Missing in Miami

Chapter 7

Blake and I stopped as soon as we heard the young lady.

I said, “I’m detective Ridgeway, why don’t you come with me and tell me what’s going on.”

We went to the interview room, and each took a chair.

Blake said, “I’m detective Robbins, can we start with your name?”

She said, “I’m Claire Owens, my friend Alex Fischer hasn’t called or texted since Saturday night.”

I asked, “are you and Alex boyfriend and girlfriend?”

She shook her head, “no, just good friends, Alex is gay, and he had a date, I tried to call him Sunday morning to see how it went, but he didn’t answer his phone.”

Blake and I looked at each other, I asked, “do you know who his date was with?”

Claire said, “a new guy he met on a dating app, I think Alex said his name was Bo.”

Blake asked, “do you think they may still be together?"

She sighed, “I don’t know, maybe they were having a good time and decided to stay together for the weekend, but when he didn’t come to work tonight, I got worried.”

I said, “so, he would have called you normally?”

Claire nodded, “yes, we tell each other everything. If he went somewhere with this guy, he would have let me know, he certainly would have called into work if he wasn’t coming in.”

I asked, “what about family, or other friends?”

She said, “he doesn’t have any family that he talks to, and I have asked all the other friends that I know of to see if they have talked to him.” She ran her hands through her hair, “God, this all my fault.”

Blake asked, “why do you say that?”

She shook her head, “I was the one that found the guy on the app and encouraged Alex to talk to him.”

I said, “it’s not your fault. Do you know what app Alex was using?”

She nodded, “yes, I have it on my phone too.” She pulled her phone and brought up the app, she handed me the phone.”

I looked at the phone, “do you know Alex’s screen name?”

She said, “I think it’s afish335.”

I typed it in, “it’s asking for a password, you don’t happen to know that do you?”

She rubbed her forehead, “I don’t know, try alf928. That’s his initials and his birth date.”

I shook my head, “no, that’s not it. Can you think of anything else he might use?”

Claire shook her head, “no, that’s his login at work, that’s the only one I can think of.”

Blake asked, “would you recognize the guy if you saw a picture?”

She nodded, “I think so, he was a cute red head.”

Blake and I gave each other a look as he pulled out the picture of Jesse, aka Dave.

Her eyes went wide, “that’s him, that’s the guy, I’d know those green eyes anywhere.”

***

Alex was sitting on his bunk, still trying to figure out how to get out of this mess. He couldn’t understand why all the others had just accepted this and were willing to go along with being pimped out. He had tried to open the door several times, the others said, “it’s locked from the outside.” He leaned back on his bed while the others read a book or put their headphones on listening to music.

They all turned their heads to the door when it opened, a big man walked in, the others all greeted the man as Chuck. Alex thought, so this is Chuck, the boss. Chuck had four large bags in his hands, he threw one at each of the boys.

He said, “the prince is in town, tonight he wants to ride a cowboy. Everybody take a shower and put these on, I’ll be back to take you to the log cabin suite in an hour.”

They all opened the bags, there was a pair of Wrangler jeans, a plaid button-down shirt, cowboy boots and a cowboy hat.

Alex looked through his bag, “there aren’t any underwear in my bag.”

Ethan chuckled, “you won’t need them, once you get in the room with the prince, the only thing he will want you to be wearing will be the boots and the hat.”

One by one the four took a shower and were dressed in their new western clothes.

Chuck unlocked the door and lead the four guys down the hall and knocked on the door next to the sign that said, “Log Cabin Suite”.

A middle eastern man, that looked to be about the same age as Alex and the rest, stepped into the hall. He was wearing the traditional gutrah and thobe, he walked in front of them and looked each of the guys up and down. His dark goatee surrounded his white teeth as his dark brown eyes went from Ethan, to Aiden, to Paul and finally to Alex. The others seemed to be trying to get the prince’s attention, Alex kept his head down, trying not to make eye contact. The prince walked past Ethan, Aiden and Paul and stopped in front of Alex.

He put his hand under Alex’s chin, “my American cowboy, why so serious?”

Alex didn’t answer, the prince smiled, “yes, you shall do nicely. Yes, I like a serious cowboy.”

The prince turned back to the door and nodded at Chuck. Chucked walked to Alex and whispered, “you do whatever the prince asks of you, do you understand?”

Alex nodded as he followed the prince into the room. The remaining guys went back to their room.

Chuck pulled the door closed as soon as Alex was clear, and the prince took a seat on the overstuffed cow hide chair on the other side of the room.

The prince smiled, “you are new here, are you not?”

Alex nodded, “yes.”

The prince said, “you may call me Omar, what shall I call you?”

Alex swallowed hard, “Alex.”

Omar chuckled, “a man of few words, I like that very much.” Omar shifted on the chair and Alex could see that he didn’t appear to be wearing anything under his thobe, He had also kicked off his sandals.

Omar held up his finger and made a twirling motion, “let me see my American Cowboy’s, how do you say, booty.”

Alex slowly turned around in a circle, the tight Wranglers leaving very little to the imagination.

Omar smiled, “the prince is pleased. As good as your tight American jeans look on you, the prince would like to see them off of your tight American ass.”

Alex started to unbutton the jeans, Omar stopped him, “the shirt first, if you please.”

Alex obeyed and began to unbutton the shirt and slowly let it fall from his shoulders.

Once again, the prince smiled, “Omar is very pleased yet again. Now you may remove the jeans.”

As Alex resumed unbuttoning his jeans, Omar again made the twirling motion with his finger. Alex turned is ass to the prince as he began to push the jeans down off his bubble butt. Alex pulled his boots off and set his hat on the floor next to them. He stood back up with his back to the prince, he looked over his shoulder waiting for Omar to give his next command. Alex saw that the prince now had his hand under the thobe and was stroking his cock.

Omar said, “you will put the boots and hat back on for the prince.”

Alex bent at the waist to pull his boots on and retrieve his hat, he was sure he heard the prince give a moan of approval when he saw Alex’s balls come into view as he bent down. Alex stood up straight, awaiting Omar’s next instructions.

Omar said, still stroking his cock, “you will now turn around so I can get a good look at you.”

Alex slowly turned, somewhat embarrassed, feeling like a piece of meat on display. Another smile came across Omar’s face as he nodded, “oh yes, Omar is very pleased, very pleased. You please to come close to me.”

Alex slowly walked toward the chair as Omar continued to stroke his cock under his thobe. Alex stopped when he was as close as he could be to the prince. Omar gave Alex a smile as he let go of his own cock and took a hold of Alex’s and started to stroke it. Alex let out a slight sigh as he felt his dick start to swell. Omar picked up the pace of his strokes and he brought up his other hand to cup Alex’s balls, giving Alex another smile. Alex’s mind was racing, he shouldn’t be enjoying this, it was wrong. He couldn’t help but notice that Omar was very handsome and that if this were under normal circumstances, he would gladly submit to Omar’s charms. Alex was startled out of thoughts when Omar leaned forward and devoured Alex’s now fully hard dick. Alex became weak in the knees as the prince demonstrated his superior oral skills. Just before Alex was about to cum, Omar stood up and untied his belt and let his thobe fall to the floor. Alex shuddered as he saw the naked Prince before him, his smooth brown skin was covered with a nice coat of dark fur. His well-toned chest and abs would make any male model jealous. Omar grabbed Alex’s rock-hard cock and pulled him to the bed, he laid on the bed and pulled Alex down on top of him.

He said, “Alex will suck the prince’s dick now, while I feast on Alex’s.”

Alex again complied, taking the prince’s thick, uncut member into his mouth. Alex went lightheaded at the taste of precum and manly scent of Omar’s dick and balls. Alex was still worried that he was enjoying this too much. Alex was startled when Omar quickly pulled away and got on his hands and knees in the middle of the king-size bed.

Omar said, “the prince would like his hole licked now.”

Omar leaned down, resting on his chest on the bed and reached back to spread his ass cheeks wide apart. Alex was stunned as he stared at the hairy pucker looking back at him. Alex moved across the bed and proceeded to run his tongue across Omar’s hole. He took in the same manly scent as he began to work his tongue in and out of the prince’s tight tunnel. Alex kept his hands on Omar’s fur covered ass as he slobbered all over every inch of that sweet hole, Omar grunting his approval the entire time.

Once again Omar quickly pulled away and rolled onto his back and pulled his legs up. “The prince wants that big American cowboy dick in his manhole now.”

Once again, Alex was surprised, but complied. He moved between the prince’s legs and aimed his pole at its target and slowly pushed in. Omar’s eyes rolled back in head as he let out more moans and groans, Alex began to pump in and out as the prince grabbed his ass and pulled him in tight. Alex lost his head, he leaned forward and placed his lips on Omar’s. The prince didn’t protest, he simply returned the kiss.

The prince opened his eyes as he broke the kiss only long enough to say, “my American Cowboy will deposit his seed in my hole.” He pulled Alex back in for another kiss as Omar’s cock began shooting his love juice all over the two sweaty chests and stomachs. Alex quickly followed suit and filled the prince’s love tunnel with semen. They continued to kiss until Alex’s deflating cock slipped from the prince’s well used hole.

Alex was unsure what to do next, Omar smiled, “the prince made a very good choice when picking my American Cowboy.”

Alex stood to allow the prince up from the bed, He waited as Omar walked to the bathroom and returned with two towels for them to clean themselves. Omar pulled an envelope from his nearby bag and handed it to Alex, he then fell back onto the bed.

Omar said, “the prince is tired now, you may leave.”

Alex went to the pile of clothes that he had left on the floor and began to dress.

Omar said, “you will leave before you dress, as I said, the prince is tired.”

Alex took one more look at the Omar’s sexy body, then quickly went to the door and walked out. Chuck was waiting as he entered the hall.

Chuck asked, “was the prince pleased?”

Alex nodded, “I think so.”

Chucked said, “good.” As he unlocked the door to Alex’s room. Alex walked in wearing just his boots and hat as the three others looked up.

Paul asked, “so, how did you do?”

Alex shrugged, “ok, I guess.”

Ethan asked, “what’s in the envelope?”

Alex suddenly remembered the prince giving it to him, “I’m not sure.”

Aiden said, “well open it up.”

Alex opened the envelope and counted 1,2,3,4,5 one-hundred-dollar bills.

***

Blake and I went back to my office, I sat back in my chair, “ok, so now we have three guys missing, we have two witnesses that identify Jesse Snyder, aka Dave, aka Bo, as the last known person to see two of our victims. And the last person to see our third victim is believed to be Tyler Pearson.”

Blake nodded, “right, and our suspects also appear to have been abducted at some point.”

I said, “we don’t know why any of the five were kidnapped, where they were taken to, or what they were used for while they were held.”

Blake asked, “why were Jesse and Tyler let go?

I asked, “were they let go?

Blake looked at me, “what do you mean?”

I said, “maybe they escaped.”

Blake shook his head, “if they escaped, why didn’t they come to us to report it.”

I shrugged, “you’re probably right, they also seem to be working with their kidnappers, bringing them new guys.”

Blake said, “it still bothers me that Rob, Joey and now Alex, don’t fit the profile of the other victims. I mean, Jesse and Tyler were both sort of runaways already, nobody was really going to miss them. Our last three guys all had family or friends that were going to start to ask questions. They were all reported missed within a day or two.”

I nodded, “yeah, that bothers me too.”

Blake and I sat in silence as we pondered the case, we were startled by a knock on the door. I looked up to see Lucas standing there grinning holding an insulated tote. He sat the tote on the corner of my desk as he came around to my side and gave me a kiss.

I smiled, “hey, what are you doing here?”

Lucas said, “when you called and said you were working late, I figured you hadn’t had anything to eat all day, so I brought you dinner.”

I gave him another kiss, “thank you, see, this is why I don’t deserve you.”

I glanced over at Blake just sitting there, his eyes wide and his mouth half open.

I said, “oh, I’m sorry, Blake Robbins, this is Lucas Mills, my boyfriend.”

Blake stood and held his hand out, “hi Lucas, it’s nice to meet you. Ridge never told me he had a…boyfriend.”

Lucas chuckled, “yeah, Drake isn’t one to share too many details of his personal life, is he?”

I gave Lucas a stern look, he said, “sorry, I mean Ridge doesn’t share details.”

Blake grinned at me, “well, I’ll go out to my desk and let you guys have your dinner.”

Lucas said, “oh no, you don’t need to leave, there’s plenty of food, and I did bring an extra plate and set of silverware.”

I said, “yeah Blake, you are welcome to join us. Lucas is a great cook, what did you make us babe?”

Lucas opened the tote and said, “that chicken and rice dish you like so much.” He handed each of us a plate and started to dish out the food.

I smiled, “you are in for a treat Blake, the only thing better than Lucas’s chicken and rice is his lasagna.”

We sat around my desk and between the three of us, we nearly finished off the entire pan.

As Blake took his last bite, he said, “you will have to give me this recipe so I can have my wife make it for me.”

Lucas smiled, “sure, I’ll write it down and send it with Drake, er I mean Ridge, tomorrow.”

Lucas packed up the dishes and I walked him to the door, I said, “thanks Lucas, we won’t be too much longer.”

He gave me a kiss, “ok, I’ll have a rum and Coke waiting.”

I said, “thanks, babe.”

I sat back down at my desk, Blake was grinning at me. I asked, “what’s that shit eating grin all about?”

He said, “oh, nothing Drake, I just keep learning more and more about you every time we work together.”

I gave him the same stern look that I had given Lucas earlier.

He chuckled, “I’m sorry, I mean Ridge.”

 

To be continued…