The chill of the night made him shiver, he sighed and gave up looking for his brother he turned and looked around the boardwalk that was large and full of people who are loud and drunk. Light were flashing and he looked up and down to see if he could catch a glimpse of his mother or brother but one thing he did notices was he is completely lost.
He moved towards the railings to get away from the flashing lights and looked out over the beach. In the darkness of the beach he saw drunk teenagers snogging on the sand, somewhere even fucking like rabbits as the stormy sea rolled in. He sighed as he watched the thick black clouds rolling in making the wind whip up and touch his face like a dream embraces. His feet hurt as he spent few hours of looking at the stalls and shops being scared off by the two strange brothers in a comic shop but it seem to be the only good one he found. Then there was the hour looking for Michael who he lost around the rock band playing and the tattoo parlour and he had no idea where his mum is. Rubbing his eyes he felt is head started to throb and the pain behind his eyes he just wanted to go to bed.
While he was looking at the sea catching on to the beach he didn't notices the group of men watching him from the small punch of benches. The blonde leader of the group looked up when one of his boys said "Look at the sweet thing." He stared at the slight teen and grinned as he looked him up and down taking in the curve of his body. He turned to the others in the group "Get lost for a while." He grinned, they at each other as they stood up and then disappeared into the crowed, leaving the smoking blonde to watch him a little longer before be stood up and walk up to Sam.
Still the teen didn't notices that this tall blonde haired man was inches from him, his eyes again taking in the beauty of the teen. "You look like a boy who has the weight of the world on his shoulders." He said as he leaned against the railings next to Sam. The teen looked at him blinking in shock at the leather clad bleached blonde man speaking to him "You seem too young to have that kind of trouble." He said as he lit a cigarette
"It's nothing." Sam said, as he had a feeling that he shouldn't' be talking to him everything screamed at him to run the other away, but he went against the better judgement. He sighed and ran his fingers though his hair taking a shaky breath before looking back at him.
"My brother ditched me to chase after some girl in a hippy skirt and my mum is…somewhere?" He said, he chuckled as he rubbed his eyes feeling his head ache still grow and shiver at the night air. Pulling his jacket off the blonde placed it around the teen's shoulders and smiled at him as Sam looked at him with wide eyes.
"Go on?" The man whispered, Sam looked down at his hands and breathe in the scent of the man and this time shivered at the scent of him.
"We moved to the murder capital of the world to get away from my shit of father. We move into my Gandpa's home in the middle of nowhere where he stuffs dead animals and by the TV guide but had no TV, what the fuck is that all about!"
The blonde watched him with a soft expression as he blew out some smoke "Why? Are you scared of your father?" He asked Sam. The teen let out a ragged breath as he looked towards the older man who suddenly seem to close as his blue eyes seem to be boring into his own eyes.
"Because he use to beat me." He whispered feeling his chest burn as the man loomed over him …Why am I telling him this…he thought "M…My Mum never notices until the last time." He whispered, as he rubbed is arm. He then felt the strange man warped his arms around his waist and pulled him close "W….What are you doing?" Sam said, pulling away from him looking shocked as the blonde smiled gently at him
"Sorry but you have such a beautiful face and I don't think it should have a sad look there." He told him as he reached up and slide his hand across his face and cupped his cheeks.
Sam flinched at the cool touch as he looked up into his pale blue eyes seeing the hungry look in them and felt his mouth become dry "D…Do I need to yell Pedo?" Sam asked as he closed his eyes letting the blonde brush his fingers over his face and then close them down the long slender throat before going back up to his cheek.
"I don't know do you?" He purred, Sam open his eyes and looked up at him and blinked at him before pulling himself away and warping his arms around himself, feeling his cheeks heat up as he looked away from the man.
"I need to go." Sam said, as he shrugged off the leather jacket and handed it back to him before walking away. The blonde watched as the boy walked away and felt his lips brake out into a grin as he feeling his teeth itch at the thought of sinking them into the soft tender flesh. He could imagine fucking the teen as he drink from him as he filled him over and over again with his cum.
The teen buried his hands into his pocket feeling his cheeks burning red as he walked quickly away from the blonde with the wondering hands. He thought that he will head back to the tattoo stall and maybe he will see his brother then. He didn't know what had gotten into him spilling his worries and fears to a stranger who only wanted drag him off somewhere and…well do god know what. But the funny thing is Sam thinks he would let him, shaking the thoughts out of his mind he kept walking down the boardwalk hoping to see his mum's or brother's faces. "I'm sorry if I offended you?" The teen felt his the hairs on the back of his neck stand up and the blonde caught up with him.
"Why are you following me?" Sam hissed at him.
"Listen I'm sorry if you think I up to no good." He said…which I am…he thought
"Aren't you?" The teen seethed as he spun around and looked at him "I'm not some boardwalk rent boy!" He snarled at him before turning around and walking off.
"I never said you were." The blonde said still following him "I'm not sorry for calling you beautiful." He told him. Again Sam stopped and looked up at the blue eye man "Because you are and I go a little funny for beautiful things, like a magpie I want to steal them and hide them in my nest." He whispered walking closer to him.
Sam glared at him and stood back from him "What do you want from me?" He asked shivering as the man was looming over him once again he closed his eyes as the large man moved hand cross his abdomen making Sam's breath hitch as he felt himself fall back into the man's arms.
"You guessed right the first time around, don't worry you will feel good." He whispered, as he moved around behind Sam and felt the teen shiver "My name is David by the way."
"S…Sam." He whispered hoarsely, feeling his mouth and month become dry than ever before.
"Come with me Sam let's put something warm in your belly." He grinned as he held him close to his side and Sam lost the feeling of David's voice walked with him.