Gathering a few things in a bag, including the picture of his father, he slipped out of the dormitory before noon. Neither man was in sight. He hated to disappoint his dad, but he'd get back to him someday and explain. Right now, he didn't know where to go. Hitchhiking along the highway he'd head in whatever direction any oncoming car seemed to be going.
He didn't balk when the Chevrolet trailer pulled up beside him. The door opened and a man resembling his father looked out at him. Without asking, he climbed into the seat beside the heavily bearded man whose dark hair covered huge forearms.
The driver waited a few minutes. "I'm Ben. You got a name?"
Sentjen looked at the handsome rider. His name? It didn't matter to him, why should this stranger care? "Sentjen," he cautiously whispered.
"I'm headed south Sentjen. You sure that's where you wanna go?" Ben placed his hand on Sentjens knee but removed it when he got no response.
"It'll do fine...Mr...Mr Ben?"
"You can call me Ben. All my boys do."
They drove for several miles without talking. Ben turned the trailer onto the shoulder of the highway and watched his passenger for several minutes. Slowly Sentjen felt the swell of emotion and his body trembled and his eyes brimmed with tears.
Within seconds those tears came in a flood, his entire body shook as he sobbed uncontrollably. Then without any reason he spilled out the entire story to the stranger along with his fear of maybe never seeing his dad again.
Ben pulled the boy to him, pressing the tearful face against his broad hairy chest. "It's okay boy. It's all past history now. You're under Daddy Ben's protection now. I've got a family that you would fit nicely into. We'll take care of you until you can do it yourself. Maybe we can find your dad and let him know you'll be with me for awhile. Wanna come with me?" Ben stroked the long blond hair of the boy and hugged Sentjen to him.
Sentjen immediately thought of how much he missed his dad. But for now he was too ashamed to ever face him again, not until he had gotten his dignity back. He was in no condition to fend for himself, so he nodded affirmatively to Ben's offer.
Within moments he was asleep against Ben's chest as the giant swung the trailer back onto the highway.
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About the Author
He kept his creative mind active by placing his toy Barbies in Jeopardy only to have them saved by his GI Joe action figures. In DeWitt Clinton High School, Cain joined the School's writing club. The club churned out literature laden newsletters with regularity, with each issue focusing on the latest literary offering from a member of the group.
For many years Cain put down his pen (now a PC) to travel overseas. Taking on a variety of jobs and careers both Stateside and in Europe, he spent much of his time not only living the lives of many of his characters but chronicling their loves as well. When asked in recent interviews if he wrote from experience. His answer was a resounding yes "with license" he added.
Cain has written for almost every major gay/fetish magazine in Europe, Canada and the United States. He was listed as one of Allyson publishing "Best Writers of 1996". Once he started writing novellas he discovered he was most comfortable writing short stories blaming the genre on his background in penning stories with a short word count and a quick resolution plus his own limited attention span. Although now he writes mainly gay romance novels, his BLACK MEN IN LEATHER book is in the Schwaumberg men's library in Illinois, which chronicles the black mans' journey into the gay leather community.
As a self employed personal trainer and massage therapist his next series of books focused on health, fitness, meditation and spirituality. He introduced the world to Hannibal Rex, Americas first black sex action hero! His diabetic booklet, "Sex in the Dungeon" has saved countless lives and he's achieved numerous awards for his efforts.
A new publisher and a new lease of life (after a recent a stroke from which he has made a full recovery) has given him fresh ideas for a new direction in his writing.
He currently lives in New York City with his life partner who indulges him shamelessly.
His website is www.cainberlingers.com