The Twelve Labors of Hector (M/M+) Chapter 5 is (Finally) Up!
Posted: Fri May 10, 2019 1:53 pm
Hey, guys! I've been thinking about this multi-chapter story for a while. There's not any action in the this chapter, but I hope you'll get a taste of what's coming. Enjoy.
Prologue: Mr. Jun
"I've been told you are the best at your job, Mr. Doyle," said Mr. Jun, without lifting his head from the file he's reading.
He sounded disinterested but I knew the trick. Even though any piece of his fitted suit is worth enough to buy my services, he didn't want to sound too eager. Not that it matters in the end: I was the guy he was looking for.
"You seem to be in good shape, it shouldn't be too hard for you." I nodded. Never been a big fan of small talk and Mr. Jun seemed to get the hint. A 6 feet guy with a crew cut and dog tags looked out of place in his fancy home office anyway.
I came to know Mr. Jun from a common acquaintance. He's a rich businessman with eccentric tastes, more money than he can spend and a devastating charm. He's around the same age with me, but looks a lot better to wear.
He pushed the file to me. After my resume, there are a dozen other papers with names, addresses and pictures on them. With a quick glance, I could see all of them are on good looking men in various states of undress.
"I want all the names in this file to be delivered in my house after exactly one week from now on, before midnight. You'll get half of the payment in advance and the other half when you finished the job. Failure is not an option. Is everything clear?"
I nodded once again. Mr. Jun smiled handsomely. "A man of few words, I see. I bid you the best of lucks."
***
I've gone over the files once again while working out in my motel room. There are 12 different men, all located in the same city but has no connections otherwise. Most of them has families, friends and jobs.
Figures. Mr. Jun was a man used to getting what he wants, whenever he wants, without facing the consequences. If there's one person in the whole city who can order the kidnapping of so many people in so little time and then cover it up, it's him.
I got off from the weight set, sweat dripping from my stubble covered face and sculptured body. I've been doing this job for near five years now, since I got kicked out of army. And now I have a chance to retire early.
Don't get me wrong, I love my job, but I'm not getting any younger and settling down with a cute, obedient boy sounds like a better and better idea with each day.This was a bigger job than any I've taken so far. There's a huge risk, coming with a huge reward.
I gone to my old gym back, checking its contents to make sure I'm ready for the job. Multiple rolls of duct tape, zip ties, handcuffs, several hundred feet of rope, a number of colorful bandannas, my used gym socks and jocks are waiting to be used on unsuspecting boys.
I made a mental note to purchase some chloroform and other anesthetics, but for now, I'm ready. I opened my laptop and started to look up to my first target.
Prologue: Mr. Jun
"I've been told you are the best at your job, Mr. Doyle," said Mr. Jun, without lifting his head from the file he's reading.
He sounded disinterested but I knew the trick. Even though any piece of his fitted suit is worth enough to buy my services, he didn't want to sound too eager. Not that it matters in the end: I was the guy he was looking for.
"You seem to be in good shape, it shouldn't be too hard for you." I nodded. Never been a big fan of small talk and Mr. Jun seemed to get the hint. A 6 feet guy with a crew cut and dog tags looked out of place in his fancy home office anyway.
I came to know Mr. Jun from a common acquaintance. He's a rich businessman with eccentric tastes, more money than he can spend and a devastating charm. He's around the same age with me, but looks a lot better to wear.
He pushed the file to me. After my resume, there are a dozen other papers with names, addresses and pictures on them. With a quick glance, I could see all of them are on good looking men in various states of undress.
"I want all the names in this file to be delivered in my house after exactly one week from now on, before midnight. You'll get half of the payment in advance and the other half when you finished the job. Failure is not an option. Is everything clear?"
I nodded once again. Mr. Jun smiled handsomely. "A man of few words, I see. I bid you the best of lucks."
***
I've gone over the files once again while working out in my motel room. There are 12 different men, all located in the same city but has no connections otherwise. Most of them has families, friends and jobs.
Figures. Mr. Jun was a man used to getting what he wants, whenever he wants, without facing the consequences. If there's one person in the whole city who can order the kidnapping of so many people in so little time and then cover it up, it's him.
I got off from the weight set, sweat dripping from my stubble covered face and sculptured body. I've been doing this job for near five years now, since I got kicked out of army. And now I have a chance to retire early.
Don't get me wrong, I love my job, but I'm not getting any younger and settling down with a cute, obedient boy sounds like a better and better idea with each day.This was a bigger job than any I've taken so far. There's a huge risk, coming with a huge reward.
I gone to my old gym back, checking its contents to make sure I'm ready for the job. Multiple rolls of duct tape, zip ties, handcuffs, several hundred feet of rope, a number of colorful bandannas, my used gym socks and jocks are waiting to be used on unsuspecting boys.
I made a mental note to purchase some chloroform and other anesthetics, but for now, I'm ready. I opened my laptop and started to look up to my first target.