The Society Boys

The Society Boys By Connor Matthews

Chapter 88

We heard him come up the stairs and then he yelled out. It was Jason and I relaxed, letting out a big sigh of relief. I put down the bedside lamp I had grabbed. Alex just laughed at me.

"What were you going to do? Light up your face and try to scare him to death?" I punched him in the shoulder as Jason walked in.

"Hey guys, are you still in bed? Have you heard anything yet?"

"Yeah, they called and I have until 5pm tomorrow to get the money and they'll call back. I just have to wait for the bank to call now."

"Well we should get out and go do something to take our mind off it."

"I don't know that I can," I said "I'm a wreck. I just want him back. What if something goes wrong and they kill him."

"HEY! No talking like that," Alex said. "Just do what they said and I'm sure this will be over soon. They just want money and once they get it, they'll let him go. Obviously they're being careful to keep their faces hidden like the person who dropped off the note, so there will be no way to identify them, which is encouraging."

"True. I just can't help wonder what Colin is going through. He must be terrified. Should I call his parents or something?"

"No, they're American. They'll probably call the cops and the next thing we know we'll be drowning in FBI guys all armed with automatic weapons and tactical teams to fuck things up. We can handle this." I pictured it in my head. Yellow tape all around the house, a living room full of black suits and piles of tracking equipment, not to mention all the black SUV's surrounding the neighborhood. Then they'd have to get the RCMP involved. I saw them in their red uniforms on horseback trampling our front yard. But at least the Mounties always get their men, kinda like twinks at the Slam'r. "We can call them when he's safe and back home."

"Okay, but you gotta look after yourself too. Let's grab breakfast and go out for some air," Jason suggested.

We showered, dressed and had something to eat before heading to the beach. On the way, I stopped at the Telus store and picked up a new pay as you go phone. I figured I could use this to call people if I didn't want to be tracked or bugged or anything. I was rapidly getting a pocketful of phones. We tried to have a normal day, but I jumped every time I heard a phone ring. It was just after lunch when the bank manager called.

"Mr. Masters, we have those funds available that you requested," said the manager.

"Thank you. I'll be down to pick it up shortly." I put the phone back in my pocket and within minutes, the other phone vibrated. I answered it quickly.

"We'll meet you at 3pm, if that works for you."

"Sure that's fine," I said and hung up without saying anything else.

We headed back to the house to grab the packs. By the time it got close to 3pm, I was shaking badly and almost felt like throwing up. This was surreal. We all headed down to the bank and when we got there, security was waiting and escorted us to the manager's office without delay. The blinds were closed and Detective Miller and another guy were already in the room waiting with the manager.

"Justin," Miller said looking at me and then at Jason unsure of who to talk to. I acknowledged who I was before he spoke again and introduced me to his partner, Detective Collier.

The manager spoke next. "First, I just need you to sign a withdrawal slip for the money, and two pieces of identification. Also, and no disrespect to Jason, I need to take a fingerprint to compare to your signature card. If you remember, we set that up because of your identical brothers. Obviously, it's not an issue since you're both here, but we want to be sure we are handing the money to the right person. I hope you understand." I assured him that I appreciated it and gave him what he needed and he said he'd be back in a few moments. As we waited, the detectives explained the plan.

"Obviously we will have to wait for the call tomorrow and instructions. Since we have no idea what they're planning or time frame, we need to set a few things up right now. The first thing is that we'll add a tracker to the lining of the bags." He showed us the small devices that could easily be hidden. "Next we need to make sure you're safe, so we have a couple of things for you. The first is a watch which is a tracking device. Obviously we have your phone's GPS, but that is usually disposed of in most cases. We still believe that their actions make them amateurs, so we will give you a tracker to swallow. It's harmless and should stay in your system for at least 48 hours until you pass it."

We want to wire you for sound, and we think the best way to do that will be to set a mic inside your cell phone, instead of put anything on your body in case they search you."

"What if they make me take the battery out of my phone to disable the tracking?"

"That's fine, the listening device is independent of the phone itself. Finally we need at least two hours from the time you get the call to get our people in place without being seen. Can you handle that?"

"Sure, but I'm really unsure of having you guys there. If they see you, it could be bad for Colin. I'd rather just give them the money, get Colin and be gone."

"Understood, but it's important that we get these guys so they can't do it again. The last thing you want to be doing is looking over your shoulder for it to happen again and again each time they run out of money."

Christ, I never thought of that. No wonder celebrities need body guards. Shit, now would be a good time to move to `Barebuttistan'. I'm still working on a good name for our island. Fuck, this was just getting worse and worse. Everyone we knew could be in danger at some point. I just nodded and sat down heavily in the chair. All of a sudden I wasn't feeling so good, or confident. The manager returned with two security guards. They had a large metal box with them on a cart.

"You didn't indicate what denomination you wanted the money in, so we arranged it in 50's and in used money rather than the new plastic bills. Each stack is $5,000 and there are 1,000 stacks. They began to bring the money out of the large box and placed it on the desk. It just kept coming and coming and I wondered if we would be able to get it all in the packs. One guard remained at the door to the office to prevent any interruption. As the stacks increased, my eyes were beginning to be overwhelmed by the piles of cash on front of me. I had to count it and sign for it. If this hadn't been so serious, I would have cracked all the bundles when I got home and thrown it on the bed and rolled around in it, but this wasn't that situation. Once we had confirmed the money, we loaded it into the backpacks and it filled them to capacity. The detectives had already made small incisions into the seams and inserted the trackers and then re-sealed it. Once we had everything, we thanked the manager for his help and he shook our hands. The detectives said they would wait before leaving in case we were being watched. He was sure they would follow the money if they were tracking us, but he voiced that he doubted they would be watching at all. It was set and all we had to do was wait for the next call.

"Good luck, Mr. Masters," said the bank manager. We left the office with him and he escorted us to the door, followed a short distance behind by the security guards. Once we got onto the street, I was increasingly more nervous. I was sure that everyone we passed by knew that we were carrying 5 million dollars in cash. It was almost laughable. If I stopped by Starbucks for a coffee, I couldn't use any of this money. I'd have to use my bank card. We threw the stuff in the trunk of the car and I couldn't believe how heavy it was. I honestly had no idea what to do with that much money once we got it home. Should I sleep on it, hide it in the attic, bury it in the back yard? I was such a wreck that I wouldn't need to worry about tomorrow, my veins were going to explode and I was going to die long before I got to the drop point. I hid the money in the house (I won't tell you where, so that you're not tempted to go and get it), and left my regular phone and the cop phone on the bed. I went for a walk down the street and called Dad to see if the guys were okay and he assured me that they were great. He had them in the living room doing homework and had planned Chinese food for later. I thought about the Chinese food I had last week...he was delicious. He asked about how the day went, so I told him. He was really concerned and told me to let the police do their job.

"I know Dad, but it's just money. I don't care about it and I want Colin back." He talked to me like the cops had and told me to just trust the whole system. I still felt sick to my stomach about the whole thing, but so far we hadn't been bombarded by a cop invasion force; they had stayed out of sight, but I knew they were listening if we needed them. This was nothing like TV. Of course if TV was like real life it would be extremely boring with no real action scenes; at least not yet. I headed home and the guys said we should go out, but I wasn't in the mood and I sure as hell wasn't leaving the cash unattended. The next day, each minute ticked by like it was an hour, and by the time 5pm rolled around I had peed a hundred times and thrown up twice. Anxiety was at an all-time high and when the phone finally rang I was almost too worked up to answer it.

"You will bring the money to Number 6 road and Bridgeport in Richmond. There is an old warehouse next to the Cambie substation. Come alone and no tricks as we will be able to see any vehicles within a few kilometres. You have 30 minutes."

"It's gonna take me longer than that to get there. I have to pack up all the money and then find the place. How about two hours?"

"You have one hour. Don't be late, or we'll start cutting off body parts as a penalty."

"Can I speak to him again to make sure he's still alive?" I asked desperate to hear him and let him know it would be over soon.

"No, just bring the money. Don't try anything stupid and both of you will go home safe. One hour." Then the line went dead. I put the phone down and went outside to await the call from the Detective. Almost on cue, it rang and I answered it.

"They've picked a good location for themselves. It's a wide open approach and has several ways out on highways. We're going to have trouble getting teams in place, but we'll do our best and don't worry, we'll be invisible. Make sure you swallow that tracker. All of them are online and we can see you clearly from the 5 devices. Are you near your cell phone?"

"No, it's in the house." He told me to get the cell and just talk to the guys so that they could verify the mic one last time. I went in and got my other phone.

"What did they say?" asked Jason. I have one hour to get to Richmond and give them the money. How long will it take me to get to #6 road and Bridgeport?"

"Probably 30 minutes if the traffic is okay," Alex said helpfully.

I still had the cop phone to my ear and I heard Detective Miller say, "Don't say anything out loud Justin. We have all the feeds working properly. We won't be able to contact you again, but once we hear you confirm that you have Colin back and are away with him, we'll move in. If something goes wrong and they don't give him back or you're in danger, just talk and we'll hear you. If we have to move in before you are away and safe, just do your best to drop to the floor and get under or behind something. Do you understand?"

"Yep. That seems right to me," I said trying to sound like I was still having a conversation with Alex. "I'll just program the GPS in the car so that I get there faster."

In my ear, Miller said "Good luck and be careful."

We grabbed the money and loaded it into my car. "Are you sure you don't want me to come with you? They probably won't mind since we're identical," Jay offered.

"No, we should follow the rules," I said unconvincingly as nothing would make me feel better than having Jason with me, but I wasn't going to endanger his life as well.

"Well we ARE going to follow you to Bridgeport exit in case you need us. We'll wait there until you are back with Colin."

"Thanks guys. Make sure that if something happens you get out of there though." I handed them the cop phone and left my new pay as you go on the table. I felt like I needed another pee and puke before I left. We took off for Richmond and the guys stayed with me until we hit the cloverleaf exit. They pulled off and I waved to them. I was now on my own heading to a ransom drop to get my husband back. Who could have foreseen this event? I felt like I was in a bizarre reality show. I got to the end of Bridgeport and saw the warehouse they mentioned. It really was out in the open, and I couldn't imagine how the cops would get there without being seen, but I had to get that thought out of my head. As I approached the warehouse, the big doors opened and I was waved inside. There were two guys and both were wearing masks, so that was a good sign. I stopped where they told me and they opened the car door. My legs were shaking so bad, that I almost couldn't get out when ordered. I popped the trunk open and the guys went and grabbed the bags. They led me forward to where a third guy was waiting.

"Was he followed?" The main guy asked.

"No, he's alone."

So far I didn't recognize the voices as I had been coached to do.

"Good. Keep following directions and this will be over soon." I looked around the room and didn't see Colin which made me very uneasy indeed. "Alright, let's make sure you're not wired. Take your clothes off." I kind of expected that having watched lots of TV shows. Shit, if I had been wearing a wire, I'd be dead now. I took off my clothes until I was down to my socks, shorts and watch, and stood there to show them I wasn't wired. "Everything off," he said. Obviously this wasn't a network TV show or I'd be allowed to keep my underwear. I removed my socks and boxers and put my hand over my crotch. Not because I was shy, but because it was a normal guy thing to do. One of the guys came up to me, put a latex glove on and moved my hand away from my crotch. He lifted my nuts to look under them. I don't know what he thought I could tuck under them. He made me raise my feet and then ran his fingers through my hair and looked in my mouth. Christ they were thorough, and it got even more thorough as he made me bend over and spread my ass cheeks. He inserted a finger and felt around in my ass. Thankfully, I was way too scared for this to be sexual.

"He's clean," the guy announced. `Duh', I thought to myself. I always keep my ass clean. You never know when someone is going to need it.

"Take the watch off too." I removed my watch and stood there completely naked. They moved me forward to a table and then opened the bags of money. I could see the smiles from their lips behind the masks. They removed all the money, one bundle at a time and checked each one. Perhaps they were looking for dye packs or to make sure I hadn't filled the bundles with newspaper. Once they had checked it all, which took so long I almost asked for a chair, they put it into suitcases and tossed my bags with my clothes.

"Where's Colin?" I asked when they seemed to be done.

"We'll take you to him when we're ready. We need to make sure that you weren't being followed or tracked."

"Can we fuck him while we wait?" One of the guys asked.

"No fag shit today. Haven't you had enough of that in the past few days?"

"Nah. That what fags are good for. They love taking up the ass and sucking cock, don't you queer boy?" I ignored that question. "Answer me boy, or we'll keep you for ransom next."

"Sorry, I thought that was rhetorical. Yes, of course we like it, for the most part." I shook my head at their stupidity, but I was still scared shitless. I was naked in front of three masked kidnappers. Not a time for my smart mouth.

"So, do you want to suck all of us off and get fucked right now?" asked the horny kidnapper. But before I could answer with a hell no, the leader spoke up.

"We don't have time to play with the fag. Get him loaded up so we can get out of here. The money checks out so let's take him to his homo boyfriend." They moved me to a van and told me to get in. I was still naked and all my tracking stuff was now on the floor in the warehouse. All except the one inside me, which they obviously hadn't thought about, but my microphone in the phone was on the floor in the warehouse. The cops wouldn't be able to hear me now. Once I was seated, they put a blindfold over my eyes. I felt like crying at this point. I wondered if this was to be the end of my life. There was no Colin and I was being taken somewhere else; maybe to be killed and tossed into the river. I was trying not to be a little fairy, but it was incredibly tough and was almost glad I had a blindfold. We drove for easily 15 or 20 minutes before the van stopped again. I waited a moment before I was pulled out and the blindfold removed. I saw Colin and my heart beat rapidly and I smiled. He looked okay, although he was as naked as I was. He was sitting on a mattress, handcuffed to the wall. He was also gagged.

"Like we promised, here's your girlfriend." There were now two more guys in the warehouse, bringing the total to 5. That explained the ransom amount. I looked at Colin as we moved closer and his wrists were raw from where the handcuffs had been rubbing him. "Well it looks like your boyfriend can follow directions, which means you're both free to go. Just one thing first. You'll notice that he's handcuffed. The key to the cuffs is deep inside his ass. The only way you're getting it out is to put your hand in and retrieve it. That will give us enough time to get away and it'll take you a while to get to help once you are free."

Shit, that was actually brilliant, although it meant I was going to have to fist Colin. Hurting him was the last thing I wanted to do, but maybe short term pain to free him was worth it. Hell, I'd demand someone fist me if I could be freed. They all jumped in the van, opened the main door and raced out closing it automatically behind them. I untied Colin's gag and began to cry.

"It's over baby, we're almost out of here," I kissed him and he also began to cry. He was obviously weak and sore and I hated to do what was next. "Colin honey, I'm going to have to put my hand in your ass to get the key."

"Do what you have to do," he croaked weakly. They've been fucking me constantly for days so I'm pretty numb." I looked around the warehouse for some lube, but it was empty. I knelt between his legs and looked at his ass. It was all red and puffy and it was obvious that he had taken cock. I was going to have to use a ton of spit and hope that the key wasn't in too deep. I wiped the tears from my eyes and put my hand against his ass. He jumped slightly and I apologized.

"Sorry babe. I'll go carefully and try to get the key as quickly as I can. I pushed a couple of fingers in first and felt around in him. I couldn't feel much except his prostate. Normally, I'd be as hard as a rock and ready to fuck him, but I just wanted to get free him and start hugging and kissing. I pulled back and used more spit before getting all my fingers into as small a size as I could, and pressed into him. He cried out as I got deeper. As I popped my whole fist past his sphincter, he yelled out in pain. "I'm sorry Colin. I'm sorry. That's the worst part. Just another few seconds and hopefully I can find it." I pushed in a little deeper and Colin was whimpering in pain trying to be brave as I felt around in his ass. It took a while, and way longer than I would have liked, but I finally found it. Unfortunately my hand was halfway to my elbow before I located it.

"Got it sweetie. Only a few more seconds now," I said excitedly as I slowly pulled back out of his ass. I was shocked to see blood on my arm as I pulled out. I wanted to cry again, but I was trying to stay strong. We had plenty of time to heal once we were out of here. I quickly uncuffed him and lay beside him kissing and hugging. He held me weakly, but the smile on his face and the love in his eyes was worth so much more than 5 million dollars. I would have paid a hundred times that to get him back. But we weren't done yet. Somehow I had to let the cops know that we were free and safe. "Stay here, babe. I'm going to get help. I would have walked into the centre of Rogers Arena naked if it would save Colin and get him home, so being in the middle of nowhere without clothes wasn't any sort of consideration. I opened the side door and looked for the main road. I saw one just a short distance away and made a run for it. I was barely a quarter of the way there when cop cars appeared from everywhere. I waved my hands and the lead car with Detective Miller and his partner pulled up.

"I have him. He's safe," I cried and fell to my knees. The detective ordered the ambulance in and I saw it scream past us to the warehouse. He gave a few more orders as his partner got out of the car and produced a blanket out of the trunk for me. He was asking me questions, but I told him to walk and talk as I wanted to get back to Colin. I told him that there were 5 guys in the van that left and he said he figured that might have been the case, and they currently had it under surveillance. Now that he knew we weren't in it, they would move in and stop them. By the time I got into the warehouse, Colin was being looked at by the paramedics who were putting an I.V. into his arm. They carefully checked him over for other damage and then lifted him onto a stretcher before putting him into the ambulance.

"I'm going with him," I said.

"If you can wait another 5 minutes, your car and clothes will be here. We retrieved them from the first warehouse."

"I don't care about those things; let's just get Colin to hospital. Can you call Jason and let him know where we are. He can bring the car home. They're just over on Bridgeport. Let him know where we're going. He can meet us there." The Detective said they would be taking us to Vancouver General. We headed off quickly but since Colin didn't have life threatening injuries, we didn't use the siren. I held Colin's hand the whole way as the paramedics took his vital signs and kept him warm. I wasn't worried about my own blanket and on more than one occasion, my junk was hanging out. I could have cared less. I had my best friend and lover back. He was never getting out of my sight again and I would hire an army of body guards to protect him.

We got into the hospital and were admitted quickly. I had to give as much information as I could without his Care Card, but he was already on file so it wasn't really needed. They processed him into emergency quickly and it didn't take long for a doctor to take a look at him and decide he was okay. He ordered a few scans for internal injuries and then we were left alone for a while. It was finally just him and I and he smiled at me again, melting my heart. I put my head beside his and kissed his cheek as I rubbed his hair.

"Nice haircut," he croaked with a smile. I gave him a sip of water and he thanked me.

"Thanks, do you like it?"

"Yeah, you look hot. Can't wait to get you home," he said trying to lighten the mood. I grinned and kissed him again. Jason and Alex arrived, followed by the detectives. Jason handed me my clothes and I dropped my blanket and got dressed. Modesty seemed a little redundant since I'd run down the street naked a short while ago.

"Mr. Worthington, we just need to ask you a few questions," said Detective Miller. "Would you be able to identify your captors?"

"No, they had masks on the entire time or blindfolded me, so I never saw their faces. The only name I heard was Leroy. The best I can tell you is approximate heights and that three were white, one was black and one Asian or Spanish or something like that."

"How many were there in total?"

"Five I think. At least I never saw more than five at once."

"Would you be able to identify their voices if we had you listen to them?"

"Maybe?"

"One last thing for now and you may want privacy for this," Miller said delicately.

"No, this is my family, I have no secrets from them," he said quickly.

"While you were captive, were you sexually abused at all?"

"Yeah. They fuc...ummm did both anal and forced me to blow them repeatedly."

"We'd like your permission to run a rape kit. Perhaps there is DNA on you somewhere," he said quietly.

"Sure, they fucked me a lot so I'm sure you'll find something."

"Thank you. I'll make arrangements. We arrested the occupants of the van and recovered the money, so even without any identification from you, we have them for that. We should be able to charge them on kidnapping, extortion, multiple sexual assaults, and illegal confinement. We can also charge them with kidnapping Justin too if we need it. Once you're feeling up to it, we'd like to get a statement from you, but we can come over to the house for that."

"Wow, with all those charges, they'll go away for 100 years," Alex smiled.

"It doesn't work like that unfortunately. They'll serve time for the most serious of the crimes. If the kidnapping gets them 10 years and the sexual assault got them 14, they'd serve 14, not 24. Canada doesn't have sentences like you see on crime shows. All of them are served concurrently, not consecutively. But the more charges we lay will help determine the final sentencing. We retrieved all the money as well, and once it's been processed and we confirm with the bank that this was the same money they gave you, it can be returned."

"I thought the money was in unmarked and used bills," I said slightly confused.

"It is, but in all cases like this, the bank records the first and last serial numbers in each bundle so that we can identify it when retrieved. Since they hadn't opened the bundles or spent any of it, the identification process will be simple and straightforward. We take pictures of it all, match it to the bank records and if it checks out, then the money will be returned to you."

"I don't care about the money. Keep it if it's needed for a trial or anything," said Colin.

"Not necessary once the money is recorded," he assured us. "We'll get forensics here for the rape kit shortly. Thank you for your time and we'll be in touch tomorrow for your statement." I thanked the Detectives and shook their hands. "Oh, and you can freely use your phone now. The tap has been cancelled, so you can get back to your drug cartel and child labour ring," he grinned, causing a confused look from Colin.

"Awesome, thanks!" I smiled and looked at Colin. "I'll explain later."

We waited in the emergency room for the police to arrive and do their thing. Meanwhile, I sent Jason and Alex home to get Colin some clothes for when he was released, and to call Mom and Dad and let them know it was over. Colin was already looking better and the fluids flowing into him were obviously helping. Fortunately, it sounded like they had only used him for sex and not beat him up or anything. He said they had given him food and drink regularly, although nothing fancy. I wanted to apologize for not getting him sooner, but I knew that would be silly since I had no idea anything was wrong until I got the note. We would definitely be putting a system in place for all of us from now on.

Once the police were finished with Colin, he was sent upstairs for scans and tests, including blood and other stuff. When the results came back, the doctor said there were small tears in his anus, but other than that he was fine. He offered to send Colin to a private room, but he refused and said his ass had been in worse shape after one of our parties. The Doctor didn't seem to know how to respond to that, and said he would discharge him as long as he promised to check with our family doctor in a couple of days to make sure he was healing properly. Hell if I knew Colin, he'd want to get back to work tomorrow. The Doctor did ask a nurse to put cream on Colin's wrists where he was rubbed raw from the handcuffs and suggested they bandage it, but he refused the bandage saying it would look like he'd tried to slash his wrists. Jason and Alex had returned with clothes and Colin got dressed and once the paperwork was completed and they took out the I.V. and checked his vitals once more, we were free to leave. I held Colin's hand the whole way back to the cars and we headed home. He was shocked when we pulled up at the house at the state of it and the burned out shell across the street.

"Holy fuck, what happened?"

I explained it and he looked positively sick again. "I'm so sorry that you had to go through all this, babe."

"I'm just glad I have you back safely. Nothing was more important than that," I told him as I continued to hold his hand as we got into the house with Jason and Alex. "We should get you something to eat and then get you to bed."

"Wow, you really did miss me. Can't wait to jump in the sack huh?" He grinned.

I hugged him hard and began to cry. "I was so worried that something would go wrong. I wouldn't have forgiven myself if something had happened to you. I love you so much."

"I love you too, more than anything." We kissed passionately and Jason announced that he would order pizza. I ignored him and kept hold of my husband as we headed up for the shower. It was important to wash the feel of the event off us. Colin allowed me to gently clean out his ass as well, so that he could get the feel of the guys off him. I saw blood as he rinsed clean, but nothing more than when we have a wild sex party. After spending an eternity in the warm water together, we dressed in comfy t-shirts and shorts and made our way to the couch in the activity room, where I pulled him on top of me and wrapped my arms around him and held on tight. I was ready to fall asleep now. He was safe, I could relax and nothing else mattered. The rest of the world disappeared as I made out with Colin. We must have been at it a while as Jason surprised me by saying that the pizza had arrived.

We took a break and sat together as we ate. It had been a traumatic day, but I was still starving. We scarfed down several slices, and the whole time I had my leg over the top of Colin's.

"So what happened Colin? How did all this stuff start?" Jason asked.

"I got back from my trip and jumped into what I thought was the car sent for me. The driver said we had to stop for gas, which I thought was a little strange, but didn't say anything. I wasn't really paying attention and as soon as the car stopped two masked guys jumped in and attacked me. They tied my hands with plastic ties and then threw a bag over my head. I was told to cooperate or they would kill all of you and they gave our address to add some credibility to it. I was taken to a warehouse where they pulled me out of the car...

"Wait," I said interrupting him. "If the driver was in on it, you would have seen his face." This is why it's good to talk thing out.

"You'd have thought so, but he was wearing a cap and kept his head down. Plus I never really pay attention to the drivers. I mean I get into so many cars, I never bother to pay attention," he said sounding unhappy with himself. "But once they got me to the warehouse, they cut my clothes off and left me totally naked. One of the guys said they had to get rid of everything in case I had GPS or something. Then they put me into another vehicle and drove somewhere else and I was handcuffed to the wall where you eventually found me. I heard all their plans and how they talked about you guys and the ransom. Half the time I had a blindfold on, the other half I didn't but they had masks so that I couldn't see who they were. One of the guys started the whole sex thing by making me suck his dick until he came and then it seemed to turn into a competition. I was pretty much used as their cum dump for the next few days. The whole time things were happening, I kept thinking I might never see you again and that maybe they'd kill me once they had the money, so I listened closely to all their conversations. I never once heard them say that they were interested in anything but the money. Mostly they were okay with me. It's not like they tried to injure me or anything, and they fed me regularly and let me go to the bathroom when I needed. I just set my mind to think of it like a pledge event for the `Q' and it made it easier. Then you showed up and it was like a naked angel had come to rescue me. As soon as I saw you, I knew everything would be ok."

"I thought maybe they would keep both of us," I said honestly. "I was scared shitless, but I knew I had to be strong for you."

"You were. I'm just glad it's over. It could have been a whole lot worse." Colin said as he hugged me tighter and we all just hung out for a while. He had been through so much, but he was right, we did worse stuff to pledges, so thankfully he was strong enough to handle it.

"I have to take a piss," he said after a while.

"Me too," I agreed and went with him to the bathroom. We peed together after washing our hands, I took hold of him again and we went back to the activity room to announce we were heading to bed.

"Good night guys," said Alex. "Good to have you back Colin."

"Thanks. Good to be back. I couldn't ask for a better family," he smiled and kissed them goodnight. We literally ran upstairs, stripped and climbed into bed. I pulled Colin on top of me and ran my hands over his body.

"Baby, I was so scared that I was going to lose you. I never want us to be apart again. I was miserable without you and when I thought of someone hurting you, I almost couldn't handle it." I lay his head on my chest and stroked his hair. I could feel his chest heaving up and down as he breathed.

"You were amazing sweetie. You strolled in like the cavalry and rescued me. Well strolled in like the naked cavalry with an cute ass. I am so proud of you." He looked up and then stretched his head to kiss me. We kissed until our lips were sore and I finally rolled him onto his back. I kissed down his body and put my head beside his crotch and stared at his penis. I took hold of it and stroked it slowly and gently until he was fully erect. I kissed it all over before taking it into my mouth. Slowly, I sucked on him enjoying every inch. His balls were nice and tight and I rolled them around in my fingers. There was no rush; it was as if I were getting to know him all over again. I explored every part before I straddled his stomach and went back to kissing him. His hard cock was resting against my ass cheek, so I reached over for the lube and got him slicked up. I pressed back and took the tip inside me and slowly lowered myself all the way down his beautiful cock. I rode him gently for a while as I kissed and licked as much of him as I could get to without affecting his cock going in and out of me. I loved sex (in case you needed to be reminded of that) and with Colin, it was extra special.

"If you keep doing that honey, I'm gonna cum in that sweet hole of yours," Colin said as he wrapped his arms around me and thrust upward increasing the pace.

"Do it baby. I can't wait to feel you fill me up," I said as I put my cheek against his and rubbed his hair. He fucked me faster and then sighed loudly in my ear as he unloaded into me. He must have had quite a load stored up as I actually felt it splash my insides. We stopped and rested together as our lovemaking reached a conclusion.

"Want me to finish you off?" He asked smiling.

"No, I'm going to save my load until your ass is healed and I flood your hole with my baby makers."

He laughed hard. "Honey, there's no way you'll last that long without cumming. If I know you, you'll wake up during the night and want a go at me, or beat off at least." He did know me! He wanted to go wash up before we fell asleep so I followed him so that I could squirt the cum out of me and give myself a quick clean as well. I spooned up against Colin and fell asleep listening to his breathing and smelling his scent. There is something intoxicating about him that I miss whenever he's not around. Weird, I could have sex with a hundred guys, and it never has the same feeling as a night with my hubby. In the morning, Colin woke up first and went down on me trying to get me to cum. I had to stop him and remind him I was saving the biggest load of my life for his ass. He just grinned and climbed out of bed and headed for the bathroom with his semi-hard cock waving in front of him. I followed along. We did our usual morning routine and washed each other thoroughly in the shower. We joined Jason and Alex for breakfast and it was a very normal morning. I called Kyle and told him they should all come home tonight as the house smelled okay now. He was happy about it and said Cory was jumping around wanting to talk to us.

"Hi, bro. Can Bobby and Ricky come over and spend the night tonight?"

"I'm sure that would be okay. Let me ask Jason." I turned and asked him and he smiled saying it was no problem with him if we didn't mind 3 ten year olds running around. Actually I thought their energy and humour might be exactly what we needed. It was agreed and Jason made all the arrangements.

"So what do you want to do today?" I asked Colin.

"Maybe we could just hang around this morning and relax. If you're good and feed me grapes and wine, I'll even think about having sex with you," he teased.

"Hmmm, I dunno. I had sex with you last night already. I gotta save some of this for all my other fans," I said as I wiggled my body at him and ran my hands down my chest.

"You have fans? I thought now that you were 20, you were all used up."

"I'll show you who's all used up once that ass is healed," I said as I licked the side of his face with my jam soaked tongue from my breakfast toast. We were just cleaning up from our morning meal when the doorbell went. I hit the video system on the wall and saw that it was the cops at the door. After all that had happened, I was going to use our security system to the max. No one gets to answer the door without us checking first. Colin went to the door and I held his hand as he opened it. He invited the two Detectives in and we took them to the living room.

"So we have charged the 5 guys. Two have pled guilty in exchange for testimony against the main ones, so it should make prosecution easier. We will just have you write out your statement for us and then hopefully that's all we'll need until the trials." He asked how we were doing and seemed genuinely interested. A refreshing change from the other cops. He told us the names of the 5 guys and I didn't recognize any of them, but Colin knew two.

"Yeah, I fired Greg Novak as he was always snooping around the office and getting into things he shouldn't. He was pretty pissed off when I let him go and smashed a few items on the way out, but I never thought he'd do this."

"Well at least we know his motive now. Your money should be available for pickup by Monday, or we can just arrange to have it returned to the bank for you. Officers can meet you there when you say."

"That's fine. No rush. Just make sure they do everything correct so that these guys can't get off on a technicality. We don't need the money, so don't panic to get it back to us," said Colin. The officers looked at each other, almost in disbelief that we wouldn't need 5 million dollars. I secretly hoped we could pick up the cash and do what I wanted...throw it on the bed and roll around on it. Colin wrote out his statement in the living room while I took the detectives to the activity room and had a game of pool with them. They had declined at first but since Colin had to have privacy to write his statement I talked them into it. Once they removed their suit jackets and I saw their guns, I let them win. That's my story and I'm sticking with it. They actually seemed like genuine guys, although they were all detective all the time. One asked if I minded if he went into the yard for a smoke, which was fine by me. He tried to look casual but headed straight for the zen garden, which of course is where the pot plants were located. I excused myself and went to the desk and got the permit for it. When he returned, he spoke to his partner and I just smiled to myself and walked over to them and handed them the permit.

"No need to whisper, we don't have secrets around here," I said casually and slightly smugly. He took the paper I was handing and looked it over and smiled. "Like I said before when you were tapping our phone, we have nothing illegal except for the drug cartel and the child labor. The three ten year olds will be here after dinner."

"Sorry, Mr. Masters, nothing personal."

"That's why we keep the permit handy and the garden is separated from the rest of the house. It's Alex's pot for when he really needs it and the cancer treatments get too much for him."

"So do any of you go over and smoke it with him?" Asked Collier.

"I take the fifth," I laughed.

"The fifth what?"

"I dunno. It's just what you say isn't it. Something about not talking or something. But whatever it is, I'm taking it," I laughed.

"Well, I dunno about you, but I'd be over there every time he was taking his `medicine'," Miller said.

"Don't cops have the best pot anyway?" I asked. "I thought whenever you guys took it off people, you had to check it."

"Now it's my turn to take the fifth," he laughed.

"Nice."

Colin strolled down and handed over his statement. The officers thanked him and we escorted them out. Then we were alone in our side of the house. Alex and Jason had vanished somewhere, so we started by cuddling together on the couch as we watched the new male stripper movie with Channing Tatum. I could see us acting out the whole show in the house one day. I'd use the $50 dollar bills as tips. It was a pretty lazy day and once we were bored, we decided to jump in the car and head out for Stanley Park to walk the seawall. He said he needed a piss first, so I went with him and took one too.

Curiosity got the best of me while we were in there. "Why do they say take a piss? Aren't we leaving a piss? If we took one, do we need to bring our own container and can we pick the guy whose piss we like?" The two other guys in the bathroom with us laughed and joined in.

"Well I'm leaving a piss, but I will take a shit later," he snorted.

"Gross dude. I just hope you wash your hands afterwards," said his friend.

I noticed that one of the guys was watching Colin piss, so I moved forward slightly to block his view. He'd have to get through me first. If anyone was taking Colin's piss, it would be me. Great, now I'm into watersports, and I'm not talking swimming or water polo. We finished up and one of the guys shook his cock more than needed.

"Dude, if you need to jerk it like that, go into a stall and take care of things," his friend teased.

"Gotta shake it thoroughly or you get the drips in your shorts," he countered.

"Yeah, but the way you're shaking it, you're gonna have more than a few drops in your pants. You'll have a crotch full of precum and then a dribble of cum.

"No such thing as a dribble of cum, we're talking a keg load."

They both laughed and the more they talked the harder I was getting. Straight boys talked like gay guys. Colin just looked at me and grinned and then glanced at the bulge in my shorts. As we got out of the bathroom and onto the seawall, Colin took my hand.

"I `m surprised that you didn't drop to your knees and offer to take care of them," he laughed. "You're obviously sporting a huge boner." He reached over and grabbed my crotch. I smiled and felt the precum beginning. I hoped it wasn't so much that it would leak all the way through my underwear and pants.

"I'm not leaving you alone so that I can go do strangers. You'd have to come with me," I smiled and squeezed his hand harder.

"I've noticed that. Even when that guy looked at me, you moved so he couldn't see anything. That's different. Normally you'd step back and let them see more. Nothing else is going to happen to me babe; you don't have to protect me."

"I'm not letting you out of my sight again. Get used to it. I'm now super butch bodyguard Justin," I announced and jumped in front of him and flexed my guns. Well water pistols...

He leaned over and I thought he was going to kiss me, but instead, he grabbed me by the sides and began to tickle me. I shrieked like a like girl and ran away. He ran after me and tackled me to the grass and sat on me. "Some bodyguard!" He grinned as he held my hands over my head and leaned down to kiss me. I got a few pecks and then he began to tickle me again.

"Stop it, stop it! I give! HELP!!!" I shrieked as I continued to giggle. "Uncle!" He rolled off me and we lay side by side on the grass for a bit holding hands. I turned on my side to look at him and just stared at his face.

"What? Do I have a booger or something?" He smiled as he looked at me and wiped his nose.

"No, you're just so beautiful that I want to stare at you forever," I smiled as I looked into his eyes.

"I'm not as beautiful as you," he said and leaned in to kiss me. We were totally ignoring everyone walking by and they were ignoring us. I suppose we had to keep our clothes on for now though. We'd have to go to Wreck Beach if we wanted to put on a naked sex show. I jumped to my feet and put my hand out to pull him up.

"Come on ya big homo, we still have a walk to finish," I teased. He grabbed my hand and got up.

"Okay, ya little homo bodyguard. So what exactly is your plan to protect me? Are you going to shriek loudly and burst their eardrums to disorient them?" He laughed as he swung my hand as we walked.

"Yep, and then we pants them and kick em in the nards!"

"What if it's girls?"

"Then we're fucked. It's every man for himself," I laughed.

"Bend over," he said suddenly.

"That's random!" I smiled as I stopped to bend over. "Don't you think people will complain if we do it right here?"

Colin jumped on my back so that I could give him a piggyback ride. We walked to the next beach with me as eco-friendly transportation. As we rounded the corner and came upon third beach, I recognized two guys laughing and running around filming each other.

"Oh my god, I've seen those guys on You Tube. That's the Voros twins, Chris and Patrick. I even follow them on Twitter. I think their tag is @cpvoros. If they were gay, we could have tons of fun with them. Twins doing twins. It would feel weird not knowing who you were doing."

Colin laughed. "Now you know how we all feel with the three of you all being identical." We watched the two of them for a while and smiled at their antics. They were so much like the Irish twins Jedward that it was scary. I secretly wished that Jason and I had been like that, but at the same time I liked our independence too. Both of us knew we were there for each other no matter what, but it was fun watching them being oblivious to anyone else around them. As we got closer, I yelled to them.

"Hey Chris and Patrick! Love your videos!"

They looked over, waved and thanked us. They had such cute smiles and being shirtless, they looked skinny but hot. I honestly wished they were gay. I wonder if I could use some of the ransom money to bribe them. God, I must be horny. They should be paying me. Three of a kind always beats two of a kind...everyone knows that. I wanted to go over and say more to them, but there really was no point since they were a fantasy and it would drive me crazy. If I had my way, I'd get Jedward, Chris and Patrick Voros, and the three of us together and have the world's craziest orgy party. First off, Jedward would have to be taught what to do with their dicks, as they seem to be totally naïve about sex things. Chris and Patrick are much more sexual, but would need some alcohol and cash convincing to switch teams and play. I shook my head to get the dirty thoughts out of it as I tried to focus on Colin again. I took one last look back at cpvoros (as they were known), shook my head again and tried to get my dick to go down. I wanted to run over, yank their shorts down, push them face first in the sand and bone each one as they yelled out in pleasure. NO! Not pain, pleasure. Even straight boys love a nice stiff dick in the ass if it's done with love. Everyone knows that.

I smiled and skipped along the seawall with Colin after the piggyback stopped. We sat on the side a few times to watch the ships and people going by. It is one of the great places in Vancouver. You can see ocean, mountains, city skyscrapers, a rainforest and people. The only thing we were missing was a desert and we'd have all types of scenery.

"Ummm, Colin, I have to use the bathroom," I said suddenly as my stomach gave me a bit of pain.

"Go ahead, I'll wait here," he said as he let go of my hand.

"No, come with me please." I said as I took his hand again and pulled him with me.

"Baby, nothing is going to happen to me while you're in there. I'll fight everyone off with my fierceness, or worse, I'll just fart and knock them out."

"No, please come with me," I begged. He smiled and followed me as if we were two girls going to the bathroom together. I entered the handicapped stall and tried to pull him in with me.

"Baby, I love you, but I'm not going to stand in there while you take a shit...sorry, while you leave a shit!"

I pouted but agreed that he could stand outside the stall door as long as I could see his feet. He didn't want to, but I said I would just hold it in and die of stomach cramps unless he agreed. He said something about me being a drama queen but said he do it. I felt better and did my business while he talked to me. All my protectionism was unnecessary as no one else came into the bathroom while we were there. We continued our walk and finally headed home in time for the boys to come back from school. They still complained that our house smelled like smoke, but we all figured that it would get better once the siding on the house was replaced and the insurance company approved our cleaning bill. Cory was all excited about having Robbie and Bobby spend the night and worked hard to clean up his room. It mainly consisted of shoving everything under his bed or throwing it in the closet, but at least he was making an effort. Jason & Alex set the tent up in the yard and strung up the patio lights to give the boys some camping night lights which was unnecessary, but they were having fun with it anyway. Kyle and Troy took Cory to get some junk food for their campout, which was maybe a bad idea since they were all junk food crazy. Thank god we were getting the 5 million back, so we could pay for it. When they returned it, there was more food than I've ever seen. It ranged from 10 bags of marshmallows and 20 bars of chocolate to chips, pop, ju jubes, twizzlers, hot dogs, popcorn and fruit rollups and the list went on.

"So can we order pizza tonight when the guys get here?" asked Cory blistfully unaware that there was no way they could eat all that food in one night. If you put the food on one side of a weigh scale and the three 10 year olds on the other side, it would still need Kyle and Troy to even get the scale to move. I laughed and watched Jason manage the kid as they stored the food away. After a proper dinner, Jason took Cory to pick up his friends and I took several Tylenol to prepare for the infestation of pre-teens. I joke of course as I loved Cory and he was the one thing we needed tonight to make all of us happy after the week we had. They arrived an hour later; both boys packed as if they had moved out. I was pretty sure they were just spending the night, but maybe I had missed a memo or something. I loved it when the toys came out of their backpacks as if that was the most important thing to travel with. The only clothes were pyjamas and a change of underwear and socks. Obviously the mothers had something to do with at least part of the packing. They had barely got in the house before we had their little worms wiggling free between their legs. They were naked and splashing around in the pool giggling and squealing like we'd been invaded by a hundred girls. Kyle and Troy were next to jump in the water and they all played around together. We heard the front door and Aaron strolled in with a big smile.

"Looks like the party started without me," he said as he undressed and jumped on Kyle as he leapt into the pool. Colin and I sat in the hot tub together, although Colin had chosen to wear shorts today for some reason. The boys wrestled for a bit and when Aaron climbed out he was semi hard. Bobby giggled and whispered in Ricky's ear. They both looked over at Aaron and then whispered in Cory's ear. Then all boys began giggling. We knew they were up to something but had no idea what. Ricky swam under water towards Aaron, who looked down as he got closer. Bobby followed and then Cory.

"What are they doing?" Jason asked.

"Just swimming between my legs," Aaron grinned.

"Is that it?"

"Well they do seem to be bumping into my dick a lot as they do it," he admitted.

"Cory, what are you guys doing?" Jason asked his little brother.

"Trying to get his wiener bigger," he admitted chuckling. One thing about Cory is that he just said it like it was. No lying or trying to hide things.

"Well, maybe you should give poor Aaron a break," he told him and the boys reluctantly headed off to do something else.

"Thanks," Aaron said as he swam over and got into the hot tub with us. "If they kept doing that I was going to pop a bone. Ricky was literally grabbing my dick to pull himself between my legs each time."

"Yeah, they're at that curious age. Not sure how to deal with it, but as long as we try not to overreact or let them get too carried away we should be ok."

Cory was on the lawn trying to do handstands and kept falling over. "Jason, come help me!" He yelled. Jason got out of the water and went to stand beside Cory and grabbed his legs as he kicked them up. He held him until Cory said to let go and was able to hold himself in place for a few second before falling over. The other two wanted to do it too, so Alex and Troy went to help. It became a full on contest as Kyle and Aaron joined in. Once they had enough of naked handstands, it turned into a game of tag with everyone running around the lawn together. It seemed innocent enough until the younger guys turned it into slap tag, using penises as the target of the slap. As they did it, I straddled Colin in the hot tub and put my arms around his neck and lay my head on his shoulders.

"You should take off your shorts, so I can sit on you and have some fun," I whispered.

"Or you could wait until we're in bed and we can make out all night," he whispered back.

"Spoil sport. I never get sex anymore. It's like living with a monk," I complained jokingly.

"Just call me Brother Colin," he chuckled.

"Great, just what I need...ANOTHER brother," I smiled as I kissed his ear. "How about if I make out with you and if you get hard, you have to fuck me right here?"

"That's not much of a contest. I'd lose in just a few seconds."

I grinned and began nibbling his ear as I wiggled my ass on his crotch, and then felt down to see if I was having an effect. I smiled when his dick twitched slightly in my hand.

"See, I told you, I'd lose," he whispered.

"So get your shorts off and put that big thing in my ass, Puhleez..." I continued to whine.

"You can have a five minute fuck now, or sex for several hours after we go to bed, but not both," he said being totally mean (in my opinion).

I stood up and made a point of rubbing my seriously hard cock up the length of his face as I slowly got out of the pool.

"Aieeee," yelled Aaron "he's got hold of my dick!" We all looked over and sure enough, Ricky had a tight hold of Aaron and was pulling on it. Aaron was trying to pry the small fingers of his cock before it began to inflate from the unwanted attention.

"Okay game's over," yelled Jason. "Ricky let go of Aaron. Why don't you guys go get a shower and wash the chlorine off? Get dressed and I'll order pizza. Howz that sound?" Jason said to stop anything from getting out of hand. They liked the idea and ran naked into the house.

"Wow, I really wasn't expecting that. Sorry Jason," Aaron said slightly embarrassed.

"Don't worry about it. It seems to becoming more common with them. I think they are just growing up to a point where dicks are becoming more fascinating. We may just have to limit the nudity while they are around. I can control Cory, but three of them are a bit tougher. We'll stay dressed tonight...at least until we are all in bed. You spending the night?" Jason said looking at Aaron, who looked over at Kyle and smiled.

"Of course he's staying. It's three-way night tonight," Kyle laughed. I grinned and wondered if I went to watch if that technically made it a four-way.

The kids returned naked from the shower and got into their clothes. Jason had ordered the pizza and set up the TV for the movie. Cory loved watching movies because he was allowed to watch more mature films at our house than with his mother. Perhaps it was a guy thing as his mother still wanted to keep him her little boy, whereas Jason's job was to help him grow up. That being said, the debate between the boys was to watch The Lorax' or Journey 2'. Cory wanted the Hunger Games, but Jason quickly vetoed that, explaining later that he didn't think it was right with Ricky and Bobby around. The film chosen by the boys was Journey 2. The pizza arrived and everyone sat around and enjoyed time together until something blew up between Jason and Cory to change things. I was in the grabbing a drink from the fridge when I heard our smallest brother yelling.

"I hate you!! I wanna go home!" he screamed as he ran up the stairs heading towards his bedroom. Jason caught up to him by the kitchen and took hold of him.

"Come on Cory, stop it. You know I love you," Jason said as he got down on his knees and stared at him.

"NO! You don't. You hate me. I don't want you as my brother anymore," he said trying to get away, but Jason held on tight.

"I can't do what you want buddy, it's not right. Don't we have lots of fun together as brothers?"

"Yeah, but it's not fair that you won't show me stuff."

"Buddy, there are just some things that you have to wait until you get older to learn, and that's one of them."

"Please Jason. Ricky says that if you love me you'd show me and do it."

"Well Ricky is wrong. It's exactly the opposite. It's because I love you that I can't do that."

I tried to hide my smile as I had no doubt what this conversation was about, if not the specifics, I figured at least knew the subject.

"But you're my big brother. You're supposed to teach me stuff. Mom said you would," he complained still very loudly.

"And I will. But there's a difference between teaching you how to be a man and doing things that are wrong."

"I don't get it. You and Alex do sexy stuff together because you love him, but you won't do sexy stuff with me. So that means you don't love me anymore."

"It's hard to explain until you get older, but there's a difference between boyfriends, girlfriends and brothers. You shouldn't have sex with your brother, but if you have a girlfriend or boyfriend it's okay." Jason glanced over at me and I pushed my tongue into the side of my mouth as if I were giving him a blowjob, and tried not to laugh at how big a hypocrite he was at the moment, but I didn't envy him this explanation.

"Bullshit! I know it's because you don't love me. If you don't do sexy stuff with me, I don't want to be your brother anymore. I'm going to bed, so let go of me and fuck off." He yanked his hand away and ran past Jason downstairs to get his friends. Jason stood up and looked truly stunned. I was stunned at Cory's language. I guess he was growing up.

"So what does he want to do?" I asked as Jason sat at the kitchen table.

"He wants us to have sex. Full on, blowjobs and fucking. He is saying that Ricky is telling him that it's how brothers prove their love."

"I'm gonna go fucking kill Max. That stupid puke is brainwashing Ricky and now it's poisoning Cory." I was fuming. Maybe I should have taken Max into the woods and stuffed my cock into his ass to show him how wrong it was to take someone against his will. This sucked. Cory was so amazing and now sex was starting to fuck it all up. No pun intended. "What are you going to do?"

"I dunno. I'm hoping by morning he'll forget and get back to being himself," he said not really having a plan. "Let's just see what happens if we ignore it for now. He has a pretty short attention span and as soon as he wants something he'll want to be brothers again." We headed downstairs and the boys were now playing video games. Jason sat down next to Cory and as soon as he did, Cory stood up and went and squeezed himself into the chair next to Kyle. They finished the game and Cory made a point of going around the room to hug everyone goodnight. Everyone except Jason. The boys headed out to the tent and Alex went out to make sure the patio lights were on and to tell the boys that he would leave the door open in case they wanted to come back in. Kyle and Aaron also said they were tired and were heading for bed.

"Dude it's like 10pm. Let's stay up all night," Troy suggested.

"Stay here if you want, but I didn't say we were going to go to sleep when we got to my room dumbass."

"Subtle Kyle, really subtle," Aaron laughed.

"Well either we go to my room or we do it right here on the coffee table," he beamed.

"I'll get the video camera," I said standing up quickly as I teased them.

"Come on guys; let's go upstairs before Justin turns this into a 20 person orgy." They kissed us goodnight and ran up to have their fun. My ass was tingling thinking about that big cock of Aaron's being put to good use. It was my gay superpower. If anyone had a big cock, my ass would tingle...I didn't say it was a GOOD superpower.

After Alex returned and killed the main backyard lights, the line of lights to the tent looked great and made a nice path for the boys. We watched the flashlights in the tent as the boys giggled and talked excitedly, although we couldn't hear what they were actually saying.

"He's really pissed at you," Alex told Jason.

"I know, but he'll get over it."

"Well personally I think you should let Sheila know about all of this and stop him from seeing Ricky anymore," Alex suggested. "Ricky's gonna be hornier than Justin over there by the time he's a teenager." I smiled at the compliment, unless it wasn't meant as a compliment, but then why wouldn't it be.

"It's not Ricky's fault. It's his brother, Max. I think we should talk to Ricky to see if Max has stopped doing things with him or not. If he hasn't then I think we have to take a different approach. Maybe I need to talk to Ricky's parents," Jason said thoughtfully.

"I still say we strip the little shit and do to him what he's doing to Ricky. Plus he's actually kinda cute. His ass is probably virgin tight and would pop open like ripe pea pod if we took turns."

"Holy shit, perv. Keep it in your pants. We gotta get you some help," laughed Colin.

"Yeah, I tried to take my medicine earlier, but you wouldn't get your shorts off. I'm having withdrawal symptoms," I whined again.

"When was the last time you two had sex," Jason asked.

"This morning!" laughed Colin "He's acting like he hasn't been laid in a month."

"Maybe we should all agree that we deny Justin sex for a week. All in favour raise your hands." All hands went up rapidly.

"HEY! When did this become about me? Let's focus people. We're talking about Cory and Ricky. Let's not make rash decisions that are unrelated to that topic," I tried reasoning.

"I also think we should slap him into a cock cage so he can't beat off either," suggested Alex.

"Whoa, whoa, are you people crazy? Let's not over react here. I'll run away from home and set up a sex booth at the beach if you try anything drastic."

They all laughed and the subject turned to other things such as the kidnapping and ransom money and other topics. After about an hour, Jason said he was going to check on the boys to make sure they were okay. I went with him and we quietly snuck out to the tent. They were still awake and chattering.

"Bobby is bigger than both of us so he should go first," I heard Cory say, "But I get to watch. Here, you are supposed to use this."

"What is it?" Bobby asked.

"I dunno. I took it out of Jason's night table, but when he puts his penis in Alex, he uses this on his wiener, so I think we should too."

"You mean they let you watch them do?"

"No, I hide in the closet and see them do it all the time. Sometimes they go for hours and I fall asleep in there," Cory admitted. I tried hard not to laugh. Looks like Max may not be the only bad influence around the 10 years olds. Jason looked over at me and mouthed the words "holy shit" and shook his head. We listened longer.

"It's not going in," Bobby complained.

"Here, I'll hold it in place and you just push," Cory offered. We waited and Ricky was next to comment.

"Just a little lower Cory...Okay Bobby, push it in."

"Oh wow, I think I'm in your bum. This feels really weird. What do I do now?"

"Move in and out," coached Ricky.

"That tickles my penis," he said as he apparently followed their instructions. I was having a tough time not laughing. Having sex with a first timer was always fun, but listening to kids play, when they had no idea what they were doing was hilarious, especially when we couldn't see anything. "Shit, it fell out. Put it back in Cory."

Then the tent went silent for a few minutes, so we assumed they were just fucking. Then Bobby spoke again, "I think I'm gonna pee."

"That's not pee. It's the white stuff that means you are finished. Just keep going," Ricky coaxed.

"Yeah, then you're supposed to say you're cumming and grunt and stuff," Cory advised helpfully.

"Why?"

"I dunno. But Jason and Alex always do that. Maybe it's just grownup stuff to let the other person know that you're just about done."

"Okay then. I'm cumming...ungh!" Bobby said sounding totally faked. Then he panted loudly which wasn't faked. "I think I might have peed in your bum," he said finally.

"That's okay. You probably just put the white stuff in me. Cory, you go next." We listened for a while as Cory fucked Ricky and then they decided to switch places and agreed that each of them should do the other. Jason signalled for me to back away with him, and we headed to the house and closed the patio door.

"Oh my God," Jason said as he sat down.

"What's going on?" Colin asked as they looked at us.

"They're fucking."

"Seriously?" Alex laughed.

"Yeah, but it was Cory giving directions. Apparently he's been sitting in our closet watching us have sex on a regular basis. He knew about lube and most of the technique on how to do it." Colin and Alex broke into laughter.

"Guess that's one lesson off the table when he's older," Colin said supportively.

"This isn't funny. I've been having sex in front of a 10 year old. How will I explain this to Sheila?" Jason said looking mortified.

"Please! You won't be the first adults who've been caught having sex by their kids. It's not like you sat him down and made him watch and join in," Alex smiled.

"Gross dude. I guess we'll have to have another talk with him about boundaries. That may be my way out of the whole sex thing. I'll tell him that I won't tell his Mom about him spying on us, if he agrees to drop the whole sex with him thing."

"Blackmail? Nice parenting Jay," laughed Alex.

"Consider it a negotiation for the benefit of all parties," Jason reasoned.

We talked about how much we knew about sex when we were ten and agreed that we didn't know anything. About all that we knew was that we had fun seeing boys naked and giggling when we saw someone's penis. We all said that the first adult dick we'd seen was in the change room at the pool and wondered if ours would get like that, but otherwise we had no idea about sex. Perhaps having a big brother had its advantages. Jason finished up by saying he was going to check that Max had stopped fooling around with Ricky and then would work on keeping Cory focused on other things. They were also going to check their closets from now on before getting down to the bum bashing. We all agreed that having kids around the house was a lot more work than we thought it would be. It was fine when he was over for just a night or a few hours, but to have him roaming around freely for months was a challenge.

"I'm gonna bet if we Google the origin of prisons, they were originally designed to keep kids under control, not criminals," Alex laughed. We hung out and played pool and drank for another few hours before heading up to bed. I won't bore you with the details but let's just say the sun was coming up before Colin and I stopped making out, so much for the deny Justin sex attempt. I guess I'm just that irresistible. We slept well past noon and by the time we woke up, the house was well underway. The boys were playing in the yard and pool, although they were wearing swim shorts today, so I assumed Jason had spoken with them. Even Kyle, Troy and Aaron were in shorts. So it was going to be one of THOSE days around here.

Next chapter along shortly... I promised no cliff hanger this time, so I lived up to it. But will there be a cliff hanger next time? You'll just have to come back to find out... wait, is that actually a cliff hanger? Hmmm...rofl. comments always welcome at outinwest@gmail.com