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Chapter Sixty-Three: New Horizons
Daniel woke early Sunday morning. It wasn't one of those times where you wake, roll over and go back to sleep. It was one of those mornings where you woke and knew that there was no going back to sleep. Looking out the window Daniel could see it was barely daylight; streaks running through the sky said the sun would be coming up, soon. On mornings like this, Daniel enjoyed going for a quiet walk to enjoy the things around him. It was nice to stand off to the side, unnoticed, and watch the compound come to life. He looked over to the bed on the other side of the room. It was empty, but he looked anyway. Michael was pulling extra duty at the hospital, mostly because of the storms that had been coming through and all the emergencies. Daniel thought it was interesting that the storms rarely threatened Fort Ogden, except for a swollen stream or river; they always passed well to the north.
Daniel treated himself to a hot shower and a quick shave. Dressing in fresh jeans and sneakers, he grabbed a pullover but gave in to an urge not to put it on just yet. Sometimes, walking outside and feeling the fresh air gently blow across his skin felt good and he indulged himself. Often, he would be tempted to walk out bare-chested, but put on his shirt to hide the scars on his back. The boys had all seen his back and knew what happened, but there was no need to remind them of the dark side too often. As he walked out to enjoy the morning, a few of the boys were exiting the dorms and headed to the kitchen. These were the boys on kp duty that day. As the boys spotted Daniel, they waved or called out to him. He always made sure to acknowledge each boy. When he approached the mess hall, one of the boys came out with a cup of hot, fresh coffee for him. Daniel appreciated the fact that the boys knew he enjoyed his morning coffee and they cared enough to bring it to him without being asked.
Fall was in the air. At least, fall as far as anyone in that part of Florida knew it. While it may have felt a little cooler, it wasn't. The temperature didn't drop, but the humidity did, removing the stifling blanket of heat they had endured through the summer. Interestingly, not one of the boys had said anything about the change in temperature other than to say it felt good. Sometimes, a new boy would ask if it got cold in the winter and was always relieved when he heard that the mean temperature was in the upper seventies to lower eighties. Daniel always smiled to himself when he heard a couple of the boys talking amongst themselves. When you ran around naked all the time, the temperature was a legitimate concern. Daniel made a mental note to ask Rick about the boilers and availability of heat if it was ever needed.
Daniel strolled over to the basketball court and just stood, drinking his fresh coffee and watching the sky lighten up. There was always something special, almost magical, about the way the sky lighten with streaks of deep lavender that gradually turned into a right pink. Nature could put on a show that man's imagination could never match. As he stood there admiring the sky and looking around at the gardens and grove, he noticed a pair of feet extending out behind the administration building. Daniel walked over to investigate.
"Jeremy? Is that you? Are you alright?" Daniel asked, concerned why the boy would be out, sitting behind the building, at this time of day.
"Yes, sir, it's me." Daniel quickly jumped to his feet and faced Daniel. "I'm sorry, I didn't know I was doing something wrong."
"You're not doing anything wrong, Jeremy." Daniel answered slowly and quietly to be sure the boy remained calm and relaxed. "It's just that we aren't accustomed to seeing any of the boys out here at this time of day unless they have kp duty. Why are you out here?" Daniel placed an arm around the boy's shoulder to make him feel more secure.
"You might think it's kinda silly or stupid." Jeremy answered hesitantly.
"There's no such thing if it means something to you."
"Actually, since we got here, I been coming out in the early morning when it was still dark. Usually, I like to lay on the diving board and watch the sky. Sometimes, when the moon is out and there's clouds in the sky, the light from the moon will make different outlines. I like to look and see the different shapes as they float across. Depending on the cloud, sometimes you can see a horse or a dog. Once I imagined I was watching a man riding a horse across the sky."
"Have you been doing it just since you got here?"
"Uh-uh. I did it at Ms. Linda's and Mr. Arthur's too. It was easy to get up and just walk out on the patio. That's where I first started doing it. They didn't know." Jeremy looked down and paused, then continued. "Are you gonna tell 'em?"
"Jeremy, is there some reason you don't want them to know? Understand, there's nothing wrong with what you're doing. Actually, I think it sounds nice. That's why I'm out here too, to watch nature. Seeing a whole new day unfold seems kind of special."
Man and boy stood watching the day become brighter as the suns rays colored the sky. Jeremy moved to lean back into Daniel with Daniel's hand and arm draped over his chest. They stood together and watched the bright orange ball break over the horizon and gradually make its ascent. As the sun rose, its color changed from a glowing orange to a bright yellow, eventually it would become too bright for them to look directly at it.
"When I was a pleasure boy I never got to do this. Before I was a slave I used to sit on my bed and look out the window and watch the sun come up. I've always liked it. When I was a whore they made me work most of the night. If I saw the day break it was on the way to my cage and bed after being used all night. Then, I was too tired to care." Jeremy felt the man's hands rub across his chest. It was a gentle rub that conveyed caring, not lust; it conveyed a sense of trust, not abuse.
"Jeremy, I just heard you do something I don't ever want you to do again." Daniel spoke softly and slowly so the boy wouldn't think he was in any trouble. "You just put yourself down. You said you were a whore. You were never a whore. You were a slave boy doing what his master said; doing what you needed to do to survive. Don't ever be ashamed of that; be proud that you were strong enough to survive." Again, the two stood quietly until Jeremy broke the silence.
"Mr. Dan'l, I don't know what to do." Emotion was evident in Jeremy's voice. Daniel didn't want to rush the boy, he continued to hold him and let him decide when to continue. "The boys here, they been nice to me and all. Sometimes they do things and they invite me to be with 'em, but I'm afraid. But I'm not sure what I'm afraid of . . .you know what I mean?"
Daniel gave the boy a little hug, then took his hand and led him over to a large tree. Daniel wanted to be somewhere where they would be a little secluded from the other boys that would soon be coming out. Daniel sat down and leaned against the tree. Jeremy, at first sat in front of Daniel, but then moved to sit between his legs and lean back against the man.
"When my second master took me home and then led me inside his house, he touched me. When he did I yelped and jumped back from him. As a slave I think you know what kind of punishment I could have expected from that. Instead, he told me to stand still and lifted the tunic I was wearing. When he saw that I had been beaten, and I mean beaten to the point the skin was broken and I was bleeding, he got mad. He left me standing there while he left the room. I thought he was mad at me and was getting something to beat me more. I was afraid, but at the same time I didn't care. My first master had beat me so much there was nothing left inside. I learned that pain was to be my constant companion and I had no right to expect anything different."
"In your case, I think you had accepted that being a pleasure boy was all your life was going to be and you couldn't expect any more. People in that position, who have that mind set, convince themselves not to expect more, that way they are never disappointed. You get used to the same routine day after day. If someone changes that routine you might be afraid. Do you know why?" Jeremy shook his head. "You become afraid because you don't know what to expect; it's different; it's the unknown."
"Jeremy, can you tell me what you were thinking a few weeks ago when they took you to the auction house? Can you remember what you felt then?"
"Yeah. I was scared." Jeremy paused and took a deep breath before he continued. "I guess it was like you said. I didn't know what was going to happen to me. A couple days before they took me away my master said I was a worn-out pussy and he was gonna get rid of me. I didn't know what he meant, but I knew it wasn't good. When they put me in the warehouse, still in my cage, I figured it was over and I was gonna die. Ya know what? I didn't care. There was lots of nights I wished I would die, but I didn't; now, I'm glad."
"You know what?" Daniel repeated back to the boy, "I'm glad that you're glad that you didn't die. There's a lot of people who think that would really be sad. There's a lot of people that think you're real special. Did you know that?"
"Noooo." Jeremy replied, deep in thought. "'Cept for Ms. Linda and Mr. Arthur."
"What about me? What about Derek and Ted and the other boys you've met around here? I'll let you in on a little secret. There's lots and lots of boys around, and their families too, that are real happy that Boy 32065 was there. You are the boy in the law suit that caused the courts to issue an order stopping the authorities from enslaving other boys like happened to you. There's five of them right here in camp."
"Any boy could'a done that."
"No, not just any boy could do that. It took a special boy with a special set of circumstances to be in the right place at the right time. You are that special boy." Daniel gave Jeremy a hug and Jeremy turned around and smiled. Then, he again became very serious.
"I met one of 'em; actually, he found me. He said his name's Jo-Jo and he's 'bout my age, I guess.. We were over at the volleyball court and this kid walked up behind me and tapped me on the shoulder. I didn't know he was there and when he touched me I jumped. When I turned around and looked at 'im he said he was sorry he scared me, but he wanted to tell me thanks. When I asked 'im why he said one of the other kids told him who I was. He said the police took his dad and said they were takin' their home. One day they just showed up and put cuffs on his dad and on him. They put 'em in different vans and he had'n seen his dad since. He didn't know what was gonna happen to 'im until he got to the shelter and some other boys told him where they were." Jeremy fell silent and just looked straight ahead. Daniel knew he tried to avoid crying.
"I asked 'im 'bout his mom and he said she died from cancer a few months back. That was why they owed so much money. The insurance didn't pay all the bills." Again, Jeremy fell quiet for a couple of minutes. "Daniel, it sucks . . . it really sucks."
"Hey, kiddo. Don't be sad. I know it's rough, but instead of being sad, be happy that Jo- Jo wasn't made a slave; he's here instead. If you think you might want to help him some, why don't you talk to him. Find out if he has some family we can contact that's willing to take him in. We tried with all the boys we brought in. Most of the boys have been returned to family, but evidently we haven't had much luck with Jo-Jo."
'Do you think I can really help him?" Daniel smiled and nodded. "Can I ask you something else? What should I do? I mean, Ms. Linda and Mr. Arthur say they want to adopt me. Sometimes I think about my real mom and dad, but that seems like a long time ago. I don't know if I should try and find them or what to do. How's you figure it out?"
"Jeremy, I don't think there such a thing as being able to figure it out. You have a while before you'll be asked to make any choices. When that time comes though, the only thing I can tell you is to follow what's in your heart. If you don't know what's there, then the time isn't right. Understand?"
"Kinda. Are you tryin' to tell me that it'll just kinda happen?"
"Kinda." Daniel smiled. "I kinda know somethin' else, too. I hear a young fella's stomach growlin' and startin' to make a real fuss. Maybe it's complainin' that its owner isn't feeding it enough. How about you and me go get some breakfast? Oh, and there's one other thing I want you to understand. I know about the little 'deflowering' of Derek Friday night? You need to understand that we accept that there are certain things boys are going to do, and certain games they like to play sometimes. The rule is that no one does anything because they feel they have to. That includes you and your friends. Okay?" Jeremy nodded with a smile and took Daniel's hand while they walked to the mess hall.
Captain Jackson and Daniel stood on the side lines with Mark, watching some of the boys play their ball game. A number of the boys were very athletic and actually good ball players. Although they were intense, there wasn't any doubt that all of them had fun. The most fun though was had by Danny and Ryan who were the batboys for the game. When someone got a hit and dropped the bat, Danny and Ryan raced one another out onto the field to get the bat. It didn't matter who got there first because the second boy was within a step or two. Each boy grabbed an end of the bat and they would race off the field. More often than not they would be giggling so hard that one of them fell. More than once, an older boy had to pick up the giggling youth that looked like an oversized dust-ball and carry him off the field; much to the young boy's delight.
"Is your next debate scheduled for this week?"
"Wednesday in Orlando. Last time it was over economic advantages of slavery." Daniel had to laugh as he said it. "This time it's over fiscal responsibility. I'm not sure what he plans on saying, but I'm sure he won't be happy with what I say. Will you be there?"
"Wouldn't miss it. Just like I wouldn't miss an opportunity to come here. Daniel, there's a lot of people around that would love to trade places and be around this kind of happiness all the time." The Captain commented.
"Oh, you really think so? And, what do you think they would do when they found out what it takes to keep them organized and fed?"
"Somehow, Daniel, I doubt that that's as hard as you would have some of us believe. Remember, I've been around these boys for a while now and know they would do anything you asked them. I doubt seriously you have much trouble with them."
"Well, I'll have to admit that they are good kids. It's not often we have to get onto one of them. They mostly watch one another." Then Daniel turned serious. "Captain, have you heard anything about the boys' father and what's going to happen?"
"Yeah, I thought you were notified. We checked the list he made and we did find another asset that we didn't know about before. He took the deal we offered. The DA is recommending two years; one in jail the other on probation. He won't be allowed near the boys either. He'll keep fifty thousand for himself; it'll be there for him when he gets out. With good behavior and knowing how crowded everything is, we expect him out in six or seven months. We don't expect him to stay out long. The man's too lazy and accustomed to the soft life. My guess is he'll be broke and enslaved for debts within a year of getting out; at least the boys won't be the cause of it."
"Good." Daniel answered. "I'll just tell the boys the deal has been worked out and their money will be in the bank. I'll let them know what he's keeping and it'll be his responsibility to re-establish himself. They don't need to know anymore."
As Daniel finished he waved back to Jeremy, Sean and Derek, who were walking together towards the gardens. Daniel watched the boys as Sean pointed things out to them and they sat down under a tree to talk. Daniel thought Sean was a good choice for Jeremy to have as a friend.
"This looks like a good place ta sit and watch the game," Sean commented. "Jeremy, how come you haven't been playin' any?"
"Ehhhh, I'm not so sure," Jeremy responded as though he really didn't believe his answer. "It's been a long time for me, I don't know if I can any more."
"Worried about looking kinda dumb in front of everybody?" Sean observed. "Listen, there's one thing you gotta understand around here. If you don't know how ta do somethin', all ya have ta do is say so and there's somebody that'll take the time to teach you. When we put the teams together I couldn't hit or throw worth shit. Sgt. Dunsford, our coach, helped me with hitting and Brad and Patrick helped me with catching and throwing. I'm far from the best on our team, but I still play and have fun. That's what this is all about. None of the adults has said anything to us yet, but it wasn't hard to figure out they want us to learn to work together and as a team. It's like one of those growin' up things adults try to teach us and we're not supposed to know what they're really doin'."
"How come somebody had to teach you now? Didn't you play when you were younger?" Derek asked.
"Couldn't," Sean stated simply. "See this scar? My heart was messed up and I couldn't run or do a lot of things like other kids. Dr. Mike figured out what was wrong with me and Mr. Dan'l got it fixed. I just been able to run and have fun like most other kids for about three or four months now."
"If you were so messed up, how'd you survive on the street?"
"Brad, my brother. He took care of me and protected me. Boy, did he ever protect me. If it was up ta him I'd pro'bly still be in diapers. I wanted to learn to do things like the other boys and help take care of the group. When I told him, I thought he was gonna take my head off. Because of him I've missed out on a lot of the fun the other boys do. Derek, I'm a lot like you. I didn't get to be in my first group jerk until I was here. When Brad found out he got pissed off and that's when I told him off."
"You know he was only tryin' to protect ya, don't ya?" Jeremy commented.
"I know. When we lost our home he promised our mom he'd take care of me. Takein' care of somebody and tryin' to keep 'em from growin' ups two different things. Brad just kinda smothered me a little and it took a little arguin' to get him to understand that I had to grow up to. He was just tryin' to protect me from havein' ta do what he did; I knew that. He's actually a good brother, but don't tell him I said so. He'd never let me hear the end of it." The three boys sat and had a little laugh and continued to talk and exchange stories while watching the game. Then Derek saw something go by them on the other side of the bushes.
"Hey, I just saw somebody pass us goin' that way." The three boys turned to see what it was but couldn't see anything.
"I bet I know who it was. Could you tell if it was move than two or if they were big?" Derek shook his head. "Remember Brad sayin' the boys had to be innovative sometimes? Well, I think some boys are about to innovate. Wanna go see?" Sean asked with a mischievous grin. The three boys looked at one another and grinned. They got up and moved stealthily towards the direction of the movement.
The boys moved slowly and quietly through the bushes, listening and looking for any sign of other people. Soon, they heard the low whispers of other boys. The sound of the voices told them it not any of the older boys. Dropping to hands and knees, they crawled as quietly as possible. They found the right spot to hide and see what was happening just as the unintentional show began.
One of the twins (Bill?) was facing one of the Captain's sons. Bill held his willing partner's hands and then pushed them behind the boy's back as Bill first attacked the youthful neck and quickly moved down to expertly mouth the sensitive nipple. The boy took deep breaths and began to whimper at the pleasures. Bill let go of the boy's hands and clutched satin finished mounds that formed the young butt. Instinctively, the boy pushed himself into his partner that gave him so much pleasure.
Jeremy, Sean and Derek stayed on their hands and knees, watching the action taking place. Sean at first looked at the young boys, realizing just how young they really were. Jeremy knew that both boys were about the same age he was when he was enslaved and first trained in the arts of sexual pleasure. Stunned, he looked over at Sean. Sean leaned in and whispered in his ear that the twins were professionals and he would reveal their story later.
John, the other twin, had the Captain's other son in his embrace. His actions mimicking those of his brother. As the boys watched, Jeremy realized this was almost like a show they were putting on. Both boys made the same movements on their partners. If it was an act, it was effective. Both partners were lost in a world of youthful pleasure experiencing and exploring the new world of boy sexual games. The show also had an effect on their unknown audience as all three observers quickly developed their own boners and became lost in the action before them.
The twins continued to suckle and nibble at the nipples before them while their willing victims tried harder and harder to push themselves into the twins. Sean was amazed as he watched first one twin then the other reach down and hold the young packages before them. Each twin held the scrotum and massage it in the same manner. Each twin simultaneously used a finger to tickle and tease the little boy crack dividing the satiny mounds. As he watched the boys giving the pleasure and the boys receiving the pleasure, he realized that all the boys were being pleasured. The twins seemed to take a great deal of pleasure from the giving.
The twins kissed and licked their way downward, covering every inch of the young torsos. When they reached the navel and began to rim and explore the cavity with their tongues, their victims couldn't help giggling from the sensations. Downward they moved and the closer they came to the as yet undeveloped packages, the owners became more tense and more anxious to experience more pleasure. The boys exchanged some words and all four lay down and positioned themselves for the sixty-nine exchange. It was easy to see that none of the boys was a novice at giving and receiving oral stimulations.
Sean, Jeremy and Derek crawled away quietly, determined not to disturb the young boys. When they thought they had crawled far enough they got on their feet and quickly moved further away, their boyhoods waving proudly in the breeze. Derek's face was flushed and he was almost shaking with excitement. He looked at his two companions and knew he was not the only one to be excited.
Jeremy moved behind his friend and whispered in his ear. Derek, trusting the friend he secretly longed for, slowly dropped to his knees. He felt Jeremy move in behind him and drop to his knees. Sean watched the two boys as Jeremy pulled Derek back into him and they sat on their heels. Using basic skills taught to every pleasure boy, Jeremy breathed gently across Derek's neck and then gently sank his teeth into the silky flesh. Derek whimpered. Releasing the slight bite, Jeremy then began to tongue bathe the area and kiss it. With each kiss there was a slight suction that pulled at the skin. Derek leaned his head over to give his friend better access. Jeremy's hands moved in opposing circles over Derek's chest and abdomen.
When he pulled Derek into him, it caused Derek to straddle Jeremy's package. Jeremy could feel himself rubbing across Derek's perineum and pushing into the back of his scrotum. Jeremy began an easy, almost imperceptible rocking motion to stimulate himself and Derek. Derek responded by trying to match his friend's rhythm. When Derek reached down and tried to massage his pole Jeremy hooked his arms inside Derek's and pulled his hands behind Derek's back. As a distraction, he increased the pressure of his rhythmic rocking. Derek's breathing became faster and deeper as he was soon lost in a moaning and whimpering sexual euphoria.
Jeremy looked up to Sean as Jeremy began to manipulate and stimulate Derek's nipples. Sean didn't realize Jeremy was trying to tell him something at first, but soon understood. Sean dropped to his knees and reached out to masturbate Derek. Jeremy released Derek's arms so the boy could reach out and pleasure Sean. All three boys both gave and received pleasure.
Sean's attention was focused on Derek's boyhood. He had wanted to learn to please boys this way, but Brad always stopped him. This time, Brad wasn't there to interfere. Licking his lips, Sean looked at the erect piece of youth and then into its owner's eyes. It was almost as though they could read each other's minds; or was it lust that made him think so? Regardless, Sean pushed Derek's hand away and moved down to give oral pleasures. Hesitantly, he rubbed his lips over the tip enjoying the sensation. After rubbing across it several times and enjoying seeing Derek's reaction to something touching the sensitive part, he touched it with his tongue; Derek gasped for air. Emboldened by the boy's reactions, Sean placed a hand on each of Derek's thighs and sucked the head into his mouth.
Sean knew he should keep his teeth out of the way. The only things he knew he should do were things he heard the other boys talking about. He tried to remember what the other boys always said brought the most pleasure and how it was done. Jeremy watched Sean and knew the boy was a novice. He also knew that following natural instincts was best.
"Sean, think about what you think would feel good to you and do that. Don't worry about anything else."
Sean listened and did as Jeremy suggested. He tried to swallow the whole tool, but gagged when it touched near the back of his mouth. Jeremy again told the boy not to try doing too much. Listen to the person he was pleasuring and remember what he's doing when Derek's moaned the most. The person being pleasured can give the best direction. Soon, Sean was able to set a rhythm to his pumping up and down. Jeremy followed Sean's rhythm as he matched masturbating himself against Derek's perineum. As Derek's tool left Sean's mouth, Jeremy's tongue penetrated his ear. Derek was beside himself with pleasure. Jeremy's experience allowed him to recognize the tension as it built within Derek. He tried to time everything so the boys orgasmed together. When the moment came, Derek cried out his passion and his pleasure. Jeremy held his friend while he experienced his best orgasm yet.
When Derek calmed down, he looked at Sean and knew the boy had not been able to have his orgasm. At the moment though, he could only look at the boy and smile.
"That was the first time anybody ever gave me a blow job. That was fantastic!" Derek said enthusiastically.
"Well, that was the first time I ever gave somebody a blow job and I agree, it was great!"
The boys heard voices and knew someone was coming. They quickly looked around and crawled under a bush to hide themselves. The bush wasn't quite big enough and Sean's boyhood was exposed in its full glory for anyone to see. The boys tried to be quiet but had trouble controlling their breathing.
As the two men approached they stopped near where the boys were. The boys kept their heads down ad tried to hold their breaths. The Captain spotted a set of boy's legs sticking out from under the bush and tapped Daniel's shoulder. The men kept their conversation going as though they hadn't seen anything. They smiled at one another and walked off in another direction commenting about how the boys must have taken the back trail back to the dorm area because they couldn't be found.
When Daniel and the Captain disappeared behind a bush, the three boys jumped up and ran, fighting their own giggles. The boys were unaware that the Captain and Daniel were watching them run off. As they neared the compound the boys slowed. Jeremy walked with a big smile on his face. The other two boys thought it was because of the good sex they just had; it wasn't. Jeremy was happy because he just enjoyed a sexual game with two of his peers. It was his first time as a free boy to have an orgasm with another male and he liked it. It was his free choice, and it felt good.
The Captain and his men joined Daniel and the staff and boys for supper Sunday night before leaving. The men who had brought their sons enjoyed sitting there and watching there boys interact with the New horizon boys. Each father believed their son would learn something and gain a value most other boys didn't have the opportunity to experience. These boys may have come off the street, they may have had to prostitute themselves to survive, but deep down, they were normal fun-loving boys. Daniel saw Jeremy, Ted and Derek coming through the line with Sean and Danny. As they walked by the staff table, Daniel couldn't resist the opportunity.
"Boys, are you enjoying yourselves? Have you learned anything?"
"Oh, yes sir!" Derek beamed. "I've learned lots of new things and it's lots a fun, too."
Daniel and the Captain couldn't contain themselves, and broke out into fits of laughter. Derek was puzzled as to why what he said was so funny until Sean took him by the shoulder and told him to shut-up and move on before he got them all in trouble.
End Ch Sixty-Three