The following story is a work of fiction and contains teen boys having sex. If that's not to your liking, you don't believe it happens, is illegal in your neck of the woods or will get your ass whupped if you're found out please move on. Enjoy.
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Boys of the CIA Part 7 By Sid G. Copyright April 2, 2004
"Love, why don't you just go to Headmaster and tell him," Stephan said, "It can wait till you're ready."
"You don't know how much I want to, but I can't," Jorge said.
"Why not?"
Jorge took Stephen in his arms and they kissed deeply, "Because I don't want to lose you, I don't want to be sent home because they don't know about it."
"You've earned your place here, especially with our missions. They won't kick you out. They do I'm out with you."
Jorge buried his head in Stephan's chest, "Can't take that chance. Just hold me, make love to me."
And Stephan did.
Kennard and Randy lay on a blanket in the dorm's inner courtyard. On this mid-August day it didn't get as much sun as the great lawn but its peace and quiet made up for it. A few other couples shared the space but each kept their distance from the others. Both boys wore gym shorts, their towels and flip-flops nearby. Like most students at the Boys School for the Talented they were deeply tanned.
Kennard heard a little rustle and turned his head to see Randy on his side looking at him.
"Like what you see big boy?" Kennard said.
"Hell yeah, especially after not seeing you for a week. So tell me about the tournament," Randy said.
"Miserable, awful being away from you my love. I know its great the school team won and I came in third at the United States Archery Open ^Ö Under 16 Men's division out of a couple hundred."
"Two hundred and forty-three," Randy said.
"Whatever," Kennard said, "but I felt so out of place with the others there."
Randy leaned over and kissed his lover gently on the lips.
"We are out of place everywhere except here," another kiss, "And what about all those hot boys there?"
"You know the phrase straight as an arrow? Most of them were as bent as the bows. Party after the awards dinner was awesome. Fucked one boy who all week claimed to be straight as can be but finally away from his team's chaperones was crawling around the floor with his ass in the air. I got him first there but I definitely didn't take the slut's cherry. But I really did miss you the whole time."
"And I missed you. And even Kyle's distinctive mouth and hot ass didn't make up for your absence," Randy said and they kissed a little longer.
"Did I miss anything?" Ken said.
"Kyle's worried about him and Jason."
"About what?"
"Dentist told Kyle he needs braces. Not sure but he may be more afraid Jason won't let him suck that man cock any more."
"Yeah, I can see Jason giving up that talented mouth up for three years. He'll let Kyle blow him with full retainer on," Kennard said and laughed.
Randy reached out and ran his right hand down his lover's chest. "I think I'm getting too hot out here."
Kennard rolled over and they met in a long kiss, "Then let me take you to our room and get you even hotter.
They stood, picked up their stuff and walked inside letting the warm grass slip between their toes, their fingers intertwined.
Congratulations from fellow students slowed their progress to the suite they shared with their six best friends. They were in the cusp between being 14s and 15s but in truth it didn't matter in the dorm since the new 14s would take the old 15s rooms and they would keep their room.
If any of their six roommates were around they weren't in the large living room so the two lovers entered their room, slipped a white towel over the knob and closed it behind them. The towel was as firm as any lock except in emergencies and even then with three telepaths in the suite there was no need to barge in physically during private moments.
And this was definitely a private moment as Kennard and Randy quickly dropped what they'd carried up and slipped their shorts off and stopped out of them. Each stood silently, admiring the other's body. A body they knew as well as their own and loved even more.
As one they stepped forward into each others arms, hugged, and kissed deeply.
"Love you," Randy said.
"Love you," Kennard said.
"I spent some of this week trying to understand what it was about you that changed me from Randy Randy to Randy who loves Kennard alone. And while some of the usual reasons apply it all came down to one thing."
"As Roland of Gilead, son of Steven would say, `Ka,'" Kennard said.
Randy nodded, "It comes down to Ka, destiny that we would find each other and everything flows from that."
They lay down on Kennard's bed and renewed their kissing, hands exploring familiar bodies until the hand reached its partner's penis and took hold. For a while they just kissed and felt the cock harden and grow in still hands. Finally they stroked silently and gently.
Eventually they broke the kiss and Kennard turned into a 69.
"Love you," Randy said.
"Love you," Kennard said and took Randy's cockhead into his mouth and began licking it.
Randy enjoyed the sensations for a couple minutes before reciprocating. When his mouth took in Kennard's head a charge, a unifying charge ran through them.
"Heart to heart," Kennard said around Randy's hardening cock.
"Soul to soul," Randy replied around Kennard's.
They began in harmony and continued the mutual fellatio in harmony. There would be time for intercourse but this united them heart to soul and back. They caressed each other as they sucked the other's beautiful rods. After a while they picked up speed while drinking the flowing precum.
It wasn't silent love making. There were grunts of lust, sounds of tongues running up and down cocks overshadowed with words of love and devotion.
After a while, and neither could say how long a time it was or cared, they picked up the pace and joined each other by swallowing the seed, the love one fed, shared with the other.
The next night at the end of supper Jason dragged Kyle over to their table.
"Will you talk to him, he's being impossible," Jason said.
"I'm being impossible? Those things will make me ugly and you won't let my mouth anywhere near yours or your cock or anyplace else on your body," Kyle said and plopped down in a chair.
"Because you need braces," Kennard said.
"Why isn't there some talent here who can just fix it?" Jason muttered and everybody laughed which only got him madder, "Not nice."
"Sorry bud, but they tried that once and it was a disaster," Randy said.
"Relax amigo, you're not the only one," Jorge said.
"That's right Jason, you're not alone, my love needs braces to," Stephan said.
"Aren't you worried what he'll think?" Kyle said.
Stephan laughed before Jorge could answer, "I don't have choice. I had them the day we met and it didn't make a damn bit of different to my love here."
"Really; though I had to tap him on the head a couple times when he got careless. Besides, learn how to control your talent right and nobody will see them," Jorge said.
"That would be a major breakthrough. Very few invisibles can turn something on them invisible while keeping their bodies visible," Kyle said, "Then you want me to do it so you can get me to walk around looking naked."
"What kind of pervert," Phil said.
"Do you think I am?" Paul said.
"Big one, almost as big as me," Skylar said.
"And he means combined," Victor said and kissed Skylar fast before his boyfriend could respond.
"Oh, you are going to get it later," Skylar said.
"Can't wait," Victor said.
"No pathing," Phil said.
"During sex," Paul said.
"Or you'll see an image," Randy said.
"That'll turn you straight," Kennard said.
"And that's the bottom line," Jorge said.
"Because Stone Cold said so," Stephan said and everybody laughed.
"But we can't help it," Victor said.
"I'd believe that more if I wasn't getting a step by; no make that blow by blow description of what you're doing," Jorge said.
"But its fun following sometimes," Randy said.
"Excuse me guys."
All ten boys looked up at Bruce Withers who was the adult supervisor, more commonly known as the warden, for the 14s.
"Hi Bruce, want to join us?" Kennard said.
Bruce shook his head, "Just here to deliver a message to the two new metal mouths. The torturer can't make it tomorrow as planned so you'll be going into town to his office. Be ready to go straight from lunch, and no raw onion or garlic."
"Going alone?" Kyle said.
"No way, I'll be going with you and maybe another warden too, especially with you two. See you up on the floor later," Bruce said, waved and left.
"Great, hoped they'd changed their minds about me needing it. This time tomorrow I'll look like that guy Jaws from the Bond movies," Kyle said.
"Tomorrows just for measurements and molding and that is actually worse than getting the braces on. On the bright side you'll get to pick out your color scheme for your mouth," Stephan said.
"That was actually a relief. When he walked up I thought maybe he was going to tell us to report for a mission briefing," Kennard said.
"Watch out for transmitters in the dental work and all that?" Jason said.
"Unwanted sexual advances, you keep hearing about these perverted dentists," Stephan said.
"Anything to take my mind of it," Kyle said and exchanged a high five with a very reluctant Jorge.
At the end of lunch the next day Bruce and Sam Wilson, Kyle's warden, met them at the table and after a round of hugs the four left.
Once the dining room doors shut behind them Stephan wrapped his arms around Kennard and started to cry.
The others looked at each while Kennard gently wrapped his friend in his arms. Bryant, the young empath, came over and after getting nods of approval gently stroked Stephan's hair and he slowly calmed down.
"Thanks Bryant," Stephan said wish his head still buried in Ken's chest, "but please leave now."
"Sure," Bryant said, gave Stephan a quick peck on the head and left to grateful smiles from the others.
"Does Jorge's secret have to do with a dentist?" Randy said.
"Part of it, or at least started there. You should have seen him before last night, when he found out he had to go off the grounds he was a mess."
"Then why didn't he ask for it to be postponed?" Skylar asked.
"I asked him, begged him to but he wouldn't. School doesn't know what happened and he's frightened they'll kick him out if they find out," Stephan said.
"Nonsense," Phil said.
"Told him that, even promised I'd leave with him and you know they'd hate to see me leave with my talent," Stephan said.
"Hey amigo, he'll be so busy keeping my boyfriend down he won't have a chance to get scared," Jason said.
They drove to downtown Arlington, Virginia and into the basement of a black office building. The two wardens chatted softly in the front seat while Jorge and Kyle sat silently. One took the other's hand, or maybe they took each others, and drew comfort from their friend.
The elevator took them to the 14th floor and Kyle and Jorge followed Bruce while
Sam trailed. Bruce went in first and a moment later waved them in.
"Dr. Marcus still hasn't returned from his family emergency but his associate Dr. Shepard will be doing the work," Bruce said.
"Does it matter which ruins my life?" Kyle said and plopped down on the waiting room couch.
Bruce knelt in front of Kyle and raised the young boy's head so their eyes met.
"Kyle, don't drive Jason away because of this. If he loves you the braces won't make a difference, if they do then it wasn't meant to be anyway. Take it from someone who made that mistake," Bruce said.
"You had a boyfriend at school and drove him away because you got braces?" Kyle said.
Bruce nodded, "Biggest mistake of my life."
"No, the biggest mistake of your life was waiting till now to say anything you fucking moron," Sam said.
Bruce stood and turned, "I'm sorry Sam, I, I just^Å"
Nothing else was said as Sam took Bruce into his arms and they began to kiss long and hard.
"Kyle, the orthodontist will see you now," the nurse said.
"Got to go to," Sam said breaking the kiss.
"That's all right, I'll be fine now," Kyle said.
"Thanks, yell if you need me," Sam said.
"If you can't yell kick him in the crotch," Bruce said.
Jorge smiled and took a chair and picked up an amazingly recent copy of Teen People magazine while the two wardens sat on the couch without an inch between them.
Ten minutes later the door to the examining rooms opened a crack and closed without anybody coming out. Jorge stopped himself from jumping when an invisible hand tugged at his. His standing drew Bruce and Sam's attention.
"Is there any place to get a drink of water?" Jorge said while drawing Kyle in front of himself.
"I've got to get back but there's something wrong here. There's an unconscious boy in another room. He seems to be tied to the chair."
With that the hand released Jorge's and a second later the door opened and closed again.
"I really do need that water," Jorge said shaking.
"There's a water fountain down the hall, I'll come with you while Sam looks out," Bruce said.
Bruce led Jorge down the hall and after the student took a long drink his warden just stared at him.
"Are you as good a path as they say?" Jorge said.
"Tops in my class," the post-grad student said.
"I'm going to put a thought in the front of my mind and I want you to follow it quickly and deeply," Jorge said.
"Bud, this isn't the time or place."
"Ten minutes ago I would have agreed. Ten minutes ago I would never think of showing you this but we might not have ten more minutes so do it."
Bruce nodded and entered Jorge's mind.
The first thing he saw was a young Mexican boy heading into a dentist's office with his mother then them being told the regular dentist was away and they'd be seeing his associate. The boy seemed reluctant but mother said fine.
Things blurred for a moment until the boy was in the chair with just the dentist in the room.
"Why are you touching me there? Dr. Denholtz never did that," the boy said.
The doctor's face came into Bruce's view and he realized the man was fondling the boy. A needle appeared and the dentist injected it into the boy's mouth and the picture faded.
The next scene was the boy tied up naked in a room with men he obviously didn't recognize.
"Hello Jorge, welcome to your new home."
"Want to go home," Jorge said.
The man walked over and slapped the scared boy hard on both sides of the face.
Young Jorge started to cry.
"You are home boy and either accept it now or later I don't give a fuck. But that man there has just paid me a lot of money to be the first one to fuck you. Now get off your wetback ass and go over there and do what the man tells you or else."
Jorge took a look at the man through his tears and decided he didn't want to learn what "else" meant. He nodded and the man untied him.
The new whore walked over and took the man's hand.
The man started fucking a screaming Jorge in a dingy room. This image was followed by man after man fucking the boy who quickly stopped screaming and began making the appropriate noises as his eyes looked nowhere.
The next scene was of an older Jorge being led out of a house with just a blanket around him and into a school bus already filled with lots of other boys of all ages and races.
Mother and father came into view in a hospital room and the three wept.
"I'm sorry Jorge," Bruce said right after he broke the link.
"Two years I was there. From six to eight I was in hell and I just know that boy is going there if we don't stop him. Maybe Kyle too."
"Then we'd better get back and see what Sam's found out."
Jorge nodded and took Bruce's hand.
"Anything?" Bruce said when they entered the room.
Sam tapped his throat and then pointed at Jorge and Bruce who both nodded.
"The boy is Ryan Miller," Sam pathed to both of them, "from what I gathered from him he's been here for two or three days."
"Isn't that the name of the boy on the news who supposedly fled from his dentist's office?" Jorge pathed.
"You're right, but it wasn't a Dr. Marcus or Dr. Shepard," Bruce pathed.
"I told the nurse that I just wanted to look in on Kyle and I saw the boy as Kyle described him. She said the boy underwent major oral surgery shortly before we arrived and his parents had gone out for a bite while the anesthesia wore off. I reached Kyle and told him to be very careful," Sam pathed.
Bruce looked at his watch and carefully pushed a few of the buttons on it. Seconds after he tapped the final button the watched pulsed green for a second.
"Something's going on back there, we can't wait," Jorge pathed.
"You sure," Bruce said breaking the link.
"Yes," Jorge said.
"Follow us in, tell Kyle and take care of the nurse," Bruce told Jorge.
Sam turned the doorknob, "Locked."
Jorge opened the glass separating the waiting room from the nurse's desk, slid through and had the door open before the wardens reacted.
"To be young, small and lithe again," Bruce said and patted Jorge on the back as they moved further in.
"The boy's gone," Sam yelled, "he's down that hall and they've got Kyle too."
"Kyle turn," Jorge pathed.
Shouts of surprise turned to pain from down the hall and the three ran. The nurse came out of the room carrying a gun but before she could aim it she screamed and dropped it. She dropped to her knees holding her hand like it was on fire which was exactly what Jorge was pathing her. Bruce kicked her in the head as he approached and she fell unconscious.
Once in the room Jorge yelled for Kyle to turn visible and then the two older telepaths used their talents to immobilize the dentist and another man. Ryan Miller lay just inside the rear door still asleep.
Jorge walked up to the dentist and gave him a good look before slamming his fist into the man's balls.
"Jorge," Bruce said, "Leave him for the cops."
"Don't you recognize him from what I showed you? He's the man, he's the man."
Jorge collapsed on the floor and Kyle ran to him as Headmaster Roberts, Mr. Blandings and a few other men rushed in through both doors.
"Sirs, we believe these men are part of a white slavery ring and Sam and I want to dig before you take them away. May be best chance to find where they're victims are," Bruce said.
"Please Sir," Jorge said.
"You have your authorization agents," Mr. Blandings said.
"And now the two guys are singing thanks to Bruce and Sam," Kyle said after supper in Jorge's suite, "the FBI has already moved against three whorehouses and the holding facility they were going to take Kyle and Ryan to. Latest number is over two hundred boys from babies to sixteen."
"I'm proud, we're all proud of you two, especially you Jorge. And I don't think any of us are upset you didn't trust us with your secret, don't know if any of us would want to talk about it freely," Randy said and the others nodded their assent.
"What did Headmaster and my Dad say when they found out?" Kennard said.
"I asked Bruce to tell that part but they waved it off and said they knew. Wanted to know how I could think I could keep a secret like that from them in the first place. Especially when the Company's top telepath is the school's headmaster," Jorge said and glared at Randy.
"Just following orders guys and I'm sure Uncle told you that we had to keep it a secret," Randy said.
"Only reason you are not writhing in pain right now," Jorge said.
"I've got another way to make it up to you," Randy said as he walked over to Jorge.
"How?" a smiling Jorge said.
"I'll show you," Randy said brought his lips to Jorge's.
When Randy's hand took hold of the boy's hard cock the other eight boys agreed that it was a very good way.