SINNERMAN
Part One
The Plan
By Arthur
Authors Note:
Well folks I have returned to the keyboard at long last, I
hope that the following story will entertain you as some of my
others have.
Please note that the email address is now, artcart101@yahoo.com
Sitting here on the side of the bed as I look down on the naked tanned body of the teenage bellhop, the kaleidoscope of the last three days was still a hazy jumble of sound and noise.
Had I really, after nearly thirty years, finally accomplished my long sort after goal? Had the Midas touch truly carressed my senses and given me my pot of gold? Was the rainbow chase finally over? A lifes work finished in only three days?
My hand idly ran up the inside of the silken thigh and, as it climbed higher, the legs once again parted slightly even while the boy slept the sleep of the well and truly ravaged, thank you Viagra.
The boy looked about seventeen, a little older than I really like, but then,last night was a once in a lifetime event and he had been willing to share my good fortune in any way he could, even after 4.00am as I still pounded away at his well ravaged hole as he cried tears of satiation and his body became limp like a rag doll from over use.
The white sheets on the over sized bed of the executive suite were soaked with large damp patches from his many ejaculations and my own semen still ran from his bruised and gaping hole.
He was my final victory at the Casino, $7,480,000.00 in three days of hectic and unbridalled gambling had brought my ship home in golden glory and now my usual state of compulsion was sated, the urge to gamble had been washed from the deepest regions of my soul.
So now what, Tanner? what are you going to do with your life now that your only reason for living has been finally sated and you sit here with more money than you have ever wanted in your wildest dreams?
I now had the money to do anything, be anyone I wanted to be, do anything I wanted to do, go any where I wanted to go, but what? Where? As I looked down at the boy again a sudden flash of pictures ran through my mind. I was now in a position that I could fulfill I life long dream of comfort and young teen boys all of whom would be bent too my deepest desire in my own private hideaway.
The thoughts of the frenetic gambling spree faded into the past as the vision of naked young teens filled my mind and my groin, I lifted myself again onto the bed and pushed the silken thighs wide apart and, with one savage thrust, buried myself once again deep into the boy until I could go no further, his frightened cry of pain and shock only drove me on in a wild thrusting, bone shaking power surge as he tried in vane to escape my savage pounding.
The final thrust had all my 165 pound body behind it as stars cascaded through my head and every bone in my body shook with the release as he wimpered and cried his tears of helplessness. My withdrawl was in the same manner as my entry, sudden and callous, with only my own needs of any concern.
As I stood up from the shambles that had once been a bed, I reached over to the night stand and counted out a $1,000.00, folded it and tossed it on the bed beside the boy as he looked up at me with his now frightened eyes.
"Here Kid, thanks for the ride, go have a shower, Ive got things to do."
The boy looked down at the money beside him with distain and the first sign of anger ran over his tear stained face.
"I'm not a..."
"Yeah, yeah Kid, just take it as a present then but move your butt, I got things to do."
I turned my back and headed for the shower as the chastised boy broke down again into silent tears. That was it, that was the power I was looking for, now I was the king, now I gave the orders and that was the way it was going too stay from now on.
Half an hour later, I rode the lift down to the Casino restaurant for a late breakfast and to take time to make plans for my future. When I exited the lift the sights, smells and sounds of the Casino brought back the flashes of the last three days, everything I touched turned to gold, the last $200 I possessed had gone on number three at the roulette table, at 33-1 it soon began to climb into a lot more zero's, three times in a row, number three had come up and then on a hunch I took the money and walked away from the table with just over $7,000,000, the next three days had been pure fun until my need to gamble had been washed from my body.
I sat dawdling over breakfast as I let my plan form slowly in my head, first I needed a secluded place without nosey neighbours, then I had to find a means to transport six or seven young teen boys there without anyone finding out and, of course I had to find the boys.
What I had in mind for them could not be openly advertised for and had to be fool proof so that none of their families could come looking for them. A soft cough beside my table made me look up, the waiter was standing there with a morning paper in his hand.
"Excuse me sir, would you like a copy of this mornings paper?"
I was about to tell him to go too hell but his smile was infectious and you never know what you'll find in a paper.
"Yes, thanks."
He laid the newspaper on the table and moved off, on the front page was the usual story of another small company going broke and into the hands of the recievers, some poor bastard put his life savings into his commpany and lost out, wonder what it is this time?
I opened the paper and there was my answer to the transport problem, the company was a small time one plane operation, the owner had got beaten to death by the price cutting of the big boys and was in the hole too the tune of $150,000 with his one plane about to be repossessed and no other collateral to fall back on, I took note of the phone number and decided to read through the rest of the paper in the hope of answering another problem or two.
Twenty minutes later I was scanning the final pages of the property section when my next piece of luck jumped off the page at me.
'Bank foreclosure. Sutton Island Estate. Auction to be carried out on Saturday 1st of March. Interested parties please contact B.D.Curry National Bank Property Division.'
Well Mr.Curry, maybe you won't have to have an auction after all. The 1st is this saturday so if I call today and get to look at it tomorrow then agree on a private sale most of my worries for my boys are over, it only remains to find my boys and sort out the transport.
Brian Curry turned out to be an up and coming young man, his need for success was clearly written on his face as I tried to find out what the bank hoped to realise from the auction, with a little lie or two and my natural gamblers instincts working overtime, I reasoned that my offer should be about 2.75 million too which he finally agreed and said the final paper work would be done by the day after tomorrow pending my inspection tomorrow, too which he had readily agreed.
Curry had assured me that there was a small grass airstrip put in by the previous owners and that a twin engined airplane could comfortably land there. After using his telephone I left the bank and called a taxi to take me to my next stop, 'Basset Air Charters'.
Tony Basset was in his early fourties but the stress he had been under had aged him quickly until now he looked in his late fifties. He welcomed me with the tired look of defeat, probably thinking I was another vulture after his liver.
Without preamble I got down to business, as I explained the outline of what I wanted and what I would pay, the tired look of defeat began to leave his face as he realised what it meant for his future.
"So Tony, that's the gist of it, $300.000 for three trips, one tomorrow and the other one on Saturday returning Sunday and the third when I let you know, the last one is no questions asked or answered, you up too it?"
"Sounds up front with me Tanner, besides after the third trip I'm going to sell up anyhow and take the missus too Aussie to live so there won't be any one around to ask questions of, that suit you?"
"Ok, you want the money in cash so the tax man doesn't see it?"
"Can you do it that way?"
"Not a problem, you act deaf, dumb and blind and I can come up with the dosh for you."
With a soft laugh Tony got up and shook hands as I also rose to leave.
"Thanks Tanner, glad there's still some good honest larceny left in this bloody country."
"Yeah same here Tony, see you tomorrow at eleven for the first trip, oh and by the way, how much cargo can that plane of yours carry?"
"How many passengers?"
"Just you and me for Saturday."
"Hmmm, ok, Sutton is about an hour each way in the 402, if I drop a littl fuel I could probably get close to a ton packed in, that enough for you?"
"Yep, that'll do nicely, ok see you tomorrow."
"Wilco."
I left Tony, found a taxi and headed back to the casino to pick up my old car, after that it was home to my two room flat for a final clean out and to make a list of goods I would need for my stay on the Island of my dreams.
I had still not come up with a plan on how to find the types of boys I wanted on the Island or, how I was going to get them there, but as they say, necessicity is the mother of all invention and something would turn up sooner or later but for the moment I had my plate full with my impending move
Brian Curry had supplied me with a photograph of Sutton Island and it looked like the perfect hideaway for what I had in mind. Sutton was about a mile long and roughly half that at it's widest part and looked a little like an elongated kidney with Home Bay the only access facing the west and almost totally enclosed from prying eyes.
Home Bay was also the only place on the Island that could be landed on from the sea, the small airstrip had ben excavated along the western face of the hill in the centre of the Island and stopped just short of the main house that looked down on the bay with it's stone jetty and white sand semi circular beach.
The closest neighbour was another Island about two miles away and then a further eight or ten miles to the mainland, the closest land to the eastern side of the Island with it's towering volcanic cliffs, was South America and that was 3,000 miles away, lady luck was still on my shoulder and as the last wise man had said on his death bed,
'when she's riding there, play it too the last dollar.'
The next piece of business would be to get a reasonable launch for the Island as I didn't want any old plane landing there at odd times and, besides, I happen to like boating and a spot of fishing for relaxation and if I had my way with the boys, I was going to need some relaxation at some time.
I looked around the small flat, there was nothing personal about it, just somewhere to hang my hat, I had family a long way from this town but from the age of fourteen I had lost contact with them and had from that moment on decided that I was alone, which after they had found out what I was, was probably for the best for both of us.
If I had taken the time too look back I suppose my life had been a gamble from the very start and the practise of gambling had been a foregone conclusion of who I was. Now was the time for planning and making of a shopping list and not all of it was going to be foodstuffs, I would have to make another trip into the city to a specialty shop for most of my needs as well as a good hardware shop for other basics for my boys education.
Wait a minute, what did I just say? Education! well now, where do you find young teen boys from the age of thirteen to fifteen? Ok, secondary schools have teens of that age, but how too get too them?
Come on man think, you've got a whole bloody Island, what do people go to Islands for? Hollidays, special camps, lots of things, all you have to do is come up with the perfect excuse to get them interested and their parents satisfied and you're home free.
Now what sort of boys do you like most, that's easy dummy, those silky slinky Island boys mainly, and what do their parents like for them to be involved with, good old fashioned religion, there's you're angle dummy.
The rest of the day was spent in a frantic shopping spree and getting the promise of delivery to the airport on Saturday morning for our flight out to Sutton.
My last item was a good computer and printer unit, I was no genius on a computer but I had learnt the basics some time ago and could find my way around for what I needed and besides the immediate use I had for it,it would come in handy on the Island for keeping tabs on the boys affairs and maybe an internet link up would come in handy later.
The next morning dawned fine and clear with just a hint of a breeze forming as I made my way out to meet Tony for our first flight to the Island. As I parked beside the small office, Tony came out to meet me with a smile on his face that stretched from ear to ear.
"How are you Tanner, jeez I woke up this morning thinking I had been dreaming yesterday, the missus is over the moon about getting out of here and overseas soon, she's started packing already."
"I'm good thanks Tony, and tell the missus that she can take her time, the last flight might not be for a couple of weeks yet, the final plans haven't been set yet."
"Not a problem Tanner, it'll keep her out of my hair for a while, you ready, I've sent in the flight plan and we can get going when ever you want."
"Yep, all set, by the way, here's a down payment for the future and, ahh, while I think of it, the final flight can't have any flight plan sent in."
"Yeah I thought of that, I have to submit one so I'm going to tell them it is a personal flight around the bays as a sotr of farewell before going overseas, won't be a problem, I've organised an open ticket with the big boys so I can be out of the country by the next morning after your last flight, how does that sound?"
"Good as gold to me Tony."
Tony stuffed the $200,000 in the pockets of his jacket as he lead me to his airplane, it was a sleek looking twin engined cessana 402, it had been immaculately kept and Tony was obviously proud of her.
"What are you going to do with the plane Tony?"
We had settled into the seats and Tony was going through his preflight checks as he answered.
"I've got an old friend in business down South will take her for a good price and in cash as well, with this money I'll pay off the leaches and the last payment and the cash from the sale it will give me and the missus a good start in Aussie."
Tony started his taxi run as he finished talking and with a smoothness that showed the real professionalism of the man, we were airborn in a couple of minutes and heading for my future home.
The sea sparkled like a million diamonds and the high sirius clouds chased each other across a field of azure blue sky, yes, the lady was still riding high on my shoulder, it was a perfect day for the start of the perfect future.
Sutton Island from the air looked like a typical picture book sanctuary nestled in a field of blue water, solitary but infinitely inviting.
Tony put the plane down as though we were settling into a bed with silk sheets, the grass runway hissed softly beneath us as we taxied up close to the house. The picture did not do the place any justice at all, it had been well maintained, the grounds around the house had that womens touch to them and the view in all directions was spectacular. The small beach stood out stark and clean as the water lapped without a sound on its eadge.
The homestead was huge, it had been built back into the side of the hill so that the veranda that went around three sides of the house, was a good ten feet from the ground and the basement floor was obviously a games room which I would definately turn into another style of games place, this was perfect, even if I'd had to pay double I would not have been able to resist it.
After half an hour of inspection, I motioned to Tony that I was ready to leave and we made our way back to the cessana.
"This is some place Tanner, I've been here once before when I brought the original owner out here, he was an arogant bastard to say the least, didn't deserve a place like this."
"Yes, it's just what I've been looking for Tony, you still ok for saturdays load out?"
"Yep, you're the only booking I've got and it's going to stay that way until I leave, I'll be ready when ever you call."
"Thanks Tony, you still ok with the deaf and dumb bit?"
"Sorry can't hear a thing you said, bit deaf in the right ear and I can't hear a thing with the left."
I gave a small chuckle as Tony smiled widely then, with a flick of the wrist we were once again in the air with his natural smoothness. The trip back was just as pleasant as the outgoing one had been and it seemed no time at all and I was once again in my old car heading for the city.
Four hours and $380,000 later, I was the proud owner of a 43 foot Surtees diesel powered launch, which would be ready by Saturday, fully fueled and serviced, I hadn't told Tony that I was buying a launch and would take it out ot the Island to meet him and leave it there while I flew back with him after dropping off the supplies I had ordered. I would tell him on Saturday to wait for me at the Island and then we could both unload the plane and fly back Sunday as planned.
As I sat at home that evening I discovered that this was more than half the fun of gambling and the final payoff was going to be even better. Now that all was ready I did a quick count up and reasoned that I still had a little over $3,000,000 left to live on and that would be more than enough for the life style I had planned, even after I had invested 2/3 of it the cash balance was going to give me a good living.
All day in the back of my mind, the plan to find my boys had been jumping around and as I fiddled around with the Winword program on the computer, the right type of notice began to appear on the screen. I made a few more alterations and there it was.
I checked again on the dates and then ran off four copies on the printer, I would only need the four copies as the schools I had targeted as the most likely were only in four areas. The flyer read as follows.
'The International Christian Society invites applications for a bible study camp to be held from the 7th of March until the 18th of March. To be held at their special camp at Bethfield. Applicants must be between the ages of thirteen and fifteen and have parental approval. All expenses will be covered by the Society and transport too and from the camp will be provided. Applications must be in by the 8th of March and final selection of the six candidates will be made on the 9th of March with departure the next day. Please provide a recent photograph for identification when making the application Please send applications to P.O.Box ****'
While this was not totally foolproof if was however, sufficient for what I had in mind and the target group of parents was not usually over endowed with being able to see through the line. I had selected the dates as that was the school holliday period and most parents don't want their kids under their feet all day long during those times.
I then set too and set out a business card for the society so as to validate myself when approaching the schools to place the flyers adding a false name to the card just in case, when I was happy with the result I printed them out on the white card I had purchased for that purpose, it all looked very official and I was happy with the result.
The last piece to do was the application forms and those I kept as basic as possible but gave me all the infomation I would need to make my final selection.
At a little after midnight I was finished and sat back with a sense of achievement as I looked through my handywork, yes it would do very nicely, after the bank tomorrow, dressed appropriately, I would visit the four schools and have the flyers put up and wait for the results. The Post Box I had hired earlier today under the name of the Society and, as it was a Society I didn't need personal identification, beurocracy is very handy at times.
I was not concerned at being later identified as I had only done the post box at the busiest time of the day and the counter staff had barely looked up as I handed over the application and paid the money, I would do the same at the schools, picking the busiest time for them at the start of class and each of the breaks when the kids were running rampant through the schools.
The following day, everything went according to plan, the bank was only too happy to finalise all the paperwork and deeds, the school staff hardly noticed me as they told me to place the flyers on the notice board while a thousand kids caused havoc around them.
By four o'clock I was finished and was sitting in a small coffee house feeling very smug and satisfied at the outcome of the day. Tomorrow was saturday and as I thought about the changes I would make to the house, I decided to offer Tony a bit extra to fly home alone Saturday and come back on monday to pick me up, I felt the less he saw the better for both of us and the extra time to set things up would be best when I got the boys there.
By five o'clock I was seated at the computer searching the internet for some favorable sites to help me with what I wanted to do at the house and to get a few extra ideas on how to keep discipline in my house, it's truly amazing what you can find when you hunt around, some of the ideas were going to be simple to put together and I could see a lot of fun was going to be had by all.
I met Tony at the airport and explained about the boat, he had no problem with doing it that way and was only to happy to do the extra trip out on Monday afternoon so we parted and he went towards the plane for his take off as I drove away to get the boat.
While the sea was a little choppy it didn't slow the boat at all as it rode with ease over small waves and at thirty knots made the island in just over four hours, it was an exhilerating run and the boat performed like a true deep water boat.
Tony was waiting on the jetty to help moor her alongside and with a smile asked if I had had a good run out.
"Yeah, she goes like a dream, I'm going to get a lot of pleasure out of her."
"Well I've unloaded most of your stuff, there's only those heavy timbers to get out and I'm done for the day."
"Right, Lets get that done and you can get home to the missus, by the way, that last flight will be late in the afternoon of the tenth."
"That sounds great, how late?"
"You won't get home till after dark probably, still ok for you?"
"Perfect, there's a flight out for Aussie at 4.00am, the missus will be stoked if we can get that one."
"Good, then that's fixed, ok lets get that timber out and let you get home."
Once tony had left I began to get all the goods up to the house and for the next three days worked like a gally slave to get the house ready for my future guests and on Monday afternoon, as I heard Tony's plane circling for a landing, I took a last look at my handy work in the play room and with a smile locked the door and made my way towards the taxiing plane, another week and I would have my future all set.
All the following week I spent clearing the post box and sorting through the pile of applications, the response was startling, by Friday the 8th I had collected close to 400 applications, the sorting took long hours of the day and night until I had it down to the last twenty, these were definately the pick of the crop and all that remained was to select the final six.
Seven were a little easier as there was no contact phone number and I didn't want to be seen by too many of the parents so had decided to make the final selection and telephone the six only.
At 3.00am I had made the last selection, it almost broke my heart to have to turn down the others but six is what I had decided on and I knew better than too change my plans.
I knew deep down that while the bible study part was attractive to the parents, the real grabber had been that it was all for free and that they would hardly notice the driver of the van as they would be more concerned with making sure their boy was behaving himself as they got excited about the trip.
When I rang the six families, three of the fathers were obviously half drunk and the other three weren't home but the mother was happy that her boy had been selected and would have them at the right place and time for the bus to pick them up.
The final six were truly tight little gifts, I'm not a big guy being only 5' 10" and medium but solid build and I like my boys a bit on the small and slim side so, had picked them on that basis.
The oldest was Beni at just on fifteen, he was the smallest of the boys and had very sexy eyes, next was Tana at fourteen and a half, slim and with a wide open smile and a tight and compact body, next came Pita at the same age as Tana but a little smaller and from what I could see of his body in the photograph was almost hipless.
Those three were all Samoan, the last three were all between thirteen and fourteen, Koru from the cook Islands had the most amazing face and a long plaited pony tail of shining black hair, Moana and Mila were from Tonga and had that pure innocence that was not going to last long if I had anything to do with it.
I had introduced myself as a Mr. Carstairs and told each parent that our driver would pick up the boys at 1.00pm tomorrow at the community hall in Falstone, which was close enough for all of them to make in plenty of time.
I had had some stick on signs with the Societies name on them, for the sides of the van, I had bought it for cash through the local paper and no questions and was going too dump it, minus the signage, out of the way before the plane took off for the Island.
When I pulled up at the appointed meeting place, my hunch had been correct, the parents barely noticed the Palangi driver as their boys hurried about trying to get onboard and away from the hugs and threats. Seeing them all for the first time was even better than their photographs, even done up in the Sunday going to church best, didn't hide the delights that were underneath, their excitment was palpable and while they were all strangers to each other, the event had given them a common bond.
My plan was simple in that I would drive them down country for a couple of hours and, as they were city boys they would soon be lost, and then when Tony rang me at 4.00pm as I had asked him to do on my mobile, I would tell the boys that there had been a fire at the camp and we were going to take them to another place on an Island instead. I was sure that the thought of a plane trip would setle any fears they might have and as I planned to feed them most of the day until they could hardly stand up, they would be tired and sleepy by the time we got onto the plane and out to the Island, as well as a little help I had planned for them.
Everything went entirely to plan and after the glum looks at the missed camp, the news of ten days on an Island instead had the boys all set for anything, Tony had rung me at exactly 4.00pm and I told him to expect us at 6.00pm, that would put us on the Island just on dark so the boys wouldn't see too much of their surroundings, if they were still awake and I doubted that very much.
After all the food and goodies they had consumed during the drive, most of the boys were already napping by the time I pulled up beside the plane. Tony sat studiously in the pilots seat looking straight ahead and not seeing anything as I woke each boy, gave him his 'airsick pill' and belted him into his seat. When the last one was on board I told Tony I would be right back and drove the van away. Twenty minutes later I had a taxi drop me off at the gate and walked over to the plane after he had left the area.
Taking the seat next to Tony after checking to see the boys were all asleep I gave him the go ahead and we smoothly took off into the darkening sky.
"You going to be able to unload all the cargo by yourself Tanner?"
"Yeah, I think I can manage, might make it a bit dark for your takeoff though."
"Not a problem, I'll give you a hand to put it on the ground and then I can leave, the bloody missus has gone and got us a booking on Thai Air for midnight so I'll be leaving the country earlier than I thought."
I handed an envelope to Tony.
"Popped a bit extra in for you, thought it might come in handy if the missus wants to go shopping."
"She'll do that right enough, thanks and don't worry about the unloading, with two of us it won't take long."
True too his word, Tony soon had the boys on the airstrip away from the plane and, with a smile and a wave was half way down the strip before I got the first boy on his feet to help him make his groggy way towards the house.
One by one I walked them to their selected room and with no resistance from each of them, helped to undress them down to their boxers or underpants before settling them under the single cover where they immediately went back to sleep.
I gathered all their clothes and took them back outside where I had left their single bags, stuffed the clothes as best I could in the various bags and took them down to the boat to be disposed of tomorrow, the boys wouldn't be needing them anymore.
Now the fun can begin, and as I made my way back into the house, my groin was starting too play its usual tune with the thought of what was to come but, first I had to make sure the boys were ready for the morning.