Date: Fri, 27 Sep 2019 18:14:35 -0500
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Subject: First Kid by Cutter09 gay adult/youth

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 First Kid

  "Hold still, you little shit!"

  "Let me go. Please, I'll be good." He was crying hysterically.

  "I'll let you go after I beat your head in. Now what are you doing in my
house?"

 "Your house?...You're not one of them?"

  "One of who? Start talking, before I lose my temper."

  "They kidnapped me."

  Okay he had my attention.

  "Who did?" I asked relaxing my grip on his arm.

  "I don't know. I was blindfolded."

  "Look kid you better start making some sense real fast. How did you get
away? How many are there? And let's start with your name."

  "Lee." He said beginning to calm down.

  "Okay that's a start. How many and how did you get away?"

  "There are four of them. Duke went to sleep before tying me back up."

  "Good, you know their names." I said thinking we were making progress.

  "No, just Duke's."

  "How do you only know one's name, and not the other's?"

  "Duke always .. he had night duty."

  "Night duty? How long have they had you?"

  "I don't know. A week, maybe. I was blindfolded most of the time."

  "So how do you know Duke had night duty?" If I catch this little shit in
a lie, I'll know it's all bullshit.

  "Night time animals sound different. You know like owls and stuff. And
there was no light coming through the blindfold at night."

  Okay that made sense.

  "So Duke is asleep and you snuck out. When was this?"

  "Last night, probably early this morning. I fell asleep too for a while,
and I woke up, found I wasn't tied and snuck out."

  "Okay kid. I believe you. Let's get you to town and someone there will
get you home. I'm sorry you went through all that."

  "No, They're out there looking for me. They're gonna kill me, and
probably you too." He began crying again.

  "Look, kid, when they found you gone, they probably high tailed it out of
the state. Let's go before it starts getting dark."

  "You don't understand. They have to kill me."

  "What are you talking about? Why do they have to kill you?"

  "Because..Shit.. I guess I have to trust you. My name is Lee Jameson."

  Why does that ring a bell? Jameson.. Shit! President Jameson's son. I
remember hearing something about it when I was in town, but I really don't
give a shit about what goes on it the rest of the world.

  He must have seen the light dawning on me. "Yes, I'm the president's
son. If they don't kill me and bury me someplace no one will ever find,
they will be hunted the rest of their lives."

  "Do you know if they had any weapons?"

  "Yeah, I think so. I heard the same noises I hear when my detail is
cleaning a gun."

  Shit.

  "What else do you know about them?"

  "Uh..They didn't know who I was until after they had me a day or so."

  "What? How did they not know? You have have Secret Service guys around
you 24/7."

  "Um...I kinda gave them the slip. I hate not being able to go anywhere or
do anything by myself." He admitted.

  "Yeah, and see where that got you." I said angrily. "So you left your
security detail, and then what?"

  "I was going to a video game store, when the next thing I know I had a
bag over my head and I'm being driven somewhere. It was the next day at
least when I heard them saying they really fucked up. That the whole army
would be looking for them the rest of their lives, if they let me go as
planned."

  "They planned to let you go? Why kidnap someone and keep them for at
least a day, then let them go? This doesn't add up Lee."

  He started crying again. Shit I hate when kids cry. "It's gonna be okay
Lee. Please. Stop crying."

  "They did things. They took pictures and videos. I couldn't stop them."

  Shit he was hysterical again. At least now it made sense though. Snatch a
kid, keep him blindfolded, take dirty pictures, let him go before you get
caught.

  I hugged him. Damn I hate when kids cry, I never know what to
do. "Really, Lee, it's gonna be okay. I promise. I'll get you to safety,
and then you can lead the authorities to where they kept you. They will do
some forensic shit and catch the guys."

  "That's just it. If they find the place, all those pictures and
videos. I'm the president's son for god sake. Pictures like that.. The
things they made me do. I can't live with that. Everybody on the planet
will see it. It will be on the internet forever."

  "Yeah, I see what you mean." Poor kid. I can't imagine nude pictures of
me circling the globe. I mean, I'm a grown man. I have a decent size eight
incher, and I wouldn't want the whole world to see it. This kid is only
about thirteen, still concerned about his development, and the president's
son. He sure doesn't need that.

  "What else can you tell me about them? Can you describe them?"

  Uh..Well, Duke was a big guy. Well over six feet, and fat, not too smart
either. Another guy had a Mexican accent, he was the shortest except
for.. Uh.. another one didn't like to bathe, I didn't like him. Him and the
Mexican were pretty mean. The last one never talked much, but I got the
feeling he was more or less the leader."

  Lee stopped for a moment then blubbered "What am I going to do? Those
pictures can't get out."

  Shit. Poor kid really was concerned about his size. He's just a kid, no
one would expect it to be big. They probably made him masturbate to get
better pictures, that's not too bad, all boys jerk off.

  "This place they kept you, can you describe it?"

  "When I got out, I noticed it was bigger than this place, log walls but
not run down. They had electricity too. I know because of the lighting."

  "Lighting?"

  "For the videos. I could feel the heat from the lights."

  "Do you have any idea where it is?"

  "No. It was dark when I left, I just ran. When the sun came up, I went
toward it. I figured if I kept going straight, I would eventually hit
something."

  "Did you cross any water?"

  "No."

  Okay now I knew it was west and between here and the river. "Did you have
to turn when you went toward the sun?"

  "Uh.. yeah a little left."

  Okay west and north a little. I know where there are a few cabins up that
way. But which one? For what they were doing, probably the most secluded. I
had an idea which.

  I went to my `basement' and lit a lantern. I call it my basement it's
basically a wooden room below the cabin. I dug it and put in a
generator. Yes I have a few lights, I just don't use them much. I store my
food and stuff down there to keep it from animals.

  "Lee, I want you to go down and stay there till I get back. I'm gonna
slide the table over the door, so you won't be able to open it. Not because
I'm trying to trap you. It's just in case someone comes looking for
you. They probably won't know the door is there."

  "What are you gonna do?"

  "Try to find them, before they find you."

  "They have guns. Wait,. I don't even know your name."

  "Mike."

  "Please be careful, Mike. I know these guys are bad." He sounded sincere.

  "If you hear someone come in, blow out the lantern, and don't make a
sound. If it's me I'll stomp on the door three times before I open it. Got
that?

  "Yes, sir."

  "I'm not your dad, and I'm not in the military anymore. Just call me Mike
not sir."

  "Sure, Mike."

  I led him down, then closed the trapdoor, sliding the table on top.

  I looked around to see if there was any sign that Lee had been
here. Closed the shutters on the windows, and stepped outside. I heard
someone coming on the left side of the cabin, so I circled right.

 Making my way around back I could hear his steps and continued around to
the left side.

  "Lee, baby. You in there? Come on out, you know I ain't gonna hurt you
none."

  Peeking around the wall I see a hulk of a man. I'm 6'1'' and he had a few
inches on me. And probably a hundred pounds. This must be Duke.

  "Lee... Baby..." He was saying as he opened the door.

  I crept up behind him, grabbed his head, and snapped his neck. He dropped
like a lead balloon. One down, three to go. I drug his fat ass to one of my
toilet holes I have dug. I'd used this particular one a long time, it was
pretty nasty. I rolled him into the shit pile and threw a few branches over
him. I headed east toward the suspected cabin.

  Living in these woods since I got out of the Marines three years ago made
me quite familiar with them. When I first came out here, I did recon on the
whole area. Call me paranoid if you want, but now it's coming in handy.

  When I got to the cabin, I kept low and peeked in a few windows till I
found them. Lee was right, there were three more, and one was Hispanic.

  "Give him until morning to find the little bastard. If he's not back by
then I'll kill him myself." One of them was saying.

  "He's your fucking cousin. You brought him in. If we don't get that kid
back, I'm killing both you mother fuckers." This was probably the one that
Lee thought was the leader.

  The Mexican just nodded his head and said "Puto."

  "Boss, I'll do it. I swear. But what about the money? How will we get it
if we don't have the kid?"

  "When we find the kid, I'll send the note with instructions to the
Washington Post. They're in the president's pocket anyway. Once we get the
money we kill the kid and sell the pics and vids anyway. We'll probably
make another couple of million off those alone."

  "Too bad we gotta kill him. He's a little hottie. Maybe we could sell him
too." Duke's cousin said, as he rubbed his crotch.

  "Don't be stupid. He's famous. Nobody could be seen with him." Bossman
said.

  "Well, can we keep him an extra day? That kid gives the best head I've
had in years." Cousin said, and Mexican nodded in agreement.

  Bossman looked at him like he was nuts. "We'll see. But probably not. The
sooner we get rid of him the better."

  "We chure got lucky Boss. Instead of just selling a few peechurs we grabs
el presidente's keed. Now we make mucho dinero."

  I could only see a few handguns around, they probably each had one. But
that was three more than I had. I circled to the other side, and found the
room with the lights and cameras. They were pointed at a bed in the corner
of the room. There were sheets on the walls to conceal the location of the
video shoot.

  Ropes were still tied to the bedposts. It was obvious that Lee had been
spread eagle on that bed.

  I made it back home and stomped on the trapdoor three times then let Lee
out.

  "What happened?"

  "I found them. They're armed like you said. I can't get to those pictures
with them there, and they're not leaving till morning. Do you like pork and
beans, cause that's about all I got. I might have some soup too. Which
would you like?"

  "I never get pork and beans at home."

  We sat with our dinner, me trying not to imagine what went on in front of
those cameras, and Lee probably trying to forget.

  "I thought I heard Duke just after you left me down there." Lee said,
breaking the thick silence.

  "Yeah, you did." I told him.

  "Did he see you?"

  "No, he never saw me. I think he had some kind of pain in his neck, and
left unexpectedly."

  Lee thought for a moment then said "I heard a loud thud too."

  "Yeah, that was when the pain hit his neck." I reported.

  Lee nodded. "He's not coming back.. is he?"

  "Don't think so." I answered. Lee nodded again.

  "Why was he calling you baby?" I had to ask.

  "He called me that when..he ...when he was on night duty."

  I just nodded, my imagination taking me places.

  "Where's your bathroom?"

  "Kid, this ain't the Hilton. Go outside and pick a tree."

  "You mean, you don't even have a shower?"

  "Yeah, I got a shower of sorts." I said pointing to the corner where my
makeshift shower was. It did have a spray head, and it was fed by a barrel
on the roof. I capture rainwater in it and use that to bathe, though not as
often as I should probably.

  "That? There's not even a curtain."

  "Hey. I wasn't exactly expecting company. Take it or leave it."

  "Do you have any toilet paper?" He asked indignantly?

  I do, but he pissed me off. "What, there aren't enough leaves out there
for your little ass?"

  He marched out, and returned in a few minutes. He noticed I wasn't going
anywhere or even turning my head, so he started to take off his clothes. He
got to his tighty whities, and I still wasn't turning away. He defiantly
whipped them off. He stood naked in front of me as if to say
"There. Happy?"

  I looked at him from head to toe. I must say, it was pretty. Of course I
hadn't been around any naked people in three years, and never around naked
kids, so I'm probably not a good judge. He was almost hairless. Except for
a small patch above his little cock. I doubt that he was really little, I
just haven't seen any boy cocks. It would probably be about four and a half
inches when hard. For his age, that was at least average I thought.

  When he didn't receive any reaction from me he stomped over to the
shower. When he turned I saw his cute little butt. Nice shape, slightly
paler than the rest of him. I could feel my own cock stir in my pants.

  He just stood in the corner looking around for a few minutes. He had no
clue how to operate it. I walked over to him "Is there a problem?"

  "Yeah, how do you work this thing?" He said.

  I looked down at his now hard dick. It had appeal, I admit.

  "Turn that lever up, then pull this chain. Don't waste the water. Only
hold the chain long enough to get you wet. Then soap yourself. Then pull
the chain again to rinse." I said, eyeing his cock. He saw me looking, and
his dick jumped a bit.

  I turned back toward my chair and heard the chain rattle. Then "Holy
shit!"

 Laughing a little I sat down.

 "That's fucking cold!" he proclaimed loudly.

  "This ain't the Hilton." I repeated. "And is that anyway for the
president's son to talk?"

  I noticed his dick had some immediate shrinkage. Cold water will do that
to you.

  "Fuck you. You could've warned me." He accused.

  "But that wouldn't be any fun." I laughed.

  I watched him bathe. I don't know why. I couldn't take my eyes off of
him. As he finished washing, I took a towel from the shelf and warmed it on
the stove. When he was rinsed, I wrapped the towel around him, and started
to dry him off. It was the most natural thing, somehow. He stood and let me
dry him, even his dick, which had risen again.

  When I finished drying him, he sat down, wrapped only in the towel. I
undressed for my own shower. He watched me as intently as I had watched
him. My cock rose to it's full eight inches, which I did nothing to
hide. Somehow it didn't deflate any when the cold water hit me. Maybe
because I was looking directly at him, and his cock was standing up between
the gap in the towel.

  When I finished,I stood in front of him, my cock mere inches from his
face "Why did Duke call you baby?"

  Lee took a minute, then the dam burst. "He liked to call me that while he
fucked me. He started the first day, even before they knew who I was. It
happened after we first got to the cabin. They had the cameras already set
up. They made me strip, then the boss went first. He made me suck him. I
fought at first, but he slapped me around, warned me not to bite him or he
would kill me. When he shot his load in my mouth, he told me to open my
mouth and show the camera. Then the Mexican man put his dick in my
mouth. He grabbed my head and pushed his dick down my throat. I gagged but
he didn't care. He just fucked my mouth for about ten minutes and then
shoved it hard while pulling my head tight against him and squirted in my
throat. The the other guy. His dick tasted dirty. I hated it. He wanted me
to do all the work, too. I forced myself to suck it, though I nearly
puked. Duke didn't want a blow job.

  "Duke, greased his cock and they tied me face down on the bed. Duke got
on my back and I could feel his dick at my hole. He pushed hard and it went
in. It hurt like hell, and I screamed. He said `It's okay baby. It only
hurts a little at first. I knew they were filming me getting fucked in the
ass by Duke. He barely made it all the way in before he suddenly jerked a
little and collapsed on me.

  "Later, they made me jerk off for the camera. Then three of them got blow
jobs again. Duke waited till they put me to bed. Then he fucked me
again. He kept calling me baby while he fucked me. He told me to call him
Daddy. The next day all of them fucked me. One after the other, with the
camera going the whole time. They called it my gangbang party. Then they
wanted beer, and the boss guy went to get it. That's when they found out
who I am.

  "After that things changed. They didn't touch me the rest of that day. I
could hear them saying things like "Man we really fucked up." "What are
gonna do?" Duke came in that night and slept with me again. He fucked me,
but at least this time he played with my dick too, while he did it. He said
"You like it don't you baby?

  "They started treating me better. They fed me and let me go to the
bathroom. Duke always had to stay with me. He was pretty stupid, and the
others bossed him around.

  "Sometime that day the boss guy decided that they would blackmail my dad
into giving them five million dollars. He was going to send a picture of
me, obviously nude, and tell Dad that if he didn't pay, they would spread
the pictures around. That he could have me and the pictures for the money.

  "The next day, every once in awhile one of them would come in and get a
blow job. But the others never fucked me again. Only Duke, at night. He
even began to untie me first. Then he would fuck me and say "Do you like it
when I play with your dick?" or "You like my cock in you?" Afterward he
would tie me up again and go to sleep beside me.

  "Then they decided to keep me around a while till things calmed down a
bit. They wanted to keep playing with me, while they could, before
collecting the money and killing me.

  "The next day the boss guy handed me a dildo. It was about the same size
as the bosses dick, maybe a little thicker though. Not as big as your's
is. But bigger that the others. He set up the camera and told me to fuck
myself with it. He had me pose all kinds of ways with that dildo, made me
keep fucking myself with it until, at one point, I shot a load all over
myself. He thought that was great. "The little bastard likes it in the ass!
Look at that load! This is worth a fortune. The president's son cum's from
ass fucking."

  Lee cried for another minute, "I couldn't help it. I hadn't cum in
days. Then all that sucking and the fucking at night. It felt so good. I
guess I did like it. That night, Duke fucked me again. He kept asking `Is
it good? Are you gonna cum on my cock?' I probably would have it he could
have kept going a little longer."

  "Please Mike, you've got to help me get those videos back. My life is
ruined if people find out I like getting fucked. Dad's career too."

  I didn't care much for his father. It's his fault I have this limp
now. He has no respect for the military. Hell most of his bodyguards are
ex-military. Still though, that's not Lee's fault. I had already decided to
take care of it.

  "Lee, just because you had an orgasm while doing that doesn't mean that
you're gay. You have what's called a prostate gland. All men have
them. When it gets stimulated you will cum. A doctor can do it during a
physical exam even. Do you know what a clitoris is? It's kinda like
that. It's our happy spot."

  Lee grinned when I said that. Then he got sad again. "But Mike, I did
like it. I liked it a lot. I got to where I was looking forward to Duke
getting into bed with me because I knew he would fuck me. It was like an
itch that I couldn't scratch by myself. One day I was sucking the
Mexican. Someone was rubbing my butt, probably Duke, he liked my butt. He
kept teasing my hole with a finger, not really putting it in, but teasing
it. I couldn't take it anymore. I took the Mexican's cock out of my mouth
long enough to say "Dildo." I sucked three cocks and I shot twice while
they fucked me with that dildo. I definitely like it. But the world doesn't
need to know that."

  I could tell he was very worried about this. Who wouldn't be.

  "I'm gonna help you I promise. But we can't do anything til morning. I'll
take care of them and then the videos. You take the bunk, I'll sleep in my
chair. Get some rest, you're gonna need it."

  Lee lay down on the bunk, and I turned out the lantern. I sat in my chair
planning my strategy for the next day.

  "Mike?" Came Lee's voice in the dark.

  "Yeah?"

  "Remember that itch I told you about?"

  "Yeah." I said smiling.

  "It's back. Do you think..I mean, would you.."

  Music to my ears. Even in the dark, I could find the Vasoline I use for
my self abuse.

  I had never had sex with a guy, but I know the mechanics of it. I found
Lee already awaiting me. Knees up by his chest, ass willingly in the
air. Neither of us needed foreplay. I lined up and the head popped in
pretty easy.

  "Ugh.. Go slow at first. You're way bigger than they are." Lee said.

  I could tell, the last couple of inches were more than he was used to. He
took it without complaint though. In fact, he seem pretty grateful to get
it. He wrapped his legs around me and thrust his ass at my burrowing cock.

  "Oh god that's good. I love your cock." Lee said just before cumming on
it.

  As I got close to my own release, he said "I'm gonna cum again." He did
too, just as I unloaded inside him. I collapsed on top of him and he
whispered "That's how it should always be."

  I agree. It was incredible.

  At first light I woke Lee and told him my plan. He wasn't happy because
it involved letting them find him. I assured him I would be close by, and
they wouldn't kill him till they got their money anyway. Their plan
included having him in hand, before they sent the note. I know that for
that note to be effective, it would have to include a picture of him
holding a newspaper with today's headline.

  I left Lee, and made my way to their headquarters. My timing was right,
they were just leaving as I approached.

  "Jose, you go that way to the river. Look along the shore a mile or so in
each direction. If you see any evidence of him crossing meet us back
here. I think he went this way though. I'm taking this dipshit with me so
he can kill his cousin if we find him."

  "Jew got it boss." Jose responded.

  They took off in different directions and I went in the cabin. Lee was
right, it was bigger and nicer than mine. Looking around, I found the
computer. I had to determine whether they had sent any pictures or videos
anywhere. They hadn't. I found folders marked `boys and girls', `boys',
`girls'. There had to be thirty kids in various sex scenes in these
folders. This is one group of guys I wasn't going to feel bad about
killing.

  I found Lee's file. I only glanced through it quickly. I saw enough to
know everything he told me was true.

 I erased everything, then formated the hard drive. In a closet I found
hundreds of discs with names or contents listed on the covers. Boxes of
prints, even vhs tapes. I would take care of this later.

  In another closet I found sex toys, whips, chains, the whole
works. Another thing to take care of later.

  I headed toward the river and saw Jose. I circled behind him and when he
started toward the cabin, grabbed his mouth from behind to muffle the
scream I knew was gonna come when my knife entered his kidney, then slid
around front to his belly button and up. "Lee says hello." I told him. He
only twitched for a minute before I let him drop.

   I assumed the others would stumble around in the woods a while before
finding my place. I was right. I arrived just as they were dragging Lee
out.

  "You've been a bad boy, Lee. I might even have to hurt you before sending
your corpse back to your dad." The boss laughed. I didn't think it funny
though.

  I followed them back to their place. Lee struggled with them along the
way "Let me go you son of a bitch."
  Boss man slapped him and said "You know we can't do that until we get
paid for taking care of you for the last few days." Then to the dirtybird
he said, "Go into town and buy a newspaper. Take your time. Me and Lee are
gonna make another movie."

  I followed dirtybird a few yards from the house, before he got the same
treatment his cousin got. His neck snapped much easier than Duke's.

I took his gun from him, and went back to the cabin.

  I didn't even try to be quiet as I entered. Bossman was tying a naked Lee
to the bed. "That you Jose? Bring me the big dildo, Lee's gonna love it."
He yelled over his shoulder.

  I stuck the gun to the back of his head. "Jose's a little indisposed."
Bossman froze. "Untie him." He did as he was told. Lee jumped up and stood
behind me.

  "Strip," I ordered

  He hesitated, I cocked the pistol, he stripped.

 "Tie him up tight, Lee." I instructed. When he was tied face up to the
bed, I went to the `toy' closet and got the big dildo.

  Bossman wasn't thrilled to see it. "You're not a Secret Service man."

  "Nope. I'm in Lee's service. I understand you like making kids use
dildos. I saw some of your videos. I didn't see one boy or girl asked to be
fucked with a dildo. In fact, none of them seem to want to be in your
movies. I don't like it when kids are forced into sex acts they are not
inclined to participate in.

  "My friend also told me you made him cum with a dildo. Is that right?

  "Yes. Yeah he liked it. Didn't you Lee? Tell him you liked it." Bossman
said squirming.

  "Oh, he told me he liked it. He liked it so much, that he wants to return
the favor. He wants you to see how good it feels to cum with a dildo. Of
course this one is a little bigger than the one he had. It's probably about
fourteen inches long. Maybe ten inches around. But he's just a boy, and
you're a grown man, so maybe this is the right size for you."

  "You can't do this. Your a cop. I have rights." Bossman yelled at me.

  "Who said I was a cop? I didn't say I was a cop. You're gonna get the
same rights as you gave Lee."

  I asked Lee "Did he use any lube on the dildo?"

  Lee nodded yes. "Damn, I was hoping you would say no."

  I gave Bossman a smile. "Looks like you have the right to lube."

  Bossman didn't seem to like that toy going in his ass. Although Lee
seemed to enjoy putting it there. Once the head popped in, Bossman's
screams annoyed me, so I gagged him.

    I let Lee feed him a couple of inches before I told him to leave the
room. The last ten inches went in rather abruptly, I think, to be
enjoyable. Bossman passed out. Too bad really. I would have liked him to be
awake when I stuck a confession note to his chest with a kitchen knife.

  Picking a few pictures from the stockpile in the closet, I threw them on
the bed next to the deceased Bossman, Then took all the other stuff
outside. I dragged in Jose and Cousin, Duke was going to have to wait. The
computer and cameras went into the pile outside. I took the memory cards
from the cameras, just to be sure.

  "Does your dad have a private cell phone?" I asked Lee.

  "Yes."
  I gave him bossman's cell phone. "Text your dad. Mention something that
only you and him will know. Then add these numbers." I said giving him
longitude and latitude to where Lee could be picked up.

  "It's best if I'm not around when they show up." I said as I led him to a
clearing nearby. "You wait here. Your dad will be here soon."

  "What? Where are you going? You saved my life. You deserve a reward."

  "Just tell your dad to treat the Military better. That's all I need."

  I was watching the pile of porn and electronics burn, when I saw Marine
One fly over. A couple of minutes later it flew over again. I couldn't see
in the windows, but I assumed Lee was looking down at the fire and me. I
waved him a farewell.

*******
  I was in town for my weekly supply run, when three black SUVs pulled
up. One guy got out of each, and flashed me their gun holsters. One said
"Get in." Not please, just `get in'.

  If they were Maffia, I was dead either way. If not Maffia, I was in for a
long jail term. I got in. "What's this about?" I asked, as if I didn't
know.

  "Shut up." The same guy said.

  I leaned back and closed my eyes. What the fuck do I care what they have
in mind.

  I wake up as they pushed me out. We were in a garage, but I couldn't tell
where. I was shoved into an elevator, and taken to the top floor. We exited
and two guys were standing beside a door. They opened it and I stepped
through.

  It was obviously a large suite in an expensive hotel. I stood waiting,
then a door to my left opened, and President Jameson walked in.

  Shit.

  "I assume you are Mike." He said

  "Yes, sir." Why was I suddenly standing at attention. I wasn't in the
Marines anymore.

  "Relax. My son recently went through an ordeal, as you know."

  I nodded but kept silent.

  "He told me quite a story too. You see, my son and I are very close. He
told me everything. He also said I needed to treat the military
better. After what you did, I have to agree."

  I smiled but stayed silent.

  "Four dead men with dildos in their asses is a little difficult to keep
quiet. But that has been taken care of. Those men got what they deserved.

  "However the question is, what to do about you. Like I said, my son told
me everything. You know things that happened, that he would prefer no one
to know. You also know him in a manner that no one, well, nobody living
thanks to you, does.

  "He convinced me to trust you. He actually wanted you for his security
team. I'm afraid that isn't possible. Although he did learn not to slip
away anymore."

  He pushed a button on the desk and few seconds later Lee came through the
same door he had come from.

  "Mike!" He said running and jumping into my arms. "I've missed you so."

  "I've missed you too." I said. It was only then that I knew how much that
was true. I actually had tears in my eyes. Not good for a Marine.

  "You put dildos in the other guy's asses too. That was funny."

  "Lee!!" His father and I admonished simultaneously. Then smiled at each
other.

  "What? It was funny." Lee defended.

  "Go get your friend." His father said shaking his head.

  Lee ran off and returned with another boy about his age, and a man of
about forty.

  "Mike, this is Bobby. He's my best friend. And this is his father
Mr. Goldthorpe. He owns United World Tech Incorporated."

  "Pleased to meet you Mike." Goldthorpe said.

  I shook his hand. "Same here sir."

  "I'll get right to it. President Jameson assures me that you can be
trusted. Lee also speaks very highly of you. After seeing your service
record, I had to agree that you are more than qualified for the job."

  "Job?" I'm sure I looked pretty stupid right then.

  "I'm a very busy man, and Bobby hates to travel with me all the time. I
need someone I can trust to be with him 24/7. He doesn't like my bodyguards
and the last one he had, hit him."

  I looked at Bobby. He is a cutie. Brown hair, big brown eyes,
dimples. How could someone hit this angel? I put my arm around his shoulder
and drew him protectively closer.

  Bobby smiled up at me, then nodded at his dad.

  "If you want the job it's your's." Goldthorpe said.

  I looked at Lee. He nodded at me, and winked.

  "Okay. I'll take it." I agreed.

  "Great. Can you start today? Lee is coming with us for the rest of the
week. We're going to Miami."

  Lee was giving me a rather lecherous grin.

  "Sure. Why not. I don't have anything pending."

  "Yea!!" Both boys shouted.

  Lee hugged me again, and whispered in my ear, "Bobby gets that itch too."

The End
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