Date: Tue, 10 Apr 2001 00:35:37 -0400
From: Sidney Gittler <SidG@compuserve.com>
Subject: Arkansas Vacation 12

The following is a work of fiction.  It includes sex between men and teens,
and between teen boys.  It also includes some S&M.  All acts are
consensual.  Nothing in this story is meant to encourage the sexual
mistreatment of minors.  If this isn't to your tastes, is illegal in your
neck of the woods or will get your ass whipped if you're caught with it
please move on.

Finally Aaron Carter and Haley Joel Osment make guest appearances in this
chapter.  As far as I know neither of these young stars is gay nor that
they would indulge in any actions or fantasies ascribed to them.

With all that being said, read and enjoy.

Arkansas Vacation 12
By Sid G (SidG@compuserve.com) (c) 2001

	Where to begin?  How Lion and I celebrated our first anniversary?
Tell you about the latest boys to arrive in Peckertown?  The new act Benjy
designed for the Little Leather Club?  How about Justin and Kyle's reunion
with their siblings?
	We'll get to them.  But we'll start where we left off...with a
letter.

Dear Marc;
	I'm sorry it's taken me so long to write but things have been so
hectic since we got back three months ago that I haven't had a chance.
	Don't even know where to start.  First thing is Chris is doing ok.
He's reacting really well to the hormone shots.  So well that the doctors
think he'll grow to his normal height and look like a man and not a tall
little boy.  And the other night when I was sucking him his cock got a
little harder and he had a tiny orgasm.  We cried and hugged at that.
	We're in our new house in Longston, NJ and we've been making new
friends, especially with the kids we've met from Longston Academy where
we'll be going next month.  We've met a couple of kids who go there, Jon
Sorrel and Joe Werner, and they're out lovers who helped start the gay and
straight club.  We spent the night at Jon's house with another gay couple
from the school and none of them said anything when they saw Chris naked.
It made my love feel so good.
	Finally as my Pop Pop used to say, it's a small world.  Turns out
that Jon's father owns and Joe's father is the president of the
conglomerate where Dad, I love calling him that, is one of the divisional
presidents.  Plus my father works for Dad's division.  They made father an
offer.  Sign the papers giving me up for adoption and accept a transfer to
the Dubai plant or, well just say he signed the papers fast.  I am now
Dashby Scott.
	Please let everybody, especially Mr. Kevin know.
Thanks,
Dashby.

	A week later I was at the train station with Aaron and Shawn to
pick up supplies for the Tasty Buns restaurant.  Shawn was telling me how
he and Chris were getting along and I realized it was over a year since
Daniel and I picked the two hitchhikers up on our way back from New Jersey.
Which reminded me that with everything going on after Charles Davis's crime
spree Daniel and I forgot my birthday, and our first anniversary.
	Before I got a chance to fantasize about that amazing week the
train pulled in and Shawn gasped as a Puerto Rican teen hopped of the train
before it stopped completely.  While Peckertown's boys have always been
predominately white there's always been a good mix of other racial groups
so having a Puerto Rican join us wasn't a big deal.
	That first Saturday of August 2000 nobody noticed the dozen other
boys arriving on the same train.  Flip flops showing perfect toes led to
muscular legs that went on until interrupted by black latex shorts that
left nothing to the imagination.  Including eight inches of uncut boy cock,
and yes the shorts were that tight.  He wore an open sleeveless vest
revealing a hairless muscular chest.  Swept back black hair topped a
handsome face highlighted by a bright smile.  This boy oozed masculine
sexuality and knew it.
	Shawn left my side and walked up to the newcomer.  "Welcome to
Peckertown, my name's Shawn."
	"Joaquin, are you the welcoming committee?"
	"Just for the moment," Shawn said and giggled.
	Joaquin smiled, bent down and kissed Shawn gently on the lips.
	Shawn's fingers floated up the other boy's chest.
	Joaquin squeezed Shawn's basket.
	Shawn traced the outline of Joaquin's cock as the kiss got deeper.
	I couldn't believe what I was watching.  A boy who just finished
telling me how much he was in love and the great sex he and his lover
shared was about to start rutting in the street with a total stranger.
Though a damn hot one my cock lusted for.
	"Is this right?  What about Chris?"  Aaron asked.  Aaron Jorgenson
is my lover's older brother and while he doesn't have any problems with
what happens in his hometown is as straight as they come.
	My cock relaxed as I considered this.  Would Lion react the same
way Shawn was and how would I react to it?  With certain guidelines we had
an open relationship but generally didn't go outside of the relationship.
I knew Joaquin turned me on and I knew he would turn my fifteen-year-old
lover on to.
	"You ever hear of Stephen Stills?"
	"Singer with various groups and solo.  Big hit was, oh yes, "If you
can't be with the one you love."
	"Love the one you're with," I finished.  "And this isn't love, this
is carnal lust."
	Shawn was naked and on his knees peeling the latex shorts down.
	"I'll go get the supplies while you join the rest of the perverts
watching," Aaron said.
	I think I nodded as I watched the uncut cock appear in all its
glory.  The boy had a small trimmed patch of pubic hair.  He shucked his
vest, stretched and I realized that patch and his head were the only hair
on his body.  Though by the precum Shawn was licking I knew it was because
he shaved.  I loved the look though it didn't conceal that Joaquin was at
least fifteen.  This was no scared little boy looking for a safe haven.
	Shawn slowly licked the head clean before slowly making his way
down to two good-sized orbs.  Joaquin ran his hands through the young
cocksucker's long black hair and let out a barely audible moan.
	The Tasty Buns' star nude busboy released the two balls and started
swallowing the cock.  It took remarkably little time for the
thirteen-year-old to swallow the throbbing, growing prick.  Joaquin's knees
buckled when he felt Shawn's lips on his bush and the two boys quickly
began to 69.  Now Shawn's tool is a little larger than average for his age
but no match for the monster down his throat.  As Joaquin started fingering
Shawn's hole I noticed a little boy watching the scene.  Hispanic and
nowhere near ten.  I also noticed the men circling him.  I moved around and
stood behind him as Joaquin began to enter Shawn's love canal.  The older
boy saw me and stopped, glaring.  Shawn turned his head and grabbed
Joaquin's arm.
	"He's ok, that's my boss and he'll make sure nobody touches the
kid."
	"Sure?  That's my baby brother."
	"Swear."
	I crossed my heart and Joaquin nodded then proceeded to ram his
cock deep inside Shawn.  Without taking my eyes off the sex crazed boys I
knelt behind the child.
	"Is Joaquin your brother?"
	He nodded.
	"Have you seen him do this before?"
	"Man do you have a tight ass," Joaquin said.
	Another nod.
	"What's your name?"
	"Ricardo Manuel Lopez."
	"How old are you?"
	"Eight."
	"Fuck my ass man, fill my ass with you man cum," Shawn said.
	"Where are your parents?"
	"Muerto, dead" he said in a flat voice.
	"I'm sorry," I said and put my hand on his shoulder.
	We watched silently as his big brother continued pounding Shawn's
ass.  Grinding Shawn's ass and back into the packed dirt.  Shawn was
jacking himself off furiously and screamed as a geyser of boy cum shot from
his cock and splattered all over his face and stomach.
	Joaquin pulled out, stroked twice and added a huge load all over
Shawn.  Spent he collapsed and the two started kissing.  Many of the men in
the crowd threw money before drifting away to find whores of their own.
Ricardo darted and picked up all the money and handed it to his big brother
who was sitting next to Shawn smiling.  Ricardo started dividing the money
but Shawn put his hand on top.
	"Keep it, I've got a steady job and enough money.  You'll need it
to get set up."
	"You sure?  I don't want to take food out of your mouth."
	"Don't worry, he takes it out of mine during meal breaks at the
restaurant he works at."
	"Thank you sir, for looking after Ricardo."
	"No problem, but you're going to have to be careful with him around
here."
	"I know, but we had to get out of Miami."
	I waited for him to continue but when he didn't I turned to Shawn.
"Any vacancies in your apartment building?"
	"Think so, yeah, two of the guys moved in together so there's a one
bedroom on my floor open unless Matt's rented it already."
	I opened my cell phone and hit the speed dial for the Green
St. apartment building.
	"Matt, it's Marc, I hear you have a vacancy on the third floor?"
	"Yes, just finished cleaning it up.  That's a furnished one."
	"It's rented.  Shawn will bring them in shortly."
	"Yes boss, can I call Margaret and set up a meeting with you for
next week?"
	"Matt, you need to talk to me just set it up.  You don't need
permission.  Understand?"
	"Yes boss."
	"Joaquin, you've got your housing settled.  I'll drop you off with
Shawn and he can show you the manager's office and anything else you need
around there.  Shawn, call in when you're done and have them punch you out
then."
	"I don't want your charity either sir," Joaquin said, he was
dressed again.
	"Did I say you were getting a free apartment?  This way you don't
have to worry about Ricardo having a roof over his head while you two are
settling in and your deciding what you want to do for a living," I said and
handed him my card.
	"Shawn, will you help me load the car?" Aaron called.
	The three boys ran off and I followed.
	On the short drive to the apartment Joaquin filled us in on his
past.  His father had been a high level pusher.  One night while he and
Ricardo were at the park men broke down their door and executed both their
parents.  A friend ran over to the park and told them about the shootings
and that cops were all over the place.
	"I was scared," Ricardo said.
	"Fortunately dad had an escape plan for the two of us set up.  As
always I was carrying several hundred dollars in my wallet and instructions
on how to get here.  I've also got the account numbers and code to get
money out of the Peckertown Bank.  Don't know how much is there or how long
it'll last but at least we're safe for now," Joaquin said.
	"Aren't the Miami police looking for you?" I said.
	I saw Joaquin shrug in the rearview mirror.  "If they find us here
they can't do anything to us.  Can't take us back without a fight and man
I'll give them one."
	"Cops find you call me before you do or say anything.  I'll get you
the best lawyer in the area.  If you need anything call us.  Shawn, you and
Matt pass the word through the building."
	Joaquin leaned forward and kissed my cheek.
	We rode in silence the rest of the way and I dropped the three boys
off at the apartment house.  Most of the boys living there worked for
Jorgenson Enterprises in one capacity or another and I knew they would all
watch out for Ricardo.

	Daniel was at his desk going over invoices when I got to the office
with two-cheeseburger deluxe combos from the Tasty Buns.  As we ate I told
him about the two newcomers.
	"Cool, only thing is I think we should have Matt keep a close eye
on Joaquin.  It's a good story but his old man could have sent him here to
get into the drug trade.  We've kept it out of town for the most part but
it's been a concerted effort," Daniel said.
	"True, Matt said he wanted to set up a meeting with me so we can
discuss it with him then."
	"And that if anybody catches Ricardo having sex then they'll both
have to leave town on the next train or bus.  I've got just one question."
	"Shoot."
	"If the two of them were as hot as you say how did you ever tear
your eyes away to notice Ricardo?"
	"First, the boy was right across from me.  Second, there was too
much activity around him.  Finally, with what I have waiting for me at home
why get hot and bothered by anybody else?"
	Daniel put his sandwich down on a bill from Clinton Condoms, stood,
walked around the desk and climbed onto my lap.  Our lips flew together and
our tongues danced while hands roamed over horny bodies.
	"Home, pool, sex," he said.
	I nodded.
	Twenty minutes later we were naked in our pool.  However we were
not alone.
	Waiting to greet us were Benjy and Roger, the Olson Triplets and
all the members of Powersound and their significant others, when they
weren't part of the group already.  I swear there wasn't an inch of space
between Dustin and Nico, total.
	"Bro, we expecting anybody else?"  Daniel asked his younger
brother.
	"Zeus and the Snitz twins, and Zeus said they may have a surprise,"
Benjy said.
	This was immediately followed by two huge splashes that left trails
of long blond hair in their wake.
	"Don't you dare big man.  Don't want a crack in the bottom or have
to refill the pool.
	"Shit, there's barely enough room for me to walk into this
oversized bathtub," Zeus said.
	"Well, I hope there's room for us," a familiar voice said and I
quickly turned.  Everybody did.
	"Scott?  Frank?  Scott, you look great," I said.
	"Hey, don't I look great?" Frank said with a grin splitting his
face.
	"You look like you've been enjoying the good life."
	"A month at the rehab clinic followed by a week at Disney World,
that'll make anybody look and feel good," Scott said as he led his
boyfriend into the pool.
	"You went to the rehab center too Frank?" Benjy said.
	Frank nodded, "they have a program for significant others that runs
parallel with the patient's.  Helped me a lot.  Besides, couldn't go that
long without seeing my lover, could I?"
	Scott kissed Frank, a long deep kiss that had all the couples
holding each other tight.  Scott had been through so much over the past few
years that everybody understood why he'd become an alcoholic.  Admired the
strength it took to walk into that Alcoholics Anonymous meeting at the very
bottom of his depression and addiction.
	I slapped Zeus on the back of his broad black back.  "If that's the
surprise it's an awesome one."
	"Only the first part," Mike said.
	"Marc, Daniel, I appreciate everything you and your family's done
for me since I arrived here.  But Frank and I have been offered a job and
we're going to take it," Scott said.
	"You're not leaving Peckertown?" Daniel said.
	"Not a chance.  As everybody here knows tomorrow is the Grand
Opening of Mark and Mike's Swim Park.  It's a smaller version of one we
loved back home and like that one it's a no sex zone.  Unlike that one we
need people there to enforce the rule," Mark said.
	"And Scott wants me to stop hustling and this way I can do that
without feeling I'm living off him," Frank said.
	"Yeah, they'll be living off us," Mike said and everybody laughed.
	"Well then, we regretfully accept your resignation on one condition
Scott," Daniel said.
	"What?"
	"You promise not to be a stranger and if you need anything at
anytime either one of you comes to us."
	Scott swam over and hugged both of us.  "I promise."
	"We promise," Frank said.
	A couple hours later Zeus, Nelson and I fired up the barbecue and
started digging hot dogs, hamburgers and chicken from the freezer.  Nelson
and Zeus started arguing over how to season the chicken I was defrosting it
in the micro so I divided the batch in half and let each have his way.  I
watched and knew that I'd be taking a piece from each recipe.
	Fortunately Zeus remembered his lesson from the recent movie shoot
and held back three pieces of chicken from each of the platters we served
the starving mob.  As we backed away we each counted to make sure we still
had ten fingers.
	While there was lots of hand holding and tender kisses within each
couple and between friends there was no love making as afternoon turned
into evening and finally night.  Zeus and his two boyfriends stayed long
enough to help clean up the pool area before we sent them off and my Lion
and I headed up to our bedroom.
	"That was wild and nice," Daniel said.
	"Yes, we don't do it often enough, but I sort of regretted our open
door policy today."
	The love of my life ran his fingers down my torso until he reached
and grabbed my growing cock.  "It's not like either one of us forgot why we
came home for."
	"That's true, but with everything that's happened the last few
months there are a couple things we forgot," I said as I took hold of his
fifteen-year-old boy cock.
	"What?" he said as he started stroking.
	"My birthday and our anniversary.  Shawn talking at the train
station reminded me," as I matched his pace.
	Daniel brushed his lion's mane out of his eyes and looked at me.
"Oh shit," he giggled, "I forgot completely too.  We've got to make it up
to ourselves."
	"This is a good place to start," I said as I swung around and
inhaled his teen cock.
	A cock that was a lot longer, thicker and tastier than the one I
swallowed my first night ever in the town I now called home, Peckertown,
Arkansas.  And the rest of him had kept pace as well.  But when he engulfed
my cock in his mouth it took me back to the joy I'd felt that night at the
In Boy Inn.  I didn't linger in the past but concentrated on pleasuring the
naked busboy who during that magical week transformed my entire life, and
made himself my lover.
	I sensed both cocks growing, beginning to throb and I pulled off my
Lion's cock.
	"Fuck me, make love to me."
	He kneeled between my legs as I rolled onto my back and slowly
raised them, revealing the entrance to my soul.  Slowly he inserted two and
then three fingers, gently rotating them, preparing my hole to welcome him.
Daniel blew me a kiss and gently, lovingly entered me.  After fifteen
months we knew each other sexually but this time was as beautiful as the
first time after we admitted our love for each other.
	With long slow strokes he made love to me.  Our eyes remained
locked as he pleasured my insides, cock massaging my prostate into constant
arousal.
	"I love you," I whispered.
	"And I love you," he whispered as he picked up the pace to match
the increased pulsing in his tool.
	"Fill me with your love," I said.
	Recognizing the urgency and need in my voice Daniel started
pounding harder and faster.  His cock reached deep into my body and my
heart.  It massaged my prostate enough times and I fired long volleys of
cum between us and brought my lover off as my Lion let loose his mighty
roar while he shot his massive load.
	Satiated he pulled out and gently lowered my legs.  Heads on the
pillows we cuddled whispered our private goodnights and fell asleep in each
other's arms.

	Ten o'clock Tuesday morning Matt walked into my office and I was
stunned.  His hair was combed back and he was wearing a dress shirt and
slacks to go with his matching loafers.
	"Looking good," I said as I stood and shook his hand.  He frowned.
"I meant that professionally not sexually."
	He brightened.  "Thanks, I wanted to do this professionally Marc."

"What's on your mind?  How is everything at your building?"

"Fine, Joaquin and Ricardo are settling in, all the boys are making sure
the youngster stays safe."

"Any signs of drugs?"

"No, why?"

"Joaquin said his father was a pusher in Miami before he was murdered.
Don't want son going into the business here.  Nor do we want Ricardo
violating the age laws."

Matt nodded and I saw him shuffling his feet.  I waited for a couple more
moments.  "Now what did you want to talk about?"

"I've been talking with Joey and Elliott who manage the Jorgenson's other
two apartment buildings in the neighborhood.  We've got a couple of
complaints, nothing major or anything but just bugging us."

I placed my pad in front of me and picked up my pen.  "Fine, and don't
worry about me or the Jorgensons getting mad.  If our employees have
problems we want to know about them."

"Two things, the first is we know you have regular meetings with your other
property managers but never with us.  And I know it sounds childish but we
wonder if you take us and our responsibilities seriously."

"You're right, we have ignored you guys.  To be honest part is because in
the scheme of things you are a smaller part of Jorgenson Enterprises.  But
also because the three of you have been doing such good jobs in maintaining
the buildings and collecting the rents that we've let the three of you do
your jobs.  However, if you feel that say a monthly meeting is needed we
can do that.  The three of you, myself, Daniel and Elijah when he's
available."

"That would be great, it doesn't have to be long or anything.  It'll just
make us feel more of the team."

"Trust me Matt, you are part of the team.  Now what was the second issue?"

"When each of us took the jobs we were eager to stop whoring and the idea
of free housing, utilities and cable for us and our boyfriends sounded
great.  Each of us does have a boyfriend who makes good money and all, but,
you know, we feel that, you know."

I smiled and nodded, not wanting to make his uneasiness worse.  "So you
want a salary as well?"

He nodded.

"Have you discussed an amount?"

"We started to but really didn't have any idea.  Trusted you to be fair
with us."

The innocence of youth, I'd learned the hard way not to say something like
that. Just didn't think it was the time to teach him that lesson, in any
way.  I leaned forward and scratched around on my pad while I pretended to
calculate.  Truth was I'd expected this to happen and knew what good
building managers cost from my work in New Jersey.

"One hundred dollars a week, each.  We'll review that every six months on
an individual basis."

The smile on Matt's face reinforced my guess that I could have gotten away
with fifty.  They wanted not to have to ask their lovers for spending money
and a little proof of being appreciated.  As I wrote for real this time I
made a note to give them all fifty-dollar raises the next time unless one
of them really screwed up.

"Thanks, thanks a lot Marc.  We really appreciate it, and you won't see us
taking it easy or anything now.  And you'll let us know when the first
meeting will be."

I flipped open my calendar.  "Two weeks from today, same time.  Sound OK?"

"Great, I'll let the others know.  Thanks for everything Marc.  I was
really nervous."

"You did great.  Now get back to work."



An hour later Daniel knocked on my open door and walked in.  "We've got a
possible situation."

"Logan call?"  I said referring to the head of Samurai Inc., a private
security firm specializing in teen idols.

"Aaron Carter arrives Friday and they're spread to thin right now to send
anyone with him."

"What about Haley?"

"Shooting a movie.  Carter's tour is taking a week off and he wants to come
down and breath for a few days."

"I guess he wants to stay at their house."

Daniel nodded.

I pushed the phone around.  "Call Kenny and ask him and Serge to come over.

Then call Benjy and tell him we need Wang.

"And where are you going?"  He asked as I rose.

"Little boy's room," I said and pecked his cheek.



When the private jet landed early Friday afternoon Zeus ended up carrying a
sleeping rock star from the plane to the van and then to his bedroom.  Zeus
sighed as he exited.  I knew what his fantasy was, and at least for now it
wasn't going to come true.

As I checked the downstairs I saw several of Kenny's students patrolling
the grounds.

"Everything OK?"  Serge said in his heavy Russian accent.

"Fine, you, Wang and Kenny each have a cell with all the numbers
preprogrammed?"

"Yes sir.  And he doesn't leave the grounds without at least two of us with
him.  One of whom has to be either Wang, Kenny or myself."

I rubbed his neck.  "Good, then when Zeus gets down here we'll leave you to
it."



The poolside phone rang the next day and Daniel leaped out of the water and
hit the speaker button.

"Hello," he said.

"Lion, it's Aaron, these guys are killing me here.  They don't want me to
have fun tonight."

"What do you want to do?"

"Wang told me that Benjy's introducing a new act tonight and I've never
seen him in action, and then I'd like to take everybody for ice cream but
Kenny keeps saying both are too dangerous," Aaron whined.

"Aaron, can you hear me?" I said from the edge of the pool.

"Yes Marc."

"Your fans accepted your being gay, but if you get spotted at the Little
Leather Club, and you will, it will destroy your sweet young thing image."

There was a long pause.  We could hear voices but couldn't understand them.

"Mr. Fogel?"

"Wang, how many times do I have to tell you?"

"Sorry Mr., I mean Marc.  There is a solution that might work at the club.
Aaron has agreed if you think it's feasible."

"Tell me," I said.

"There's a private booth overlooking the stage from the back of the hall
with one way glass and accessible only through a locked staircase.  It's
right next to the lights and sound room and is completely soundproofed.  If
we get Aaron there early and leave after everybody else we should be OK."

"But I want my own slave," Aaron shouted.

"Wang, I want Paulo up there when you get there.  And you tell him that if
he ever opens his mouth about this special client he's out on the street
and out of Peckertown," Daniel said.

"The first will be enough with him, though I don't think the threat is even
needed.  He is one of the best slaves."

"I know, that's why I picked him.

"Can we sit in the audience at the Big Lick?"  Aaron said.

"Kenny?"

"Yes boss."

I heard annoyance in his voice.  "The arrangements at the LLC seem
reasonable?"

"I'll call Benjy and work the timing out.  Then I'll go over and talk with
Sol and station my men all over the place.  With what's happened there this
year I am not taking any chances.  And Aaron will not go up on the stage no
matter what."

"Understood Aaron?" I said.

"If they introduce me can I at least stand and wave?"

"Wipe your mouth first," Daniel said.



Benjy called a half-hour later.  "I finally get a real celebrity coming to
see my act and you hide him away from the rest of my audience.  Then he's
going to see the Trips and gets to sit in the front row.  That's not fair!"

"He's only thirteen bro," Daniel said.

"He's older than me, hell he's older than the slave I'm introducing
tonight."

"But it's not hurting either of your reputations to be seen there."

"So, there's something wrong with what I do?"

"Benjy, you know that's not what I fucking mean.  Aaron has an image that
survived his coming out, hell we had to have this same argument with him.
Besides, Marc and I were planning to come see the show tonight."

"OK, I may even introduce you."

"Fine, and bro if we get an adult celebrity here who wants to see your show
and is willing to sit in the audience we'll let him."

"Cool, OK, I'll see you then."  Benjy hung up the phone.

"We are going where tonight?"  I said.

"I thought we discussed this earlier," Lion said, roared and dived back in
the pool.

Though we didn't get much swimming done before supper.



	The Little Leather Club was quickly filling up as we took our table
along the far wall.  Our personal slaves stood by our chairs, two new boys
I didn't recognize, possibly twins.  Their long black hair was the only
hair on their bodies.  Their skin radiant boy sexuality and their backs
showed the results of their training and use.  I ran my nails down mine and
he didn't flinch.

	"What's your name slave?"  I said.

	"Byron sir."

	"Your name boy?" Daniel said.

	"Bryan sir."

	"Byron's your twin bro?"

	"Yes sir.  Is that acceptable sir?"

	"Yes boy, now go get us a pitcher of beer and some glasses, and
make sure they're clean."

	Bryan left and when I spotted Wang leaning against a door in the
back I sent Byron to get him.  Byron returned alone.

	"Forgive me master but Mister Wang says he cannot leave his post
but to tell you that everything is as arranged."

	The young slave stood there expecting to be hit.  I grabbed his
hair and brought his face to mine and forced my tongue down as far as it
would go.  When I let him go I pointed to the floor next to my chair.
"Good boy, now sit."

	Bryan returned and Daniel carefully expected the glasses.  After
the boy filled them Daniel tongue fucked his mouth and then had the boy sit
next to him.

	"Show off," I said as the lights dimmed.  The show was sold out and
even the bar was packed.

	Roy, our newest master, opened the show with a demonstration of
whip work.

For his finale two of the bigger slaves were strapped to crosses, one on
each side of the stage.  Roy faced the audience with a bullwhip in his left
hand.  Took a long deep breath and then there was a blur.  I'll swear his
eyes never left the audience but after five minutes both backs were
bloodied and the slaves were screaming.

	As Roy left the stage to collect his tips he carried his whip.
When his left foot hit the main floor a Frisbee came flying toward him from
the back of the stage.  Two seconds before contact he whirled, flicked his
wrist and the Frisbee was sent the way it came.  A second whip emerged and
flung it back to Roy.  This time Caleb appeared on stage and for five
minutes they rocketed the flying disk back and forth using nothing but
their bullwhips.

When Caleb finally snatched the Frisbee out of the air with his hand the
spotlight zoomed in on Roy.

	"You have just witnessed the unsurpassed whip magic of Master Roy.
Please show your appreciation as he passes among you," Caleb said and
disappeared.

	When Roy was near us I waved him over and handed him a fifty.

	"I can't take this, Master Benjy said I couldn't take money from
Mr. Fogel or his brother."

	"Tell my little brother that we'll do what we please and if he
doesn't like it I can still pound him.  Besides, the four of you deserve
every penny of that.  You were great," Daniel said.

	"Thank you, but I think maybe I just won't tell him, may be safer
for both of us," Roy said.

	I motioned Byron to stand and pour our refills.  Then I sat his hot
naked buns on top of my hard cock.  My lover did the same with his slave.

	"How long have you been a slave here boy?" I said.

	"Three weeks, this is our first show.  We were surprised because we
haven't finished our training but Master Benjy said you would be gentle
with us."

	"Is Master Benjy really your brother sir?" Bryan said.

	Daniel slapped his face hard enough to leave a mark.  "It is not
your place to ask questions of your customers slave.  Be grateful I don't
tell my brother of your insolence."

	The young slave cowered in Daniel's lap.  "Forgive me master, I
will remember my place."

	Daniel stroked the youngsters back and kissed the spot he'd just
slapped.  "You two have chosen a hard life, but a rewarding one.  We will
defend and protect you, but you must follow your training.  Do both of you
understand?"

	"Yes," the twins said simultaneously.

	"Good, now get off our laps and start working on our cocks before
we cum in our pants instead of your mouths."

	As the lights dimmed sweet mouths enveloped our cockheads.

	The lights went out, immediately followed by a screech from the
back of the hall.

	I turned to see Benjy swing a spiked paddle at the back of a tall
sixteen-year-old African-American.  The spikes were short but sharp and
blood was coming down in streams. What I noticed that I hoped nobody else
did was Wang closing the door they'd come out of.

	"Looks like Benjy was giving Aaron a private show between acts," I
whispered.

	"Figured he couldn't resist, can't blame him either," Daniel said.

	I ran my hands through Byron's hair as Benjy took the stage and the
black slave was led away.

	"Gentlemen, I hope you enjoyed the first act of our show."
Applause and cheers interrupted Benjy.  "Thank you, thank you.  I want to
remind all of you that all of us, masters and slaves, are professionals.
We train continually to ensure our safety goes with your entertainment.  In
other words, don't try this at home.  For those of you who have reserved a
private room and slave for after the show remember that if the slave says
no then it's no.  We have installed video monitoring equipment in each room
to ensure our slave's safety as well as your security."

	A red spotlight appeared stage left illuminating a young Chinese
boy.  Completely naked with his hands tied behind him.  Black collar length
hair with a rat's tail that reached the top of his crack.  If I didn't know
we checked every single Jorgenson Enterprises employee's credentials the
legality of the slave could have been questioned.

	He was actually a year older than Benjy though the eleven-year-old
head master was taller and more muscular than the new slave.

	"Gentlemen, for the first time ever at the Little Leather Club I
bring you Lee Jun Fan," he took hold of the rat's tail and twirled the boy
around.  "From Hong Kong to San Francisco to Peckertown, Arkansas for your
enjoyment."

	While Benjy walked to the side of the stage where his whips and
canes were kept the young boy began a complicated series of kung fu moves
with his hands still tied behind his back.  A complicated flip and the
hands were in front.  Benjy cracked his whip instigating another flip
returning Lee's hands to his back.

	The two pre-teens stared at each other as music began to play.
Benjy began to snap the whip to the beat of the music as Lee used dance and
martial arts moves to avoid the painful lash.  No matter how close together
they came there was no hint that the Chinese slave would attack his master.

	When Benjy hit Lee the audience gasped at the little boy's ability
to ignore the pain and blood.  Leap up instantly if knocked down.  The beat
grew faster and so did Lee's feet and Benjy's whip.

	Benjy held his left arm out and someone threw another whip to him.
Carefully cracking both whips he started making more contact with the
slave.  Blood, sweat and energy flowed out of the boy.

	Finally Lee fell to his knees and in an instant both whips were
curled around his neck.  The boy prostrated himself in front of his master.
The two panting for breath as the audience roared.

	Slowly Benjy raised Lee's head and body till the slave's mouth was
at the top of Benjy's skintight leather shorts.  Lee grabbed the top with
his teeth and began lowering the shorts, slowly and carefully.  You could
see Benjy holding his breath and squeezing his body tighter to make it
easier.  Hear the audience as they realized how long the youngster's cock
was.  When the full eight hard inches popped free and slapped against Lee's
face the crowd gasped.  His pubic hair and leaking precum showing it was
real.

	Benjy maneuvered Lee to his knees and the slave quickly swallowed
his master's rod.  For an eleven-year-old Benjy had plenty of control of
his orgasms.  But he knew a slave at the end of a performance could only go
so long, especially with two bullwhips wrapped around his neck.  After five
minutes Benjy flicked his wrists pulling Lee off him and covered the boy's
face with cum.  And I filled Byron's throat as well and heard Lion filling
Bryan's.

	Spent he dropped the whips and two slaves dressed head to toe in
leather came, carefully unwrapped the two whips and carried Lee Jun Fan off
the stage to thunderous applause.

	Kyran and Nate, two more new slaves, walked down the aisle with
plates marked tips for Lee.  Benjy never collected or kept any of the tips.
After all he and his boyfriend/bodyguard still lived with his parents a
couple of blocks from Daniel and me.



	Daniel and I were snuggling with our slaves when Wang walked past
and gave us the all clear signal we all learned while working with Samurai
Inc. during the movie shoot.

	I licked some cum off of Byron's nose.  "Would you and your brother
like to go out for ice cream with us?"

	He started to nod but then shook his head.  "It's not permitted for
a slave to leave the building without permission from a master or a boss."

	"Byron, I am a boss.  Now you two go tell whomever you have to that
you are going out with Daniel Jorgenson and Marc Fogel.  Put some shorts on
and get back here fast."

	Bryan looked at Daniel as the twin slaves slipped off our laps.

	"Go," Daniel said as he slapped Bryan's ass.

	Five minutes later they were back wearing tight latex shorts,
studded dog collar with a leash.  They handed the handles to us and
kneeled.

	"Master Caleb grants us permission to go.  He requests you return
us to the new barracks whenever you are finished with us," Bryan said.
Don't ask, I've told you before I can always tell twins apart.

	I stood, kissed Byron, told him to heel and we left.  Wang was
waiting at the car and didn't even blink at the two slaves.  He knew first
hand there are times I like young boys.

Another of Kenny's boys took control of the car when we reached the Big
Lick and Wang led us in followed by yet another.  Kenny was using this as a
massive training exercise to impress Logan, and to treat everybody to a
night out on somebody else's dime.

Byron and Bryan were in front of Daniel and me and their excitement was
palatable.  When we reached our table I made sure Byron saw who was at the
next table.

"That can't be," he whispered softly.

"It is, and if you look under the table you'll see that you two aren't the
only slaves with a night out."

He ducked and saw Paulo between Aaron Carter's legs sucking on the boy's
man-sized cock.  He sat right back up because that wasn't a new site.  A
teen idol with his shirt open and sweat pouring down ten feet away was.

The waiter came and after practically ordering them to the boys ordered ice
cream sundaes.  As usual as soon as our order was on the table the show
began.  Isn't power grand?

Big Sol came out on stage.  "Ladies and gentlemen it is my pleasure and
honor to introduce a special celebrity in the audience."

"Oh no you don't uncle," three voices came and the Olson Triplets came out
dancing to new music.  Lance grabbed the mike.  "Ladies, this is the first
single from our guest's new album due out late this year.  The song is 'I
Want Candy' and the artist is Peckertown's very own Aaron Carter.  Give it
up."

"And we all know who Candy really is," Richie Olson said.

Aaron stood, stuffed his hard cock back in his shorts and jumped on the
table.

The crowd went wild as Lance threw him the mike.  "Thanks everybody, I hope
you all buy the new CD when it comes out, even if you boy lovers have to
lie about who it's for.  Now back to the stars of this show: Lance, Richie
and Bobbie, the Olson Triplets."

As the stage went black I saw Kenny lean into Aaron.  "You expose yourself
like that again and I'll drag your sorry butt back to the house so fast
you'll leave your cock in Paulo's mouth.  You understand me?"

Aaron glared back, then nodded.  "You're right, I'm sorry.  It's just that
I feel so safe here, this is my home like it's yours."

"Yeah, but remember, some of these guys might just want to go home and say
they did more than just saw you in person.  And I'll make sure your cock
gets out of Paulo's mouth."

Aaron leaned over and kissed Kenny's cheek as the stage lights went on.
The Trips summer 2000 show was done to a medley of surfing songs from the
60s highlighting the Beach Boys and Jan and Dean.  Naturally they started
off wearing baggy Hawaiian shirts and shorts.  Very quickly the shorts were
gone.  Byron kept looking from the stage to the next table where Paulo was
now sitting on Aaron's lap.  I felt around and the young slave's prick was
hard.  I knew the three were going to be lording it over the other slaves
for weeks.

The Trips started unbuttoning their shirts and Byron turned to face me and
started unbuttoning mine in time.  I played with his tiny nipples in
return.  When he undid my last button I turned to see the identical
triplets down to patterned Speedos.  Their thirteen-year-old rods clearly
outlined.  When the performers started rubbing them Byron unzipped my pants
and pulled my cock out.  When they removed the swimsuits Byron slipped his
shorts down.

When they started jerking off Byron lifted up and quickly impaled his tight
boy ass with my hard rod.  A quick glance revealed Daniel and Aaron to be
in the same condition.  I grabbed the boy slave's cock and started jerking
it as he gently rose and fell on my cock in time with the music.

It was a beautiful thing.  And as I came close to climaxing the triplets
walked to the edge of the stage right in front of Aaron.  "Duck slave,"
Lance whispered and as soon as Paulo lowered his head the three shot their
loads all over the Little Prince of Pop's face.

I jammed my cock up Byron's ass and filled it with cum forcing him into a
dry orgasm.

The Trips disappeared into the back and Kenny hustled Aaron, Paulo and two
more of his team backstage.  Wang and a few more guarded the stage.  I
signed the tab for everybody and added tips for the waiters and the Olsons,
though I knew that would annoy Lance.

"Did Master Caleb say when he expected you back?"

"No sir," Byron said.

"Then would you and your bro like to spend the night in your own room at
the house?  We'll drop you off at the barracks tomorrow."

"Don't you want to have sex with us there?"

"Daniel and I have a rule, inside our home we only have sex with each
other.  A night of privacy, it may be your last one for years."

"Can Bryan and I have sex together?"

"Yes."

He hugged me tight and my cock slipped out of his ass.



Back at the house Daniel and I removed our respective slave's collars.
"Boy's once you walk into the bedroom you are free to do what you will.
When you come out in the morning you will put the collar back on and resume
your lives as slaves," Daniel said.

"Yes Sir," they both said.

At ten a knock on the door woke us and two naked boys came in with
breakfast trays.  Naked except for their collars and leashes.

"Did you have your breakfast?" I said.

"No Sir, we didn't know if we could," Byron said.

"Your masters have trained you well, now go eat."

"Thank you Sir."  They bowed and left.



At noon the four of us drove over to Aaron Carter's house on the outskirts
of town.  We had to tug on their leashes to get Byron and Bryan to come
inside with us.

Paulo met us inside and instantly showed his colleagues the new scars Aaron
had given him.

"You are so lucky," Byron said.

"Yeah, I hope this one lasts," Paulo said.

"Can we meet him?" Bryan said.

"Sure, he's waiting for all of you."

I caught Daniel's eye and he shrugged.  We'd let the boys be boys and not
tell Benjy about the lapse in protocol.  We followed them into the living
room and Paulo was already introducing the twins to Aaron.  The star gave
the boys a copy of each of his CDs for the barrack's boom box before Wang
took them back.

Alone Aaron leaned back in his chair and stared at the ceiling.  "You
know," he said after a while, "you do get used to the good life, being a
star.  But meeting them I realize how lucky I was even before Nick started
us down this path.  A nice, normal loving family who would have accepted my
being gay no matter what.  Paulo and I talked last night and he told me why
he'd come down and become a slave.  Why he loved the pain and sex.  When I
cried he comforted me instead of the other way.  Lion, tell Benjy that
Paulo turned down my offer to buy his freedom and come on the road with
me."

"There's no buyout clause in the agreement the boy's sign.  They can walk
away any time.  But I will tell him," Daniel said.



There were two messages on our answering machine when we got home.  The
first was from Justin: "Hi guys it's Justin, hope everything's cool.  Look,
you know Cody and Kyle's brothers and sisters are in town on a visit.
Couldn't even believe they got to see Aaron Carter and the Olson Triplets
the same night.  Look, we're having a barbecue at the house about seven.
Come if you can.  Please!"

"Got to go, we didn't see them at all last night," Daniel said and I nodded
as the second message started.

This was from my sister: "Big brother, aren't you ever home?  You keep
telling me the Jorgenson's are great people but if they have you working on
Sunday they are working you way to hard.  Outside of wanting to talk to you
here's why I called.  You haven't been out here since you moved there, nor
have we met that young man you're so in love with.  Plus next weekend's
your nephew's fourteenth birthday and he wants you here.  And so do I.
Call and let me know your plane reservations, we've got the spare room for
the two of you.  Bye."

The machine fell silent and we looked at each other.  "I need a beer, you
want one?" I said.

"Before or after we make the reservations?"

"Before, I need to think before I call Josie.  I've never told her how old
you are."

Daniel turned from the fridge with the two cans in his hands.  His eyes
were those of an angry lion, a very angry lion.

"If you don't want me to go that's fine, no, it's not fine but I'll try and
understand.  But I am not going as your boss' son subbing for your
boyfriend at the last minute.  If you want to try claiming celibacy till
I'm sixteen fine but I am going as your lover."

"Now before you start sinking your fangs into me hold on.  Yes, you are
coming.  Yes you are coming as my lover, and my sister will never believe
we're celibate.  But I have to tell her first and not spring it on her when
she picks us up at the plane.  Now bring those cold beers and your hot lips
over here love of my life."

He came, we kissed, we drank, and we kissed.  We did some other stuff and I
finally got around to calling my sister back.

Her first comment was to remind me that she read TIME and People every
week, and articles about her big brother's hometown sort of stuck out.  Nor
did it particularly surprise her about Daniel.  Then she talked with my
lover for a half-hour and I feared what they were telling each other.



The party at Cody and Justin's was nice.  The food was good, the soda
flowing

and the usual suspects were there for the Erikson family reunion.  While
Cody and Kyle had visited their aunt and uncle's farm a couple of times
since their siblings moved there this was the first time they had come to
see Justin and Cody's new home.

The six Erikson kids were pretty much over their parents' abuse, at least
the physical if not emotional.  That would take a long time.  Most
importantly they seemed to enjoy being together, though none of the others
would be staying on.  Which was fine with Cody and Kyle.



Thursday night Daniel and I headed out to Little Rock.  The flight was
eight o'clock Friday morning with a change in Dallas. Which was a lot
better than some of the other combos the airlines were offering.  What was
fascinating was how many different airlines had packages from one of the
nation's poorest states to Lost Wages.

At dinner a little old lady who reminded me of our neighbor Mrs. Maple
Thorpe blessed me for rescuing "this fine looking boy from the sins that
had befallen the state."

We thanked her, went upstairs and fucked and sucked to last us till we got
home on Monday.

The flights were good.  Now a good flight is one I live through without
either heaving my guts up and/or needing to be sedated in some way.  My
lover on the other hand had his nose glued to the window except for when
all there was below was clouds.  Then he slept on my shoulder.  I imagined
a trip for next spring or summer, the two of us slowly driving to Vegas via
the Grand Canyon and back by St. Louis, trying to time it so we could catch
a Cardinals' game.  They were Daniel's favorite team and they had a Class A
team not far from where I'd lived in New Jersey so I'd begun following them
too.

We walked down the concourse to the central concourse where Josie was
meeting us.  Daniel's jaw dropped at all the slot machines and lights and
noise and people coming and going.  When the elderly couple that'd been
sitting across from us rushed by like teens and started shoveling money in
he just shook his head.

"There you are," Josie ran up and through her arms around me and I returned
the hug.

"Plane just got in sis, and Daniel here was going into culture shock."

"This is Daniel Jorgenson?  If you hadn't told me I might never have
guessed."  She freed me and hugged Daniel.  "Well, welcome to the family
Danny, I mean Daniel."

He smiled, the smile I fell in love with our first day together.  "Ma'am,
if you'd rather Danny I can live with it," he said in his deepest southern
accent.

"Funny, you didn't sound like that last night.  Now let's get your luggage
before it disappears.  "And it's Josie, I don't think you call my big
brother sir so you shouldn't be calling me ma'am."

"How much did you tell Sam and Orin?" I said as we rode the moving
sidewalk.

"Everything, and they both took it well, after all they'd both read the
articles too.  Orin seemed really excited about meeting his Uncle Danny."

"I'm nobodies uncle yet, I'm what, fifteen months older than him?"

"That's what I told him, he hasn't called Marc uncle in years so I don't
know why he'd want to call you that."

Their house was fifteen minutes from the airport but light years from the
strip.  One of the great things about Vegas is that if you go a few blocks
off the strip it begins looking like a regular growing town.  My sister's
development was right out of southwestern suburbia, not glitter gulch.

We'd just finished unpacking when our bedroom was invaded by a whirlwind
that almost knocked Daniel over and tackled me onto the bed.

"I take it this is Orin?" Daniel said once he was steady.

"I think so, but the little boy I remember wasn't this rambunctious."

"Hi Marc, I'm so glad you could make it."

"I'm sorry it's been so long, I've missed you.  Now get off of me and say
hello to Daniel."

I looked Orin over as he rose.  He was dressed for Vegas in the middle of
August.  A Running Rebels tank top, which revealed large expanses of
beautiful tanned skin, despite being too large.  Well-muscled limbs and a
developing six pack I glimpsed from the side.  I also noticed there was
nothing on under the shirt, a fact I mouthed to Daniel.

Sun bleached hair cut short for the hundred-degree-days that ruled in the
high desert.  A nice firm ass I remembered from the hug and it'd been a
decent sized penis pressing into me.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.  Couldn't start thinking about my
nephew like I did the whores and potential employees back in Peckertown.

"So you're Orin, Marc's told me a lot about you," Daniel said.

"Yeah, and I wished he'd told me about you before.  Are you really lovers?"

"Yes."

"I mean really lovers."

"You mean more than just sex?"

Orin nodded vigorously.

"Yes, we are in love with each other, have been for fifteen months now.
Couldn't imagine not having Marc in my life," Daniel said.

"Cool.  You want to see my room Danny?"

"Sure, it'll give Marc some time with your Mom."



"Where the boys?" Josie said as she handed me a beer in the kitchen.

"Upstairs, Orin wanted to show Daniel his room.  Uh, does he always dress
like that?"

"What do you mean?  Oh shit, no, not at all.  He just got back from a
friend's pool and he dropped his suit and towels in the laundry room on his
way in.  He'd started for the steps when I told him you were here."

I smiled, nodded, "That's ok, no big deal either way."

"Can I ask you a question?" Josie said several minutes later.

"Been waiting."

"When did you know you were gay?"

"Thirteen, and Daniel would give you about the same answer.  Next
question."

"No, that's."

"Sis, talk to me."

"When, why did you become a boy lover?  Is it something I, we did?"

"Started my senior year at college.  I'd walk over to Georgetown or the
Lincoln Memorial and there were always young teen boys around and they were
always hot.  Didn't do anything then, or for several years.  And no, I've
never had any desire to do anything with my nephew."

"I knew, I know that, especially after talking with your young man last
night.  But you didn't answer the rest of the question."

"Why?"

Josie nodded.

I shrugged.  "It's nothing that you, Mom or Dad did, certainly not any one
thing.

All I know is I thank God every night for the chain of events that brought
me more personal and professional satisfaction than I ever expected.  Those
are good boys back home; most of who got shafted at some point in their
lives and traveled dangerous roads for a chance at a new life."

"You don't have to justify anything to me bro."

"Good, so how's everything out here?"



Meanwhile up the stairs...



"All this space for yourself?  I shared a room with my younger brother till
I moved in with Marc," Daniel said.

"Yeah, some advantages to being an only child.  How do you like the way
I've decorated it?"

Daniel slowly turned, looked up and saw the posters on the ceiling.
"Interesting, Aaron and Haley."  When his eyes caught up with Orin the
younger boy was naked.

"I was at a friend's house swimming.  Dropped the suit in the laundry room
on the way up."

"Yeah, I can tell that by the tan lines."

"OK, so we skinny dip.  Well what do you think?"

"Room's nice."

"That's not what I meant?" Orin said.

"You're a good looking young man.  Now get dressed," Daniel said.

"I've got a better idea."  Orin stepped closer

Daniel shook his head and put his arm out.  "It's not going to happen.
Different time and place might have been different.  But you're Marc's
nephew, my lover's nephew so it's not going to happen."

"Then how will I ever find out?"

"That you're gay?"

Orin nodded.

"You know the answer.  Don't you?"

Another nod.

"Would I even be the first?"

Orin turned and sat on his bed, wrapping the covers around him.  Daniel sat
and took his hands in his.  "Talk to me Orin."

"Bruce and I fool around a little bit, you know jerking each other off, I
even sucked him a little bit once, but it's just been two friends, you
know."

"Yeah I know, but neither one of you has ever said I'm gay and this is what
I like."

"Yes, but this isn't Peckertown."

"Peckertown wasn't always this way.  In fact I lost my best friend for a
long time because I accidentally kissed him on the cheek celebrating our
high school winning a soccer championship.  Cody was the star but his
father was a preacher who believed gays were the devil's spawn and anybody
associated with one of us would go to hell too."

"What happened to him?"

Daniel laughed, "He and his lover run a restaurant in one of our hotels.
His youngest brother helps out.  The Reverend and his wife are in jail on
child abuse charges.  Marc and I live in their old house.  But a lot of
people left town when the laws changed and boys started coming.  And yes,
even if the laws hadn't changed I would have had it easier since my
family's rich but I was really closeted for a while too.  Do your parents
know?"

"No, I've been to scared to tell them."

"That must seem foolish now."

"A little, but it's one of the reasons I wanted Marc to come out for my
birthday.  I figured on having this conversation with him.  I'm glad it's
with you."

"Me too, I think he'd have been upset if you'd come on to him."

The two teens started laughing.  Orin leaned up and kissed Daniel's cheek.

"Thanks uncle."

"Dear, I'm only fifteen months older than you, I'm not ready to be your
uncle."

"Do you really know Aaron and Haley?  Are they really lovers?"

"Yes we do, yes they are and they've even bought a house on the outskirts
of town.  Aaron was actually down last weekend during a concert break."

"And he's got a show at the convention center tomorrow that we're all going
to.  Plus Haley's in town doing some work on his new movie.  I even know
where he's staying but security is so tight."

Daniel dug out his wallet, pulled a piece of paper out, dragged Orin's
phone over and dialed a number.  And waited through a serious of rings and
clicks punctuated with an occasional job at the number pad.



"Who's this?"

"Good afternoon to you Shiro Hirada Logan.  It's Daniel Jorgenson."

"Shit man, didn't recognize the phone number and since it's local I was
nervous.  I'd rather this shoot was back in Peckertown."

"Thanks, actually Marc and I are in town for his nephew's birthday.  He's a
big fan of Aaron and Haley.  We're even going to the show tomorrow."

"You showing off to get backstage passes so you can introduce him?"

"Hey, what are friends for?"

Shiro laughed.  "OK, give me the names.  Just tell everybody this'll be a
straight acting party."

It was Daniel's turn to laugh, and then gave Shiro the list.  "Oh, and
while I have you on the line Kenny, Serge and company did a good job last
weekend with Aaron.  You should keep them in mind for backup."

"Thanks, I thought they were good.  Aaron bitched about the tight collar.
Gotta go."

"See you tomorrow night."

Daniel hung up the phone and looked into an open jawed Orin.  He reached
out his hand and gently closed it.  "Happy birthday Orin."

"I'm going to go backstage after the concert and meet them?"

"Yes, but you have to keep your hands to yourself.  This is a straight
acting party.

Understand?"

Orin jumped on top of Daniel and kissed him.  "I love you.  Thanks, this
means so much to me that you would do this for me."

"Hey, what's family for?  Now get off me and get some clothes on.  It's got
to be close to suppertime."

"Do you think I should tell Mom and Dad tonight?"

"Are you ready to?"

"It'll be easier now, especially with you here."

"Cool."



	Halfway through supper Daniel turned to Marc.  "Is this how we
treated you that first supper?"

	I laughed, "the third degree?  Yes, but then I was asking a lot of
your parents.  Trusting their son with a virtual stranger.  Bringing that
stranger into the family business in a key position.  Didn't blame them.
Of course, a little notice would have been nice."

	"Oh honey, I didn't mean to make you feel that way.  Just wanted to
know more about my brother-in-law."

	"We haven't gotten married yet.  We're waiting for some other
couples to go first considering everything.  But one day it will be legal,"
Daniel said.

	"I don't understand?  Why do you feel you have to wait?" Sam, my
brother-in-law said.

	"The Jorgenson families basically own and control most of
Peckertown.  If we go first it may seem like we're sending a message rather
than sanctifying our love.  I know it sounds crazy but the first boy
marriage in town had the state on its ear.  We don't want that," I said.

"I'd love to visit Peckertown, experience it," Orin said.

"You want to run that past me son," Sam said.

Orin looked at Daniel who nodded.

"Mom, Dad, Uncle Marc.  I'm gay."

"Son."

"Yes Dad?"  Orin's voice shook with fear.

"It's about time you told us.  We've been waiting, but knew you'd tell us
in your own time."

Orin flew off his chair, around the table into his parent's arms.  I moved
next to Daniel.

"So this is what you were talking about all that time?"

"When I wasn't setting up tomorrow night.  Hope you don't mind.  He was

planning to have that conversation with you but figured I'd be better."

"I agree with his judgment."

We kissed.

Which drew a wow from Orin and chuckles from his parents.



The party the next day was great.  Daniel fit right in with the other boys,
a fifteen-year-old hanging with a bunch of thirteen and fourteen-year-old
boys.  Josie pointed Bruce out to me and I knew Orin wouldn't have any
trouble when he told him.  When they disappeared for a half hour and
returned holding hands I smiled and nudged my sister.

Orin and Bruce kept holding hands as they reached the food table.

"Everybody, can I have your attention please," Orin shouted.

The dozen or so other boys fell silent as they turned.  As one they saw
their friends and classmates holding hands.

"You didn't?" one boy said.

Orin blushed, nodded, "Yes I did and I want to thank my Uncle Marc and his
partner Daniel for giving me the guts to do it.  And get the two of us
backstage passes for the concert tonight."

"What?" Bruce said.

"You're his uncle's lover?" one of the boys asked turning to Daniel.  I
nodded.

"Yes I am, we've been together about fifteen months now."

"That's got to be like fucking your father," another boy said.

I rolled off the lounge chair in hysterics, and Sam fell on top of me.

"Ugh, that's so gross it's beyond being sick," Daniel said and stuck a
finger down his throat.  "I think I'm going to heave."

"Hold it, I remember the stories about the movie Aaron and Haley were
making when they fell in love.  The shoot was in Peckertown, Arkansas and
the Jorgenson family provided partial financing.  Like in Daniel
Jorgenson?" a sexy redhead said.

"Well, actually my Dad handled that.  Marc's the general manager for the
entire operation and I'm his assistant.  And trust me I do work.  It's not
an easy life down there for anybody.  Especially the working boys."

"Come on, it must be a blast having sex all-day and getting paid for it,"
another boy said.

"It's work, it's how they stay alive.  Pays for their housing and food, if
they're lucky they put some money aside for a slow time.  And most opt out
for the first regular job they can get even if it's for less money.  But
hey, it's Orin's birthday party, fourteen I believe and I think something
needs to get red hot before he blows out the candles,"

Daniel said, then blew on his palm.

"Oh no, no you don't," Orin said and turned but Bruce held on.

"And don't forget one for good luck," I said.

"I don't know, I think he's got all the good luck he needs," his father
said.

My cell phone rang and I answered, smiled at the voice and motioned Sam
inside.



The concert was called for eight.  At seven-thirty the front bell rang.

"Orin, get that please," his father said.

"Sure Dad," and he got up from where he and his boyfriend were watching TV.
It's so cool to write that.

"Who are you?"

"Mr. Orin I presume," came a deep formal voice.

"Yeah."

"You're limo is here for whenever you and your guests are ready.  I'll be
waiting in the car."

"But, but, I know my folks didn't order one.  It's got to be a mistake."

"No, the car was ordered by Mr. Carter's people.  It's no mistake."

"Uncle Marc!"

"They called, offered.  I just accepted.  Oh, the driver didn't mention one
thing."

"What?"

"Well you, Bruce and Daniel won't be sitting with the three of us."

"Where will you be?"

"The Carter's skybox."

"Lucky, those got to be better seats than we ended up with."

"Somehow I doubt that," Bruce said.

"On the floor, second row, center stage, on the aisle," I said and got
crushed by Orin instantly.

"I give, I give.  Now one last trip and let's get going."



When we got to the convention center the driver handed me an envelope with
the tickets and backstage passes for after the show.  Then he pointed out
where he'd be waiting for us and said not to worry about how long we took.

I escorted the boys to their seats, gave Daniel the passes and signaled one
of the security guards over.

"These three boys have backstage passes for Aaron Carter's party after the
show. Can you make sure they get there safely?" I said as I slipped him a
twenty.

He glanced at the bill.  "Certainly sir, and where will you be sitting if
any of them needs you?"

"Skybox C, the Carter family's box."

He almost came to attention.  "Yes Sir, let me point you to an easy way to
get there from here.  On second thought, wait a second."

"Conan, I'm sending a gentleman over to go up to Box C, let him through and
point him in the right direction.  Now wave for the man."

"Yes Benjy."

I caught the man's hand, and slipped Benjy another bill, then ten to Conan.
It always pays to keep security on your side, even if you have to pay.  And
with all those screaming fans I wanted somebody keeping an eye on the three
of them.

The opening act came on just as I entered the box, some Britney want to be.
The adults in the box ignored her and chatted.  It was the first time I'd
met Aaron's parents so they wanted to know my view of Peckertown and if it
really was a safe place for him to visit.  What did I think of Haley; oh
you know all the usual concerned parents' stuff.  But it was really cool
and the box was something else.

During the break between the first and second warm-ups, a ten-year-old
rapper, I spotted the boys talking excitedly.

Finally it was time for Aaron.  The lights dimmed, place fell quiet except
for an expectant hum.

"I'm going to introduce him," a boy's voice said.

"No, I'm going to," said an older boy.

"Please, I want to," said the first boy, a voice I was beginning to
recognize.

"Why don't we do it together?"

"Cool, let's go."

The place went black; two spotlights came on illuminating center stage.
When the two figures entered the lights from either side the place went
beyond crazy.

"Hi, I'm Nick Carter."

"Hi, I'm Haley Joel Osment."

"We're here to introduce a young man who is very dear to both of us," they
both paused.  "The Little Prince of Pop, Aaron Carter."

They ran off the stage as the curtain opened with Aaron there with his
backup singers and band.  The drummer hit his cymbals and Aaron was off.
Time flew as he charged through song after song.  He was onstage the whole
time except for costume changes.  Even did a good job on a couple of
ballads.

"Watch this one," Mr. Carter said as Aaron came out for his encore.  He was
dressed in a yellow vest, loose navy shorts and sneakers.  And I did not
leave anything out.

"Hi everyone, I hope you enjoyed the show."  The crowd roared.  "Cool, it
makes all the work worth it.  Now, I've got one last song in me and it'll
probably be the first single from the new album.  It's called 'I Want
Candy.'"

A phone rings and he starts talking to a friend about this girl he's going
to see and then blasts into the song.  At the end he collapses on the
floor, the stage goes black and we hear the phone ringing again.  Finally a
machine picks up and Aaron's voice says leave a message.

A spotlight jumps on the extreme left of the stage and Nick Carter walks
out.  I think he's saying something about Aaron never calling his big
brother back but the screaming was too much, even in our protected area.

Aaron jumped on top of Nick, "I'll call bro, I promise."

"And what about me?  You take a weekend off and you don't even tell me?"

Haley said from the other side.

"I couldn't get through baby, and your people said you were too busy
anyway."

The two young lovers walked closer, mikes in hand till they were on top of
each other.

They dropped the mikes.

They hugged.

The lights fell for the last time and the crowd went ballistic.



When the lights came back on full the stage was empty, except for a
security guard and three teen boys being led to the rear.  And even with
Daniel's mane in a ponytail I can recognize him anywhere.

By the time everybody got everything together a pair of security guards
were waiting outside the door to escort us.  One was Conan who whispered
that Benjy had called and the boys were safely at the party.

Now you've all heard about rock and roll backstage parties.  Rooms full of
loose women and fawning fans struggling with mindless sycophants and media
types amidst overflowing tables of food, alcohol and drugs.  It was all
there but the drugs, and included a bartender making sure no minor got a
taste of booze.  Daniel rolled his eyes at that. He's gotten so used to
everything being legal back home the fact he couldn't drink in Las Vegas
for another five and a half years was somewhere between funny and
frustrating.

Shiro and Sammo from Samurai Inc. were keeping an eye on their client while
arena security did most of the work.  We caught up with events since the
end of the movie shoot.

Six greater Las Vegas radio stations had run free ticket contests, with
their grand prizewinners getting to meet Aaron.  They were all there with a
parent, all shaking in their shoes as they waited for Aaron to finish with
a TV crew.  Five girls and a boy waiting for a fleeting touch of celebrity.
I looked over at my nephew and his boyfriend and saw the same look in their
eyes.

The boy and his father were at the end of the line.  Waiting patiently as
Aaron greeted each winning fan, a photographed hug to be signed and mailed
before giving each one a couple minutes of one-to-one chat.  Then he passed
them off to the bonus star, Haley, so he could go to the next one.

The boy winner was visibly shaking when it was his turn and his father had
to urge him forward.  I stepped closer in case something happened.

"What's wrong Davey?" Aaron asked.

"You know my name.  Aaron, you don't know what you, what you and Haley mean
to me.  The difference you made."  He stopped talking and started crying.
When Aaron opened his arms he fell into the embrace.  Shiro and I moved
between them and the cameramen and I saw Daniel and Sammo move toward
Haley.

The press, to their credit, did not intrude.  Mr. Carter approached Davey's
father."I take it your son's gay too," Mr. Carter said as he put his arm
around the father's shoulders.

"Yes, we live out near the dam and it's not like the big city here.  Davey
was really sad and depressed and all.  His Mom and I couldn't figure out
why and couldn't get anything out of him.  His grades were near failing.
Then a day or so after that Powersound concert, you know which one I mean."

Aaron's father chuckled, "Yeah, I know which one you mean."

"Well, my wife and I came down to breakfast and the newspaper is open to
the story about the concert and the sidebar of your son Nick saying the
family was fully behind Aaron and loved him no matter what his sexual
orientation or singing talents were.  It all came together for the two of
us.  We went into his room and he was cowering under his blanket.  To win
this contest you had to send in an essay as to why meeting Aaron would be
special to you.  I entered it under my name.  The station's general manager
called and told us that once they'd seen the entry the contest was over."

"I'm glad you did, stay as long as you want.  You don't have to clear out
with the others."

The two men hugged and walked over to their sons.  The girls and their
parents had left the party.

Aaron, Haley and Davey were talking quietly and I guessed Davey had told
them the story.

Daniel came around and gave me a hug; I wiped his wet cheeks.  "Just think,
without Aaron he could have been with us or dead," Daniel said and I kissed
him.

"Aaron, can I ask a question?  If you want me to take a hike I'll
understand," a short, slender, redheaded man with a tape recorder asked.

"You're the music critic for the local paper?  We talked before?"

"Yes, as I said tell me to go at any point and I'll understand.  It seems
to me though that this young man is a great fan of yours as much for you
and Haley coming out as gay and lovers as for your music."

"I loved his music even before," Davey said and drew a laugh.

"I'm sure and I don't blame you.  But Aaron is this why the two of you came
out?  To help boys like this?"

"I sure hope you get this on the wire services," Aaron said.  "To be honest
the main reason we came out was so that we didn't have to pretend that it
was just a great friendship formed while making a great movie.  We knew our
families were cool with the fact that it might have ended our careers.  But
I have to say the press and especially our fans have been great about it.

"But let's face it, Haley and I are kids and we didn't really think about
making a statement for all the other gay boys our ages in the worlds.  But
in the weeks since we've each gotten thousands of letters from gay, lesbian
and bi kids telling us how that act has changed, even saved their lives.
They know their not Haley and me, it's the fact that, that we're happy
being gay and happy with each other and that if we can be accepted by the
world then maybe gradually they can be by their family and friends.

"Davey is their symbol.  Our declaration of love stopped his plan of
jumping off of Hoover Dam in the middle of the night.  Can you imagine a
worse death?"  Aaron paused to compose himself.

"So parents wake the hell up and open your arms to your kids.  Kids, this
is Aaron Carter and Haley Joel Osment telling you that there are thousands,
no millions of kids out there just like you and me.  So pick your heads up
and feel good about yourselves."

"I just want to add there are tons of good people out there to help you.
Seek them out," Haley said.

The applause was as deafening as anything during the concert.

"Now sir, you have stories to write so please get to it.  Besides, it's
Aaron's party.  Isn't it?"

From somewhere the CD started playing as Daniel walked Orin and Bruce up to
the two teen stars.

It was a glorious night, and a fitting place to end this chapter.  See you
back home.


Author's note: As I said before this is complete fiction.  To the best of
my knowledge neither Aaron Carter nor Haley Joel Osment is gay.  I don't
know if Aaron Carter has ever played Las Vegas.  I just like to think, hope
that they would agree with the sentiments I attribute to them.

I hope you do to and don't do anything to a boy that makes him want to find
a place like Peckertown, Arkansas. because it does not exist, anywhere.