Scarecrows from Jupiter by: Zane Hunter-Green
This story is copy-write by the author. Please do not place on another site without permission from the author. Do not read if your age or the laws of your country do not allow you to read this type of material. This is a fictional story, with sex between boys, and men and boys. This writer is solidly against harming a boy in any way, yet believes that fiction should make you think. I want to thank Teglin and Ganymede for inspiring me with their stories. They have both created story-worlds on the level of the best professional writers. I would rather escape into their pretend worlds than other writers who publish horror,mystery, romance etc. Comments are appreciated at ZaneG7@excite.com, and help me grow on my quest to become a better writer.
Scarecrows from Jupiter By: Zane Hunter-Green
Conference-Lake Geneva 2089
"That was a close one!" The airtaxi driver turned to the well-dressed American in the back seat. "Do they drive like that where you're from?" he asked.
"Worse." Edmund muttered.
"I'm going into the third air-lane, it shouldn't be as bad. The ground lane is backed up for miles."
Normally Edmund would have been talkative and responding politely to the driver, but he just received an instant message from the boy he had been communicating with during the last month. The boy whom he had already fallen in love with was calling him. The boy that had been assigned to him! His boy! The boy who had become his entire world! His silence signaled the driver that he wished to be left alone, he had work to do. Some work! He inserted the spongy silver ear-pilot so he could hear the voice of his angel, then he unfolded a wallet size keyboard so he could type back to the boy. He didn't want the driver invading his privacy. He and Nikki had grown very intimate since he was given the boys E-mail address last month.
"Hi, Edmund, do you read me?"
"Yes Nikki, I'll have to teach you some more code, won't I?."
"Can, you see me?"
"No dear boy, I'm not alone, so I'm not using a vid screen. I can hear you though, I have my ear in."
"I guess I can tell that you can't see me you're typing back. That means I'll have to tell you that I'm naked."
"I'm in a air-car Nikki. If I were anywhere else I would hook up the screen. Well just thinking about you sitting there talking to me like that has me electro- wired."
"I'm magno-wired"
"I bet you are Nik!"
"Tell me what I look like Edmund."
"If you haven't grown twenty inches today, or turned into a gorilla while I wasn't looking, you're my perfect little boy. You have pale golden hair that looks like a dragon mane. You have sky-colored eyes, the cutest dimples on your cheeks, a pug nose that I want to touch, red lips that I want to kiss and kiss and--"
"Do you just want to just kiss my lips. I stuck out my tongue and I'm tickling your nose. I didn't have to undress Edmund for you just to kiss my lips you know."
"What may I kiss?" Edmund knew the answer, Nikki was the hottest little boy he had ever met.
"You can kiss my things, you know my privates, only for you they'll never be private."
"OMG, I'm running my tongue down your tummy. It tastes golden brown, like honey warmed in the sun, Oh I'm going down now for my landing, oops I must have missed it, I back up, oh yes! I find the most delightful little morsel. It's perfect for my mouth, I tickle the end first, the pee-hole which tastes better than warm honey."
"What does it taste like?"
"Um, a little bit salty like the ocean, and sweet. It tastes like salt-water taffy."
"It's getting really hard now, Edmund."
"I can tell Nik, it was soft taffy, and now it's a taffy-flavored candy stick. I lick it, and I suck at it for an hour"
"Then what are you going to do to it?"
"I'm going to travel downward and roast two pale marshmallows."
"How are you going to roast them?"
"I'm going to press them against my tongue, and then I'm going to lick and lick until the friction makes them toasty warm, they will be so warm they will tingle."
"They're doing that Edmund, it feels so good! Turn me over and do my back, pleaseee"
In the last several days their sex play had progressed all the way. Edmund sighed with delight as he thought how close he was with this boy, and they had not met face to face yet. Nikki would be his squire for the next four years. Was a man ever more blessed!"
"I'm on my back Edmund. I have my arms wrapping around my legs, and my ass is facing the screen."
"You have the cutest bottom a man ever saw Nik, I am carefully stroking between the crack."
"It feels good, will you stick a finger in my hole?"
"I'll do better than that, my tongue which is warm, desires to taste you there too, I can't stop it. Now it's licking the outside of your anus, now it is slowly making it's way into it, into you. Into your canal."
"What do I taste like?"
"Sugar and spice and everything, no they sat that about girls, they need to say it about boys like you. You taste like ambrosia."
"What's that?"
"It's what you taste like."
"I'll look it up later, when we have to stop. Edmund I have a flashstick, can I put it inside me and pretend it's you?"
"Nik, you could hurt yourself"
"I'm going to do it Edmund, one of the boys gave it to me. He said it would make me ready for you, do I just force it in, I'm trying but it really hurts, and it doesn't want to go in."
"Stop Nikki!"
"Ouch, it's in a little, and sticking out."
"Look, take it back out carefully"
"Oouchy, why does it hurt?"
"Is it out now?"
"Yes, it's a little bloody."
"Make sure that it's not breakable, doesn't have any sharp edges and loose parts, please inspect it Nik. You should only insert something down there that's been designed for sex."
"Like what?"
"Like me, Nikki."
"It's okay now, please let me be ready for you."
"Can you wash it first with some soap?"
"I did Edmund, I'm going to put it back in now."
"Before you try, take your finger and play with the opening."
"I'll pretend that it's you. I feel tender and wrinkly down there, it itches."
"Nik, lad, I have a better idea, don't push it any further. Please wait for me."
"Will you love me right away then? I really really want you to."
"Yes, the very first chance we're alone together, I promise."
"But Edmund, I don't know what to do. I feel so bad that you'll have to teach me how to do it."
"Nikki, it will bring me the greatest pleasure in the world to show you that kind of love, if that is what you want."
"I want! Edmund, I think I hear someone."
"Put your clothes back on Nik, I don't want you getting into trouble."
"I'm getting dressed now."
"Good, Now promise me that you'll get rid of the flash stick, and wait for me."
"Yes, I promise you Edmund. I'll wait for you, oops I have to go Edmund, They're calling me to mop the floors, will I have to do that when I leave the youth center, and come and live with you? I won't mind really"
Don't worry about mopping I can think of other chores for a boy to do, like reading and studying and taking care of a new pet."
"I can have a pet? Really? I always wanted my own Holi-pet."
"Not a holograph pet, a real one unless you insist on having an elephant, or the Lock Ness monster or something. You can create dozens of them with your bedroom vids anytime you want."
"I get to have a real live pet, like a cat or a dog?"
"Yes you even get to pick it out yourself."
In wonder a tiny voice came back: "I can have a real animal!"
"There's too many imaginary animals wandering around my office as it is, it will be nice to come home to a boy and his- -"
"His DOG! I can't wait Edmund. I hate it here! I'd tell you more about it but you said when I tell you sad things about my life, it makes you sad too."
"I'll make you happy Nik, I promise."
"I love you Edmund, I got to go now."
"I love you too sweetheart, only five more days, and you'll be with me."
"That's 120 hours."
"No, just 118 hours Nikki. We'll make it..."
. If it hadn't been such an honor to receive the Platonic award he would not have jet propelled to Switzerland. As it was he had to cancel a few meetings, and postpone a project. His work in vid design, creating forms that could make children happy had earned him the award. He had been trying hard to clear the deck though so he could spend the next few months elusively with Nikki.
Finally the air-car entered the hotel circle, and he used Euro dollars to pay the fare. He sent his luggage with a bellhop to his room and went immediately to the ballroom. Hopefully they hadn't already given out the awards. He entered the back of the ballroom of the Hotel Le Derne, trying hard not to draw attention to himself, as the morning agenda was well under way. He sat in one of the back rows in a chair that was unoccupied by the aisle, and then he listened, half-heartily to the speaker. He noticed on the agenda that had been handed to him at the door; that the speaker was talking about the dark ages for boy lovers, before the child laws were changed.
"In the beginning of the twenty-first century, children, especially boys were affected by the shattered home-life they were subjected to. The vast majority of boys, who were living with one parent, most commonly the mother lost the contact with a male adult role model and mentor. Increasingly depression and anti-social behavior became apparent in boys. It reached a social landmine and because of the battery of fear and hysteria, all men, even biological fathers were afraid to touch their children. Some psychologists were speaking on behalf of children needing affection on one hand, and talking of negative touches with the other. The more that society tried to protect the children, harm from isolation became apparent. Finally copying some of the practices of natural child rearing we reached the point where the men-boy pact came of age. A child would be computer generated with his perfect mentor.
An adult would be chosen who could give each individual boy the exact activities and types of attention he required. In a modern duplication of the castle-system, a boy would be a squire to his perfect knight."
Edmund smiled to himself, his last boy had grow up and gone off to University two years ago. Ron had been a wonderful boy who needed intellectual companionship, as well as a physical relationship. Edmund had been a young man when Ron came to live with him; there would be a larger gap in ages between himself and Nikki who was only eleven. He had been matched to Nikki a year ago; they were more than a perfect fit. He had his first electronic contact a month ago and a romance that was almost unheard of developed quickly between them.
It was considered to be better that a boy didn't have contact with his man until they were sure it was going to be a final placement. It was detrimental to the boy, if he established an in-person relationship with a man, and for one reason or another the relationship was made void before the final months.
Now, however He and Nikki were cemented together. He loved the little boy deeply, and was grateful the computer had done its job so well this time.
As the speaker droned on he took out the precious envelope he had first received with a photo image of Nikki a year ago. In the photograph Nik was playing at a water-park, he was ever a golden child. Silver-blond hair, cornflower-colored eyes and a lithe body that was barely hidden in the second skin of a swimsuit, which had made Edmund gasp the first time he saw the picture. He must have glanced at it a million times since.
Nik, he thought, we are going to have such fun. I already love you so very much! Now, I just have to get through the next 116 hours.
Honor's bestowed, banquets attended old friends to see, and admire their new space planes, duel- earth boats but mostly their boys. Some were between boys like Edmund; other's had their young friends in tow. Next year he had already accepted the request to be a speaker, and he would have Nikki with him. Imaging Nikki there with him was the only thing that kept him from ducking out of the final formalities. Edmund knew that it would be just as long a wait at home. The last evening dragged on. He thought that he had greeted all his old friends when a man came up to him cocked his eyebrow in an almost condescending way. He looked vaguely familiar, and the fact that Edmund with his memory for names couldn't place this man irritated him..
"So, you got the pick of the litter." The man said.
"Excuse me? You must have mistaken me for someone else. I do not breed hounds." Edmund recognized him now as nobility, and knew the man was a licensed foxhunter. He had seen his photograph in an E- magazine recently.
"And yet he's a runt isn't he?" Replied the man.
He couldn't be referring to Nik. Nikki was a small boy, but it was unheard of for a boy's photo-link to be passed around like they were some type of chattel. Edmund was saved from asking a question that might result in a confrontation when the man, Sir. Perston Lurrent did the eyebrow bit again and walked off. That had been the only distasteful event of the evening. Edmund was relieved when he could get out of there. He flew home that night.
Two days later he was taking a last look around his home. He thought that his home sparkled, yet looked inviting at the same time. He had hired a decorator to remodel a guestroom into the perfect retreat for a pre-teen boy. It had flying scooters; painting rocks and an assortment of robotic forms that could be made into any animal or plant form that Nikki desired. There were traditional games, as well as the techy toys that boys loved. The walls were white, ready to be programmed with the wall to wall video scenes that Edmund's company produced.
He was going to meet Nikki at a greeting center. Nervously he changed several times, finally deciding on a golf-style polo shirt, and jeans. He figured that Nik would be as nervous as he was.
Walking in the hallways of the Youth center, he was greeted by a smiling secretary.
"Mr. Konica. We are so happy to see you. The secretary must have used his name as a paging implant because instantly a counselor arrived on the scene.
"Hello Edmund, your boy has been here for several hours waiting for you. I have never seen anyone more anxious to meet their new "Dad".
"I feel the same way about Nikki. Take me to him now James, please." It was the final countdown time, the last 3 hours had been the slowest in his life.
"Just follow me Sir," said James.
Edmund felt butterflies as they neared the room where Nikki would be waiting for him He almost felt like his own voice was breaking again he was so excited. He followed James down the hallway until they entered a room that reminded Edmund of movies he had seen detailing old schoolhouses during the days when children attended public places to receive their education. It finally struck him that this building was the shell of one of those places.
James opened a door to what at some distant time must have been a classroom. Edmund caught his breath, as he looked at Nikki in real life for the first time.
"Hello Nik--, James I think this in the wrong room, this is the wrong boy!"
The boy who looked at him with gray eyes wasn't Nikki. This boy had golden brown hair, and was taller than Nik would have, should have been.
The boy gave him a warm smile. "Hello Sir, I'm Andy. When they told me yesterday that you were going to be my Dad, I was so happy that I started to cry. They gave me your picture; look I made a frame for it. I hope I can put my picture next to yours." The unknown boy showed him the picture; it was his picture with hearts painted around it.
Edmund didn't know what to do; he was ready to tear the room apart looking for Nikki. The other boy was following him. Waiting for the smallest of signs of approval from Edmund.
"This is the correct room Edmund." James stated. " Andy is going to be your boy. You're a very lucky man." Said James calmly.
"Can we go out of the room and discuss something!" Edmund's raised voice made the boy jump backwards. The boy's face was now altered with a fearful frown.
Edmund took James by the collar and forced him into the hallway. Two security guards appeared by the stairwell. He held on to James as he screamed, "Where's Nikki?!!"
"Look, let me go and I'll tell you."
Edmund had no choice, the guards were getting closer.
" I was ordered not to tell you anything, but I have always liked you Ed. Nikki left here several hours ago. They planned to deliver him to his new mentor privately."
"Who the hell stole my boy! Where did they take him!!"
"I have no idea, no one told me anything. I didn't recognize any of the people, they weren't from here, that's all I can tell you."
"This has to be a big mistake, some heads are going to roll! I've been writing to Nikki for a month. He was promised to me, and we've already bonded."
"Unfortunately there has been no mistake. Sometimes these things happen, maybe you were never meant to have Nikki, and the computer accidentally put you in touch with him. Andy will be your charge now, he's a wonderful boy. "
"I don't want to hurt him James, he seems like a nice boy, but I can't take him. Assign Andy to someone else. I won't be any good with him. It's Nikki or no one."
"They won't send Andy with anyone but you now, you should know that.. If you don't take him he will go back to a boy's school where he will be punished, as he was deemed unfit by you to be mentored. They might also hold you up to the press as the boy lover who rejected a boy. They will say that you weren't sexually attracted to him or something and rejected him. They will paint you like a creep who only wants a boy for sex. They documented what took place between you and Nikki. Every time he cybered with you he was being watched. Besides you really don't have any say in the boy assigned to you."
"This can't be happening, I plan to use every legal recourse to get Nikki back. You must find another man for Andy, I refuse to take him with me!"
"You have promised to squire one of our boys. The computer has now officially assigned you to Andy. He really is a lovely boy, you are lucky. I will tell you another secret, I fought for you to have Andy, they were going to re-assign you to someone else, a boy who clearly would have had a personality clash with you. Be happy to have Andy. He is an outstanding kid, and he too desires to have a sexual relationship with his mentor. We never give choices anyway and you knew it when you signed up. It is like natural birth. You have to take the baby that is born to you.--"
" My baby has been switched in the nursery! This is abhorrent! I want Nikki back here."
"Well it aint gonna happen, now if you are a real man you'll do what is right and give Andy a happy home. He is innocent of all this, and is already feeling rejected by you. He's been left alone in that room to suffer from the fact you acted like he was a piece of turd instead of the beautiful little boy he is "
"You people are sinister! Alright I will take Andy if I must, but I can never love him." Edmund reluctantly opened the door to greet Andy again.
The boy smiled timidly as Edmund said without enthusiasm, "Hello Andy, I've been assigned as your mentor."
The boy looked crushed as he looked up at Edmund.
"Come on then, we haven't got all day." Edmund said without looking at him.
As Andy swallowed nervously the picture frame slipped from his fingers and shattered on the floor. He started to cry. "I'm--I'm sorry..."
Edmund leaned over to pick up the glass while admonishing himself. Just what kind of monster was he becoming? Because he couldn't have Nikki, he was being heartless to this other boy. He cut his finger on a shard of glass. Instead of cursing he kept quiet, Andy was upset enough. The boy reached down too picking up tiny bits of glass. Their heads bumped and they pulled quickly away from each other.
"Never mind then, I'll have one of the boys come in and clean the rest up, you two had better get going." James advised.
As Edmund and Andy walked back into the hallway one of the security officers came up and handed Edmund a crumpled piece of paper. Before he could say anything, the man sped away.
"Wait here for me Andy, I have to talk to a Astronaut about a rocket."
"What, Edmund?"
He knew that Nikki would have known what he meant. "I have to visit the loo, the men's room."
"Oh. I don't have to go."
"Okay wait, I'll just be a moment."
Andy stood in the hallway quietly waiting for him.
Alone in the stall, Edmund coded for privacy. He covered the note with toilet paper, in case he was still under the eye of a Vid, and opened it up, his heartbeat faster again! it was from Nikki. It had the same squares over the I `s, that Nikki used as his personal signature.
Dear Edmund,
I am alone waiting. They don't know that you taught me that I could copy computer letters and write. Maybe it's good that you typed to me so much, and I had to practice reading and writing. I found a broken pencil in an old desk in the back of the room.
I don't understand. They said that you rejected me, so they are sending me to someone else. I don't want to go with them but they say I have to. They are making me wear funny clothes that squeezes me but I guess you do not want to hear that I am in pain. I'm sorry if the fact I wanted to have sex with you really disgusted you. I wish you told me. I would have tried hard to stop. They said that you wanted me to be punished. I am so sorry that I was so bad. My heart is broken that is the worse pain of all, I will always love you, and since you asked them to send me away, it must be for my own good. I will be brave. I hope that you get this note cuss I wanted to say goodbye. You made me happy, very happy and I won't forget you. Nikki
He couldn't believe what he was reading through the blur of his own tears. How could they do this! How could they! They were still living in the Dark Ages, that Nikki had no rights. So they assigned Boy lovers to the boys that desperately needed them, boys without families, boys who yearned to have a man in their life, but to lie to Nikki, and tell him that he was rejected! To cause bodily pain, to cause emotional turmoil, how dare they! It was only a wonder that Nikki even wanted to write to him. How dare they harm this boy!
Edmund knew he had to find Nikki as soon as possible! He shoved the note in his pocket, and slammed the door open to be confronted with a small boy waiting quietly for him. Damn, he had forgotten all about Andy. He knew no one would help him at the center but he had his own resources. He reached his hand out to Andy.
"Come on Andy, we have important things to do."
Silently the boy put his small hand in the grasp of the angry man. Andy replaced his confusion with trust. It was time to go