Gingerbread Boy Chapter 5


JiuJitsu Boy

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This is a chapter story. The relationship is the primary part of the story, the sex, it will happen too. Not sure how many chapters yet but more are coming.


Published stories
The Gingerbread Boy Gay: Adult/Youth https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/gingerbread-boy/
Splashing in the streetsGay: Young Friends https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/splashing-in-the-streets.html
JiuJitsu BoyGay: Adult/Youthhttps://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/jiujitsu-boy/
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Liam realized that Taylor couldn't spend every night with him without his mother wondering what was going on. He decided to confront Taylor about that. On the way to work, Liam asked, "So, how is it that your mom isn't all worried that you aren't coming home every night."

Taylor tensed up. "Look, even though we met and had sex within the first 30 minutes, it was still hard to tell you that I was a sex worker. It's not a bad living, but I didn't want you to think I was a little slut. I don't want that life now, and I won't miss it, as long as I can fill that void with something meaningful."

"Sure, but what does this have to do with your mom?"

"Well, she kind of figured out what I do. So when I'm not coming home, she figures I'm earning and that I'll help with the household expenses. I think she is numb just like I was until I met you." Taylor just stared out the truck window for a moment. "Look, it sounds bad when I say it out loud. Fuck, I'm not proud of it. But my mom needed the help. I'm sure it tore her up knowing that I pimped myself out and had done unmentionable things to bring home money, but it was good money, really good money."

Liam was stunned. How could a mother let her son do these things. Was it that bad for them that she would let him go be in situations that were dangerous just to help? Was she as bad as his dad was? "I'd like to meet your mom. I'd also like you to go home at night to be with her. Show her that you don't have to sell yourself."

Taylor didn't say anything. He just sat there, frozen.

Liam started to get worried. What was going on.

"Taylor?"

Nothing.

Liam pulled over to the side of the road and put the truck in park. "Taylor!" he screamed. There was no response. He had his eyes open, they were glassed over. He didn't move. Liam jumped out of the truck and ran around to the passenger door and opened it. "Taylor, Taylor!" He held him by the shoulders, shaking him. The boy was breathing, but not blinking, not moving, not responding. Liam burst out in tears. He stepped up on the running board and leaned in and hugged Taylor. "Taylor, please, say something."

Finally, Taylor moved. Slowly, he put his arms around Liam. He limply hugged the man who was sobbing on his chest. He leaned in and kissed Liam on the top of his head. "I can't go home. You don't understand."

Liam was shocked. What did he mean by "he can't go home?" That makes no sense. Pulling back, Liam looked into Taylor's eyes, holding his face on either side. Taylor, talk to me, tell me why, I don't understand.

"Leh goo oh mah faysh" Taylor tried to say as Liam had held his cheeks so tight he couldn't speak. That got a little laugh from Liam, enough to stop the tears.

"Sorry buddy." Liam said as he loosened his grip.

"You see, my mom, fuck, I can't, you're going to hate me."

"Nothing you tell me is going to change how I feel about you. It's obvious I care about you. I really won't get upset."

"Um, well, mom had to do the same things I've been doing to make ends meet. And sometimes, well, fuck, she sells me as a package deal. Her tricks want to fuck her and then fuck me. I guess they have a mother and son fantasy. I just go along, but I'm numb the entire time. I try to say the things these assholes want to hear, but usually I'm just going through the motions, letting these guys just rape the shit out of me."

"Oh Taylor, fuck, I had no idea. Let's get to the shop and talk this out."

Liam ran around and got in to finish the drive to the shop. He didn't say a word the rest of the way. His mind was processing this. When they pulled up to the shop, Liam slammed his hand into the steering wheel. He hit it so hard the airbag deployed, the rim of the wheel bent, and Liam's hand turned all shades of purple to match his now blackened eyes from the airbag deployment. "Fuck me!" he shouted.

Taylor jumped out of the truck and ran to pull Liam out. "Liam, Liam, this is all my fault. I'm so sorry. Let me get you cleaned up, and we probably need to get you to a doctor."

Rick had just pulled into his shop and saw the airbag deploy and noticed Taylor running to help Liam.

"Taylor, what happened? I didn't know you knew Liam?"

"Yeah, we met the other day and he hired me on. We were just pulling in and the airbag deployed." Taylor left out the facts leading up to the accident.

"Let's get him inside and wash the crap out of his face. Those airbags leave a residue that really sucks and he's going to be sore for some time."

Rick and Taylor helped Liam into the restroom. Taylor just stripped Liam out of his clothes and pushed him into the shower that he'd turned on as they walked into the restroom. He stripped himself and jumped in to help. Rick just stood there offering advice to Taylor as to how to clean Liam and handed him a wash rag.

"Rick, could you please tell me what happened between you and my dad? I feel so bad. I need to know. When I bought those parts, you were cold but kind. You seemed to not want to be around me though."

"Taylor, now isn't the time, but it was bad."

"Rick, if it's about what my dad thought you did, I've already told Liam, and he knows you didn't do anything."

Liam was starting to help himself wash, but his hand was swelling fast. "Taylor, could we get out and ice up this hand please?"

"Oh, yeah, Rick, can you help Liam out and help him dry?" I'm going to go get some ice."

Taylor ran to the break room dripping and found a plastic shopping bag and filled it with ice. He grabbed a towel from the sink and ran to the office where Rick had taken Liam.

"Here, rest your hand on this." Taylor put the ice down and made a groove for Liam's hand. He then ran to grab both his and Liam's clothes. He returned and put Liam's underwear on him and had him lift his butt to slide it under him. Then he got himself dressed.

"Rick, please, I need to know." Taylor insisted on needing closure.

"Your dad accused me of molesting you. He told me that you told him that I had, and he kept waving a stack of hundreds at me, saying I had paid you so I could fuck you."

"Please believe me when I tell you that I never told him anything, I defended you and told him that you didn't do a thing."

"He shoved me and threatened to kill me if I got near you. When I heard he died, I felt bad for you, but I felt betrayed since I thought you had told him that I had touched you. I know you were making money somehow, and I figured you had covered and told him it was me to protect yourself. I'm sorry."

"Rick, please, can we be friends again? "

"Sure buddy, we should talk more. In the mean time, can you get Liam over to the urgent care on Lincoln? I think he broke his hand. Grab his keys for me, I'll lock up the shop and his truck. Is your car driveable?"

"Yeah, we finished it yesterday. I know the urgent care, I've been stitched up there myself."

"Then go, get him dressed and get out of here!" Come by my shop when you are done to get the keys."

Liam was in agreement but in a lot of pain, so he was just muttering obscenities and fuming over what Taylor had told him. It pissed him off. Now he really wanted to meet this mother and, well, no, he needs to control his anger. That's his issue, and he promised the boy he would control it. Just look at what he did, though. He fucked up his truck, his face and his hand. Damn.

It was nearly 4 when they got back from urgent care. Rick wasn't at his shop, he was still at Liam's place. He had replaced the steering wheel and airbag and had cleaned out the cab of the truck. He saw the guys pulling up and ran out to help Liam out of the car.

"So, did Taylor test the limits of the car getting you there? He peeled out as you left."

"Yeah, and I didn't have a hand to grip onto anything, I thought I was going to be admitted for a heart attack. I won't tell you what my blood pressure was when they took it!"

The reality was that his blood pressure was up because of Taylor's revelation of his mother's actions, not the hand.

"Dang, that's a nice cast, Liam. That's going to cut into your bottom line. You can't really wrench with a bum paw." Rick joked.

"Well, I have a new employee. He may need a raise since he's going to be doing all the work now!" Liam joked.

"Liam, I fixed your truck. Thank goodness it's an automatic, or you wouldn't be driving much with that cast. How about if the three of us go over to Brix for a bite to eat? I think we all have some catching up to do." Rick suggested. The three took off for a nice dinner. The conversation was sweet. Rick and Taylor made amends for what happened and the misunderstanding. Liam explained how he had seen Taylor with his car in various states of fix-up and that they ended up sharing a table at Jose's and that he offered to help with the suspension. Liam did leave out the part about the adventures in the bathroom.

"Well guys, I'm glad we were all able to talk this out. I hope we can all hang out more. Liam, I know you're going to need a hand, literally, so just holler if you guys need help." Rick excused himself and left. Brix was just a block away from their shops, so he used that as his excuse to walk off the meal.

Liam and Taylor still had unfinished business, so they walked back to the shop. Taylor boldly took Liam's good hand as they walked the two blocks back to the shop. He didn't give a shit if anyone saw them holding hands.

When they got to the shop and went into the office, they sat on the couch. "I'm sorry I had my outburst. I warned you."

"Yes, and what did I tell you? I told you I would understand and forgive. Besides, what I told you was pretty shocking. I doubt it was as shocking as when that airbag went off. I nearly crapped my pants seeing that!"

"Yeah, it was... well, yeah, I guess I deserved it. I need to pay Rick back for fixing it. Knowing him, though, he won't take a dime."

"Yeah, Rick's a great guy, and I'm glad we cleared the air. I just can't tell him the whole story, but I think he believes me that I didn't say he did it."

"I wouldn't worry about him. Now, as for the reason I got myself into this damn mess. I can't believe what your mom did. She still does this?"

"Yeah, she really doesn't have much of a choice."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, fuck, Liam, after dad started getting in trouble, mom figured out what I was doing and found that she could get paid for sex too. Unfortunately, she got in with a bad crowd, so she has a pimp and he won't let her stop. He likes it when she sells me too, but he knows he can't control me since I'm a minor and I'd turn on him and get him locked up for what he's done to me."

"We're going to figure this out. I don't know how, but we have to do something. But tonight, it's time for me to repay you for helping me out at urgent care. I seem to recall them saying I couldn't get the cast wet, so someone's going to have to help me shower again. Why do we always end up showering together?"

"Ha, didn't you know that was my plan from the start?" Taylor laughed.

They went home. Taylor drove Liam's truck. "I need to get you on the shop's insurance and get your paperwork done so I can start paying you."

"Tomorrow, boss, tomorrow."

They got into the house. Tired from the day's events, they quickly stripped and showered. Taylor bagged Liam's hand and made him hold it up. That gave him free reign over Liam's body. He spent a lot of time making sure Liam's cock was cleaned and standing at attention. He squirted out some conditioner on his hand and reached around to his hole and slathered it in. Liam saw this all happening and he was going to let it slide. Perhaps the wrong word, but he would be sliding into Taylor in a flash.

Before that happened, Taylor wrapped his arms around Liam. "Liam, you mean so much to me. I don't know what I did to deserve you, but I know we were meant to be in each other's lives. Please, make love to me. You told me I couldn't sell myself, but I could have relations with someone I wanted to. I pick you. Please Liam, I need you to love me and I need you to make love to me. Those other assholes just fucked me. I never want to be fucked again."

Taylor just started kissing Liam. Their tongues danced. Liam couldn't object or agree. When Taylor pulled off and turned around against the wall, Liam just slid into his boy.

"Taylor, I love you. I want to make love to you. I want you to make love to me too."

They rocked back and forth under the water. Taylor was right, he needs a bigger hot water heater. Time to call the plumber for a new tankless system. Liam was close, but the water was making it unbearable.

"Bed, Now" was all that Liam could say. He slid out for a moment, and the two grabbed towels as they ran to the bed. Liam shoved Taylor back onto his back, lifted his legs and climbed up to continue making love to the boy. He leaned in to kiss him. "This is much better, I want to see your face as I make love to you."

"Liam, uh, Liam, shit, shit." Taylor erupted between them. It shot straight up to Liam's face. Liam caught some of it in his mouth.

"Oh my God, Taylor, your nectar tastes heavenly. Shit, ugh." And Liam started pumping his load into Taylor. He stopped, holding the position. Then, slowly, he backed out, lowered Taylor's legs and then rolled him on his side so they could spoon. "Taylor, that was amazing, but too quick. Promise me next time we make it last. I want to explore every inch of my new lover."

"Did you just call me your lover?" Taylor had the biggest grin on his face. He felt safe, loved, and he was in the arms of the most amazing man ever.