A Father's Curse
Chapter 8
John kept a watchful eye on the two boys for the remainder of the holiday to make sure they really were happy with the sexual side of their relationship with Grant and Ross. He installed a hidden camera in Michael's suite to watch one sex session with the two bodyguards. He justified it by thinking that he had seen all the rape tapes before so this was ok. By the end of the session he was comfortable, completely. His son was a little nymphomaniac apparently loving to be spit roasted and taking Grant's monster in his arse with obvious delight. Surprising really, but John was now content with the situation. He knew the two guards would protect his two with their lives and that was all that mattered. He was still so proud of Michael for his fortitude in shaking off his ordeal and the way he was shaping up as a serious academic and as a person, the sex side didn't register as important as long it was healthy and consensual.
The camera was removed and John went about his work with an easy mind.
The boys went back to college and John decided to tour his other offices, especially the one in Cairo. He took Alex with him because security in the Middle East was still a high priority. They had been in Cairo for two days making sure that the onsite manager was getting everything right. Alex walked in to the manager's office where John was talking and motioned that he wanted to talk in private to his boss.
"Ahmed, could you leave Alex and me for a few minutes?"
Alone with his security chief, John raised an eyebrow.
"Security are holding a man at reception who wants to see you. He says his name is Mohammed Morcas."
John visibly paled before pulling himself together.
"Any idea what he wants?"
"No John, he would only say that he wants to talk to you."
"Oh well, as long as he will accept being frisked I guess you had better let him come up."
"Alright, John, but I am armed and will remain with you whatever he says."
The man that entered the office a few minutes later was definitely an older version of Sharif, but with much softer looks. This didn't look like the son or brother of a brutal fanatic.
"Thank you for seeing me Mr. Leyton, I doubted you would, knowing your relationship with my father."
"I nearly didn't, but I guessed you would find some way of talking to me if you felt the need, so what can I do for you?"
"Can I first of all tell you that I know what my father and brother organised with regard to your son and his friend as revenge for beating him in the media deal that you won."
John nodded for him to continue.
"My younger brother sent me copies of the tapes my father sent you, and he told me what they intended to do to both of those boys eventually. I also know that a rescue bid was made and was successful because my sources tell me your son and his friend are at college.
My father was a very bitter man after you beat him, and my brother was a sadistic fanatic who had killed many innocent people with his terrorist cronies.
What I would like to know so that I can normalise my family's life is what happened to the two of them and my cousin?"
"I'm not sure it would be very wise of me to make any comment to that Mr. Morcas, even if I knew."
The man looked appealingly at John.
"I am assuming that the raid on my father's island stronghold was made at your instigation, nothing else makes any sense as your son and his friend were rescued. I know that my three relatives were evil men and you have probably done the world a favour if you eliminated them. I just need to know because until I do I cannot take over my father's businesses and support our family properly."
John looked searchingly at this young man who didn't appear to be seeking revenge, just knowledge, so despite Alex shaking his head he asked Mohammed to sit down and offered him coffee which was accepted.
"You know the whole of your father's plans for my son as did I so you can probably guess that my assault team were told to press home the attack on Farur Island with extreme prejudice. They left no man alive.
"I know that, Sir, but my relations were not among the dead."
John thought, `damn', and on the spot decided to come clean.
"I won't give you details, but the main perpetrators of the abduction were executed and buried at sea, that included your relations."
Mohammed nodded, "That was probably the best end for them. The world will be a better place without them."
He stood up then, put out his hand to John and said, "Thank you Mr. Leyton, I won't bother you again and nor will anyone else in my family."
Alex showed him out and returned to talk to John.
"I still think we should stay alert, particularly in this part of the world."
"I agree Alex, but I don't think that young man will cause us any problems."
The matter was left to rest. The manager was called back in and John tied up the loose ends with him before moving on to other operations.
The return to the home office was done with John satisfied his empire was still good.
He spoke regularly to Michael and received regular reports from the dean on the two boys. Life was good, and didn't look like changing. The next three years passed the same. The boys holidayed on the yacht in different parts of the world, never without their two bodyguards. The new stewards on the yacht were newly trained high school graduates who would bend over backwards to keep plumb jobs like this one but they spent more time bent over forwards than they expected, but as both were gay they had no problem accepting the advances of two very sexy college graduates, and not infrequently their two bodyguards. Being allowed to top and bottom was so much fun with these sexy men.
John became slightly alarmed at the actions of his son until he had discussed them with a psychiatrist. Once again he was assured there was no problem with Michael's actions in their present form.He was, quite simply a nymphomaniac.
On graduation, Jack allowed the boys to have their own house and no one was surprised when the bodyguards became more involved in the business activities of the boys, and the ships stewards became house staff. John monitored their activity and accepted that things were not going to expand beyond the six.
Michael and Jay thought that their lives were just about perfect now.
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