ninja 2

Author: catdude
Title: ninja 2
Date: 28 January 2009

As soon as I was in my unit I dropped the box on the floor and picked up the baseball bat I had left near it the night before, and did another search of my unit, nothing, tho truth be told I wasn’t sure I would do well against a tazer wielding ninja with only a piece of wood. I carefully opened the package and pulled out a pair of boots, again despite the fear I had been feeling only moments before my cock pushed out against the inside of my pants, they where so hot. Thick rubber soles with a unusual tread patter, black leather with 14 holes, I pulled them on, the sides also had zips for quickly getting them on and off, they fit, though that was not as creepy as it sounded since I had listed my boot size when registering. I examined the boots, if I had to say if they were worth being in constant terror of attack I would have to say... possibly, they were very hot boots, and amazingly comfy. There was no brand name on them, in fact there was no tags at all, no size tag or anything.
I fired up my laptop and checked my email, nothing on the backup email addy but one message from the ninja academy on my MAIN email address, these guy where GOOD. I opened it and read through it.
Dear mr Adams,
Congratulations on completing the initial test of the academy, you performed admirably, the team watching you reports that your stealth was impressive for an untrained individual, and that you responded well under pressure.
I stopped reading, so I had been watched the whole time!? Shit! I continued to read through the message.
The academy is always on the look out for promising young individuals who show promise, if you wish you can continue to train with the other individuals who completed this task, I assure you that if you do not wish to proceed any further we will not bother you. However the rewards for continuation are substantial. Feel free to log on and check the next task, by the way I have included a bonus pic of my own, as well as another one that I suspect you may enjoy.
There was no signature at the bottom, just the website that he had mentioned in the note, and two picture files attached. The first nearly made me soil myself it was a pic of a guy in the ninja gear standing right behind me in the trees I had been hiding in to take my pictures. I was nearly to frightened to open the next pic, but when I did I was a little confused, at first I thought he was telling me he new about my kink interests as well and had included a porn pic. It was a pic of four guys on the ground naked, they where hogtied and blindfolded and gagged. Four other guys where posing over them, all the guys were stripped to the waist but wearing bandanna’s over their faces. And fuck they where hot! Ripped abbs and massive pecs, massive arms on all of them. Some where posing with their boots on the bound guys like hunters with their kills, one actually had his cock out and was pissing on one of the bound guys. Below them was a caption, ‘epic fail, tag and release program your doing it wrong’ I realized this was the guys who had been snagged at the park. For half a second I was a little envious of them. But that quickly passed, I was cool with a scene like that, but not with a tazer as foreplay, though to have one of those guys standing over me in boots and pissing on me while I was tied, that would be hell hot.
I shook my head, this was insane, however I clicked on the link at the bottom of the email, probably my hormones making me do crazy stuff. The site asked me for a user name and password, I entered the ones that I had registered on the site and it allowed me in. The page was very simple, it was a date and a time as well as a location. Apparently there was not going to be much more then that. I the date was for tomorrow evening and the location was not far from me. The only decision now was wether I rocked up or not. I would have to be a idiot to do so.
‘I must be a idiot’ I muttered to myself as I walked up to the address given, but with my camera being listed for 5 days before I saw any cash and the possibility of more free gear and also if I had to admit it the possibility of being kidnapped by a group of hot guys, it all added up to making the idea of rocking up a good one. The address was a unit, the door was very slightly open. I slowly pushed the door further open, the room was empty, I entered cautiously and looked around, and then nearly jumped out of my skin as the door was slammed closed behind me.
I spun around and then froze, leaning against the wall next to the door was one of the hottest guys I had ever seen. He was dressed in cargo pants and a tight tshirt, so tight that it looked like it had been painted on. His two massive arms where crossed over his equally defined chest. He had a lazy grin on his face and I had a sneaking suspicion that many mice had seen a similar sight just before they became lunch.
He stood up, ‘well good to see you decided to come along Ben, I had 30 bucks riding on it. Your next mission requires some special clothing.’ He kicked a bag that had been beside his feet over to me, ‘so get changed, we need to get going.’ I stood there with my mouth opening and closing, I would like to say that I demanded to know who he was but I was to shocked, plus the dude was huge! It would not have surprised me if it turned out that his arms alone where the equivalent to my body weight. I picked up the bag and looked around, there didn’t appear to be any doors leading to a bathroom, he seemed to notice my discomfort and chuckled, ‘nothing you got that I haven’t dude, change quick, we need to get moving.’ I felt my face burn with shame as I kicked off my shoes and pulled my shirt over my head, I opened the bag and pulled out the contents, hoping it would contain a long shirt I could use to conceal my crotch, mainly because I didn’t wear underwear, unfortunately the contents consisted of one jumpsuit, and a pair of sneakers. I sighed and turned around and dropped my pants, I heard a chuckle behind me and I felt my face burn as I quickly stepped into the jumpsuit and pulled it up. I stepped into the sneakers and turned to see the dude smirking at me, I stuffed my clothes into the bag and looked at him, he pushed himself away from the wall and uncrossed his arms, ‘just leave it there Ben, we will come back with it, follow me.’ He opened the door and I followed him out, he strolled down to the front of the building and then into a side alley, I followed him around the corner and then froze, there leaning against the wall of the building was a massive black bike, I was smooth and slick and looked like it was speeding while it was still standing still. The massive dude threw a leg over and grabbed a jacket and helmet that had been over the handlebars, he looked over at me, ‘there is a jacket and helmet on the back there for you Ben suit up and lets go.’ I gulped and moved over to him, the bike was massive but he looked even bigger on it, there was indeed another black leather jacket and black helmet on the back of the bike, I pulled the jacket on and then pulled the helmet on, I took a deep breath and threw my legs over the bike, I was contemplating wether it was worth my healthy grabbing him around the waist when he suddenly kicked into life and revved it, I threw my arms around his waist just in time, the bike took off with a squeal of rubber and all around us car horns blared as drivers were forced to swerve or hit their brakes. I clung on tight, not caring if the guy decided to kill me afterwards, at least it would mean I had made it through the bike trip alive. I felt him shaking and realized that he was laughing, I ground my teeth together and managed to loosen my grip a little, this guy was getting a little bit to much enjoyment out of my humiliation.
The bike trip was over in about 15mins, although it felt like a lot longer to me. I had had many fantasies about bike rides with hot guys in leather, in none of them would I have been clenching my jaw in terror and praying. I managed to start breathing again and looked around, nearby was a building in which a steady steam of people where coming out, the dude in front of my pulled off his helmet and I did the same, he nodded towards the building, ‘that’s where your heading Ben, your going to be posing as a fill in member of the cleaning staff’ he handed me a I.D tag, it had a photo of me and a false name, I didn’t even want to guess as to how they got the photo. He was still talking so I focused back on him ‘now, this is not a ninja facility, so if your caught the repercussions will be unpleasant.’ From the way he was grinning at me I had a sneaking suspicion that he knew I would enjoy being hogtied under him. He nodded towards the door, ‘off you go, we need you to make your way around as much of the building as possible. I will be here to pick you up again when you finish, if of course you don’t get caught.’ I hopped off the bike, he flashed me a grin and then sped off again. I was still wearing the jacket and holding the helmet in my hands, I sighed and looked over at the building, oh well, at the very worst I would get a grilling by the building guards.
The next 3 hours was very unexciting, I managed to make my way around a lot of the building, I was helping out one of the other cleaning crew, since I was just a fill in my lack of experience wasn’t to apparent. At the end of it all I went back outside and sure enough the guy was there, leaning against his massive bike, he clapped a hand on my shoulder as I walked up to him nearly causing me to collapse under it, ‘well done dude, thought you could do it, nice pass, lets get you home.’ So saying he tossed me the jacket and helmet again, and no sooner had I thrown my leg over the bike then we took of, forcing me to grab him round the waist again. One more heart in throat ride later we suddenly stopped out the front of my building, he killed the engine and pushed back his visor, for the first time I noticed his eyes where a really dark and intense brown that was amazingly close to black. ‘I dropped your pack and stuff off upstairs Ben, academy will contact you for next mission’ I nodded and hopped off, hoping my legs wouldn’t betray me by turning to jelly, I pulled of the helmet and held it out for him to take so I would have my hands free to get the jacket off, but he shook his head, ‘keep them, I will always be picking you up on the bike, oh yea, I’m your handler, Jason, want me to come up and get better acquainted?’ from the way little wrinkles formed around his eyes I could tell he was smiling that smouldering hot grin of his, I swallowed opened my mouth and made a noise similar in pitch to a mouse burp and settled for shaking my head, he shrugged, ‘your right, plenty of time for that down the track.’ With that he kicked the bike into life again gave me a wink and then took off.
I locked my door behind me and swallowed noisily, had he been serious about the offer? If so I would have to be crazy to say yes, the guy was a trained killer! It was like if you where next to a tiger that was purring, it may essentially be a really big kitty but there is no way your gonna pat it! It was about then that a certain unmistakable scent hit my nostrils, leather, and I realized I was wearing a amazing jacket, I held out my arms and looked down at it, it was a classic biker style jacket, the zip running up diagonally, it was thick leather and unlined on the inside, I was standing there rubbing my crotch through the jumpsuit when I noticed the box on my table, it was another academy box. This time when I opened it I found more leather, it was a pair of army style BDU pants. I couldn’t resist pulling them on over the lower half of the jumpsuit, it felt so awesome to feel the cotton of the jumpsuit rub against the leather of the pants, I started to sweat a little in the two layers, I looked over at the helmet and shrugged, I pulled it on and went and checked myself out in the mirror, I looked fantastic, I wanted to jerk off but that would me taking off the jacket to get to the zip on the jumpsuit. I sat down at my desk where I had taken my boots of the night before and kicked off my sneakers and pulled on my boots from my first, and very unforgettable ‘mission’. As I was pulling on my boots I noticed I had email in my inbox from the academy address so I opened it up and sat reading it in my leathers and helmet reading it.
Dear mr Adams,
Congratulations on the completing your assessment assignment, your handler has advised you are ready for recon field work. Payment for carrying the sonar mapper through the building tonight is included with your pants.
I pushed away from the desk and returned to the box, at the bottom was a envelope, it had money in it, A LOT of money in it. I let out a low whistle as I quickly counted it and then headed back to the comp. And continued to read the email.
We shall inform you by text when your next assignment is, please be aware that all academy projects will take priority.
‘Ah well’ I thought as I was texting my friends let them know the fun embargo had been lifted from my life, while I leaned back in my chair enjoying the building heat under my leathers ‘what’s the worst that can happen?’
For the next few months my life was split into two, there was my outside happy life socializing with friends and partying, and then there was my job. And it soon became my primary job, I quit my old job when it started to conflict with the academy projects, I had no doubt that they where serious about it having first priority and then Jason would probably walk in and physically carry me out of the building if needed. My work was all gathering information, for what purpose I had no idea and was smart enough not to ask. Mostly I would be a janitor or something wondering around the building carrying concealed sonar devises that mapped the layout of the building as I walked around it. Sometimes I had a bit more of a hands on task, attaching bugs to phones while being a temp receptionist etc. That’s not to say it was risk free or boring more then one of the buildings I worked in had security staff who where clearly one step down from armed forces personal as opposed to one step up from mall security. There where plenty of close calls, but thankfully I managed to stay calm and get out of them.
The only real problem with it all was Jason, though it was a pleasant torture if I had to be honest, I could hardly complain about being whisked around on the back of a bike by a leather clad muscled hunk. But as it turned out the sexual innuendo was the first of many, barley a mission went by where he didn’t hint about me coming home with him or him coming to my place. I suspected it was more of a game to him then a real interest, I had encountered it before, guys who are used to other guys wanting them thinking that disinterest was a challenge. In this case it was not disinterest, it was terror, he still scared the bajeezus out of me! particularly when I saw him in action first hand one night, since he had a habit of parking in alleys it was really only a matter of time until we where attacked, and one night a would be mugger had tried to hit him up, faster then I could follow Jason had broken the guys arm and then while the guy was yelling, kicked him in the knee and I saw the guys knee bend in a way that no human knee should ever bend. Then calmly turned smiled at me and motioned for me to hop on the back and off we went. The guy was a trained killer and there was no way I was going to get naked and vulnerable near him. However no matter how often I said no to his advances his reaction was always the same, a smile a wink and a saucy comment about next time.
I waited out the front of my units, I was in jeans and a polo shirt and a new leather dress jacket, which I had just brought as a treat for surviving my lates mission, I had barley gotten out, no sooner had I managed to get out the security exit when a phone call had come through to detain me, a very nerve racking chase had ensued, the academy had apparently been very wrong about the level of security in the building, which for them was unusual. As means of apology for nearly getting me interrogated by hired gorillas and then no doubt being turned over to the local police with broken fingers 4 less teeth then I had started with and the explanation that I feel down some stairs, Jason was taking me out to dinner. I suspected this was simply another way he was trying to use to get me into bed, but I figured a free meal was a free meal. He had said he wouldn’t be picking me up on his bike so I was waiting out the front to be picked up. Suddenly a massice humvee pulled up to the curb and the heavily tinted passenger side window rolled down to show Jason smiling at me from the drivers side, I sighed, I thought stealth was supposed to be a ninja’s greatest asset. Thankfully though I was glad he had arrived, it was unseasonably cold and I was half wishing I had thrown on a jumped under my jacket. He chatted animatedly on the way, apparently the building I had been mapping was a lot more important then realized, and by managing to escape I had not only ensured the academy’s interest in it remained a secret but also presented the academy with a major target. He didn’t go into specifics and I didn’t ask.
Dinner was nice, and the conversation was comfortable the restaurant was expensive, and I was feeling distinctly underdressed. Thankfully we had come in reasonably early and so where leaving just as things where getting busy. It was at the coat check however that things went pear shaped, my jacket was gone, I was devastated, Jason growled at the poor chick behind the desk and I felt sorry for her as she looked like she didn’t know wether to cry or pee herself. I pulled on Jason’s arm, I had brought the jacket out of my bonus for the mission so it was really no big deal. Plus I was worried he would attack the poor girl. Outside however I nearly considered letting Jason go back in and attack her, it was freezing!! I stood trying not to shiver as we waited for the valet to get the humvee, unfortunately like I said it was coming up to the main dinner rush and the wait was a while. Jason looked over at me shivering and frowned, he pulled off his jacket handed it to me in a no nonsense sort of way and went over to grab the keys and go get his car himself. I pulled the jacket on thankfully and zipped it up. And in no time the massive hummer growled up to the front and I thankfully jumped in to its climate controlled interior. The trip back was fast as Jason drove back with his usual break neck speed, I however was in heaven, Jason’s jacket was his usual bike jacket, it was thick and well worn leather and smelt fantastic, a mix of leather and his personal scent and the more recent addition of the particularly potent and lust inducing smell of his cologne. When we pulled up at my place I was half wishing it had taken longer so I could enjoy the smell longer, I sighed and reached up and tugged the zipped, but nothing happened, I frowned and tugged harder, Jason noticed my problem and reached over and gave it a firm tug to but nothing happened, “damn” he muttered, “it does that sometimes, it a old jacket, I got that when I was at the training facility for the academy, sometimes the zip catches, you just need a bit of wire to do the trick, do you have any upstairs?’ I almost fainted, there was no way I was going to let him into my unit, I had a suspicion that once he was over the threshold I would be a goner. I shook my head in what I hoped was a believable manner, he shrugged and smiled, ‘that’s cool, I have some at my place, in case of such a event, we can go there get it off you and I will drop you home… or you could spend the night?’ I gulped, and managed to stammer out a excuse about long day and being tired, he laughed and threw the hummer into gear and we where off again.
Jason’s unit was in a very serious looking building, there was no doorman but the entrance foyer required keycard and keypad entry to get in and the elevator also required a pass code to be operated. I had a suspicion I was in an academy building, but kept my mouth shut. We approached his unit and to my surprise he simply pushed on his front door and it opened, I guess when you’re a professional assassin you don’t need to worry about break ins. As soon as the door closed behind me however I heard a heavy thunking noise and looked curiously at the top of the door where it had come from. Jason noticed my look and smiled, ‘magnetic locks, impossible to pick, door operates on a RF chip, that I keep in my watch, so no need for keys, now lets get you out of that jacket.’ He came over and stood behind me so he could manipulate the stuck zipper from the usual angle, as his strong arms went around me I shivered slightly, contact with him even through two layers of clothing was electrifying. I heard him chuckle in my ear and then he whispered something in my ear that I will never forget, ‘gotcha’ then suddenly his hands where no longer on the jacket and the zipper instead one massive forearms was forming a v around my neck and the other was braced around it, I reach up frantically, he had me in a headlock, I knew I had about 5 seconds before the loss of blood to my brain would cause me to pass ou…………………………. hey guys, all action from here on, sorry bout the slow start, but i like to get the whole thing firmly started, then get down and dirty ;)