Date: Mon, 30 Mar 1998 22:02:55 PST From: Zzathras Baggins Subject: Inn Boy Zzathras is my name. Get this the first time. THIS STORY IS PURELY A WORK OF FICTION. Some of the actions of the characters in this tale are illegal in many places and will get you put in jail for doing them. IF THE SUBJECT OF MAN/BOY LOVE/SEX DISTURBS YOU READ NO FURTHER. If this does not disturb you then read on. Ant suggestions, comments, criticisms, can be sent to me at Zzathras@hotmail.com. Flames will not be responded to nor will requests for anything patently illegal. Also this work was intended for the consumption of ADULTS ONLY. If you are not over the age of legal majority in your area, DELETE this file please. Enjoy. I walked into the little village in the Scottish countryside. My car broke down five miles back and the rain started as soon as I started walking. I was cold and wet and hungry and grumpy. I found a large house that had a shingle out declaring the home to be a bed and breakfast. I was ecstatic. The door creaked open and I was greeted with a warm blast of air smelling of bread. "Welcome! Come in and sit down young man!" A portly woman cheerfully called to me. "Oh, My! You look chilled to the bone!" "My car died a few miles back. Good god I don't think I will ever be warm again. Would you have a room by chance?" I chattered at the woman as she hurried to bring me a blanket. "Absolutely! Jimmy! Get your lazy backside in here and help this man up to room twelve." A gorgeous little boy of perhaps ten came hustling into the room. He was blonde hared and fair skinned. He also carried himself like a servant that had been beaten one too many times. He hunched over and shied from every move near him. "This way sir." He mumbled at me. He took my arm over his shoulder and tried to help me up the stairs. I did all the work and we both entered the small room. It had a large inviting bed to one side and a large tub in the corner. I stumbled toward the bed as he hurried to the bath tub. "Shall I draw a bath for you sir?" He didn't wait to start the water. "I would kiss you for a warm bath Jimmy." I actually would do any thing for this stunning boy just on sheer principals. I tried to get undressed but my hands were so cold I could not feel the buttons and zippers. "Should I help you sir?" "Call me Joe. I really could use a hand Jimmy." I shivered as he walked back toward me. He helped me off with my shirt and then he unbuckled my belt. "Jimmy. Maybe I should do this part." "You cant hardly stand sir. Let me help you or Mrs. Horn will strap me again." The boy unbuttoned my pants and then slid the zipper down. I could feel every tooth of that zipper as it slowly went down my crotch. I was so cold it was impossible to get an erection. He tugged my pants to my feet and slipped my shoes off. He then drew the pants over my soggy socks and he tossed them in a heap next to the bed. He worked my cold, wet socks off my numb feet and they too joined my shirt and pants. I grew increasingly nervous. As he reached for my boxers I shied back. "I think you should go now." "It ain't like I haven't seen one before mister. I see a lot of things here." He grasped the elastic surrounding my hips and tugged them down. I grew red as my man hood, shriveled and puny, came into view. "It sure must be cold out there mister. I ain't seen one try too crawl up inside someone like that before." "Well it's about as cold as a witches tit in December out there." I walked toward the warm bath. "You want me to take your clothes to the wash now? I need to get you some towels and soap." He gathered up the wet mess and headed for the door. "I will be back in a minute with the towels Joe." And he disappeared. Much to my relief. "Now you get you behind up there and help that poor man with his bath Jimmy. He is near frozen to the bone. You take care of him tonight till he falls asleep." She berated the poor boy. "On second thought you get a blanket and sleep in his room in case he needs something in the night. His clothes wont be wearable until morning anyway and I don't want a naked man running around my house." The door creaked open and Jimmy shuffled into the room. He carried a pile of towels and a tray in his small arms. "I brought you dinner and the towels and soap sir. Should I help you with your bath?" He asked as he placed all the items carefully on the dresser. "I could use some help with my back Jimmy." I replied. I was nervous but excited. The lad took a wash cloth from the pile and a bar of soap. He lathered up the cloth and began to work on my back. I relaxed into the warm water and relished his hands on my skin. Soon he began to wash lower and around my chest. "How is that sir?" "Heavenly Jimmy. You cant believe how good this feels." I moaned. "I should get in with you Joe. If I get wet the misses will get mad at me. She would make me go naked around the house till they get dry too." "She would?" "She did before. I only got one set of clothes. I put my clothes in the wash before I go to bed and have to put them in the dryer before I get up in the morning. One day she made me go all day and night naked cause she was doing the linens." "Even with clients in the house?" "Yes. I got so I don't care much any more who sees me. But it is cold now." "If you want to go ahead and climb in. I think I should repay your kindness. Have you ever had a massage?" "No." He simply replied as he undressed. He wore no underpants under his thin trousers and he was a pale white. He also looked a bit malnourished. His ribs stuck out more than was healthy. I watched, mesmerized as the boy climbed into the tub with me. I always dreamed of bathing with a cute boy. Now I was in a tub with a stunning lad and I was so scarred I could not speak. He took up the cloth and began to scrub me clean. I concentrated on the wonderful feelings I was experiencing and prayed my penis would stay down. As he approached my crotch I stopped him. "My turn to wash you Jimmy." "I do need a bath." He handed me the cloth. "Turn around kiddo." I whispered. He gave me a knowing glance as he slipped around. I spent an hour washing every square inch of the boy slowly and lovingly. He relaxed so much I thought he went to sleep. "This feels better than anything I have ever felt, Joe." "Do you want me to wash all of you?" I was hoping -- praying -- he would say yes. "No. Let's go to the bed Joe." He stood up and I could see he was as erect as I was under the soapy water. "We can't do much here in the tub." "Jimmy. We don't have to if you don't want to." "Joe. I like you. You make me feel good. I want to." He led me, dripping to the bed as he gathered up the towels. We dried each other carefully. He gently rubbed all the water from my body in slow and sure strokes. He knelt before me and reached for my manhood. I shuddered as the rough terrycloth scraped over my sensitive penis head. I nearly came in his hands as he stroked me slowly. I stopped his ministrations and took a fresh towel. "Now I get to dry you." I started with his hair and worked my way down. He smiled and let me do every inch of him. I worked around his penis without touching him. He grinned as my hands cradled his backside tenderly. "You missed a spot Joe." He looked like he was going to burst into a giggling fit. "I know." I leaned forward and kissed his left nipple. He sighed and wrapped his arms around my head in a soft hug. My tongue reached out to titillate his nubile little nipple. "That feels good Joe. No one ever did that to me." He slipped close to my body. I felt my erection push against his equally rigid member. I slowly licked my way across his chest to his right nipple. It stood straight out and was a soft sort of pointy as my tongue touched it. He groaned a little as I gave his nipple a good dose of attention. He reached up and pushed my head down his body slowly. I let him guide me downward. I always loved little boys belly buttons and I stopped to tickle his a bit with my tongue and suck all the water out. He giggled as I blew into his little pucker. I glanced down and saw heaven approach as I lowered my head to his little crotch. I reached to his bottom again, letting the towel drop away, to grasp his tender, firm, little buttocks in my hands and lift him to the bed. He placed his knees on either side of my head and sat on my chest with his legs splayed wide obscenely. I saw the height of male perfection jutting to the sky. Uncut, Jimmy had a penis that was only 2 inches hard. The head struggled to poke out of the foreskin. I could see the bright purple head stretch the skin tight over the glans. Blowing gently on it I could feel him shiver slightly on my chest. His hands reached behind him as he leaned back. I could feel him grope for my penis with his left hand as his right rested on my thigh. As his cool, moist hand encircled my shaft I leaned down and licked his boyness from his immature testicles to the tip of his rigid cocklett. He moaned loudly and thrust his hips at my face. "Do it! Please, no one ever would do it for me!" I obeyed him and kissed the tip and let it slip between my lips as I sucked it in like I would a straw. He squeezed my cock hard and tried to stoke it. It wasn't easy and he gave up after I told him to let it go and let me do all the work. He was happy to have someone pay attention to him and want to give him pleasures. I let him savor the warm feeling in my mouth as I savored the hot, hard, silkiness of his baby soft skin on my tongue. He moaned and began to thrust little pushes into my face. I stroked his silky smooth bottom as he slowly got his rhythm and grew bolder. He left my screaming penis and leaned forward. His hands fell to the sides of my head as his thrusts grew longer and faster. I limited the length of his stoke by holding his bum and feeling the length of his cocklett in my mouth. I swathed his rod with my tongue paying attention to the tip and letting the slamming of his hips set a tempo of lust. He was horny as hell and so was I. I sucked gently, slowly increasing the vacuum and pressure of my tongue on his member. He grunted and groaned like an animal as he drove himself to climax inside my mouth. I let him abuse my face as long and hard as he wished. I was higher than any drug could make me with his sweet boy meat pounding in and out of my mouth. If I died right then I would have been satisfied with my life. He started to loose his rhythm and stroke as he approached orgasm. I could tell he was near by the tension in his ass and the hard pulsing in his little pecker. He panted and heaved as he approached nirvana. Suddenly he pulled out and sat down. "What's wrong?" I asked, worried. "Nothing" he smiled. "I was just done." "Not by a long shot Jimmy. I am taking you to levels of pleasure you never imagined before." I dove my face back to his hard little lolly pop. He tried to pull my head off and I looked up to him. "Trust me. What you were feeling only gets better." I knew he was approaching orgasm and he grew afraid of what was coming next. He obviously never reached a full blown orgasm. Like me when I was young, he reached the precipice and left it at that. Frightened of what would happen. Fear of the unknown. I decided to take him over the edge and closer to heaven. He let my head return to the ministrations I gave his little tool. He grinned wide as I stroked him up and down with my mouth. He moaned loudly and began to thrust again into my waiting mouth. Soon he slowed and stopped thrusting. He again tried to push my head off. I refused to let him. The tension I felt in his body grew and grew. I bobbed my head up and down several more times as he squeaked and panted. Soon he whined and grabbed my head tight as I pushed his penis beyond any point in which he had experienced before. He went as rigid as a board and he gazed at the ceiling. "I--I--I--" I let his penis slip out of my mouth and it slapped against his taught tummy. "I know exactly what you mean baby." I cooed as he melted into my arms. "That was so much better than anything I ever did. None of the others ever did that for me. They just wanted me to do them and that was it." "Other men?" I know it was a stupid question. "Yea. Men who come here. I have a few regulars that pay me to do things." He sat up and looked at me. "Like the professor. He comes by every first weekend of the month. He wants me to bathe him and then he puts on his robe. He lights a pipe and he tells me to undress in front of him. It gets hard while he watches, He waits till I am naked then he has me suck him till he spews in my mouth. I have to swallow it all or he makes me suck again. Then he tells me to put a rubber on his thing and I have to bend over the bed. He puts some greasy stuff on me and fucks my butt. At first it hurt some but after a few times it stopped. His wiener is kinda long and thin. Yours is a little thicker but shorter than his. When he gets done he tells me to put my clothes on and he goes to bed. He never offered to do the things you did." "I don't want to know any more. I just want to give you pleasure." I hugged him tight and enjoyed his warmth. "Well," He said after a few minute. "I cant just let you do that for me and not give you some back." I let him go as he slid down and rubbed his smooth, hairless boy face against my raging manhood. I wanted too shoot right then and almost did. He nibbled the head and breathed on it with his hot passionate breath. I moaned and rubbed his silky, still wet hair. He slowly slid his mouth over me and played with my glans with his tongue. I moaned loudly and began to thrust into his mouth obscenely. Before I knew it he had the entirety of my penis shoved down his tinny throat and his nose buried in my pubes. I hadn't had anyone to have sex with in years and I really was enjoying the whole experience. The smell of a young boy, laying on top of me and the feeling of skin on skin. The sliding, sucking and stroking. Soon I felt my orgasm climbing and the pressure in my balls grow. Jimmy slipped his mouth off me and he kissed the head gently. "Now for the good part." He grinned like the Cheshire cat and climbed off the bed. I watched his tight little ten year old ass as he ran to the dresser and picked up a small tube and then stopped to dig into his pants. "What ya doing Jimmy? I really could use a hand over here." I teased. Actually I was going insane with desire. He came padding over to the bed and climbed onto my legs. "You did all of the work the first time, now let me do this." He smiled as he clutched a package in his little hands. "All right Jimmy." I nodded. He took a small, square package and placed it to his teeth and tore it open. A small rubber ring dropped to my nuts. "OOPS!" He giggled. Taking it up he put the condom at the tip of my rigid member and slowly slipped it down over my throbbing rod. Whoever taught him about sex at least taught him prudence in using protection. When the latex had thoroughly engulfed my penis he took the small bottle of hand cream out and squirted some onto his hands. He grasped the tip of my rubber encased tool and masturbated me a few times to coat me well and then he took some more and reached between his legs to grease up his anus. "Jimmy, we don't have to do this. I would be just as happy with what we were doing." "Nope! I like to do this with nice men. Only a couple really are nice to me. Most just do it to me, pay me and say 'get out'." He scooted forward and took my pecker in hand. "But you gave me something special so I want to give you something too." Pointing the weapon at his most private spot he sat back and onto me. I grimaced as he bent my steel hard dick in half when he missed his hole by a bit. Then he found his hole and I could feel the heat coming off him on the head of my penis. I was amazed by how easy it went in. It didn't pop in or hesitate. It just slid right into his hole as if his bum was a hungry animal devouring my meat. He sat back slowly letting his bum grow used to the presence of me inside him. The heat was incredible and he was tighter than I thought he would be considering he was basically a prostitute. Soon he was sitting all the way on my throbbing cock and grinning widely at me. "Thanks for getting me off Joe. Now I want to make you feel as good." He rocked back and forth slowly and gently. I moaned and gripped his hips tightly. He did things with his ass that I never felt with a hand. I think he had some instruction from a person who knew the kama sutra. I let him ride my pole as fast as he wanted and as hard as he dared. He picked up the pace slowly and steadily. We both were panting and grunting at each other with smiles as wide as the grand canyon. All too soon he was bouncing up and down with wild abandon and the springs of the bed set up a squeaking racket that was sure to be heard all over the small building. I really didn't give a shit right then. I felt my balls pull up tight and the rising in my abdomen that meant I would shoot all too soon. Jimmy had his hardon in hand and was jerking himself to another immature orgasm. The clenching of his rectum on my manhood and the visual of this little angel pleasuring himself on me and with hand was too much for me. I grabbed his hips hard and began to slam into him as hard as I could and he giggled uncontrollably as he rode me to an explosive and massive ejaculation. I was certainly glad I had a condom on for it would save us a mess to clean up and explain come morning. He collapsed into my arms as he rode me to his second orgasm in a few minutes. "Jimmy, that was so good! I really want to thank you for this. You don't know how much it means to me." "I was just going to charge you like I do all the men who screw me. But your different. I knew that in the tub. You wanted to make me feel good. You were gentle, tender. Most of the men just want to stick their dick in me and that's it." "Do you like living here?" "No. The lady tries too steal my money all the time. She knows the men I sleep with and she charges them more. Some get mad at me. They say they got to pay twice for it. But I save my money and soon I am going to have enough to run away. Go to London and get away from her." He sighed. "I just want a real daddy and mommy. I don't remember mine. I am an orphan and the state sent me here." "Jimmy, if I could I would take you with me to the states. I don't have much, but it would be better than this." I was depressed about having to leave this little god here alone. "You would? I wish you could. What are you here for?" he asked playing with my chest hairs. "I got a letter that I had to come to settle some estate or some damned thing. I don't know anyone who lived here." "Your rich?" He asked beaming at me. "No. I have no idea what this is all about. But I am definitely NOT rich. If I were I could take you away without a problem." "OH. Your not going to live in England then?" "I am afraid not love. I will be passing through here again in a few days. Should I come by for a visit?" "YES!. If you don't I will never forgive you." "I think we could have a good time. I would take a few days here and talk the dragon lady into letting you show me around the countryside." "That would be so cool!" We cleaned up and ate the plate of food. Then we cuddled together until we fell asleep. "Mr. Drew?" The little man stood before a pile of ash and rubble. "Yes I am. Are you Fredrickson?" "Yes. I am afraid there was a fire yesterday. The house was destroyed." He shook my hand. "Who's house was it?" I was curious as to who lived on the beautiful green grounds that surrounded us. "Why yours sir." "Duhunh?" I asked intelligently. "Why sir, weren't you told? This entire estate is yours. You have inherited it." "I don't have any living relatives." I was indeed all alone in the world. "Actually, Lord Joseph was your great grand uncle on your second cousins side or some such thing like that. I am not privy to the details of it. I am here just to see to it that you take proper possession of the property. As his only living relative, he instructed my company to find you and inform you that you are his sole heir." "How much of what are we talking about here?" "four hundred acres of land and all the buildings on it. His stocks, bonds, cash. The personal property was turned to ash as you can see. Lord Joseph liquidated most of his assets before he became ill. The good news is the house and all the belongings are heavily insured. " "How much in stocks, bonds, and cash?" I swallowed dry. "In American dollars almost three million." I turned to him with my mouth open wide. "Let me guess, there is a huge debt of some sort on the property. I get the property but have to pay off some loan or tax lien or some such thing." "Actually no. The Lord made certain to be absolutely debt free for you. The land and moneys is all yours. The figure I gave you is after the tax accounting. You clear almost three million American that is yours to do with as you wish." He smiled at me. "Oh. And the insurance moneys." I sat in the mud. "Mr. Drew? Are you well?" The mousy lawyer stood over me smiling. "I'm fucking rich." I whispered to myself. "That would sum up your current situation sir." He held out a hand to help me up. "What is the first thing you are going to do with your newfound wealth?" I looked him straight in the eye and said, "Save one little boy from purgatory Fredrickson." "That would be a worthy use of your money. Can I ask who this young man is?" "Actually Fredrickson, you can do more than that. He is a boy in the village south of here, an orphan who is a ward of the state in the care of a lady keeping an inn there. He is not happy or being treated well. I need your help in getting him out of there." "What exactly would you like too see happen sir?" "I want to build a home here. If I could I would like to petition to the authorities to take custody of him. He impressed me when we met and he is definitely not in a good home now. I cant stand the idea of living the good life while he is being treated worse than a household pet." "Sir, I know a local judge. He might be willing to hear your story. I wont say he will be able to do anything. However he will listen." "When can we see him?" "Joseph Macmillan, I have read your petition and want to ask you now if you have anything to add." The judge was a stern-faced old prune. But he was a gentle and fair man. I gleaned that much from the lunch I bought him the week prior. "Only that I hope to change the life of one bright young man who impressed me very much with his compassion and intelligence sir." "Mrs. Horn, do you have anything to say?" "I cant believe these accusations sir! I never mistreated the lad or made him feel anything but loved. In fact he is like my own son. I would be lost without him. Please don't take him away from me your honor! I love him so much!" She turned on the faucets full blast. "I have heard two sides of this story. I could render my decision here and now." He leaned back in his chair. "However I want to hear from one more witness. Jimmy, come up here to my bench." Jimmy mouse walked up to the bench and stood with his head hung. He was terrified. The judge told him to come around the bench and the boy moved slowly. Afraid to look up or even breath. I watched as the judge took the boy in hand and spoke quiet, gentle words to Jimmy. Tears dripped from the lad's cheeks and he nodded and whispered to the man that would decide the child's fate. Soon their conference broke and Jimmy took a place between Mrs. Horn and myself. He was shaking and wringing his hands in front of him. "I have made my decision. But first I want to ask both parties if they are willing to forgo any appeals and long drawn out, money consuming efforts to change a decision that will not be changed no matter how much money is thrown at it?." I was taking a horrible gamble in this. "I agree sir." "So do I your honor." Horn looked like a cat that ate a canary the gold fish and the pet gerbil. "Now, I have listened to both the testimony of Mr. Macmillan and Mrs. Horn. I have heard things that upset me and disturb me. Accusations against one of this communities most prominent citizens brought by it's most recently wealthy residents. I also listened to the testimony of one bright young man who has expressed his wishes and what has occurred in a most eloquent manner to myself." He leaned forward and glared at us both. "All rise." We all stood. My legs felt like jelly. "It is the decision of this court that Jimmy Wood be placed in the custody of Mr. Joseph Macmillan. I truly believe he is currently in a place that is not nurturing or loving. With this placement I hope to correct an error made two long and difficult years ago." He turned to me as Mrs. Horn began yammering at her lawyer about being incompetent and a fool. "Mr. Macmillan, Understand that this is a temporary placement. The children's services will be coming by to speak with you. Should they decide to remove Jimmy from your custody, I will not interfere. They make the final placements and I hope you will abide by their decision." "I will your honor. Can I ask a question though? Will the fact that I am not a British citizen preclude me from becoming Jimmy's guardian? I intend to make this community my home and want to give what I can back to the community that my long lost relative loved so much." I know. I was laying it on thick. "I will speak on your behalf in that. But I will not try to influence their decision. They will me the final authority on this." His gavel fell. Jimmy an I drove through the countryside to our temporary home in the next village. "What did you tell the judge Jimmy?" We both were jazzed. "Just what Mrs. Horn did and said to me. I knew the judge would believe me." "Why?" "He was my best paying customer! One I liked to play with because he was so nice to me." I laughed out loud. "Your shitting me!" "Nope. He told me he wanted me to be happy. He also told me he would miss our time together." Jimmy smiled. "I'm going to miss him too. But I am so glad to be out of Mrs. Horn's inn." "Well, Jimmy, the next thing we really need to do is get you a wardrobe." The fork in the road had a sign indicating a left would take us to the inn we would be living in and the right would take us to Glasgow, two hours away. "Wanna go shopping?" He cheered and we turned right.