Date: Sat, 25 Dec 2004 15:20:01 EST
From: Sidg0714@cs.com
Subject: Arkansas Vacation: Jaggar's Christmas

The following is the third chapter of the Jaggar stories within Arkansas
Vacation.  There are scenes of consensual gay sex as well as some S&M.  If
this does not interest you or is illegal in your neck of the woods or get
your buns toasted if you're discovered then move on.  Everything and
everyone is fictional.  As always please don't make a boy go looking for
Peckertown because it doesn't exist.

Arkansas Vacation
Jaggar's Christmas -- Chapter 3

By Michael B. Badboy_1212@mail.com
Copyright 2005
Edited by Sid G.  Arkansas Vacation created by Sid G.  sidg0714@cs.com.


Michael's Mother:

     It cost me one thousand dollars to find my oldest son. It was my fault
that he was not home in Chicago anyway. I should have stopped my worthless
two timing husband but I was afraid of him. So I said nothing thinking he
was better off being a faggot bitch to someone.

     God was I wrong I knew how badly they were hurting him. That is why I
started drinking to forget about it for a few hours a day. I was driving
along route 65 heading southeast looking for a town called Peckertown. It
was a two hour drive from the airport at Little Rock I looked over at my
youngest son Marco who was my favorite of all my sons.

     He had not said a word sense we left Chicago. I know he was still in
shock over the other night and the death of his father. The next town I
came to happened to be Peckertown I was wrong in thinking that this was
going to be just a lot of boys standing on street corner selling themselves
it was a real town with store and other types of businesses.

     I stopped at a place called the Tasty Buns it looked to be a clean
restaurant and I was right from the moment we walked in the door. The
waiters were a shock but it was ok when our waiter took our order I was
going to ask if he knew Michael.

     "Hello, I am going to be your waiter my name is Christopher. The
special today is turkey and gravy for three dollars," he said with a smile.

     "Alright, we will take two of them and two ice teas. Oh do you happen
to know my son Michael he moved here a couple mouths ago he would be in his
mid thirties brown hair and blue eyes?" I watched this child turn ghostly
white.

     He did not say another word just left the table walked toward the
kitchen at almost a run. A few minutes later a woman walks out of the
kitchen looks our way before coming over to the table.

     "Hello, I am Frances the owner Christopher said you were looking for
Michael? May I ask why you are looking for him?"

     Her voice sounded tired but it infuriated me that I was getting
questioned.

     "WELL, if it were any of your business I would tell you but it isn't
so I won't," I said with a little more of a hiss then I intended. It was at
the point we were playing stare down with each other. I had to admit this
woman was good and was not backing down.

     "Well I guess we don't know of any Michael in Peckertown or any where
else for that matter?!!!"

     I wanted to hit this woman or pull out my weapon but I had to admit
again I have respect for this women. I relaxed knowing that if I kept this
act up I could blow my chances of ever finding him.

     "He is my brother and her son, we need to talk to him really bad
madam," Marco said. It was the first thing he has said sense we left
Chicago.

     Francis looked at both of us before saying another word. I knew she
was a mother also but she did not know me and was protecting Michael.

     "I'll call out to his place and see if he wants to see you. But from
what he has told my family and I don't count on him seeing you."

     Her icy tone said she met what she was saying.

     "Please if you call him and tell him we are here he will not want to
see us. I made a lot of mistakes with my oldest son and he is very bitter
over it. Please just tell me where he lives so I can go there and make my
pleas to him in person??"

     "Ok, where are you parked?"

     "Right out front of the building." I looked at the front door I not
sure why.

     "Ok go down as far as the fire station turn left, it is at the end of
the road there is a gate that you are going to have to talk to the intercom
before entering," Francis said with a smile.

     "Thank you so much Francis I owe you one," I said as I extended my
hand to her. She shook it before we left the road to Michael's was long and
winding.

     "I pushed the button for the intercom it took a moment before someone
answered.

     "May I help you madam?" the voice on the other end said to me.

     "Yes I am Michael's mother and I would like to speak to him. If you
ask him he will tell you he has no mother so please let me in," there was a
long pause before he said anything else.

     "Alright, you and your son check out please come to the front door I
will be waiting there for you," there was a click and the gates started to
open. As I drove up the tree lined drive I seen one person dressed in black
with what looked like an AK 47 plus three or four cameras.

     Once the house came into view I was impressed. Before we could knock
at the door it opened there stood a boy maybe thirteen or so, he looked
like he could be a football player.

     "Please come in both of you while I go tell Michael that you are
here. If you will follow me to the study would you like anything to drink
while you wait?  My name is Andrew," he said while we sat down on the sofa
next to each other. Both of us shook our heads no so he left us alone
closing the door behind him. I knew me were being watched but I could not
tell where in the room the cameras were.


Jaggar:

     I was unable to sleep after the long loving making session with
Quentin. In the last mouth he's changed and I don't know what to do about
it. He has come up missing where no one seems to know where he is. It was
to the point I asked if he was whoring and he became VERY mad and said NO.

     Last week Andrew and Shawn came to me and said that Quentin had what
looked like whip makers all over his body. The night before was one of
those times he disappeared. The next morning he said he fell asleep
downstairs in the den.

     I closed my eyes and next thing I knew there was someone in our room.
I opened my eyes and saw Andrew as he neared the bed.  He bent down as if
he was going to kiss me.

     "Michael, your brother Marco is downstairs as is your mother. They are
in the study waiting for you," he said with a smile.

     I looked at him thinking that he was kidding with me but I knew that
he was not. I thought for a moment before answering him.

     "I told you that my family is dead to me. Did you run a check to make
sure who they are," I asked knowing that he would have done that before
coming up to get me leaving them in the house alone.

     "Yes, I did a background check as well as the airport check and called
into town to see if anyone had dealt with them. All of it checks out so you
need to get dressed and get your butt down to the study," Andrew laughed as
he walked toward the door.

     I picked up a pillow and threw it at him. I thought for a moment
before getting out of bed, as to why the wicked witch of Chicago would be
here. I got my naked body out of bed pulled on jeans and a shirt to go
downstairs. I left Quentin sleeping knowing that mother would eat him alive
if he came downstairs with me.

     Shawn was sitting at the top of the stairs with headphones on with a
laptop on his lap. He was getting the feed from the study he weapon was
lying next to him. I was as proud of him as of the whole Team.

     I stood outside of the study for a moment I looked up at Shawn who
nodded yes. I opened the door waited for the tiger to attack me. Mother sat
next to Marco with a tissue in her hand. Both of them stood as I entered
the study. I had my earpiece on so I could hear everything The Team was
saying to each other as well as what I was saying. I kept at open mike so
everyone could hear what was happening behind closed doors.

     "Hello Mother, hello Marco, May I ask how the hell did you find me
here. I made sure that no one would find me here?" I wasn't mad but I was
not letting my guard down either.

     "I had to hire a private detective to find you here. I came to tell
you that your father passed away Saturday night at home. I would like to
you come back for the funeral and the reading of the will?"

     Mother was beginning her Oscar winning show. I had seen it so many
times I could jump in a play the part as well as she could. Mother had
trained all of us very well.

     "Before we go any further on this matter I need a drink. Mother I take
it you are still drinking your martinis? Did you want anything to drink
Marco even if you are only what fifteen?" I looked at both of them before I
made them both drinks.

     Before saying anything I sat down across from them putting their
drinks on the coffee table.

     "Twenty-five Michael and thanks for the drink," Marco said and drained
his glass.

     "So Mother, beside father passing away why the hell you are here. Do
you think for one moment that I would go to that man's funeral? After what
he did to me, for The Night raids as I called them. Mother, he would wait
until you passed out each night come down the hallway to my room once
inside he would lock the door walk over to my bed his dick would be hard he
would force me to suck it to deep throat him," I could not go any further
as a tear rolled down my cheek.

     "How could you say that about your father, your lying he would never
do something like that. God rest his soul!" Mother said but I could tell
she knew it was a lie.

     "Mother, I was seven when this started he made me wet the bed until I
left home because it turned him on. The first time that he put it inside of
me I wanted to die. I thought about it and I was only seven at the time. By
the time it was my tenth birthday I tried to tell you what was going on and
you hit me across the face and told father what I had said about
him. Remember we left for awhile he told you that we were going to the
store and stop at the restaurant because he forgot my gift?"

     Mother was now crying as was Marco. I looked at both of them hoping
this was as hard on them as it was for me.

     "I remembering the two of you leaving and that you were gone for a
long time."

     "He got me in the car he pointed a weapon at me and said if I ever
tried that again he would kill me. He made me suck him all the way to some
warehouse where he took nude pictures of me then he had three teens fuck me
mother while he made a movie. It was the first of many movies he made
before he sold me. That night after everyone went to sleep he woke me up he
was mad at Daman he told me to dress and to come with him. I was two days
for being eleven. He made me kill Daman that night in an ally downtown
Chicago. I have never forgotten that but it gets worse that was the same
night he sold me I forget the guys name but both of you knew him. He used
to come to the house," I was crying.

     "Michael, I have to admit I knew it was happening to you. I knew when
you started doing you own laundry that it was happening. I could hear you
crying some nights so I would go get a bottle of liquor so I would pass
out. I am so sorry but I couldn't stop him or at least I did not think I
could. That is one thing about being Italian you learn to look the other
way when you can't stop what he going on. Oh yah your father left you this
envelope it is written on it to open it when you are alone," " she was
crying so hard now I could not but feel sorry for her.

     "I have now forgiven you but as far as us being a family again we are
going to have to work on that. It isn't going to be something that happens
overnight," I was glad that it was out in the open and she knew what
happened.



     "Michael, Kristen just called from the Tasty Buns there are two FBI
agents there along with Whitey.  They are trying to arrest Christopher
saying he tapped into some computer in Washington DC.,"

     "Tell Kristin that we are on our way. Please call a code red I will
need everyone with me on this matter," I got up moving toward the door.

      "Mother and Marco please make yourselves at home. I have an emergency
to deal with I will be back as soon as I can.

     "I take it that Quentin is not coming with us?" the look on Andrew
face said everything. I knew what he was thinking.  I was letting Quentin
off again because he was my lover but that wasn't the case or at least only
partially the truth.

     I knew The Team didn't treat Quentin the same but when he came home
with the whip maker all over his body they were more understanding. I also
knew that the boys had followed him and asked around town if they knew what
was going on. I didn't ask them about it in all hopes that he would tell
me. I ran back upstairs to change.

     As I dressed Andrew spoke into the headset. He was becoming a team
leader along with Jeremy who I hadn't spent much time with in the three
weeks he has been here. He was a kid that Whitey had called and asked if he
could drop him off. I briefly looked at his report the night he arrived and
been impressed.

     "Truck one is outside with the motor running. Shawn is the only one
that we are waiting on, he was taking a morning swim," There was a pulse I
knew that Shawn must be talking to Andrew.

     Within moment Shawn was running up the stairs dressing. He looked at
me as if I was going to yell at him.

     "Glad you could join us Shawn." I said with a smile. I was not mad nor
did I mean anything bad by it. I ruffled his hair to lighten the air.

     I got behind the wheel of the Suburban made sure everyone was buckled
in before speeding down the drive. I knew what CD would be in the changer
and track one would be Rolling Stones- Gimmie Shelter. I decided to run
with the red light on which meant we'd be in town in about three minutes. I
pulled up in front of the Tasty Buns and left the motor running as we all
got out.

     "Michael, what is going on these men won't tell me anymore then they
are arresting Christopher?" yelled Whitey as he came out of the Tasty Buns,
as he walked toward the Suburban. I looked at him wondering how I was going
to handle this.

     "Let me try talking to the two agents ok?" I walked toward the door
wounding which agents were here and if I could deal with them or not.

     "I heard steps behind me and knew that it had to be Daniel and Marc
but it was also Elija.

     "What's going on?" Daniel yelled as he neared.

     I walked to the door knowing that everyone would take their place
outside. The only person that followed me in was Andrew.

     I walked in to find Smith and Wesson standing there with a blond boy
sitting at one of the tables.

     "Smith and Wesson, what is the call for this? Don't you know this is a
small town and these boys will not run so put your DAMN weapons away!" I
yelled at them. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Benji and Roger
enter behind me.

     "Michael it is good to see you but if I remember you are no longer on
payroll so you can't tell us what to do," Wesson said in his smart ass
tone.

     "So ok let me make a phone call and we will see what happens," I
dialed the number as if it were my own.

     "Mr. President, I have agents Smith and Wesson here in Peckertown
trying to arrest a child saying he broke into a computer. Would you please
speak with them before I set Benji loose on them," I said with a laugh.

     Wesson handed me back the phone it was at that point he seen Benji
standing next to me.

     "I think we need to talk this over someplace more private then
here. Daniel and Marc would you please put some tables together at the
catering office, upstairs will do also call Jake and have him whip up what
he can for me," Benjy did not lose eye contact with my Wesson.

     "Listen here punk freak, kids your age don't dress in all leather
unless there is something wrong with them!" Wesson hissed staring at him.

     Everyone watched to see what Benjy would do. If you were not staring
at him you would have never seen the whip being unsnapped from his side.

     "I may be a freak, but I do not hurt people with my words or
actions. I have two reputable businesses here as do my family, who owns
most of the town. We help a lot of people with jobs. Some of the working
boys gave up the streets to work for us. As for my leather I am Head Master
of the Little Leather Club," it was that moment that Benjy decided to show
some of his whip action. He took Smith's hat off, turned cut a paper a man
was holding in half turned again and snapped a glass in half without
breaking it into small pieces. Once he stopped he handed the whip to Roger
who rolled it back up.

     We caravanned down to the Benjy's catering business.  Once everyone
was upstairs I looked at the boy for the first time. He looked kinda
familiar to me.

     "Please everyone sit down before everything gets cold," Jake said
looking at Benjy.

     "Ok Smith what is the story here today?" I asked as Smith looked at
his paperwork in the folder. He handed me the folder I looked through it
before saying anything else. When I got to Christopher mother name I about
died. This child was no longer just some kid to me....

     "Ok here the deal gentlemen, you are turning him over to me that I
will close the case. If there is a problem with this Wesson you can talk to
Benji and his whips," I said with a laugh.  I signed the paperwork and
Smith and Wesson left I put file into my briefcase. I was sitting drinking
a cup of coffee thinking about everything that happened this morning when
Benji walked over and sat down next to me.

     "Michael, I hope you are not made at me?" Benjy asked.

     "Benjy, I have no idea what you are talking about?" I watched the rest
of the group stop at the door. The look on my guy's faces said they knew
something they were not telling me about. When I looked at Marc and Daniel
there faces said the same thing.

     "I think we need to have a talk alone. Marc can you make sure The Team
gets home ok or can Andrew drive now?"

     "Andrew can drive now so he can take The Team back and I will call for
a ride when I am finished here," I looked at the boys all of them hanging
their heads.

	We walked next door to The Little Leather Club, the place was empty
but Roger was standing up on the stage looking up at the light rigging with
a look of confusion on his face.

	"Michael, please do not get mad at me I know I should have told you
before now but I was hoping Quentin would have told you," Benjy said just
above a whisper.

	"Benjy I would never be mad at you, so what is going on?" I had an
idea but I wanted Benjy to tell me himself. I looked into his eyes but all
I saw was fear.

	Roger walked over to where we were sitting. He looked at the two of
us before he sat down.

	"Love, did you tell him what happened with Quentin?" he kissed
Benjy on the cheek.

	"No, I have not worked up the nerve to yet. I just hope Michael
doesn't get mad at me. I only did what I thought was right at the time that
it was starting," Benjy now begin to cry.

	"Oh HELL, I'll tell Michael what happened if he hits me I'm used to
it. Quentin came to Benjy the other night and asked if he could be whipped
until he bled. Well we don't do that type of show here anymore so Benjy
told him no..."

	"Roger, I can take it from here. Quentin wouldn't take no as an
answer and told us both that if we didn't do it for him that he would find
a john to do it to him. I knew that the two of you love each other so I
broke and said that I would do it to him. Well he told us that he wanted it
done on stage so everyone could see it so I called Marc and Daniel to get
it cleared with them so the both came to make sure that is what Quentin
wanted," Benjy began to cry again.

	"I went into the office and called out to your place I talked to
Shawn and then Andrew how told me that if it was what Quentin wanted then
do it. But about twenty minutes later Andrew and Jeremy and Shawn showed up
to make sure that it was what he wanted," he looked at me to see if he
should continue.

	"So let me get the straight, my Team knew about this as well as
your people! So the only one that didn't know what was going on was me. The
person that loves him and would do anything to protect him yet I am sitting
here with egg on my face," I looked at both of them for a moment before I
said anything else.

	"Well for the midnight show I chained him up I worked on him for a
long time biting his back and nipples hoping he gave me the stop sign but
he didn't so before I started I walked around and looked into his eyes one
last time and he told me to start. So I picked up a cat-o-nine and started
hitting his ass and the back to both legs. They were both bright red by the
time I stopped. So I picked up a 4 by 10 which means that it is four inches
thick and ten feet long..."

	"Ok, I don't see that you did anything wrong so far," I knew that
my voice was breaking because I was trying hard to hold back tears myself.

	"Well I dropped the whip unbuttoned my leather pants and proceeded
to stick my dick up his ass. I have a nine inch dick I didn't even care if
I hurt him or not I just did it to him. I proceeded to rape him I started
to bite his back I was all but ripping his dick off I was jacking him so
hard. I not only cum inside him once I cum inside him twice before pulling
it out," Benjy got up from the table walked over to the bar gabbed a bottle
of Jack Daniel's and two glasses before coming back to the table.

	"Michael, I have never seen Benjy act like he did the other
night. He was like a monster like a father raping a child that just can't
stop himself until he does damage to the child. I know I should have gone
out on stage and stopped him but I was afraid he might turn on me," he
reached over to hold Benjy's hand but Benjy pulled away.

	"Michael, I wish I could tell you what happened but I was locked
into the feeling on stage. I picked up another whip that will draw blood
and proceeded to beat his back for forty-five minutes before turning to his
front the only area I did not whip was his private area. I was horny again
so I dropped the whip walked around to his backside stuck my dick back
inside his and rode him hard three more times before pulling out. I then
licked the blood off his back down to his ass where I sucked out as much of
my, cum as I could. I have never done that to a slave before... Oh I just
lied I did it to Paulo one night, but that is not all Quentin now wants to
become a personal slave to me so I can do it to him all the time," a look
of horror on both of their faces.

	Oh my god, I thought knowing that Quentin and my stories were so
much alike so I knew that he was slipping back into the past. Just thinking
about what Benjy and Roger had just said I wanted them to do it to me
also. It must be the Christmas holiday for him also.

	"Michael the bad thing is I promised the other Slave Master's that
I would never do a show like what happened the other night. I lost my mind
as a master when I raped him repeatedly not to say that I didn't whip him
to the point of death. I showed my other Master's that I could not control
my feelings, my secret love for Quentin. I have let everyone down and
disappointed and disgraced my family and lover. So when the other Master's
arrive today I will be stepping down as head Master and leaving the
profession all together," Benjy got up ran for the front door and
disappeared.

	"I have never seen Benjy like he was the other night. He was like a
monster, the other Master's there were afraid to try and stop him. I think
this has pushed him over the edge. I think that if he doesn't get help like
right now he could end his life."

	I watched Roger sit there and say that statement. If it had been me
and Benjy just did what he did I would have been out the door right after
him but he didn't do it.

	"Roger, call Marc and have him call everyone else tell him we have
a code RED and that it is Benjy but not to page it off on the pagers. You
need to go to the house and see if Benjy is there.  Is there any other
place that he would go?" I got up and was moving toward the office area
forgetting I had my cell phone.

	"Michael, call Paulo and tell him what happened so he can be on the
look out for him his phone number is on the list by the office phone.  If
he is going to go anywhere it will be to Paulo I just hope it isn't to
late?"

	I called Paulo and everyone else I could think of, I even called
The Team and told them to have Quentin call Benjy's cell to see if he would
answer and to talk to him.

	Roger decided that he wanted to go home alone in case Benjy was
there and had did something he wanted to be the one that finds him. I left
The Little Leather Club walked down the street to Jorgenson's Office where
Daniel and Marc worked to see if they knew where Benjy might away to when
he was unset.

	As I walked in the door Margaret looked at me did not say a word to
me just yelled into the intercom for Daniel and Marc to get to her
desk. Both of them from the sound of it ran down the hall to where I was
standing.

	"So what happened with Benjy?" Daniel asked as he neared.

	I was not sure if Daniel and Marc were mad at me or not.

	"He told me what had happened with Quentin that night and how he
had promised the other Masters he would not ever do a show like that
again. He was very upset at the time and he got up and ran out of the
building saying that he was no longer a Master that he was quitting..." I
watched as both Daniel and Marc got out there cell phones flipped them
open.

	"Roger and I called Paulo and everyone that we could think of to
call to see if he was there or had contacted them. I'm sorry this happened
Daniel and Marc I didn't know what happened that night until Benjy said he
was sorry," I could no longer hold back the tears.

	"We should be the one to be saying that to you being that we all
knew what had happened and you did not. Marc I will call Benjy's cell then
I will call Capitan Morgan give him a brief update and see if him calling
Benjy will help," Daniel said.

	I was so upset with myself at the moment I didn't know what to
do. I just wanted to go home and get drunk. Having been down that path
before I knew that if I started drinking this time I would not stop for
anyone no one, even my boys, so I changed my thoughts to what Daniel was
saying on the phone...

	"Captain, its Daniel Jorgenson we have a big problem here," the
look on Daniel's face was a smile.

	"Sorry sir, the problem is Benjy. No he is ok well we think he is
we had a friend of ours go to Benjy early this week and ask, Benjy to whip
him half to death like his Master used to do to him every day until
Christmas..."

	I could hear this person yell...

	"And did Benjy do this to this person???" yelled Captain
Morgan. Daniel looked at Marc before answering the question. It was then
that Elija walked in stood silently listening.

	"Yes sir he did... He called Marc and I and also The Team. Marc and
I went to make sure everything was ok it was one of the worst shows Benjy
has ever did. I love my brother and while he was doing this he wasn't
Benjy. Now today he told the lover and said that he was no longer a Master
and ran out the door. Do you think you could find time to give his cell
phone a call and talk to him?"

	"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU MEAN HE DID IT ON STAGE?" Daniel holding the
phone away from his ear, as Capitan Morgan yelled.

	"WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE WAS NOT HIMSELF AND THAT HE WHIPPED THIS KID
ALMOST TO DEATH DID ANYONE TRY TO STOP THE LITTLE SHIT??!!" Daniel looked
at all of us before answering.

	"Capitan Morgan, nobody could have stopped Benjy until he was
done. I think he really needs help but I don't know if he will listen to
any of us. The Jorgenson family would be grateful if you could call him,"
it was then that Elija reached for the phone.

	"Daniel, for your family I would do anything," he had lowered his
voice.

	"Capitan Morgan, this is Elija Jorgenson. If you can find my son
and talk to him I will be in debt to you," he said as a tear rolled down
his cheek.

	"No Elija, your family is part of mine and will do one
better. After I hang up I will call the airport and will fly down there
this afternoon. So in return you get to fix us Christmas dinner.

	"Thanks Capitan, I will have Daniel and Marc pick you and your crew
up at the airport. It is the least I can do for you and the help that you
are giving Benjy," a look of fear crossed over Elija's face.

	The yelling began again which I felt sorry for Elija.

	"Elija, after I make contact with Benjy I will call you back."

	Roger walked into the office looked at everyone but said nothing. I
guess no news is good news when it comes to this. I was beginning to feel
guiltier that this happened even if I had nothing to do with the events up
till now. The office phone rang and everyone turned to look at Margaret.

	"Marc or Daniel, it is Paulo on line one," she said with a smile.

	Without saying a word both of them disappeared down the hall toward
there offices. It was my turn to receive a call and when I looked at the
caller ID I knew who it was. I walked down the hall toward the conference
room closed the door behind me.

	"Yes Quentin," I was not sure which direction this was going so I
listened more then talked.

	"Michael, Andrew just retuned home and said that Benjy told you
everything. Please don't be mad at him it was me that went to him and
begged- blackmailed him into doing it to me," he began crying.

	"Quentin everything will be all right but right now we need to find
Benjy, after he told me what happened he said he was no longer a Master and
walked out," I was hoping that Quentin had a answer for me.

	"Michael, I will call his cell phone other wise he will be at
Paulo's that is where he goes when he wants to feel the whip. If that is
the case they are in the basement and there is no phone down there. And if
Benjy is there Paulo has told his staff to not interrupt what is going
on. I don't know if there is any help but I hope so. Michael I just needed
to feel the whip again because I forgot what it felt like," his crying
became hard now.

	I didn't know what to say so I just listened to him cry. I did
understand what he was saying sense I have been here and seen Benjy's
show. Maybe deep down I needed to feel the whip again also.

	"Michael, I will come into town and help do what ever I can. I will
have Andrew drive me in..." there was a silence and the dial tone so I
disconnected. I stood in the middle of the room staring at my cell phone.

	I thought for a moment why is this happening now it was so long ago
that I walked away from the whip. I knew deep down that I should be in jail
for murder after killing Master but what he put me thought was nothing to
what I did for him. He was so drug induced at the time and when he asked me
to free base the cocaine for him I did it like I had so many times in the
past. I filled the syringe with the drug shoved it into his vain pulled it
out filled it with air shoved it back into his arm pushing the plunger back
in. Within moments he was dead I sat on the couch for a moment. I even
remember every word I said to him.

	"Well Sir, you can't hurt me any longer what you did to me was not
what you did to a slave I could take the whipping and the other abuse. It
was when you starting letting the dogs fuck me and the night you planned
the party to fuck me to death. You thought that I was asleep but I
wasn't..."

	A knock at the door pulled me out of my thought as I stood there
crying.  Daniel opened the door looked in at me I could not stop and I knew
it. He closed the door behind him stood in front of me I don't know why I
let him hold me but I did. The feel of his young firm body I could even
fell his hard-on which turned me on.

	"Michael, I just wanted to let you know that Paulo has not seen
Benjy or at least that is what he is telling me. I do believe him as to he
was a Slave for many years for my family deep down he is like another
brother to me. It is not your fault Michael we all knew what was going on
we didn't stop Benjy that night not that we could have anyway," he stepped
back looked at me for a moment before saying anything else.
	If I didn't get out of the this room soon I was thinking about
doing something or at least trying to do something to Daniel not that it
would solve anything.

	"Daniel, I would like to thank you for you kind words and for
holding me but if you don't let go I may try something with you that is not
needed right now," I looked deep into his eyes but didn't like what I seen.

	"It ok Michael, you need me right now and I am not taking no as an
answer," Daniel whispered.

      I watched as in one moment he took his shirt off and had mine half
unbuttoned.  I was upset at what had already happened all I wanted for him
to stop. I ran my fingers through his long black mane has he unbuttoned my
pants out falls my hard cock, in which he sucked up all the way to my pubes
hair. He brought me close to cumming several times then would back-off. I
started to pull out of his mouth so I could unbutton his pants and see what
Mr. Daniel Jorgensen was made of. Falling to my knees I unzipped his jeans
to find he did not wear underwear either. An eight inch cock was already
leaking pre-cum like a fire hose. As I sucked it in I began playing with
his ass running my finger along his crack finding his hole I began to play
with it.
     The foreplay lasted for what seem like along time but I knew that it
was only a few minutes. I wanted to fuck his ass and at this point I was
not taking no as an answer. Pulling him to his feet kissing him, before he
went over lay on the table with his legs up in the air as I entered him it
was a feeling that I will never forget as long as I live. Within moments I
was giving him my seed so I traded him places so he could have the same
feeling of lust. He did not have to be asked if he would do it to me. His
thin body moved with the grace of an angel in flight. I closed my eyes
hopping that this would not stop but within moment at the rate that he was
making love to me I knew that it would be finished. Shooting his seed deep
into my body the moment before he fell on top on me I held him until a
knock at the door brought us back to life...

     Marc stuck his head in the door looked at both of us before
entering. I could not move due to Daniel lay on top of me or I would have
dove out of the window.

     "Well did the two of you have a good time?" Marc said with a smile.
     I did not know him that well to tell if he was mad or not.
     "Captain Morgan just touched down and so did Samurai Inc. Your father
asked if we would take one of the buses and go pick everyone up. Oh yeah,
Michael I don't know if Daniel told you but we normally don't do that type
of thing. I'm not mad at Daniel or you just surprised. But Daniel has to
stop playing for now so we can pick up our guests," this time Marc smiled
at us.

     While we were getting dressed Marc watched both of us. I needed to ask
Daniel something to the point of why did this happen.

     Standing in the outer office was Whitey the sheriff who looked rather
mad about something.

     "I have had calls about Benjy he has purchased a bottle of liquor, a
new kid in town was working the counter while he was slow getting Benjy
change so Benjy threw a bottle at the kid. The kid is not hurt just
shaken. And then the ambulance was out-bound and Benjy decided he was going
to pass it running it off the road," Whitey answered his radio at the same
moment the pagers went off.

     "Whitey, I know Roger has their car so who's car is Benjy driving?"
asked Daniel.

	"Yours Daniel, I hate to admit it but that car of yours is very
fast or I'm getting slow in my old age."

	I was on call for the ambulance and so were Daniel and Margaret. We
ran for the door Margaret drove to the ambulance barn. Daniel cell phone
rang and what I got out of Daniels end of the call it was Paulo telling
Daniel that Benjy had showed up there, he was ok but not doing well.

	By the time we got to the scene the ambulance call was cancelled so
we returned and Daniel took off for Paulo's. I stood with the door opened
watching it snow it was the first time that I really seen the decorating
Peckertown did all around town.

	Andrew picked me up took me home. For the first few miles we
traveled in silence.

	"Michael, just to let you know your mother and brother have been at
the house all day. She did some decorating for the holiday season," smiling
at me. His hazel eyes sparkled when he was in a mood of mischief.

	As we walked in the door the Christmas tree was in the foyer with
gifts under like our home used to be. I smiled and it looked even better.
The gifts were from the boys to each other. There were even some from
Mother and my brother for me.

	I walked over to the envelope mother gave me picked it up looked at
it I decided that I would open it later.

	I looked at the Santa near the top that Greg had given me the first
time I went to the amusement park....


	NOTE: The next chapter with start filling everyone on what The Team
is really for plus you will find out what happens to Benjy and Quentin and
why Christopher is special to me. Please email at: Badboy_1212@mail.com if
you like it or have any ideas.