Other boys weren’t gay, but still let Drake suck them off, and that was the purpose of the web cams and the tapes he gave to the dads when the boys weren’t looking. The microphones picked up the boys themselves saying that no – they liked girls and only wanted to fuck girls and NO! Ewww, not their own dads!! But their dads still jacked off at home watching the tapes of Drake coming on to their boys, and in a lot of cases got to see their boys getting a blow job from a man anyway. Some of the boys only let Drake fondle them for a while. Some let Drake pull their little dicks out and stroke them. Others let him work their pants off and Drake gave them a real good blow job for their dads to see, but wouldn’t reciprocate. Either way, to the dads, it was well worth the money they paid Drake to find out for them if their boys were gay. If the boys weren’t gay, at least they didn’t get pissed at dad.
In fact, the boys would see their dads as a hero. After the phone in the cabin rang, the dads would arrive in minutes, and “save” their boys from the “dirty old man.” It didn’t matter to Drake if the boys got pissed at him. They wouldn’t ever have to see him again, and the questions the dads had that Drake was paid to answer, got answered, and Drake earned his fee. Dad and son went back home with their relationship intact. Today, though, things went very well indeed for everybody!
Jordan came into the kitchen freshly scrubbed, grinning from ear to ear, sat at the kitchen table with Drake and went to work on the sandwiches and chips Drake had ready.
DRAKE – His 30’s and 40’s and Today
Trying to fuck young boys for their dads wasn’t Drake’s day job. He graduated college with a business degree, and started his own successful mail order company. The fucking was a side business, but certainly a fun one! After college, Drake knew two things. That he wanted to continue working with the boys for their dads, and that he had to set himself up with as much protection as he could think of and afford.
His mail order company could be run from anywhere, so Drake moved just across the border from where he grew up into Canada, where the legal age to fuck at the time he made the move was 14. He still worked with boys younger than that, but most of them were at least 14. Prostitution was still illegal though, so he still had to be careful since prostitution was what he was, in fact, doing.
His boy business happened through word of mouth. Obviously, Drake couldn’t advertise. His business picked up with the advent of the internet, and dads were bringing their boys from all over the place. One of Drake’s earliest customers was a private detective who
lived very close to Drake. He was so happy to have had Drake’s “service” that he would bring his boy over often for Drake to fuck just for fun. Drake used the detective exclusively to investigate the dads. The only question Drake had for him was, “Is this guy a cop?” Drake would start out only corresponding with the guy through the mail (a post office box). After he got the clearance from his buddy, the detective, he would “accept” the job. When the dads and their boys arrived in town, the detective was there to shadow them to make sure they didn’t meet with anyone else other than Drake. The dads didn’t even know where Drake lived until he got a phone call from his buddy that it was okay. Even after the dads dropped their boys off and left for the cabin, they were followed by the detective. Any suspicion on the detective’s part and he would call Drake and warn him off. Most of the fee Drake charged the dads went to the detective, and it all worked out just fine. Drake’s own company made him a lot of money already and he didn’t need the money from the dads. To him he was just having fun. The dads had no idea they were being investigated and followed, and the boys had no idea they were being set up.
The fringe benefits from the service Drake offered were many! Mainly he got to play around with and sometimes fuck some real nice boy butt. Some of the dads were so appreciative that they would make a return trip during a vacation to visit Drake, and their boys got two dads to fuck around with. His detective buddy’s son would often come over alone whenever he got horny and jump on Drake’s cock and ride him like a cowboy.
Drake turned his mail order business into a Dot Com company when the internet came into existence, and became one of the first internet millionaires. The first thing he did with his money (on the advice of his detective buddy) was to set himself up with a way to escape if he ever had to. He had passports from both Canada, and the United States, with different identities on each. His house was situated on several acres of land, and the whole place was wired for protection. Any car that turned off the road onto his property immediately tripped an alarm, and Drake could check a cam to see who it was in plenty of time to get out in case it was the cops. His buddy helped him set up alarm systems all over his property so even someone who tried to sneak in on foot wouldn’t make it unseen. As technology increased over the years, so did Drake’s protective systems. It was all expensive and needed constant, expensive updating, but Drake could afford it.
His house was basically empty of evidence. There was nothing on his computer’s hard drive other than the porn he had ready for the boys, and even that could be cleared off his hard drive with a click of the mouse. He didn’t keep any copies of the tapes he made for the dads, and the money the dads gave him was not recorded anywhere. He always insisted on cash so he wouldn’t leave a paper trail. If he had to, he could literally walk from Canada into the United States through the woods bordering his property and use his US passport to get on a plane. He owned an apartment in two countries overseas where the legal fucking age was even lower than 14, so he was ready.
His best protection, of course, was the precautions he took before he even took on a job for one of the dads. These days, he met most of them either in chat rooms or through his email. He would insist on “getting to know” the dads for a while, and corresponded anonymously with them for a couple of months before he even told them what country he lived in. During that time his buddy was checking the dads out. By the time he actually had the dads come to his house with their boys, Drake knew almost the family’s entire history. The boys were told that Drake was an old friend of their dads, so it wouldn’t do for the boys to ask a lot of questions about their dads and Drake that Drake couldn’t convincingly answer. Once the dads showed up and left their boys with Drake, he didn’t worry about them being a cop. Even cops wouldn’t actually take a boy to anyone and leave them, and the dads were just as guilty anyway.
Drake, Andy, & Jordan – Today
Drake was ready at the door when Andy got back. He knew from experience that Andy would look worried and didn’t want Jordan to see that, so he met Andy at the door and gave him a quick wink and thumbs up. He found excuses to keep Andy at the door while the color returned to his face. When they walked into the kitchen, Andy was all smiles.