Gingerbread Boy

Chapter 6


Gingerbread Boy

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This is a chapter story.


Where we left off last time...

"I still can't believe what your mom did. Does she still do this?"

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

And the story continues...

Talking a mile a minute, Liam just started shooting off statements and questions. "This is too fucked up. Is this why you don't want to go home? Shit, yeah, of course it is. How did this all happen? When did it happen? What do you mean?"

Taylor placed his hand over Liam's mouth. "Stop, let me answer. You're just babbling. Now take a deep breath and I'll explain."

"Sorry, sorry. Go ahead, Taylor, I need to learn to calm down. Look at what happened to me already."

"Yeah, you only have one hand left. Liam, I know it's all crazy, but like I told you, I'm here and not going away. I'll help you. You don't know how much you've already helped me. Please be calm."

"I will, thank you, but tell me the story!"

"So, after dad's drinking got him into trouble time after time, mom figured out how I was making money. It was quite embarrassing, but I will tell you about that some other time. She figured out that she could get paid for sex too. It started out very simply, but she wanted more money, and that meant more customers. Being a blond female, she was in demand and she didn't have any limits on how many customers she could service. She ended up getting connected to a pimp, and now he won't let her stop. That's her only job now, so she has nothing else to rely on. He likes it when she sells me with her as a package deal, but he knows that while I was in school he couldn't control me since I could turn on him and get him locked up for what he's done to me. I only did what I needed to do for the money for my mom and I."

"Did he take advantage of you too?"

"You can say it, Liam. Yes, he fucked me. Yes, he did, or he does. Shit, I don't know. It's not like I can say no to him. He'd take it out on my mom. Why do you think I'm not going over there. Now that I'm not in school, there's nobody checking up on me, so he could just make me disappear if I don't agree."

Taylor was controlling his emotions as best he could. The reality is he wanted to break down and cry. He felt bad for his mom, he was terrified he would lose Liam.

"That's it, Taylor. You're never going back there. Do you think he will track you down?"

"He might try, especially if one of mom's clients wants us again. He will probably take it out on her, and damaged goods don't make any money."

"We need to come up with a solution here. We will figure this out. I don't know how, but we have to do something. You never have to worry about having sex for pay. We need to get your mom safe and out of there too."

Taylor leaned over and hugged Liam. That triggered Taylor's tears. He sobbed on Liam's shoulder.

"It's all going to be okay. I won't let that man hurt you."

Taylor took this opportunity to use humor to deflect his emotions. "Yeah? You think you can take on that mean old pimp with one hand?" He tried to laugh but it just caused more tears. Liam leaned forward and kissed the boy. He pulled his head in with his good hand.

"Yeah, anything for you."

"We should lock up and get out of here."

The quick make-out session ended Taylor's tears. As they left the office, Taylor bumped into Liam's cast. It hit the doorway.

"Ouch, dang that hurt, I need one of those pain pills."

"The doctor said only one every six hours. You have to wait another hour."

"Yes, mother!" He said, whining to Taylor. Taylor just laughed.

"In the mean time, I want 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.

"Let's get home."

Taylor drove Liam's truck home. He thought he could definitely get used to this, but his Mustang was way more fun.

"I need to get you on the shop's insurance and get your paperwork done so I can start paying you and let you drive the truck without worrying."

"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 sex with someone I wanted to. I pick you and only 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 do love you. I want to make love to you whenever you want it. I also want you to make love to me."

They rocked back and forth under the water. Taylor was right, Liam needs a bigger hot water heater. It's 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 the bed, 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's cock 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." 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. "Let's get this wet bag off of your hand. It's dripping cold water on me."

"Cuddle in, I'll keep you warm, my love." After their first love making session, they went to sleep in their comfortable spooning position. Well, mostly comfortable. That damn cast was going to be an issue. When they awoke, it was as if they hadn't moved. Taylor scooted away and ran to take care of his morning piss and went back to lie with Liam. The pain pills must have kept him in a deep sleep, as Liam hadn't moved. He slid in unnoticed and faced him. He was able to look at and study the man who not only rescued him, but actually seemed to care about and love him.

It was then that he noticed how beautiful the man's features were. He felt like the past few days were a window into Liam's soul. How he admired the antics of the kids at the restaurant. How he jumped up to help out of kindness, how he took him in and gave him a job. He saw Liam's inner beauty.

Now, Taylor was noticing the physical beauty, not just the handsome man he lusted after, but the fact that his features had some amount of ruggedness and wear from life's experiences. Like a fine patina, he was truly a classic, like some of the cars he cared for. He traced his fingers around Liam's face, trying to memorize every inch without waking him.

He noticed the time and slipped out of bed again. He slipped into his underwear and went to the kitchen to make breakfast for this amazing man. He tried not to make much noise, but plated it up and found a tray so he could take it to Liam.

He walked into the bedroom with the tray, set it on the nightstand, and leaned in to kiss Liam. "Morning, my handsome prince."

Liam slowly opened his eyes. "Oh, hi, what time is it? Did I over sleep?"

"The pain medicine must have made you drowsy. I didn't want to disturb you. Besides, you're pretty sexy when you sleep."

"You're just saying that. Do I smell coffee?"

"Yeah! I brought you breakfast in bed. I may have to feed you though, you're missing a hand."

"Very funny, I can feed myself."

Taylor brought the food over for Liam and helped get him into position so he could feed himself. He sat on the edge of the bed, watching Liam.

"I'm going to take my shower now, and when I'm done, I'll help you get yours."

In the shower, Taylor really zoned out. He went into some deep thought about Liam's outburst. He had seen two. What has this man so angry? He doesn't have a problem showing emotions, so maybe it's something else. He knew he needed this man in his life. Did Liam need him, though? Would Liam get tired of him?

He heard Liam clear his throat. "Earth to Taylor, come in Taylor."

"Sorry dude, I was just daydreaming. Let me jump out and wrap your hand." He shut off the water, grabbed his towel to dry off quickly, and stepped onto the mat, still dripping a bit. He put a bag on Liam's cast. He used a tiny bungee cord to wrap around and hold it tight. "Come on in."

Liam turned on the water and Taylor grabbed the soap to clean his man. "You don't have to help me. I can do it."

"But I want to help. Why won't you ever let anyone help you?"

"I guess I'm always the one helping." He relented and gave in realizing that the boy just wanted to do something nice for him. He's made great progress with him, and now he's showing how much he cares. Don't mess this up, Liam, he told himself. "Thank you. Could you please help me?" He puckered up for a quick kiss.

Taylor leaned in to accept the kiss. He pulled back. "See, doesn't that feel better, letting someone help you?"

Taylor dutifully cleaned his man up. There was no funny business.

"Let's get you dried off and head to the shop, boss."

When they got to the shop, Liam was surprised as Taylor took the lead. "Just tell me what needs to be done and I'll handle it. You take it easy."

"Yes boss!" Liam said, laughing at the boy.

The day went pretty smoothly, with Taylor only having to tell Liam to stop trying to do things with his bum hand about 5 times.

"I finished up on the service for Mrs. Jordan. Can you call her to tell her it's ready?"

"Of course, what else is left?"

"I need to know what to do with that Toyota over there. I'm not sure what I'm doing"

"It's simple, just take off the plastic cover, expose the intake so we can put in the new sensor."

Taylor went over and opened the hood. There was a plastic cover that covered the engine, and he was struggling to get it off. As he pulled it off, it came off easier than Taylor thought it would, hit the hood and made a loud pop. It sounded like it had broken.

"Did you break it? It's not that hard to get those off!" Liam angrily shouted at Taylor.

Taylor dropped the cover on the engine and stepped away from the car.

Liam looked at the situation and realized he had overreacted. "Taylor, I'm sorry."

Taylor just said, "Its OK, I screwed up."

Liam tried to pull Taylor into a hug but his cast was causing issues. "I'm so sorry, please forgive me. I did it again."

"I said it was OK."

"But it's not OK. I'm such an ass."

Taylor knew he promised to forgive and help Liam, but he was still a bit nervous about continuing. He knew he had to, though, since Liam couldn't do the work.

"I'm sorry a million times. I'm sorry. See that wire that goes to that little thing sticking out? Disconnect it by pushing on that little tab right there." Liam said, pointing at the release tab.

Taylor did as instructed. He was still worried he would cause another outburst.

"Now, see the wire clip that looks like a bent paper clip? Grab those needle nose pliers and pull it straight up. See the slots?"

"Yeah, like this?" Taylor mimicked the motion before doing it to make sure. He didn't want another outburst from Liam.

"Perfect, now slide the sensor out and put the new one in. Put the clip back, the wire back and the cover on. See? You've got this. If your asshole boss would just have faith in you."

"You're not an asshole! It's just, I don't know how to deal with it when you yell at me. I know I screwed up."

"I told you, you didn't screw up. I overreacted. Please! I'm sorry, I will try harder. You don't know how much I enjoy your energy and the fact that you're such a quick learner. I need to be more patient and less angry."

"I forgive you." Taylor kissed Liam.

"So, is that about it for the day?" Liam asked.

"Yep, everything we needed to get done has been completed."

"Great! Let's get home, I want to talk to you about your mom's situation."

Taylor was a bit nervous since his mom was the one who triggered Liam in the first place. After Liam's outburst over something as simple as the cover popping, he was afraid of what was next.


End of Gingerbread Boy - Chapter 6 - Andrew Thomas

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