Baby Face

Baby Face

Chapter 5

Rachel was waiting for us. She looked at me and told me the score.

"I doubt you will ever have more sex in 24 hours than you are going to get here until this time tomorrow night. Do as you're told and you will still be a free man."

I was left then and she took Jamil with her. When he came back he looked upset. He took me to a quiet corner of the room and sat down with me.

"That evil bitch has some real humdingers planned for this session. There will be breaks for food and drink which will be sold at premium prices. She is obviously intending to make a killing tonight and tomorrow. What she has planned for some of the younger boys is pretty awful, and I mean younger. She has several fourteen year olds, Mac. The silly little buggers have been trying grass and she caught them. They are being kept separate for now. She planned for me to fuck both of them, but I've refused point blank. That's a prison offence if I was caught, and I am going to get caught sometime in the next 24 hours aren't I, Mac?"

"I bloody hope so or we are both going to be in trouble I think. What else have you got for me?"

"I almost daren't tell you. You are going to be the star performer to night. You may have to cut and run before the end if you want to survive. She has some pretty boys in for me to fuck and some of them will probably fuck you, but she is going for a load of audience participation, she is going to auction you at intervals during the night. You will only get fucked by the richest guys in the audience. The girls will get a free ride in the use of your body, and a few others of course."

This all sounded pretty intense so I hoped George's lot could get into place and call a halt on this before anyone was seriously damaged.

Rachel came back to us at 8.30.

"We have got them all hot under the collar with some porno shots of most of tonight's participants. They are already screaming for you Mac. Jamil, after the parade you can take Mac, suitably collared and parade him round the circle, close enough for the front row to touch him, slow enough for them to get a good feel."

She had brought in all of the boys that were going to take part. The two 14 year olds took my breath away. I had never seen them before so I wondered if Rachel's claws extended to other schools. If so there could be a whole other coven of these witches for George's lot to uncover. My part would have to finish tonight, thank heavens. We were all ordered to strip to our underwear. Job done and Rachel told a couple to lose theirs and she gave them new ones, much sexier. She came to me with a leather collar that already had a lead attached.

"You will lead the boys in Jamil holding Mac's lead. You will line up on the stage with every other boy facing the opposite to the one either side of him, all of you at display."

She went back to the two 14s and collared them as well.

"After the cat calls have died down, Jamil, lead Mac round the arena clockwise. I will take the two little ones round counter clockwise. Once round and then back on the stage by which time all of the others will be away and a bench placed there. You are to strip Mac's underwear if it has survived and using the two little ones as helpers you are to fuck Mac in as many positions as you can think of, spraying your orgasm all over his face, not in his ass. The two little ones will almost certainly be hard and as soon as you see it, take their underwear off as well, if it has survived, which I doubt. I'm going to get the audience hot quickly so that I can get in loads of auctions. There will be loungers brought in and spread all-round the arena so that I can have several fucks going on at the same time. The stage will be mainly used by you and Mac as the star performers. If you give me the go ahead Jamil, I'll auction you as well and you can have half the auction price as well as your fee."

My friend was obviously in this for the money so he agreed.

"I'll tell you after each one if I want to do anymore, and I want my fee up front now, and all my auction fees after each one."

We both knew why. He expected the place to be raided sometime and he wanted his money safely stowed in his possession.

So the games began. The searchlights prevented us seeing the audience, but I knew I would as soon as Jamil started parading me. I whispered to him. "Check out as many faces in the audience as you can."

I was thinking about George's raid. If any managed to slip away we might remember them.

We started for the arena and the roar began as soon as I appeared, it grew in volume as the audience saw all of the other boys. There were a dozen of us. At the edge of the stage, all--round there were bottles of wet light. I guessed that wasn't for our benefit, it was so that the bitch could keep us functioning for as long as possible.

"Ladies and gentlemen, these boys are for your pleasure tonight. Only one rule for participants. You must be lubricated before you penetrate any of them. Every couch will have a paddle by it so that poor performance can be punished. The bathrooms all have plenty of soap and towels for you to use. Why am I telling you this? Because we will be auctioning each boy for any of you that want a fuck."

The applause was deafening. Then the crafty bitch brought the girls into it by telling them they could bid as well and there were dildos available if they wanted to fuck the boys.

The slow parade round the arena had all three of us naked almost straight away. Our underwear was just ripped off us. I was fingered and played with almost continuously and I bled for the little ones getting the same treatment. We were all still soft when we got back to the stage, and the two little ones were crying. The bitch was grinning. I hadn't really taken in her appearance too much, but I did now. She was dressed like a dominatrix, but it was the extras that I now noted. She had a whip and a paddle attached to her belt.

"Our models don't appear to want to play. Do you think I should punish them?"

There was a roar from the crowd. She unclipped the two chastisers.

"Which one should they get, whip or paddle."

Unintelligible roar again so she took the two little ones to the edge. Held up the paddle and screamed, "This". There were a few yes's, but when she held up the whip it was deafening again. The two boys looked terrified. She had Jamil assist her and delivered two to each boy. Skin broken and I had to step in. This was only the beginning and already we had two damaged boys. When she came for me I whispered to her.

"If I see any more blood tonight I swear I will see you in hell even if I go to prison as well."

I guess I sounded venomous enough for her to quickly send the boys off with instruction they were to be cared for, but she wanted them back for auctions. Then she replied to me.

"No blood Mac, but you are going to be so fucked before this time tomorrow."

Back to the audience.

"This one I will paddle because he is going to set a record for the number of fucks in 24 hours. Let's start with Jamil reaming out his pretty ass."

Two more boys came in to assist and Jamil started on me. The stage never stopped rotating all night. The boys had my legs up round my ears only spread incredibly wide while Jamil stood slightly to the side reaming out my ass with his fingers. Well opened up and he lubed us before sliding in and fucking me gently for a couple of minutes. Then it was doggy fashion, then the one that we all knew gave the audience the best view. Me partially on my side, lower leg bent up almost to my chest and upper leg being held up and back by one of the boys. Perfect position for the audience to see Jamil's monster sliding in and out. Five more minutes and then the final one, equally as revealing. The boys took a leg each and pulled them up and wide. Jamil straddled me and fucked down on me. Bloody uncomfortable, but it had me spewing cum all over the place as he pulled out and shot straight into my face. I managed to catch quite a lot and swallow it, force of habit. The applause was deafening. We were bundled off the stage and I saw two more boys move in. Back stage and I looked at the two little ones. Their cuts had been cleaned and covered with an antiseptic cream before a false skin had been sprayed on. I sat and cuddled them both until they calmed down. I quizzed them about how they had become involved and was shocked to hear that their school had a similar set up. I wondered how many more there were.

We were left alone for nearly an hour before I was taken back to the stage. The auctions were starting. I was first up.

"Who will bid on this one for a fuck and a suck?"

A girl was the starter followed by one of the gay guys. I went for a miserable $250. The guy came for me and took me to one of the loungers. I had to strip him before he had me at spread and nearly tore my ass out reaming me. Then I had to blow him. Big ugly cock. I looked up at him and he looked like a thug. He fucked my mouth for a few minutes and then with me almost bent double he entered me and fucked me very slowly. I could hear all the other auctions going on and by the time my guy blew his load, every lounger was occupied.

"Lousy fuck, pretty boy. Display and bend over."

He had my ass facing the audience while he delivered destructive blows to it until I fell over, then he threw the paddle down, picked up his clothes and went back to his seat. Two of Rachel's girls had to help me back to the backstage area where my ass was plastered with a cream that took away a lot of the pain. The next guy in was Jamil. He was grinning and waggling a couple of hundred dollars at me.

"Not a bad fuck, and the guy took all of me, what a slut."

I had to laugh, I thought he would be a bottom as well. But his buyer was a cock slut, couldn't get enough. The guy bought him again before the raid. The downside though was that he was bought by a couple of racists who rough fucked him and plastered his ass. He only did the four but he had over a $1,000 in his stash. I was pleased for him. The two little boys were called in again and went to girls first who fucked them with dildos, not too big. Then they went straight away to two gay guys who fucked them quite hard. Back with us before I was called again. I began to wonder if George had got any people in and when he would raid. We had only been going a couple of hours and several of us were the worse for wear. The auctions were obviously very successful because there were never more than a couple of us backstage at any one time for more than a few minutes.

By the time I had taken eight cocks I was wrecked. My ass was blue as well because I had been paddled several times. The advantage of that was that I was in demand less, for less money as well.

Jamil came in while I was cleaning up after my eighth fuck and spoke to me.

"There is quite a lot of activity in the audience, Mac. It looks like gate crashers. One of them put Rachel off the scent by boldly walking to the front of the audience and shouting at her.

"I'm a gate crasher. You can throw me out or you can let me have the pretty blonde boy for $500 for a suck and a fuck."

There was roar of approval. Rachel, greedy bitch, didn't query his gate-crashing and I was brought out again. I stripped the guy on the stage because he wanted everyone to see him ream out my ass. In the suck position he was buried in my mouth. Nice cock and balls, I was reasonably enthusiastic. Then he started talking making me almost gag with shock.

"You have a nice mouth, Mac, and I'm sure when I slide over your sphincter the ass will be superb. George says the go time will be thirty seconds after the two little boys with the whip marks leave the arena next time. He suggests that however many boys are backstage then, you are to bundle them all into the toilet and keep them safe in there."

I looked up at him with obvious shock written across my face.

"You have no idea how many favours I owe George for letting me do this. I'm going to fuck you for as long as I can to make sure that you are backstage when the little ones join you."

He made me suck him for quite a while before making me comfortable on the couch and sliding into me. Christ, the guy was good. He kept stopping when he got close, and I kept looking for the little ones. I was pleased when they came out and were auctioned to two girls. The girls had been the most considerate towards them but they were looking pretty beat now. My guy lasted a few more minutes before filling me with a considerable load.

"Mac, you are one fantastic fuck. I'll see you in the office for the debrief. I guess it will be this afternoon sometime."

I went backstage, had a quick clean up, and was pleased Jamil was there as well. The little boys came in again and I grabbed them.

"Every one of you, don't ask questions just get into the bathroom. Jamil help me."

Less than two minutes and I had five boys in the bathroom, door closed and Jamil and I leaning against it.

"It's happening I guess."

I nodded.

"Listen, all of you. This operation is finished. None of you will be prosecuted for drug offences. All of you will be interrogated and debriefed. Tell your interrogators everything. Do as I tell you and you will all start again with clean sheets with regard to criminal activity. If you are obstructive you will end up in Juvie."

There were some very frightened faces staring back at me. We heard a lot of noise. Then the staccato sound of a machine gun, then silence. A knock on the bathroom door a few minutes later.

"Mac, its George."

I opened the door and George was there with another couple of agents and two women in nurse's uniform. We piled out and were all given blankets to cover our nudity. They all saw George shake my hand and speak.

"Well done Mac, another success story for you."

"Never mind that George we need to talk right now."

He could tell by my voice this was urgent so he walked me out to the arena that was nearly empty as the audience was led out to waiting coaches to be taken for interrogation.

"This is a much bigger operation than we thought. Those two fourteen year olds are from another school running a similar scam. There must be a master mind behind this. These girls aren't doing it by themselves."

George, his task group commander, myself and the two little boys were whisked away once we had collected all our things and dressed. I threw Jamil my keys.

"When they let you go, go to my apartment and wait for me."

Back in George's office the two little ones were given food and drink and made comfortable while I told George everything I knew. He then interrogated them. They were too exhausted to do anything but tell him the truth. He had a bunch of names of other students from their school who were involved, told us how many times they had been used and then they were whisked away by a couple of paramedics and I heard later, after medical checks were put to bed.

George sent me home then, with Jamil, and told me to be in the office by midday. That gave me the chance for about eight hours sleep, when I knew I wanted eighteen. I was bushed, I was sore and I was bruised.

Jamil was already showered and had just wrapped a towel round his waist. He looked ok, but definitely in need of some sleep. We fell into my bed while I tried to explain what was going on, but I fell asleep mid-sentence.

I looked at my watch as I stretched, and sat up like a rocket.

"Oh fuck, I'm late."

I was about to hop out of bed when a strong pair of hands pushed me down.

"Debrief postponed indefinitely, relax."

I looked into a pair of worried eyes.

"You slept for 12 hours, Mac. George called to postpone about ten. He said the new information was invaluable. Go have a shower. I'll have a brunch on the table when you are ready."

Sat opposite Jamil about half an hour later I could see that he wouldn't suffer for a few hours in bed.

"What were you doing up at ten? You must have been almost as bushed as me."

He shrugged, looked embarrassed and mumbled.

"I thought you needed looking after."

I shook my head. This hard street kid was so worried about me that despite being nearly out on his feet he remained awake in case I needed him. I took him back to my bed, made sure he was comfortable and lay down beside him gently stroking him until he was asleep.

I sat at my computer for the next couple of hours writing my report, trying to remember everything. I hadn't seen it all but what I had seen made me want to weep. The fourteen year olds had been used so much, I wondered what kind of state they were in. Most of the sixteen year olds looked pretty beat when I had the chance to look at them properly after the raid.

George told me how much money they had recovered from the girls so I could sure understand their mind set with no consciences, and as it turned out all four of them were lesbians, so humiliating and abusing all of the boys was a real pleasure for them.

Jamil did a me and slept for 12 hours, I had napped for a few hours after I had my dinner, but when Jamil moved, I was wide awake. I turned on the bedside light and looked at the clock. 3am.

"I'm hungry."

I thought that, as a first comment, was hilarious and Jamil realised it as well. His face lit up in a huge grin.

"Well, I am."

I leant in and gave him a toe curling kiss before hopping out of bed and heading for the kitchen. He wandered through a few minutes later in just his sexy underwear looking all refreshed.

"I guess we both needed the sleep Mac. How do you feel now?"

I looked him over making the look as lecherous as possible.

"With this drop dead gorgeous black man stood in front of me I feel like a million dollars."

"Flatterer, how about taking me to bed then?"

"Mmm, what a good idea, but I think you should eat first."

It was five o clock before we did go back to bed. We had talked for more than an hour. I took notes because he was filling in some of the gaps in my knowledge. He had been pretty well used during the orgy. No wonder he looked bushed when I woke up the first time.

In bed I made very gentle love to him and watched him slide off to dreamland again before getting up and doing some clearing up and finishing off my report, now including some of the missing bits. I emailed it to George before settling down with a cup of coffee to think about my next move. I wondered if I could go a step further than last time and weave this into a book. The idea took root over the next few days and I did write a book. More about that shortly.

George called just before mid-day.

"Meeting at 1400, Mac. I have your report so just bring yourself, and if you can contact Jamil, bring him as well."

Jamil had woken up at the sound of the phone and wandered through looking a little groggy.

"Did you really take me off to Paradise, or did I dream it?"

"I went somewhere heavenly with you so I guess it was real."

"But you didn't penetrate me did you?"

"No, I can make love without fucking."

He nodded and went back to the bedroom. I heard the shower running so I thought a late breakfast would get us properly back on track.

I was now looking at the Jamil I knew. I guess we had both bounced back quite quickly. I thought about the other boys then and hoped they had recovered.

I thought my back would never recover by the time I got to George's office. The rest of the task force pounded it accompanied with suitable comments. I guess I was flavour of the month.

"Come in, Mac, Jamil. Well done both of you. No debrief necessary. I'll let you have a copy of the report when it's complete Mac. Short story. We hit two other schools with a massive task force, interrogated kids, mostly in their homes and got massive amounts of evidence. Twelve girls in all, a female teacher and two paedophiles we have had under surveillance for some time. Total cash recovered, still being counted. Compensation has already been agreed. Every boy hooked up in this will receive $10,000 and be given a clean slate on the drugs issue. Jamil, your compensation has been doubled because of the help you have been. Mac, I won't discuss your bonus here, but you will have the green light on your story in about three months we think. The DA wants this one put to bed quickly, his son was one of the kids caught up in this mess."

The next bit of conversation made me realise how much work had been done while Jamil and I recovered.

"Jamil, we have your education stats. If you buckle down for the remainder of this school year we think you could graduate. Do it and there is a college place reserved for you. Get a first class degree and there is a good chance the FBI will recruit you at the end of that time.

Mac, there is a good school near your home that would take Jamil and push him. Don't know anywhere he could stay until college, do you?"

No pressure there then.

"You are a manipulative bastard, George. You know there is. I just hope Rory won't be upset."

He nodded his head and grinned at me.

"I thought so. Why don't you take this boy home then and get packed up ready to move back to your own home. Oh, and Jamil's mother is happy for all of this to take place. She has always worried about the gangs in his area."

Jamil just looked, he didn't say a word to me until we were back in the apartment.

"Please Mac. What's this all about?"

"Ok, sit down and I'll start. First, I'm 24 years old. I'm a trained FBI field agent but I only contract. My proper job is an investigative reporter for a newspaper. I have a first class degree in criminology and journalism. Yes, I'm really gay and my boyfriend is only sixteen, lives about a two hour drive from my apartment and with his mother's consent stays with me most weekends and school holidays. I love him very much but we aren't monogamous. I hope you like each other because it looks as though you are going to be living with me for a few months."

Total silence as Jamil's eyes bored into me. Then he spoke.

"I have to believe you because of George, but you have to be the luckiest guy in the world. You definitely only look like a sixteen year old. I can't believe the opportunity George has offered me. Will you help me get to the right standard to graduate?"

"You bet. We can work at your education anytime I'm in the flat without Rory. In bed, out of bed, you'll have your tutor with you if you like."

That comment sorted his thinking on our future relationship. We packed up saw his mum while we picked up his things and were installed in my apartment before dinner.

"Cool pad, Mac. I could get used to this."

"Good. Let's get you settled in the second bedroom. I don't suppose it will get used much during the week."

I was grinning.

"Are you serious?"

"I am if you like. I love having sex with you, and sleeping with you. Know that I could fall in love with you real easy if I wasn't so in love with Rory."

That floored him. He knew that we made sweet music together but love, that was a big word in his book.