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Chapter Thirty-Four: New Horizons (Corrected 2/06/07)
"Mom," Daniel used his cell to contact his mother, "We're about thirty minutes out. Are you sure you want to do this? I can take the boys to a motel."
"Daniel," his mother answered remonstratively, "don't you dare. I expect you and those boys here. Dinner is already in the oven"
"Okay, as long as you and Arthur are comfortable with it. We don't want to put you out any."
"Daniel, we're both looking forward to them being here. It's been a long time since I heard the sound of children laughing in my home. We'll take care of them; you just get them here."
"Love you, Mom."
"Love you too, dear."
Daniel turned the cell phone off and turned to see the boys looking at him and smiling.
When he gave the shrug of 'what' the boys snickered, some openly laughed.
"Some one want to let me in on the joke?" Daniel asked.
"Mr. Dan'l, we just can't wait to hear what kind of stories your mom's going to tell us."
Daniel understood the boys' enthusiasm. He knew it would be too much to expect his mother to not tell any stories. He also knew that whatever his mother said, it wouldn't be too embarrassing and would probably help to let the boys know his life wasn't so different than theirs; that is, when the boys had a normal home. When the vans turned into the driveway, Daniel smiled when he heard the boys' reactions.
The vans turned into a circular driveway that passed through wrought-iron gates. The driveway led to a white stucco house with barrel-tile roof. The design was Mediterranean, typical of the area, with lush foliage. Set back approximately one hundred feet from the road, the house could only be seen through the gates due to the six- foot high wall along the front. The wall extended down the sides of the yard and rose to eight feet once behind the front corner of the house, giving maximum security and privacy to the residents. The entrance to the home was through a small courtyard dominated by a three-tiered fountain.
The house was shaped like the letter 'H' with the horizontal bar, being the entry foyer and family room, closer to the front. Outside, behind the family room was a large swimming pool with a diving board and slide. Behind the pool was a small guest house/cabana that was flanked by lush landscaping surrounding seating areas. Each seating area had a fountain similar to, but smaller than, the fountain in the entry courtyard. The pool was flanked by a large patio-deck bounded on one side by the bedroom wing and on the other by the wing housing the garage, study and game room. All rooms in the wings opened onto the central courtyard and pool.
When the vans stopped in front of the house, the boys got out and stood near the vehicles, waiting on directions from Daniel. Daniel had the boys gather in a single group so he could address them. He told the boys they should address his mother as Ms. Linda and her husband, Daniel's stepfather, as Mr. Arthur. They would stay here for the entire tour. Each morning they would drive to the speaking appointment and the television station and return here in the afternoons. The house was large enough for everyone to be comfortable and there was quiet space for the boys to do their homework. This last announcement elicited groans from most of the boys. While he spoke, Linda and Arthur walked up and stood behind Daniel.
"Daniel," Linda began, "Aren't you going to greet your dear old mom?"
Daniel turned on hearing her voice and embraced his mother. He then shook hands with Arthur. Linda and Arthur were married shortly after Daniel was freed and adopted by Dr. Thompson. Arthur and Daniel never had the opportunity to spend a great deal of time together to develop a really close relationship. However, the time they did have together allowed them to get to know one another and become good friends. Linda, of course, being the strongest bond between the two men. Another common bond was that Arthur fully supported Daniel's views on slavery and the initiative to change many of the laws to protect children and families.
While Daniel greeted his mother, Danny walked over and took his hand. Linda saw the boy and used a mother's instincts to make him feel welcome.
"Hi there, young man," Linda said as she bent over to look Danny in the eye, "You are a sweetie. I bet you're Danny, right?"
Daniel watched his mother take full control of Danny. He also watched Danny turn on his five year old charm with that instant smile and tilt of the head. Danny was wrapping Linda around his finger. While Linda and Danny talked, Ryan stepped up.
"Danny," Linda said as she turned to Ryan, "is this your friend?" Danny nodded. "What's your name, sweetie?"
"Ryan," he answered in almost a whisper and acting very shy.
"How old are you, Ryan?"
"Fiiiiiive," he answered drawing out the single syllable, as little ones will sometimes do.
"Well, boys, I think that if we went inside, I just might know where there's a special jar full of homemade cookies. Would you like a cookie?"
The boys answered with bright smiles and happy eyes. Linda took each boy by the hand and walked them inside.
"Daniel," she called back over her shoulder, "Would you and the boys care to join us?"
Linda, Danny and Ryan emerged from the kitchen with the boys holding a cookie in each hand. All the boys stood in the entry foyer, mesmerized by the home. Linda told the other boys that they normally had dinner in the mid-afternoon on Sunday. This meant dinner would be in about an hour and a half. Anyone wanting a snack could help themselves to the fruit and goodies spread on the breakfast bar. Ryan suddenly hollered out "Look" to everyone and ran through the family room towards the backyard. Linda smiled when she realized Ryan had spotted the sliding board that ended just above the pool. Danny ran over to join his friend and then looked back to Daniel expectantly.
"Danny, would you and Ryan like to go in the pool?" Linda knew the answer before the question was asked. When the boys nodded enthusiastically, she held out her hands for them and Ryan ran to her. Linda then told all the boys to feel free to use the pool. When the boys looked sheepish and started mumbling to themselves, she realized the problem.
Linda began undressing Ryan while she talked to the other boys. "Boys, let me tell you a little secret. When Daniel was little," these words brought smiles to several faces anticipating finding out a little secret regarding Daniel, "we had a swimming pool which he thought he should live in. He did stay in it most of the time. He didn't like wearing wet clothes, so Daniel skinny-dipped most of the time. He also managed to run around the neighborhood naked most of the time. What was unusual with Daniel was not to see him naked, but to find him wearing clothes. Daniel was our neighborhood streaker." The boys immediately turned and taunted Daniel who made it a point to thank his mother for the tidbit of information.
"Boys, I also have three step-grandsons ages eight, ten and thirteen. They've managed to pick up where Daniel left off. I'm trying to tell you we are accustomed to having naked boys running around here and it doesn't bother us a bit. In fact, don't be surprised to find Mr. Arthur out there with you at some point; he loves to skinny dip." Most of the boys smiled at this point, several blushed. By the time Linda finished telling the story she had both Danny and Ryan naked and ready to go. She told both boys to find an older boy to go with them, and they were ready to swim.
Arthur and Daniel retired to Arthur's study. Arthur had been conducting some research for Daniel related to the upcoming debate with David Arnold. The research was related primarily to Arnold's background and family activities. Before Arthur told Daniel the results of his research, he advised him that they had contacted Mark's parents and they were expected to join them for dinner. Daniel let Arthur know this was a surprise for Mark. When he had called his parents, they had told him they would be out of town.
The two men reviewed the material Arthur had uncovered and were satisfied the information they were given was accurate. The key now was to obtain hard evidence that could be used in the debate. The standard set was the same that was normally applied to evidence to be introduced in court.
"Daniel, we've already ordered up most of the data we need to backup these findings. However, this is a lot of information to try and fit into a one-hour session; particularly if half that time is used to field questions from the audience."
"I know, Arthur, that's why we talked about challenging this David Arnold to a series of debates. We thought a challenge to a series of five debates at ninety-minutes each. The debates would be spread two to three weeks apart. What do you think?" Since Arthur was an experienced and highly respected civil trial attorney, his advice was invaluable to Daniel.
"Structured properly, I think the series of debates would work in your favor. In my business, we call it layering. You know what the overall argument is, and then you design a presentation where you present a little at a time. You want the listener to hear what you say, think about it, and then come to the same conclusion you have. If you try to present all this data at one time, it will overpower most listeners and they'll either not hear or forget a good portion of the information.
Daniel, if you can get this David Arnold to accept the challenge, I could let you have the use of a couple of our paralegals to do research and help structure the presentation."
"Arthur, that would be wonderful. I have a pretty good idea of how I want to approach this man and present the challenge. I also have a good idea of the subject matter I think we should address. What about the time frame I suggested. Do you think I'm stretching them out too long between debates?"
"In this case, no I don't. Particularly if you follow through with the proposed visual we discussed. In this situation, if I were to go into court, I would want to take full advantage of the visual impact. It's very much like the old saying of a picture is worth a thousand words; show the picture to the right people and you've won the argument. The time frame will also give us time to gather more physical evidence for your final disclosure.
"Daniel, have you discussed this latest idea with your board?"
"Oh yes. They fully understand and support the final impact. Their concerns were that we are very careful about picking up the evidence and making sure we have the hard data to support the claim. I think that as long as we are thorough and don't push too hard, we can get this done."
While Daniel and Arthur spoke in the study, Danny left the pool area in search of his protector. Both men noticed the door to the study move and turned to see a little water rat with a big smile peeking around the corner. Daniel motioned for Danny to come in and stood him in front of the desk while he retrieved a towel. Once Danny was wrapped in the towel he sat in Daniel's lap, enjoying the attention he received while he was dried. He took the opportunity to use a little more of his innocent charm on Arthur.
"Daniel, looks as though you have an admirer there. This is the boy that introduces the group when you travel, isn't he?"
"Yes, this is Danny. Danny, can you say hello to Mr. Arthur?"
"Hi," Danny said shyly but with a big smile and that tilt of the head.
"With that smile, I understand why he does the introduction. I bet he doesn't have a bit of trouble wrapping a lot of people around his finger."
"No, he doesn't," Daniel responded, "He started working on me the first day I saw him. He also mingles with the audience when I have a speaking engagement. All it takes is for this little guy to turn on his natural charm and for me to ask if anyone thinks he should be sold into slavery to pay someone else's debt. Occasionally, I'll ask if there's anyone that would refuse to provide food for him. So far, no one has answered 'yes'."
While the men were talking, Linda entered the room carrying another water rat wrapped in a towel. "Do you boys know you've been in here for over an hour? We should have guests coming soon.
"Daniel, it might help the boys be more comfortable if you would show them the game room. I think most boys enjoy playing billiards or air-hockey. Also, I thought if the boys want, I'd set up the table out by the pool. A few of the boys have been in the pool and if they're more comfortable sitting out there, that's fine with us. They won't have to bother putting any clothes back on either."
"Mom," Daniel said, "Let the boys help you. They aren't accustomed to being waited on all the time and would feel better if they did something. Are you sure you don't mind if they just sit out there naked and eat?"
"Daniel," responded Linda, "That's a silly question. I let you do it all the time. They just seem relaxed right now and I don't want them to worry about possibly messing up anything in the dining room. Let them be comfortable. After seeing their tans I think they like being naturally comfortable. Mark's in the pool with them. I wonder how he'll react when his parents get here and he's skinny dipping?"
"Should be interesting, Mom."
When the doorbell chimed Daniel had a pretty good idea who the guests were and answered rather than waiting on his Mother or Arthur. When he opened the door he faced a man and woman in their mid to late forties, well groomed, and with an attractive appearance. Daniel stepped outside and closed the door about half way so people inside the house could not see.
"Mr. and Mrs. Walters?"
"Yes, and you are?" replied Mr. Walters.
"Daniel Thompson. Nice to meet you."
"Daniel!" responded Mr. Walters, "The pleasure is all ours, I assure you. There's no way we can ever thank you enough for what you've done for Mark. If not for you, we wouldn't have a son now."
"That's right," contributed Mrs. Walters, "When we get a letter from him or speak to him on the phone he can't say enough good about you. We were so delighted when your mother called and invited us over today so we could meet you."
"Well, thank you," an almost blushing Daniel answered, "This is supposed to be a surprise for Mark; we didn't tell him you were coming. When we step in you will be able to see the pool straight ahead. I should warn you that several of the boys are in the pool, skinny dipping, and Mark's with them."
Mr. Walters looked a little surprised, but Mrs. Walters just laughed and said, "Daniel, I wouldn't miss this for anything. We should really be able to embarrass him. Oh, Daniel, before we go in, it's John and Elaine."
As John and Elaine entered the house, Daniel put his finger to his lips to signal Linda and the boys to be quiet. Mark was in the pool, in all his au natural glory with his back to the patio door. When he noticed the boys looking over his shoulder at something behind him, he turned to see what had their attention.
"MOM! DAD!" Mark cried out excitedly. He practically jumped across the pool and pulled himself up on the deck to hug his parents. He planned on calling them after the boys were in bed that night. This was a pleasant surprise because they could now meet the man he often talked about and who saved him from a life of slavery. Mark hugged his Mom, and then his Dad. When he returned to his mom to hug her again she told him to be careful and not get her too wet. Mark suddenly realized he was naked; worse, he was naked in front of his mother.
'OH my God," Mark cried out. Without thinking, Mark dove in the pool, and splashed water on anyone nearby, including his parents. When he surfaced and realized what he had done, he was even more embarrassed. The boys around the pool were in hysterics, pointing at Mark.
Daniel stepped to the side of the pool and handed Mark a towel. "Take this Mark, although I don't know why, there's nothing left to hide." Everyone had a good laugh at Mark's expense.
The other boys seemed to suddenly sense their nakedness and made sure the lower portion of their bodies was under water. Elaine told the other boys not to be so silly. After all, with Mark and his friends around, she had seen plenty of naked boys and it didn't bother her so it shouldn't bother them; they were to continue having a good time. As she turned from the pool she told the boys that if they had time she would tell them a few stories about Mark when he was their age. It seems Mark used to play all sorts of naked 'dare' games outside with his friends, and not always in the privacy of his yard.
Mark looked at his mother, astonished, and said under his breath, "I'm dead. She talks and I'll never have any peace with those boys".
Elaine joined Linda in the kitchen and helped put the final preparations on the dinner. The adults ate in the formal dining room while the boys, naked and wet, enjoyed their dinner by the pool. The atmosphere was relaxed and jovial with both Linda and Elaine telling stories on their sons. Each lady seemed to want to one-up the other with an embarrassing story. Mark and Daniel accepted their fate.
The boys stayed by the pool. They were accustomed to being naked around clothed adults and didn't give their natural comfort a second thought. The little ones ate what they were served and decided they wanted to find something else to occupy their time. The other boys all had seconds and two of the older boys, being in their mid-teens and possessing stomachs that stretched from the tip of their toes to just below their eyeballs, had thirds.
Linda and Elaine remarked that the boys had stopped eating. Daniel corrected them and said those older boys didn't eat, they funneled. Danny and Ryan chased each other around the pool. When Linda stuck her head outside and asked if anyone wanted desert, she was surprised at the unknowing stares. She quickly clarified the matter by telling them desert was strawberry shortcake. All faces lit up, followed by offers to help clear the table and serve.
Danny and Ryan ate the strawberries and whipped cream, leaving the cake. The boys then wandered inside. Danny walked up to Daniel, standing between him and his mother, and took his hand; Ryan walked over and stood by Elaine. Both ladies soon had a little boy sitting in their laps. It was a question of who enjoyed the attention more, the boys or the ladies. When it was time to clear the table Daniel took Danny, and Mark took Ryan. The men, except for Jeff, who went outside to supervise the other boys, retired to the study.
Arthur and John, both being professionals, soon discovered they had a number of mutual acquaintances. Daniel explained, in detail, the appearances the group would make this week, ending with the debate with David Arnold in West Palm on Thursday. Daniel did not reveal the information they had obtained on Arnold and what they were planning on doing with that data. Daniel did explain his hope to be able to present some visual evidence and the impact he hoped it would have. To achieve this Daniel would need the assistance of someone in the slave trade.
John fully understood Daniel's dilemma. After explaining that he knew some people who had connections in the trade and fellow accountants who had clients in the trade, he offered his assistance. John felt this was the least he could do for Daniel. The men discussed the details of the plan and lost track of time. Before they were able to complete their discussion, Elaine knocked on the door to let her husband know it was time to leave.
When Elaine walked out by the pool to say goodbye to the boys, they reminded her she promised to tell them stories about Mark. Elaine was happy to talk to the boys. While they talked, Mark asked his father to step over to one of the sitting areas.
"Dad," Mark began nervously, "There's something I need to talk to you about." John gave his son a fatherly squeeze on the shoulder with a reassuring look. "Dad, when I was in jail, you know, waiting to be enslaved, well some things happened and they weren't good. One day I was assigned to clean the fountain in the park across from the governor's office. A free man demanded that I go with him and he used me for his pleasure. As a slave and him a free man, it was his right. Dad, he fucked me. Somebody saw it and when I got back to the jail, well, five guys gang raped me. There was no way I could report it to the authorities because two of them were guards. If I'd squealed, the price would have been pretty bad." John didn't say anything. He put his arm around his son's shoulder and pulled him close, holding him tight. While John held him, Mark decided to tell his dad everything.
"Dad, there's more. You know I'm part of the staff. I'm here on this trip to help take care of the boys. I'm also kind of like one of them; I'm chipped. I'm not chipped like the state does a slave. These chips are to help protect us. If we are ever picked up for some reason, when the police or even a hospital does a scan, they pick up the chip. The chip tells them we're part of New Horizons and lets them know who to call. I told you about Evan and what happened to him right after we got to Fort Ogden. Daniel tracked the chip to find him. The vet that had Evan, picked up on the chip and got the number to call Daniel. It saved Evan's life. The chip can be removed when it's time with no problems."
John looked at his son, keeping an arm around him to hold him close. "Son, there's been three great days in my life and only one bad one. The first great day was the day your mother said she would be my wife. The second great day was the day you were born. The worst day was the day they told me you were to be enslaved and I would no longer have a son. I don't think I could ever fully explain my feelings when I was told I would no longer have a son. It was like part of me died or disappeared.
"Most kids don't realize that a father views his son as an extension of himself. All the things he dreamed of doing but didn't; a father knows the son will succeed where he failed. He doesn't just believe it, he knows it. Without a son, there was no dream. That day, part of my soul died. After that came the third great day.
"The third great day, well, I guess that's a toss up. One would be the day you called from the governor's office. I knew I wouldn't lose my son. More importantly, I knew my son would have a good future. At that point, my dreams that I saw fulfilled through you no longer mattered. What mattered was that you would be free and have the opportunity to pursue your own dreams."
"And, what was the other one?" Mark asked.
"Today, son, today. The fact that you had enough faith in me to have this conversation meant everything. You see that boy standing over by the diving board? The boy with the big smile listening so intently to your mother?"
"Yes, sir, that's Kevin," Mark responded.
"Well, he's been watching us real close. My guess is that he might be more than just one of the boys." John could feel Mark tense up with that statement. "Mark, believe it or not, I was your age once. I remember what it was like, especially having those spells where you would be all horned up twenty-four hours a day."
"Dad!?" an astonished Mark said.
"Mark, can you sit here and honestly tell me there's not something going on between the two of you?" Mark shook his head but couldn't look his dad in the eye. "You know, why don't we apply a little common sense? There's over one hundred boys in that camp. All except staff members run around naked all the time. Most are teens going through puberty. I'd bet at least half of them walk around half-erect most of the time. I'd also be willing to bet they play games, sexual games, quite a bit. It's just not done on a stage. Am I close so far?" Mark nodded and whispered a sheepish yes.
"Mark, you're still a teen and I'm guessing you have raging hormones and desires like any other boy. If there's one there that you are friendlier with than others, it wouldn't surprise me if the two of you gave each other a little relief and pleasure. You're normal, horny boys that need to get their nut once in a while. I read somewhere once that 80-85% of men dream of having sex with another male at some time, but more particularly when they are between fourteen and twenty-five; more than half do it." Mark looked at his dad, shocked at the blatant statement of fact.
"Believe it or not, Mark, fathers are not nearly as ignorant as most boys seem to think. It's just that we understand our son's wanting to experiment and learn. We understand that sometimes it's difficult to just sit down and talk to us. We have a pretty good idea when our sons have been up to something, but we also know that for the most part it's harmless. I'd rather know that you're over there, even if you are engaging in man-to-man sex for satisfaction, than think of you being a sex toy for some sadistic master for the rest of your life. There's still time for you to make your choices. By the way, did I ever tell you that I love you?"
Mark looked at his dad then turned and put both arms around him. John held his son while both father and son shed more than one tear. There was no need for words. After a few minutes the two continued to talk.
Mark told his dad that he was getting his classes caught up and had a good chance to make the Dean's list. Mark explained in detail his duties at New Horizon and how he hoped that, one day, he could contribute more. Prior to meeting Daniel, he went to school because he didn't know what else to do. Now, he put more effort into his studies in order to achieve a goal.
While the two talked they glanced over to Kevin and could see him watching them. John asked his son to signal Kevin to join them. Kevin walked over, nervously.
"Dad, this is Kevin."
"Hello, Kevin, it's nice to meet you."
"Thank you, sir. It's good to meet you." Kevin accepted and returned a firm, but not too firm, handshake.
"Kevin, Mark and I have been having a real heart to heart father and son talk. He's pretty much told me about you and him together." Kevin shifted nervously. "There's something I wanted to tell him and I thought you should hear it, too. I neither condone nor condemn what the two of you are doing. I do understand it and I accept it. Mark is my son and I will always love him dearly. I just hope that now he's learned to listen when I try to tell him something. The only thing I will ask of either of you is that you be careful; be aware of what you're doing, and don't get hurt."
"Yes, sir."
The boys laughed and enjoyed the stories Elaine told on her son. As Mark and his dad joined the group Elaine told the boys she could share only one more story. Elaine told how Mark and his friends liked to skinny-dip in the pool and found every conceivable reason to stay naked. Because of their ages it was not against the law and she let him do it most of the time. "However, there were some things they were not supposed to do but he and his best friend, Donald, would usually dare one another into doing something they thought was naughty.
"One of their favorite things to do was either play basketball or race each other in the pool. The looser had to kiss the winner's bottom; that was a kiss on each cheek. One day the two played and at the end walked around to the front yard. I was in the house and watched them through the window. One boy stood with his bottom stuck out while the other had to get on his knees, place his hands behind his back and kiss each cheek. Now remember, this was in the front yard where anyone going by could see them. The kisses could not be little pecks. The one doing the kissing had to hold the kiss. I found out that once the kiss was placed, the boy doing the kissing had to count up to a specified number. When he got to that number, he then repeated the process on the other cheek. Since I was inside, I was unable to hear the count." Elaine turned to her son.
"Mark, I always wanted to ask. How long did you have to hold that kiss on Donald's butt before you could kiss the other cheek?"
"MOM!" Mark turned a crimson red while the boys were left in hysterics.
On the way out John said something to Daniel that was apparently intended to be between them. The men shook hands and made tentative plans to talk again the next afternoon. When Mark's parents were gone, everyone took a deep breath and agreed it had been a busy, but rewarding, afternoon.
Earlier Danny and Ryan had fallen asleep in Mark and Daniel's arms and had been laid on the study sofa to nap. Now it was time to get them up or there would be no getting them to sleep later. Daniel decided he would join the boys; Arthur said he would follow. Both men were going skinny-dipping with all the boys.
In the pool Danny and Ryan were used as beach balls. The men tossed them back and forth, deliberately allowing them to fall in the water half the time. Both boys squealed and giggled till they were exhausted. The older boys enjoyed teasing Mark about the stories his mom had told and expended energy staying out of Mark's reach. Before anyone realized it, time slipped by and it was time for bed.
"Mark," Daniel called out, "Your dad and I had a brief talk before he left. He told me that the two of you had an intense father and son talk. He asked me if you and Kevin could stay in the guest house tonight; said you'd understand the message. Tell Kev not to worry about the little ones, I'll take care of them tonight. Thad and Clay can stay in the front room; they shouldn't bother you." Mark looked at Daniel and could only smile and nod his head. To do more would have revealed more emotion than Mark wanted to share at that time.
The remaining boys were divided between two guest rooms and the game room. Arthur had purchased air mattresses for the boys. With the boys' help everyone was accommodated for the evening.
*** "Mark," Kevin asked, "How'd you get Mr. Dan'l to let us have this room? I thought you and Jeff might be out here."
"I didn't get Mr. Dan'l to do anything," Mark replied, "Kevin, my dad arranged this with Daniel. I told him everything this afternoon, including about you and me. It's his way of letting us know everything's okay."
The two young men stepped into the shower and enjoyed feeling the warm water massage their bodies. They relaxed, holding one another and savoring this treat. When they had thoroughly bathed and towel dried one another, they enjoyed the feel of fresh linens and a soft mattress, wrapped in one another's arms.
"Mark, you're lucky. Not many dads would react the way your's did."
"I know. Maybe it's like he said, not many dads experience losing their son and their dreams to slavery and then having them returned. He just wants me to be happy. Funny thing, if I'd listened to him when I was younger I probably wouldn't have wound up in so much trouble. Not me, though; I thought I knew everything."
"Are you gonna talk all night or do what your dad knew we'd do in here? I've got a butt plug with me and I'm just itching to feel you take its place."
The boys took turns sucking the other's tongue and feeling every inch of their youthful bodies. Kevin especially enjoyed it when Mark would twist and nibble at his nipples, then give him a tongue bath. When Mark reached Kevin's groin, Kevin always enjoyed it when he licked and suckled his genitals, savoring them as a delicacy before moving around back to the valley of pleasure.
Tonight, two young men free of inhibitions and guilt of how family would react, and would get acquainted with the intimate details of his lover's body.
Kevin lay on his back, his hands behind his knees pulling his legs far back. Mark bathed and sucked on the younger boy's treasure hole, savoring its sweet scent and marveling at how the hole pulsed with desire. The younger boy's moans and sharp breaths reinforcing the need each had for the other. When he felt he could no longer control himself, Mark inserted the plug, twisted the ring and released the lubricant. After making sure his lover was well prepared, he placed Kevin's legs on his shoulders and slowly penetrated the boy.
"Ohhhhhhh, yyyeeeesssssss...let me have it...that's soooooo niiiiccce...ohhh...ooohhh fuuuuuck yeeeah...eeeeaaasssyyyy...yeeeeaaaah...you feeeel soooo good...moooore, .give me it allll...fuuuuuck...mmmmmmpppphhhh...mmmmppphhh...mmppphhh"
Mark used a slow pistoning rhythm to please his partner and enjoyed seeing the pure pleasure radiating from his face. He'd pull out till only the head remained and then start a slow, oh so slow, penetration. Kevin moaned and begged for more when he felt the tortuously slow withdrawal that made his guts feel like he was being pulled inside out.
"Ohhhhhh yyeeeeaaaah...mmmmppphhh... AAAAAHHHHHH!!!..."
Without warning Mark didn't repeat the slow penetration, but plunged in deep, hard and fast, sending Kevin to new levels of ecstasy and causing him to yell out.
The scene would be repeated more than once before the two rested, wrapped in one another's arms.
Thad put his brother Jack on the air mattress and covered him with a sheet. The eight year old had had a big day. It was fun for him, but he was exhausted. As was his normal routine, Thad sat beside his brother and told him a story of what it had been like with their mom and dad. Before the story was ended, Jack was sound asleep.
"Thad," Clay said, "That was real nice. Not many brothers would take the trouble to do that."
"Well," Thad responded, "The kid doesn't have much to remember. We were on the streets for almost two years, till Mr. Dan'l found us. At least now I won't have to worry about him getting beat up or having to sell his butt to buy food. I did it; I don't want him to."
"Don't you have another brother?"
"Nope, there's just the two of us. That's Timmy, another boy in our group, that had two brothers. They're his brothers, but we all kinda looked out for 'em. Louis, his youngest brother, is the same age as Jack. The middle brother, Alex, is twelve. It was only about a week before Mr. Dan'l got us that Timmy found out Alex was goin' out and givin' blow jobs. You talk about mad. When Timmy found out he called Alex a slut and hit him hard enough to knock him down. A couple of the guys grabbed him and held him till he settled down.
When he settled down he held his brother, both of 'em were crying. Timmy kept sayin' how sorry he was for hittin' Alex, and Alex kept sayin' how sorry he was for goin' out. The kid was tryin' to help and he didn't do anything others his age hadn't done. Timmy just wanted to protect him as long as he could and hope for a miracle."
"Sounds like Timmy really loves his brothers."
"Yeah, he does. Listen, you gonna yap all night or you gonna do somethin' 'bout my hair. It got all fucked up in the pool."
Clay had mixed some of the highlight to freshen Thad's hair. He stood behind the boy, carefully adding the color. As he moved, the head of his dick brushed against the soft, smooth skin on Thad's back. Each touch was like a shock of electricity jolting it's way through Clay's body. Thad didn't object, and Clay moved to increase his pleasure. Thad felt Clay brushing against him and was getting goose bumps and tingling feelings throughout his body. One area of his body in particular was rising to the occasion.
"Clay, stand around front and you might get it on straighter."
Clay knew he was half-hard and didn't want to stand so Thad could see him. Thad reached back and, placing a hand on Clay's hip, pulled the young boy around. Thad smiled when he saw Clay's excitement and the droplet. Placing a hand on each side of Clay's hip, Thad used his tongue to pleasure Clay. Clay's body froze with the sudden flash of pleasure. Thad continued to hold him and bathe the fourteen year old tool standing erect before him. When Thad could feel Clay's body shaking with excitement and anticipation, he leaned back on the bed, pulling Clay on top of him.
Thad rolled them on their sides and pulled Clay's leg over his hip. Thad could now massage the magic hole and give his friend pleasures learned through experience. Clay lay back, allowing the other boy to devour him. This is what Clay loved, to have someone take control and take their pleasure while pleasing him. Clay knew he was a natural bottom and regretted not having any lube. He let Thad know they had no lube to use tonight, but tomorrow would be different.
"That's okay. I can pleasure you tonight, and tomorrow night I'm gonna plow that pretty little butt."
"Promise?" Clay teased.
While the two boys enjoyed one another they heard Kevin cry out in pleasure and laughed. Kevin's cry also awakened Jack who now lay on the mattress listening to his big brother and Clay. Jack was sad because no one would hold him. He wanted so desperately to be held and loved. He decided that when the two boys went to sleep he would sneak up on the bed and spoon himself into his brother for the rest of the night.
Daniel held two sleepy little boys in the shower, rinsing off the chlorine from the pool. Both boys were ready to fall asleep in his arms. After he cleaned the boys, they just sat while Daniel took a quick shower. After all were dry he put the two boys on one side of the double bed and he lay on the other. Before he could finish settling in, he felt sharp five year old knees climbing over him and another warm body snuggling against his back. Daniel rolled on his back and both boys snuggled close, forming their nest for the night. Daniel knew that sharp elbows and sharp knees found on almost all five year olds would not let him rest tonight.
End Chapter Thirty -Four
To Be Continued; comments welcome, contact Dwight Wilson at adm2780@yahoo.com