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Chapter Forty-Six: New Horizons
Daniel watched as the sun began to light up the sky while he swam laps. He didn't sleep well and was still on edge long before day-break. Tired of looking at the ceiling and tossing and turning in his bed, he rose and walked outside. This morning Daniel did something he hadn't done in a long, long time. Daniel strolled the grounds, viewing the playgrounds, garden and grove while as naked as the day he was born. He didn't know why, but this morning he needed to feel the cool air pass over his skin. He longed to feel the warmth of the suns rays. It had been one helluva night, and he needed something different.
Josh's last question placed Daniel in an emotional turmoil. The boy was asking for advice and help. How do you tell a boy that his father is a complete ass-hole who should be enslaved himself for abandoning his children. Daniel didn't tell the boys that right after their father signed the papers transferring control of the boys to their uncle, he had quit his job. Bank records showed that the father used most of the money the boys earned not to build an educational fund for the boys as promised, but to live on. The man quit his job and was living on his son's ill-gotten gains. Gains for which they sacrificed their bodies, and a lot more. The man wasn't worth the effort it would take to enslave him.
As Daniel returned from the grove and approached the pool, a cool swim sounded nice. Without breaking stride Daniel dove in and began swimming laps. He neither knew, nor did he care how many laps he swam. What he did care about was the feeling of the cool water coursing over his shoulders and back. He stretched his muscles as far as he could and swam hard, wanting to give the muscles a good workout. When he felt relaxed, he sat on a lounge chair and leaned his head back. Daniel now felt more relaxed than he had all night.
"Danny! No! Don't bother him. Daaannny!" Daniel barely heard someone speaking. It was as though they whispered through a haze.
"Uuummmpppphhh!" was Daniel's only reaction to something fairly heavy hitting him in the stomach.
"Hi." Was the only greeting from the angelic cherub sitting in his lap, smiling.
"Hi yourself, little man." Daniel looked around to see a number of the boys headed to the dining hall and realized he must have dosed off.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Dan'l. I tried to stop him but when he saw you he just took off and blocked everything else out." Sean explained.
"That's alright Sean. That's one of the benefits of being so young. He keeps his mind on the here and now, what pleases him, and lets someone else worry about tomorrow."
"Danny, you stay right here with Mr. Dan'l." Sean told the boy firmly. Danny watched, puzzled, as Sean headed to the dining hall. Danny was concerned because he was hungry, too.
Shortly, Sean came out of the dining hall with a cup of coffee for Daniel. Gerry, one of the boys on KP duty, followed with two plates piled high with food that he set down next to the lounger.
"Thanks, Ger." Sean called out. Gerry gave a 'yo', a smile and headed back inside.
Danny looked at Sean with a big frown on his face. "Where's mine?"
"You weren't forgotten, Danny. We could only carry two plates so Mr. Barry put extra food on this one so we can share. Here's your fork."
"No." Danny stated in that staccato speech little ones sometimes use. "I want to eat with Mr. Dan'l."
"My, aren't we being a little demanding this morning?" Daniel asked.
Danny answered with his special smile and a tilt of the head. Daniel began feeding the boy and sharing his plate.
"Mr. Dan'l, you're going to have him spoiled and I'm gonna have to stop him." Sean half way complained with a smile.
"Sean, little Danny here is at the age where someone should spoil him a little. In fact, I think all of us need a little spoiling from time to time. Helps make us feel special, and that's a good thing." Daniel paused to give Danny another forkful of eggs and hash browns and then took a forkful for himself.
"Sean, do you plan on playing on one of the baseball teams?"
"Oh, yes, sir, I sure do. I been doin' all I can since the doctor said I could run again. Danny's gonna play too, aren't ya Danny." Danny looked at Daniel and smiled, still holding a mouthful of egg. Daniel couldn't help but laugh.
Daniel enjoyed sitting outside, sharing breakfast with the boys. He thought it was interesting seeing the boys come out of the dorm buildings. Brian and Josh came out. When they saw him they just waived. Daniel knew they would need to talk again, but the boys needed to say when this time. Mark and Kevin came out together. The smile on each of their faces suggested interesting activities had possibly taken place the night before.
As Daniel watched the boys he began thinking about the manufactured housing units. If they brought in two double-wides with three or four bedrooms each they could house the staff and visitors. Daniel didn't try to fool himself. He knew a good number of the boys were having sex, it was only normal. He didn't want the younger boys exposed to much of the activity. He did wonder sometimes just how much the younger boys knew or had seen, but didn't dare ask. With the new units, the older boys could have some degree of privacy by getting the rooms the staff now occupied. The boys could arrange their own pairings so long as the little ones were properly supervised.
"Mr. Dan'l . . . Mr. Dan'l . . . excuse me . . but," Daniel gradually became aware that Sean was speaking to him.
"I'm sorry, Sean. What were you saying?" Daniel embarrassed himself by tuning out one of the boys. Daniel could also see that Danny was waiting on more food, and beginning to get somewhat impatient.
"I was askin' if you were gonna play, Mr. Dan'l. Mr. Mark said he'd like to."
"We'll see, Sean. It's been a long time for me, but you know, now that I think about it, it sounds like fun."
Ted and John, with their father, Ted Senior, walked through the gates at 9:55, they were five minutes early and the first to arrive. When they looked down the street they saw Derek coming with his father; Derek didn't look happy, at all. A couple of minutes later, Nathan appeared with his father. The boys nodded at one another and mumbled greetings, then they stood in the driveway and waited.
Arthur came out of the house. The boys could see that he had something in his hands. Jeremy followed; he was wearing a diaper. Derek looked at Jeremy and snickered. Derek's dad popped the boy's butt. When Derek turned and looked shocked, the expression on his dad's face told the boy unequivocally that his dad was very serious and still very upset. Derek had gotten a strong lecture the night before and he tried to argue with his dad. Derek's dad reintroduced the boy to the feeling of having to strip and lay across his father's lap while his butt was heated up; it'd been a long time since the boy had the experienced, maybe too long. It wasn't a beating by any means, but it was a firm reminder of what the boy might expect when he misbehaved.
"Good morning, boys." Arthur began and nodded to the fathers. "I'm not going to beat around the bush, I'm sure all of you know why you're here. However, there are a couple of things you don't know. First, is how much harm you've done, and I'll try to explain that shortly. Another, is your fathers and I have talked about the best way to handle this. We decided to give you some options and let you help decide." Arthur paused to let his words sink in. He turned and extended his hand for Jeremy to step in close. Arthur wanted to the boy to feel secure.
"This young man is the one you so jokingly called 'diaper boy'. You did this on more than one occasion. Now, I'm going to tell you something about this boy. A little over two years ago he ran around and played and went to school and laughed, just like you boys do now. His father was involved in an accident, there was a law suit and the courts determined it was his father's fault. They awarded the other parties monetary damages. The parents had lots of equity in their home and knew they could borrow the money to pay the damages. Before they could complete the transaction the other parties sold the debt to a business that secured an execution. Execution means they could seize the father's assets and sell them to satisfy the judgment. Do you boys understand what I've said so far?" Arthur watched as the boys all nodded.
"One day this young man came home from school. Before he could get in the front door some men seized him under court order. He was sold into slavery. His parents had no idea what happened until later. They couldn't find him and save him. He was no longer a person, he became a slave, a number, a thing. Why? Because he was a debtor's son. It wasn't because he did anything wrong, because he didn't."
"A SLAVE!" cried out Derek. "You mean he's a slave? Shit, I ain't stayin' here and apologizin' to no slave." Derek spoke with total contempt in his voice and began walking off. Before he made two steps he was shocked to feel himself propelled backwards, landing on his butt; his dad standing over him.
"Boy. Hear me good because I'll only say this once." His father's eyes let Derek know his dad was more than angry with him. Derek trembled. "I'm ashamed of you and of me. I'm also embarrassed for both of us. You for being a complete ass, and me for not realizing you were headed there. You will stand, shut your mouth, and listen to Mr. Arthur. The other choice is for me to repeat last night right here in front of everyone, including stripping you. After I heat up your butt, then you will stand quietly and listen. Do we understand one another?"
"Yes, sir," Derek answered in a shaky voice and stood up. Derek's father nodded for Arthur to continue.
"The short version is simple. He was used as a pleasure slave. He was raped and abused to the point he could no longer control his body's natural functions. He has to wear a diaper so he doesn't embarrass or offend himself or those around him. Anytime he did something wrong, he was beaten severely. He learned to fear making a sound for fear of being punished.. Sometimes you will see him out in the yard naked. He hasn't been allowed clothes for over two years. We don't care. We like the idea of him becoming comfortable with himself again and feeling secure enough to walk around naked. He's a boy, a young kid, he should be free to enjoy that youth. We intend to let him reclaim it. We are doing all we can to get him there. You boys reversed everything. He was doing fine, making progress, until four boys thought he should be the target of ridicule."
"Let me tell you what he's doing for other boys. Look in the paper or on the news. The courts have issued an injunction that forbids the seizure of children and their enslavement to pay off their parents' debts. Young Jeremy here is the plaintiff in that suit. He's helping protect other innocent boys from being victims of what we believe is an unfair and unjust rule."
The four boys listened. Gradually they realized the harm they had done and felt remorse; some more than others. Looking first to Arthur, then Jeremy and then their dads, they were ashamed. Ted felt the worst because he was the one that started it all. Derek felt the least except to protect his own butt from his dad's wrath.
"Mr Arthur?" Young Ted spoke up. "Well, we really didn't mean no harm. We know now it was stupid and we know we should be punished, sir. Well . . . I guess . . . what I'm tryin' ta say is how sorry we are and askin' what we should do."
"Ted, I'm glad you spoke up. Realizing you're wrong, and admitting you were wrong, is a big step in the right direction. Quite honestly, I don't think I'm the one you should be telling how sorry you are. It was Jeremy you hurt. As for what you should do, that's part of what we are asking you."
"At one time your dads and I discussed taking you down to the slave processing center and letting you see what they actually do to young boys there. Another option was for all of you to become a slave for a day or several days so you learn what it's like and how humiliating it is. We thought about having you wear a diaper for a little while to see what it does to you. All of us kind of wished the old NEWDD discipline program was in effect. That's where they took kids who did bad things and indentured them for a short period. The problem is anyone put in the program was subject to some severe physical punishments. When I mentioned that to Jeremy he begged us not to do that to you. So boys, you tell us, what is sufficient to make sure you learn how serious all this is?"
Young Ted stood in front of his father. Without realizing it, while Arthur spoke Ted had moved so he touched his father and grasped his hand for security. He thought about what Arthur said and looked at Jeremy and the other boys. When he looked to his father for help, his father squeezed his hand and responded.
"Ted, I'm not going to tell you what you should do. You're old enough to know that what you did was wrong and a great deal of harm has been done. You have to search your own conscience and decide."
All of the other boys watched Ted. Soon, he let go of his father's hand and stepped away. He removed his shirt, then his shoes and socks, his jeans and finally, his underwear. Young Ted stood before everyone naked. His younger brother, almost as though he could sense what his older brother was going to do, followed his lead and stripped. Both boys handed their clothes to their father and then stepped over to Jeremy and Arthur.
Ted looked at Jeremy and then Arthur. Ted reached out and took what he knew was a diaper that Arthur had been holding in his hand and put it on; John again followed his brother's lead. Ted then looked straight at Jeremy.
"We were wrong, bad wrong. My brother and me think we need to do like you, at least for today and the weekend if my dad says it's alright. We'll do what you do, that includes wearing the diaper or going naked. Me and my brother would like to be your friend and help you, if that's alright."
Arthur watched the boys. All three had tears running down their faces, but no one really cried. As he watched, Ted took Jeremy's hand and they walked out in front of the wall. Standing on the sidewalk the boys looked at one another and then began pulling weeds from the flower bed. While Arthur watched, he felt something tug at his arm. Nathan stood before him, naked, asking for a diaper. When Arthur looked up again, Derek was removing his clothes. His father said something to him and then the boy approached Arthur with his hand out.
"Gentlemen, can I interest you in something cool to drink?"
The adults moved to the back patio where each enjoyed an ice cold beer. All were concerned that their sons learn from the experience. Ted Senior was proud of the way his sons stepped forward to correct their wrong. Derek's father was the most concerned and asked Arthur to explain more about the former NEWDD program. When Arthur explained the purpose of the program and its mechanics, Derek's father stated he thought it was time he implemented a version of the program with his son. The modified version would not include the public punishments, but would include what Derek's father knew would be embarrassing public moments for his son. He again apologized for his son's earlier outburst and stated it wouldn't hurt his son to learn a little humility; a week under NEWDD would be a good start.
"Arthur, you know we both belong to the bar unit. Have you thought about giving a little talk on enslaved children and the effect it could have on society?" Ted senior asked.
"I'm not that much of an expert on the subject. Linda's son is the head of New Horizons which is the experimental program going for the privatization of foster care. He's the expert, but I'm sure he would speak to the group if I asked him. You see, Daniel can bring a very personal perspective to the talk. He was enslaved just like Jeremy when he was twelve. Right now, he's caring for over one hundred boys who've lost their homes because of some of these new laws. The suit getting the injunction was actually his idea."
"Arthur, and Linda, not to sidetrack this conversation, but I've been thinking. The boys seem to be headed in the right direction. Would you mind if we leave them here with Jeremy through the weekend? I think the experience would do them good and maybe it'll help bring Jeremy out, too."
Paul was on the phone trying to contact someone to give him numbers on manufactured housing units. He hoped to be able to contact manufacturers and get their cost or less if the unit wasn't perfect. Paul knew that units were sometimes manufactured and then the ordering dealer would not be able to take delivery. In such cases, the manufacturer often offered substantial discounts to move the unit. While Paul worked the purchase end of the project, Rick was on the phone getting clearance from state authorities for the hookups.
Daniel sat in his office watching the boys move about the facility. Everyone, including the little ones, seemed relaxed and content. Daniel enjoyed watching the boys horse around and just be boys. As he watched out his window, he noticed Brian and Josh approaching, accompanied by Randy and Evan.
"Paul, Brian and Josh are coming in with Randy and Evan, send them in."
Daniel knew he would have to talk with them again. Josh's question from the previous evening still haunted him.
"Mr. Dan'l," Brian stuck his head in the door, "can we talk?"
"Come on in, Brian, I spotted the four of you coming across the yard. Come on in and sit." Daniel tried to sound upbeat. The boys did sit down, but all were very nervous.
"Mr. Dan'l, Brian and Josh told us about the talk you had with 'em yesterday." Randy began. "First, so there's no misunderstanding, me and Evan understand why you needed to talk with them first. Last night they told us about it and asked us what we thought should be done. At first, we all had about the same reaction. When we thought about it some more, we didn't know what to do. That's why we're here now. Mr. Dan'l, we think this whole thing's nothin' but a pile o'crap and stinks."
Daniel couldn't help but laugh a little at the boy's bluntness. "Boys, I think I understand, and I agree. This is not easy. Can I make a suggestion?" The boys nodded with facial expressions that broadcast 'please'. "Figure out what you don't want to do. Ask yourselves questions. Do you want him to get away with this?"
"No Way!" came all four boys.
"Do you want to see him lose everything and be enslaved for life?" Daniel knew this would be the hard question.
"Mr. Dan'l," Brian answered, "we actually talked about that. I think all four of us in the beginning agreed if that happened, he deserved it. The problem is, well there's different ideas on it. Me and Josh don't care if we ever see him again after what he done to us. He didn't care about us. Randy and Evan got hurt too. We should be free boys livin' in a nice home and enjoyin' goin' to school." Daniel had to hide a smile when he noticed Evan's reaction to that last part. "Mr. Dan'l, there's no way he should get away with this and we want him ta pay. Another thing, Mr. Dan'l, if he does have ta give up that money, what happens then?"
"Fellas, let me answer that last part first. Understand that all of you are wards of the state, but under my care. Whatever is done has to be done through me. When the money comes in it will be deposited into trust accounts for you to receive when you are of age. It would be used to pay for your college or other advanced educations and the balance is to give you a start on your careers. Do all of you understand we are also talking about the twins, here?"
"Yes, sir, Mr. Dan'l." Randy answered. "we just thought they were too young to sit here and help decide. In fact, we all sort of agreed that if we get the money, and we guessed it would be put in a trust for us or somethin' like that, well we'd like to have it divided so we all get the same amount at the same age. Does that make sense?"
"Randy, I understand what you're saying and I think that's fair. Initially the twins wouldn't receive as much principal as you four, but their account would have more time to earn interest so by the time all of you are eighteen, you get the same dollar amount. Is that what you're trying to say?" The boys nodded and smiled.
"Boys, I'm going to go further in this than I had planned and try to make a suggestion. What's happened is done. I understand how you feel about your father and uncle; he didn't treat you right. I don't want to see any of you do something you might even come close to regretting later. Everybody with me?" The boys nodded. "Consider this solution. Let the police and detectives determine how much is there and how much came from the estate. We can figure out how much money that earned also. Tell the man you want all that money plus penalities. Leave him with enough so that he can get a job and take care of himself. If he agrees, and produces, we'll have the papers drawn up to protect you boys and agree not to press charges against your father or uncle. You get what you should have. He loses what should never have been his. You get a clear conscience and he has to be responsible for himself. If he fails and gets enslaved, that's his fault, not yours."
"Suppose he doesn't agree, Mr. Dan'l?" Randy asked.
"All I can say then is that you tried to do the right thing. If he doesn't agree, I think the authorities will let him know what his options are and he'll come around to cooperating."
The boys looked at one another and nodded; they liked the solution. They had only one question. "Mr. Dan'l, when we get that money, what happens to us then?"
"What would you like to have happen fellas? Do you have any family you could live with or want to be with? Grandparents, uncles, aunts, whatever?"
The boys again looked at one another. "Mr. Dan'l, our grandparents didn't try to help us when all this happened, maybe they didn't know how. We really don't know why they didn't try to help us. We think we do have some family that we'd want to be with though. If it's okay, we want to stay here and have you be our guardian. Is that okay?"
"Boys, this is a privately funded program, and I'm the one in charge. As far as I'm concerned, you're welcome to stay here as long as you like; or, at least till you're grown and ready to head out on your own." Daniel was pleased the boys would ask him to stay and ask him to be their guardian. Their request let him know he was getting through to them and having a positive influence on their lives.
"Now, as the person in charge, I have a request for the four of you. The captain will be here in a little while. Would you please find his sons and the other boys and make sure they are somewhat presentable when their parent's arrive? I'm getting word that the Captain's oldest, Ricky, has been hanging around the twins quite a bit. Get my meaning?"
"Yes, sir, Mr. Dan'l." Evan responded with a little smirk, "don't worry, we'll find 'em."
The four boys walked outside and stood in the yard looking around. They couldn't spot the twins or Ricky. They looked at one another and exchanged an unspoken message. All four boys had a good idea what the younger boys were most likely doing. They headed out towards the play area to be sure they weren't involved in something there.
When the younger boys were not in the play area, the older boys turned and walked into the woods. They walked as quietly as they could, alert for any tell-tale sounds. It didn't take long before they detected the whimpers and grunting sounds of little boys playing big-boy games. They crept towards the sounds and when they saw what was happening, each of the four older boys signaled for the others to stay quiet. They observed the activities for a moment and then retreated, covering their mouths with their hands to avoid laughing out loud.
"Man, am I glad Mr. Dan'l's not here." Randy stated trying to control his laughter. "You see what them two little fuck machines was up to? God, I wish we had a camera."
"I thought those two wanted to be the ones gettin' stuck, not the ones doin' the stickin'." Brian commented, also trying to control his laughter. "You see the look on Ricky's and Connor's faces. Those two little guys think they're in heaven. You think we got bookends here for the twins?"
The older boys had managed to sneak up on the younger boys. The twins had a reputation for being ready to ride the pony anywhere, anytime. This time was different. Ricky and Connor were both down on their knees. Bill was behind Ricky. He had pushed himself as close in to the boy as he could and had his arms wrapped around the kid's waist. It was obvious that Bill was humping his little cocklet into the Ricky's butt crack and massaging Ricky's package while licking his neck. It was equally obvious that Ricky was really enjoying what was happening to him. John was doing the same thing to Connor who also appeared to be really enjoying the attention.
"Shit man, I'm getting' hard from just seein' 'em and thinkin' about it. God, I'm almost tempted to sneak up behind Bill or John and stick him myself. We better not though." Josh said with a tone of disappointment.
"Fuck, why not? They got me horny too." Brian complained. Just then, Evan dropped down on his knees and started giving Josh a blow job.
Soon all four boys were lying on the ground in the sixty-nine position. Their lust and passion fueled by the sounds emanating from the younger boys. The boys would have given their presence away except for the natural pacifiers filling their mouths. All too soon the four boys were over the edge, panting and now coated with sand sticking to their bodies with the sweat. When their breathing returned to normal, the four older boys again managed to sneak up on the younger boys who were still caught up in their activities.
"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOIN'??!!" Brian hollered out. All four younger boys fell to the ground and looked up in shock. The four older boys couldn't maintain control and dropped to their knees, laughing.
Daniel came out of the administration building and spotted Brian and the other boys with the twins, Ricky and Connor. All the boys were trying to get under the shower next to the pool. Daniel noticed all the boys seemed to be covered in sand and dirt and wondered what happened. He started towards the boys, who looked up and seemed, to Daniel at least, to speed up the cleaning process. Daniel stopped when he heard the sound a vehicles behind him.
The Captain and his friends had arrived early.
End Chapter Forty-Six
To Be Continued: comments welcome, contact Dwight Wilson at adm2780@yahoo.com