Finding Jake
By Dwedno
Chapter 1: Meeting Phillip.
 
It all started for me about a year ago. I was alone and living on the 
streets back home, turning tricks to make a few bucks so I could eat and 
live from one day to the next. I knew I was gay and I was into guys but I 
never thought I would find one who cared enough and trusted me enough to 
invite me into his house, a guy that is. Tomorrow it will be a year I am 
here and we might have another boy moving in too if he wants to. If he 
does he will join me Max and Brad living here with the one person in the 
world that seems to care about us. His name is Philip. Phillip is an old 
man, well old to me… I asked him once and he told me he was in his late 
50’s but never told me his exact age. I will tell more about him as the 
story goes on but for now this is all you need to know about him. As for 
me… I am fifteen and a runaway as are Max and Brad too. Phil has taken all 
of us into his huge home here in downtown suburbia. Marshallville, NY. I 
grew up in the city and a lot of kids knew I was gay and would pick on me 
all the time for it. I never knew my dad and my mother was a druggie and 
barely kept a roof over my head on a good day. I finally got tired of her 
shit and some other things and I packed up everything I had and left. That 
was over a year ago and I haven’t heard from her since. After getting on a 
bus with what little cash I had I wound up a few miles from here at the 
end of the bus line that I took that night. I got off and wandered for 
hours until I found a place that seemed safe and put down my sleeping 
blanket and fell sleep. Traffic woke me the next morning. There wasn’t a 
lot of it but this loud truck went by and woke me out of my sleep. It was 
probably the best sleep I had in weeks… even out here in the middle of no 
where! It was late fall and there was a chill in the air but it wasn’t 
cold yet. I had two dollars to my name and a sleeping blanket and a change 
of clothes. It was all I could fit into my back pack. I don’t know why but 
I took my picture of my mom for some reason but its still in there and I 
haven’t looked at it since I got here.
Anyway, after three days of living in the same place I was dirty and 
hungry and needed something to eat so one morning I took off from my hole 
in the wall which was really nothing more than a card board box hidden in 
some brush about ten feet off the road. I started walking and came across 
this diner. The smell caught my nose long before I got there and my belly 
was doing things I never heard before. One time it gurgled so loud that I 
thought anyone close to me would be able to hear it. I finally found the 
diner and stood outside looking in for about a half hour. I didn’t think 
anyone saw me or even knew I was looking in. I tried to be casual about it 
but I guess I wasn’t. Eventually this man that was sitting at the counter 
on a spinning chair got up and paid his bill and left the diner. He looked 
at me and stopped but said nothing. He shook his head and turned and 
walked away. I so wished he would have said something to me or offered me 
even a piece of bread but he didn’t. That night I went to bed hungry once 
again after pretty much hiding from everyone all day. Now when I say 
everyone I don’t mean tons of people. More like ten or twenty tops that 
happened to pass by the area I was staying at during the day. The last 
thing I wanted was the local sheriff picking me up because I was out in 
the open and making me part of the SYSTEM! 
So once again I went to sleep dirty, hungry and scared. I was starting to 
wonder if I made the right choice. As dark fell I crept back into my 
sleeping bag (blanket) and started to think about what tomorrow would hold 
for me. My hand wandered down to my sweatpants and found my member. It was 
the first time I had even thought about sex since I left my sleazy home 
life. At fifteen I had gone through all the experiences of being a gay boy 
and having no one to share it with. I have known for a long time but only 
come to grips with it since I was twelve. I was outted by the only kid I 
trusted in my school. I needed to tell someone and I trusted him after a 
long battle in my head about telling him. One day I decided to and two 
days later kids were looking at me and before long I was being called all 
the usual names. That lasted another week before I punched out someone who 
got a little too personal and the next day I was in the principals office 
and we were discussing it. Luckily I didn’t get in too much trouble and a 
decision was made. I was being transferred to another school in the 
district. With in a week the news followed me there and it started all 
over again. Just not as harsh this time. First the looks then some 
comments and finally the label. “Gay Boy” I was called. I just let it go 
since no one got in my face over it and eventually it got quiet. Don’t get 
me wrong it never went away it just got to a point where I dealt with it 
and ignored just about everyone who gave me a dirty look. At least no one 
did anything to me other than the looks and occasional behind the back 
comments. I never really was accepted but I made due with what I had 
there. Finally between my mom doing drugs and school becoming overbearing 
I left to come here and that is where I am at now with my story to all of 
you. Well now I was running my hand over my hard member and wondering if I 
should finish off or just stop and go to sleep. At this point cumming 
would just make me messier then I already was and since I had a half a 
bottle of water left I didn’t want to waste it on washing cum off my body 
so I stopped playing and my hard tool went back to normal a little while 
later. Eventually I am sure I will blow a wad into the bushes or some 
place but not here in the box. I drifted off to sleep and woke to daylight 
outside the box and my belly screaming for food. I finished off the last 
bit of water I had and got up and scrambled out of the box a few feet and 
took a leak next to a tree for some privacy just incase someone walked by 
and looked up here. I was pretty well hidden but I was too scared to think 
totally straight about stuff like that so I just did what was normal, hid 
behind a tree and took a leak. I took a walk after that to stretch my legs 
and a few people saw me out in the open. It was early and no one said 
anything but they did look at me and could tell I didn’t belong there. It 
wasn’t hard to tell after all. I was four days dirty and probably looked 
like a slob. The one thing I took pride in was being clean and even if 
nothing else while I lived home I kept my area as nice and clean as I 
could. Last thing I wanted was to be this dirty and gross feeling. I 
decided to head to the diner and see if that old man would show up again. 
At least he looked at me. Even if he shook his head he didn’t do anything 
to make me feel scared or bad. Maybe he could help. Finally after about an 
hour he came walking down the walk and looked up and at me as I stood a 
few feet from the end of the diner. He didn’t say anything he just looked 
at me and went inside. About a half hour later he came out and looked at 
me immediately after he came out. He had a bag in his hand this time and I 
was wishing it was food and it was for me. I was still scared of everyone 
to a point but right now my belly was winning out over any fears I had and 
when he looked at me I started walking towards him. With great caution I 
slowly walked towards the man but still I walked his way even though it 
could have been a trap or anything. I didn’t care anymore I needed food 
and since he was the first person to look at me twice it was worth risking 
at the moment.  I got about twenty feet from him and he started walking 
towards me. I immediately stopped as fear took over in my head. I turned 
and thought about leaving and he yelled out to me. 
“Wait boy! Please don’t run away I won’t hurt you I promise.”
There wasn’t another soul around as he yelled to me and I was thankful for 
that at the moment even though if someone else was there I would have felt 
a little safer. Maybe? I turned back to him and he started walking towards 
me again. I didn’t run for some reason as he approached. He got within ten 
feet or so of me and stopped.
“Hey boy.” He said.
“Hi.” I shyly answered.
“You new to the area?”
“You could say that mister. Why do you ask?”
“Because I have lived here all my life and I haven’t seen you around 
before. Now I have seen you twice in two days and you look like you don’t 
have a place to live.”
I didn’t know what to say so I remained quiet and let him do the talking 
for now.
“My name is Phillip.”
“Hi Phillip.”
 “You don’t have a home do you?”
“I guess it’s obvious huh?”
“When I saw you yesterday I kinda figured it out but I didn’t want to say 
or do anything until I was sure. When I saw you today I was sure. Here 
son, take this. Its food and I am sure you are hungry.”
He reached out the bag to me and I grabbed it a second later.
“Thanks mister, I mean Phillip.”
I turned and ran away with the bag of food. He said something else and 
yelled to me but I wasn’t listening all I could think of was the smell 
coming from the bag. I ran back to my box and ripped open the bag and 
there was a metal container with a cardboard top. I finally got hold of it 
and ripped it off and looked at my prize. Phillip bought me breakfast. 
There were three pancakes with scrambled eggs on top. In the bag was 
butter, syrup and a plastic knife and fork. I ate the food and licked the 
metal bottom clean problem was I ate it so fast I got pain in my belly a 
few minutes after I finished it and I felt like I was going to throw it 
right up. I lay down and felt better after a while. I didn’t know much 
about Phillip but I did know he cared enough to bring me food and maybe 
tomorrow he would do it again. That night I slept better with something in 
my belly and when morning came I was up and out of the box so fast I 
almost forgot to take my morning leak. I knew I was early, way early for 
him to be around so I sat and waited. Hours passed and the few people that 
passed looked at me but didn’t say anything. Right now I didn’t care for 
the first time who saw me all I wanted was for Phillip to show up again 
and maybe bring me more food. Finally I looked down the block and saw the 
man walking towards me. As he got closer I could tell that it was him. He 
was well dressed like the day before only I noticed it this time. Last 
time all I thought about was food not how he looked. He got closer and saw 
me past the diner sitting on the wall. He didn’t go in; he came over to me 
as I sat there.
“Hi there young man. How was your food yesterday?”
“Fine sir, thanks you so much for feeding me.”
“You are quite welcome. You know I yelled for you as you ran away.”
“Yeah, sorry about that all I thought about was eating what did you say?”
“I yelled for you to stop and listen to me. I was going to offer you a 
place to sleep but you took off so fast that I never got a chance to tell 
you.”
I smiled for the first time in a long time. He smiled back.
“Really? You have a place for me to sleep? Somewhere in a bed where it’s 
warm and maybe I can shower?” I was ecstatic. 
“Yes I do but there is a catch.”
My smile immediately went away.
“Now don’t get upset it’s not a bad thing.” He said to me.
“Oh what’s the catch then mister? I really am not into older guys sorry.”
He laughed out loud.
“No, no… nothing like that. I had a feeling you might be a gay runaway but 
I promise you have nothing to fear from me if you want to come along.”
“Then what is the promise?”
“The promise is simple. I need to know your name and you have to promise 
me you will never steal from me. That is the only thing that will get you 
thrown out of my house. You will have your own room and I will introduce 
you to Max when we get back to my place. He was a runaway too and has been 
living with me for three years now. We take good care of one another.”
I smiled at him and stuck out my dirty hand. We shook hands and I went to 
give him a hug but stopped when I realized how filthy I was. I stopped in 
my tracks and he had a puzzled look on his face. He didn’t have a clue 
what I was going to do.
“Can I get my things?”
“How about we eat together and then you can get them and bring them back 
with you.”
“Awesome!”
I am gonna eat with him!! He turned to walk back to the diner and I 
followed. 
“How old is Max sir?”
“My name is Phillip not sir! He stopped and looked at me as he said that 
sternly to me. Please do not call me that. Sir is for old people.”
I laughed to myself as he said old people.
“Also I am still waiting for you to tell me your name son.”
“Oh sorry, my name is Jacob Dillon Camden. My friends used to call me JD 
or Dillon. I never really liked Jacob so I told most friends to call me 
Dylan. I like that name a lot. JD is okay too.”
“Well JD… it’s nice to finally know your name and just so you know I like 
Dylan too. So that will be what I call you if it’s okay.”
“Yes sir! Errrrr I mean sure Phillip.”
He gave me a look but smiled immediately. 
“Well come on Dylan I am sure you are starving, I know I am and I ate 
dinner last night.”
He took off for the diner front door and I followed immediately running 
ahead to open it for him. As soon as we got inside I got a smell of myself 
and it wasn’t too pretty either! 
“Phillip this is the first time I have been indoors in a while and I am 
embarrassed to say this but I really don’t smell good.”
“No big deal Dylan. Take this and go into the bathroom and splash some on 
yourself.”
I took the bottle and headed to the bathroom. When I got inside I opened 
it and it was cologne. It smelled a lot like him and although it wasn’t 
totally bad it wasn’t my favorite but for now it will do. I dabbed some 
all over my body making sure I didn’t miss my groin and pits and came out 
shortly afterwards smelling like a new man. So to speak. I sat at the 
table and handed the bottle back to him.
“You smell like me Dylan.”
I laughed and thought to myself. I smell like old man!
“I’m glad you didn’t use a lot this stuff is potent and very expensive 
too.”
“I used very little it’s not my favorite but it sure beats what I do smell 
like.”
A few minutes later a waitress came over to the table and smiled at us.
“Hi Phil who’s the cute boy?”
“Morning Eileen, This is Dylan.”
She looked at me and smiled. 
“Well hello Dylan, nice to meet you, I see you have met one of the nicest 
men in town. What brings you here?”
I was about to open my mouth when he started talking for me.
“You know darlin; sometimes you ask the wrong thing.”
She got all serious looking and quiet. I looked at her and smiled and she 
smiled at me once again.
“Go ahead and tell her what you want Dylan.”
“I don’t know can I see a menu?”
“Sure sweet thing, I’ll be right back with one. Do you want something to 
drink?”
“Yes please, can I have coffee and a glass of chocolate milk?”
“Sure.”
She turned and walked away.”
“Coffee?”
“Yeah I got the habit back home and I like it. Why did you interrupt me 
when she asked that question?”
“Because as nice as she is she is also the town big mouth. Now don’t get 
me wrong Dylan she is a sweet woman but what you say to her will be spread 
all over town if you aren’t careful.”
“Oh. Then what about me eating with you?”
“Don’t worry about that. Even she has some respect when it comes to that.”
“Oh okay.” I said.
“After all she needs this job and if she talks too much I will fire her.”
I was confused.
“Fire her?” I asked.
“Yeah I own this place. That’s why I eat here its just easier that way.”
“You own this place? Wow.”
“Yeah well eventually you will find out a lot more about me but for now 
let’s just say I don’t have any problems with cash flow which is why I 
told you about stealing before.”
“Yeah well you have my word that will never happen! I can’t thank you 
enough just for feeding me.”
“Dylan, as long as you are with me you will never be hungry again. I am 
not saying that to keep you around I never force anyone to stay with me 
but I just wanted to let you know you will never be hungry or cold again 
unless you want to leave.”
I just smiled at him as a small part of me wondered what the catch was. No 
one is this nice. Especially to a total stranger! What was I getting 
myself into? Well that is how it all began and he did take me in and has 
taken care of me, Max and Brad ever since the first day I met him. there 
is more to this lots more but for now I think this is a good way to start 
my story and tell all of you how I met Phillip and how he takes care of 
the three of us every day and we do our best to take care of and love him 
just the same. Hopefully there will be four of us soon. He said something 
about a new boy named Jake but so far the rest is a mystery. Only time 
will tell for now where this new boy is.