Liam is Missing

Liam is Missing By Adam Stewart

It was another miserable day for Liam, so he made his way into the woods to get away from the house. He was an only child and lived with his father in the clergy house in Little Walsingham, which was a village in Norfolk. His father was a strict Catholic and also detested homosexuals. He frequently preached about the sins of the flesh in church and referred explicitly to same sex relationships. Unbeknown to Father O'Connor his eighteen-year-old son was gay and had recognised his sexuality from the age of twelve.

Father O'Connor was forty-years old when his son, Liam was born, but after a big argument one day, his wife announced she was leaving him. She told her husband that she could no longer stand his domineering personality and was taking their ten-year-old son with her. Not wanting to admit to his parishioners that she'd left with his son, O'Connor physically threatened her, so she immediately left leaving her child behind. When asked where his wife had gone, he made out that she was mentally ill and had been placed in a psychiatric hospital. The mental strain this placed on Liam was immense and he never forgave his father. When he was older, he let the truth be known.

As a consequence, life at home was intolerable and Liam knew he had to get away, but his dilemma was how. During one of his wanderings through the woods he'd met Owen and they'd become friends. Owen's father used to be a local landowner, but he'd gambled all his money away. His wife had divorced him due to his gambling, so he committed suicide. As the only heir, Owen was forced to sell the house and most of the estate but kept a log cabin in the woods as a retreat. He was now a successful commercial artist and lived in London most of the time but made visits to the log cabin when he felt the need to get away from the bustling city.

He too was gay but like Liam had kept his sexuality hidden from his father who'd been Catholic and homophobic. He was now thirty-five and enjoyed the freedom of London. He'd always fancied Liam despite their difference in age and they had plenty in common. So, when he saw the depressed young man slowly walking towards the log cabin, he rushed out to meet him.

"What's wrong"?" he asked. "What's that bastard father of yours done now?"

Liam looked at his friend and immediately burst into tears. Owen hugged him and gently led him back to the log cabin. "Here, drink this." Liam sipped the brandy without asking what it was. His father never drank alcohol or had it in the house. It was another sin in his eyes, so Liam wasn't used to it. He choked after the first sip but took another having liked the taste. He then felt his body relax as the alcohol had its effect.

"I've got to get away from him. He makes my life hell. I swear one day I'll kill him."

Owen sat beside him and took his young beauty into his arms. "I know you'd never do that but I understand how you feel. I used to dream of ways to dispose of my father having seen what he was doing to my mother. Have you had any contact from yours?"

Liam shook his head. He'd so hoped that his mother would find a way to contact him or even smuggle him away, but neither had happened.

"How would you like to come to London with me? I'll help you leave secretly without your father knowing. London is a big place, so you can be yourself. You're now eighteen, so you don't need your father's approval and he can't force you to return. Would you like to?"

Liam threw his arms around his friend and hugged him. Feeling the younger man's hot sexy body against his caused Owen's to react in a way he didn't want to admit for the moment. Liam had grown into a good-looking young man and had a beautiful body to match.

"I'd love to, but I have no money and no skills to offer."

Owen chuckled. "You don't need money. I'm a successful independent commercial artist and have plenty of money to support both of us. Besides, I could find you paid work. How would you like to be a model? I frequently have to hire models and I have contacts who'd jump at the opportunity of hiring you for their photographic or art projects. You've got a beautiful body, Liam, and a beautiful personality. Why your stupid father can't see that, beats me."

Liam looked up into his eyes. "Would you really do that for me?"

"I'd do anything for you, Liam. I love you. Okay, I know there's an age gap between us but I'm sure we could make it work. And, if you eventually found someone of your own age, you'd be free to leave. At least I'd have the pleasure of having you near me in the meantime. What do you think?"

Liam knew without doubt what he wanted to do. He'd loved Owen from the first moment they'd met a year ago but had never imagined he'd be interested in a young lad like him. He immediately kissed him on the lips which caused another stirring in Owen's crotch. He said he accepted his kind and generous offer and added that he'd be happy to undertake modelling work. They worked out a plan and Liam returned home to prepare his getaway.

As soon as he walked through the door, his father angrily shouted, "Where have you been?"

"Out for a walk" Liam replied before going up to his room.

With the plan agreed, Owen began putting it into motion. His first task was to clear the log cabin of his personal items. There weren't many because he'd deliberately kept it sparse. He next spoke to a contractor who agreed to remove the few items of furniture and fixed items before pulling the structure down. He'd never return to the area and knowing how quickly gossip travelled around the village, it would soon be known that he no longer planned to use the cabin. With everything in place, he gave the cabin a last look around before driving back to London.

The next week dragged by for Liam but he did his best to continue living as normal which included going to school and having arguments with his domineering father who was now instructing his son on which subjects he would study at university. Liam had no intention of attending such a place and had taken a casual approach to his A-level exams. If he didn't get the grades required, he wouldn't be accepted on a university course. He knew his father would be furious, but he'd be well away by the time the results landed on the doormat. School ended in two weeks, so he'd miss the final week of term, but he'd be free.

He secretly gathered together a few personal items he wanted to take but his wardrobe of clothes would remain, apart from those on his back, to give the impression after he'd gone that his room was as it had always been. Owen had said he'd buy him a new set of clothes for his new life in London and anything else he wanted. He couldn't thank Owen enough for all he was doing for him but guessed he'd want something in return, which he'd be happy to give.

"Don't forget I have a church function this evening" his father announced over breakfast. "I'll be late home, so make your own meal and get yourself to bed."

Liam nodded without comment. His father still treated him like a child which was another reason he had to get away. He was itching to say "I'm leaving, so won't be here" but he knew that would cause yet another argument and knowing his father he'd make sure someone watched over him since he'd done it before.

Finally, school was over, and he left to make his way home on the bus as if it was a normal day. In reality, his heart was thumping with excitement plus a certain amount of nervousness ahead of the unknown. He'd only visited London a few times in his life and his father had always been present, so he'd never been able to explore. His father had already left to make ready for the function at the church hall, so he hastily prepared his meal and ate it. He was meeting Owen at eight that evening by which time the church function would be well underway. To avoid anyone seeing Owen they'd agreed to meet on the edge of the village.

Earlier in the week he'd walked to the spot where they'd agreed to meet so he knew where to go and time how long it took him. Neither wanted to hang about, so they'd arrive at much the same time. With a small bag on his back containing his keepsakes, he left the house and boldly walked away as if he was going for an evening walk. Ten minutes later he arrived at the meeting place and waited. A minute later, Owen's car pulled up beside him. He jumped in and Owen drove off taking the next turning which would enable him to double back onto the road that would take them to London.

"Any problems?"

"No. I walked out as if I was going for an evening stroll and when he comes home he'll think I'm in bed. He never checks, so he won't know until the morning when I don't appear for breakfast."

"Did anyone see you?"

"Not to my knowledge but some busybody may have been poking their nose through the curtain."

"Excellent. You're now free my love to enjoy life with me in London" Owen smiled and patted the top of Liam's thigh with his free hand. For the first time, Liam felt his cock react as the hand laid there near his crotch. It felt good and he knew he wanted more. So far, Owen had never touched him inappropriately, despite wanting to do so. Liam placed a hand on top of the resting hand, and both enjoyed the gesture.

"Thank you so much for rescuing me. I'd have killed myself if I'd had to remain with him any longer."

"You're very welcome and rescuing a beautiful guy like is my pleasure."

The remainder of the journey was spent chatting about Owen's latest assignment and how Liam could be used as a model. Liam was feeling so happy, that the journey flashed by and he suddenly realised that they were entering the street off Chalk Farm Road where Liam lived.

He owned a one bed flat above his studio which in previous times had been a workshop and as soon as Liam walked in he loved it. He looked out of the window and looked at the view. Even at this time of night he could see people enjoying themselves. It was so different to the sleepy place where he'd been raised, and he knew immediately that he was going to be happy. He jumped into Owen's arms and kissed him. This set off a chain of events that started with Owen's cock going hard inside his pants as he felt the younger guy's sexy body rubbing against his.

They hastily removed their jackets and Owen took him into the bedroom. Compared with Liam's pokey room, this was huge with a large double bed, fitted wardrobes and a large chest of drawers. Owen gently laid him on the bed and covered him. They kissed as they rubbed their excited organs against one another. The kiss became passionate and clothes were discarded as they kissed and fumbled. Once naked, Owen stopped to admire the naked body beneath him.

"You're beautiful" he whispered as he pondered whether to go the next step. He'd dreamt of doing what he wanted to do for such a long time. "Can I fuck you?"

Liam nodded as his heart rate increased. He'd never been fucked having only massaged and fingered himself. Owen turned the naked body over and spread the virgin buttocks apart before burying his face into the crack to lick the puckered hole. Liam groaned with pleasure. He'd never felt anything so good as this before. Owen then lifted the naked buttocks slightly, lubricated his stiff cock and gently pushed in. Owen cried out as the head breached him but then relaxed. As the long shaft gently filled him up, he felt he was on another planet. It felt so beautiful.

His father had never allowed him to have a computer, so he'd never watched porn but had listen to boys at school talking about their first time, although he imagined that was with a girl. He'd never dared admit that he preferred his own sex and no other boy had confided in him that they did too. He was therefore an innocent virgin, which made it all the more enjoyable for Owen.

The pumping continued for several minutes until he heard Owen gasp and say he was coming. He imagined the creamy white cum filling his arse and smiled.

The following morning, Father O'Connor cursed his son for not coming down for breakfast despite several shouts upstairs. Eventually, he stormed upstairs and burst into Liam's room, only to find it empty and the bed not slept in. He threw open the wardrobe and saw his clothes still hanging there and flung open the small chest of drawers, which was still full of clothes. He was baffled and couldn't understand where his son could be. He checked for the jacket he usually wore and found that missing. He could only assume that Liam had gone out the previous evening and not returned.

He walked downstairs cursing his son for not calling him or leaving a note to say where he'd gone. He'd never before stayed away over night but decided that was the only explanation. He called several friends who might know but nobody had seen Liam. He later called the school and they confirmed that Liam had not arrived that morning. His form teacher was asked to enquire from others in Liam's class, but nobody knew where he'd be or had any useful information.

Whilst these enquires took place, Father O'Connor spoke to neighbours to see if they had seen him. Only one said she'd seen Liam casually walk by as if he was out for an evening stroll. By midday, Father O'Connor decided to call the police and report that his son had gone missing. Later that afternoon, a police officer called to take details. He also checked Liam's room and told Father O'Connor that his son had probably stayed with someone and would be back soon.

"Most missing lads of his age do, sir. Probably had too much to drink and getting over the hangover."

Father O'Connor vehemently replied that his son didn't drink alcohol. "He's been brought up knowing it's a sin so never touches it."

The officer nodded knowing from experience that young lads of Liam's age invariably ignored what their father told them. "If he's not returned by tomorrow morning or made contact, let us know" the officer replied as he left.

Father O'Connor mentally cursed the officer for his lack of concern and Liam for causing him all this trouble. "Just wait until you come back, young man" he muttered to himself.

The following morning there was still no sign or word from Liam, so he called the police station again and asked to speak to someone in authority. Father O'Connor was known at the station due to his frequent complaints about undesirables and sinners within the village. The senior police officer agreed to send two officers to investigate further. By now, news had swept through the village of Liam's disappearance and one good-natured parishioner had organised a search of the surrounding countryside. He'd also put up notices headed "Liam is Missing" around the village.

The two officers attended late afternoon and having interviewed Father O'Connor searched Liam's room for clues as to where he might have gone. Having found nothing, they interviewed villagers to ask if they'd seen Liam on the evening of his disappearance or any stranger wandering around. Apart from two who'd seen Liam alight from the bus he used to bring him from school and the neighbour who'd seen him that evening going out for a walk, they obtained nothing of use. They spoke to the organiser of the search who reported that nothing untoward had been found.

"He's disappeared into thin air" the villager reported. "Not that I blame him. Don't be fooled by the fact that his father is a Priest. He's dominated Liam all his life and is a brute. Caused his wife to end up in a psychiatric clinic."

The officers made a note of these facts and interviewed Father O'Connor again. He denied being domineering and when asked which clinic his wife was in, he clammed up.

"He will no doubt return home when he's ready, so let's leave it there. I don't want to waste your time any further", he told the officers.

After they'd left, Father O' Connor again cursed his son. He wasn't bothered that he'd left; in fact, he was glad. He assumed he'd gone to live with his mother wherever she was now but couldn't admit that to his parishioners because of the previous lies he'd told about her. Liam's absence became a mystery amongst the villagers with various stories circulated about his disappearance.

Liam, meanwhile, was enjoying his life with Owen. Nobody had linked his disappearance with Owen's decision to have the log cabin pulled down, so he was totally free. Sex between them became a daily occurrence and he enjoyed being fucked. He also posed for his latest assignment which involved modelling clothes for a catalogue whilst Owen drew pictures. Many catalogues wanted photographs, which he was happy to produce, but this high class one required colour sketches.

Some of the items involved Liam being scantily dressed and Owen felt his cock go hard as he sketched the beautiful body. He'd left these to the end and when he'd finished, he took his young lover into his arms and kissed him. It didn't take long for the scant items to be removed along with his own clothes before Liam was bent over a table and fucked. He'd often dreamt of doing this to the young models he employed and now he could without concern. As his naked cock slipped in and out of the young arse, Liam uttered cries of delight.

Later that day, Owen had an appointment with a new client. All he'd been told about the assignment was that it involved a range of clothes which would require a young good-looking model. Normally, he'd show the client photos of the young models he knew he could employ but now he had Liam, he decided to take him to the meeting.

"This is Liam, my nephew" Owen informed the client, having decided to keep their true relationship hidden. "He's one of my models."

Amused by the deception, Liam gave the client one of his winning smiles and offered a limp hand. He was naturally camp but up to now had been forced to hide that side of his personality. The client loved it and took hold of the hand, held it up in the air as he turned the gorgeous lad around to view his stunning body. Owen had taken him shopping the day after he'd rescued him and kitted him out with a wardrobe of expensive clothes to show off his beauty.

"He will be perfect for what I have in mind. I assume he won't mind showing off his nakedness whilst being photographed in my exotic range of erotic under garments and swimwear."

"He certainly won't. He loves showing all, don't you, Liam?"

"I don't mind what I do, sir" Liam smiled as he draped himself on the offered chair. The client showed them the items he wanted photographed and suggested angles for each. Owen made notes whilst Liam imagined himself posing in them and what his lover would do to him afterwards. By the time they'd finished, his cock was hard and was visible as a sexy roll inside his tight-fitting trousers. By now, the middle-aged client was aching to bend the young man over his desk and fuck him.

"You were perfect, darling" Owen told Liam as they made their way out. "We shall have such fun photographing you in these" he added and patted the bag of items he was carrying. Normally, the client arranged for clothing items to be delivered to the studio, but this range was so skimpy they fitted into a convenient bag.

When they arrived home, Owen was dying to see what items Liam would be modelling for him to photograph. "Wow look at these. Try them on" he screamed with delight as he held up a see-through jockstrap. Liam giggled as he stripped naked and slipped into the item. His cock was already hardening which provided the perfect image. Owen was tempted to take him down to the studio and start photographing but he had their evening meal to prepare.

"Keep them on" he chuckled and pulled his lover into his arms. As they kissed, he ran his hands over the cute naked butt that had a thin strap running up the crack. The client wanted the complete set modelled by both a white model and a black guy, so he could use both on his online catalogue. Owen already had the perfect guy in mind.

Abraham was nineteen years old and from the Solomon Islands. His parents had brought him to the England when he was a baby, so he'd only known life in this country. They'd lived in Bradford but when they realised he was gay, they rejected him. Just prior to his eighteenth birthday he was forced to leave home so made his way to London with no money, no job and nowhere to live. He thumbed lifts from car and lorry drivers and scrounged food as best he could. In return, he was forced to provide sexual services to several men who'd offered him lifts. It took him three days to travel the two hundred miles, during which he changed from being a boy into a man.

Owen had seen him begging in Soho late one evening. Despite his ragged state, he immediately recognised the lad's potential as a model. At that time, he needed a young black lad for an assignment, and he knew of photographers who'd love to use him as a model. He approached Abraham and offered him food, clothing, and a roof over his head. Guessing that this apparent saviour wanted sex, he asked, "And what do you want in return?"

Owen smiled, guessing what he meant, so replied that he could offer him work and knew others who'd be interested in employing him. "If you want sex as well, that's your choice, but it's not a condition." Abraham looked at him for a moment, deciding whether or not to accept. He decided that Owen was genuine, so accepted his kind offer. Now over a year later, he'd never regretted doing so.

Owen took him home and suggested he first have a shower because he stank. He then gave him a towel and some clothes to change into, whilst he prepared some food for him. To his surprise, having showered he appeared wearing just the towel. Owen silently gasped at the beauty in front of him. His smooth black skin was just perfect for the assignment he had in mind.

"Want to see the rest?" Abraham grinned, deliberately taunting Owen.

"If you want to. It's your choice" he replied as he continued preparing the food. Abraham let the towel drop to expose an exquisite body. Apart from his Afro style head of hair, the only other body hair he had was a patch of jet-black pubic hair. "You're beautiful" Owen smiled, "but you know that." Seeing that Owen was true to his word and wasn't only interested in fucking him like the other guys he'd met, he slipped on the briefs and sweatpants Owen had given him to wear but didn't bother with the T-shirt.

"Would you like your other clothes washed?"

Abraham nodded and went to fetch them from the bathroom. Under Owen's direction, he placed them in the washing machine, added the soap and set it to work. Smelling the vegetarian dish that Owen was preparing, his stomach was rumbling. Owen explained that he seldom ate meat these days. "Vegetarian food is healthier and is better for the environment. Less cows farting and adding carbon dioxide to the air" he laughed.

The plate of food was delicious, and Abraham soon consumed it before helping himself to some more. He'd not eaten a proper meal since leaving home. He liked Owen and trusted him. He also looked forward to being a model. At gone midnight, they went to bed and slept naked beside one another. When Owen woke the following morning, he looked at the beautiful lad lying there still asleep. He slipped out of bed and showered. When he returned, walking stark naked into the room, Abraham was awake.

"You've got a gorgeous body. I'd love to feel that cock inside me."

Owen smiled and replied, "Perhaps later. But first, you need to get washed and dressed, have breakfast and then come with me to buy clothes."

Abraham jumped out of bed and Owen watched the beautiful naked body run to the bathroom. His own body reacted but he was determined to prove to the lad that he'd not offered him food and shelter just for sex, as much he'd love to fuck the gorgeous arse.

After breakfast they went shopping and purchased a set of new clothes from a department store. On their return, he took Abraham down to the studio to discuss the modelling assignment. It involved producing pictures for a book and the client wanted coloured paintings rather than photographs. The drawings involved Abraham being fully clothed, but there was one drawing that required the subject to wear swimming trunks. He was a natural model and performed perfectly.

On the second day, when Owen asked him to change into the swimming trunks, Abraham immediately stripped and walked stark naked around the studio for several minutes with his beautiful cock showing signs of excitement. The thickening roll showed perfectly through the cotton trunks, so Owen drew what he saw, hoping the client liked it; and he did!

Once done, Abraham removed the trunks and stood naked beside him to see what Owen had drawn. "That's fucking good" he exclaimed. Owen smiled and thanked him, adding that it needed more work to complete it as did the others he'd done.

That night when they retired for bed, Abraham walked naked over to Owen and kissed him. "Thank you for everything. I'd like you to fuck me now", he grinned. Owen needed no persuasion and hastily removed the remainder of his clothes. Abraham laid face down in the bed and raised his buttocks slightly to offer himself. "You can fuck me raw" he told Owen.

They became close friends after that, and Owen used him as a model whenever he could. He also found other modelling work for him and he soon became in demand. They also had many more sessions of sex and Abraham enjoyed Owen's big cock inside him. He now looked forward to a threesome with him and Liam.

The modelling sessions for the erotic range of underwear took place over the next few days. Owen had as much pleasure sketching Liam in each item as he enjoyed fucking him afterwards. Liam loved posing in each one and perfected his poses throughout each day. He also loved being fucked after he'd removed each item. Owen remained naked whilst he sketched, so that added to his enjoyment. He was fucked over a chair, doggy style on the floor, on his stomach and on his back with his legs high in the air.

"If father could see me now" he laughed. "The homophobic bastard would have a heart attack."

"Do you think he's worried about you or misses you?"

"Fuck, no. He's probably as pleased I'm gone as I am to be away from him and out of his dominating clutches. He was a pious bastard and always will be."

Owen completed the sketches and made notes on what colours he'd use when he produced the final paintings, which in this case would be watercolours. It was now time for Abraham to attend and Owen couldn't wait to see the two lads together. He'd also decided to have them pose as a pair for some of the more erotic garments.

As soon as the lads met, he knew they'd get on well together. Abraham was a natural mixer and very sociable. His good looks and beautiful smile always melted people's hearts, gay or straight. Liam was no exception and was immediately absorbed by Abraham's charms. So much so, that Owen felt worried that he might lose him. He'd reconciled himself to the fact that Liam would probably meet a guy of his own age eventually and want to be with him rather than Owen, but he didn't want that to happen too soon. In reality, he needn't have worried because Liam was devoted to Owen. He preferred older men as his partner and was deeply indebted to him because without him he'd never have been able to get away from his domineering father until much later in life, by which time he'd have committed suicide.

He watched the gorgeous Abraham model each item as he posed in front of Owen. He could feel the intensity of his love for the older man despite him knowing that Owen had no desire for them to be together. He knew he enjoyed their sex and being friends but that's where it ended. Every so often, he glanced at Liam who was sitting out of Owen's line of sight and gave one of his winning smiles. Owen hastily captured the moment with a few strokes of his pencil for later use.

After each item, Abraham stripped naked in front of them for all to see, including his beautiful black cock which was slowly rising. With each item, the thick roll became thicker which Owen made good use of in his drawing.

Okay, guys, let's have a break and a bite to eat" Owen announced. Abraham decided to leave on the extra skimpy see-through thong he was wearing, so Owen suggested that Liam wore an equally erotic item.

"Wow, man, you're beautiful" Abraham gasped as he gazed upon the naked Liam. His cock jumped up a notch to show an even thicker roll. He licked his lips at the thought of fucking that cute arse and hopefully being fucked by Owen as he did so. He was versatile, so enjoyed being a bottom as well as a top..

After they'd eaten, Owen continued his drawings which he'd later convert to paintings. This time, he had both guys pose for him. Seeing Liam wearing the erotic garments caused his cock to harden. He also noticed that Abraham's was doing the same at the thought of fucking Liam. Finally, he finished and invited him to stay for a meal. He jumped at the offer hoping his wish would come true after they'd eaten.

"I'd better get cooking then" Liam chuckled.

"I'll help" Abraham quickly added. "Let's remain as we are" he grinned and glanced at Owen.

"A brilliant idea" he grinned as he enjoyed the sight of the two guys wearing a see-through thong and said he'd change into something similar. He watched two naked butts walk up to the flat and stripped naked. He chose an equally erotic G-string that had a black see-through pouch. Abraham grinned when he saw Owen's beautiful body and the thick roll of cock showing inside the pouch.

After their meal they relaxed and chatted about life in general, but the topic of sex was soon raised, and Abraham went down on Liam's cock which he'd exposed having removed the thong. Liam was soon hard and begged to be fucked. Abraham hastily removed his thong to expose his erection. Liam gasped as he gazed at the big black cock.

"You reckon you can take that?" Abraham grinned. Liam said he'd give it a good try. With a naked Liam draped over the end of the sofa, he gently inserted his lubricated cock. Liam uttered a loud "Fuck" as the big head breached his arse. He then felt the big naked organ fill him up and he relaxed to enjoy a wonderful fuck. Owen's cock was rock hard and aching to be used, so he moved up behind the gorgeous black arse and slipped it inside.

"Ah, fuck. That feels fucking good, man" Abraham yelled.

"Sure does" Owen laughed. "I fucking love giving your gorgeous arse a raw fuck."

The fucking continued until both guys had yelled they were coming and spilt their load of creamy cum inside.

"That was wonderful" Liam exclaimed when both guys had stopped pumping but still had their stiff cock embedded inside arse. Abraham grinned and said he now wanted to fuck Owen whilst he fucked Liam. The others were up for that but Liam wanted to turn over so he could watch. He was seated on the arm of the sofa and laid back, so his arse and legs were in the air. Owen lubricated his still stiff cock and plunged it into the waiting hole. Once fully inside, Abraham pressed his naked erection into Owen's arse.

The pair began to fuck, and Liam watched as both naked bodies set to work. As Owen fucked him, he imagined Abraham's cock fuck his lover. Owen took hold of Liam's stiff cock and gently massaged it. As he reached his climax, ribbons of Liam's juicy cum were shooting over the chest. Seconds later, Abraham reached his climax and deposited his load inside Owen.

It was late, so Owen invited Abraham to stay the night. The three of them climbed into bed with Liam in the middle.

They woke late the following morning and Owen rushed up to have his shower. "I've got a meeting with a new client" he shouted as he rushed into the bathroom. "I'll leave you guys to get up when you're ready and amuse yourself until I get back. A sleepy Liam looked at Abraham and grinned.

"I reckon we can find plenty to amuse ourselves" Abraham grinned. They watched Owen hastily get dressed and leave. He reached his appointment just in time.

"I've got a raging morning erection that needs attention" Abraham giggled.

"Mm, so I can see" Liam laughed having thrown off the bed covers to expose their naked bodies. "How about I fuck your arse first to satisfy my stiff cock before you fuck me?"

Abraham reckoned that sounded a great idea so turned over, spread his arse cheeks wide apart and told him to stuff it in. Suitably lubricated, Liam plunged his erection through the puckered hole and fucked. As he was mainly a bottom, he seldom fucked but he enjoyed the feel of his naked organ inside Abraham's hot arse. He pumped hard until he'd shot his morning load, which as usual was extensive. With his cock satisfied, they changed places and he enjoyed the feel of Abraham's big rod inside him.

"Fuck, that was good" he exclaimed after he'd shot his load. "Wish I could do that every morning."

Liam smiled. He wished he could too, but he knew he loved Owen and he loved being fucked by him when he didn't have to rush off. Even so, Abraham became a regular visitor after that, and not only for modelling work. They had frequent threesomes during which Liam enjoyed the beautiful black cock inside his arse.

Whilst they showered, dressed, and had breakfast, Owen was meeting Harry who was a photographer and wanted a young model. He was twenty-five-years old and spun Owen a yarn about a photographic assignment he'd been asked to do which needed a good-looking young man.

"I' understand you also use young models, so was wondering if you could put me in touch with one. I'd pay you an introduction fee."

Owen thought for a moment. He'd never heard of Harry before or come across his work. "I've worked mainly in America" Harry added, sensing Owen's reluctance. Owen nodded and decided that explained why he'd not heard of him before. He showed him his photo portfolio of young models, and Harry picked Liam. "He'd be perfect for what I have in mind" Harry replied as he gazed at the beautiful lad with blonde hair and blue eyes. He felt his cock go hard just looking at the innocent face and knew he'd be perfect for what he wanted. He agreed the introduction fee, which was higher than normal because he so wanted this lad. It was agreed that Liam would attend the following day since Owen wouldn't need him for modelling.

Harry lived in a studio apartment in Mornington Crescent which was ten minutes away by tube from Chalk Farm Road where Liam now lived with Owen. He arrived just before the appointed time and Harry welcomed him into the first-floor apartment. It was owned by his father who used to use it when visiting London from the family property in Worcestershire. Harry had always felt the odd one out at home, feeling that his older brother and younger sister were his father's favourites. When it became apparent that Harry was gay, his father suggested he move out of the family home and offered him use of the studio apartment in London rent free.

Harry had jumped at the offer and had now lived there for five years. Having always been interested in photography, he'd worked as a freelance photographer. This had worked for a while, but his sexual urges had led him into darker areas of work. It had started when he'd met a fifteen-year-old lad who was keen to be dominated by an older man. They'd had sex and when Harry suggested he film them at it, the lad had agreed provided he was paid. Harry did so and things progressed from there. Realising he was being sexually abused, the lad eventually disappeared, so Harry searched for other candidates. He always selected good-looking young lads, most of whom were underage. Having got what he wanted he'd discard them with threats of violence if they told anyone about what they'd done.

"Oh my, you are truly beautiful" Harry enthused as soon as Liam walked in. "Let me help you with your jacket."

Liam was immediately wary of the guy and something told him he was creepy but Owen had met him so he decided it must be okay. Harry immediately unfastened Liam's outer jacket and slipped it off his shoulders. He then proceeded to unbutton his shirt, saying he wanted to see more of him.

"Mm, nice smooth chest. Just what I like. Let's see more of you."

Before Liam could query what was happening, Harry had removed the shirt and was unfastening his trousers. With those off him plus his shoes and socks, Harry stood back for a moment to admire the view.

"You are divine. Perfect for what I have in mind."

"And what is that?" Liam asked.

"Never mind. I've paid good money for you, so you'll do as I demand."

Whilst Liam processed what he'd said, Harry moved behind him and wrapped his arms around his naked body. His hands went to his crotch which immediately reacted, and Harry felt the growing organ. Before Liam could say anything, his hands were deep inside his briefs feeling his naked cock. "Beautiful" Harry muttered as he slipped the final garment off. Liam was now stark naked and trying to fathom how Harry wanted to use him.

"Noah, come and meet your partner for the day" Harry barked. Liam suddenly realised that sitting quietly in a corner behind the door through which he'd entered the main living area was another lad. He was a sixteen-year-old Asian, also stark naked.

"Yes, sir" Noah replied and hastily moved forward.

"Good boy" Harry grinned. "Noah knows his place and you need to do the same" Harry told Liam. "Kneel in front of him and suck his cock" he demanded. Liam paused about to ask why he'd been hired as a model. "Now" Harry shouted, causing Liam to flinch.

"I was given to understand that I was hired as a photographic model. Not to perform sex" Liam replied defiantly.

"I decide what you do, not you" Harry shouted at him and grabbed his balls. He squeezed them causing Liam to gasp with pain. "You do as I say, or else you will regret it. Now, on your knees, boy, and start sucking his cock" Harry shouted and gave Liam's naked butt an almighty smack which stung like hell.

Liam glanced at Noah who nodded slightly as if to say, he means it. Reluctantly, Liam went onto his knees and took the brown cock into his mouth. He didn't object to having sex with the beautiful lad whose smooth brown body turned him on, but he was certain that Owen hadn't been told this. He'd been given the impression that Harry needed a model for a photographic assignment, not for sex.

"Keep sucking that cock until it's rock hard. He'll need it for the next scene" Harry said as he commenced taking photographs from all angles. He also had a webcam feeding the action to a live gay sex website. "That's good. You're good at sucking cock, boy."

Realising he had no choice, Liam continued sucking as he gently massaged Noah's big balls. The cock gradually enlarged until it was rock hard. Harry told him to stop and get onto the bed doggy style with his knees wide apart.

"Rim his arse, boy" Noah was told. "Get it nice and wet so you can fuck him."

Liam suddenly felt Noah's hot tongue lick the puckered hole as he pulled it wide open. The strong tongue then pushed inside, and Liam relaxed to enjoy the pleasure. Noah was then told to fuck the arse using spit as lubrication. He dribbled spit onto his hard cock and onto the hole. As Harry took shot after shot, he gently pushed through the entrance. Liam gasped as the head breached him. He'd taken larger but without lube it was painful. All he could hear was the clicking of the camera shutter. As Noah fucked, he was told to massage Liam's cock to get it hard.

He lost all sense of time but eventually, he sensed that Noah was about to shoot his load. The thought flashed through his mind that no protection had been used and he was being raped on Harry's instruction. When Noah was fully spent, he was told to pull out.

"Stay there and don't move" Harry demanded. Noah and Liam sat on the bed beside one another whilst Harry disappeared into the bathroom.

"How long have you worked for him?" Liam whispered to Noah.

"He brought me here nine months ago."

"Can't you leave?"

"No. I'm his captive. He locks the door at night and when he goes out, so there's no escape. He rents guys like you to fuck me or for me to fuck whilst he takes photographs and relays the webcam feed to a live gay website. He's got thousands of photographs stored on his computer."

"Do you want to escape?" Liam whispered.

Noah nodded as Harry appeared. "What are you two talking about?" he demanded.

"We're just getting to know one another" Liam smiled innocently. I told Noah he's got a lovely body and I loved his cock inside me."

"Excellent because you're gonna be fucked some more but first you're gonna fuck him. Get your fucking arse in the air, boy" he shouted at Noah. He hastily got onto the bed and laid on his back. He lifted his legs over his chest to expose his hole. "Rim his arse and then fuck him hard" Harry shouted.

Liam knelt on the bed between Noah's wide-open legs and plunged his face onto the exposed arse. Noah gasped as the hot tongue teased his hole before pushing inside. When Liam's cock was hard, Harry ordered him to fuck Noah. He asked for lube and a condom.

"Just fuck him, boy" Harry shouted angrily. "Real men fuck raw using spit."

Liam knew he'd say that so did as told. "Whatever you say, sir. I love being photographed and filmed whilst having sex. It makes it more exciting."

"Really? You enjoy being photographed whilst having sex?" Harry exclaimed.

"Yes, sir. I'd love to be filmed whilst you fuck me" Liam grinned. Noah smiled knowing that his new friend was leading Harry on, although he didn't know why. Harry felt his cock go hard. He'd already removed his shirt and trousers when he'd visited the bathroom, so was only wearing a pair of boxer shorts which were now bulging. He zoomed onto Liam's cock as it entered Noah's cute arse and took shot after shot as he fucked. Although he enjoyed watching the live feed of young lads fucking Noah, having still photographs of them in action really turned him on. He masturbated every night as he viewed that day's footage on his computer.

"When you climax, I want you to shoot your first ribbon over his arsehole before plunging back in to fill him up. Do you understand, boy?"

"Yes, sir" Liam replied as he continued thrusting in and out of Noah's arse. Harry was wetting himself with excitement. Liam had turned out so much better than he'd first imagined. Although he was perfectly able to force his boys to do what he wanted with threats, having a willing one was even better.

"Fuck, I'm coming" Liam shouted after several minutes of fucking. He pulled out, shot the first ribbon of creamy cum over Noah's hole for Harry to photograph and then thrust back in to complete his fuck. When he was spent he continued fucking a while longer much to the delight of Harry who was taking shot after shot.

"Fucking brilliant, boy" he grinned when Liam finally pulled out. "You're a natural. I want to do some more work with you, so I want you to stay on this afternoon."

"Same rate" Liam replied. Harry agreed as he removed his boxer shorts to expose his hard cock. He told Liam to change places with Noah and when his arse was on view he plunged his big cock inside whilst he used the camera to take more photographs. When he'd shot his load, he continued fucking for several more minutes. As he did so, he called another of his boys and instructed him to attend immediately.

Harry had met Jakub six months earlier. He was fifteen at the time and Harry persuaded his father he'd be a perfect model for a photographic assignment. Jakub's father agreed because he was desperate for money having lost his job. His wife had died during the birth of their third child, so he had to raise Jakub and his younger brother on his own.

"Strip off, boy" Harry commanded Jakub as soon as he walked through the door. The young Polish lad hastily removed his clothes and stood naked waiting for his next command. "Remember what I told you last time" Harry told him. "If you tell anyone, and I mean anyone, what we do whilst you're here, there will be serious consequences. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir" Jakub timidly replied as he looked at the naked Liam and Noah.

"Get on the bed with your butt in the air. You're gonna be fucked the whole afternoon" Harry laughed. Jakub inwardly groaned as he crawled onto the bed. He wished he'd said he wasn't available, but he knew his dad was desperate for the money to help them survive. Liam was told to fuck first and to do it hard, but he'd seen the lad's face so took it slowly to start with. Harry had told both of them to shoot their load into Jakub's arse and to keep doing so until it was dripping with cum. As his climax rose, he increased the pace. Ribbons of cum shot out of his cock straight into the cute arse. It felt good despite being told to fuck the lad and having a camera clicking away. As he fucked, he developed his plan.

As soon as he was spent, he pulled out and Noah thrust his stiff cock into the open arse. He pumped until he too had shot his load. As soon as he pulled out, Harry stuffed his cock in and fucked until his load had been deposited inside Jakub's arse.

"Get fucking again" Harry commanded Liam. He did as soon as he'd got his cock hard again. Although it took longer, he eventually deposited another load. Noah followed him and did the same followed by Harry. The sequence commenced again and somehow each of them performed.

"Give him a rest" Liam implored.

"I decide when we stop" Harry shouted. "Get fucking. That's what I'm paying you for."

Liam glared at him and was about to argue that he was being paid for modelling, not fucking an innocent lad, but thought better of it. He needed to keep Harry sweet to make his plan work. Eventually, Harry was satisfied and photographed Jakub squeezing cum out of his arse. At last the session ended and the lad was released. He dressed, grabbed the cash he was owed and ran out.

"I enjoyed today" Liam smiled. "How about I come tomorrow, and you photograph me and Noah fucking each other in various positions around the apartment. On the sofa, over the dining table, in the kitchen?"

Harry's face lit up. He liked that idea, so agreed. As Liam dressed, he winked at Noah who realised his new friend had a plan.

"How did the modelling work go?" Owen asked as soon as he was home and they'd kissed. When he heard what had actually taken place, he was furious. Liam told him about Noah being held captive and detailed his plan. Owen loved it and agreed to take part.

Liam arrived at Harry's apartment at ten the following morning. He swept in and smiled at Noah.

"I'd love a cup of tea before we start our mammoth fucking session. Perhaps I can make you one too, Sir" Liam smiled. Not used to such willingness from his boys, Harry agreed without thinking. Noah jumped up from his corner and said he'd help. Leaving the boys in the kitchen area, Harry positioned the webcam and connected it to his computer which would send feed to the live gay sex site when he was ready.

As Liam placed a teabag into one of the mugs, he slipped in the crushed knock-out drug he'd prepared earlier. He'd been subscribed this drug by the doctor whilst living with his father to help his anxiety and sleep problem. Noah noticed and Liam put a finger up to his mouth. He smiled having realised this was part of Liam's plan. When the kettle had boiled, he poured the hot water into the mugs and passed Noah the mug containing the drug. He added the amount of milk he knew Harry liked in tea and took it to him. They sat and drank their tea whilst Harry went through the scenarios he'd planned. They all involved Noah and Liam being fucked whilst he photographed the action.

"This afternoon, we'll spice it up and Noah will be handcuffed to the bed whilst we whip his butt before fucking it" Harry laughed. Noah inwardly groaned. He'd had to endure this before, and his buttocks had stung for days.

"Sounds great" Liam grinned. "Is your tea okay?"

Harry nodded and drank the remainder in one go. He was anxious to get the action going. He stood up and suddenly felt woozy. He slumped back on the chair and Liam asked if he was okay. Before he could answer, he was unconscious. Liam shook him to ensure he was not awake before sending a pre-prepared text to Owen who was waiting for it outside.

"Open the front door and let Owen in" he told Noah. He then started undressing Harry. By the time Owen arrived, he had a naked Harry slumped in the chair.

"Let's get him on the bed" Owen said so the three of them lifted Harry's limp body and laid him flat on his back. Liam asked Noah to find the handcuffs that Harry had mentioned earlier. He immediately opened a drawer and pulled two pairs out. Liam noticed a butt plug amongst the other sex toys and grabbed that. They handcuffed Harry's wrists to the headboard, lifted his legs over his chest and used the other set of handcuffs to fasten his ankles to the headboard as well. With his legs now wide open his arse was fully on view.

"You can have the pleasure of stuffing that into his arse" Liam grinned at Noah as he gave him the butt plug. Noah jumped at the opportunity having been forced to have it up his arse for days at a time.

"Can I whip his arse as well?" Noah grinned.

"Be our guest" Owen chuckled. "He won't wake up for several hours."

Leaving Noah to take his revenge on Harry, Owen and Liam sat at the computer. The previous day, Liam had made a point of asking Harry to see the camera footage that had been taken of him and Noah having sex. Harry had been delighted to show him. As he'd logged onto the computer, Liam made a mental note of the access code. He also noted which folder held the content and had casually asked if Harry had a backup. Feeling proud of himself, he showed Liam the separate backup drive he used.

Liam logged onto the computer and quickly found the content. Harry was very organised and stored each lad's footage in a separate folder. When Noah was being fucked, the photographs were stored in a folder labelled Noah'. When Liam was being fucked, they were stored in a folder labelled Liam'. Owen watched him permanently delete Noah's folder and then his own before permanently deleting another named `Jakub'. There were dozens of other folders each labelled with the young boy's name.

"This guy is a monster" Owen gasped as he viewed some of the footage. "He even stores biographical data for each of his victims giving their age, name and contact details." There were over a hundred folders, so he copied onto a flash drive three of the folders containing images of underage boys being fucked by Harry and other guys, some also underage. Liam then permanently deleted the backup copies of the files and returned the drive to the desk drawer.

"Shall we broadcast him via the webcam to the live gay sex site?" Noah grinned.

Owen smiled and took him into his arms. "He's given you a hard time, hasn't he?"

Noah nodded and tears rolled down his face. "He's abused me and kept me captive for the past nine months. I was fifteen when he kidnapped me. I'd had a big row with my dad. He asked me if I was gay. I said I was, and he started hitting me. I said I hated him and ran out of the house. As I walked along the road, a car stopped beside me. It was Harry. He seemed kind and wanted to help me, so I got into the car. After a while, I realised he was driving out of the area where I lived and told him to stop. He eventually pulled into a lay-by and held a rag over my nose. I passed out and when I came to, I was naked and handcuffed to the wall over there. Every night he handcuffs my ankle to the wall whilst I sleep and does the same when he goes out. He's never allowed me to go outside and I've remained naked the whole time."

Owen felt so sorry for him and held him tight. "You're free now, Noah, and this bastard is going to pay for what he's done to you and other boys."

"I've got nowhere to go. My dad hates me, so I can't go home."

"What about your mum?" Liam asked.

"I never knew her. My dad said she'd left soon after I was born but I'm not so sure. Several years ago, I found her jewellery and her passport. I asked my dad why she'd left those behind, and he got angry. He told me to mind my own business and not tell anyone. I think he killed her. He burnt the items I'd found, and I never dared speak about her again. That's why I could never go home to him. I'm afraid of what he'd do to me."

Owen held him again and looked at Liam. "You can come and live with us until you decide what you want to do. I'll help you find a job and somewhere to live if that's what you want."

Liam joined in the hug and agreed. Noah looked at both of them and cried. He couldn't believe that someone was being so kind to him.

"We must leave" Owen said. "We don't want him waking up and finding us here." He slipped the flash drive into an envelope with an anonymous note he'd written to an officer he knew at the local police station. The note read:

"For the attention of DI Clarke The enclosed flash drive contains images of forced sexual acts between Harry Bates and underage boys. He has thousands of other images on his computer. I suggest you act quickly before he deletes them."

The message ended with Harry's address. Noah read the note and clapped his hands. He then threw his arms around Liam and kissed him. "Thank you so much for rescuing me."

Leaving Harry still unconscious and on view to the world, they made a hasty exit having found Noah's clothes hidden in a cupboard. On their way home, Liam hand delivered the envelope addressed to DI Clarke at the local police station. The desk officer immediately informed the DI's office who later collected it.

Harry woke from his induced sleep to find himself handcuffed to the bed. He then looked at the large TV screen on the wall facing the bed. Normally, it showed the photographs of boys he'd fucked or had fucked but what he saw was an image of his own naked body with his arse on view and containing a butt plug. He'd never been a top and hated anything up his arse. His head was swimming and he couldn't remember what had happened. Realising the handcuffs were his own, he knew how to release them.

Having freed his hands and ankles, he pulled out the butt plug. He noticed messages pouring in on the live sex channel saying, "Fuck yourself and wank off". He scrambled off the bed and pulled out the lead to the webcam. The screen went blank and he sat on the bed trying to remember what had happened. His mind was a blank as his eyes scanned the apartment. He suddenly noticed that the thin mattress where Noah slept was vacant. He called out.

"Where the fuck, are you? What the fuck happened?" he shouted but there was no reply. He slowly got up and looked in the hallway and the bathroom. No sign of him anywhere. "Fuck him" he muttered. "I'll find you and you'll regret getting away from me" he shouted. He returned to the main living area and found his clothes neatly folded on a chair. He still couldn't remember or work out what had happened. As he got dressed, he felt his buttocks sting. He looked in the mirror and could see red stripes across them. He saw the whip he'd used on Noah and other young boys. He enjoyed the pain he caused to them and their whimpering as each lash struck their delicate flesh. Just thinking about it caused his cock to go hard. He then became conscious that he was wearing a cock ring. It was something he never normally used but unbeknown to him, Noah had fitted it before he'd given him a hard whipping.

Wanting sexual pleasure, he logged onto his computer and accessed his prized folders that were hidden amongst others to make them difficult to find. He opened the first one to view images of a young boy he'd especially enjoyed fucking and whipping whilst tied to the bed. He didn't notice that three folders were no longer there.

It was whilst he was wanking off to the images now showing on the large TV screen that he heard loud knocking on his front door. He ignored it but the knocking was insistent and gradually got harder.

"Open up, Mr Bates. It's the police. If you don't open this door we will make a forced entry."

Harry panicked and hastily turned off the computer, grabbed a dressing gown and ran to the front door.

"Whatever do you want?" he asked. "I was sleeping."

DI Clarke pushed his way inside with his assistant and a uniformed officer who stood by the now closed door. He identified himself and his assistant before asking "Where's your computer?". He'd viewed the footage and he was angry. He hated rapists, especially those who raped minors. He had two sons who were the age of the boys in these images.

"Why?" Harry replied defiantly.

"We wish to inspect it, Mr Bates" Clarke politely replied managing to keep his cool.

"You need a warrant to do that" Harry replied with a smug look on his face.

"Got something to hide, have you?"

"No. But I know my rights."

"Mr Bates, we have evidence that you have been involved in sex with underage boys. I suggest you co-operate and let us search your computer for images of such illegal action."

"That is rubbish. I have no such images and you can't search my computer without a warrant."

"Arrest him and give him his rights" Clarke told the uniformed officer. He immediately stepped forward and handcuffed Harry before formerly arresting him and reading him his rights. Clarke and his assistant made their way into the main living area. The assistant saw the mattress in the corner with the handcuffs and chain fixed to the wall. He took photos of it whilst Clarke looked at the computer. He found the secret folders using the anonymous information he'd been given and opened the first one.

"Fucking hell. Look at this" he exclaimed. His assistant looked at the images on screen and gasped. Clarke grabbed the computer and told the uniformed officer to take Bates to the station to process his arrest. "There is more than enough evidence on this computer to put you down for a long time, Mr Bates. Get him out of my sight."

Whilst Harry dressed before being taken to the police station, he tried to work out how the officer had found the images so quickly. He'd never shown them to Noah or any of the other boys he'd abused. For some reason, his mind had no recollection of Liam. He could only remember the snivelling boys he'd enjoyed fucking or watching being fucked. Clarke and his assistant searched the apartment and bagged up the stock of sex toys, the camera and Harry's mobile phone. Owen had deleted all images on the camera's memory card in case that contained images of Liam and Noah, and he'd deleted his contact details from Harry's phone. He didn't want any record of him, or Liam being found. The police had adequate evidence from the computer images plus contact details of each lad due to Harry's arrogance and belief that he was invincible.

Harry was eventually found guilty of having multiple sex with underage boys, rape and physical abuse based on the thousands of images found on his computer plus evidence from five of his victims, one of whom had for several months been Harry's captive like Noah. He was sentenced to fifteen years imprisonment and was released after ten. Identified as a pedophile, in prison he suffered like his victims, so was regularly raped by other prisoners whilst the guards turned a blind eye. When he was released his father didn't want to know him. He'd thrown out all of his son's belongings from the studio apartment and sold it. Harry was now homeless and destitute.

The first thing that Noah needed was more clothes. He only had those he'd escaped in which were ragged and he'd outgrown during his nine months of captivity. As Owen had an assignment to complete within a deadline, he asked Liam to take Noah shopping saying he'd pay for everything. The only money that Liam had was the limited amount he'd earned from modelling, so Owen had opened a bank account for him with a credit card which he paid off for him each month. Unbeknown to most people, Owen had plenty of money having inherited a fortune from an uncle who'd died a few years before. The uncle had refused to bail out his gambling brother, so instead made his nephew the sole beneficiary of his fortune much to the disgust of Owen's father.

Noah still couldn't believe the kindness he was receiving from Owen and hugged him with tears running down his face. Owen held the lad's beautiful face in his hands and smiled. "You're a pleasure to have around and I enjoy having the company of young guys like you and Liam" he told him before adding, "and you've got a beautiful body". Noah grinned and felt a tingle of excitement shoot through him.

Liam took Noah to a nearby department store where they purchased three pairs of jeans, four shirts, underwear, socks, a jumper, and a waterproof jacket plus a pair of trainers and a suitable pair of shoes for wet weather. As they made their way home laden with their purchases which had cost a fortune in his eyes, he asked Liam whether the police were likely to act on the evidence Owen had given them.

"I imagine they would, but I guess we'll soon find out."

"I hope so" Noel replied. "If he ever found me he'd kill me."

Liam stopped and put his free arm around Noah. "You're safe with us. He won't dare come after you, so don't worry."

"I'm not so sure. He put fear into so many of the boys he abused, threatening to kill them or their family if they mentioned what he'd done to them. He becomes violent when he's angry."

Liam could see that Noah was worried but tried to assure him that guys like Harry were all bluff. He just hoped he was right. Fortunately, on the local TV news later that day there was a report about a man who'd been arrested for raping and abusing dozens of underage boys. Just seeing Harry's face on the screen made Noah cringe but he relaxed knowing the man who'd abused him had been refused bail.

Noah wanted to do something to recompense Owen for taking him in, so said he'd do the cleaning and washing up. He'd been forced to clean Harry's apartment for nine months, so it wasn't a burden. Liam said they'd do it together, which made Noah happy. That evening they prepared a special meal for the three of them and afterwards relaxed. Since there was only one bedroom and Owen decided it was too cramped to have three of them sleeping in one bed for any length of time, he told Noah that he could use the sofa bed. To show him how comfortable it was, Liam unfolded it and they laid on it together whilst Owen sat in his chair and watched on.

"This is perfect" Noah exclaimed. "The thin mattress on the floor that man forced me to sleep on was so uncomfortable."

Liam took him into his arms and kissed him. Both felt their bodies react and their cocks stiffen. The kiss became passionate and hands started to explore one another's body. The fact that Owen was watching them didn't enter their heads as the kissing continued and clothes began to be removed. Owen was envious but decided not to join in. Instead, he unfastened his own trousers and thrust his hand inside his briefs to feel his growing cock.

The lads had removed their shirts and jeans were unfastened. Owen watched as they slowly discarded their clothes. He was pleased to see Noah so relaxed with Liam in view of what he'd been through. He enjoyed watching his boyfriend making love to another and wasn't the slightest bit jealous. They were now naked, and both cocks were fully erect. He realised his was too, so silently removed his own clothes. Liam was sucking Noah's erection and was clearly enjoying the hot mouth around his sensitive cock. He looked across at Owen and gazed at his nakedness. It was the first time he'd seen him naked and his stiff cock. He knew he wanted to feel it inside him. He smiled and then looked down at Liam who was still sucking.

"I want to fuck you" he whispered. Liam looked up and grinned. He went onto his back and lifted his legs to offer his arse. Owen moved forward and gave Noel the bottle of lube that was always at hand. Noah smiled and lubricated his erection before gently slipping it inside his saviour. Even though he'd been forced to have sex with Liam during his captivity, he'd enjoyed it, but this was so much better. Liam uttered low groans of sexual satisfaction and smiled at Owen who was now sitting naked on the side of the bed watching Noah's cock penetrate his lover.

He reached out and held Owen's stiff cock. Owen took hold of his lover's and began massaging it. Everything felt perfect. Noah's cock in his arse, his hand stroking Owen's cock and a hand massaging his. It seemed that life had come to a stop as the action continued but several minutes later, he felt his climax rising.

"Fuck. I'm coming" Liam yelled.

"Let it come" Noah grinned, and increased his pace. He watched ribbons of creamy cum shoot out of Liam's cock and land on his chest. He then felt his own climax rising. At the moment of ejaculation, the head of his cock was at the entrance of Liam's arse. The first wave of cum spilt out and ran down the naked buttocks but the remainder was shot deep inside.

"That was a beautiful sight" Owen exclaimed. The two lads looked at him and grinned.

"I'd like you to fuck me now" Noah told Owen.

"Thought you'd never ask" he chuckled. Liam grinned and sat further back on the bed with his legs wide apart so that Noah could place his head on his lap. Having lifted his legs over his chest, Liam held his ankles. "Mm, that's a beautiful sight" Owen grinned as he teased Noah's puckered hole with his finger. Noah squirmed with delight and urged him to insert his big cock. After lubricating the naked tool, Owen gently pressed the head against the entrance. Noah uttered a long sigh of delight as it breached him and gently filled him up. It was perfect and all memories of his captivity melted from his mind for the time being.

As Liam watched his lover's stiff cock fuck arse, he felt his own cock stiffen and rub against Noah's head. Owen took his time and looked at Noah and Liam as he fucked. The only sound was the gentle pumping of cock in arse and Noah's gentle groans of satisfaction. Liam's cock was soon hard again. He gently rubbed it against the face in his lap which amused Noah. A while later, Owen reached his climax and spilled his load inside the hot arse. Seconds later, Liam shot his load over the side of Noah's face. They all giggled as the creamy white cum dribbled down his cheek and Noah used his tongue to lick it as it reached his mouth.

Noah settled in well over the next few weeks. He made himself useful around the apartment, but he also undertook some modelling work for Owen for which he received the normal fee. He was also a model for other photographers, but Owen insisted on Liam accompanying him in view of his previous experience. The pair of them enjoyed working together and several photographers found they complimented one another, so we're happy to employ both of them.

When Owen felt Noah had settled in and put his ordeal behind him as much as he could, he invited Abraham over for a meal. Abraham in his usual way made Noah feel relaxed and they were soon good friends. On his next visit, Owen noticed a distinct connection between Abraham and Noah. As usual it was a lively evening with plenty of alcohol to help things a long and it wasn't long before the pair were kissing and fumbling on the sofa. Owen and Liam decided to leave them to it so made love themselves on the floor. It didn't take long before there were four naked bodies with stiff cocks.

Whilst Owen fucked Liam, he kept an eye on the other pair to ensure that Abraham wasn't being too dominant. He needn't have worried because although large, Abraham was a gentle soul and treated Noah with kindness. Noah was clearly enjoying the big black cock inside him and was happy to take him raw. When he'd received Abraham's seed and let him massage his cock until he'd come, he kissed him passionately.

Abraham visited several times over the next few days, and it was clear to Owen that love was in the air. After the fourth visit, Abraham spoke to Owen privately.

"I really like Noah. In fact, I love him. Do you think he feels the same way about me?" Abraham whispered. Owen said he was sure Noah did from the comments he'd made. "I'd like to ask him to move in with me. I've not got much to offer but I have a regular job now plus the modelling work and the small flat you found me."

Owen kissed him and said he was sure Noah would accept. Abraham's face lit up and he took Noah to one side. Having heard the offer, Noah kissed him and said he'd love to accept but must first speak to Owen.

"I'm very happy for you" Owen replied after Noah had told him his news, without giving any indication that Abraham had spoken to him first. "And if you decide for any reason it isn't working, you're welcome to come back here." Liam hugged him and thanked him for everything he'd done. He rushed over to Liam and told him his good news.

Abraham collected Noah two days later and took him home with him. The relationship worked well, and they remained together. Noah managed to obtain a job in a local store as a shelf filler but continued being a model with Abraham when assignments were available.

Liam continued modelling for Owen as well as other photographers. Some assignments involved travelling around the country which Liam enjoyed. He was totally happy with life and the love between them grew stronger.

"A wealthy client who owns an estate in Worcester near West Malvern, has asked me to undertake an unusual assignment" Owen told Liam several months later. "He wants me to help him make a gay porn film and provide four good-looking sexy guys to take part. He will direct and take part whilst I film. He's willing to pay double our normal fee plus a big bonus on top if it goes well. Would you be willing?"

Liam jumped at the offer. He never minded being photographed in the buff and had done several shoots for photographers who wanted models to pose naked for them. He was certain that Abraham would be interested as well. Whether Noah would, they weren't sure. They decided to invite the pair over for a meal and put the proposal to them. Since Noah had moved in with Abraham they'd become regular visitors and sex frequently took place between the four of them. Noah seemed far more relaxed and had put his traumatic period of captivity behind him.

"Yeah, you bet" Abraham replied excitedly. He'd often thought about being in a gay porn film he then turned to Noah to see his reaction. To their surprise, he too was excited about the idea of being filmed having sex with the other guys. He felt totally comfortable with the other three and he trusted Owen to control things getting out of hand.

With everyone agreed, Owen contacted Edward, the twenty-nine-year-old client, to accept the assignment. They held an online video call so that he could see the three guys taking part. When he saw the gorgeous semi-naked guys, his cock jumped from flaccid to erect within seconds. "You guys are perfect" he exclaimed. "Just one thing. I'd like all sex to be bareback. Is that okay with you guys? I test regularly and I imagine you guys do too."

They assured him that raw sex was fine by them and they also tested regularly. With that out of the way, they agreed a date the following week. They'd spend five days staying at his house on the estate which had extensive grounds. If the weather remained good, they could do some filming outside as well as in the house.

"I've got a list of scenarios planned, so look forward to plenty of sex guys" he laughed.

Owen drove them to Edward's estate in his BMW hybrid saloon which he'd purchased a few months before. He didn't need a car in London, but he enjoyed driving so took the opportunity whenever he could. The journey took just under three hours and by the time they arrived, the three performers were excited.

Edward had experienced an extraordinary upbringing. His parents were both alcoholics and had allowed the estate, which had been in the family for centuries, to run into decline. No money had been spent on the original Manor House, so that had also deteriorated. It was Edward's uncle Rowland who saved the family's ruin. He'd always been a good businessman and was appalled to see his older brother sink lower and lower. He'd never had any respect for his wife and when the alcohol finally put both of them in their graves, he felt no loss for them. Under his control, the family estate returned to profit and he replaced the oversized Manor House with a modest five-bedroom house which still showed opulence.

He'd watched his nephew born into an atmosphere of drunken brawls between mother and father, and anybody else who got in the way. Edward was three years old when his parents died, so it was Uncle Rowland who took over the responsibility of raising him. However, Rowland was gay. He'd recognised his sexuality from an early age and despite the disapproval of his parents, he'd led the life he wanted to lead. Rowland also loved being naked, so living in a house with acres of woodland and extensive gardens, he was able to adopt the life of a naturist without any problem. Edward therefore grew up proud of his naked body and spent his time at home running around naked with his uncle.

He fondly remembered hours of pleasure with his naked uncle who, like him, had a beautiful body. Touching each other's body, which included cocks, was a frequent event. Some might say it was not proper for a guardian to act in this way, but Edward never felt awkward or at risk. Instead, he enjoyed the freedom. When the new Manor House was constructed, Rowland had a swimming pool installed in the basement. Being inside, it could be used throughout the year and Rowland insisted that everyone who used it, bathed naked. Edward therefore grew up seeing numerous naked men swimming in the pool and then walking around the house and gardens in the nude. He also became used to seeing erections since all visitors were gay and many were Rowland's boyfriends. At the age of ten, Rowland showed his nephew how to massage his cock to produce an erection.

He also watched his uncle fucking guys and when he was fifteen, was encouraged to fuck a young gay friend. Nakedness and sex were therefore a way of life and one he continued to enjoy. Sadly, his uncle had died from cancer two years ago, so he was now the owner of the estate. To reduce the workload, when Edward was bequeathed the estate, he decided to lease the woodland and several acres of land to others to manage. He was now left with the five-bedroom house and two acres of open land to continue his nudist life. There were distant views from the house, but the remaining land was surrounded by woodland which provided privacy.

Edward had instructed his visitors to arrive wearing only a pair of shorts with no shirt or underwear. They were allowed footwear, but all clothing would be removed as soon as they arrived, since they too, would adopt the nudist style. Apart from the camera and lighting equipment, all they'd each brought with them was personal items such as a shaver and toothbrush.

"Wow" Noah and Liam exclaimed as they drove up to the wrought iron gates at the entrance to the estate. Owen pressed the call button and the impressive gates slowly opened to give them access. Once through, they closed behind them with equal grandeur. The house wasn't visible from the road but after winding along the entrance road, it came into view. Owen swept into the curved courtyard and parked the car. They felt like royalty and he'd been tempted to stop immediately in front of the grand front door but decided to park slightly away from it.

By the time they'd got out of the car and collected the camera equipment from the boot, the front door had opened, and a naked Edward was coming towards them with an impressive cock waving between his legs. Beside him was a younger naked guy who was equally gorgeous.

"Welcome to Wolsey Manor" Edward warmly greeted them and proceeded to give each of them a kiss and a hug. Having the gorgeous naked host pressing against them caused cocks to rise inside their flimsy shorts. "This is Kareem who lives with me and will also be taking part in our film."

The eighteen-year-old beauty moved forward and gave each of them a hug plus a kiss on the cheek. Having his gorgeous naked body pressed against them caused cocks to stiffen even more. When the hugs had finished, his too had reacted. The four visitors were almost speechless as they followed Edward into the house whilst enjoying the sight of his gorgeous naked butt.

"Okay, guys, discard your clothing and leave it here, please" Edward announced, once inside a lobby that separated the front door from an impressive hallway. Now naked and carrying the camera equipment, they followed Edward into the hallway which had a sweeping cantilevered staircase leading upstairs.

"This is beautiful" Owen gasped as he viewed the expanse and the range of portraits of ancestors that adorned the walls.

"I'll give you a full tour later and its history, but these are my ancestors going back to 1502. Since I won't have any heirs, the house and estate will be held in a Trust for future generations to visit and enjoy."

Kareem showed Liam and Noah where to store the camera equipment whilst Edward led Owen and Abraham into a living room. It was comfortable in size and had wonderful views over the garden and landscape beyond. Whilst Kareem served drinks, Edward said how pleased he was they'd accepted the assignment and were prepared to be naturists. Abraham said he loved being naked at home and the others agreed.

"You're free to wander naked around the grounds" Edward stated. "I only employ two staff to maintain what's left and they're both gay, so aren't bothered if they see naked guys."

He added that Tom was twenty-one and Tayo, eighteen. "Both are good-looking, of course" he grinned, "and enjoy being fucked, so you may have the opportunity, but they're not prepared to participate in the film." He explained that Tayo was Nigerian and had been brought to England as a baby with his older brother. When his father realised his youngest son was gay, he threatened to kill him, so Tayo made a hasty retreat. He ended up meeting Tom who took him in. They'd lived together ever since but enjoyed sex with other guys whenever the opportunity arose. Having applied for the job as groundsmen and met Edward, who'd made it clear he was gay and was ideally seeking gay staff, they jumped at the offer.

Kareem's early life had also been a difficult one. His birth mother was Mauritian and had been a servant for a member of the gentry who was Italian by birth. He forced himself on any woman he fancied, especially his female servants. As a single mother she wasn't able to keep the son he'd sired, which she named Kareem. He was fostered and spent several years moving from one foster parent to another. When he was fourteen, he was abused by the then foster father and ran away. Edward had found him foraging in the woods looking bedraggled and hungry, so brought him back to the house where he'd lived ever since. To show his appreciation he kept the house clean and did the chores to save Edward employing someone.

After lunch, Edward went through his suggested scenarios for each scene and showed the performers each location. Having completed that and made minor amendments, he suggested they got to know one another more intimately. The filming would start in earnest the following day.

"Let's have an orgy" Edward laughed. The others agreed and cocks began to react at the thought. Since the weather was providing plenty of warm summer sunshine, Kareem was asked to fetch three roll-up mattresses to lay on the grass. Once unrolled, they provided a comfortable area on which to have sex. "I'd love to feel that inside me" Edward grinned as he held Abraham's big cock, "and afterwards, I'd like to fuck your gorgeous arse" he told Noah. Both guys agreed, so Edward laid face down on one of the mattresses. Abraham straddled him and having lubricated his cock, slid it into Edward. "Fuck, you're big" Edward gasped but he loved it.

Kareem moved closer to Owen who was watching his friend fuck Edward. He took hold of Owen's growing erection and gently massaged it. "A beautiful cock" he smiled as he continued massaging until it was fully erect. Owen took the hint and told Kareem to lay down so he could fuck him. With his cock now embedded deep inside, he gently fucked until he'd satisfied himself. Not wanting to be left out, Liam and Noah laid on the third mattress and made love. By the time, the evening air was upon them, they'd changed partners and enjoyed one another's cock.

The following morning, six naked guys enjoyed breakfast before getting down to serious filming. Each scene depicted a gang bang with Kareem being arse licked and fucked by Abraham, Liam, Edward, and Noah in different locations within the house. In some, the guy fucking Kareem was fucked by another whilst the onlookers played with their erections. Kareem seemed perfectly happy being constantly fucked despite his groans for the soundtrack. By the end of the day, his arse was overspilling with cum, which Owen managed to capture on film.

On the second day of filming, the scenes involved Noah being fucked by everyone. Owen had questioned him beforehand to ensure he was happy with this in view of his previous experience. He assured Owen that he trusted everyone and knew that if he asked for the action to stop, it would do. By the end of the day, he'd enjoyed every minute and gave each of the others a big hug.

The third day of filming took place outside. Edward led the naked party to the edge of the woods where he'd planned his next scene. This involved Kareem and Noah being filmed casually walking along a path wearing a pair of flimsy shorts which Edward had provided. Dressed in similar attire, they were met by Edward, Liam, and Abraham who grabbed them, ripped off their shorts and after getting them to suck their cocks, fucked each of them bent them over a fallen tree-trunk. For the soundtrack, Kareem and Noah shouted abuse as the cocks fucked them. Edward was delighted with the final footage.

After lunch, he drove all of them in his Range Rover to another part of the estate. Owen then filmed pairs having sex inside the Range Rover and over the bonnet. Owen wasn't over happy with the filming inside the car because of the restricted views but Edward was happy enough. Whilst they were filming these scenes, Tom and Tayo appeared and watched proceedings for a while. Edward again tried to encourage them to take part, especially Tayo since he loved his beautiful black body, but they declined. Instead, he invited them for lunch the next day and to relax with everyone in the afternoon. Both guys readily accepted, knowing the nudist dress code, and guessed that sex would take place with the others.

After another successful day, the filming team returned to the Manor House for a relaxing drink in the garden before the evening meal.

The following morning, Owen and Edward viewed the footage and decided which to include within the final film. Apart from a few shots, he wanted to include everything, so Owen agreed to join all sections into a three-part film which would be uploaded to one of the gay porn channels.

"You've done a brilliant job" Edward told him. "How about we sleep together tonight and let Kareem sleep with Liam? I'll invite Tom and Tayo to stay over, so Abraham and Noah can pair up with them."

Owen agreed and spoke to the others. They were up for it in more ways than one and Noah said he'd like to sleep with Tayo leaving Tom to pair with Abraham. When the groundsmen arrived and removed their T-shirts and shorts in the lobby, they joined the naked party in the garden for pre-lunch drinks. After a light lunch, prepared by Kareem and Noah, the eight of them got down to some serious sex in the garden until it was time for the evening meal. Edward had already invited them to stay for the night and when he informed them of their sleeping partners, they jumped with joy. An enjoyable night was had by all with plenty of sex!

The film crew said farewell after breakfast and made their way home. Edward had already transferred the agreed fee into Owen's bank account plus a bonus that almost doubled it, so everyone was happy. Once home, he set to and produced the final film. Several days later they received the online link to it and enjoyed watching themselves.

Liam's father never heard from his son again and told those who asked, that Liam was still missing.

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