The Capture

The Capture Part II

“You trying to depreciate his value?!? Tate can smell a tainted slave a mile away.”

Aaron got into the back, shut the door, and locked it behind him.

“You trying to give me a fucking heart attack Aaron??!! Jesus Christ.”

I clutched a hand over my chest. My adrenaline was pumping like mad.

“I was doing recon for the next mark. Plus, I thought after last month’s incident you’d learned not to fuck with the captures anymore.”

 “You fuck one passed out frat boy on the clock and suddenly you’re not trust worthy,” I scoffed.

“Lost 500k off that boy because of you,” he said.

“Worth every penny. Dude’s ass hole was tighter than a steel trap. Plus, the look on his face when he woke up with a dick in his ass was absolutely priceless.”

“You sadistic fuck,” he snorted, halfway amused but halfway turned on by the way he stared at the sleeping stud.

“Sure you don’t wanna play with the goods a bit? Promise I won’t tell if you don’t,” I chuckled snarkily, grabbing the uncut beauty in my hand and pointing it toward him.

“As tempting as that is, we have two more pickups to do tonight in order to make our delivery, and we can’t very well get that accomplished if we spend our time raping the straight ex con in the back of our van,” he said.

“You see your words are saying no, but that tent in your pants is saying fuck yes,” I laughed heartily as Aaron tried to conceal his growing boner.

“Shut the fuck up man. Let’s go!”

He climbed across the seats and got in the passenger seat.

“Suit yourself spoil sport!”

I let go of the cock and climbed over the seat.

“Next target looks like he’s about ten miles away from our current location in Trip C,” Aaron said.

I put the car into drive and took the exit on the highway.

“Have any trouble with the ex con?”

“Nothing I couldn’t handle. Where’s the kid’s approximate location?” He said.

“Don’t call him a kid, he’s 18.”

“Oh, I’m sorry. The gay sex slave trade sounds so much more honorable, you’re right.”

Aaron shrugged and took a tablet out from underneath the seat

“At this point he should be located on the-Holy fuck!”

“What?”

I looked over at the screen and a beautiful woman with long, blonde hair had her legs wrapped around a man’s waist in the midst of fucking. His short sandy blond hair was buried in between her perky breasts while he held her in place and pistoned in and out. I whipped my head back onto the road to avoid a collision and when I looked back the picture was gone.

“Turn that shit back!” I said laughing. “That was sexy as fuck.”

“No that is an obstacle. Usually he meets the other girl at her house. Boyfriend must be home… Goddamit!”

“Other girl?”

“He’s a conman. Roams around nearby cities, preying on older women. Gains their trust and swoops in and cleans ‘em out weeks after he’s gained their trust. Lives with some older widowed woman right now, but as soon as she leaves the house he fucks the blonde that lives next door.”

“Easy to see how he gets away with it. The kid’s the reincarnation of Adonis.”

“Yeah he’s a looker alright. Boss is paying 25 large for his delivery so don’t go fucking it up!”

“Yeah yeah! I’ll be on my best behavior.”

I rolled my eyes, annoyed.

“So how much longer until your first mark wakes up?”

“Gave him two strong doses of sedative. We should be able to get the next two marks before he wakes up. By that time, he’ll be someone else’s problem.”

I took a ramp as I saw a sign for Crystal Cove Canyon.

“Take two lefts and a right on Pearl Street and you should be in walking distance of the beach.

“What are we going to do about the chick?”

“Got it covered.”

I got there moments after, parking on a bluff overlooking the beach and there the two were engaging in some post coital beach snuggles.

“So what are you going to-”

“Done,” he said tapping on his tablet.

I got out some binoculars from under my seat and looked down toward the beach. The girl was pulling a wet t-shirt over her bikini as she furiously typed on her phone, kissed the mark and pulled off in her jeep across from the beach.

“Jesus Christ man what did you do?” I chuckled.

“Hacked her boyfriend’s phone and sent her a text,” he said surveying the rest of the area on his tablet.

“You evil dirty genius you,” I nudged him smiling. “So now what?”

“We wait. He normally falls asleep on the beach before his old lady gets back home. Shouldn’t be long.”

And so we waited for a while making small talk and waiting for our chance.

“How much longer until he falls asleep? It’s been a fucking hour,” I groaned looking through the binoculars. “He’s just been staring at the goddamn stars for hours.”

“It’s only been twenty minutes. Ever heard of patience.”

I looked over at Aaron an idea forming.

“Well we could do something fun while we wait…”

I reached over and touched his hairy thigh.

“Don’t even think about it,” He said taking my hand and moving it.

“Dammit Aaron! What’s your problem? We used to have fun, didn’t we??”

“We did until you almost lost us our jobs fucking the property!”

“You’re honestly still mad at that? Jesus Christ, it was one guy! You know part of me thinks you’ve been pissed at me for so long because you were fucking jealous!”

“Get over yourself Trystan,” he said blushing.

“How about you get under me?” I said moving my hand back and sliding up and down his shorts.

“Trystan stop!” He said attempting to move my hand and looking at the monitor at the same time.

“No,” I said holding firmly and sliding closer to his crotch. “Feels like boxers,” I said massaging the material. “Last time you weren’t wearing much of anything underneath.”

“I said fucking stop!” He moved my arm forcefully and stared at me with anger. “He’s asleep now, why don’t you go do your job and fuck off!”

I stared at him incredulously and took a quick look through the binoculars. The sleeping stud was out cold. Taking one more withering glance at Aaron I grabbed my serum and quietly got out of the van.

“You know maybe if you weren’t such a frigid bitch I wouldn’t have felt like fucking somebody else,” I retorted before closing the door.

I scaled down the bluff and slowly crept along the beach. No one was in sight except the man, his surf board, and the crashing waves. As I inched closer it became easier to make out his features. He was young, 18 to be exact. Relatively hairless with sandy blond hair and a six-pack body. He wore blue board shorts and a dreamy expression. In short, he was absolutely stunning. I tugged at my boner and reminded myself of the job.

I climbed on top of him and put the needle in his neck. Not taking any chances this time. His blue eyes popped open momentarily.

“What the fuck!” He muttered waking up and immediately passing out.

“Come around to the beach front, I’ll have the package deliver shortly,” I spoke into my ear piece.

I picked the guy up over my shoulder and waited as the van pulled around. As soon as it was there I threw him and the board in the back with ease. The easiest pick up of the night.

“Thanks for all that help,” I said maneuvering him to fit securely in the van.

“Hey I drove the van closer. That counts for something, right?”

I didn’t respond. Fuck he was absolutely magnificent looking. His tan skin has flecks of sand all over it and with every deep sigh his abs contracted prominently. I debated internally. A week on the road with Aaron’s prudent ass and I hadn’t gotten a nut off in weeks. Would it be so bad if I had some fun with this one?

“Dude what the fuck are you doing? Lock the beach bum up and let’s get a move on. We still got one more pick up a town over before sun rise.”

He looked back impatiently chiding me.

I leaned down and sniffed deeply. He smelled like sex and the beach. I lapped my tongue at his pert brown nipples instinctually.

“Goddamit! Fucking stop it! We don’t have time for this bull shit.”

I ran my hands over his chest and continued. I kissed down his chest and savored his flavor, not caring at the protests coming from the front seat.

“JESUS man!”

“Dude there’s no one here. He’s fucking gorgeous and I want a taste. Besides, you won’t put out, might as well have some fun.”

I smiled up at him and started running my fingers along his treasure trail. I pulled down his board shorts revealing a tan thick head poking out. As I pulled down further his long shaft greeted me. For such a lean guy his cock sure was fat!

I instinctually popped the head into my mouth. Fuck he tasted so good! Like a mixture of salty cum and ocean water. I bobbed my head up and down along his cock burying it down to his neatly trimmed pubes. Soon I was fisting his cock rapidly licking and sucking like a mad man.

“Jesus man! Take it easy.”

“Ahh sorry man,” I pulled myself off the cock. “He just tastes so fucking good.”

I dived back in pulling his shorts all the way down now and plopping his balls in my mouth, one by one. I licked all the way down until I got to his taint.

The drugs must have been powerful because he didn’t so much as stir once as I lifted his lean muscled legs up and scooted his ass out further so I could have easy access. Although it was relatively dark out the tight pinkness of his hole was still plain to see. I began licking his cheeks spreading the two globes apart while still holding his legs back. I slobbered all over his tight hole his blonde dusting of hair tickling my tongue and his ass tasting like the sea and sun at the same time.

“Man I’m giving you three more minutes, then we’re leaving!”

I ignored him and darted my tongue in and out of his delicious hole. No matter how much my tongue prodded the tight muscle barely moved. I raised his legs over my shoulder and twisted a finger inside. Fuck his hole was tighter than I could’ve ever imagined. I lapped at it even more, licking it in and out at a steady rate. I couldn’t get enough I was in heaven. Soon I was suckling his balls one by one and licking up his shaft again. I buried his fuck stick down my throat. I worked my finger in and out of his tight chute while still managing to keep his leg over my shoulder and his cock in my mouth. I was in heaven.

 “Man I have to fuck him,” I pulled my mouth off of his cock and started unbuckling my pants.

My raging hard cock flopped out of my pants. I hocked a wad of spit into my hand and smoothed it over my dick. I pulled his ass closer to the edge of the van and slid my cock up and down his fuck chute.

Just then the van door opened and Aaron shoved me.

“This some kind of revenge? Huh!!!” He yelled furiously at me.

“What’s the problem we can take turns!”

I laughed.

“Fuck you. If you fuck him we can’t even get any money off of him. That’s the only goddamn reason I’m still here!”

“I don’t give a shit man I have to have him. I’ll fucking buy him and make him my house boy, I don’t give a fuck! Besides you’ve made it clear you don’t want shit to do with me.” I growled, partly angry that he was stopping me and partly angry that he’d stopped me in the van.

Suddenly a deep, surfer voice interrupted our argument.

 “What the fuck are you guys doing to him?!!” It said.