Date: Wed, 16 Feb 2011 14:20:11 -0400
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: Wanted Pt.2

				  WANTED
				 Chapter 2

Time for me to meet Mrs. Koslova. She looked a whole lot better than I had
expected, she was sat up in bed when we entered and chatted happily to
me. First name terms first then I hit her with my plan.

"Mika is living with me at the moment. If you agree he can remain with
me. When you are well I will employ you as assistant housekeeper if you
like. It will be minimum wage but you will live free in my house. If you
sign this contract Mika will work for me at $2,000 per week."

That blew her mind as well and she signed.

"Why are you doing this Tyler?"

My turn to blush.

"Because I think your son is totally adorable and also totally defenceless
in my world, I want to look after him. Secondly, I think he has the
potential to be an exceptional male model that is why I have put him under
contract."

She was amazed so I continued.

"He has his own bedroom with en-suite facility and today we have filled
wardrobes and chests of drawers with clothes for him. I am going to have
him assessed educationally and then he's going to school, provided of
course you agree with all this. He'll have his own computer and every
possible facility to complete his education while earning his modelling
fees."

Too much for this lady who 24 hours before had been living at the bottom of
the pile not knowing if they would have a roof over their head or food in
their stomachs the next day. No wonder Mika had been so desperate.

Mission complete, I left James at the hospital to bring Mika back when he
was ready and I took a taxi home.

During the next few days we had the assessment and I was amazed. He was
fluent in four languages and above average intelligence. We found a high
school close to my home that would take him and we were up and running. He
loved school and was a bit of an unknown quantity with his peers. By the
time they had made a decision about him it was very positive. The school
bully tried it on with him and was shown the error of his ways by a bunch
of boys that thought Mika was special. I started coming home to a house
full of boys several days a week. Might have had something to do with my
large pool. I was quite happy. Marie was out of hospital and convalescing
at my home with Jenny settling her in. Light duties only but I had told
Jenny her job wasn't threatened. With all the extra bodies floating around
there was much more work keeping the house immaculate.

When we were alone I showed Mika how much I was beginning to love him, lots
of cuddles and kisses on the nose and cheeks. I was also psyching him for
his first fashion show.

I placed him with one of my best customers.

"Jack I'm going to give you a new sixteen year old model for this show. If
you ever want him again the price will probably be $5,000, but this time
he's a freebie. I want to see how he makes out."

How he made out was beyond my wildest dreams. He didn't walk like a model
but he just glided down the catwalk. There were gasps when he first
appeared and applause each time after that.

Jack caught me after the show.

"I don't believe that kid Ty, I have taken over $100,000 in extra orders on
stuff he modelled."

 It was his winter collection, which surprised me because Mika wasn't
showing very much of anything, it was just the way he walked and the
enthusiasm he exuded. The boy patently loved clothes. Jack gave him a
complete set of everything he had modelled so of course at school over the
next couple of months he wore it all and his school mates were responsible
for repeat orders coming to Jack. Every sixteen year old, and a couple of
years either side wanted to dress like Mika.

Marie came back to full health, the TB had been insipient and had cleared
up with drugs, good food and a healthy environment. She started using her
salary to build a respectable wardrobe and began to blossom. I'm sure Mika
was subsidising her as well. I was now charging $5,000 appearance for him,
minimum. I kept 20% agents commission and banked the remainder for him. He
certainly never needed it for clothes. Every show he got a free wardrobe
full, he was a walking advert for everything he modelled.

When designer houses started showing interest I quadrupled his fee. I still
only let him do shows that didn't disrupt his education. He did one freebie
that he asked very diffidently if I minded. His school design department
were going to show off their creations. Jenny, Marie and I went to see
it. Mika brought the house down nearly, he looked absolutely incredible and
the joy he showed at modelling clothes from his school mates designs was a
huge turn on for him.

Everybody within earshot cheered when he came up to me dressed in one of
his outfits from the show.

"What do you reckon Ty, are we looking at the next Armani or Dior."

He was laughing, and so happy I teared up. My love for this boy had been
growing exponentially since he came to live with me. He saw the tears,
moved in close to whisper.

"What is it Ty, have I done something wrong?"

I hugged him and whispered back.

"No Tiger, you couldn't, I just love you so much."

I think that shook him. He was very quiet the remainder of the evening.

Bedtime and he came into my bedroom wearing just his sleep shorts.

"Can I get into bed with you for a little while Ty?"

"Sure hop in Tiger."

When he was settled next to me, not quite touching he said, "Do you really
love me?"

"Yes Baby, more than anyone else in the world."

That shook him.

"Do you want to have sex with me like you did on my audition?"

"No Baby, I want to make love to you not just have sex."

He looked at me, kissed me lightly on the lips which made me stop breathing
for a minute, then he hopped out of bed and was gone.

The next night he came again just as I was sliding into bed. I looked up
and he was stood there totally naked. I gasped as I scoped him out.

"You are so beautiful, how could I not love you?"

"Will you make love to me tonight then Ty, properly make love to me?"

I threw the covers back and told him.

"Hop in, I think we need to talk."

I explained to him that I loved him very much, and as I was a gay man, and
he was beautiful of course I wanted to make love to him, but he was only
sixteen and therefore it wasn't right for me to do so.

"But you aren't breaking any laws to make love to me."

"That's not the point. I am acting as your guardian and your employer."

"Yes but you love me and I want you to make love to me."

One very determined young man, so I made love to him. It wasn't difficult,
but I didn't penetrate him. His body was so delightful to look at, and his
response to my touch was marvellous to see. I blew him to a wonderful
orgasm. The down side for me was that he was so determined to satisfy me
that I had to let him. He gave me a very amateur blowjob but I was so
turned on by him that I still came buckets. He lay in my arms afterwards
and slid off to sleep very quickly without saying anything more. I felt
guilty, I thought I had taken advantage of him, but he had insisted. The
next day he was very bashful around me, even his mother noticed the change
in him and made me feel even more guilty the way she looked at me.  Mika
slept with me every night after that and I made love to him with him
getting better and better with his reciprocity. I still didn't penetrate
him but I did rim him. His anus was so pretty, like the rest of him. I also
looked at him from a different perspective. We would soon be looking at
spring and summer collections which would involve swimwear. The new range
of swim trunks from Speedo and designer houses like Hom would look
devastatingly sexy on him.

I wasn't wrong. Single handed he was moving American youth away from those
ghastly baggy shorts and back into swim briefs. No doubt aided by Michael
Phelps example.  The problem then was that he started getting hit on big
time by other models as well as by the buyers when all the models
circulated in the show rooms afterwards.

He was crying when I picked him up from one assignment, he told me he had
been seriously groped and actually penetrated by some ones finger in the
changing room. There had been so many people milling around he didn't know
who it was. For me that was it. I knew it was turning him into a prima
donna by doing it, but I insisted in future he would have his own dressing
room or dressing area. I warned my other models that if I caught any of
them groping Mika I would terminate them.

My love for him continued to grow and along with it my desire to have
penetrative sex with him. Randy I was, but it was nearly a year before I
did the deed. I had been exciting his prostate during love making for
months but only with my fingers. Then, just before his seventeenth birthday
he took the initiative one night. After I had opened him up during love
play he took the lube and lubricated my cock and his own ass and sat over
me, positioning himself to take my cock. I protested but he just leant
forward, said very quietly, "I want this so badly, please my love."  Then
he kissed me as he slid down my pole, taking the first few inches before
stopping to adjust to the invasion. He took his time gradually fucking
himself on my cock, adding a little more as often as he could until he was
sat firmly on my stomach.

"Tyler, can we roll over now and you take charge of me."

Lovely expression, but I knew what he meant. We rolled, I slipped his legs
over my shoulders with him now in the missionary position. When we were
both comfortable I started to fuck him with long slow strokes until he was
really showing signs of spacing out. I moved his feet to my chest then to
give me even deeper penetration and fucked him to orgasm. I can't even
begin to tell you my feelings as I jetted an incredible amount of my love
juice into his bottom. I think the sensations for me were enhanced a huge
amount by watching the wonder on the face of my angel.  He was smiling, but
not like any smile I had ever seen. The cat that got the cream smile didn't
even come close to the expression on Mika's face.

"Oh Ty, why did you wait so long to do that, I have never felt so loved in
my life?"

I remained embedded in him until I was soft before rolling sideways and
taking him with me into a cuddle. He buried his face in my neck, hooked one
leg over me and one arm, squishing all his cum between us.

"I love you so much."

And that was it, a few minutes later his breathing had returned to normal
and he was sound asleep. I slid out from under him to get a warm wash cloth
and clean us both up. Back in bed and he resumed the same position as
before, all done with him still sound asleep.

There was no hiding his feelings for me from his mother the next morning,
his eyes were shining so bright and oozing love every time he looked at
me. Marie was used to us by now, she had never caught us in bed together
because the bedrooms were not part of her duties but she knew that Mika
loved me, it showed. As far as she knew Mika still slept in his own room,
but she did know that our relationship was very deep. This morning though
she wanted answers.

"Alright you two, would someone like to tell me what is going on between
you?"

I nearly wet my pants when Mika answered her, I certainly blushed, probably
purple.

"Oh Mama, Tyler made love to me last night, properly made love to me. I've
been trying to make him do it for almost a year and now he has."

I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me. I couldn't look at Marie and
I waited for the explosion. I couldn't believe what I heard, and it took me
a while to look up at her face after she had said.

"Well, that is good, perhaps you will stop wandering round here like a cat
on a hot tin roof now."

I gulped.

"Don't you mind then Marie."

She smiled at me and replied.

"Of course not, I have known for a long time that Mika loved you and your
eyes told me that you love him as well. Why would I mind?"

I must have missed something in my education as I grew up. Weren't mothers
supposed to kill nasty men that took their sons cherries? Oh well, I was so
relieved that we could behave normally now. I have to admit, it was weird
watching TV with Mika curled up in my lap when his mother was with us, but
it was so good for me, and I guess for Mika as well.

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Mika courts fame in the final part