The Answer
STRAIGHT, MINOR
Watch your ass in Central America
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Robert, an overweight, balding, orthodontist from Cleveland, looked out the
window of his hotel in the Central American city, as he had done every day for
the last week.

The object of his attention was a group of raggedly dressed street urchins
begging for money as they made their way to the seawall for their daily swim.
Robert picked up his nearby binoculars and began to masurbate as the boys, all
under the age of twelve, shed their rags with the carefree abandonment of
children and splashed naked in the warm water.

The oldest of the lads was of particular interest to Robert as he, unlike the
others, had the blonde hair and fair complexion of a North American. The boy,
who like his companions possessed no pubic hair, was obviously only a few
months from adolescence as evidenced by his larger cock and lower hanging
balls. Soon, thought Robert, beginning to breath hard, the boy would be too
embarrassed by his emerging sexuallity to be seen in public nude.

The boys dressed and headed back up the street as Robert cleaned himself up
and hurried down to his usual table at the sidewalk cafe.

"Do you speak English?" Robert inquired as the blonde boy reached for the
proffered coin.

"A little, senor."

"What is your mother's name?"

"She is dead." the boy answered with a forlorn look.

"Your father?" Robert pried.

"I live in the barrio with my uncle and cousins." the boy replied, and
gestured to his companions while ignoring the reference to his unknown father.
" I am called Poco. My uncle is Julio, and cleans at the town hall."

"Wait here." commanded Robert before Rushing away. He soon returned with a
sealed envelope addressed to the boy's uncle.

"Take this to your uncle. Do not open it." Robert instructed.

The envelope contained a one hundred dollar bill and a letter.

"Dear Mr. Ramirez," the letter began, "I am what is called in your country a
maricon, or homosexual. I have considerable wealth, and would like you to
consider this offer. I will adopt your nephew, return with him to the United
States, and provide excellent care for him. He will recieve a fine education
and will be free to return home at any time he wishes. Six years from now,
when he is about eighteen, he will be paid ten thousand dollars, and every
month until that time you will recieve one hundred dollars. I will love him as
only a man can love a boy, and teach him to return that love to me. In
exchange for his virginity and the use of his body for a few years I will give
him a good home and education, as well as some of the finer things in life
that you could never offer him. Please give me an answer by the end of this
week, as I must soon return home."

Robert's present companion, a former homeless boy who was now seventeen, was
tired of the arrangement and wanted to include girls as recipients of his
copious quantities of seed. He was also aquiring the coarse body hair and deep
voice of an adult, which Robert despised.

Robert was dozing a few nights later when he was awakened by a faint knock on
his door.

"It is me, senor," came the lilting voice of Poco, "and I have your answer!"

Robert had just released the burglar chain when the door was suddenly forced
open.

"This is my uncle Julio," the lad proudly announced, gesturing to a small man
in ragged clothes, "and these are my other uncles, Ramon, Ruiz, and
Guillermo." He nodded towards the other men, who were all dressed in the drum
major uniforms common to police all over Central America.

"So, gringo, you like to have round, long, hard object thrust up your ass?"
The largest policemen queried as his brothers stripped Robert and bent him
over the edge of the bed. "Let,s try this for size." He then grabbed an empty
beer bottle and rammed it home before shattering it with a blow from his
pistol.

"If you like the taste of sperm you,ll love this taste!" Julio said as his
brothers rolled the hapless molester over and pried his legs apart to enable
the largest policeman to sever his srotum and and ram it down his thraot,
assisted by the gun barrel.

"You like to suck little cock? try this one." were the last words Robert heard
before hid penis was carved from his body and joined its rightful place above
his balls.

Robert, blue-face and dying, sprawled on the bloody bed. The large policeman
collected his wallet, passport, and money belt, then phoned the hotel manager.

"Security Chief Ramirez, sir. We have another robbery in room 209. Yes sir, it
was like the others. Looks like a gay lovers quarrel. Yes sir, I agree. No use
involving the police. Good night, sir."

"Lets go home, poco," he said, tousling his favorite nephew's blonde hair, "if
we hurry, we can still catch The Brady Bunch on the new TV."

Author's note: Poco, the boy's nickname, came from a small local fish. It is
useless for food, but its' golden color makes it highly prized as bait by the
local fishermen.

  

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