Date: Sun, 11 Feb 2007 06:29:22 -0800 (PST)
From: adm2780 <adm2780@yahoo.com>
Subject: New Horizons  Chapter Thirty-Four Revised

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Chapter Thirty-Four:  New Horizons               (Corrected 2/06/07)


"Mom," Daniel used his cell to contact his mother, "We're about thirty
minutes out.  Are you sure you want to do this?  I can take the boys to a
motel."

"Daniel," his mother answered remonstratively, "don't you dare.  I expect
you and those boys here.  Dinner is already in the oven"

"Okay, as long as you and Arthur are comfortable with it.  We don't want to
put you out any."

"Daniel, we're both looking forward to them being here.  It's been a long
time since I heard the sound of children laughing in my home.  We'll take
care of them; you just get them here."

"Love you, Mom."

"Love you too, dear."

Daniel turned the cell phone off and turned to see the boys looking at him
and smiling.

When he gave the shrug of 'what' the boys snickered, some openly laughed.

"Some one want to let me in on the joke?" Daniel asked.

"Mr. Dan'l, we just can't wait to hear what kind of stories your mom's
going to tell us."

Daniel understood the boys' enthusiasm.  He knew it would be too much to
expect his mother to not tell any stories.  He also knew that whatever his
mother said, it wouldn't be too embarrassing and would probably help to let
the boys know his life wasn't so different than theirs; that is, when the
boys had a normal home.  When the vans turned into the driveway, Daniel
smiled when he heard the boys' reactions.

The vans turned into a circular driveway that passed through wrought-iron
gates.  The driveway led to a white stucco house with barrel-tile roof.
The design was Mediterranean, typical of the area, with lush foliage.  Set
back approximately one hundred feet from the road, the house could only be
seen through the gates due to the six- foot high wall along the front.  The
wall extended down the sides of the yard and rose to eight feet once behind
the front corner of the house, giving maximum security and privacy to the
residents.  The entrance to the home was through a small courtyard
dominated by a three-tiered fountain.

The house was shaped like the letter 'H' with the horizontal bar, being the
entry foyer and family room, closer to the front.  Outside, behind the
family room was a large swimming pool with a diving board and slide.
Behind the pool was a small guest house/cabana that was flanked by lush
landscaping surrounding seating areas.  Each seating area had a fountain
similar to, but smaller than, the fountain in the entry courtyard.  The
pool was flanked by a large patio-deck bounded on one side by the bedroom
wing and on the other by the wing housing the garage, study and game room.
All rooms in the wings opened onto the central courtyard and pool.

When the vans stopped in front of the house, the boys got out and stood
near the vehicles, waiting on directions from Daniel.  Daniel had the boys
gather in a single group so he could address them.  He told the boys they
should address his mother as Ms. Linda and her husband, Daniel's
stepfather, as Mr. Arthur.  They would stay here for the entire tour.  Each
morning they would drive to the speaking appointment and the television
station and return here in the afternoons.  The house was large enough for
everyone to be comfortable and there was quiet space for the boys to do
their homework.  This last announcement elicited groans from most of the
boys.  While he spoke, Linda and Arthur walked up and stood behind Daniel.

"Daniel," Linda began, "Aren't you going to greet your dear old mom?"

Daniel turned on hearing her voice and embraced his mother.  He then shook
hands with Arthur.  Linda and Arthur were married shortly after Daniel was
freed and adopted by Dr.  Thompson.  Arthur and Daniel never had the
opportunity to spend a great deal of time together to develop a really
close relationship.  However, the time they did have together allowed them
to get to know one another and become good friends.  Linda, of course,
being the strongest bond between the two men.  Another common bond was that
Arthur fully supported Daniel's views on slavery and the initiative to
change many of the laws to protect children and families.

While Daniel greeted his mother, Danny walked over and took his hand.
Linda saw the boy and used a mother's instincts to make him feel welcome.

"Hi there, young man," Linda said as she bent over to look Danny in the
eye, "You are a sweetie.  I bet you're Danny, right?"

Daniel watched his mother take full control of Danny.  He also watched
Danny turn on his five year old charm with that instant smile and tilt of
the head.  Danny was wrapping Linda around his finger.  While Linda and
Danny talked, Ryan stepped up.

"Danny," Linda said as she turned to Ryan, "is this your friend?" Danny
nodded. "What's your name, sweetie?"

"Ryan," he answered in almost a whisper and acting very shy.

"How old are you, Ryan?"

"Fiiiiiive," he answered drawing out the single syllable, as little ones
will sometimes do.

"Well, boys, I think that if we went inside, I just might know where
there's a special jar full of homemade cookies.  Would you like a cookie?"

The boys answered with bright smiles and happy eyes.  Linda took each boy
by the hand and walked them inside.

"Daniel," she called back over her shoulder, "Would you and the boys care
to join us?"

Linda, Danny and Ryan emerged from the kitchen with the boys holding a
cookie in each hand.  All the boys stood in the entry foyer, mesmerized by
the home.  Linda told the other boys that they normally had dinner in the
mid-afternoon on Sunday.  This meant dinner would be in about an hour and a
half.  Anyone wanting a snack could help themselves to the fruit and
goodies spread on the breakfast bar.  Ryan suddenly hollered out "Look" to
everyone and ran through the family room towards the backyard.  Linda
smiled when she realized Ryan had spotted the sliding board that ended just
above the pool.  Danny ran over to join his friend and then looked back to
Daniel expectantly.

"Danny, would you and Ryan like to go in the pool?"  Linda knew the answer
before the question was asked.  When the boys nodded enthusiastically, she
held out her hands for them and Ryan ran to her.  Linda then told all the
boys to feel free to use the pool.  When the boys looked sheepish and
started mumbling to themselves, she realized the problem.

Linda began undressing Ryan while she talked to the other boys.  "Boys, let
me tell you a little secret.  When Daniel was little," these words brought
smiles to several faces anticipating finding out a little secret regarding
Daniel, "we had a swimming pool which he thought he should live in.  He did
stay in it most of the time.  He didn't like wearing wet clothes, so Daniel
skinny-dipped most of the time.  He also managed to run around the
neighborhood naked most of the time.  What was unusual with Daniel was not
to see him naked, but to find him wearing clothes.  Daniel was our
neighborhood streaker."  The boys immediately turned and taunted Daniel who
made it a point to thank his mother for the tidbit of information.

"Boys, I also have three step-grandsons ages eight, ten and thirteen.
They've managed to pick up where Daniel left off.  I'm trying to tell you
we are accustomed to having naked boys running around here and it doesn't
bother us a bit.  In fact, don't be surprised to find Mr. Arthur out there
with you at some point; he loves to skinny dip."  Most of the boys smiled
at this point, several blushed.  By the time Linda finished telling the
story she had both Danny and Ryan naked and ready to go.  She told both
boys to find an older boy to go with them, and they were ready to swim.

***

Arthur and Daniel retired to Arthur's study.  Arthur had been conducting
some research for Daniel related to the upcoming debate with David Arnold.
The research was related primarily to Arnold's background and family
activities.  Before Arthur told Daniel the results of his research, he
advised him that they had contacted Mark's parents and they were expected
to join them for dinner.  Daniel let Arthur know this was a surprise for
Mark.  When he had called his parents, they had told him they would be out
of town.

The two men reviewed the material Arthur had uncovered and were satisfied
the information they were given was accurate.  The key now was to obtain
hard evidence that could be used in the debate.  The standard set was the
same that was normally applied to evidence to be introduced in court.

"Daniel, we've already ordered up most of the data we need to backup these
findings.  However, this is a lot of information to try and fit into a
one-hour session; particularly if half that time is used to field questions
from the audience."

"I know, Arthur, that's why we talked about challenging this David Arnold
to a series of debates.  We thought a challenge to a series of five debates
at ninety-minutes each.  The debates would be spread two to three weeks
apart.  What do you think?"  Since Arthur was an experienced and highly
respected civil trial attorney, his advice was invaluable to Daniel.

"Structured properly, I think the series of debates would work in your
favor.  In my business, we call it layering.  You know what the overall
argument is, and then you design a presentation where you present a little
at a time.  You want the listener to hear what you say, think about it, and
then come to the same conclusion you have.  If you try to present all this
data at one time, it will overpower most listeners and they'll either not
hear or forget a good portion of the information.

Daniel, if you can get this David Arnold to accept the challenge, I could
let you have the use of a couple of our paralegals to do research and help
structure the presentation."

"Arthur, that would be wonderful.  I have a pretty good idea of how I want
to approach this man and present the challenge.  I also have a good idea of
the subject matter I think we should address.  What about the time frame I
suggested.  Do you think I'm stretching them out too long between debates?"

"In this case, no I don't.  Particularly if you follow through with the
proposed visual we discussed.  In this situation, if I were to go into
court, I would want to take full advantage of the visual impact.  It's very
much like the old saying of a picture is worth a thousand words; show the
picture to the right people and you've won the argument.  The time frame
will also give us time to gather more physical evidence for your final
disclosure.

"Daniel, have you discussed this latest idea with your board?"

"Oh yes.  They fully understand and support the final impact.  Their
concerns were that we are very careful about picking up the evidence and
making sure we have the hard data to support the claim.  I think that as
long as we are thorough and don't push too hard, we can get this done."

While Daniel and Arthur spoke in the study, Danny left the pool area in
search of his protector.  Both men noticed the door to the study move and
turned to see a little water rat with a big smile peeking around the
corner.  Daniel motioned for Danny to come in and stood him in front of the
desk while he retrieved a towel.  Once Danny was wrapped in the towel he
sat in Daniel's lap, enjoying the attention he received while he was dried.
He took the opportunity to use a little more of his innocent charm on
Arthur.

"Daniel, looks as though you have an admirer there.  This is the boy that
introduces the group when you travel, isn't he?"

"Yes, this is Danny.  Danny, can you say hello to Mr. Arthur?"

"Hi," Danny said shyly but with a big smile and that tilt of the head.

"With that smile, I understand why he does the introduction.  I bet he
doesn't have a bit of trouble wrapping a lot of people around his finger."

"No, he doesn't," Daniel responded, "He started working on me the first day
I saw him.  He also mingles with the audience when I have a speaking
engagement.  All it takes is for this little guy to turn on his natural
charm and for me to ask if anyone thinks he should be sold into slavery to
pay someone else's debt.  Occasionally, I'll ask if there's anyone that
would refuse to provide food for him.  So far, no one has answered 'yes'."

While the men were talking, Linda entered the room carrying another water
rat wrapped in a towel.  "Do you boys know you've been in here for over an
hour?  We should have guests coming soon.

"Daniel, it might help the boys be more comfortable if you would show them
the game room.  I think most boys enjoy playing billiards or air-hockey.
Also, I thought if the boys want, I'd set up the table out by the pool.  A
few of the boys have been in the pool and if they're more comfortable
sitting out there, that's fine with us.  They won't have to bother putting
any clothes back on either."

"Mom," Daniel said, "Let the boys help you.  They aren't accustomed to
being waited on all the time and would feel better if they did something.
Are you sure you don't mind if they just sit out there naked and eat?"

"Daniel," responded Linda, "That's a silly question.  I let you do it all
the time.  They just seem relaxed right now and I don't want them to worry
about possibly messing up anything in the dining room.  Let them be
comfortable.  After seeing their tans I think they like being naturally
comfortable.  Mark's in the pool with them.  I wonder how he'll react when
his parents get here and he's skinny dipping?"

"Should be interesting, Mom."

***

When the doorbell chimed Daniel had a pretty good idea who the guests were
and answered rather than waiting on his Mother or Arthur.  When he opened
the door he faced a man and woman in their mid to late forties, well
groomed, and with an attractive appearance.  Daniel stepped outside and
closed the door about half way so people inside the house could not see.

"Mr. and Mrs. Walters?"

"Yes, and you are?" replied Mr. Walters.

"Daniel Thompson.  Nice to meet you."

"Daniel!" responded Mr. Walters, "The pleasure is all ours, I assure you.
There's no way we can ever thank you enough for what you've done for Mark.
If not for you, we wouldn't have a son now."

"That's right," contributed Mrs. Walters, "When we get a letter from him or
speak to him on the phone he can't say enough good about you.  We were so
delighted when your mother called and invited us over today so we could
meet you."

"Well, thank you," an almost blushing Daniel answered, "This is supposed to
be a surprise for Mark; we didn't tell him you were coming.  When we step
in you will be able to see the pool straight ahead.  I should warn you that
several of the boys are in the pool, skinny dipping, and Mark's with them."

Mr. Walters looked a little surprised, but Mrs. Walters just laughed and
said, "Daniel, I wouldn't miss this for anything.  We should really be able
to embarrass him.  Oh, Daniel, before we go in, it's John and Elaine."

As John and Elaine entered the house, Daniel put his finger to his lips to
signal Linda and the boys to be quiet.  Mark was in the pool, in all his au
natural glory with his back to the patio door.  When he noticed the boys
looking over his shoulder at something behind him, he turned to see what
had their attention.

"MOM!  DAD!" Mark cried out excitedly.  He practically jumped across the
pool and pulled himself up on the deck to hug his parents.  He planned on
calling them after the boys were in bed that night.  This was a pleasant
surprise because they could now meet the man he often talked about and who
saved him from a life of slavery.  Mark hugged his Mom, and then his Dad.
When he returned to his mom to hug her again she told him to be careful and
not get her too wet.  Mark suddenly realized he was naked; worse, he was
naked in front of his mother.

'OH my God," Mark cried out.  Without thinking, Mark dove in the pool, and
splashed water on anyone nearby, including his parents.  When he surfaced
and realized what he had done, he was even more embarrassed.  The boys
around the pool were in hysterics, pointing at Mark.

Daniel stepped to the side of the pool and handed Mark a towel.  "Take this
Mark, although I don't know why, there's nothing left to hide."  Everyone
had a good laugh at Mark's expense.

The other boys seemed to suddenly sense their nakedness and made sure the
lower portion of their bodies was under water.  Elaine told the other boys
not to be so silly.  After all, with Mark and his friends around, she had
seen plenty of naked boys and it didn't bother her so it shouldn't bother
them; they were to continue having a good time.  As she turned from the
pool she told the boys that if they had time she would tell them a few
stories about Mark when he was their age.  It seems Mark used to play all
sorts of naked 'dare' games outside with his friends, and not always in the
privacy of his yard.

Mark looked at his mother, astonished, and said under his breath, "I'm
dead. She talks and I'll never have any peace with those boys".

***

Elaine joined Linda in the kitchen and helped put the final preparations on
the dinner.  The adults ate in the formal dining room while the boys, naked
and wet, enjoyed their dinner by the pool.  The atmosphere was relaxed and
jovial with both Linda and Elaine telling stories on their sons.  Each lady
seemed to want to one-up the other with an embarrassing story.  Mark and
Daniel accepted their fate.

The boys stayed by the pool.  They were accustomed to being naked around
clothed adults and didn't give their natural comfort a second thought.  The
little ones ate what they were served and decided they wanted to find
something else to occupy their time.  The other boys all had seconds and
two of the older boys, being in their mid-teens and possessing stomachs
that stretched from the tip of their toes to just below their eyeballs, had
thirds.

Linda and Elaine remarked that the boys had stopped eating.  Daniel
corrected them and said those older boys didn't eat, they funneled.  Danny
and Ryan chased each other around the pool.  When Linda stuck her head
outside and asked if anyone wanted desert, she was surprised at the
unknowing stares.  She quickly clarified the matter by telling them desert
was strawberry shortcake.  All faces lit up, followed by offers to help
clear the table and serve.

Danny and Ryan ate the strawberries and whipped cream, leaving the cake.
The boys then wandered inside.  Danny walked up to Daniel, standing between
him and his mother, and took his hand; Ryan walked over and stood by
Elaine.  Both ladies soon had a little boy sitting in their laps.  It was a
question of who enjoyed the attention more, the boys or the ladies.  When
it was time to clear the table Daniel took Danny, and Mark took Ryan.  The
men, except for Jeff, who went outside to supervise the other boys, retired
to the study.

Arthur and John, both being professionals, soon discovered they had a
number of mutual acquaintances.  Daniel explained, in detail, the
appearances the group would make this week, ending with the debate with
David Arnold in West Palm on Thursday.  Daniel did not reveal the
information they had obtained on Arnold and what they were planning on
doing with that data.  Daniel did explain his hope to be able to present
some visual evidence and the impact he hoped it would have.  To achieve
this Daniel would need the assistance of someone in the slave trade.

John fully understood Daniel's dilemma.  After explaining that he knew some
people who had connections in the trade and fellow accountants who had
clients in the trade, he offered his assistance.  John felt this was the
least he could do for Daniel.  The men discussed the details of the plan
and lost track of time.  Before they were able to complete their
discussion, Elaine knocked on the door to let her husband know it was time
to leave.

When Elaine walked out by the pool to say goodbye to the boys, they
reminded her she promised to tell them stories about Mark.  Elaine was
happy to talk to the boys.  While they talked, Mark asked his father to
step over to one of the sitting areas.

"Dad," Mark began nervously, "There's something I need to talk to you
about."  John gave his son a fatherly squeeze on the shoulder with a
reassuring look. "Dad, when I was in jail, you know, waiting to be
enslaved, well some things happened and they weren't good.  One day I was
assigned to clean the fountain in the park across from the governor's
office.  A free man demanded that I go with him and he used me for his
pleasure.  As a slave and him a free man, it was his right.  Dad, he fucked
me.  Somebody saw it and when I got back to the jail, well, five guys gang
raped me.  There was no way I could report it to the authorities because
two of them were guards.  If I'd squealed, the price would have been pretty
bad."  John didn't say anything.  He put his arm around his son's shoulder
and pulled him close, holding him tight.  While John held him, Mark decided
to tell his dad everything.

"Dad, there's more.  You know I'm part of the staff.  I'm here on this trip
to help take care of the boys.  I'm also kind of like one of them; I'm
chipped.  I'm not chipped like the state does a slave.  These chips are to
help protect us.  If we are ever picked up for some reason, when the police
or even a hospital does a scan, they pick up the chip.  The chip tells them
we're part of New Horizons and lets them know who to call.  I told you
about Evan and what happened to him right after we got to Fort Ogden.
Daniel tracked the chip to find him.  The vet that had Evan, picked up on
the chip and got the number to call Daniel.  It saved Evan's life.  The
chip can be removed when it's time with no problems."

John looked at his son, keeping an arm around him to hold him close.  "Son,
there's been three great days in my life and only one bad one.  The first
great day was the day your mother said she would be my wife.  The second
great day was the day you were born.  The worst day was the day they told
me you were to be enslaved and I would no longer have a son.  I don't think
I could ever fully explain my feelings when I was told I would no longer
have a son.  It was like part of me died or disappeared.

"Most kids don't realize that a father views his son as an extension of
himself.  All the things he dreamed of doing but didn't; a father knows the
son will succeed where he failed.  He doesn't just believe it, he knows it.
Without a son, there was no dream.  That day, part of my soul died.  After
that came the third great day.

"The third great day, well, I guess that's a toss up.  One would be the day
you called from the governor's office.  I knew I wouldn't lose my son.
More importantly, I knew my son would have a good future.  At that point,
my dreams that I saw fulfilled through you no longer mattered.  What
mattered was that you would be free and have the opportunity to pursue your
own dreams."

"And, what was the other one?" Mark asked.

"Today, son, today.  The fact that you had enough faith in me to have this
conversation meant everything.  You see that boy standing over by the
diving board?  The boy with the big smile listening so intently to your
mother?"

"Yes, sir, that's Kevin," Mark responded.

"Well, he's been watching us real close.  My guess is that he might be more
than just one of the boys."  John could feel Mark tense up with that
statement.  "Mark, believe it or not, I was your age once.  I remember what
it was like, especially having those spells where you would be all horned
up twenty-four hours a day."

"Dad!?" an astonished Mark said.

"Mark, can you sit here and honestly tell me there's not something going on
between the two of you?"  Mark shook his head but couldn't look his dad in
the eye. "You know, why don't we apply a little common sense?  There's over
one hundred boys in that camp.  All except staff members run around naked
all the time.  Most are teens going through puberty.  I'd bet at least half
of them walk around half-erect most of the time.  I'd also be willing to
bet they play games, sexual games, quite a bit.  It's just not done on a
stage.  Am I close so far?"  Mark nodded and whispered a sheepish yes.

"Mark, you're still a teen and I'm guessing you have raging hormones and
desires like any other boy.  If there's one there that you are friendlier
with than others, it wouldn't surprise me if the two of you gave each other
a little relief and pleasure.  You're normal, horny boys that need to get
their nut once in a while. I read somewhere once that 80-85% of men dream
of having sex with another male at some time, but more particularly when
they are between fourteen and twenty-five; more than half do it."  Mark
looked at his dad, shocked at the blatant statement of fact.

"Believe it or not, Mark, fathers are not nearly as ignorant as most boys
seem to think.  It's just that we understand our son's wanting to
experiment and learn.  We understand that sometimes it's difficult to just
sit down and talk to us.  We have a pretty good idea when our sons have
been up to something, but we also know that for the most part it's
harmless.  I'd rather know that you're over there, even if you are engaging
in man-to-man sex for satisfaction, than think of you being a sex toy for
some sadistic master for the rest of your life.  There's still time for you
to make your choices.  By the way, did I ever tell you that I love you?"

Mark looked at his dad then turned and put both arms around him.  John held
his son while both father and son shed more than one tear.  There was no
need for words.  After a few minutes the two continued to talk.

Mark told his dad that he was getting his classes caught up and had a good
chance to make the Dean's list.  Mark explained in detail his duties at New
Horizon and how he hoped that, one day, he could contribute more.  Prior to
meeting Daniel, he went to school because he didn't know what else to do.
Now, he put more effort into his studies in order to achieve a goal.

While the two talked they glanced over to Kevin and could see him watching
them.  John asked his son to signal Kevin to join them.  Kevin walked over,
nervously.

"Dad, this is Kevin."

"Hello, Kevin, it's nice to meet you."

"Thank you, sir.  It's good to meet you."  Kevin accepted and returned a
firm, but not too firm, handshake.

"Kevin, Mark and I have been having a real heart to heart father and son
talk.  He's pretty much told me about you and him together." Kevin shifted
nervously. "There's something I wanted to tell him and I thought you should
hear it, too.  I neither condone nor condemn what the two of you are doing.
I do understand it and I accept it.  Mark is my son and I will always love
him dearly.  I just hope that now he's learned to listen when I try to tell
him something.  The only thing I will ask of either of you is that you be
careful; be aware of what you're doing, and don't get hurt."

"Yes, sir."

***

The boys laughed and enjoyed the stories Elaine told on her son.  As Mark
and his dad joined the group Elaine told the boys she could share only one
more story.  Elaine told how Mark and his friends liked to skinny-dip in
the pool and found every conceivable reason to stay naked.  Because of
their ages it was not against the law and she let him do it most of the
time.  "However, there were some things they were not supposed to do but he
and his best friend, Donald, would usually dare one another into doing
something they thought was naughty.

"One of their favorite things to do was either play basketball or race each
other in the pool.  The looser had to kiss the winner's bottom; that was a
kiss on each cheek.  One day the two played and at the end walked around to
the front yard.  I was in the house and watched them through the window.
One boy stood with his bottom stuck out while the other had to get on his
knees, place his hands behind his back and kiss each cheek. Now remember,
this was in the front yard where anyone going by could see them.  The
kisses could not be little pecks.  The one doing the kissing had to hold
the kiss.  I found out that once the kiss was placed, the boy doing the
kissing had to count up to a specified number.  When he got to that number,
he then repeated the process on the other cheek. Since I was inside, I was
unable to hear the count."  Elaine turned to her son.

"Mark, I always wanted to ask.  How long did you have to hold that kiss on
Donald's butt before you could kiss the other cheek?"

"MOM!"  Mark turned a crimson red while the boys were left in hysterics.

On the way out John said something to Daniel that was apparently intended
to be between them.  The men shook hands and made tentative plans to talk
again the next afternoon.  When Mark's parents were gone, everyone took a
deep breath and agreed it had been a busy, but rewarding, afternoon.

Earlier Danny and Ryan had fallen asleep in Mark and Daniel's arms and had
been laid on the study sofa to nap.  Now it was time to get them up or
there would be no getting them to sleep later.  Daniel decided he would
join the boys; Arthur said he would follow.  Both men were going
skinny-dipping with all the boys.

In the pool Danny and Ryan were used as beach balls.  The men tossed them
back and forth, deliberately allowing them to fall in the water half the
time.  Both boys squealed and giggled till they were exhausted.  The older
boys enjoyed teasing Mark about the stories his mom had told and expended
energy staying out of Mark's reach.  Before anyone realized it, time
slipped by and it was time for bed.

"Mark," Daniel called out, "Your dad and I had a brief talk before he left.
He told me that the two of you had an intense father and son talk.  He
asked me if you and Kevin could stay in the guest house tonight; said you'd
understand the message.  Tell Kev not to worry about the little ones, I'll
take care of them tonight.  Thad and Clay can stay in the front room; they
shouldn't bother you."  Mark looked at Daniel and could only smile and nod
his head.  To do more would have revealed more emotion than Mark wanted to
share at that time.

The remaining boys were divided between two guest rooms and the game room.
Arthur had purchased air mattresses for the boys.  With the boys' help
everyone was accommodated for the evening.

*** "Mark," Kevin asked, "How'd you get Mr. Dan'l to let us have this room?
I thought you and Jeff might be out here."

"I didn't get Mr. Dan'l to do anything," Mark replied, "Kevin, my dad
arranged this with Daniel.  I told him everything this afternoon, including
about you and me.  It's his way of letting us know everything's okay."

The two young men stepped into the shower and enjoyed feeling the warm
water massage their bodies.  They relaxed, holding one another and savoring
this treat.  When they had thoroughly bathed and towel dried one another,
they enjoyed the feel of fresh linens and a soft mattress, wrapped in one
another's arms.

"Mark, you're lucky.  Not many dads would react the way your's did."

"I know.  Maybe it's like he said, not many dads experience losing their
son and their dreams to slavery and then having them returned.  He just
wants me to be happy.  Funny thing, if I'd listened to him when I was
younger I probably wouldn't have wound up in so much trouble.  Not me,
though; I thought I knew everything."

"Are you gonna talk all night or do what your dad knew we'd do in here?
I've got a butt plug with me and I'm just itching to feel you take its
place."

The boys took turns sucking the other's tongue and feeling every inch of
their youthful bodies.  Kevin especially enjoyed it when Mark would twist
and nibble at his nipples, then give him a tongue bath.  When Mark reached
Kevin's groin, Kevin always enjoyed it when he licked and suckled his
genitals, savoring them as a delicacy before moving around back to the
valley of pleasure.

Tonight, two young men free of inhibitions and guilt of how family would
react, and would get acquainted with the intimate details of his lover's
body.

Kevin lay on his back, his hands behind his knees pulling his legs far
back.  Mark bathed and sucked on the younger boy's treasure hole, savoring
its sweet scent and marveling at how the hole pulsed with desire.  The
younger boy's moans and sharp breaths reinforcing the need each had for the
other.  When he felt he could no longer control himself, Mark inserted the
plug, twisted the ring and released the lubricant.  After making sure his
lover was well prepared, he placed Kevin's legs on his shoulders and slowly
penetrated the boy.

"Ohhhhhhh, yyyeeeesssssss...let me have it...that's soooooo
niiiiccce...ohhh...ooohhh fuuuuuck
yeeeah...eeeeaaasssyyyy...yeeeeaaaah...you feeeel soooo good...moooore,
.give me it allll...fuuuuuck...mmmmmmpppphhhh...mmmmppphhh...mmppphhh"

Mark used a slow pistoning rhythm to please his partner and enjoyed seeing
the pure pleasure radiating from his face.  He'd pull out till only the
head remained and then start a slow, oh so slow, penetration.  Kevin moaned
and begged for more when he felt the tortuously slow withdrawal that made
his guts feel like he was being pulled inside out.

"Ohhhhhh yyeeeeaaaah...mmmmppphhh... AAAAAHHHHHH!!!..."

Without warning Mark didn't repeat the slow penetration, but plunged in
deep, hard and fast, sending Kevin to new levels of ecstasy and causing him
to yell out.

The scene would be repeated more than once before the two rested, wrapped
in one another's arms.

                                                                ***

Thad put his brother Jack on the air mattress and covered him with a sheet.
The eight year old had had a big day.  It was fun for him, but he was
exhausted.  As was his normal routine, Thad sat beside his brother and told
him a story of what it had been like with their mom and dad.  Before the
story was ended, Jack was sound asleep.

"Thad," Clay said, "That was real nice.  Not many brothers would take the
trouble to do that."

"Well," Thad responded, "The kid doesn't have much to remember.  We were on
the streets for almost two years, till Mr. Dan'l found us.  At least now I
won't have to worry about him getting beat up or having to sell his butt to
buy food.  I did it; I don't want him to."

"Don't you have another brother?"

"Nope, there's just the two of us.  That's Timmy, another boy in our group,
that had two brothers.  They're his brothers, but we all kinda looked out
for 'em.  Louis, his youngest brother, is the same age as Jack.  The middle
brother, Alex, is twelve.  It was only about a week before Mr. Dan'l got us
that Timmy found out Alex was goin' out and givin' blow jobs.  You talk
about mad.  When Timmy found out he called Alex a slut and hit him hard
enough to knock him down.  A couple of the guys grabbed him and held him
till he settled down.

When he settled down he held his brother, both of 'em were crying.  Timmy
kept sayin' how sorry he was for hittin' Alex, and Alex kept sayin' how
sorry he was for goin' out.  The kid was tryin' to help and he didn't do
anything others his age hadn't done.  Timmy just wanted to protect him as
long as he could and hope for a miracle."

"Sounds like Timmy really loves his brothers."

"Yeah, he does.  Listen, you gonna yap all night or you gonna do somethin'
'bout my hair.  It got all fucked up in the pool."

Clay had mixed some of the highlight to freshen Thad's hair.  He stood
behind the boy, carefully adding the color.  As he moved, the head of his
dick brushed against the soft, smooth skin on Thad's back.  Each touch was
like a shock of electricity jolting it's way through Clay's body.  Thad
didn't object, and Clay moved to increase his pleasure.  Thad felt Clay
brushing against him and was getting goose bumps and tingling feelings
throughout his body.  One area of his body in particular was rising to the
occasion.

"Clay, stand around front and you might get it on straighter."

Clay knew he was half-hard and didn't want to stand so Thad could see him.
Thad reached back and, placing a hand on Clay's hip, pulled the young boy
around.  Thad smiled when he saw Clay's excitement and the droplet.
Placing a hand on each side of Clay's hip, Thad used his tongue to pleasure
Clay. Clay's body froze with the sudden flash of pleasure.  Thad continued
to hold him and bathe the fourteen year old tool standing erect before
him. When Thad could feel Clay's body shaking with excitement and
anticipation, he leaned back on the bed, pulling Clay on top of him.

Thad rolled them on their sides and pulled Clay's leg over his hip.  Thad
could now massage the magic hole and give his friend pleasures learned
through experience.  Clay lay back, allowing the other boy to devour him.
This is what Clay loved, to have someone take control and take their
pleasure while pleasing him.  Clay knew he was a natural bottom and
regretted not having any lube.  He let Thad know they had no lube to use
tonight, but tomorrow would be different.

"That's okay. I can pleasure you tonight, and tomorrow night I'm gonna plow
that pretty little butt."

"Promise?" Clay teased.

While the two boys enjoyed one another they heard Kevin cry out in pleasure
and laughed.  Kevin's cry also awakened Jack who now lay on the mattress
listening to his big brother and Clay.  Jack was sad because no one would
hold him.  He wanted so desperately to be held and loved.  He decided that
when the two boys went to sleep he would sneak up on the bed and spoon
himself into his brother for the rest of the night.

***

Daniel held two sleepy little boys in the shower, rinsing off the chlorine
from the pool.  Both boys were ready to fall asleep in his arms.  After he
cleaned the boys, they just sat while Daniel took a quick shower.  After
all were dry he put the two boys on one side of the double bed and he lay
on the other.  Before he could finish settling in, he felt sharp five year
old knees climbing over him and another warm body snuggling against his
back.  Daniel rolled on his back and both boys snuggled close, forming
their nest for the night.  Daniel knew that sharp elbows and sharp knees
found on almost all five year olds would not let him rest tonight.


End Chapter Thirty -Four

To Be Continued; comments welcome, contact Dwight Wilson at
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