Disclaimer: This story is just a fantasy about Jake Lloyd. As far as I know, he isn't gay.
Samurai, Inc.02 Meeting Jake Lloyd by David (DAG1064@aol.com)
It was a nice clear day in Crystal Springs. Shiro and I had just finished our morning workouts. I was finishing my coffee while checking the oil and water in the four runner. Shiro was in the kitchen fixing breakfast for the both of us. I was glad he'd taken the cooking class in school. He had gotten to be a real good cook. Even Sammo approved. The Hawaiian boy was big, but it was all solid muscle. He could eat, too! He and Shiro were on the school's wrestling team together. Lately, they've been spending lots of time in Shiro's room together. I had an idea what was going on, but kept it to myself. I'd wait for the right time to talk to them.
"Dad? Breakfast," Shiro called. I walked up to the house and into the kitchen. Shiro had outdone himself. After eating eggs, shredded potato, toast, bacon, and juice, we cleaned up and then locked the house. We were going into Denver today to a Japanese Art show. I wanted to get some prints for the house, Shiro wanted two for his room as well. We had agreed to go and see what they had. The drive was nice. We drove through some of the most beautiful parts of Colorado. There are days like this when I am thankful to be alive and free in a great country. I had John Denver on the stereo, both Shiro and I singing along to it. He could sing as goods as me. He was wearing his typical shorts, with a SEAL Team t-shirt with a flannel shirt over that. I was wearing my favorite pair of cowboy boots, jeans, and a SEAL Team turtleneck. There are times that I wish I could talk to some of the guys I used to run with. I don't, because I don't want to cause them trouble. Word had it since I was "retired" a memo went out telling everyone I wasn't to be associated with, thanks to a certain Admiral. Still hate his guts. I'm not going to worry about it. Life has a way of fixing things. My only concern was to enjoy the day. We got there about midmorning. The parking lot was crowded already, which surprised me.
"Didn't think anyone else liked Asian art," I mused out loud.
"Yeah," Shiro agreed. We managed to park and went into the show area. Wished I had brought more money, I really liked what I saw. There was just so many great paintings and prints. I ended up buying about ten pieces. I was at the end of one table when something ran into me. Grabbing what it was in my hands, I looked down to see a boy of about ten looking up at me with tears in his face. I saw the look of terror in his face. I pulled him into me, suddenly going alert. Scanning the immediate areas, I saw three men walking into the immediate area, looking as if they were looking for someone. I began moving away, walking slow and casual like. I came up to Shiro and took his ball cap off his head, reversed it, and stuck it on the boy's head. Taking my sunglasses, I put them on the boy's face.
"Shiro, there's trouble following," I said. Shiro nodded. "Got them." I looked down at the boy. Something about him was so familiar, I just couldn't place it right then.
"Your name is Tyler, you're my nephew from Oregon," I whispered.
"Huh?" he said, puzzled.
"Just play along and I'll explain later," I said. In the meantime, Shiro had disappeared. I kept walking towards the exit gate, the boy following me. I got out to the curb and saw the four runner coming up to me. It halted in front of us and I opened the door. I had forgotten I had taught Shiro to drive in case of trouble. He'd come through. I lifted the boy in the back then jumped in. As we pulled away, I looked in the mirrors. The three tangos were standing on the sidewalk looking around.
"That was far too close Dad," Shiro said.
"No kidding son," I said. Shiro drove for a few miles, then pulled into a park and stopped behind some trees. I took over, them we took off again. Shiro sat in the back with the boy. The boy took his glasses and hat off.
"Are you guys gonna hurt me?" he asked, scared. Shiro recognized him. "You're Jake Lloyd!" Jake nodded. I looked in the rear view mirror. Sure enough, Shiro was right.
"What are you doing here in Colorado, Jake?" I asked.
"Colorado?" he said. "I'm supposed to be in California!"
"Okay. Let's get back, and then you can tell us what you know. Then I'll call the police," I said. Jake nodded his assent. He sighed. Shiro got a comforter and wrapped it around Jake. The boy's eyes closed, and he went to sleep.
Things didn't work out as planned. Mr. Murphy of Murphy's Law fame latched onto me and very nicely flagged a cop's attention. He stopped me for the burned out tail light. When he saw Jake Lloyd in the back seat, I thought I was gone. We went to the police station, escorted by two other cops. Once all stories were told and descriptions given, Jake made a phone call to his family. Nobody was there. Then he called LucasFilms Studios. He got his Mom on the phone. Finally he held the phone out to me.
"Hello Mrs. Lloyd?" I said. The woman's voice came through the line. "Thank you for rescuing Jake. I was so worried when we found the hotel room trashed." I heard something drop in the background. "Are you all right, Mrs. Lloyd?"
"Oh, an actor named Taran Smith dropped a glass on the floor," she said.
"Mrs. Lloyd, mention my name to him and he will tell you about me. I want to protect Jake until this thing is over. I'm a professional bodyguard," I said. Another voice came on the line. "David?"
"Scott? Scott Moffatt?" I asked.
"Yeah, man! We been looking for you!" he said.
"I'm in Colorado now, Scott. Long story. Tell you guys when I see you," I said.
"Deal. Here's Mrs. Lloyd," he said.
"I'll hire you to protect my son. Apparently you have a solid reputation here," she said.
"Good enough for me," I said. Everything was arranged in the next half hour. I pulled into the driveway around six in the evening. Jake got out, looking around at everything.
"This place is beautiful," he said.
"That's why I bought it all," I smiled.
"This is yours?" he asked.
"All two hundred acres," I grinned.
"Cool," he said. Shiro led him into the house while I started unloading the four runner. I got the prints and paintings in the house and wondered why everything was quiet. I went upstairs to the second floor, and listened. There was noise coming from the guest bedroom, so I went in. I saw Shiro giving Jake a bath. Shiro looked up at me and nodded. I sat and watched Shiro taking care of the boy. My heart went out to Jake. Shiro had been where Jake had been through. Shiro lifted Jake out of the tub and wrapped the boy in a towel, and carried him into the room. I watched Shiro towel dry him.
"Would you like a massage?" Shiro asked.
"What's that?" Jake asked.
"Let me show you," Shiro said to him. Shiro laid a towel on the bed and then laid him on it. Shiro began working on his shoulders and back. Judging from Jake's sighs, he was enjoying it. Shiro kept going, working down to his lower back, then his nice rounded ass, then down to his legs.
"That feels good," Jake sighed.
"That's the whole point," Shiro said. "It's supposed to make you feel good and relaxed." He gently turned Jake over on his back. The boy was erect. His four incher was standing up proudly. Jake went red with embarrassment.
"Hey, nothing to be embarrassed about. Perfectly normal," Shiro said.
"Been doing that a lot," Jake said.
"Just means you're starting to grow up," I said. Shiro grinned and went to work again, massaging the boy's chest, arms, torso, and legs. Jake closed his eyes and sighed. I knew what he was feeling. Shiro had done that to me so many times.
"One last muscle. Can I?" Shiro asked, his hand poised over Jake's cock.
"Okay," Jake replied after thinking about it.
"I promise to not do anything that you don't feel comfortable with," Shiro said. Jake nodded. Shiro took Jake's hard four inches in his hand and gently began to gently jack him off. Jake closed his eyes again. Every now and then he'd shiver a bit. I knew he was experiencing something new.
"OH!" he cried, suddenly shivering and arching his body upwards. I looked to see if anything came out. Nothing did. Jake had a dry cum. I wondered if it was his first. He settled down, then his even breathing told me he was asleep. Shiro covered him up with the bed sheet.
"Good job today son," I said, kissing Shiro.
"Thanks Dad," Shiro said, returning the kiss as he settled down in bed with me.
He snuggled up next to me as we dozed off.
I woke the next morning to something wet on my cock. I opened my eyes to see Shiro sucking me off. I sighed. Nice way to wake up. He kept going, going down deeper and deeper with each down stroke of his mouth.
"Shiro," I whispered. He quickly straddled my hips, raised himself, and then slid my hard cock into his ass as he sank down on it. I groaned, trying to hold back my impending ejaculation. Shiro began riding me hard, shoving himself down on my cock. I was so close to cumming.
"Shiro...my son....I'm cumming!" I gasped, shooting my juice deep into his ass. Shiro shoved down hard on my cock a few times more, squeezing his ass muscles tight on my cock. Finally I stopped, breathing hard. Shiro lay on my chest as we kissed, my cock still inside him. It was then that I became aware of someone at the doorway. I looked to see Jake standing there, a shocked look on his face. Shiro quickly got off me, my cock popping out of him. Jake disappeared, the door to his room slamming shut.
"I'll explain things Dad," Shiro nodded. He got out of bed and pulled shorts on. I got out of bed and got into shorts myself, then pulled on my cross trainers and left the house. Shiro knocked on the door. "Jake?" He opened the door and went in. Jake was sitting on the floor in the bathroom. He looked at Shiro with fear on his face.
"Jake, we won't hurt you at all. We won't do that to you at all. We won't even ask you to. If there's something you want us to do, just ask. It's got to be your decision. I'm going to sit here and tell you how I met David," Shiro said (That is a tale to be told in Samurai, Inc.#03), sitting next to Jake. It took about an hour to tell. By the time Shiro finished, Jake had relaxed.
"He's that cool?" Jake asked.
"Absolutely. Come on, let's go get breakfast," Shiro grinned. I walked back into the house to see the two boys in the kitchen. Shiro was sipping his customary cup of tea, Jake was at the table with a glass of orange juice.
"Hey you two," I saluted. "What's up?"
"Shiro told me all about you," Jake said. "I'm sorry I walked in on you guys."
"No big deal," I said. "I should have closed the door. My fault."
"So what's gonna happen now?" Jake asked.
"We leave for California in a few hours. I need to get out tickets. Remember what I told you yesterday?" I asked Jake.
"No, what was it?" he asked.
"You cover is that you are my nephew Tyler from Oregon," I said. "We got a better chance of changing your features a little better."
"I've got an idea in that area," Shiro said.
"Good. After breakfast, we'll get busy," I said, sitting down. Shiro did up one of his specials, and we all ate good. Jake burped as he pushed his chair back.
"Sorry," he said.
"Thanks for the complement," Shiro grinned. Jake started laughing. I shook my head and grinned. Taking my coffee into my computer room to log onto the net. I got the travel arrangements set up. Coming out of the room, I noticed the house was quiet again. Silence like that usually meant a few things One: Shiro was plotting something, Two: He was pleasuring himself, Three: something was wrong. In this case, two boys under one roof usually meant they were up to something. I went upstairs carefully, checking for Shiro's booby traps. He was getting really good with them. He got real inventive at times. Shit, I bet he could teach the SEAL Teams a thing or two. I approached his room, listening carefully. I could hear something, so I peeked around the corner. The boys were lying on Shiro's bed naked. Shiro was jacking Jake off. The younger boy was enjoying himself, shivering through his dry come. Then he reached for Shiro's cock. Jake jacked Shiro off, following his directions. I nearly laughed out loud at his surprised reaction when Shiro unloaded his sperm on Jake. I quietly withdrew to my room and started packing.
"Dad?" I heard Shiro call out.
"Right here," I yelled back. The boys appeared, completely dressed. Jake had a bandage covering most of the right side of his face. He had the ball cap on backwards, the sunglasses on. I looked for a moment.
"That's really good," I said.
"His idea Dad," Shiro grinned. "He thinks that the tangos could be watching the airport."
"That is a possibility, son. Especially the flights to California," I said. I walked to my dresser and opened the drawer, and took out a sob (small of back holster), slipping it on my belt. Then I retrieved the H&K 9mm from the nightstand, dropped the mag, worked the slide popping the round in the chamber out, then slipping the mag back into the gun, working the slide once more, putting a new round into the chamber. I let the slide slam forward into battery. Dropping the mag again, I got another round out of the drawer and topped off the mag. Then I shoved it back into the gun, and secured it in the holster.
"Now I'm ready," I said, pulling my SEAL Team polo shirt down. Jake's eyes had gotten big while I had gone through the routine with the gun.
"You carry that?" he asked. I sat down on the edge of the bed. "Yes, I do, Jake. It's part of my job to." He nodded. I picked up my carry on and went down stairs, followed by the boys. I checked my 12, 3, 6, 9, and 12 again. It's habit to me. You gotta be ready for anything. Leaving the house, I watched my mirrors carefully. No need to pick up a tail. People who are well trained can very easily pick up a tail within minutes. It's not that hard. To properly trail someone, you need quite a few cars and people to do it. We were dealing with three tangos. Could be more, but I wasn't taking chances. We got to the airport with no trouble. Now came the hard part. Getting Jake to the plane with out picking up the triplets that I had seen yesterday. Shiro was extra alert. Jake hunched down just a bit, deliberately dragged a foot slightly. Kid was catching on quick. He'd make a great SEAL. We got to the check in counter.
"Hi, three boarding passes for me, my son, and nephew," I said to the lady. She smiled, nodded, then gave me what was needed.
"Do you need any assistance?" she asked, inclining her head to Jake.
"He's physically challenged. Bad accident. Doesn't talk too well. Hasn't been the same since," I said.
"I'm so sorry," she whispered. She waved us onto the plane. I couldn't have planned this any better. Mr. Murphy was cooperating by staying away. Be nice if he could fuck with the triplets instead of me. Settling down, I put Jake next to the window, Shiro next to him, and me on the end. Jake true to his acting ability, played his role perfectly. The flight attendants were so helpful. That was the one time I got super service. Gonna have to do this more often.
We arrived in California 3pm Pacific time. We were the first ones off, then we claimed our baggage. Taran told me he'd have a Chevy Nova parked in the garage. I had to just get the keys and location from the courtesy desk. Airport security volunteered to watch Shiro and Jake as I went looking for the car. Wasn't too hard to spot. There was a cardboard sign of a cigar smoking seal on it holding a M-16. In the lower right corner was the Moffatts logo. Picking up the boys, I left the airport. The tank was full, the engine sounded like a full tilt souped up 440.
"Power!" I crowed, doing a passable imitation of Tim Taylor from Home Improvement. Shiro laughed. "You really like fast cars, don't ya, dad?"
"Who doesn't?" Jake grinned.
"Jake, you pulled it off perfectly," I said.
"Yeah, and they were so helpful. It was my idea at the last second. Glad you guys caught on," Jake said.
"It worked," Shiro said. I nodded. I headed down the freeway to where I was told the LucasFilms Studio was. Pulling in, I handed the guard the card I had found in the glove compartment. He gave me directions to the stage we were supposed to go to. Pulling in, I got out of the car and checked all my points again. Satisfied, I waved the boys out. Jake continued his act until we were inside. Once he saw his Mom, he dropped it completely and flew into her arms. Shiro and I watched as the reunion took place. Lucas himself came over.
"Thanks for finding him," he said.
"It's what I do best," I said.
"I, ah, asked around about you. Lots of people vouched for you. I want to hire you to protect him until those guys are caught," he said, slipping a very fat envelope into my pocket of my jacket.
"Consider it done," I said. Jake brought his Mom over, pulling the bandage off his face. "David, Shiro, this is my Mom."
"Mrs. Lloyd," I said, shaking her hand.
"Thank you," she said.
"Not a problem. Mr. Lucas has asked me to stay on until we resolve the problem," I said.
"Thank you," she smiled. I watched as Jake and his Mom walked into a small room off to the side. I sighed.
"Back in the saddle again Dad?" Shiro grinned.
"Yup. We need to talk, son. I got a proposition for you," I said. We sat down and I outlined the deal. It was simple. He and I worked together, shared the profits straight down the middle. Shiro suggested a name for our outfit. Samurai, Inc. I liked it and told him so. His marital Arts skills, my SEAL training would come in handy. We had started cross training lately. I was teaching SEAL skills, and he was teaching me the Martial Arts. We shook on the deal. We were now a team. I leaned back, feeling pleased with myself.
"Relaxing on the job?" a voice teased. I looked up into Taran's eyes. "Hey, Taran! What's up?"
"Not much. Participating in this project. Been fun too," he said, sitting down. I introduced him to Shiro. This is my son Shiro."
"Hi, Shiro!" Taran grinned.
"Nice to meet you," Shiro said, returning the handshake. I watched the both of them talking. I had the feeling that Taran was a bit upset, but after I pulled everyone together later, I'd tell them how it all happened. For now, I was to protect Jake. Since it was late in the day, it was decided to call it a day. I drove Jake and his Mom back to their hotel. When we got there, I found out the rooms had been changed. We were to be up in the penthouse area. There were four very large rooms up there. His Mom would take one, Jake's father would join her later. Jake, Shiro, and I would have the other. The only way up to the penthouse was to ride a special elevator. It was run by the counter person. Good security. I got up there and room searched all four. After declaring the rooms clean, everyone went in their respective rooms. Jake flopped down on the bed.
"Man, I'm tired," he sighed. "It was hard to keep up the act for ever!" I had to laugh. "It worked."
"I gotta take my hat off to you on that. I wondered what the hell you were doing," Shiro said.
"Last second inspiration," Jake grinned. Shiro turned on the tv and started flipping through the channels. I put the duffel bags on the bed and started unpacking them. When I turned around to ask Shiro something, I saw that they were both gone to the world. A smile slid across my face. They looked so cute sleeping together. I carefully pulled the covers down, undressed Shiro but left his boxers on(he likes boxers better than briefs, to each his own I guess.), then did the same to Jake. He was wearing Star Wars briefs. I nearly laughed. He was in "Phantom Menace" and he's wearing Star Wars briefs. I just grinned and walked out of the room, turning off the light, tv, and propping the door open a little. Walking over to the bar tucked in the corner, I went behind it. It was stocked with everything. I found my favorite, Japanese sake. I got a tall glass and put ice in it, then poured myself a healthy dose of it in the glass. I sipped it as I watched the sun go down. Life was being real good to me right now. Things were back on track as far as I was concerned. I would have liked to have gone past the old homestead. May be time for that later. I loved being where I was now. Crystal Springs had proved to be the thing I really had needed, but hadn't known it then. I looked up at the clock. It was seven in the evening. I decided to call down and get some pizza sent up. Just as I reached for the phone, it rang.
"Hello?" I said.
"Mr. Logan?" a voice said.
"Yes?" I said.
"This is the front desk. Mr. Lloyd is here," the lady's voice announced.
"Send him up," I said. Hanging up the phone, I knocked on Mrs. Lloyd's door. When she answered, I told her that a man claiming to be her husband was on the way up. She was to keep the door cracked open enough to see if it was him. I stood off to the side, holding my H&K 9mm. The elevator doors opened, and the man stepped out. I had him move forward with his hands up. Mrs. Lloyd came out.
"It's him," she said.
"Sorry about that," I apologized, shaking his hand.
"Is Jake all right?" he asked.
"Sleeping soundly," I said. I smiled as they went into their room. I went back into mine after the pizza was delivered moments later. The boys must have woken up, because when I turned around after filling my glass with more sake, they were sitting there grinning as they munched pizza. I hadn't heard a thing.
"Getting more sneakier, Shiro?" I said. He just grinned. Jake was laughing between bites.
"Your Dad's here," I told him.
"Cool!" he said, running back into the bedroom for his pants and shirt. I walked him over. He was happy to see his Dad. They spent a few moments talking. Then he came back to our room. He pulled his clothes right off again, then had another slice of pizza. He dripped sauce on himself as he ate.
"Let me take care of that," Shiro said. He laid Jake on his back on the couch and started licking the sauce right off his body. I watched the boy's four incher growing right then, clearly aroused by what Shiro was doing. I sat back to watch the show. Jake moaned softly, clearly enjoying the pleasure. Shiro worked down the boy's body, spending a bit of time at the boy's small titties. Shiro gently sucked on them, making Jake squirm beneath him. Shiro moved down until Jake's four inched was in his face. Without missing a beat, Shiro sucked the erect four incher in his mouth. Jake's eyes went wide.
"Oh....oh, man!" he whined. Shiro sucked his little cock until he had a tremendous dry climax. Shiro stroked his body to calm him down. The he carried Jake into the bedroom and put him in bed. Shiro settled down next to him. He leaned over and kissed him goodnight.
The sun came in the window at six the next morning, waking me up. I sat up, rubbing my eyes. I had gone to sleep on the couch, watching a movie. I stretched, then went to check on the boys. Jake was working on Shiro's cock as I stepped in. He had half of Shiro's cock in his mouth. Shiro was directing how to do it. I had hoped Shiro hadn't talked him into it. The younger boy was sucking the cock, making noises of pleasure. I watched the action for a bit, feeling a bit jealous. Jake must have been doing it right, because Shiro pushed Jake's head up.
"I'm gonna cum, Jake!" he said. Jake didn't stop, he kept right on sucking. Shiro groaned, and I saw his cock twitch, then jerk as he unloaded in Jake's mouth. Jake backed off, choking a bit. Once he swallowed what he had in his mouth, his eyes lit up and he dived back down to get all the spunk that shot out of Shiro's cock. Once he finished cleaning Shiro up, he sighed and laid back down next to Shiro.
"Did I do okay?" he asked.
"Oh yeah," Shiro sighed.
"Looked that way to me," I said, grinning. Both boys looked up at me. I leaned over them and kissed them both. Jake smiled. He saw the bulge in my pants. He reached over and squeezed it.
"You got a big one. Can I see it?" he asked.
"Nah. I don't want to scare you," I said. Shiro laughed. "Don't flatter yourself, Dad!" Jake jumped up and ran around the bed. He undid my belt, unzipped my pants, let them fall to the floor. He pulled down my briefs, then reacted with a shocked look on his face as my eight inches of solid male meat popped out.
"WOW!" he cried. His hands grabbed my cock and began jacking me off. I closed my eyes and moaned. I guess I was so hot, I came in seconds. My sperm shot all over his face, chest, hair, arms, and hands. Shiro and I immediately got busy, licking my load off the little boy. All of us sighed with satisfaction moments later as we sat in the tub.
"That was fun!" Jake grinned. "Why do adults make such a big deal about this?"
"It's because they think that we're too immature to know what it's all about," Shiro said.
"He's right. But there are kids who are very mature at an early age who know what it's about and can handle the responsibility," I said. Jake thought about that for a moment.
"Don't worry about it Jake," Shiro patted him on the shoulder. I got out of the bath and dried off. "Breakfast?" They nodded, and I went into the living room. I called next door and talked to his folks for a bit. After we all had breakfast, I went down stairs to check on the Nova. I was handed a note as I passed the desk.
"Yo, new ride outside. Usual goodies. A friend," I read. I went outside to see a Mercedes sitting there. It was a limo. I walked up to it with the keys in my hands and unlocked the doors. Searching the car, I found a suppressed MP-5 in 9mm under the driver's seat. Checking the rest of the car, I discovered it was an armored one. Only two people I knew had them. I checked the writing again. Sure enough, it belonged to Rhino. He was a legend in the Teams. Fifty-five now, he had the reputation of being real hard on other members of the Army, Air Force, and others who challenged him. He was also a real terror on tangos and doors. None of them survived an encounter with Rhino. I made a mental note to send him a case of Scotch. Going back upstairs, Shiro and I escorted them down and to the car. We arrived at the studio with no problem. Once inside, Jake went right to work. I sat and watched things. Shiro occasionally walked around the place, checking things out. The others weren't there. Just us and the crew. I was relaxing a bit when my cell rang.
"Samurai, Inc. Logan speaking," I said.
"This is Captain James, Colorado police. Wanted to let you know we got two of your men this morning as they were boarding a flight to California," he said.
"Thanks, great job!" I said.
"That's our job," he laughed, then hung up. I hung up, then dialed the Colorado Police from my phone. I wanted to double check. After a two minute conversation, I was satisfied that Captain James was real, and they had, indeed, caught two of the tangos. That left one. I had to be extra alert now.
"Shiro?" I called out.
"What is it, Dad?" he came on the run.
"Colorado called. They nailed two of the tangos as they were boarding a flight to here," I explained.
"Shit. That means there's one left. How are we gonna get him?" he asked as Lucas and everyone else gathered around.
"As of now, everyone goes on the buddy system. Nobody lets their buddy out of sight. Shiro, you buddy up with Jake. Pass the word. I'm gonna get a picture of the remaining T and get it posted everywhere," I said, reaching for my cell again.
"Dad, I scanned it into our desktop at home. It's on a floppy in my laptop case," Shiro said.
"Give it to me," a man said. Shiro retrieved it and went with the man. He came back a moment later, secured the disk into the case.
"Done and done," Shiro reported.
"Good," Lucas nodded. The rest of the day went okay. All the shots were done right the first time around. Jake was an exceptionally gifted actor. No wonder people wanted him on their shows. I smiled, watching him do his thing. I decided to go and check on the car. I went outside and observed a number of individuals loitering in the immediate area. One of them was working in the planter by the car.
"Relax, it's clean. All those people are security. Lucas believes in strong security, Logan. He hires ex-Army special forces, especially guys who had been in 'Nam," he stage whispered.
"Thanks. Now I feel better," I whispered back.
We left the studio and headed back to the hotel. My senses were working overtime now. Shiro was constantly checking our six, making sure we didn't pick up a tail. Pulling into the hotel parking, Shiro suddenly sat up straight.
"Trouble's here," he said. I got out of the car, handing him a radio. "If I signal you, get them to the studio."
"Okay, Dad," Shiro nodded, sliding behind the wheel. I walked casually into the lobby. The gal behind the desk looked scared. I nodded to the elevator. She hit the button to open the door, and I went in.
"Get outta here, Shiro. Now!" I snapped into the radio. There was no response. I continued upward, waiting for the doors to open. I pulled the MP-5 out from under my jacket. It was doom-on-tango time. The doors opened. Turning on a tape recorder, I placed it on the floor. It was a recording I had made of Jake greeting his Father. I moved to the right of the door. Opening the door, I moved in quickly. The man on the other side of the room reacted, jumping in surprise. I got the drop on him.
"Freeze sucker," I snapped. I moved across the room quick, slapped him upside the head with a blackjack I had in my pocket. Sack of shit went down. Grabbing the duct tape he had so thoughtfully provided, I taped his wrists, and ankles together. I dragged him into the elevator, and down the ground floor.
"Call the cops," I said. Girl didn't move. Frowning, I went behind the desk. Sumbitch had her wired with a c-4 bang. I groaned. Thanks a hell of a lot, Murphy. I quickly checked the tango and found the detonator. I made a fast call on my cell. By now, the other hotel guests were looking on from a safe distance, wondering what was going on.
"Everyone out!" I yelled. When they didn't move, I hosed the ceiling with the MP-5. That woke them up, and they went running out the door. A police car arrived.
"You demo?" I asked. The cop nodded, patting his green canvas bag.
"Scumbag has her wired with a c-4 bang," I said. We rescued her with no trouble at all. After all was said and done, I called Shiro on the cell.
"Come on back. Got the baddie all wrapped up," I said.
"Thank God," four voices said in unison. I hung up the phone. "Gotta be a better way to make a living." One of the cops looked at me. "Come on, you don't mean that, Logan. You got to dunk the baddies again, like old times." I looked at the cop. And recognized him. It was Rhino.
"You old fart," I said, laughing.
"Hey, who you calling old?" he snapped. I laughed. It was like old times. I just shook my head and looked up as the Mercedes came to a stop in front. I walked out to the car. Shiro got out.
"Clear?" he said.
"Absolutement," I grinned.
We came home two weeks later. California was nice, but I prefer being here. It's a much better and pleasant place to be. I took Shiro to where I once had lived. The house was still fenced off, the remnants still there. I had never done anything about it. I had gotten on my Harley rode away, and never had looked back. The Harley had been sold in Colorado soon after I had gotten there.
"Time to close the book here Dad," Shiro said softly. I did, selling what was left of the property to a contractor. The money I stashed in a secret account for Shiro. The last night in California, we spent at the hotel with Jake. The three of us had a small private party in our room. I watched as Jake and Shiro stripped each other down after the pizzas had arrived. I was already naked, relaxing with my usual drink. The boys were eating the pizza and laughing the whole time. They were up to something. I sighed and went into the kitchen. They attacked me as I got in there, Shiro tripping me. I fell on the floor, controlling my fall. Jake grabbed something off the counter and held it over me. He squeezed the object, and whatever it was came out, landing on me. I tasted it.
"Chocolate?" I asked, wondering what was going on. Shiro hit me with whipped cream next, then both boys dropped cherries on me.
"Guess what? You're dessert!" Jake gleefully laughed. Both boys began licking it all up, getting me aroused in the process. Jake took the right side, Shiro got my left. Both boys had fun licking it all up, making me hot and horny in the process. I felt Jake's tongue working on my balls as Shiro worked on my cock. I laid back, feeling really good. Jake and Shiro shared my cock. Having two mouths on a cock at once can do wonders for the guy who's getting the treatment. I fired my first shots straight up in the air, groaning in passion.
"There she blows!" Jake shook with laughter. He kept on working on my cock while Shiro stuck his in my mouth. He had coated his cock with butterscotch sauce. Oh, my. Tasty boy cock! I enjoyed sucking that one, especially when I got the creamy center. Shiro's body shivered as he really unloaded. He was developing larger loads now. Lucky boy. Then Shiro and I tackled a laughing Jake. We covered most of him with a combo of butterscotch and chocolate sauce. Boy, did he really get off on that! In the bathtub washing ourselves clean, we paid extra special attention to him. Jake loved that kind of attention. Settling in bed with him between me and Shiro, he sighed tiredly.
"I'm gonna miss you guys," he said, a tear running down his cheek.
"The welcome mat is out for you anytime," I said.
"You mean that?" he said.
"Absolutely," I said. He hugged us both. He settled down and went to sleep. I lay there quietly and listened to their breathing. It was a nice sweet sound to me. I tried to sleep myself, but couldn't. I slipped out of bed and went into the living room. I drew a glass of my usual and sat in a chair, facing the window. The full moon lit up the room. The light was bright and it's soothing effect relaxed me. I felt a tap on my shoulder. It was Shiro. I looked into his eyes, and he looked into mine. No words were said, we knew what had been just said. Shiro sat in my lap, facing me after he lubed up my cock. He settled down over it, sliding it inside of him. Our passion began. We slowly became one, my cock moving inside of him. I felt his mouth all over my face, kissing me. This felt so good to me. Before I knew it, I was coming into his ass. I shot my sperm up into his warm moist cave. We both sighed as one, feeling relieved. He sat there for a time, resting in my arms. I wanted to hold him like this forever. I wished he could stay my little boy, but I knew that he had to grow up. After fifteen minutes, he got off me. He cleaned me up, then went to bed. I followed an hour later. I looked down at the boys and smiled. I had realized that I was starting to build an extended family. The family I left behind, was just a bad memory. Life goes on, and it is good.
END (for now, Samurai03 coming next! Tells how Shiro and I met, so look for it!)