Jim Carter

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In the story that follows all the sexual parts are pure fiction and should read as such. It does not mean the author promotes or agrees with sexual relationships between men and teenage boys. Please understand that this story is pure fiction/fantasy, don't try to make it anything else.

If you are not of a legal age where you live to read stories of this nature or are offended by homosexual behavior, man/teenage boy, teenage boy/teenage boy, relationships etc. etc. then please do not read any further. If you do then it is not the responsibility of the writer or the posting authority of any consequences that arise.

I would like to thank my friend Dondi for proofreading this story for me. Actually, I owe him thanks for many things, just the proofreading being one of them. Thank you ever so much my wonderful friend, I love you.

The author retains all rights to this story. If you get a chance check out my other stories "Swim Kid", "Tyler's Trials", and "Chase".

©1999 Jim Carter

"Fuck you, Roger! What part of 'I am NOT turning any more tricks!' don't you understand?" I shouted into the phone.

"Easy Jim, I am not suggesting you start whoring again. I just want to have some coffee with you my dear and trusted friend. You still drink coffee don't you?"

I just know that Roger is up to something, but I don't have a clue what. He is my best friend in the world as well as my former pimp. Actually, the word pimp has too many negative connotations. Roger was more than any pimp, but he did procure our clients and made sure we were safe. "Yes, old friend. I still drink coffee, but I know you are up to something. Still, I guess I owe you too much to refuse. I will meet you at Paul's in an hour. Is that acceptable?"

"Yes, fantastic! See you then. If I am late, it won't be more than twenty minutes. Promise!"

Roger is late for everything as a general rule. Telling me in advance so that I wouldn't leave was a clear sign that he has something up his sleeve and wants to talk today without delay. If I didn't love this man so much and would really do anything for him, I would never make this meeting. I already know that if he really wants me to do something for him, I will without question. I owe him so much, my life included.

I am actually a little early for our coffee meeting, I can't help but think back to thirteen years ago in this very booth when Roger took me under his wing, made me his lover as well as one of his very expensive working boys. Yes, I owed Roger my life. I stepped off the bus from Podunk, Iowa in the big city of New York with nothing but a backpack with one change of clothes and eighty-seven dollars that I had left from the four hundred twelve that I had in my stash at home. I didn't run away from home, quite the opposite. I was slapped, beaten and given ten minutes to get the fuck out of my father's house. He was not about to have a faggot in his family, not under his roof. He came home unexpectedly and caught Mark and I sucking each other. He wanted to hit Mark too, but I guess he was smarter than he was mad. He didn't hit Mark but did throw him out of the house naked with his clothes right behind him.

At fifteen, I had nowhere to go. My first night I stayed at Mark's. From a couple of different people on the Internet we were told that we could go to New York and make a lot of money just letting old men suck our dicks. We decided to head to New York the next day. Mark's dad found out about our plan and stopped Mark from going. He even offered to let me stay with them, but I knew it would be a real strain on their family and besides I didn't want to be where my father could beat me again.

Believe me, I know how lucky I was that Roger saw me get off the bus and followed me. Talk about the country boy and the big city. My mouth stayed open, as I couldn't believe how tall all these building were and all the different languages being spoken just walking down the street. Roger himself wasn't but twenty-two, but that seemed like an old man to me at the time. From the bruises, I guess he knew I had been beaten, but with his arm around my neck he said, "Kid, this city is full of kids just like you. Are you running away or where you thrown out?"

I didn't know whether to answer him or not, but somehow he managed to put me at ease and his arm felt protective and reassuring. "I was thrown out by my old man, how did you know?"

"Like I said this city is full of kids like you that think they have a chance to make it in the big city. Don't believe it for a second. Your best bet is to get on the next bus back to where you came and put this city behind you as fast as you can. This city will eat you alive."

"I have no place to go back to."

"Your father has most likely already changed his mind and wants you back, no matter what you fell out over. I can't save all the kids that come to this city but there is something about you that makes me want to help you. Come in here and have a coke, I need some coffee." That is when he brought me to this very booth and we talked and talked.

It was easy for me to open up to Roger, I just knew he would never hurt me and he was so handsome that I was hard almost the whole time we talked. He did take me to a pay phone in the coffee shop and made me call home. My mom answered the phone. When she found out it was me she said. "Your father told me not to even talk to 'the faggot', if you called. You know I can't talk to you. Don't call back! It just gets him upset all over again." She just hung up without even saying goodbye or anything else.

"Jim, I wish I knew how to take away the pain I see in your beautiful eyes. It is not you that is stupid and wrong. You are a fine human being. I know from the couple of hours that we have been talking that you are a very special young man and don't deserve to be treated with anything but love and respect. You will be staying with me for a few days at least, then if you still want to be on your own; I won't try to stop you. Will you stay with me for a few days?"

"I guess, but why are you helping me? You don't know me."

"I do know you, I was you a few years back. Someone helped me, and he taught me that by helping someone, one gains so much more. I won't lie to you, you are a beautiful young man and I am very attracted to you. After talking to you, I want to be your friend, being your lover can wait. If you are afraid, I will promise you that I won't make any advances toward you."

"I am not afraid and I think I want your advances. Actually, I am sure of it."

With that we left this booth and went to Roger's apartment.

For three years, I was Roger's lover. Roger and his benefactor for years before, run a very exclusive, very expensive escort service. When I was not working, I was with Roger. Several things different about this escort service; all us boys were required to go to school everyday it was in session, we were also given an allowance for incidentals and we lived in dorms, our real money was invested (in our names) and was not to be touched until we turned twenty-one.

When I was too old for Roger (actually he kept me longer than anyone) he explained his taste for younger boys and although I hated losing my friend as lover, I knew we would always be friends.

Our service was so expensive and our reputation for being discreet so secure, we developed a very affluent clientele. Our clientele also included some of the most famous people in the world. At twenty-eight I was not in demand much anymore. I have my regulars and some are very famous and well-known faces, but it is time for me to quit whoring. I make a good living in the computer field thanks to Roger insisting I complete college, (with honors!) I have accumulated a very large nest egg thanks to Roger investing my money wisely and I can afford to take off a couple of years and just travel which is exactly what my current plans are.

As Roger walked in the door, I looked at my watch. It is 1PM, on the dot. This has to be a first and now I am really suspicious. "Hey, my sweet Jim, I see we are in OUR booth." Roger grabbed me into a strong warm hug. I always felt safe and loved when he gave me one of his hugs.

"Roger, as much as I owe you and love you, I don't want to trick anymore. I know something is up. You being on time and the hug are giveaways. What is this meeting all about? I know you and I know you're trying to get me hooked into doing something for you. Tell me quick or I am going to leave without even giving you a chance to talk me into something."

"Nice to see you again, too! Okay, okay, don't run off. I do have one last assignment I want you to take. I think you are the only one in our whole organization that can please the client and I think you will be very happy you took this assignment. You know that I have always loved you and only want the best for you. Have I ever done anything that was not in your best interest?"

"Well, no. Roger you have been wonderful to me and I owe you so much. You know it has been hard for me to quit this business. The money is so good, but I love the uncomplicated sex as much or more. Now it is time for me to do something different. I was so happy when we were together; we needed each other. Roger, I want to find someone that needs me. No one wants a whore for a boyfriend."

"I understand, Jim. I can't tell you anything else without breaking a confidence with the client, but this is not really one of our normal assignments. You may be asked to get naked and have sex and then again you may not. I can't really say anymore, except I believe with all my heart that this assignment is in your best interest and I will ask you to take it for me, if you won't take it for yourself."

He knows exactly how to manipulate me, but not in a bad way. I know he would never ask me to do anything that he didn't think safe and something I should do. He could tell from my grin that I was hooked. "Damn you Roger, you know I can't refuse you anything."

"I knew you wouldn't refuse me, but I want you to take this assignment happily and I have a feeling it will be the best assignment I have ever given you or anyone else for that matter. Here is the address, be there at 7pm sharp. Look your best, pretty boy! You still look so good to me and you're twice the age I usually start to loose interest."

"I have never lost interest in you, old man, but I understand your taste. I do envy some of those cute little boys though. I know how special you can make them feel and how much you love them."

"I still love every one of my boys, especially you, but sexually I want them young; you know what I like."

"Yes I know. I kind of like the smell of a young boy full of adolescent hormones, too."

"I know you are the perfect man for this assignment. Call me tomorrow and fill me in on how it went."

As we left Paul's I couldn't help but notice we had talked for over three hours. Roger and I always did seem to loose all track of time when we were together. I could tell from the card that Roger had given me that his client had to be very wealthy. He was staying in the presidential suite of one of the most prestigious hotels in the city. I have only been in this particular suite twice before; once with a Rock star that had the current number one hit for 12 weeks in a row at the time of our date, the other with one of the busiest young actors in Hollywood!

With my curiosity as high as it has been in several years, I started looking forward to this assignment or date. I decided to wear one of my best-tailored suits. Once I was dressed and ready to go to the hotel, I gave myself one last look in the mirror. If I do say so myself, I still clean up pretty good. As I walked out my apartment door the doorman said, "Mr. Carter, your limousine is waiting." Opening the door to a very long white limousine. Clients are never given our home addresses and Roger has never sent a limousine before.

"Are you sure this is for me?"

"There is a card on the seat sir."

I got into the limousine and read the card.

"My dearest Jim,

You mean so much to me, I will always love you! I thought a little something extra was in order tonight. You deserve to be pampered more than anyone on this earth, so I thought for tonight I would pamper you a little.

Love always,


I started to blow off this date and have the driver take me to Roger's apartment, but I knew the driver wouldn't let me go anywhere except to the assignment. Having been to the presidential suite before, I knew it was on a secure floor with the only access being by special elevator. I gave the card to the security guard, who let me into the special elevator.

I knocked on the door to the presidential suite and was greeted by a man in a short white robe. He introduced himself, but I knew him by sight. He is one of the biggest name producers in Hollywood. He asked me to call him by his first name. I am sure he has used our service before for some of his stars, but I was surprised to see him in the suite. His wife was one of the most beautiful actresses and rumor had it that he was keeping company with another young actress and that they were intimate.

"Hi Chuck, very nice to meet you."

"Hi Jim, Roger has told me a lot of very nice things about you. Please have a seat. This is my son Jared, he will be with us for a while at least." This was starting to make me nervous. I didn't know what was going on but I thought this guy was my trick and the trick was saying his son would be with us for a while. I decided to just be calm and wait and see what was happening.

"Hi Jared, nice to meet you."

"Hi Jim, may I call you Jim?"

"Yes, sure, please do." He gave me a grin that seemed to light up his whole face.

"Would you like something to drink?"

"Scotch and soda please." This was a 'no-no'; we never drank with a client.

"I'll get it, Dad!" Jared piped up and went to make the drink. I can't tell about kid's ages, but he didn't look old enough to be a teenager yet. He was adorable; you could see a lot of his mother's features in his beautiful face. He had long black hair and emerald green eyes. When he handed me the drink and our hands touched, it felt wonderful and like something was triggered between us. I got another one of his beautiful grins.

"Roger tells me you have retired from escort service and are a computer professional now." This is getting even more perplexing. Roger telling this client about my personal life doesn't seem right.

"Yes sir, but I am surprised that Roger would give you that information."

"I am sure it does seem odd to you for him to give me so much information about you and he gave you so little about me."

"Yes sir, he didn't even tell me who my client was, but of course, I know who you are."

"Fame has its drawbacks, one of them is most everyone knows who you are; which is what one seeks when one seeks fame. Ironic how it works, isn't it. I know you understand that what we discuss here and do here must be kept between us and never spoken about to anyone else, but I want your word that you understand that and will keep it as such."

"Yes sir, you have my word. I know how to keep my mouth shut."

"I know. You see I arranged for you to entertain a couple of my stars before, right here in this suite as a matter of fact, and it was all done very discreetly. Your integrity as well as your handsome looks are the major reasons I wanted to talk to you today."

"Talk? Is that why I am here, to talk? What about?"

"Well, I do want to talk to you about you, but that may not be all that we do today. I am considering offering you a position with me on a permanent basis. Now before you ask about the position, I will tell you that I can't tell you anything about the position, yet, but if everything works out and you are offered the position, I am confident the terms will be most agreeable." Now I was confused more than ever. I guess Chuck could sense this and so asked. "Jim, tell me exactly why you decided to get out of the escort business."

"Well, to be honest, I am getting too old. Most of our clients want someone younger."

"Is that the only reason you are retiring?"

"It is a big reason, but there are other factors as well."

"Such as?"

"I have enough money to travel for a couple of years and I have always wanted to do that. I am also ready to move out of this city."

"Are there any other reasons?"

"Well, to be honest, I want someone to care about and someone that cares about me. Do you realize how quick you can lose a boyfriend as soon as he finds out you have made part of your living on your back?"

"Where exactly are you wanting to travel?"

"To be honest Chuck, where is not important. I just want to see some of this world before I am too old to enjoy it. Anywhere and everywhere sound like wonderful destinations to me. Is that weird or what?"

He chuckled. "You know, I think I understand that reasoning, if it's weird, I am weird too."

"This seems like a strange line of questioning for a job interview and you didn't even have me bring my resume."

"Yes, I guess it does, but for this position, your computer skills are not important, but who you are and how you look at life are. I know I am being confusing, but if you will bear with me a little while longer I think it will make sense."

"Okay, Chuck, I am confused as I can possibly be, I don't think a while longer will be a problem."

"Good, I like you Jim and from everything I have seen and heard so far, I think you will be ideal in this position I have. I have one last question. Jim, in your own words, from your heart, tell me about yourself."

"There is not really much to tell. As a kid I loved to play sports. I knew at an early age say 10 or so that I was different, I wanted to touch boys and I started to dream sexual dreams about boys. I had a childhood buddy that I talked to about everything and he had the same desires and dreams. We finally figured out from the Internet that we were gay, but that it was best to keep it to ourselves. Knowing our parents we knew that without outside help. Anyway, Mark and I started experimenting and we played our sexual games for about four years before my father came in and found us naked in a sixty-nine position sucking each other for all we were worth. I was beaten and thrown out and I came to New York where Roger found me and saved me from being a street kid. He and I were lovers until I became too old for his tastes. He taught me how to love as well as give and receive pleasure. He insisted that I get a good education and I do have a profession outside of being an escort."

"Chuck, a whore is what I did, not who I am. I am not sure how to explain it any other way, but it is important to me that you understand. I may have rented my body, but I never sold myself."

"I understand and I am glad. You do have a beautiful body. I think it is about time you got out of that beautiful suit and got naked for me."

I notice Jared was no longer in the room and I quickly stripped. Chuck was fixing another drink when I came up behind him and wrapped my arms around him. "That is nice Jim, but we still need to talk some more." I unwrapped my arms from around Chuck and went back to my chair, now feeling exposed and vulnerable.

"Jim, I don't know any other way to say this so I am just going to tell it to you like it is. You are not here to entertain me. We have known Jared was gay for a year or so now, but he is not interested in kids his own age. He likes men. You can understand how that might pose a problem. I have a demanding wife and a mistress that keep me pretty well drained. When Jared selected you and we started a background check a few months ago, I started trying to work with Roger to have a regular schedule of two or three times per week. Then when we found out that you were getting out of the business Jared was so disappointed. You have a wonderful friend in Roger. He suggested we consider making you part of the staff and let you travel with us; he said that was one of your ambitions. He suggested we make you an offer of employment to be Jared's bodyguard more or less. It sounded like a wonderful idea to my wife and me if we could convince you to become part of our traveling group. The amazing part of this story is that Roger refuses to accept any finder fees or any compensation for this at all. He said he wants you to be happy and it was done from friendship; not for business."

"Yes, Roger is my best friend. I would do anything for him, which is why I am here. Are you wanting me to travel with you to have sex with your son?"

"Well, I don't really like to put it that way, but essentially that is the way it is. I would never make sex an official part of your duties. I AM going to ask you to have sex with Jared today. Then we will talk about any further arrangement. Who knows, you and Jared may not like each other, let's not cross our next bridge until we get to it."

"Okay, that makes sense to me." One of the bedroom doors opened and Jared stood in the door naked and very stunning.

"Can I come in now?"

"Yes, son you can."

Jared walked over to where I was sitting and stood in front of me. "I have to ask, do you like me? Can I sit in your lap?"

"Yes you're a very beautiful boy, I would like to hold you in my lap, but let me just look at you first. How old are you Jared?"

"I am eleven. I know I am just a boy and my dick is small, but I can cum." Jared's body is perfect for an eleven year old boy, though a little on the skinny side. His four-inch hard dick is a work of art. His cock is cut and just beautiful. I could see a few little downy black hairs about that beautiful cock. His little balls were hanging in their sack begging to be suckled. As he climbed into my lap I could smell the green apple smell of his shampoo. As he fit his legs around me and pressed his hard cock next to mine; yes, my cock got hard almost immediately when Jared appeared in the door. With his arms around my neck, he pulled my head down to meet his and his lips sealed over mine. I could feel his tongue trying to get past my teeth and I opened my mouth to allow him passage. He may be only eleven, but he knows how to kiss. We seemed to be all lips and tongues involved in a very passionate kiss. "Carry me into the bedroom. Please!"

"My pleasure." I got up carried this beautiful boy into the bedroom. I have not had sex with a boy since I was a boy myself, but I couldn't wait to worship this boy with my every being. Having only met him an hour or so ago, he was already providing the sparks to light an inner fire that I didn't even know existed. I was consumed with the desire to please this boy, but it was me that was feeling so much pleasure. I have never in my life felt such pleasure. This was certainly not a trick. Just then the thought hit me, I almost refused to take this assignment. This is actually a life changing experience, not only am I about to make love to a beautiful boy, but the love I feel is far from being about sex. This kid is magic or something, I feel alive all over and just bursting with joy.

I wanted to taste every inch of this beautiful creature. Nuzzling and suckling the boy's neck has him squirming and squealing. I lifted his arm and licked his armpits, at first he almost went into giggles, but soon was overcome with passion all he could do was roll back and forth moaning with pleasure. As I moved down his chest and found those tiny little nipples, I gave each one special attention. Being so tiny, I didn't dare bite them but I did scrape my teeth over them, which has Jared begging for relief. Next I kiss and lick down to his belly button. He is so close to orgasm and his belly button is so sensitive, I decide to move on. I very carefully kissed down his hip and his thigh avoiding his beautiful cock that he is begging me to suck. I have to hold his hands too keep him from bringing himself to climax. His knees are even sexy and I licked past them to his lovely feet. I sucked each toe and then put all of them in my mouth at once. I gave the other foot the same treatment and started up the other leg.

"Please Jim. Please I need it so bad. Please suck me." I couldn't hold off any longer. I wanted to kiss and suck his sweet ass, but that would have to wait. I took each ball into my mouth in turn and gave them a good tongue bath. I licked those downy little hairs until they were plastered to his skin, then I started licking the base of his beautiful cock. I licked up one side and down the other before licking around that perfect crown. I could tell Jared was close and I couldn't wait any longer. I took his wonderful cock in my mouth, stiffened my lips and began to slide up and down that wonderful shaft. After four slides I felt him tense more, his cock jump and his hot seed fill my mouth. He actually produced much more semen than I thought possible for an eleven-year-old boy. I felt his cock lose some of its rigidity, but was far from flaccid. I gave it a few loving kisses and came up to kiss Jared on his beautiful lips.

"Wow, that was the best cum I have ever had. Man you know how to make me feel good. It's my turn now." Jared pushed me onto my back and gave me the same treatment I had just given him. He had me so hot, I was not sure I could hold out until he was ready for me to cum. When he did finally let me cum, it was the most powerful orgasm I can ever remember.

We must have fallen asleep in each other's arms. At about midnight, Chuck came into the room and set on the side of the bed. He gently shook my shoulder to wake me. "Jim, I hate to wake you, you both look so peaceful, but if you're not going to take the job, it will be best if you leave now before Jared gets anymore attached to you."

"How can I possibly pass up this opportunity? I want the job!"

"YES!" Jared shouted.

"We thought you were asleep!"

Jared grins, " I was, but I guess that woke me up." We all laughed and Jared settled back down to sleep pulling me with him.

"We have not talked salary yet, but that can wait until tomorrow."

"You mean I get paid, too?" I said jokingly. "This seems too good to be true."

"Goodnight Dad. Kiss me Jim." Jared pulled me back into an embrace.

Talk about your life changing experiences.

I slept better than I have slept in years, maybe better than ever. I woke up with light coming through the drapes, and gentle kisses on my lips. "Good morning Jim, I hope you don't mind but I just couldn't wait any longer for you to wake up."

"I really like being awaken by a beautiful boy kissing me awake. Who could mind that?"

"Good." Jared giggled. "I think Dad is wanting to talk to us, he has already knocked and asked if we were awake yet. Before I forget, thanks!" he gave me a big wet kiss."

"What was that for?"

"For accepting the job, silly! In case you can't tell, I really do like you."

"I can tell. I like you too, you little giggle box."

We heard a knock on the door and between giggles Jared said come in. Here we were, naked cuddling under the covers with his dad grinning from ear to ear. "I see you boys still seem to like each other."

"Yes sir." was all the answer I could muster.

"Thank you dad. I like him very much."

"Jim, I wish we had more time, but we don't. I want you to start today. Is that possible?"

"I have to quit my job and find someone to take my apartment. I guess other than that I should be able to start today."

"Your apartment has been taken care of, Roger has someone that wants to sublease it, already. Call your office and tell them someone will be by Monday to pick up your personal belongings. I know it is not the ideal way to quit your job, but we really do need to leave town Wednesday. Do you have a passport?"

"Yes, I just got it, it came day before yesterday. So Roger has already given my apartment away?"

He could see I was grinning. "Just in case you took the job, he talked to another of the boys."

"I guess you have most everything taken care of. Oh, by the way where are we going Wednesday?"

"We will spend three days in LA, a week in Hawaii and then Japan for six weeks."

"Wow, you were not kidding about traveling were you?"

"No, six weeks is a long time for us to be anywhere."

"Doesn't Jared go to school?"

"Not in the traditional sense. His teacher travels with us. She will suspect your relationship with Jared, but will not ask. She knows Jared very well, and will see how happy he is. I wouldn't be surprised if she didn't expect more homework out of him from now on."

"Shit Dad! Did you have to say something like that"?

"Jared, you know that Ms. Jacobs would make you write a paper or something if she heard that."

"She didn't hear that, now did she?"

"I let you get away with way too much." Chuck shook his head and got up to leave.

"If you boys want any breakfast, you better put your robes on and get in there before it is taken away."

"I need a shower." I said as I got up and headed for the bathroom.

"Let's eat first, then we will shower together." Jared said.

"Okay, little one, but I have to pee before I burst."

Jared went with me to pee and held my dick while I emptied my bladder. When I was finished he kissed my dick and grinned up at me. We found robes on the hook in the bathroom and went in the other room for breakfast. I couldn't believe how much food was there set up as a buffet. Seems like a lot of food going to waste, I also notice six or seven people that were sitting around talking. "Who are all these people?" I asked Jared.

"Just part of Dad's production staff. They must be working on a new movie or something."

As we sat down to eat, they all came over to tell Jared and I good morning and introduce themselves. They all welcomed me to the family. It didn't appear odd to them at all to see Jared and I in bathrobes. They were all very friendly. I was glad to notice my clothes had been removed from where I had undressed the evening before. I finally got Chuck's attention and motioned for him to come over. "I need to go to my apartment for some clothes. Where are my things from last night?"

"They are being cleaned and pressed. You will find some things that should fit, in Jared's room. The tailor will be here at two this afternoon to take your measurements. Since our travels require a large wardrobe, your clothes will be paid for by the company."

"Man, you guys live very much differently than the rest of the world. It may take me a while to get used to all this stuff."

Jared said, "No it won't. It is simple really. You keep one bag that you have your favorite stuff in and carry it with you. The rest just manages to get there when it's needed. Simply let someone that gets paid to worry about getting stuff when we need it. It is always there, so someone knows what they are doing."

"That sums it up pretty well. It is really simple. Only a couple of times have I opened the closet in a hotel and didn't have what I needed. With this many people traveling this much, it is about the only way it will work. Once they learn your favorite toiletries, cologne, colors and styles, I think you will enjoy the freedom and convenience."

"Okay, I am ready to give it a shot. I do need a shower now and then I will go pick up my things at the apartment."

"Can I go with you, Jim?"

I looked at Chuck. "It's fine with me, just remember to be back at two. Also, you don't need to be asking my permission to take Jared with you. He is pretty much your responsibility. It is your job to look after his well being, so you have to make those kinds of decisions." Chuck had his arms around Jared and gave him a squeeze. Jared just looked up with a big smile on his face. "It looks to me like that meets with Jared's approval, are you okay with that?"

"Yes sir. I just wasn't prepared to be given so much responsibility so quickly."

"Believe me you were not chosen lightly for this responsibility."

"Thank you for your trust."

"You should know, Roger is a very good friend of mine and his recommendation went a long way. That man really does love you."

"I think he knows me better than I know myself. I will have to do something special to thank him."

"Good, I am glad you are excited about being with us. You have made this boy very happy."

"If we are going to my apartment, we had better get a move on."

"Let's go!" Jared grabbed my hand and pulled me toward the shower.

As we started to shower and I was shampooing Jared's hair, again I marveled at the beauty of the boy. His emerald eyes sparkled like gems. As I start to rinse his hair, he pulls down on my shoulders and takes the shampoo. I understand and get on my knees to allow him better access to wash my hair. On my knees I am at his chest level and it is all I can to do to keep from suckling his taunt little nipples. I did reach out and kiss first one and then the other. His hard cock was too much to resist. I bent down and licked his head then took him into my mouth. Jared said. "No way. I want to do you at the same time." He eased me down into the bathtub with the shower still spraying us and turned around into a sixty-nine position and we tried to fit, but our body lengths were just too different for it to work. He was trying so hard. I rolled us over on our sides and then could bend enough that we could enjoy sucking each other at the same time. I love the taste and feel of his small cock in my mouth. My tongue had plenty of room to tease and tantalize his cock as I sucked that sweet cock. I wet my finger and slipped it into his tight little butt and stroked his hot button. He didn't waste any time doing the same to me. We were soon bringing each other to a fantastic climax. I love the taste of his sweet boy cum. He flipped around and we shared the last of each other's cum in a very passionate kiss.

We didn't need words; our eyes, smiles and gentle kisses said it all. We finished washing and started to dry each other. Jared was all giggles and smiles. Once dry, I went to the closet and sure enough there were clothes that should fit me perfectly. There were even a couple of pairs of cross trainers that were my size in there. I noticed that Jared waited for me to put on a piece of clothing and then he chose his. He didn't try to match me exactly but our clothes complimented each other's.

We looked in the mirror and both smiled. "We look good together, don't we Jim?"

"Yes I believe we do. Of course, you would make Frankenstein look good."

"Thanks, but you're the good looking one. Come on, let's go."

As we went through the sitting room, Jared waved to his dad. "Bye Dad, we will be back before 2pm."

"Good, the car is waiting downstairs, they just called."

In the elevator, Jared pulled me down and gave me a big kiss. I had just stood up as the doors opened in the lobby of the hotel. Jared took my hand and led me out the door. As we approached yet another long white limousine, Jared said. "Hi Philip, this is Jim he is my bodyguard. Give him the address Jim."

I gave Philip the address and we pulled away from the curb. Jared climbed into my lap and started kissing me. I notice Philip watching in the mirror. Jared followed my eyes and said "Philip watch were you're going, not us." With that he hit the button to raise the dark glass to separate the driver from the passengers. Jared hit the intercom button and said. "Philip keep your dick in your pants while driving please. You will have plenty of time to play with yourself later."

"Yes, Master Jared, I will stay covered."

Jared started kissing me again. I really did enjoy having the boy in my lap. It felt natural to fit my hands around his tight little butt. "Jared, what made you want me to be your special friend?"

"Well, there were lots of guys that my dad and Charles, he is a private investigator, had in the group. This was our fifth city. There were a few in every city that I liked, but then when I met them, I knew they were not the one I was looking for. When we got here, and Roger told us you were no longer available, I was upset. You were my favorite of all that I had picked and I was afraid I was not even going to get to meet you. Then Roger suggested we make it a traveling position and he would talk you into the interview. We talked it over and all decided that we would change the search even if you didn't take the position. As soon as I saw you walk in the door, I knew you were the one. Then when I handed you the drink, I knew we would be great friends. I don't know how to explain this but I can see things in people's eyes and just know about their souls or something. When we touched and our inner beings touched, I knew your soul wanted me as much as mine wanted you. So I knew the only way you would turn us down was from fear or something other than desire and compatibility. I think Dad was really surprised when I gave him the signal that I wanted you naked. I guess he had become accustomed to the interviews being a bust. When I came back out and sat in your lap, Dad knew I was committed, but I think he was a little surprised when I took you to the bedroom. Our plan was for him to talk to you before we actually had sex. When I didn't give him the chance, he must have assumed that I didn't want him talking to you just yet. When he couldn't wait and came in to ask you to leave if you didn't want the job, I was so afraid you wouldn't follow your heart, but you did! You have made me very happy!"

"There must be something to your soul touching theory. If someone had told me this time yesterday that I would be romantically enjoying an eleven-year old boy sitting on my lap, I would have told them they were nuts. Today it just seems natural. I have never been a spontaneous kind of guy either, but I called and quit my job over the phone. You, my little giggle box, have turned my world upside down and sideways; but I like it."

As we pulled up to the curb in front of my apartment building, Jared took my hand as we got out of the car. When we got to my apartment, Roger and Tommy were already there. "Hey Jim, Chuck gave me the good news. You must be Jared. Nice to meet you, Jared. This is Tommy." Handshakes were exchanged.

Tommy and Jared started carrying my clothes out to the car.

"Roger this is not the time or the place, but I really do thank you my good friend. I am surprised and very happy that you sent me on that one last trick."

"I am happy for you my friend. I am jealous, Jared is gorgeous."

"Don't even think it. He is way too sweet for you anyway."

"Maybe, but at least now you see why I like them young."

"Roger, I don't know how to tell you this, but no, I don't. Jared may be only eleven, but he is older in other ways. I don't care for him because he is young. I care for him because he is Jared; a very unique person that sat on my knee and stole my heart. That is not true, I gave it to him; he didn't need to steal it. I can't explain it to myself; let alone to you, but I just know that I will still love Jared thirty years from now." I said it! I said the "L" word! It came out before I thought about it. Now that it was out, I realized it was true. It has to be the soul touching thing, how else can someone know they love someone so quickly.

"Thanks Jim." I didn't know Jared was behind me hearing all this. I turned and Jared jumped into my arms and wrapped his legs around my waist. "Do you really mean it? Do you really love me?"

"I hope it doesn't scare you, but yes I do. I wouldn't have believed it possible, but less than twenty-four hours from meeting you, I can honestly say I know that I love you and will always. Even if we are not together, you are permanently etched in my heart."

"It doesn't scare me, it makes me happy. You see I know I love you too. I knew as soon as I handed you that drink we were meant to love each other; our souls don't lie. Although I knew you loved me, I didn't know how long it would take you to realize it. You wouldn't have believed me if I told you anyway."

"I am learning to believe. Let me get my passport and my money and we will get out of here."

"Fantastic, it is getting close to time we have to be back anyway."

I got my money stash and passport from my hiding place, and we headed back to the hotel. My life changed forever by one last trick.

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