Date: Tue, 21 Aug 2001 21:41:57 -0500
From: Danni Bailey <dannibailey@hotmail.com>
Subject: No More Secrets - Chapter 9

Disclaimer: This story, especially the next couple of chapters, contains
homosexual themes.  If you are underage to read such topics or if you find
them offensive, please read no further.  If you enjoy them...READ ON.

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portrayed in this story.  What I have written should imply nothing about
their sexual preferences.

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Chapter 9

If anything, Lance and Alyssa had understated the beauty of the island.
While the kids saw nothing more than a huge tropical playground, the adults
were silenced at the breathtaking view before them.  If paradise could be
envisioned; this was it.

The beach looked as if it had been bleached.  Pure white sand, very similar
to Florida's gulf coast.  The water was emerald green, and perfectly clear,
allowing you to take in the marine life that filled the small cove where
the boat had docked.  Lance had told you of the coral reef about 200 yards
from the main beach and of the abundance of creatures that inhabited it.
Connected to the dock was the boathouse that lodged all the equipment
necessary for exploration; masks, fins, snorkels, and even suba gear.
There were 4 jet skis and a catamaran, for those who chose to do their
exploring on the other side of the tiny island, and a wide variety of
fishing equipment including poles, spear guns and lobster traps.

"Lance, you and Alyssa win."  Justin commented.  "Out of all of the
vacations we've taken over the years, nothing comes close to this place."

Josh nodded.  "Yeah, thanks you guys.  This is perfect for all of us."

Alyssa smiled.  "Well, we knew the kids would love the beach and kinda
figured you guys could all use a little "romantic setting" for a change."

Danny wrapped his arm tightly around Josh's waist and pulled him close.
"Oh, yeah, that's got my vote."

"Me too!" chimed in Chris.

"Excuse me?"  Danni commented in mock anger as she tugged on Chris' shirt,
nearly pulling him off balance.  "And what exactly was last night?"

"Umm, that was just a `test drive'" he said grinning. "I'm ready for the
race now."

She placed he hand strategically on the front of his pants and the devilish
smile formed on her face that was all too familiar.  "Remember Chris, its
not the guy with the faster car that wins the race, but the one with the
best performance."

"Ouch!  She got you Chris...again" Justin remarked.

"Kiss my ass, Justin."  Their verbal abuse of each other continued as you
walked as a group toward the structure that was to be your home for the
next 2 weeks.

"Oh my Lord" Britney exclaimed as you approached the stairs of the screened
in porch.  "Look at the size of this place.  It didn't look so big from the
dock, but its huge."

Lance dug into his shorts' pocket, finally finding the front door key.
"Well, how about we take a look around.  We can just leave the luggage on
the porch until we decide who is staying where."

You took a moment to gather all the kids and herded them onto the porch,
latching the screen door behind you.  With them safely on the porch you
could check out the house and not worry about any of them wandering off.

As Lance opened the front door you could hear the muffled gasps.  Yes, you
knew from the outside that the accommodations would be first rate, but
until you saw the interior you had no idea on how many `details' Lance and
Alyssa hadn't mentioned.

Entering from the porch you were greeted by an immense `playroom'.  You
knew immediately this room would get lots of attention.  On one side were
the games; old arcade games, pinball machines and even the latest in
virtual reality technology.  Of course no game room would be complete with
out foosball (a favorite of the guys even after all these years) and a pool
table.  On the other side was a cozy living room area arranged around a
huge flatbed movie screen and fireplace.  The cabinet next to the screen
opened up to a sophisticated computer system. It held a directory of
thousands of movies, concerts and TV shows that could be played with the
click of a button, either to the flatbed screen or to any of the screens
located in each room of the house.  An additional drive was home to a data
base that provided the user with a listing of musical choices sorted by
artist, song title, or genre.  Into it could be programmed selections that
could be played by the elaborate sound system to any room in the house,
with each room having its choice of what its occupants wanted to hear and
the volume to which it was played.  You were impressed.  Very impressed.
Behind a room divider was a nicely stocked kitchen and an informal eating
area.

A spiral staircase, led you to the second of three floors.  In a stark
contrast to the floor below this one was much more formal.  The front of
the room was floor to ceiling glass obviously for taking in the beachside
view and tucked into one corner was a grand piano, which had already caught
JC's eye.  Running along one wall was a wet bar fully stocked with only the
finest of liquors.  The floor was of imported marble, the rugs Persian and
the furniture of Italian leather.  An elevated formal dining area was
included, complete with a lit china cabinet.  Again, there was a fireplace,
much more elegant than the one downstairs and another movie screen with a
remote that could access the computer allowing for easy movie selections.
Cost evidently, was not an issue.

Danni looked panic-stricken.  "Chris, whatever we do, our boys cannot spend
anytime on this floor."

You laughed as you nodded in agreement.  "Yeah, I think this floor is off
limits to all of the kids."

Lance was anxious to move on with the tour.  "Come on you guys.  One more
floor to check out then we can get down to some serious relaxing."

Yet another staircase and you were finally at the end of your journey.
This floor held all the bedrooms and 5 of the 7 bathrooms.  Five of the
bedrooms had views of the water, fireplaces and adjoining balconies.  These
rooms would house the couples.  The other 6 smaller bedrooms were across
the hall and would work out fine for the kids.

Jokingly Justin commented.  "Well, Lance I have to admit, I'm a little
disappointed."

"Disappointed?"

"Yeah.  What mansion is complete with out a hot tub?

Lance laughed.  You're right. I guess I forgot about that.  There is one in
the game room, one in the gazebo next to the house, and if you really want
to get kinky there's a garden tub in your bathroom."

"Shit, did this guy think of everything?

"I think so." Alyssa noted.  "Or at least he tried.  It took 3 years to
build this place.  He's a real stickler for details.  You should try
working with him.  Its' not pleasant, but the final result is always first
rate."

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It took a few hours to get everyone was settled in and finally ready to
relax.  Justin had just opened a bottle of water and settled comfortably
with you on the porch when a crying Mandi tugged on his shorts.  In her
hands was a pair of deflated `water wings', and her message was clear.  It
was time for a swim.

"Okay Mandi," Justin said sternly, "Enough of the tears.  If you want
something you're gonna have to use words.  Tell daddy what you want."

She said nothing but thrust the wings close to his face.

"Nope, that's not gonna do it."

Her temper got the best of her and she threw down the wings and proceeded
to cry louder than before.  Justin's heart melted and he reached down to
pick her up, only to have you grab his arm.

"Don't do it.  Just ignore her for a minute.  You can't give in every time
she cries, or she's never gonna talk.  When she realizes those crocodile
tears aren't working, she'll talk.  Trust me on this one."

Justin fidgeted in his seat as Mandi sat next to him on the floor crying
loudly.

Danni walked past and noticed the tormented look on his face.  "You can't
stand it, can you?"

"No, I hate it.  Look at her.  She looks pitiful."

Danni laughed.  "Sorry Justin, but it looks like a temper tantrum to me."

You took Justin's hand in yours.  "Relax, just give a couple of minutes."

Much to Justin's surprise, less than a minute later a quiet Mandi crawled
into his lap, still clutching on to her water wings.  Justin wiped her
tear-streaked cheeks as she stared into his eyes.

"Okay princess, what's up?"

"Water" she said softly.

You leaned over and kissed her curls.  "Good girl, Mandi!"  Then you looked
at Justin and winked.  "Told you."

Justin shook his head in disbelief.  "Okay girl, we'll go for a swim, but
first I guess I better blow these things up and get some sunscreen."

"I'll get the sunscreen and some towels and meet you guys down there" you
offered.

"Sounds good.  I'm gonna check and see if any of the other kids want to go
swimming too.  Might as well wear them all out if we can."

>From your bedroom you could see that Justin's invitation was well
received.  Danny and Josh had joined them along with Ryan, Kyle and all
three of Chris' boys.  Danny was working with Mandi, trying unsuccessfully
to get her to put her face in the water while Josh and Justin were
launching the boys high into air then rating the size and quality of the
splash.  You grabbed some extra towels and headed downstairs to join them.

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A huge smile covered JC's face as he entered his room, later that night.

"He's asleep.  In fact, I think they're all asleep expect for Jarrod."

"Yes!" Danny said enthusiastically.  "I guess Justin had a pretty good
idea.  Wearing them out with that swim did the trick."

JC nodded. "Yeah, it sure did.  Ryan is never asleep by 9:00, even when he
has to be at school the next day."

Danny grinned.  "Well, I kinda added some extra incentive to an early
bedtime.  I told him if he got a good night's sleep we'd head over to the
cove in the morning, just the 3 of us, and do some snorkeling."

"Sounds like someone has plans for this evening?" JC teased.

He didn't need for Danny to answer.  Of course he had plans.  It had become
tradition.  The first night of their vacations belonged to Danny.  Although
their love-making was far from boring, Danny always planned something
special on that first night.  There was always wine or champagne to
celebrate the occasion, followed by whatever Danny's imaginative mind had
contrived.  There had been wild nights of passion filled with whipped cream
and chocolate syrup. Other nights of soft music and massages with hot,
scented oils, not to mention the rented Lear-jet so that the two of them
could become members of the `mile high' club. JC could feel himself
becoming hard while his mind wandered, wondering what the night might have
in store for him.

Danny reached over and took JC's hand in his and led him out to the
balcony.  The temperature was still in the high 70's and the breeze coming
off the water was cooling JC's body, which had probably spent a bit too
much time in the sun.

A sweating bucket held chilled champagne and a small patio candle offered
what little lighting was needed.  Danny popped the cork, poured the bubbly
liquid into two glasses and handed one to JC.

He held his glass up for a toast.  "To tradition" he said with a smile as
he touched his glass easily against JC's.  He took a quick sip and leaned
over gently kissing JC's waiting lips.

"I love you Josh"

JC led Danny over to a padded chaise lounge.  He sat down, leaned back and
spread his legs so Danny could sit between them and rest his head on JC's
chest.  "I love you too, Danny, and I'm dying to know what you have
planned."

Danny shook his head.  "I kinda gathered that from the hard-on poking me,
but we've got all night.  What's your rush?"

JC playfully reached around Danny's waist and separated the velcro closure
of his shorts, revealing not only the sexy strip of soft hair below his
bellybutton but Danny's latest tattoo as well.  Seeing it only intensified
JC's hard-on.
  He traced his finger along the tattoo, the letters JSC, which were
located where an appendix scar might normally be found.

"I'm not really in any rush.  Just kinda curious."

"You're always curious," Danny remarked "and if I had known how often your
hands would be down my pants I would have gotten that tattoo a long time
ago."

JC smiled shyly.  "Sorry, but you have no idea what a turn on it is to have
my initials tattooed in such a "strategic" location."

Danny smiled as he removed JC's hand and secured his shorts.  "Well,
speaking of strategy, I do kinda have something different planned for
tonight.  Do you trust me Josh?"

"Of course I trust you.  Why would you ask something like that?"

Danny hopped up and went back in the room only to return a moment later
with one hand behind his back.  "You ready?" he asked.

"Yeah, I think so."

With that, Danny held the `surprise' in front of JC's face, allowing them
to dangle teasingly in front of him.

"Handcuffs!" JC yelled.  "Are you crazy?"

"Shhhh" Danny whispered softly as he nibbled gently on JC's earlobe. "From
here on out, I don't want you to talk.  Don't say anything.  Just do what I
say Josh, okay?"

Taking a deep breath, JC nodded.  He could feel his heart pounding, and the
adrenaline pumping through his body. Danny had outdone himself this time
and although JC was not totally sold on this idea, he had to admit it
intrigued him.

Seeing JC's nod, brought a smile to Danny's face.  "Just relax and enjoy
yourself.  I'm gonna take good care of you, I promise."

He helped JC up off the lounge and led him into the bedroom. As JC watched,
Danny removed the covers from the bed leaving only the pillows and the
bottom sheet.

"Lay down on your back and put both of your hands over your head" Danny
instructed.

Obediently, JC lay down and outstretched his arms over his head.

Carefully, Danny placed the handcuffs around each of his lover's wrists and
then secured them to the wrought iron bedframe.  "They aren't too tight are
they?" he asked when he had finished.

Following Danny's instructions, JC only shook his head.

As JC watched, Danny lit candles on the nightstands on both sides of the
bed and then turned off the lights, allowing the candles' glow to
illuminate the room.  He poured himself another glass of champagne and then
lifted JC's head so that he could have another sip as well.

Standing next to the bed, he slowly removed his shorts and began to
seductively rub his hands along his inner thighs, moaning softly as he did.

JC's body reacted immediately.  "Do you like watching me do this Josh?"
Danny whispered.

JC nodded.

"What about this?" he asked as his hands began to slowly stroke himself.

JC could feel himself breathing faster as he watched Danny's cock harden.

"Do you want to watch me finish?" he asked alluringly as his hand quickened
the pace.

"Fuck ya, I do!" JC blurted out.

Immediately Danny stopped and leaned close to his lover's face. "Josh, you
broke the rules.  I told you not to talk.  That's too bad, cuz now you
won't be able watch and I had something really special planned."

"No Danny!" he pleaded.  "I kinda got caught up in the moment.  I won't
talk again. I swear."

His appeal had fallen on deaf ears.  Danny reached into the nightstand and
retrieved a blindfold.  "Sorry Josh, but you knew the rules.  Now you know
if you break them there's penalties."

He ran his tongue from JC's stomach to his lips and kissed him hard; his
tongue reaching deep into JC's mouth.  He placed the blindfold over JC's
eyes and whispered, "I don't think you're gonna want to break the rules
again."

Although the blindfold frustrated him, JC found himself more and more
excited by this new adventure.

"Let's see," Danny said softly.  "I guess the first thing we need to do is
get rid of these shorts.  They're kinda getting in the way of what I had
planned next."  He unzipped JC's shorts, slid them off his hips and tossed
them onto the floor.

"You know what I haven't done in a long time Josh?" Danny asked knowing
full well there would be no response.  "I haven't done any painting.  You
don't mind if I use you for a canvas do you?"

Learning from his mistakes, JC said nothing, but he could not help but
smiled at the thought.

"Ah, so you like that idea huh?  I thought you might."

For the next several minutes Danny delicately drew his masterpiece on JC's
squirming body, starting on his chest and moving lower and lower with each
stroke.  When he was finished he lay down next to JC and spoke to him
softly.  "Seems like you're catching on to this game pretty well.  Are you
enjoying it?"

JC nodded.

Danny laughed mischievously.  "Josh, I'm gonna make this a night you never
forget.  I hope you don't plan on getting much sleep."  He turned JC's face
towards him and kissed him passionately.

"Damn, that was good!" he advised JC when their lips finally parted.  "It
was so good, that I'm gonna give you an option.  For the next few minutes
you can either speak or see.  Which would you rather do?"

JC hesitated, not only because he really couldn't decide, but wasn't sure
if Danny was trying to trick him into talking.  Not knowing what other
"penalties" Danny might have planned, JC was taking no chances.

"Well?"  Danny asked after waiting for what he felt was long enough for a
choice to be made.

JC only shrugged his shoulders.

Danny chuckled.  "It's okay babe, it's not a trap."

JC exhaled loudly.  "Well, I wasn't about to take any chances.  I learned
from the first time.  Umm, I guess I'll pick speech.  It's killing me not
to be able to say anything."

"Did you have something in particular that you wanted to say?"

"Well, yeah, I did have a couple of questions."

"Okay, shoot."

"Ummm first of all, are you ever gonna take this handcuffs off?  I'd kinda
like to be able to touch you."

"They're not coming off anytime soon.  I don't want you to touch me just
yet.  You need to concentrate on what's being done to you.  That's the
whole point.  Now, what's your other question?"

JC could stand it no longer.

"Are you gonna fuck me, or just tease me all night?"

JC could hear nothing but felt Danny's warm breath as he brought his mouth
close to JC's ear.

He could feel the words almost as clearly as he heard them "Eventually, I'm
gonna fuck you...just not right now."

Danny got up from the bed and headed into the bathroom.  JC could hear him
turn on the water.

"What are you doing?" he asked, now wishing that he had chosen sight over
speech.

"You know, I'm not sure I like the idea of you talking.  You ask too many
questions."

He sat back down on the bed and with a damp towel began to remove his
artwork.

"I think we need to clean you up a bit."  He wiped the majority of the
paint off of his lover's body, but couldn't resist one more little
tease. He took his tongue and ran it the length of JC's cock.  "There,
that's better. I missed a spot, but its looks like I got it all now."

"Come on Danny!" JC pleaded.  "Finish what you started."

Danny ran his fingers through JC's hair. "I will, I promise, but you have
to be patient.  Now don't go anywhere, I'll be right back."

"Where are you going?  You can't just leave me here like this?"

Danny could tell that JC was becoming nervous.  "Josh, do you know how much
I love you?"

"Yeah, of course I do, but this is just so different from anything we've
ever done."

"Different doesn't make it bad.  I love you and I'm about to prove how
much.  Just hang in there, okay?"

"Okay"

JC could hear the front door open and then close behind Danny as he left.
After a few short minutes, which seemed like and eternity to JC, he could
hear the door open again.

"Danny?' he asked

There was no response, but he could feel the bed move as Danny sat on it.
Still, there was silence. Suddenly, the faint scent of cologne made JC's
heart skip a beat.



TBC...kinda left you hanging didn't I?  Good, I meant to.  The next chapter
should be posted by next weekend.