Date: Sun, 11 May 2014 10:27:52 +0000
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Father's Curse Pt.8

			     A Father's Curse
				 Chapter 8

John kept a watchful eye on the two boys for the remainder of the holiday
to make sure they really were happy with the sexual side of their
relationship with Grant and Ross. He installed a hidden camera in Michael's
suite to watch one sex session with the two bodyguards. He justified it by
thinking that he had seen all the rape tapes before so this was ok. By the
end of the session he was comfortable, completely. His son was a little
nymphomaniac apparently loving to be spit roasted and taking Grant's
monster in his arse with obvious delight. Surprising really, but John was
now content with the situation. He knew the two guards would protect his
two with their lives and that was all that mattered. He was still so proud
of Michael for his fortitude in shaking off his ordeal and the way he was
shaping up as a serious academic and as a person, the sex side didn't
register as important as long it was healthy and consensual.

The camera was removed and John went about his work with an easy mind.

The boys went back to college and John decided to tour his other offices,
especially the one in Cairo. He took Alex with him because security in the
Middle East was still a high priority. They had been in Cairo for two days
making sure that the onsite manager was getting everything right. Alex
walked in to the manager's office where John was talking and motioned that
he wanted to talk in private to his boss.

"Ahmed, could you leave Alex and me for a few minutes?"

Alone with his security chief, John raised an eyebrow.

"Security are holding a man at reception who wants to see you. He says his
name is Mohammed Morcas."

John visibly paled before pulling himself together.

"Any idea what he wants?"

"No John, he would only say that he wants to talk to you."

"Oh well, as long as he will accept being frisked I guess you had better
let him come up."

"Alright, John, but I am armed and will remain with you whatever he says."

The man that entered the office a few minutes later was definitely an older
version of Sharif, but with much softer looks. This didn't look like the
son or brother of a brutal fanatic.

"Thank you for seeing me Mr. Leyton, I doubted you would, knowing your
relationship with my father."

"I nearly didn't, but I guessed you would find some way of talking to me if
you felt the need, so what can I do for you?"

"Can I first of all tell you that I know what my father and brother
organised with regard to your son and his friend as revenge for beating him
in the media deal that you won."

John nodded for him to continue.

"My younger brother sent me copies of the tapes my father sent you, and he
told me what they intended to do to both of those boys eventually. I also
know that a rescue bid was made and was successful because my sources tell
me your son and his friend are at college.

My father was a very bitter man after you beat him, and my brother was a
sadistic fanatic who had killed many innocent people with his terrorist
cronies.

What I would like to know so that I can normalise my family's life is what
happened to the two of them and my cousin?"

"I'm not sure it would be very wise of me to make any comment to that
Mr. Morcas, even if I knew."

The man looked appealingly at John.

"I am assuming that the raid on my father's island stronghold was made at
your instigation, nothing else makes any sense as your son and his friend
were rescued. I know that my three relatives were evil men and you have
probably done the world a favour if you eliminated them. I just need to
know because until I do I cannot take over my father's businesses and
support our family properly."

John looked searchingly at this young man who didn't appear to be seeking
revenge, just knowledge, so despite Alex shaking his head he asked Mohammed
to sit down and offered him coffee which was accepted.

"You know the whole of your father's plans for my son as did I so you can
probably guess that my assault team were told to press home the attack on
Farur Island with extreme prejudice. They left no man alive.

"I know that, Sir, but my relations were not among the dead."

John thought, `damn', and on the spot decided to come clean.

"I won't give you details, but the main perpetrators of the abduction were
executed and buried at sea, that included your relations."

Mohammed nodded, "That was probably the best end for them. The world will
be a better place without them."

He stood up then, put out his hand to John and said, "Thank you Mr. Leyton,
I won't bother you again and nor will anyone else in my family."

Alex showed him out and returned to talk to John.

"I still think we should stay alert, particularly in this part of the
world."

"I agree Alex, but I don't think that young man will cause us any
problems."

The matter was left to rest. The manager was called back in and John tied
up the loose ends with him before moving on to other operations.

The return to the home office was done with John satisfied his empire was
still good.

He spoke regularly to Michael and received regular reports from the dean on
the two boys. Life was good, and didn't look like changing. The next three
years passed the same. The boys holidayed on the yacht in different parts
of the world, never without their two bodyguards. The new stewards on the
yacht were newly trained high school graduates who would bend over
backwards to keep plumb jobs like this one but they spent more time bent
over forwards than they expected, but as both were gay they had no problem
accepting the advances of two very sexy college graduates, and not
infrequently their two bodyguards. Being allowed to top and bottom was so
much fun with these sexy men.

John became slightly alarmed at the actions of his son until he had
discussed them with a psychiatrist. Once again he was assured there was no
problem with Michael's actions in their present form.He was, quite simply a
nymphomaniac.

On graduation, Jack allowed the boys to have their own house and no one was
surprised when the bodyguards became more involved in the business
activities of the boys, and the ships stewards became house staff.  John
monitored their activity and accepted that things were not going to expand
beyond the six.

Michael and Jay thought that their lives were just about perfect now.

				  The End
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