Samurai Inc

Samurai Inc. 25 By David DAG1064@aol.com M/b, oral, anal

Author's Notes: This story is not real. All characters with the exception of Angus T. Jones, the young actor from the CBS show "Two and a Half Men" are fiction. All situations depicted are fiction. The appearance of Angus T. Jones does not mean he is gay nor should it even imply he is gay.

Samurai Inc. 25 "Danny Does Hollywood"

Danny's Journal

We got home to Logan's Mountain a week after Shiro's England adventure with Max Pirkis of "Master and Commander". While it is nice to go walkabout in different countries, there is something to be said about being home in the place where you feel most comfortable. Logan's Mountain is such a place for me.

Ever since Dave took me on from the Navy the day I was kicked out, I felt I had found my true home and calling. He never once made me feel any different about who and what I was. He and the others accepted me right away. In return, I did everything to make the mountain as secure as possible with all the high tech stuff I could get my hands on. I go hunting up there every so often and bring home duck, geese, deer, and the occasional string of fresh water rainbow trout. What meat we can't get into the freezer in the storage area I take into Denver and donate to a food bank I personally investigated to find out if those folks were on the up and up. They are usually so happy to see me and they give me a list of people to go see. It's the kids that benefit the most, and to see them smile always makes my day. It's kind of my way of giving back to my country.

Right now I'm out here in Hollywood, CA to see an old Army buddy of mine. Unfortunately he was called up at the last second to go into Iraq and handle some serious problems there that required his very special skill. All you need to know is that there will be a few less terrorists running around when he gets done. I got bored sitting around in my hotel room so I decided to go and see some of the sights. I definitely got an eyeful at the front door of the hotel. Hollywood is another whole word to it's self. There is no other place quite like this one. So many colorful people here. I remembered that Mac, the movie producer, had his office somewhere around here. So I checked a phone book and discovered I was a block away. Mac was in and I was sitting in an overstuffed leather chair in his spacious office smoking a maduro Cohiba cigar.

"It's so nice to finally meet you kid," Mac growled. "You guys have done so much for me. Shoulda have let me know you were coming."

"It was a last minute kind of thing," I said, sipping the glass of brandy. "I have an Army buddy here but the Army invited him to Iraq to play with some of his favorite toys at the last second. He was flying out just after I landed at LAX."

"So where are ya at?" Mac asked.

I told him and his eyes widened. "That place sucks. Lemme give ya a key to a little bungalow I got tucked away in the Hollywood Hills. Got a killer view, the refrigerator is well stocked with cold stuff, condoms and lube in the bathroom, and a fast set of wheels in the garage," he said, tossing a key at me.

"I couldn't impose on you," I said.

He leaned forward. "You guys have saved my bacon a few times, not to mention a few young men in the process. I owe you guys big time. No more arguments, boy!"

What could I say? "Aye aye, sir!" was the only response I could give.

The cab ground to a halt in front of the address nearly two hours later and I grinned. The front of the place looked nice. I paid the guy and walked up to the front door and opened it. I stood in the foyer and blinked at the sight. The place was spacious and very tastefully decorated. I left my bag in the living room and toured the rest of the house. There were three bedrooms and two full baths, one in the master bedroom. The second room obviously had to be Mac's home office. I opened the very expensive looking box on the desk and discovered it fully loaded with the same Cohiba cigars. This guy had very good taste. The third bedroom was a guest room. I checked out the kitchen and found it well stocked with food and cold beer. I also found several very expensive bottles of wine in the door of the refrigerator. My respect for this man rose another few notches. The phone rang and I turned to it. The answering machine kicked in and Mac's voice came out of the speaker.

"Hey kid, quit playing with yourself and pick up," he growled.

I smiled and picked up. "Hollywood Pleasure Palace."

Mac laughed. "Moral Majority, here to save your soul, provided it's still there."

Now it was my turn to laugh. "Mac, this place is way cool."

"Glad you like it, kid. Just called to tell you I'm off to Japan on a business trip. See ya in a week," Mac said.

"Good luck Mac," I said.

"Thanks kid," he said, and hung up.

I hung up the phone and smiled. David was right. Mac did seem like the Jewish grandfatherly type. I set my bag in the master bedroom and went to see what kind of car was in the garage. To my joy I found the 2004 BMW two door Beamer convertible. I couldn't wait to drive it. A lovely burgundy color with tan interior. I looked at my watch and decided to find a nice place to go for dinner. As I walked past the office, the fax machine dinged. Out of curiosity, I walked in and looked at what came out. Mac had done it again. He had arranged for dinner reservations at Spago's, a very upscale eatery in Beverly Hills, a private tour with a meet and greet with the bigwigs at CBS, NBC, ABC, Fox, Nickelodeon, and a private tour at the major movie studios as well as a meet and greet with those bigwigs. I saw huge moneybags. If I played my cards just right, I could bring in lots of business for Samurai and possibly get the major studios to invest in the fledgling movie business in Peckertown. I knocked down a cold beer and sat down. I took a few breaths to calm myself and then called home.

"Hawaiian Happiness," Sammo answered.

I chuckled. "California Dreaming calling."

I listened to Sammo laugh. You know, I never did ask who started that bit on the phones, but it sure is a lot of fun coming up with crazy business names.

"It's Danny. Anyone around?" I asked.

"Full house, bruddah. Whatcha wont?" he laughed.

I was all business now. "Conference. Hot possibilities, you horny Hawaiian."

"I knew you liked me in my grass skirt," Sammo chuckled.

"Actually, it's the coconut halves you wear over your tits that makes me hot," I snapped back.

There was a roar of laughter at the other end.

It was a little after seven thirty as I maneuvered the Beemer through the traffic on Sunset, stopping in the valet parking lane in front of the restaurant. I was seated in a nice spot in the place.

"Thank you. Mac raved about this place. He said the food and the service was excellent," I said to the man.

He smiled. "Mr. Markowicz is one of our favorite patrons. It is always a pleasure to meet his friends."

I smiled and extended one of our company cards. The man looked at it.

"Ah, I believe I've heard the name a few times. A pleasure to meet you sir," he said. "May I have the pleasure of bringing a bottle of Mr. Markowicz's personal favorite to you?"

I smiled. "Please do. I've seen his wines selections at his house and in his office and he does have very good taste."

He did, and that had to have been the best bottle of champagne I'd ever had. The food was exceptional. I even got to see a few of our friends as well. I was invited to a party and met Charlie Sheen there. I mentioned the CBS tour I was to take the next day and he told me to make sure I stopped by the set. I sat I would, and that's how I met Angus T. Jones, eleven year old "Jake" on the show. I had seen the show a few times and liked it a lot. My favorite episode was the one where "Jake" did a few scenes in his white Jockey shorts. I spent a few hours there and enjoyed the party and meeting the celebrities.

I was up and out by eight the next morning. After a quick breakfast at Lenny's, I drove over to the CBS studios where I was checked out by the security. They were everywhere as I walked into the main lobby for the studio. I was greeted by the receptionist and guided to a private waiting area. I met and talked to the bigwigs for nearly an hour, giving them a rundown on Samurai Inc. They seemed very impressed with our company and with what I had said about the fledgling film industry in Peckertown. I gave them numbers to call Jorgenson Enterprises in Arkansas.

I took the tour and spent nearly two hours on the set talking with Charlie Sheen and Angus Jones. He was a really nice kid and I liked his sense of humor. I decided to rent the videos he had appeared in later that night. Then it was on to another stop. I managed to get into the big three networks that day, leaving Fox and Nickelodeon for the next day. Most of the week was taken up by tours and meetings. I crossed my fingers and hoped that the meetings were productive for us and for Peckertown. It was now Friday evening, and I was looking forward to soaking in the hot tub and watch the lights come on in the valley below. The cell rang just as I eased into the hot tub.

"Samurai Inc., Danny Barnes speaking," I replied.

"This is Charlie Sheen calling. We need your help," he said.

I sat up. "I'm listening."

"In the last two days there's been threats called in at the set. The guy says he's gonna kidnap Angus," Charlie said. "I'll personally cover your fees if you protect him. The production's taking a break for a week, but the word to the public is that we are going to Hawaii for a much needed vacation and to possibly shoot an episode there. We've got it all planned out with the help of Hawaii PD. All we need you to do is keep the real Angus under wraps."

I smiled. "Not a problem." Then I had a brilliant idea. "FedEx him to me at Mac Markowicz's place in the Hills."

Charlie came back. "You want me to put him in a box and ship him to you?"

"That's kind of the idea," I said. "That way the bad guys don't follow him here. Ask me sometime about a director named Flamingo."

"Last I heard he's making condoms in the Arkansas State pen," Charlie said.

I chuckled. "I know. We had a hand in that one."

"You have got to tell me the story," Charlie said.

"I will. Now get him up to me and good luck with your scheme," I said.

"Call you when he's shipped out," Charlie said and then he hung up.

I sat and thought for a bit. Eleven was the youngest kid I'd ever thought about. Angus was certainly a very good looking boy. I wondered if it had been my imagination when he looked at me funny at one point in the tour. Charlie had pointed out something to me and had turned his back to me. Angus had looked at me and grinned, sticking the tip of his tongue out at me and wiggled his eyebrows. I wondered if he really knew what he had been doing when he was flirting with me. Was he asking me for something? I sighed. I hoped I could get through the week with him here.

The phone snapped me out of my thoughts. I reached for it and picked it up.

"Hello?" I answered.

I heard Charlie's voice on the other end. "This is FedEx calling. There is a special delivery for Mr. Markowicz. Will you sign for it?"

I grinned. "Yes I will."

"Thank you sir. Our driver will be at your residence in fifteen minutes," Charlie said. "Have a good evening."

I hung up the phone and got dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and double checked my Desert Eagle .357 before slipping it into my shoulder holster. The doorbell rang right on time and I went to the front door. I opened the door to find Emilio Estevez standing there.

"Good evening sir. Special delivery for a Mr. Markowicz. Can you sign here please?" he asked.

"With pleasure," I said, signing the clipboard for him as Charlie wheeled the box in past me.

I closed the front door and turned to face them and put the heels of my hands together and did the clap they had used in their movie together where they played trash men. Both men laughed out loud.

"That was Charlie's idea," Emilio explained as he opened the box to let Angus out. "Worked real well."

"One of my favorite movies," I said. "Nobody followed you?"

"Not even a second look," Charlie snorted.

I smiled. "I love it when a plan comes together."

Charlie grinned. "I'll have to remember that line."

"George Peppard, The A Team," I said as we all shook hands and said goodbye. Angus sighed and sat down on the couch.

I turned to him after the two men left. "Hungry?"

He looked up. "Yes."

I led him to the kitchen and looked into the refrigerator. I made up salad and pastrami sandwiches and we ate at the kitchen table.

"Wished I was going with them," he complained bitterly. "I've never been to Hawaii at all."

"There will be other opportunities," I said. "For right now your safety is very important. I know it sucks."

He looked up at me. "Thanks for helping me out."

"It won't take long for them to catch this whacko and put him out of business," I said. "He'll screw up and get caught."

Angus nodded and looked around. "This your place?"

"No. I live in Colorado on top of a mountain. My partner owns it and the business. I love it there," I said.

Angus grinned. "That must be awesome. Snow ski anytime you want, go hiking, and all that good stuff."

"Yup. What about you?" I asked.

"I'm here during production. Home is Texas," he said.

"Very cool," I said.

I sighed as I looked at the clock. "It's coming up on nine. Let's see what's on the dish."

We found a good movie and watched it. As the movie progressed, it seemed to me Angus was creeping closer to me. I wondered if he was trying to make a move on me. I didn't know very many eleven year old kids and I wondered if he was out or he was just feeling horny. I put my arm around him to see how he'd react. He scooted in very close and snuggled up next to me. I shivered from the contact and wondered where this would lead to. I hoped I wasn't digging my grave.

We went to bed at eleven. Angus settled into the guest room and I took the master bedroom. I tossed and turned for a bit while falling asleep. I dreamed of seeing him on the set at first. Then the dream turned erotic. I found myself on my back and Angus was between my legs, sucking my cock. He was doing a damn good job, too. I watched his head bob up and down on my sizable erection. It was so real.

So real that I woke up and discovered that Angus really was sucking my cock. His mouth felt so damn good on my cock. I couldn't help myself. I moaned out loud and Angus looked up into my face and grinned. He went back down on my cock and began sucking harder. It was taking everything I had not to cum so soon. I eventually lost that battle and felt my cock unload into his mouth.

"I'm cumming," I groaned.

Angus sucked harder and faster and I came some more. Finally I stopped cumming and Angus sat back on his heels and smiled at me. I looked at his cum covered face and whatever doubts I had disappeared. I sat up and took his face in my hands and kissed him. His young lips tasted sweet and fresh on mine. I spent a few minutes licking his face clean and then laid him down in the bed and started kissing his young boy body. Angus writhed and moaned in pleasure as I licked and sucked every inch of him until I came to his very erect five inches. This kid would be well endowed fully grown.

I began to explore his cock with mouth and tongue before sucking that fine piece of boy meat into my mouth and deep throating it. Angus cried out in joy, his pleasure increasing even more. I sucked hard and fast, rolling his young hairless balls between my fingers. I left his cock and worked down below his cock, gently sucking and licking his balls. I raised his legs up and began licking and sucking his hole. That really set the boy on fire.

"Get me off, please!" Angus pleaded.

I licked his hole a few more times and then came back up to his cock. I took his cock back into my mouth and slipped a finger inside his tight young hole. I massaged his immature prostate while I sucked him off. That proved to be his breaking point. Angus lost it completely, moaning and crying as he thrashed about underneath me while having an orgasm. I half expected something to come out of his cock, but nothing did. Angus was still dry. I backed off and gently rubbed his smooth chest while he came down from his sexual high.

"That was so fucking awesome," he whispered and closed his eyes.

His even slow breathing a few minutes later told me he was asleep. I moved behind him and pulled his back against my chest, spooning him into me and covered us with the sheet. I relaxed and a moment later I too, was asleep.

I woke up once more. The clock on the nightstand announced the time as being nine thirty. Angus wasn't in bed with me and I started to get up when he walked into the bedroom buck naked with a cup of coffee in his hand.

"Figured you'd want this," he smiled.

I did. He had anticipated my need for coffee. I sipped it and sighed. The only thing it was missing was fresh boy cream.

Oh well. I could live without it for a while. Angus sat on the edge of the bed and picked at the sheet and I had the feeling he wanted to talk.

"What's on your mind?" I asked him.

He looked up, his brown eyes looking thoughtful. "Does what we just did make me gay? I'm a little confused by it."

He was confused! Shit, he should hear the argument between my logical self and my hysterical self taking place. I sipped my coffee and thought for a moment.

"No. It's normal for a boy to want to have sex with another guy, to play around with him and discover what feels good," I said. "Nothing wrong with it."

Angus smiled. "Cool. I figure I have plenty of time to find out if I am going to be gay or straight. I just wanted to experience sex with a guy. Can we do it some more?"

The argument suddenly halted in my head when Hysterical realized Angus was asking for sex. Logical just smiled and then said I should slow things down and teach him some things and I thought that was an excellent idea.

"Angus, let's go have something to eat and then we'll sit down and talk. I think better on a full stomach," I said.

"Works for me," he said.

I made him dress for breakfast. Hot food spilt on the personal gear doesn't feel good. He sat at the table as I cooked up eggs, toast, bacon, and juice. Once breakfast was cleared away he wandered into the backyard and sat on a bench which looked out over the valley. I watched him for a moment then went into Mac's office. I went to the bookshelf and started looking at what books he had. I thought since Mac dealt with child stars on a regular basis he'd have some child development books on his shelf. What I found was an entirely different story. Mac was a boy lover. I stared at some of the books he had on his shelf. I grinned to myself and then eventually found what I thought was the perfect book.

I took it out to the back yard where Angus was sitting and for the next two hours we talked about a great many things, from his developing body and the changes that would happen as he gets older, (he said his Dad talked to him about that already but I wanted to cover that anyway), to all kinds of sexual activity that one does with a girl and a boy. He mentioned a few of his desires and I made note of them. By the time we finished talking Angus knew a lot more than he did before. I felt the two hours we spent talking was well worth it. Like the commercial says, the more you know the better informed you are. There's a lot of truth to it.

It was getting warm and Angus pulled his shirt off and dropped it on the bench we were sitting on.

"If you want to go naked that's fine with me. That's your choice. But if you lay out in the sun, make sure you cover up with plenty of sunscreen. Only rule is to dress for meals. That's it," I said.

Angus didn't waste any time stripping down. The lithe eleven year old stretched as I got up and adjusted the erection in my shorts and went into the house for a towel for him to lie on. When I came out, he had set up a sun bed close enough to the house. I spread out the towel over it while he rubbed the sunscreen into his skin and stroked himself a few times, getting the sunscreen on his penis. Angus then lay out and sighed. I went back into the house for a cold soda (too early in the day for a beer) and came back out with my holstered weapon (the Desert Eagle), a book (Richard Marcinko's newest thriller), and stripped down and got into the Jacuzzi and settled down for a long soak. The day was just perfect in my opinion. A nice cool breeze was coming in from the mountains between us and Malibu, the temps were in the mid seventies, and the humidity was perfect. I looked up an hour later to see Angus waking up.

"Turn over and I'll rub the sunscreen into your backside," I said.

Angus complied and I spent five minutes giving him a light massage with the sunscreen. He dozed off a moment later and I got back into the Jacuzzi and started reading again. An hour zipped by before I even realized it. I looked up when I heard Angus moving. He was stepping into the Jacuzzi and he sat down next to me, holding two bottles of cold water. I opened mine and took a drink and set it down.

"Feeling good?" I asked him.

"Yeah. You sure gave me a lot to think about, Danny. Thanks for being so patient with my questions," Angus said.

I smiled. "Enquiring minds want to know."

Angus chuckled at that. He rested his head against my shoulder for a moment and then I wrapped my right arm around him. He snuggled up against me and sighed.

It's hard being a kid these days, but Angus had the added load of being a kid actor. He knew what he was getting into from the start, and I had to salute his guts and courage for doing it.

A moment later he shifted his position to sit on my lap facing me. I ran my fingers over his face and then he leaned in to kiss me. Our mouths met in a passionate kiss. His hands explored my body while mine explored his. He rested against my body and I could feel his body heat against mine. He backed off a moment later and smiled.

"Getting a bit warm in here," he said.

We got out and I led him to the outdoor shower. We got under it and had a great time soaping each other up. It gave us more of an opportunity to explore each other.

"I think getting older and growing a bigger cock and having hair is a cool thing," Angus said. "I can't wait for it to happen."

"Don't be in a hurry for it to happen," I said, pulling his close to me and kissing his forehead. "It will happen in its own time."

"I know. I'm not a real patient person," Angus complained.

"Neither am I. But you have to be, and it will happen. Just wait is all," I said, rinsing his body clean.

We towel dried each other and then went into the house. Without really thinking about it we ended up in the master bedroom. I turned on the ceiling fan and lay down next to Angus.

I turned on my side and reached out my right hand and began touching him. Angus sighed in pleasure and relaxed. I used my fingertips lightly against his skin, getting him aroused. His tiny nipples rose along with his cock. I moved my fingertips over his nipples, gently touching them. Angus moaned out loud as my fingertips brushed against the tips of his erect nipples. I moved my fingers down his body, making him moan louder. I brushed my fingertips up and down the shaft of his boyhood, making him shiver. I took it in hand and began to stroke him off. Angus closed his eyes and moaned.

"Please suck me," he whispered.

I obliged, taking the young cock into my mouth. I pleasured the boy's young cock, bobbing up and down with my lips firmly around it. Angus got more animated, crying out his pleasure as he thrashed about underneath me. There was no doubt he was feeling very good. Then he stiffened up and cried out loud. He was having his orgasm. I sucked him faster until he pushed my head off his cock.

"Couldn't take it anymore," he gasped.

I nodded. "Sorry."

I rubbed his broad chest, feeling the developing muscle. There was no doubt in my mind he would be quite a man when he got done growing up. He relaxed for a bit and then looked at me.

"My turn to pleasure you," he said.

"Take your time. Don't be in a hurry. Enjoy what you're going to do," I instructed him as he sat next to me.

Angus nodded and then began exploring my body once more. His fingers felt so nice on me. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sensations. But there was still that tiny part of me that had reservations about having sex with a young boy. I hoped I wasn't damaging him for life.

Angus took his time. I felt his fingertips gently explore me all over. The feelings were incredible. I gave into my feelings finally and the pleasure got even better. I felt his fingers curl around my tool and then I felt his mouth on it. Angus was giving me head. He must have learned a lesson or two from me because he started sucking my cock really good. I moaned my pleasure out loud. I opened my eye to watch Angus bob up and down on my cock. He was doing it so good. Then he stopped and looked at me.

"I want your cock inside me," he said.

I looked at him. "Are you sure? Think about that really good."

"I have and I want it," he said.

I nodded. There was no denying him. I had Angus lie across my lap with his ass in the air. As I worked to stretch and lubricate his little boy pussy for his first fuck, I told him exactly what to do.

"I'm going to lie on my back. You will squat over me and slowly sit on my cock. Take your time in doing it. There will be some pain the first time. That's normal. Just go slow and take your time," I coached him.

"Okay," he gasped. "That feels so good!"

When I thought he was ready, I rubbed a bit of KY onto my cock and then helped him into place. He took a breath and let it out and then started to sit on my cock. I felt my cockhead at his virgin gate start to push in and open him up. I looked into his face and saw his eyes were closed. He let out another breath and pushed out slightly. My cock head slipped in a bit further. Angus moaned softly and then pushed down a bit further. I could feel the boy's anal lips around my cockhead, squeezing it tight. I had to fight to keep from cumming right then. Angus pushed down a bit more and then my cockhead popped right inside of him. He stopped and held still for a moment.

"That feels so awesome!" he cried out.

After a moment he pushed down a bit more, taking more of me inside of him. The whole process took five minutes, but in the end he managed to take seven inches of my nine inches inside of him. Angus relaxed for a moment and smiled down at me.

"This feels really awesome," he smiled.

Angus started to ride my cock slowly, moving it inside of him. I sighed and enjoyed feeling a young boy's virgin ass clamped around its first cock. Angus was slowly rocking back and forth on me, his eyes closed, muttering to himself. The faster he moved the hotter I got. Suddenly Angus dismounted me, rolled onto his back, pulled his legs back and presented his no longer virgin ass to me. I didn't hesitate. I slipped my cock into him gently and began to fuck the youngster's ass.

"Do it, ride me, Danny!" Angus pleaded.

I did. I picked up the pace, slamming my cock into him deeper each time. His asshole was so tight on my cock that it didn't take long for me to cum.

"I'm cumming, Angus. I'm going to shoot my cum into you," I breathed into his ear and then I was.

His ass was so nice and tight I must have shot gallons it felt so good to ejaculate inside of him. It was definitely one of my best orgasms to date. I knew Angus was having an anal orgasm. His body was shaking and he was crying out his passion. I kept fucking him until I ran out of cum to give. I sighed in relief and slowly pulled out of him.

Angus immediately turned into me and started crying into my shoulder. He was so full of his emotions from the experience I knew. I was sure he'd remember this day for the rest of his life.

The phone woke us up. I fumbled for the receiver as I tried to wake up. I looked at the clock and was shocked to see it was six in the morning.

"Yo," I whispered into the phone.

"Yo ho, yo ho, me matey!" Charlie Sheen's voice came down the line. "Pack yer cutoffs, pack Angus, and get yer butts out here."

I snapped to. "The shark bit?"

"Bit? He took the fucking bait, fishing pole, cops and all. We nailed his ass four 'o clock this morning trying to sneak into the hotel. He was armed, but you just can't beat a dozen pissed off cops and a platoon of retired Navy Seals. Gotta have some serious stuff to beat that royal flush," Charlie Sheen said.

I started to laugh. Angus looked at me as if I had flipped out. He took the phone from me and started talking to Charlie.

"What's going on? Danny's flipped out," Angus said.

A moment later he started cracking up. Once I regained control, I got back on the phone.

"Now you have discovered something countless tangos, terrorists, and assorted bad guys have found out the hard way. Never mess with a Navy Seal. You'll get your ticket punched permanently on a one way ride to hell," I said, grinning.

The extremely loud hooya at the other end told me Charlie had me on a speakerphone.

"One more thing," I said. "Alert the bars and have them check their insurance policies. The Weasel is a comin'."

"Somebody call out the Navy Seals!" a voice said. "Wait a minute, we are the Seals! Never mind!"

"We'll be there in a few hours. Try not to drink the town dry until then," I cracked, a huge smile on my face.

"We'll save you something," Charlie promised.

I hung up and turned to Angus. "Get packed. We are off to sunny Hawaii."

Angus grinned. The day was definitely off to a good start.

Did I ever tell you how much I hate commercial airlines? The long lines. Security sticking their wands into forbidden places. The delays, cancellations, and other assorted screw ups. LAX was having that kind of day. Thank God I called first.

"I'm sorry sir, but the airport is completely closed due to a security alert," the lady informed me.

I sighed. "Not your fault. I hope who ever caused the problem gets his behind kicked."

"Same here," the lady said and then hung up.

I called the Navy base down in San Diego and talked to an old friend of mine, explaining my situation. He was more than willing to help. By the time Angus and I got down there in the early afternoon, he had arranged for us to be flown out there in a pair of Harriers that was being sent there. Angus was over the moon when I told him how we were getting there. I got him into a flight suit that was a near perfect fit and then the pilot coached him on what to do if we went down. Then he got Angus into the plane and got him comfortable with being inside of it. I had my camera with me so I took a few shots of him in the flight suit and being inside the Harrier. Then it was time to go so I climbed into the one I was riding. Angus was given the handle of "Tadpole" by the pilot. I used my nickname. Angus and Lt. Grant were off the ground first, and then Lt. Curry and me followed. I actually slept the whole two hour ride to Hawaii, waking up in time for the landing.

Someone at the Navy base in Hawaii must have called Charlie Sheen, because he was there along with Angus' parents at the hangar when we pulled up in the Harriers. Angus was overjoyed to see his folks again. They were impressed that I had arranged this and pulled it off. Then it was off to the new accommodations.

I sat on the back porch of the cabin I had been assigned sipping a cold beer as the retired Seals and Charlie Sheen sat around drinking theirs. I had just told the story of Flamingo and got a round of hooya's to the story. As the evening progressed, the men drifted out and went home one by one. Soon it was just me and Charlie.

"Thanks for everything. I mean that," he said.

I looked up from the trash can where I had been tossing the empty cans. "Glad to help."

"Just let me know what we owe you," he said before heading out the door.

I nodded and opened another beer and continued to clean up the mess. The argument inside my head over what had happened between Angus and me still raged. I wondered if I had done right by him or harmed him by introducing him to sex too soon. Even though Angus had asked for it, it still bothered me.

I know there are kids even younger having sex, but the thought of doing it with a young kid bothered me. A kid that age should still be enjoying their childhood, not running around and wanting to have sex. I guess the times have changed since I was that age. I remember being eleven and wanting to race my bike all the time back then. I never really had given sex a thought until I turned thirteen and started maturing. I kicked a beer can in frustration and sighed.

"Are you okay?" a voice asked.

I looked up to see Angus standing there in the moonlight on the back porch.

"I don't know," I said, turning away.

He touched my arm. "Is this about what we did last night?"

"Yes," I said. "I think you're too young to be thinking about sex right now. You're just eleven. You're still a kid. You should be concerned about doing kid things and being an actor."

Angus smiled. "Mom and Dad have always told me I am very mature for my age. Being an actor opened my mind to a lot of things. I've dealt with the subject of sex in a few episodes on the set. I knew what it was a long time ago. Like I said, I'm not sure if I am gay or straight. Thanks to you, I know what the difference is. Thanks to you, I now know what gay sex is. I have been jacking off for some time and I enjoy the feelings. What we did together I truly enjoyed. You didn't hurt me at all."

I sighed in relief, and the argument in my head went away. I knew now that it was all right. I would have to sit down with Logan when I got back and then maybe call Zeus or maybe I'll just go to Peckertown and see the big man. Maybe he can explain all of this better.

I looked up to see Angus dropping his shorts on the floor. The naked boy smiled at me and I felt myself get hard.

"Let's go swim for a bit," he said.

I dropped the last trash bag on the porch and followed him down to the beach once he had undressed me. Under the full moon, we played in the surf and chased each other all over the vacant beach. In the hour we spent on the beach I felt young again. Then he ran into me and I picked him up in my arms and carried him to the outside shower. I washed him clean, dried him off, and carried him to my bed.

He looked at me with eyes full of trust.

I laid him flat on his back and started making love to him. Angus reacted to the pleasures I gave him, his body writhing as he moaned. I sucked his cock. Licked his boy hole. Licked his entire body, tasting the scent of the soap I used on him in the shower. Sucked his tiny nipples. Then I laid him on his back and lubed him up and carefully fed his hungry hole my cock. Angus moaned deliriously as I made love to him. I kept going until I came inside of him. We snuggled down together and kissed. Angus smiled as he closed his eyes, going to sleep in my arms. I no longer had any doubts.

The phone rang the next morning and I opened one eye and stared at it. It kept ringing. Persistent thing.

"Hello?" I answered it and looked around for Angus.

"Is Angus with you?" Charlie Sheen asked. "Nobody's answering the phone in their room."

I was out of bed in seconds. I grabbed my shorts and grabbed my gun, and after a quick search of my rooms went out onto the porch where my shoes were. After getting them on I went next door where Angus and his parents were. The glass sliding door was open and I inspected the lock. It had been forced. I moved quietly into the room, my gun up in front of me. A fight had taken place. The room was a mess. I didn't see any blood on the floor or the walls. A good sign. I checked the closets and the bathroom. Nobody there.

Angus and his parents were gone. This did not look good. I cursed and the reacted when the door flew open, drawing my gun on a cop. We both blinked at each other and then I surrendered my weapon. After ID's had been established, I went back to my room and sat on the bed and tried to think. My phone rang.

"Hello?" I replied.

"Danny?" a very scared Angus said.

I jumped to my feet. "Angus, are you all right?" I asked as I waved frantically to a cop.

"For now. This guy grabbed my folks and me this morning. I don't know where we are right now. He wants five million bucks from you to get me back. He'll call you in an hour," Angus said and the line went dead.

I came close to mangling the phone. The turkey from the other night had been a diversion and all of us had fallen for it, hook, line, and sinker. I felt completely stupid. I sat down and tried to get my brain working. I needed a plan.

Said plan materialized an hour later. The retired Seals stepped in and offered to help. The money would be borrowed from a local Federal reserve and the suitcase would be bugged. What I didn't know was that a second plan had been hatched and that it would involve a second tracker being planted on the suspect car. I got the call just as the money was delivered.

"Mr. Barnes," the smooth voice said.

South America. Had to be. I suddenly wondered if any of Evan's old people was behind this. I'd find out soon enough.

"What you want," I snapped.

"Temper, temper, Mr. Barnes. Just do what I tell you and young Angus will be just fine," he said.

I took a breath and managed to curb my temper. The cop next to me nodded.

"Now, shall we get down to business?" the voice asked.

The more he talked, the more I flipped through my mental rolodex of names, faces, and voices of those I had tangled with in the past and it finally stopped at one voice. But it couldn't be him. I had popped him on a mission in South America a few years ago for using little kids to make his drugs.

"Manuel del Varge," I breathed.

The laughter from the other end startled me. "Very good, Senior Barnes! I thought you had forgotten."

The cop shivered as my eyes turned blood red with anger. "I never forget a child abuser. You're mine, slime ball. Better start digging your grave, bub."

He laughed again. "Promises, promises. Fortunately I hold the cards now. I haven't forgotten how you destroyed my operation. Revenge will be mine, not to mention five million dollars to start it up again. Little Angus will be my first slave."

I was shaking from fury. The cops looked at me and motioned for me to calm down.

I took a deep breath and relaxed. "The money is being assembled as we speak. I estimate another hour before I have it."

"Good," Varge's voice purred. "I shall call within the hour."

He hung up and I stood there for a moment and then put the phone down. Someone handed me a cup of coffee and I sipped at it until I was calm once again.

"How do you know this guy?" a cop asked.

I leaned against the table and sighed. "I used to be Navy Seal. I was on a mission to Columbia on a different matter and during the mission I found out about this guy. After the mission was done I went looking for him with a few friends. We found his operation and destroyed it and freed the kids he had imprisoned that he forced to make his drugs for him. I was sure he died when the mansion went up."

The cop grinned. "Good. I'm sure Hawaii will want to have him as a guest in our gray-bar hotel. They'd love him there."

"Then here's your big chance to have him when I'm done with him," I said.

There was a knock on the door and the closest cop answered it. Two men entered with a pair of large suitcases between them. They set them down and nodded.

"All set," they reported.

I nodded. I turned to my war bag and pulled out a six inch S&W .357 and a screwdriver and went to work. I removed the grips I had on it and turned to the cops.

"Anybody got another transmitter that would fit in here but not interfere with the workings?" I asked.

The tech smiled and dug into his box. A moment later we had a transmitter secured inside the frame and I put the grips back on and then reloaded it with 245-grain hollow points. If Varge was going to take whatever weapons I had off me, it would be this one. I could afford to lose this one.

"That should give us an extra edge," I said.

The cops nodded. "Good thinking."

Now the wait for the phone call started.

Said phone call came in right on the nose. I picked up on the third ring and heard his slimy voice come down the wire.

"Senior Barnes. I trust you have the money now?" he asked.

I nodded. "Yes. I would like to talk to Angus first."

"Of course. Your young friend has a lot of spunk, and I like that. It will be so much fun to break him," Varge said.

I controlled my temper as I heard a voice in the background. Then Angus came on.

"Danny?" he asked, really scared.

"Hey kid, how ya doing?" I asked.

I heard him take a breath. I'm okay, thanks for asking. You're so sweet."

Angus emphasized the word sweet. I looked around the room at puzzled faces.

"Thanks for saying so, Angus. Now just relax and hang in there. Every thing will be fine," I said.

"You and your folks okay?" I asked.

"Yes," he said, sounding a bit more steady. "He's feeding us and giving us plenty of pineapple juice to drink. I do get a bit dehydrated from time to time."

I got more puzzled looks. "That's good. Let me talk to him now."

"Okay," he said and handed the phone over.

"I hold all of the cards, Senior Barnes. Soon I shall have you in my hands, and we shall play a little game, yes?" he chuckled.

"Sure," I said. "Just tell me where you are."

He laughed. "Cell phone number please."

I gave him mine and a cop quickly opened the back and copied down some numbers and put the battery back in place and turned it on. The phone in my hand went dead. A moment later my cell went off.

"You answered quickly. Very good," Varge's voice said. "Now this is what we will do."

I won't bore you with the details of the hide and seek game we played. As I drove the car towards the meeting place, I kept going over in my mind what could happen. However, there wasn't any thing I could do until I had found Angus. Then it would be a different ballgame.

I pulled into the back of a taco stand on the edge of town and waited. I looked up into my rearview mirror and saw the black van pull in behind me. A man got out of the van and walked up to my window. I looked into the scarred face of Manuel del Varge.

"Been a while, Senior Barnes. I have looked forward to this day," he smiled.

I pulled my gun and pointed it at him and he smiled. He raised his hands and suddenly something stung me in the neck. I saw his face get blurry as I realized he'd shot me with a dart with sleeping juice inside it. I fell over as every thing went black.

I woke up sometime later and found myself tied to a chair. I blinked as I woke up, regaining my senses. I looked around the place and suddenly realized what Angus had been trying to tell me. I was inside an abandoned pineapple processing plant. I grinned. Smart kid for trying to tell me what was up. I heard a noise and looked behind me to see a couple inside a cage. That had to be the Joneses.

"Are you okay?" the man called out.

I nodded. "For now. I'd much rather be wearing something else other than these ropes."

The man laughed at my joke. "We much rather be somewhere else ourselves."

"Where's Angus?" I asked.

"We don't know. That nasty man took him somewhere after he tied you into the chair," the lady said.

I leaned over and began to check things out. As far as I could see, there wasn't anything hooked to the chair that would go boom when I moved. Mistake number one. I looked up when I heard him approaching. A smile covered his face.

"So nice to know I got the drop on you nasty do gooders this time out," he chortled. "Don't worry, you'll be checking out soon."

Now I knew for sure he was cracked. He smiled as he drew a box of matches out of his pocket and slowly dragged one along the side of the box and it lit. He held it up and examined the tiny flame.

"Fire is such a powerful thing. It cooks our food, warms our homes, provides light at a campfire, destroys things, and kills," he said, leering at me. "The fire you set to my house nearly killed me. It ate into my face, destroying my good looks. It destroyed every thing I worked so hard for."

"Things you bought with the drug money earned off the backs of the child slaves you had," I remarked.

"You took from me things that were not yours to take. You took my drugs and burned them all. You took my slaves and freed them. You nearly took my life. That cannot be forgiven. Now it is my turn to take from you your life, and the boy that is your friend. Goodbye Senior Barnes," he hissed, and dropped the burning match into a pile of rags a few feet from me.

The rags must have been soaked in gas, because they went up fast. I watched him laugh his head off and then walk away. Doom on you, fucker. That was your last mistake. I managed to get to my feet and tiptoed slowly to the edge of the floor. I looked over the edge and saw the drop to the next one wasn't too far down. I turned around and faced the couple in the cage.

"Be right back," I said, and then leaned backwards.

My landing wasn't the best one, but it did accomplish what I wanted, and that was to break the chair. I got loose of the ropes and quickly climbed up to the floor. The fire was spreading fast. I hopped on one foot as I retrieved my lock pick tools from the heel of my boot, and then put it back together. I ran to the cage and had it open in seconds. As I got the Joneses out of the cage, I heard what sounded like a truck crashing through a wall downstairs. I ran to the table nearby and didn't find any weapons. I guided them to the stairs and down them. I could hear sirens outside and knew the fire department was here. Good. The transmitters must have worked really well then.

Two firemen appeared out of the smoke and guided the couple outside as I found a couple boxes on a nearby table. Opening them I found two H&K MP-5 subguns and a dozen loaded clips for them. I quickly loaded one and shot out the skylights, letting the smoke out fast. Now I could see much better. I jogged towards the back of the plant and found the escape route Varge used to escape. I found a second boat tied up but I didn't touch it. I didn't trust it. I looked up when I heard the growl of some seriously mean engines coming towards me. A man brought a boat into the dock.

"Go get him Weasel," the man said.

I jumped in as he pushed me off. "He went south!"

I hit the throttles as I turned the boat nearly on a dime and the engines kicked in big time. The boat roared out of the docks area and out to open sea. I looked at the beeping device on the dash and realized it was a receiver, picking up a transmitter device. Varge. Son of a bitch must still be wearing the six shooter he took off me. I grinned.

"Bad boy, bad boy, whatcha gonna do when I catch your ass," I sang as the salt air rushed past my face.

Two miles up in front, Angus huddled on the floor as Varge whistled merrily. Angus was scared. He looked up at the man and wished there was a way to escape.

"Don't worry, boy!" Varge laughed. "You'll love my new house! You'll be my very personal houseboy, there to take care of my needs when I want some nice boy ass to fuck, and a hot mouth to suck my manhood!"

"Fuck you!" Angus shouted.

The man looked at him and then kicked him in the face. Angus went sprawling backwards and landed on his back.

"I'll do the fucking if you don't mind," Varge snarled.

He pulled the six-shooter and placed it within easy reach on the dashboard as he stood up and continued his driving. Angus moved until he was sitting up against the side of the boat seat inside of the little cabin. That left Varge wide open. Mistake number three.

It didn't take me long to catch up. I used the spotting scope on the Dragenov 7.65 mm sniper rifle I found in the boat. I didn't know how it got there, and I wasn't about to ask at the moment. I was glad it was there. Varge must have sensed something because he turned around and saw me coming. The shock on his face was priceless.

"Here I come to save the day!" I sang out in glee.

He whipped the six-shooter off the dashboard and fired all six rounds in a panic. I stayed down until all six rounds had gone past me. I rose up and took up the Dragenov in hand and sighted down the scope and then fired. The round hit his left shoulder, picking him up and throwing him against the steering wheel. That set him off. He ducked down for a moment and then came up with a subgun of his own and shot out the entire clip in one go. I waited until he was done and then came back up and shot him once more. That really set him off. He grabbed a long tube and pointed it at me. That's when Angus reacted. He used his left foot to kick at the joystick causing the boat to go in reverse quickly. That in turn knocked Varge off balance. He fired the rocket nearly straight up into the sky.

I had only one chance at this. I slowed down a little and came alongside his boat. Angus was quick to react to the lucky break he'd created and jumped. The stunt paid off as Angus rolled into the back of the boat unharmed. I shoved the throttles forward hard and took off fast. The rocket came down seconds later. When the smoke cleared, it was obvious the rocket had removed the front end of the boat. Then a totally deranged Varge stood up with another subgun.

He was a total mess, covered in his blood. He opened fire on us as we sped away, the bullets pinging off the engine cover. I turned to watch him slowly sink into the water along with the second half of the boat. Before I could act to save his life, shark fins broke the surface and charged. I knew it was too late. His eyes bugged out as he shrieked loudly in Spanish and then the shark yanked him under. He came up twice more as I charged back towards him, my own subgun working to try and save him. Then he went down for the final time. Manuel del Varge was dead.

I turned the boat towards the shore and headed back. I untied Angus and he wrapped himself around me tight. I rubbed his back for a moment to reassure him.

"Is it over now?" he asked.

I nodded. "It's over."

Then Mr. Murphy chose to make his long overdue entrance. The engine began making choking sounds as the boat slowed down and then stopped as the engine died.

"What the fuck!" I exclaimed.

I looked around the back of the boat and discovered bullet holes in the cover. There was gas leaking out two or three of the holes and I knew why. At least we didn't get blown up. I sighed.

"Good news, bad news scenario," I said. "Bad news is that he shot the engine up. We're dead in the water."

Angus looked puzzled as I headed down into the cabin area. "What's the good news?"

"Radio still works, there's plenty of food and water, a thick sleeping bag and a few pillows. Gonna be some time before they find us," I said, raising the radio mike.

Angus put his hand on my hand and pushed the mike away from my face. "Why be in such a hurry to be rescued? I need to thank my hero properly."

I smiled at the idea. "What do you have in mind?" I asked.

He stood on his tiptoes and kissed me. Then he stepped back and slowly stripped naked while giving me the come hither look.

"For your eyes only," he whispered as he exposed his boy body to me.

I dropped the mike and took him into my arms and we kissed. Angus slowly stripped me naked and we stretched out on the opened wide sleeping bag and began making love. His young boy body against mine had me hard in seconds.

"He sure comes to attention quick. He needs a reward," Angus whispered as he took my cock into his mouth and began sucking me off.

I closed my eyes and shivered. His young wet warm mouth felt good on my cock. No doubts in my mind anymore. I sighed as he sucked my cock into his throat. I moved until I was able to reach his cock and started pleasuring him as well. For the next five minutes we 69ed, enjoying each other's cock. I was starting to reach my point of no return when Angus slipped off my cock, pushed me onto my back and then straddled my hips. He took my cock in his hand and guided it to his hole. He slowly pushed himself down on my cock. I could feel my cockhead open his young boy pussy lips and slip inside of him. Angus let his head go back and he moaned out loud in pleasure as he continued to push down onto my cock. Finally he was sitting on my hips and he looked down at me and smiled.

"He feels so good in there. I love having him in there," he sighed.

Angus began to bounce up and down on me, my cock moving inside his ass. He had an incredibly tight ass and I loved it. Angus began to scream out in pleasure as he fucked himself on my cock.

"Yes... oh God... so good... love this... fucking me... uh!" he screamed out loud, his young soprano voice getting louder each time.

I finally had enough. I pushed him off and put him on his back and grabbed his ankles, spreading his legs wide. Angus grabbed my cock and guided it back to his hole.

"Fuck me Danny! Fuck me hard!" he yelled.

That's exactly what I did. I shoved in and started rabbit fucking the little boy. He damn near went wild as I rode his little boy ass hard. Angus panted, whined, moaned, and yelled out his joy the entire time I fucked him silly. Finally I reached my breaking point.

"Gonna fill your ass with my man cum right now!" I yelled as I unloaded, shooting my cum through my cock and into his tight well fucked ass.

Angus writhed underneath me as I ejaculated deep inside of him, seven or eight hard shots of hot man cum. Both of us cuddled each other once I was done fucking Angus. He smiled up at me as we kissed.

"How long before they find us?" he asked.

I sighed. "I have no idea."

He smiled and I had the feeling he wanted to go again. I just hoped I could keep up with him. To my surprise I did.

They found us the next day after I made the call at sunrise. We had spent the night having the most intense sex I'd ever had. I knew Angus would be taken to the hospital and be examined, so I searched the boat for some kind of cleaning gear to clean him out and to my surprise I did find an enema kit.

Angus understood why I was cleaning him out and decided to tell them Varge hurt him but I had arrived on the scene before he could do any more. I agreed with that story. The Coast Guard came alongside and we got onto their boat. I gave them the story that I had to hotwire a lantern battery to the radio to call out and they bought it.

The reunion with the parents was heartwarming. I was glad to see them back together again. I had a family at one time but they had passed on and I was alone. Well, not quite alone. Logan and his sons had made me their brother and Uncle and that made me feel warm inside to know that someone cared for me. I watched Angus go off with his parents and at that moment I wanted to go home and be with my family. It was time to go home.

END SAMURAI INC. 25