Disclaimer: This story is a fantasy, only a fantasy. The Moffatts are one of the finest boy bands around, and Taran is a great actor. This story in no way is to indicate that they are gay. Enjoy.
Samurai, Inc.-03 Guest Starring the Moffatts and Taran Noah Smith by David (DAG1064@aol.com)
I sat down on the front porch with my cup of tea after having breakfast. Normally, I drink coffee, but I been drinking it less and less as Shiro keeps giving me the tea. He says this one is good for the body's blood circulation, among other things. I've done a bit of research, so I have no doubts that he's telling the truth about it. We've basically settled down into a basic routine every morning, depending on what's going on. We run about four miles a day, work out on my weight pile, and finish off by swimming in the lake. Shiro's diving skills are getting lots better, so I took him to get his dive certificate. He passed it with flying colors. Made me happy. I hear him coming out on the porch.
"It's going to be a beautiful day Dad," he remarked.
"That's for sure," I nodded.
"Got anything planned for today?" he asked. I thought for a moment. We'd been training pretty hard of late, me sharpening my shooting skills and Shiro working on his .
"Not really. I was thinking...." I said when the phone rang. Shiro picked up the cordless. "Samurai, Inc. Shiro speaking." He handed the phone to me.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hey you!" a voice laughed.
"Taran! What a surprise!" I exclaimed
"What's up, David?" Taran asked.
"Not much, just relaxing and enjoying the nice weather," I said.
"Very cool. Listen, I got some time on my hands and I wondered if I could come out for a bit. No, I'm not in trouble either," Taran said. I reached for my calendar. The Moffatts were scheduled to arrive tomorrow for a big concert in Denver, and they were going to hang out here for a few days afterwards.
"Sure, come on out. You know what you need," I chortled.
"Cool. I'm already at the Denver airport. Just give me your address, and I'll see you when I see you," Taran laughed. I sighed. "You kids can be too much for an old man like me." Shiro laughed at the expression on my face. Taran's laughter rang in my ear.
"You ain't old, just slow!" Taran laughed again.
"Expect revenge for that one, boy!" I growled.
"Gotta go, my cab's waiting," Taran said. I hung up and sighed. Shiro grinned at me.
"Now we're gonna have fun!" he said.
Taran showed up about an hour later. The cab dropped him off at the front of the house. Shiro met him there, and had him drop his luggage in the living room. The boys walked around to the back of the house and down to where the gun range was. It took some doing to get it built, Crystal Springs city council was wary about it at first, but when I showed them the design and the safety features, they agreed. I even offered to teach the local cops combat tactics, and they jumped on that. The cops went through the training, and as a result, their incidents went down, they gained much more respect for me. They even asked me to join the reserves, which I did. Police work can be fun at times. Today I was practicing shooting while lying on my back. I had seen Bruce Wills do it for one of his movies, so I tried it and it works. The boys stayed behind the safety line and watched. I was doing well, dropping the rounds right through the red circle on the tiny 3 by 5 card. I ran dry, then got up.
"Hey, David! That was great shooting!" Taran complemented. I looked up at the teen standing there. "Thanks, Taran. Takes lots of work and practice." I came up to the table, stripped the gun, cleaned it, reassembled it, and reloaded it. I slipped it into a small of back holster and secured it. I stepped forward and hugged him.
"Good to see you," I said.
"I've missed you," Taran said.
"Let's go get something cold to drink," I said. Shiro led the way to the house. I knew Shiro well enough to know something was wrong. His body language didn't say it, but his eyes did. I decided to talk to him while Taran settled into the guest room.
"Shiro, what's bothering you son," I asked after Taran took his coke and his luggage into the guest room. He looked at me. "You messed around with him once before, didn't you?" I sighed, then went out on the porch. "I met him in California, where I used to live. He needed protection from an obsessed fan, and we got involved with each other. We played in my playroom, and had almost non stop sex."
"Playroom?" Shiro asked. I explained to him what one was, and what people do in there.
"So how come you don't have one now, and why don't you do those things to me?" Shiro asked.
"Reason is that I'm not interested in that anymore, and what we do is far more better. I loved you very much to make you my son. I care what happens to you, you are just so important to me. Besides, you went through a lot, and I felt those were things that could bring back bad memories. I love you too much to hurt you," I said, kissing him.
"You and the Moffatts?" Shiro asked. I grinned. "Yeah. But sex with you is more meaningful because it brings us closer as Father and son."
"That's cool," a voice said. We looked up to see Taran standing there. "I kinda had that feeling about you two."
"Long story, Taran. I might tell it over the fire tomorrow night. The Moffatts are coming in tomorrow morning," I explained.
"Be nice to see Dave again," Taran grinned.
"You and Dave Moffatt?" Shiro asked. The smile on Taran's face was enough. I grinned as I high fived Taran. I stood up and stretched out, then quickly grabbed Taran in my left arm, Shiro in my right. Hoisting the boys on my shoulders, I strode down to the lake. They caught on as to what I was going to do. Taran immediately dropped watch, wallet, keys, and pager on a table as we passed it. Both boys put up the required struggle, but I walked off the dock and into the cold lake water. The three of us surfaced moments later.
"FUCK! That's damn cold!" Taran yelled.
"Your nuts in your ass yet?" Shiro teased.
"I suppose yours aren't?" Taran asked.
"Nope. They're hanging down to my knees!" Shiro cracked up laughing. Taran sighed. "You got a real wise guy here, don't you?"
"If he wasn't, life around here would be as exciting as a gay guy at the Mustang Ranch," I said. Taran groaned as Shiro and I laughed. Taran pulled his clothes off and tossed them on the dock, then he struck out for the floating dive platform. Shiro and I stripped and followed him. I sat on the platform and watched the guys dive for a bit. Taran's body had gotten a bit leaner, a bit more defined. Apparently he had been working out. I lay back on the platform and let my thoughts wander. I hadn't thought of California in some time. Going back there with Jake Lloyd had given me the opportunity for closure(read Samurai, Inc02 for that story) and to get rid of what was left. Coming here had presented me with the chance to start again, and things had gone so well. I sat up and watched the guys race for the shore. I slipped into the water and swam underneath the surface, controlling my air. Old Mr. Murphy would love it if I ran out of air far too soon. Had that happen a few times. Not a good feeling, I can assure you. I popped up in front of them as they sat on the muddy bank.
"Getting tired?" I asked. Taran was surprised. "Wow! You swam all the way from there to here under the water? That's cool!"
"Yup. Taken time, training, and practice to do that," I said, coming up on the bank. Taran whistled. "You been working out." I grinned and struck a few poses, showing off for the boys. They applauded my performance. We picked up our wet clothes off the dock and went back to the house. I threw the clothes into the dryer as the boys went upstairs for showers and dry clothes. I pulled on a pair of shorts and looked at the clock. We had been in the lake for about four hours. I decided on an early dinner, so I got busy. Lucky for me I had gone shopping yesterday, stocking up on what I knew teen boys liked best. Shiro in no exception to that, but he eats sensibly, balancing out the junk stuff with good food. He had become good friends with a Hawaiian boy named Sammo. This kid was the same age as Shiro. Both of them wrestled together on the high school team. This kid was big, but it was all solid muscle. That boy could eat. They had been spending lots of time locked away in Shiro's room, and when I've gone past Shiro's room, I've heard what sounded like sexual activity going on. There's no doubt in my mind now that Shiro and Sammo are a couple. One of these days I'll confront them.
Dinner was a simple affair. Salad, steaks, vegetables, and drinks. I had Led Zeppelin on the stereo, and we were enjoying the music.
"I almost had the chance to see them in Madison Square Garden when they did that concert film," I said.
"I like them, but I'm more into the newer stuff," Taran said.
"I can't stand rap," I said.
"Neither do I," Shiro said. "I listen to a guy named Kitaro."
"Who's he?" Taran asked.
"He's a musician who lives right here in Colorado. Makes some of the most beautiful music you ever heard," Shiro said.
"Cool," Taran nodded.
"Tell you what. I'll give you a massage, and you can listen to a cd of his music while I'm doing it," Shiro said, standing up with his plate.
"Okay!" Taran grinned.
"You are in for an experience," I said. I watched the boys go up the stairs and into Taran's room. I cleared away all the dishes and got them washed. I went and turned off the stereo in the corner and started locking the house for the night. I went upstairs to my room. Stopping at Taran's' room, I watched Shiro giving Taran the massage. Kitaro's music filled the room. Taran's eyes were closed, but he had a smile on his face. He was lying on his back now, Shiro working his torso. He was very erect, his six inches standing at attention. Shiro moved his hands around the boy's cock and down to the balls. He fondled Taran's balls for a bit, then he took the hard cock in his hand. He started jacking Taran off slow at first, then increased his grip and speed on the cock. Taran thrashed about, clearly in heat. A minute later, he stiffened up, thrusting his cock upward. He shot his cum up in the air, whining at the same time. He shot four times more, then relaxed. Shiro cleaned him off, then lifted him and put him into bed. Shiro covered the boy with a sheet.
"There. He's completely relaxed now," Shiro said, winking at me.
"Good job son," I said, kissing him. I picked up Shiro and carried him to bed. He lay there as I tugged his shorts off. I got in beside him and gently touched him, running my fingertips over his smooth skin. He closed his eyes and moaned softly.
"Feels good Dad," he whispered.
"Good. There's more to cum," I said. He just grinned.
I woke the next morning, the smell of freshly brewed coffee in the air. I stretched out and got up, dressing in shorts and my trainers. I went downstairs and looked for the boys. I heard sounds from the kitchen, so I went in to investigate. Shiro was on the floor, on his hands and knees, Sammo having mounted him. I watched the Hawaiian boy's seven inches move in and out of Shiro.
"Shiro, I'm cumming!" he yelped, shoving his cock deep into Shiro. Both boys collapsed on the floor, exhausted from their sex.
"Good morning guys," I said. Shiro looked up at me, shock on his face. Sammo jumped up and grabbed his clothes and headed for the door. I moved to stop him.
"Stop right there Sammo," I said. "Sit in the kitchen." Both boys sat at the table.
"How long have you two been involved with each other?" I asked.
"Since we met Dad," Shiro answered.
"Good. Both of you have my blessing to continue. Just be safe if you decide to fool with other guys," I stated. " I care about you guys a lot." Shiro jumped up and hugged me tight. "Thanks Dad."
"I forgot you were coming over today Sammo," I said. Sammo smiled. "You got things on your mind, David."
"Well, you guys scoot upstairs and have a bit of fun if you want. I'm going to work out," I said. I went out the door and started my routine. This is my favorite time of the day, the early morning run and working on my weight pile. I feel very much alive afterwards. Taran was waiting at the weight pile when I returned. He was grinning.
"Some things never change," he commented.
"A good workout is important. I consider it the best way to start the day," I said.
"When I was passing Shiro's room, I heard noises coming from in there. I thought you were in there," Taran said.
"Nope, just a friend of Shiro's, a boy named Sammo. He and Shiro are on the school wrestling team," I said. "He's a real nice kid."
"Are they......?" Taran asked. I nodded. "Definitely. Have been for a long time. I found out this morning when I found them in the kitchen, Shiro receiving from Sammo."
"That's cool," Taran grinned. "Gonna make for some interesting nights here."
"That's for sure. Let's get busy," I said. Taran had improved greatly since the last time. He was handling bigger weights and had developed a bit more. We didn't hear Sammo and Shiro come up to the weight pile. I had finished the barbell curls, and turned to see the two boys working at the leg machine. Taran was staring at Sammo.
"Earth to Taran," I said into Taran's ear. Sammo and Shiro laughed as Taran blinked and then focused on me.
"Like what you see?" Sammo grinned.
"Yeah, you a big sexy hunk!" Taran gushed. The three of us laughed as Taran blushed.
"Thanks for the complement dude," Sammo grinned.
"Anytime," Taran grinned. I smiled. I was surrounded by cute sexy boys, in a place that seemed like heaven to me. All was right in the world. I checked my watch, noting the time.
"Shiro, did you bring the cordless with you?" I asked.
"Sure Dad. Here," Shiro replied. They got quiet while I called the Denver airport and confirmed the arrival time for the Moffatts, then talked to the security office there. All the arrangements were set. The head of security there loved my fake celeb idea. He'd get that all set up before the plane arrived. I walked over to the garage and opened the doors. Inside sat the armored limo, a car the I had taken off the hands of a real nasty boy months ago. This particular nasty boy became the guest of the Colorado correctional department, thanks to a couple of very courageous boys. Last I heard, they were living in other places and doing well. I had bought the car, and before driving it off the lot, asked the feds to do a complete search of the car. Nothing was found, but I had wanted to be sure. The head agent understood why. Once I got it home, I put a few gadgets into it for my own use. The car had a very powerful engine, it could really haul ass when needed. The guys went into the house while I did my predrive check. I wanted everything to be perfect. I don't like leaving anything to chance, or Mr. Murphy. He's got a bad habit of fucking up something at the last second, learning that from bitter experience. So I never take chances anymore. Going into the house, I went upstairs and showered, dressed, and armed myself. The boys were waiting for me when I came down.
"You guys ready?" I asked.
"Ready when you are Dad," Shiro nodded.
"Good. Let's mount up then," I said, leading them outside.
"Hope this goes well," Taran said.
"I got my fingers, toes, and a few other things crossed," Sammo said. Taran snorted. "That I'd like to see!" Shiro and I laughed as I drove the car out past the security gate.
"Off to work we go," Shiro said.
I rolled in through the security gates at the delivery entrance. A jeep met us there and led us to a nearby hangar. The plane had just landed and the security chief had his son and three of his friends ready to go behind security doors once the plane stopped. I grinned. I would have given anything to be there at the doors to watch the girls reactions.
"Hell, this is gonna be great!" I laughed. Taran grinned. "I know how it feels running from drooling girls. I just hope those guys don't get hurt." I nodded. "I was told that they would get plenty of help while they run down into the security area."
"Good. So we wait here for them then," Sammo said.
"Yes, that's the plan. Their luggage was specially tagged so that it would be moved up into the cabin for convenience," I stated.
"That's good," Shiro said. He went to the door of the hangar with a pair of binoculars and watched the plane docking with the passenger ramp. He watched the crowd of girls through the windows as the passengers off loaded. Suddenly, they disappeared from the bay windows.
"Girls on the move Dad," Shiro shouted from the doors. "Plane's coming now."
"Good. Places guys," I shouted. I opened the trunk to the limo, got the back doors open. The plane rolled into the hanger, towed by a tractor. It stopped and a set of stairs were quickly put into place. Four boys came out of the plane quickly, carrying their luggage.
"David! What's up man," Scott grinned as he tossed his luggage into the back. I hugged him tight. "Good to see you, Scott."
"Dad! Drooling girls!" Shiro yelled.
"Shit!" I cursed. Everyone moved quick, tossing luggage into the limo. Sammo ran to the far side of the hanger and started opening the door there while Shiro closed the other one with the help of security. We all got into the limo with out Sammo. I slid to a stop next to Sammo. He jumped into the back of the limo and I floored the gas pedal. The car responded like it should, the sudden acceleration throwing every one of us against our respective seats. I hit the road just as the first of the hoard of girls rounded the corner. I had a good enough head start avoiding them. I checked the mirrors as I drove down the access road toward the exit gate. Swinging out the gate and onto the highway, I breathed a sigh of relief as the gates automatically closed themselves.
"Shit that was too damn close," Dave sighed.
"Yeah no kidding," Clint said.
"Well, at least you guys are safe again," Taran said from the front seat.
"Taran?" Dave said, sitting up.
"Yup. It's me, warts and all," Taran grinned. The guys watched as Dave and Taran kissed passionately. I felt warm feelings coming up from deep inside me. Love is so cool. World couldn't get anywhere without it. I reached over and turned on the radio and found a light pop station. The guys in the back were talking animatedly. I could see Shiro and Sammo holding hands as they sat together. I was glad I had given them my blessings this morning. They seemed so right for each other. There could be no other alternative. I had learned that long ago. I turned my attention back to the road. Things were going to get real interesting around the homestead. Funny thing was, I was looking forward to it.
We pulled into the security fence surrounding my property about an hour later. The Moffatts were wide eyed at the place.
"This all yours?" Scott asked.
"Every acre of it," I said as I pulled up to the side of the dock. "Everyone out!" I got out and lined them up against the car. "Okay, rules. I'm in charge, what I say goes. Gun range and kill house off limits unless I'm there. Everything else is fair game. Now, your first assignment is to strip down completely," I barked. They just looked at each other, then Shiro was the first. Dave was the last to pull off his underwear. I scooped up the clothes and tossed them in the car.
"Hit the lake and do some laps. Lunch will be ready in another hour. Barbecued ribs on the menu," I said, getting back into the car. All the boys ran down the incline and out on the dock. Taran was the first to hit the water, followed by everyone else. Sammo and Clint were dead even last in the water. I grinned as I drove off. Parking the car in the garage, I got their luggage out and carried it into the house. I had solved the room assignment by opening the large den up into the living room. I had the feeling we'd be spending time down here, in addition to private fun in my room and Shiro's. I had taken the precaution of stocking up on ky and condoms. I believe in being safe, and I've taught Shiro that as well. But they had the choice to make in deciding to use them or not. I got busy making lunch. Getting the fire going, I cooked the beef for the right amount of time. One by one, they came up the path to the house. I had a stack of towels out on the decking. They dried themselves off, and I took the opportunity to compare them to the other. Really didn't matter, if they could pee out of it and unload their sweet stuff, that's all it really mattered.
"Lunch is ready, gents. Dig in and eat," I said. Well it didn't take long for them to inhale it all. The swim in the lake must have produced a good appetite. Sammo never failed to do his plate cleaning act like he usually did. I turned around to do something, and one of the boys snickered. That should have been warning enough, but I wasn't really paying attention. Before I knew it, they had waylaid me, managed to pull my clothes off, and carried me down the path to the lake. They tossed me into the lake. I came up chilled to the bone. They all were rolling on the dock, laughing their heads off.
"Okay guys," I grinned, "Wanna help me out of the water?" Sammo reached down and grabbed my left hand. Dave took my right. Suddenly it was playtime as I yanked the two boys into the water. The other guys laughed even harder. I went under the dock, crawled out and onto the dock behind them. Scott turned to see me standing there.
"Incoming!" he yelled, heading for the water in a dive. The others looked behind him and saw me coming at them. I caught the remaining boys on the dock in a bear hug and swept them off the dock. I came up to see everyone in the water, laughing.
"You win, Dad. You just too tough," Shiro grinned.
"Thanks, son. You and Sammo have kitchen duty. The other guys can settle in and I'll show them their sleeping arrangements," I said. We climbed out and headed up for the house. I let the Moffatts and Taran into the house. Getting the sleeping arrangements settled was an easy task. Each guy had his sleeping spot. If he wanted to play with another guy, not a problem. Just don't go into the restricted areas at night. They all agreed to that. Now things were settled. I went into my office and sat down in my chair. I looked at the schedule for the concert day in two days. It was real simple. The guys would go on stage for two shows that night, a 6:30p show and then a 9:00p show. Autographs before and in between shows. I put down the papers and sat for awhile, staring into space. Everything was going good of late. Shiro and Sammo were out in the open with me now and I was glad of that. I had hoped for a long time that Shiro would find someone his own age to be in love with. Sammo was perfect, I approved of him right off the bat. Shiro and I still made love to each other, he knew he would always be number one with me. I sighed and left the office. I walked outside to where the fire pit was. I decided to set up a fire and roast marshmallows. Be fun, I hadn't done it since I was a kid. I set up the wood in the fire pit when the guys came out of the house.
"Cool! We gonna have a bonfire?" Clint asked.
"Yeah. Ask Shiro if we still have the bag of marshmallows left," I asked Scott.
"Okay," Scott grinned.
"We haven't done this in a while," Dave grinned.
"Be fun to again," Taran agreed.
"I just thought it would be nice to," I said. It didn't take long to get the fire going. The guys wisely had put shorts on. I'd had the misfortune to suffer spark on dick once before. Not fun I can garantee you.
"David?" Taran nudged me.
"What?" I snapped to.
"I was kinda wondering if you would tell us how you and Shiro met," Taran said. "Could you tell us?" I looked at Shiro. He nodded his approval.
"You first," I nodded to Shiro. He stared into the fire for a few moments.
"I lost my parents a year prior to meeting David. The child welfare people took me in, and the lady I was assigned to seemed nice at first. I was so out of it, I failed to see trouble that was heading my way. If I had, I would have gotten away. Before I knew it, I was living with this nasty guy who had a few other kids living there. He treated us all really rotten. He forced us to make his drugs and transport it to his clients. He liked to.....force himself on us from time to time. I was a victim a few times. It got to the point where I thought I'd never get away. That's when I met David. He was on some kind of secret mission for the Navy. He got into the house where me and the other kids were living. We couldn't escape because the dude trapped us inside. David found a way through all of them and broke us out of there. He helped the cops put him away," Shiro said.
"Man that sucks," Sammo said.
"But you're here now, in a better place, with someone who loves you and that's important," Clint said.
"Don't I know it. Got two people who love me, and that means everything to me," Shiro grinned, smiling at Sammo and me. That made me feel good. I had tried to make a difference in every boy's life that I ever met. There were times I had succeeded, other times I failed. But I never gave up.
"Never really told me how you found me in there Dad," Shiro said.
"You know, I never did. Well, let me refill my glass and I'll tell you," I said. After topping the glass with ice and sake, I sat down again and stared into the fire.
"It was about a month after I settled here. The house was a mess and I was living in a tent and off the land. The SEAL teams somehow managed to track me down and approached me one day. I told them I was out. They used a letter signed by the President to recall me. They can do that, too. The situation was that weapons were disappearing from weapons storage and surfacing on Denver streets in the hands of the local gangs. There's quite a few less now, they chose to piss me off. I began to investigate. Hell, I was perfect for it, I looked like an outlaw then. I mixed in real well, making good progress. I had heard that there would be a bunch of guns to be sold through this house in the worst end of town. I went to investigate, and found myself in serious shit. The intel I got was half right. They had forgotten to mention the twenty hard cases protecting the place. They fell so easy. I got into the house. What I saw revolted me big time. There was trash everywhere. Rats the size of army boots were running everywhere. I took the house down so quiet, the next door neighbors didn't hear nothing. I dragged them out into the boondocks and....asked them a few questions," I said. Hey, this was a battle situation, and I had been given carte blanche to deal with the situation. I did what I had to do, and that's the end of it. Lot less drugs and guns on the street now.
"I got the information I needed, then went right down there. The address I had been given was for property much bigger than mine. Presented a challenge, but anyone who knows me knows I love a challenge. The more dangerous, the better. I got all the way in. Every room I looked into, there were either drugs or guns piled high to the ceiling. They were all stolen from the military bases. I bumped into something, and acting quick, I threw it to the floor and shoved my MP-5 into it. Turned out to be a boy," I said, nodding to Shiro.
"Shiro," Sammo nodded.
"Shiro. He was really scared. He thought I was going to kill him. He helped me get all the kids out of the house, then I took down all the bad guys. After the cops left with the bad guys, I took Shiro and the kids to the hospital and left them there. I had a very big target to go after. The Lieutenant who got me thrown out of the Navy. I took him down and the others who were in it with him. The cops got me on the way home. They told me that Shiro had run away from the hospital. I managed to find him, and brought him here. Well, I guess he liked what he found here because he's been here ever since and even became my son," I finished. They all nodded. We sat there for a bit, each lost in our thoughts.
"I met David when I was having trouble with an obsessed fan. Haven't regretted it since," Taran said. Scott nodded. "We met David when we needed protection and our bodyguard we had hired took off on us. Sure glad we did. We consider him a true friend."
"What happened in California?" Taran asked.
"Had a case that went bad. The tango that was chasing the client was just real good. Not only did he get through the house security, he caught me with my pants down and shot me four times. The client was so scared, he jumped out a window and disappeared. He was never seen again. This guy and I tore up the house with everything we could get our hands on. The guy finally blew the place when he got his hands on a five pound block of c-4. I dived into the pool just in the nick of time. The house literally flew everywhere. There was almost nothing left. I caught up with him four days later in Mexico and....evened things. One less terrorist in this world," I said. Shiro and the guys swallowed hard. I took a big swallow of sake.
"Nothing was the same after that, so I elected to move out here and start again. I've had a few quiet jobs for the Navy, and that helped to pay for the place. I have the best security devices money can buy installed around here. I've really started training again, determined never to let something like that happen again. This place means something to me. Even more with Shiro living here as my son. I'm glad to share this place with all of you, our good friends," I said. Clint stood up. "A toast." We all stood up, holding out our glasses.
"To the many good times, to happiness, and the love that comes from this place. May it last forever," Clint saluted, and we all clinked our glasses together.
"Thanks Clint," I said, getting choked up and hugging him. Shiro did the same as I watched. I noted the time.
"Getting late, and I'm going to turn in. Don't stay up too late," I warned.
"Good night," they all chorused as I walked up the stairs into the house. I felt good about what had been said. I guess I finally had achieved closure over that. That had destroyed me mentally for a long time. Coming here and starting this place, finding Shiro had been good for me. I paused by a window, watching the boys sitting there for a bit.
"Kids," I grinned.
Shiro sat there for a bit, holding Sammo's hand and staring into the fire. He had felt so much better now that he had gotten it all off his chest. He looked up into Sammo's eyes.
"Want to lover?" Sammo whispered. Shiro grinned. "Sure." The boys gently kissed, each feeling lips on the other's. Taran looked at Dave. They both started to kiss. Clint leaned back in his chair and started stroking himself. Scott and Bob started touching and caressing each other. The air was heavy with sexual tension. They could feel it, and they let it take over their senses. The feelings felt so good to them. Clint turned his attention to Shiro and Sammo. He watched them 69 each other, the cocks sliding in and out of mouths. He shivered from the good feelings his cock was giving him. He looked at Taran and Dave. They were lying on the blanket next to the fire, bodies entwined with each other. Bob was on his knees now, Scott's tongue working on his asshole. Bob whining with the passion he was feeling. Clint turned in time to see Shiro and Sammo breaking apart. Sammo got on his knees in front of the Asian youth, positioning his ass for Shiro to take. Clint stopped masturbating, reached for the ky, and went over to them.
"Here. Let me," he whispered to Shiro and Sammo. He opened the tube and put a bit on the tip of Shiro's cock, then a bit more on his finger. One hand wrapped it's self around Shiro's very hard cock, and the other one started working Sammo's rose. Clint worked both boys, getting them ready. When he judged the time was right, he backed off. Shiro placed himself at Sammo's rose, and gently pushed his six inches into his lover. Sammo sighed loudly as he felt Shiro's cock sink into him. He shivered with anticipation at the fucking he knew he was going to get.
"Oh baby," he whispered. "Make love to me." Shiro did, sinking himself all the way in, then pulling out. He began fucking Sammo, his cock moving in and out of his lover. Clint resumed stroking himself, trying to match stroke for stroke. It must have affected the other guys, because the ky got passed around. Taran slipped into Dave. Scott got into Bob. Clint kept stroking himself, wondering who was going to cum first. He watched Shiro's head come back, the boy's eyes closed. He suddenly shivered.
"Cumming....I'm cumming!" he yelled, shoving harder into Sammo. That was the breaking point for Clint. He began shooting his load everywhere onto the guys as they started cumming into their partners. Clint felt so good in that moment. He loved this feeling, the feeling one gets when he cums, feelings of relief and satisfaction. He sighed, relaxing as he watched Shiro and Sammo break apart first. Those two rolled into each other's arms and watched the other four boys getting off. Taran and Dave were the next to cum, Taran into Dave, and Dave into his hand. Both boys collapsed after getting off. They had big smiles on their faces. Scott simply grabbed his brother Bob around the waist and pulled him in very close, let his head back, and groaned. Bob's cock shot off by it's self, making Bob sigh. They lay down on the blankets for a bit, Scott still connected to Bob. Scott's cock worked it's way out of his brother's ass and popped out, glistening with boy juice. Scott rolled onto his back, sighing. Bob leaned over him and kissed him very passionately.
"That puts a whole new meaning on brotherly love," Shiro thought to himself, watching them. He sighed and snuggled down into Sammo's big arms. He felt safe here, just like he had felt safe in my arms. He really loves me, I know that. He doesn't have to prove that to me at all. I watched them get up and walk into the house. Turning from the window where I had been standing at, I turned to see Sammo standing there. I started to say something, but Sammo silenced me with a finger to my lips. He got on his knees and took my seven inches in his hand and guided it to his mouth. I felt his warm wet mouth start to suck me off. I was barely conscious of the other guys walking into the room and watching this. I had to lie down, my shaking knees wasn't gonna support me at all. Sammo attacked my cock again once I was on the floor. Through slitted eyes, I watched the boys starting to stroke themselves off. Sammo's mouth was so good! This boy could suck! I was so close, wanting to get off now. Then I was, firing my cum into the willing boy's mouth. I felt something hitting me from different angles, and I realized the boys were shooting their cum on me! I was getting a boy cum bath! That was a first. After I finished cumming, Sammo backed off. I felt so light headed.
"Dad?" I heard from far away.
"Yes son?" I heard myself say.
"You okay?" the voice said again.
"Oh yeah. I'll be fine," I smiled, then went to sleep.
I woke the next morning. I sat up in my bed, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. God, what a dream I had last night! I slowly got up, feeling really worn out. Well, a good workout would take care of that. I pulled on shorts and my cross trainers(I call them trainers instead of sneakers) and went down stairs. I found all the boys together on the sleeping mats. Shiro spooned inside Sammo, Bob into Scott, Taran into Dave. The odd man out was Clint. He sat up, looking at me. I grinned as he got up, then stretched out his naked body. He picked up his shorts and shoes and walked over to me. Setting them on the table, he put his arms around me and gave me a very passionate kiss.
"Thanks Clint," I whispered, kissing him back. He pulled his shorts on, then his shoes on. He followed me out to the porch where I did my stretches with his help, then helped him with his. He managed to keep up with me as we ran the four mile distance. When we got back to the weight pile, he sat down and rested a bit. I turned and started my routine, working the weights. He joined me once he had recovered from the run.
"I try to run every day. When I do, I do about three miles. Today was the first I did four miles," he panted, working a bicep curl.
"Should have said something," I said. "I don't want to push you more than what you're capable of doing. Don't want you to get hurt."
"That's what my Dad says," Clint said. "I want to build up my endurance for those shows we do. They tend to take a lot out of us. Bob works out, too. He wanted to ask you what he could do to develop his forearms and hands better."
"I'll think about that one for a bit," I said. We continued our workout until everything was done. I slowed up just a bit for Clint, not wanting him to push himself. I led him down to the lake and at the dock's edge, I pulled his shorts off him, then pulled mine off. We dived in and started swimming for the floating platform. The cold water felt good and invigorating. Getting to the platform, I got out of the water, then helped Clint out. I held Clint close to me. He looked into my eyes, and I felt the passion rise inside of me. We kissed, out lips making contact. I shifted his naked body on mine so we could be more comfortable. I started pleasuring him, touching him every where. Clint's young body responded to my ministrations, coming alive with sexual feelings. Nothing gives me greater joy than pleasuring a boy, making him feel good, making him feel wanted, loved, and cared for. He started tickling my nipples, making me feel good. I sighed, shivering with the feelings that I was feeling. This was so good. I wish I could keep them all here with me. Life would be so much more fun. I let my fingers drift down to his personal jewelry. I could feel the soft skin on his balls, feel the hardness of his erect cock. Made me feel so good. I gently pried him off me and laid him on the platform, then started kissing his body. Clint shivered and closed his eyes. I spent some time at his nipples, feeling the erect nubs against my tongue. He whined, his body shaking with the pleasure he was feeling. I moved down his fine torso and teased his navel for a bit, then moved down to his cock. I ran my tongue around the base, making him jump. I wasn't ready for his cock, so I started licking and sucking on his balls. Clint groaned loudly in pleasure. I thought the boy was going to get off right then. I moved my tongue down to the bit of skin between balls and rose. That drove him even more nuts. I licked at his rose, tasting a bit of dried cum from last night. One of the guys must have done him last night. Clint writhed and moaned as I continued rimming him. He was a joy to please. I came back to his cock and let it go into my mouth and I slowly slid it all the way in, sucking on it. Clint shivered a bit, groaning again.
"Yeah....suck it....David....so good," the boy moaned. I went up and down on it a few times, wanting to pleasure him. I stopped and came off it. Clint looked at me with a mad glint in his eyes. I rolled onto my back and he quickly got up between my legs, and shoved his cock in. This boy was burning hot. He began fucking me like a crazy man, wanting his relief.
"David....gonna cum now....cumming!" he yelled, shoving his cock up into me hard. I felt his cock jerking inside me, then I could feel his cum travel through his cock and into me. God, that felt so good! I held the panting sweaty boy in my arms as he rested on me from his exertions.
"Feel better?" I asked him.
"Yes," he whispered. A moment later, his soft slow breathing told me he was sleeping. Looking up at the sun, I judged we could lay here safely for about an hour before we came into direct sunlight. I sighed, and settled him better onto me. I watched the birds in the trees and listened to the wildlife around me. This had to be paradise, compared to some of the places I had been in for the SEAL teams. I thought about the boys I had met during my missions, and hoped they were well. If there was a chance to go back and see them one more time, I'd do it. But for now, I was here in this place of my choosing, surrounded by boys I loved. Life couldn't get any better than this. A splashing sound brought me out of my thoughts. A moment later, Sammo peeked over the edge of the platform, followed by the rest of the guys. I motioned to be quiet. Bob grinned. He knew why, seeing the smile on Clint's face. Shiro was approaching the platform, towing a raft. Very carefully, we moved Clint onto it and I towed him back to shore. I carried him up to the porch of the house and laid him down on blankets. I could hear the guys jumping into the water, their shouts and laughter carried up to the house. I went inside for my shower. Coming back out, I noticed that Clint wasn't there. I picked up the binoculars and scanned the lake. He was there with the guys, swimming and diving off the platform. He sure made it look so easy. I sat in my chair with some coffee and watched the fun continue.
Three hours later, the guys came back up to the house. I had set towels out on the porch for them. They got dried off before coming into the house.
"Glad you guys came back. We need to sit down and plan the day here. It's about eleven now. What time do you guys need to be at the hall for sound checks?" I asked. Scott got up from the table and got his planner. "It says about four, David. We do need to sit down and plan our playlist for the evening, though. I've got a rough draft laid out."
"Sounds good to me. I'll leave you guys alone to work it out. We'll leave about three," I said. Shiro and Sammo went upstairs to his room, I went to my office and flipped on my computer and persued my favorite web sites, answered some e-mail from friends and SEAL buddies(somehow someone got that particular Admiral to rescind the memo forbidding contact with me. It's nice to talk to friends in the "business"), and added a few more boy stories to my personal collection. I looked up at the time. I had been sitting here for nearly two hours. I shut down the computer and went into the living room. The guys weren't in there. I checked the kitchen next. They were sitting there at the table, eating. Sandwich makings were scattered across the counter.
"Should have known you guys were in here," I grinned.
"Hey, we're growing boys," Taran said around his sandwich.
"That's true," I laughed. I joined them at the table with a sandwich of my own. I looked at a map of the area we were going to, planning the main route, and two alternatives. I would have liked to have gone there before hand, and really scout out the area. But this all had been last moment stuff, The Moffatts agent popping this on them at the last moment. Their Dad had been royally pissed, but it had been a done deal. I wasn't too pleased about it, either.
"Dad, we're all going to use the showers and get cleaned up for tonight," Shiro said, breaking into my thoughts as they rose from the table.
"Okay, don't take too long," I said. I cleaned up the kitchen and then went out to the car and went over it for the trip to the hall. I was starting to have funny feelings about this whole business. I was glad that Shiro and Sammo was coming along. I would have liked to have at least two more guys to help. I sighed and brought out the car to the front of the house. I made a phone call to the Crystal Springs police station for information on the area I was going into. The info I got didn't make me feel any better. I made a decision to carry some "special supplies" for insurance. We left once the house was secured and the guys were on board.
"Listen up, guys. I got really bad feelings about this, and we are going to play this extremely careful. The slightest sign of trouble, we gone. Sammo, you really haven't trained with me and Shiro, so you gotta do exactly what we say, no questions asked. You drive?" I asked.
"Learner's permit," he replied, showing it to me.
"Good. You're the ace in the hole," I said. "Guys, just be ready for anything." I got nods all around. Good. Now I felt a bit better. Once this whole thing was over, the guys back in safety, I'd feel even more better. Traffic was heavy going in, and we got there just a bit late. I rolled the limo in through the back gates of the hall. This area really looked run down. My bad feeling increased even more. There was very little security there, and I nearly called the deal off right then and there. The guys went and did their sound check, while Sammo, Shiro, and I walked around the hall. I planted two surprises very discretely. If nothing happened here, I'd retrieve them, no big deal. Six rolled around, and I got a peek at the crowd outside. Some of the people there made me a bit nervous. The doors opened fifteen minutes later, and the people came in. I observed a bit of beer drinking and smelled what seemed to me like pot. My heart did flip flops.
"Sammo," I spoke into my lip mike.
"Here," he replied instantly.
"Limo. Be ready for a fast exit. We gonna have trouble, I know it," I said.
"Roger that. I be watching some of these folks, they look like they be packing boss," he said. Oh shit. That I didn't need. Too late now to stop things. The show started right at six thirty as planned. The first forty-five minutes went smooth. The people were grooving to the music, enjoying it. I was beginning to think things were gonna be okay, until Mr. Murphy fucked things up. A couple of homeboys started getting nasty, shouting comments at the guys. I gotta give the guys credit, they kept on going. Then the beer bottles started flying. Bob nearly got hit by one. People yelled at the dudes. The homeboys responded by pulling guns.
"Everybody out!" I yelled into my lip mike, pulling my MP-5. "Limo, engine now, stand by for exfil!" I triggered the IED(Improvised Explosive Device) that I had planted. Smoke immediately covered the stage area from view. I was on the stage in seconds, the guys having dropped their stuff immediately. I followed them out the door to the limo. Sammo had the engine running and was waiting to go. Shiro covered us from the limo's sun roof. I slammed the door on Clint, he was the last one in. I ran around the passenger side and got in. Shiro came down as Sammo neatly applied pedal to metal. We were out the gate and down the road before people had a chance to really react. In the mirrors, I could see the cop cars sliding to a stop behind us. Sammo drove down the street, looking for the nearest freeway onramp. He found it, got on it, and went. This boy could drive, damn it. I started to wonder about him.
"My Uncle races cars for a living. He's the one that taught me to drive when I was young. Did I mention I race go carts in my spare time?" Sammo said. Laughter erupted from the back seat as the guys cracked up at my expression. I looked at Sammo.
"I'm gonna fanny whack you later," I said.
"With your six inches? Oh boy!" Sammo cracked. The guys laughed again as I groaned. The kid had a sense of humor as well.
"Home Sammo," I sighed.
We got back around eight, no further trouble following us. Once the limo was stashed back in the garage, I got on the phone and delivered my report. Then Mr. Moffatt initiated a conference call between himself, the agent, and myself. By the time I finished saying what I wanted to, using some of the most inventive four letter and curse words in the longest string without pausing for a breath, it was obvious to everyone I was pissed.
"It's not my fault," the guy whined.
"You're fired," Mr. Moffatt said. "End of subject." The guy hung up in a huff.
"You did a hell of a job, telling him off and protecting my boys. People said you were good. I have no doubts about that now. You're officially on retainer, David. Can I talk to my boys?" he said.
"Sure," I said, motioning to Scott. The guys filed into my study and I closed the door behind me. Going into the living room, I found Shiro and Sammo necking on the couch. I watched them for a moment.
"Sammo, you did good today. I'd like to make you an official member of Samurai, Inc. What do you say?" I asked.
"I accept. Gonna like the benefits," he grinned. I had to sigh on that one. Geez, are all kids this horny? Both Sammo and Shiro laughed at my expression. I grinned and left them alone together. I went into the kitchen and decided to throw together a quick something to eat. I pulled some frozen microwave pastry pockets out and left them on the counter. Sammo must have good hearing, because he came into the kitchen, followed by Shiro and the others.
"Whatcha got?" he asked earnestly. I thought for a moment, then dropped my jeans, grabbed my very erect cock. "How about this?" Sammo dropped to his knees and immediately sucked my cock into his mouth. I hissed, the boy's mouth felt so good on my cock. I slid down the refrigerator and sat on the floor. Shiro pulled my jeans off while the guys got my shirt off. Then they stripped Sammo down, then themselves. Before I knew it, an orgy was underway. Sammo deliberately sucked my cock slow, making me crazy. Suddenly I felt cold, then realized I had moved to the side and opened the refrigerator. I spotted the chocolate syrup and whipped cream. I grabbed them and shoved Sammo off.
"Special dessert," I gasped. I smeared some of the chocolate onto my cock, them covered it with the whipped cream. Shiro's eyes bugged out.
"Mine!" he yelled, diving onto my cock. Someone grabbed the containers out of my hands, but I was too far gone to care. Shiro was driving me nuts. He and Sammo began competing for my cock, each wanting to be the first to shoot me off. I was in heaven. I could hear sounds of pleasure and passion around me. I felt a cock slip inside me. I couldn't see who it was, but it sure felt super good. A cock tip tapped my lips and I opened up and let it in. Oh, yum. Chocolate covered dick. My favorite pleasure. I began sucking it down. I was getting so close to blowing my own load. Then I was, blowing my load over Sammo and Shiro's faces. Once they sucked my cock dry, they started licking my load off each other's faces. No I was able to see that it was Scott that was fucking me, with Clint inside his back door. Scott was really getting off.
"Ah....ah....ah...YES!" he yelled, finally shooting his load inside me. Clint came almost at the same time, voicing his own pleasure. The cock in my mouth suddenly unloaded, the smooth sweet boy cream sliding down my throat. It tasted nice, I liked it. The cock backed off, and it was Bob who had unloaded into my mouth. Dave was working his cock inside Bob, and he suddenly shivered and yelped. He shoved his cock hard into his brother's ass a few times more, then slid down to the floor off Bob's back, having gotten his orgasm. I lay there, basking in the sex afterglow.
"Enjoy your ride?" A voice asked.
"Fuck yes. If this is Disneyland, I sure as hell don't wanna leave," I whispered. The boys all laughed. They helped me off the floor and up to my shower. Sammo held me in place while teenage hands soaped me up and cleaned me off. They took me back downstairs ant to their sleeping mats. I lay there and relaxed while listening to the boys splashing around in the showers. I could hear the sounds of sex floating down to me. They were getting their rocks off again. I wish I could be that young and be able to recover that fast! They all came down afterwards, cleaned up the kitchen, then shut the lights off. The only light now was the fireplace. The boys put me into the middle, then staked up on each side of me. This was a nice way to go to bed.
I woke up the next morning. The house was quiet, and the boys were still sleeping. I stood over them and watched their sleeping faces. They looked so peaceful and happy. I went and got my digital camera and took a picture of them sleeping together. I smiled and went up to dress in shorts and trainers. I went off on my run, then went to my weight pile. I went through my usual workout, feeling real good. I sat on the dock letting the early morning sun dry me off. Shiro sat down next to me a moment later.
"Morning Dad," he said, leaning against me.
"Morning Son," I said, kissing him on the forehead. I scratched his back for a moment or two. He wrapped his arms around me and hugged me. He didn't have to say anything. I nodded yes, and he sat on my lap, facing me. He took hold of my hard cock and slipped it into him. I closed my eyes and sighed. Shiro put his arms around my neck and slowly rose and fell on my cock until I couldn't hold back any longer.
"Going to cum son, can't hold back. Take my love for you," I whispered into his ear. I felt my cock jerk twice before delivering my Daddy cum into son's ass. We held onto each other tight as I came into him. This moment was perfect. It was just us, nothing more. I opened my eyes and saw tears in his. We kissed, then relaxed. He remained on my lap until my cock left his cave. He stood up and held his hand out to me. We walked up to the house together, the home we had built together. The guys stood on the porch and watched us coming.
"Now there's a real Father and Son together," Sammo observed.
"Amen to that," Taran nodded.
"Breakfast is ready," Scott said.
"Cool, thanks guys. Lead the way," Shiro said. I paused on the porch and looked around. I could not have asked for a better place to be in, and this place was perfect. I truly felt safe here. Nothing bad could touch me here now. Life was even more better with Shiro here as my son, and he was a good son to me. I enjoyed hosting his friends here, and we always had a good time( no sex, I wanted to protect my reputation in town). I liked it even more when the people I protected (the Moffatts, Taran, and Jake Lloyd) came out. We really had fun here. Life had led me here, and I was glad of it. Life is good, and life goes on.
END
Be watching for Samurai, Inc.04! Jack Johnson of Lost In Space fame guesting! Remember, these stories are just fantasy. Nothing is real. As far as I know, none of the celebs featured are gay.