Kidnapped again!
by Hentai Jones
BookRix Edition 2017
Copyright by Amé
Hentai Jones:
KIDNAPPED AGAIN!
Only with a good laugh sex isn't just an act of fornication!
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The ominous black Van
I'd had a miserable week at school and had failed most of the exams, soon I would be expelled and would have to look for a job - I was for sure not the brightest boy in the universe and I didn't even dare to think about going to the university and study to be a lawyer or a doctor! I was much too soft for this competitive world and I was never selected for the school's soccer team, the girls were not interested in me either: I was too feminine myself to be considered a possible lover - therefor I ended up as a loner, as a looser! My brother Joe on the other hand was already a champion at the high school and could have had every girl he would desire if it wasn't for the fact, that he was gay - and this was another thing, which was bothering me: he was in love with my femininity and my little bum with a passion which was becoming a real nuisance! He was the only one who found me cute at all and this wasn't doing my beauty any justice!
Joe was trapping me more often in the shower for a grope and had found pleasure in spanking me for my bad results at school, he loved to tease my little dickel to make me cum - he liked to speak about making love to me and I was scared: I was well aware about the disgusting way gay boys had sex with each other and I wasn't keen to try it out in a hurry! More and more I got disinterested in going home after school at all: Father was threatening with the leather belt and Mother called me a lazy brat - nobody was really loving me anymore and so I preferred my lonely walks through the forest to the scold at home. Out in nature I felt part of the holistic beauty and was able to breathe free, out in the woods I felt at home - I was watching the happy birds up in the trees and the squirrels and rabbits playing under them without any concern for an intellectual education or a secure income in the future! But no world can be absolutely perfect, there is always a scary black spot on the colourful canvas: and this time it was a car!
I had seen the black van with the tinted widows since about a week, sometimes parked next to the path and sometimes coming across me, but today it was following me slowly from a long distance on my walk through the forest. I had learned about the frequent abductions of young girls in the valley from the news on the television at home, I had often thought about to catch a virgin myself just to have a good look at their hidden secrets, but I wasn't a girl and therefor I should be quite safe for a lonely stroll in the woods! But I suddenly got the strange feeling, that the driver of the van was studying my juggling bum in the tight black school shorts much more that the pristine nature all around him - Joe was probably not the only one with a preference for little boys. I was trying to keep my pace steady, to outrun a car was pretty impossible and if I fled into the scrub I would surely get lost and caught in the end anyway: the ominous man in the black van had his eyes on me for more than a week already and wasn't giving up in a hurry!
When he finally pulled up level with me he was leaning out of the car window and asked me: »Need a lift, pretty boy?« - there was nothing dangerous about his appearance, he was just an average bloke with an ear ring and a tattoo on his wrist, but I declined his offer politely, told him, that I needed to be alone! He said, that his name was Jack and that he was lonely as well, and he said it so convincingly that I felt for him for a moment - and it was probably only my female softness which made me climb up into the cabin for a ride to wherever. I asked Jack, why he was following me around like a shadow and he was quick with his answer: »Because I love you, pretty boy, what's your name?« After he had put the van into gear he put his hand on my naked thigh to emphasise his love for me in a physical way, and just because the touch was tender and arousing me I didn't push his hand away. »Josh!«, I answered his question and this kind of honesty was arousing Jack as well: his warm hand was moving up into my groin!