Meeting The Big Boss Part 3

Chapter 233-2

Meeting The Big Boss

Part 3

 

The rest of the trip was uneventful, I slept the like the dead all the way, Mark too seemed exhausted as I was. Having Dad wake us that we had arrived somewhere in the east it at least it was warm and humid and Mr. Tate said turning to Stringum and Landan as Dad and I got off the plane with Mark. Well, that’s our ride; “we will see you, boys, later when we get back, to Heber.”

Stringum said. “If I don’t I promise you Mr. Tate deal or no deal I’ll blanket this entire state looking for them and when I find them they better be alive and unharmed or you won’t be, and neither will Marks Dad. You can take that to the bank, it's bad enough that I have to lose two good days of training Nate for his big Halloween advent. I promised you the moon, now it is up to you to make sure I get my money’s worth.”

Mr. Tate said. “Stringum what more do you want from me? I gave you my word; I made it a blood pact and put it all in writing. It’s not my fault that people are still undermining me. How many times do I have to say I am sorry? I promised you that people that are responsible will be taken care of and I have already seen to that, you took them, to somewhere I would never see their faces, ever again. None of them will see daylight ever again. Now leave me too do what I do best and make us some good film and make pretty pictures for those sick Mary b******s; known as our clientele.

“I have given you half the money back for Mr. Carrion and his son Nate’s for his inconvenience. Something I never do, without a good reason. Money is always a good faith jester and we both will make three times that when these boys and the boys you promised me star in my films, and favor my parties with their presences.

“I only hope Nate and them can out produce anything we have out there. It’s been months since I have had anything so worth paying for. Providing Nate and his brothers and friends are good as you say they are. Everything will be smelling like roses in two months time. I bet my life on it, and signed it in triplicate in blood, something that can never be broken.”

Stringum said. “Then you won’t mind a visit on Tuesday to make sure my investments is alive and healthy. I will wear your damn hood if necessary.”

Mr. Tate said. “Not necessary, but if it gets you off my back I’ll give you the damn personal tour when you arrive. Now go, and make sure I have a house standing when we come back. I don’t trust Mr. Coldwell or his friends to burn it down like they so much would like to do.” Stringum waved and we got into the waiting Limo and drove a while until he stopped the car and had us get out.

Mr. Tate apologized again placing the hood over each of us; he took my glasses off and said. “You won’t be needing them, I’ll put them in a safe spot until I can take them apart to make sure you’re not telling anyone where you are. Then I will give them back to you, only when you need them.

“We will take a snapshot with different looks as we do with all our boys. So you nobody will know it’s you staring in these films, considering you are worth more then Mark is and his brother Sal or any of the boys we have employed.

“The same goes for your Dad and brothers as well as your friends. Well, the ones that have the money that is. It’s only fair that boys like you that have the means and are worth the paper that is printed on. Those that don’t like Mark and Sal don’t get those kinds of benefits and neither do their parents. By the way, once we are there I want you all to bathe and the clothes you are wearing will be destroyed, if we find anything that isn’t transmitting.

“Not that it would matter considering the place is so remote that no signal will be heard unless we wanted it too. It’s just a precaution like it was on the plane. I have already cleared the clothes you are all wearing, but I always take an extra precaution, by having you all strips within a certain distance. Plus it will give me a good look with a camera to see how you will look on film naked.

“Mr. Stringum and your Dad said you have both been prepared properly, I will know once we do a test as I am sure Mark has told you, considering he has a very big mouth when it isn’t checked. I don’t much really care one way or the other, because if you aren’t you will be and if you are then so it… the better it will be for you and your Dad. You perform well you get paid well, you obey, without question and you get paid and we all remain friends and very rich.

“Your Dad said you don’t have a problem with being nude all the time. Which is a bonus for all of us; it means less a headache worrying about you performing well and having you to cover up when you are acting. It shows badly to those that aren’t and time is something we don’t have to make you or the boys you are acting with be comfortable about doing what we're asking. Now please be a good boy and sit next to your Dad. Don’t worry as you can see it’s just us.

“No one else is here and won’t be until we get to the summer house.” He placed the hood over me and sat me next to Dad feeling him take my hand telling me he is right here and not going anywhere.

Mark said. “Thanks, I was getting worried…”

Mr. Tate said. “You have my permission to smack the hell out of Mark if he doesn’t stop talking. I promise you he is worst than a nagging b***h at your heels that never knows when to shut up. Second thought gag him, I have had bad enough day to having to listen to Mark.”

I said. “With pleasure.”

Dad did the honors for me and replaced our hoods. Mr. Tate asked what kind of music I like. Mark removed the gag and said. “He likes hard stuff like AC/ DC, twisted sisters” Going on and on.

Mr. Tate hit the brakes and said. “Mark place that gag back in your mouth. Mr. Carrion I placing a pair handcuffs in your lap, cuff him behind his back if you would please. Nate, I am tone deaf from that crap. Pick country or something like Jazz, but don’t pick that old country crap it makes my ears bled. It sounds worst then cats singing.”

I said. “Jazz is good.”

He said. “Good for you Mr. Carrion?”

Dad said. “I am good with that.” He put in a tape and Dad squeezed my hand once he took care of Mark.

Mr. Tate said. “Much better now let’s put some miles behind us. Marks Dad already pissed because of how late we are. But it isn’t like we chose to be hijacked, and then killed before we even stepped out of the gate.” He then begins talking about all the movies he has done and how bad others have done them.

Dad laughed as he leaned down as whispered to me that Maybe we should gag him too. We did have hazard fist bump and I closed my eyes and groaning softly as he kept going on and on. Driving me and Dad crazy, Dad nodded off before I did hearing him snoring lightly. I tuned out Mr. Tate and spent time with Jeff giving updates, answering all my questions, until I to fell asleep.

Jeff left me alone and I slept like the dead, after seeing miles of nothing but trees, tall grass, and wasteland for miles and miles. Mr. Tate hit the brakes and brings us back from our sleeping peaceful world and got out and said. “Ok, its time boys. I am losing the light I want you each to strip and place your clothes inside this garbage bag, do it quickly and I will give you the poses I want. Nothing but I want, I looking for perfection, but if  you ad live, I won’t complain either, I like spontaneous movement when it’s not cheesy.”

“Man I could kill pig face for what he did to your face, Nate. But makeup will be the first thing when we do it for it real. That’s a good boy and parent. What do you think of the name Steve, Nate? We haven’t had a Steve in awhile.”

Mark said. “Personally I like Nate better.”

Mr. Tate slapped him across the face. “I did it ask you, Mark, I asked Nate. It’s his name that’s going to make us all famous. You are almost used up and thank god for that. You have been a pain in my butt for nearly 10 years. I am not sure I can last another 5 unless you give me something new to work with.

“Now then I want Steve to get on his knees and bend over and do his Dad orally and you Mark, I want you too on your knees sitting up behind Steve and f**k the s**t out of him. Without placing your c**k in him. I promised your Dad we would do that shot when we test him in that room with those new boys I had brought specially to be your boy's new brothers.

“Mr. Carrion going to be their new Dad once they are properly trained. I am planning on retiring Mr. Nester for the same reason he is old news and nobody gives a flying f**k about him now that he is old looks bad on camera.

“I want Mr. Carrion to take his place, he certainly has paid enough and Stringum says he is an excellent choice. Plus he has fresh young face and body that screams God I want to f**k you. I am thinking of giving him a good old fashion name like Robert or I got it; how about Landon with an ‘O’ Price?”

Dad said. “I like that name it suites me. I like pricing the boys when it comes to what I want.”

Mr. Tate said. “Excellent, now give me what I want, Steve turn your head a little and focus more on your Dads c**k. So the camera doesn’t see those bruises. God, I am so going to kill Pig Face. I told him not to mark him and what did he do he marked him before I could shoot him on film.

“That’s it boy suck that c**k, Mark what are you doing? I told you to ride him like you mean it. This isn’t showing me what I want. Fine! Steve trade places with Mark and put this hood on so the camera speaks bondage to hide the bruise, take my belt and wrapped it around Marks' neck and pull tight I want his blood turning red as you strangle him, but don’t kill him. I don’t have another boy I could bring ups to speed yet.

“God I wish Kirk was here. I heard you kissed him good and proper. I haven’t seen that in any of my films, I think the clients would find it hot; like I did when you and your Dad kissed. Pull it tight I don’t care of Mark passes out. Hell, I really don’t care if you kill him, but don’t until  I have what I need. That’s it; ride him now. That’s what I mean ride that boy. Stop… good work boy’s; now will do some posing. Hey, let's try that kiss again with your Dad. Mark get out of the damn way and watch, and learn if you are going to learn anything.”

Dad kissed me and we really got into it, wasn’t hard considering we had been doing it for so long it just seemed natural, Dad picked me up and I straddled him using my legs and as Dad turned me and placed me on the car hood that was a little hot due to the heat of the engine and the sun and made his way down to my penis. Then back up using his tongue reaching my mouth kissing the life out of me.

Mr. Tate said. “God this is good, don’t stop I have ten-inch boner watching this.” Dad flips me over and took me hard to bring me down to my knees Mr. Tate went in for a close-up and said. “Forget the damn test. Ride your son, show him who the b***h is.”

Dad said. “It would better if we were clothed we could do a lot more.” Mark gasped and Mr. Tate blinked and then said. “Well try that later when we can really have some fun when we have all our lights and camera going.”

He told us to stop I said. “My turn, Mark get on my Dads back as I ride him.” Mr. Tate said. “Do it, Mark, this your chance to prove you still got what it takes.” Mark did what I asked Dad said, “Ride me, son, as I taught you.”

I said. “One bronco coming right up." Dad moaned as he pulled Mark towards me placing his feet and legs behind me. I put my arms around him said. “I am going to kiss you. I am not talking peck on the lips.”

Mark said. “Oh God yes.” I went for it as I kept pace with Dad. I opened Marks lips using my mouth and tongue. Mr. Tate got it all dancing left and right with the camera until he cursed because he ran out of film and light was not that great for his camera. 

He said. “That’s a wrap. You can ride naked or put on a robe.”

Dad said. “Why?”

I shrugged my shoulders and Mr. Tate smiled. “God I love nudists. Ok back into the car. Mark gags and handcuffs. No one does anything until I have fresh film in the can. You can look at all this wilderness; we have passed the point of no return. It’s only maybe a 30-minute drive from here.” He was practically singing, said. “Mr. Nester you are so going to be fired. I have your pink slip. Mark that was the best work I have seen you do ever.

“Sal’s going to be so pleased because I had planned to dump your a*s today; because you haven’t shown me anything in months. God, you're lucky you dodge a bullet before graduation day. Plus Mr. Stringum bought your contract you belong to him and so does Sal.  You won’t be returning here after we go back to Heber. I want you to tell Mr. Nester that you can go straight to hell, but wait until I tell you to do it and I make it official when Stringum takes his grand tour and brings me all that lovely money.” He put the trash bag with our clothes inside the trunk and climbed into the driver’s seat.

I squeezed Marks hand and whispered in his ear. “Mr. Stringum is not like the other guys. He believes in you, He’s been my best friend for more than 10 years. He took me off the streets when my parents didn’t want me. He made sure I was cared for, well fed, and loved. He taught me everything I am planning to teach you. You’ll be a star, and actually, go to college, have money in your pocket. I stake my life on it. Sal couldn’t ask for a better Dad or a friend. You saw how he brought us down from hell and today, he’ll do the same for any of my friends.” I wiped the tears from his cheek said. “I promise.”

Dad leaned over and took his other hand and kissed him on the cheek, whispered. “You’ll live at my house with Nate, you and Sal. No one will hurt you, boys.”

Dad slid his arm around him as I moved to the others side of Mark. Mr. Tate looked back “Now don’t cry, Mark, you knew this day was coming. Like I said I had planned to dump you and put a bullet in you. But Mr. Stringum said I’ll take them both, as is and make them into a rising star that falls from the heavens. Mr. Nester never promised you anything, he gave it what he had and now its time for him to go.

“You and Sal had a good run with him. But its time Mark, like it, was time for Joe and Peter. Everyone leaves one way or another. Either you face that now before you see Sal or I will change my mind. Sal’s timid and meek, he won’t last another year, you know it and I know it. It’s my fault because I pushed you boys to hard. Now I am giving you boys another chance. Show me you want it, and give me one last good go a around.

“Can you do that lad or are you telling me you’re done? Nod yes or I am stopping this car and taking care of business. You know I have no problems in doing it. You have seen me do it, when boys give me nothing what I want, to make my clients happy.” He, removed his gag “I want to hear it; yes or No Mark? I am stopping until you give me your answer.” He hit the brakes and started to get out.

Mark said. “I am taking the f*****g deal. I have always hated him; he treats me like I am secondhand. Always lying to me and Sal, hell if I could I kill him with my bare hands and stick a red hot poker up his a*s and shot him full of holes; until he falls over dead.”

Mr. Tate said. “That’s the spirit. I will do that… it sounds fun; personally, I have always hated that prick. Telling me how to run my God damn businesses, now we don’t need his money, and we don’t need him telling me how to use my boys.

“Mr. Stringum and Mr. Carrion are going to make us look back on this little pity party and we will laugh as we bring that f*****g Mary to his f*****g knees. In fact, I plan to send out invitations to his retirement party. We were going to kick him and slap his old a*s out the door that very night. Halloween will never be the same. I have new boys, and we will rake it in hands over fist swimming in money.

“I can’t wait to see his face when I show him the work we did tonight. It won’t be good as it will when we do it for real, but hey at least we have a new bag of tricks and those Mary’s will pay me for it just to have a little peek of what we got cooking. God, why didn’t I think nudist could be so much fun. All I have to do is say take off your clothes and presto change ‘o’ I have the best naked tanned bodies at my fingertips.

“To think I would find them in Heber where the clement is cold and I mean a*s cold during the winter and fairly warm, but not scorching hot like is here during the summer months. Hell I thinking about going looking for nudists and see if I can get more like them, I could build a new summer home all over the world where they are frequent.

“Playboy magazine will be nothing but toilet paper when I get them flocking to me. I can see it now I’ll be hitting magazine stands and porn shops and they will fly off the shelves. Ok, boys here we are, and look who's all pissed off. Now don’t say anything about our plans, boys. I want to make the announcement see it what old shrivel dick has to say. When he meets Mr. Carrion butt naked? I mean. Mr. Landon Price and his son Steve Price; God it just runs like soft butter on my tongue.

“Now then I want you to do everything I say if I say stop. Don’t keep going until I touch you on the shoulder that will be your cue stop. Agreed?” Everyone nodded. He said. “God I love nudists.”

He opened the door and smiled as he made his way over. “Hi bud, sorry about the delay and all. I can’t wait to tell you how Steve here and Mark flew our private jet all by themselves. Oh, I fired Pig Face; he just got his butt kicked by Mark and his new brother Steve Price. I understand you had something to do with that. According to him and those boys you sent to kill them before they even left Salt Lake City.

“Steve and Mark kicked there a*s’s. I know Mark may not seem much of a fighter, but he did his share of whoop a*s and severed them on the platter.  I have so much to tell you. I have a new film and tons of good news. We are flush again thanks to Mr. Price and his pal Stringum; now that I have lined my house with his and Mr. Carrion and his pals. I have lots of nice new pretty boys.

“Now take a good look at this fine specimen. Come here Steve and bring your Dad with you. I want you to show Mr. Nester some fine kissing, not that pity thing you boys up here call a kiss, but a real honest kiss.” Dad placed his arms around me and kissed me hard and deep. Mr. Nester gasped and was told to get his eyeballs up and look.

“Its all natural, lips tongue and the whole nine yards; ok boys break it up,” but we continued to do it until Tate touched us on the shoulder. “Steve here taught Mark here to kiss him in five minutes, just like that and more. I have it all on film. Would you believe it there nudist, the real f*****g deal, they’ll kiss and have sex at drop of a hat and make you stiffer than abroad. I have it on film. Ok, boys, that’s enough, they’ll kiss all day if I let them.” 

He touched us on the shoulder and we stopped. “Yep, I tell they like that and I have a whole new list of things that these boys are going to do. I don’t have to wait a single moment. Just set up my cameras and say boys c**k time.” Right on cue I fell on my knees and took Dads. Mr. Tate said. “Ok, I better stop them, before.”

Dad picked me up me and I placed my legs around him and I started kissing him again. Mr. Tate said. “Damn it, I told you boys to stop.” Dad took me and threw me softly on the hood of the car and flipped me around and took me in the a*s. I moaned. And Mark jumped on the hood and climbed on my back wrapping his legs around Dad. Dad kept pace bringing me and Mark into a more comfortable position. He wrapped his arms around him and kissed him properly.

Mr. Nester gasped. Mr. Tate said. “Boy’s that’s enough,” tapping Dad on the shoulder. 

Dad pulled away and said. “Yes, Boss.” We stopped and stood to the side so Mr. Nester could see us as the light in the sky started to dim even more as the stars were about to come out.