pool Time!" To be Continued Authors Note: No employees, staff or other associates of Abercrombie & Fitch, Hollister or American Eagle Outfitters were molested or seduced or otherwise compensated during the writing of this story. No implications are made about their sexuality or sexual preferences. I let their homo-erotic ads and Bruce Weber photos speak for themselves and make no further comment on the audience their clothes appeals to. Thanks to all the encouragement from all my friend in the #niftywriters chat room and also in #niftyorg. See guys ...... yes dru and Elliot, I finally posted! Many thanks to my friend and editor Jesse. A special "Hey!" to new readers Danny_Joh, Jarod, Johnny, and my friend Ryan. I appreciate your support. The mall has been such a major part of American culture the past 60 years that it is hard to remember there was a time before when there was no good place to hang with your buddies other them ice cream shops, the school yard or street corners. But the mall era has changes all that. Not only can you indulge the great American passion for shopping but you can see a movie, eat fast food and best of all check out other teens guys! Yes, the mall is the place to see cute guys in their natural habitat of trendy clothing stores, food courts and stores that sell cool stuff like 'puter games and all the " you-just-gotta-get-it" shit like that! So have fun, improve the economy by shopping and see what hotties are there! Thanks to those kind readers who wrote, such letters are most gratefully received as they make one's efforts worthwhile. Please do support Nifty.