Date: Thu, 26 Apr 2007 16:47:35 -0700 (PDT)
From: adm2780 <adm2780@yahoo.com>
Subject: New Horizons  Chapter Forty-Six

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Chapter Forty-Six: New Horizons


Daniel watched as the sun began to light up the sky while he swam laps.  He
didn't sleep well and was still on edge long before day-break.  Tired of
looking at the ceiling and tossing and turning in his bed, he rose and
walked outside.  This morning Daniel did something he hadn't done in a
long, long time.  Daniel strolled the grounds, viewing the playgrounds,
garden and grove while as naked as the day he was born.  He didn't know
why, but this morning he needed to feel the cool air pass over his skin.
He longed to feel the warmth of the suns rays.  It had been one helluva
night, and he needed something different.

Josh's last question placed Daniel in an emotional turmoil.  The boy was
asking for advice and help.  How do you tell a boy that his father is a
complete ass-hole who should be enslaved himself for abandoning his
children.  Daniel didn't tell the boys that right after their father signed
the papers transferring control of the boys to their uncle, he had quit his
job.  Bank records showed that the father used most of the money the boys
earned not to build an educational fund for the boys as promised, but to
live on.  The man quit his job and was living on his son's ill-gotten
gains.  Gains for which they sacrificed their bodies, and a lot more.  The
man wasn't worth the effort it would take to enslave him.

As Daniel returned from the grove and approached the pool, a cool swim
sounded nice.  Without breaking stride Daniel dove in and began swimming
laps.  He neither knew, nor did he care how many laps he swam.  What he did
care about was the feeling of the cool water coursing over his shoulders
and back.  He stretched his muscles as far as he could and swam hard,
wanting to give the muscles a good workout.  When he felt relaxed, he sat
on a lounge chair and leaned his head back.  Daniel now felt more relaxed
than he had all night.

"Danny! No! Don't bother him.  Daaannny!"  Daniel barely heard someone
speaking.  It was as though they whispered through a haze.

"Uuummmpppphhh!"  was Daniel's only reaction to something fairly heavy
hitting him in the stomach.

"Hi." Was the only greeting from the angelic cherub sitting in his lap,
smiling.

"Hi yourself, little man."  Daniel looked around to see a number of the
boys headed to the dining hall and realized he must have dosed off.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Dan'l.  I tried to stop him but when he saw you he just
took off and blocked everything else out."  Sean explained.

"That's alright Sean.  That's one of the benefits of being so young.  He
keeps his mind on the here and now, what pleases him, and lets someone else
worry about tomorrow."

"Danny, you stay right here with Mr. Dan'l."  Sean told the boy firmly.
Danny watched, puzzled, as Sean headed to the dining hall.  Danny was
concerned because he was hungry, too.

Shortly, Sean came out of the dining hall with a cup of coffee for Daniel.
Gerry, one of the boys on KP duty, followed with two plates piled high with
food that he set down next to the lounger.

"Thanks, Ger."  Sean called out.  Gerry gave a 'yo', a smile and headed
back inside.

Danny looked at Sean with a big frown on his face.  "Where's mine?"

"You weren't forgotten, Danny.  We could only carry two plates so Mr. Barry
put extra food on this one so we can share.  Here's your fork."

"No." Danny stated in that staccato speech little ones sometimes use.  "I
want to eat with Mr. Dan'l."

"My, aren't we being a little demanding this morning?" Daniel asked.

Danny answered with his special smile and a tilt of the head.  Daniel began
feeding the boy and sharing his plate.

"Mr. Dan'l, you're going to have him spoiled and I'm gonna have to stop
him."  Sean half way complained with a smile.

"Sean, little Danny here is at the age where someone should spoil him a
little.  In fact, I think all of us need a little spoiling from time to
time.  Helps make us feel special, and that's a good thing."  Daniel paused
to give Danny another forkful of eggs and hash browns and then took a
forkful for himself.

"Sean, do you plan on playing on one of the baseball teams?"

"Oh, yes, sir, I sure do.  I been doin' all I can since the doctor said I
could run again.  Danny's gonna play too, aren't ya Danny."  Danny looked
at Daniel and smiled, still holding a mouthful of egg.  Daniel couldn't
help but laugh.

Daniel enjoyed sitting outside, sharing breakfast with the boys.  He
thought it was interesting seeing the boys come out of the dorm buildings.
Brian and Josh came out.  When they saw him they just waived.  Daniel knew
they would need to talk again, but the boys needed to say when this time.
Mark and Kevin came out together.  The smile on each of their faces
suggested interesting activities had possibly taken place the night before.

As Daniel watched the boys he began thinking about the manufactured housing
units.  If they brought in two double-wides with three or four bedrooms
each they could house the staff and visitors.  Daniel didn't try to fool
himself.  He knew a good number of the boys were having sex, it was only
normal.  He didn't want the younger boys exposed to much of the activity.
He did wonder sometimes just how much the younger boys knew or had seen,
but didn't dare ask.  With the new units, the older boys could have some
degree of privacy by getting the rooms the staff now occupied.  The boys
could arrange their own pairings so long as the little ones were properly
supervised.

"Mr. Dan'l . . . Mr. Dan'l . . . excuse me . . but," Daniel gradually
became aware that Sean was speaking to him.

"I'm sorry, Sean.  What were you saying?"  Daniel embarrassed himself by
tuning out one of the boys.  Daniel could also see that Danny was waiting
on more food, and beginning to get somewhat impatient.

"I was askin' if you were gonna play, Mr. Dan'l.  Mr. Mark said he'd like
to."

"We'll see, Sean.  It's been a long time for me, but you know, now that I
think about it, it sounds like fun."

                                                                         ***

Ted and John, with their father, Ted Senior, walked through the gates at
9:55, they were five minutes early and the first to arrive.  When they
looked down the street they saw Derek coming with his father; Derek didn't
look happy, at all.  A couple of minutes later, Nathan appeared with his
father.  The boys nodded at one another and mumbled greetings, then they
stood in the driveway and waited.

Arthur came out of the house.  The boys could see that he had something in
his hands.  Jeremy followed; he was wearing a diaper.  Derek looked at
Jeremy and snickered.  Derek's dad popped the boy's butt.  When Derek
turned and looked shocked, the expression on his dad's face told the boy
unequivocally that his dad was very serious and still very upset.  Derek
had gotten a strong lecture the night before and he tried to argue with his
dad.  Derek's dad reintroduced the boy to the feeling of having to strip
and lay across his father's lap while his butt was heated up; it'd been a
long time since the boy had the experienced, maybe too long.  It wasn't a
beating by any means, but it was a firm reminder of what the boy might
expect when he misbehaved.

"Good morning, boys."  Arthur began and nodded to the fathers.  "I'm not
going to beat around the bush, I'm sure all of you know why you're here.
However, there are a couple of things you don't know.  First, is how much
harm you've done, and I'll try to explain that shortly.  Another, is your
fathers and I have talked about the best way to handle this.  We decided to
give you some options and let you help decide."  Arthur paused to let his
words sink in.  He turned and extended his hand for Jeremy to step in
close.  Arthur wanted to the boy to feel secure.

"This young man is the one you so jokingly called 'diaper boy'.  You did
this on more than one occasion.  Now, I'm going to tell you something about
this boy.  A little over two years ago he ran around and played and went to
school and laughed, just like you boys do now.  His father was involved in
an accident, there was a law suit and the courts determined it was his
father's fault.  They awarded the other parties monetary damages.  The
parents had lots of equity in their home and knew they could borrow the
money to pay the damages.  Before they could complete the transaction the
other parties sold the debt to a business that secured an execution.
Execution means they could seize the father's assets and sell them to
satisfy the judgment.  Do you boys understand what I've said so far?"
Arthur watched as the boys all nodded.

"One day this young man came home from school.  Before he could get in the
front door some men seized him under court order.  He was sold into
slavery.  His parents had no idea what happened until later.  They couldn't
find him and save him.  He was no longer a person, he became a slave, a
number, a thing.  Why?  Because he was a debtor's son.  It wasn't because
he did anything wrong, because he didn't."

"A SLAVE!" cried out Derek.  "You mean he's a slave?  Shit, I ain't stayin'
here and apologizin' to no slave."  Derek spoke with total contempt in his
voice and began walking off.  Before he made two steps he was shocked to
feel himself propelled backwards, landing on his butt; his dad standing
over him.

"Boy.  Hear me good because I'll only say this once."  His father's eyes
let Derek know his dad was more than angry with him.  Derek trembled.  "I'm
ashamed of you and of me.  I'm also embarrassed for both of us.  You for
being a complete ass, and me for not realizing you were headed there.  You
will stand, shut your mouth, and listen to Mr.  Arthur.  The other choice
is for me to repeat last night right here in front of everyone, including
stripping you. After I heat up your butt, then you will stand quietly and
listen.  Do we understand one another?"

"Yes, sir," Derek answered in a shaky voice and stood up.  Derek's father
nodded for Arthur to continue.

"The short version is simple.  He was used as a pleasure slave.  He was
raped and abused to the point he could no longer control his body's natural
functions.  He has to wear a diaper so he doesn't embarrass or offend
himself or those around him.  Anytime he did something wrong, he was beaten
severely.  He learned to fear making a sound for fear of being
punished.. Sometimes you will see him out in the yard naked.  He hasn't
been allowed clothes for over two years.  We don't care.  We like the idea
of him becoming comfortable with himself again and feeling secure enough to
walk around naked.  He's a boy, a young kid, he should be free to enjoy
that youth.  We intend to let him reclaim it.  We are doing all we can to
get him there.  You boys reversed everything.  He was doing fine, making
progress, until four boys thought he should be the target of ridicule."

"Let me tell you what he's doing for other boys.  Look in the paper or on
the news.  The courts have issued an injunction that forbids the seizure of
children and their enslavement to pay off their parents' debts.  Young
Jeremy here is the plaintiff in that suit.  He's helping protect other
innocent boys from being victims of what we believe is an unfair and unjust
rule."

The four boys listened.  Gradually they realized the harm they had done and
felt remorse; some more than others.  Looking first to Arthur, then Jeremy
and then their dads, they were ashamed.  Ted felt the worst because he was
the one that started it all.  Derek felt the least except to protect his
own butt from his dad's wrath.

"Mr Arthur?"  Young Ted spoke up. "Well, we really didn't mean no harm.  We
know now it was stupid and we know we should be punished, sir.  Well
. . . I guess . . . what I'm tryin' ta say is how sorry we are and askin'
what we should do."

"Ted, I'm glad you spoke up.  Realizing you're wrong, and admitting you
were wrong, is a big step in the right direction.  Quite honestly, I don't
think I'm the one you should be telling how sorry you are.  It was Jeremy
you hurt.  As for what you should do, that's part of what we are asking
you."

"At one time your dads and I discussed taking you down to the slave
processing center and letting you see what they actually do to young boys
there.  Another option was for all of you to become a slave for a day or
several days so you learn what it's like and how humiliating it is.  We
thought about having you wear a diaper for a little while to see what it
does to you.  All of us kind of wished the old NEWDD discipline program was
in effect.  That's where they took kids who did bad things and indentured
them for a short period.  The problem is anyone put in the program was
subject to some severe physical punishments.  When I mentioned that to
Jeremy he begged us not to do that to you.  So boys, you tell us, what is
sufficient to make sure you learn how serious all this is?"

Young Ted stood in front of his father.  Without realizing it, while Arthur
spoke Ted had moved so he touched his father and grasped his hand for
security.  He thought about what Arthur said and looked at Jeremy and the
other boys.  When he looked to his father for help, his father squeezed his
hand and responded.

"Ted, I'm not going to tell you what you should do.  You're old enough to
know that what you did was wrong and a great deal of harm has been done.
You have to search your own conscience and decide."

All of the other boys watched Ted.  Soon, he let go of his father's hand
and stepped away.  He removed his shirt, then his shoes and socks, his
jeans and finally, his underwear.  Young Ted stood before everyone naked.
His younger brother, almost as though he could sense what his older brother
was going to do, followed his lead and stripped.  Both boys handed their
clothes to their father and then stepped over to Jeremy and Arthur.

Ted looked at Jeremy and then Arthur.  Ted reached out and took what he
knew was a diaper that Arthur had been holding in his hand and put it on;
John again followed his brother's lead.  Ted then looked straight at
Jeremy.

"We were wrong, bad wrong.  My brother and me think we need to do like you,
at least for today and the weekend if my dad says it's alright.  We'll do
what you do, that includes wearing the diaper or going naked.  Me and my
brother would like to be your friend and help you, if that's alright."

Arthur watched the boys.  All three had tears running down their faces, but
no one really cried.  As he watched, Ted took Jeremy's hand and they walked
out in front of the wall.  Standing on the sidewalk the boys looked at one
another and then began pulling weeds from the flower bed.  While Arthur
watched, he felt something tug at his arm.  Nathan stood before him, naked,
asking for a diaper.  When Arthur looked up again, Derek was removing his
clothes.  His father said something to him and then the boy approached
Arthur with his hand out.

"Gentlemen, can I interest you in something cool to drink?"

The adults moved to the back patio where each enjoyed an ice cold beer.
All were concerned that their sons learn from the experience.  Ted Senior
was proud of the way his sons stepped forward to correct their wrong.
Derek's father was the most concerned and asked Arthur to explain more
about the former NEWDD program.  When Arthur explained the purpose of the
program and its mechanics, Derek's father stated he thought it was time he
implemented a version of the program with his son.  The modified version
would not include the public punishments, but would include what Derek's
father knew would be embarrassing public moments for his son.  He again
apologized for his son's earlier outburst and stated it wouldn't hurt his
son to learn a little humility; a week under NEWDD would be a good start.

"Arthur, you know we both belong to the bar unit.  Have you thought about
giving a little talk on enslaved children and the effect it could have on
society?" Ted senior asked.

"I'm not that much of an expert on the subject.  Linda's son is the head of
New Horizons which is the experimental program going for the privatization
of foster care.  He's the expert, but I'm sure he would speak to the group
if I asked him.  You see, Daniel can bring a very personal perspective to
the talk.  He was enslaved just like Jeremy when he was twelve.  Right now,
he's caring for over one hundred boys who've lost their homes because of
some of these new laws.  The suit getting the injunction was actually his
idea."

"Arthur, and Linda, not to sidetrack this conversation, but I've been
thinking.  The boys seem to be headed in the right direction.  Would you
mind if we leave them here with Jeremy through the weekend?  I think the
experience would do them good and maybe it'll help bring Jeremy out, too."

                                                                         ***

Paul was on the phone trying to contact someone to give him numbers on
manufactured housing units.  He hoped to be able to contact manufacturers
and get their cost or less if the unit wasn't perfect.  Paul knew that
units were sometimes manufactured and then the ordering dealer would not be
able to take delivery.  In such cases, the manufacturer often offered
substantial discounts to move the unit.  While Paul worked the purchase end
of the project, Rick was on the phone getting clearance from state
authorities for the hookups.

Daniel sat in his office watching the boys move about the facility.
Everyone, including the little ones, seemed relaxed and content.  Daniel
enjoyed watching the boys horse around and just be boys.  As he watched out
his window, he noticed Brian and Josh approaching, accompanied by Randy and
Evan.

"Paul, Brian and Josh are coming in with Randy and Evan, send them in."

Daniel knew he would have to talk with them again.  Josh's question from
the previous evening still haunted him.

"Mr. Dan'l," Brian stuck his head in the door, "can we talk?"

"Come on in, Brian, I spotted the four of you coming across the yard.  Come
on in and sit." Daniel tried to sound upbeat.  The boys did sit down, but
all were very nervous.

"Mr. Dan'l, Brian and Josh told us about the talk you had with 'em
yesterday." Randy began.  "First, so there's no misunderstanding, me and
Evan understand why you needed to talk with them first.  Last night they
told us about it and asked us what we thought should be done.  At first, we
all had about the same reaction.  When we thought about it some more, we
didn't know what to do.  That's why we're here now.  Mr. Dan'l, we think
this whole thing's nothin' but a pile o'crap and stinks."

Daniel couldn't help but laugh a little at the boy's bluntness.  "Boys, I
think I understand, and I agree.  This is not easy.  Can I make a
suggestion?"  The boys nodded with facial expressions that broadcast
'please'.  "Figure out what you don't want to do.  Ask yourselves
questions.  Do you want him to get away with this?"

"No Way!" came all four boys.

"Do you want to see him lose everything and be enslaved for life?"  Daniel
knew this would be the hard question.

"Mr. Dan'l," Brian answered, "we actually talked about that.  I think all
four of us in the beginning agreed if that happened, he deserved it.  The
problem is, well there's different ideas on it.  Me and Josh don't care if
we ever see him again after what he done to us.  He didn't care about us.
Randy and Evan got hurt too.  We should be free boys livin' in a nice home
and enjoyin' goin' to school."  Daniel had to hide a smile when he noticed
Evan's reaction to that last part.  "Mr. Dan'l, there's no way he should
get away with this and we want him ta pay.  Another thing, Mr. Dan'l, if he
does have ta give up that money, what happens then?"

"Fellas, let me answer that last part first.  Understand that all of you
are wards of the state, but under my care.  Whatever is done has to be done
through me.  When the money comes in it will be deposited into trust
accounts for you to receive when you are of age.  It would be used to pay
for your college or other advanced educations and the balance is to give
you a start on your careers.  Do all of you understand we are also talking
about the twins, here?"

"Yes, sir, Mr. Dan'l." Randy answered. "we just thought they were too young
to sit here and help decide.  In fact, we all sort of agreed that if we get
the money, and we guessed it would be put in a trust for us or somethin'
like that, well we'd like to have it divided so we all get the same amount
at the same age.  Does that make sense?"

"Randy, I understand what you're saying and I think that's fair.  Initially
the twins wouldn't receive as much principal as you four, but their account
would have more time to earn interest so by the time all of you are
eighteen, you get the same dollar amount.  Is that what you're trying to
say?"  The boys nodded and smiled.

"Boys, I'm going to go further in this than I had planned and try to make a
suggestion.  What's happened is done.  I understand how you feel about your
father and uncle; he didn't treat you right.  I don't want to see any of
you do something you might even come close to regretting later.  Everybody
with me?"  The boys nodded. "Consider this solution.  Let the police and
detectives determine how much is there and how much came from the estate.
We can figure out how much money that earned also.  Tell the man you want
all that money plus penalities.  Leave him with enough so that he can get a
job and take care of himself.  If he agrees, and produces, we'll have the
papers drawn up to protect you boys and agree not to press charges against
your father or uncle.  You get what you should have.  He loses what should
never have been his.  You get a clear conscience and he has to be
responsible for himself.  If he fails and gets enslaved, that's his fault,
not yours."

"Suppose he doesn't agree, Mr. Dan'l?"  Randy asked.

"All I can say then is that you tried to do the right thing.  If he doesn't
agree, I think the authorities will let him know what his options are and
he'll come around to cooperating."

The boys looked at one another and nodded; they liked the solution.  They
had only one question.  "Mr. Dan'l, when we get that money, what happens to
us then?"

"What would you like to have happen fellas?  Do you have any family you
could live with or want to be with?  Grandparents, uncles, aunts,
whatever?"

The boys again looked at one another.  "Mr. Dan'l, our grandparents didn't
try to help us when all this happened, maybe they didn't know how.  We
really don't know why they didn't try to help us.  We think we do have some
family that we'd want to be with though.  If it's okay, we want to stay
here and have you be our guardian.  Is that okay?"

"Boys, this is a privately funded program, and I'm the one in charge.  As
far as I'm concerned, you're welcome to stay here as long as you like; or,
at least till you're grown and ready to head out on your own."  Daniel was
pleased the boys would ask him to stay and ask him to be their guardian.
Their request let him know he was getting through to them and having a
positive influence on their lives.

"Now, as the person in charge, I have a request for the four of you.  The
captain will be here in a little while.  Would you please find his sons and
the other boys and make sure they are somewhat presentable when their
parent's arrive?  I'm getting word that the Captain's oldest, Ricky, has
been hanging around the twins quite a bit.  Get my meaning?"

"Yes, sir, Mr. Dan'l."  Evan responded with a little smirk, "don't worry,
we'll find 'em."

The four boys walked outside and stood in the yard looking around.  They
couldn't spot the twins or Ricky.  They looked at one another and exchanged
an unspoken message.  All four boys had a good idea what the younger boys
were most likely doing.  They headed out towards the play area to be sure
they weren't involved in something there.

When the younger boys were not in the play area, the older boys turned and
walked into the woods.  They walked as quietly as they could, alert for any
tell-tale sounds.  It didn't take long before they detected the whimpers
and grunting sounds of little boys playing big-boy games.  They crept
towards the sounds and when they saw what was happening, each of the four
older boys signaled for the others to stay quiet.  They observed the
activities for a moment and then retreated, covering their mouths with
their hands to avoid laughing out loud.

"Man, am I glad Mr. Dan'l's not here."  Randy stated trying to control his
laughter. "You see what them two little fuck machines was up to? God, I
wish we had a camera."

"I thought those two wanted to be the ones gettin' stuck, not the ones
doin' the stickin'."  Brian commented, also trying to control his laughter.
"You see the look on Ricky's and Connor's faces.  Those two little guys
think they're in heaven.  You think we got bookends here for the twins?"

The older boys had managed to sneak up on the younger boys.  The twins had
a reputation for being ready to ride the pony anywhere, anytime.  This time
was different.  Ricky and Connor were both down on their knees.  Bill was
behind Ricky.  He had pushed himself as close in to the boy as he could and
had his arms wrapped around the kid's waist.  It was obvious that Bill was
humping his little cocklet into the Ricky's butt crack and massaging
Ricky's package while licking his neck.  It was equally obvious that Ricky
was really enjoying what was happening to him.  John was doing the same
thing to Connor who also appeared to be really enjoying the attention.

"Shit man, I'm getting' hard from just seein' 'em and thinkin' about it.
God, I'm almost tempted to sneak up behind Bill or John and stick him
myself.  We better not though."  Josh said with a tone of disappointment.

"Fuck, why not?  They got me horny too." Brian complained.  Just then, Evan
dropped down on his knees and started giving Josh a blow job.

Soon all four boys were lying on the ground in the sixty-nine position.
Their lust and passion fueled by the sounds emanating from the younger
boys.  The boys would have given their presence away except for the natural
pacifiers filling their mouths.  All too soon the four boys were over the
edge, panting and now coated with sand sticking to their bodies with the
sweat.  When their breathing returned to normal, the four older boys again
managed to sneak up on the younger boys who were still caught up in their
activities.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOIN'??!!"  Brian hollered out.  All four younger
boys fell to the ground and looked up in shock.  The four older boys
couldn't maintain control and dropped to their knees, laughing.

Daniel came out of the administration building and spotted Brian and the
other boys with the twins, Ricky and Connor.  All the boys were trying to
get under the shower next to the pool.  Daniel noticed all the boys seemed
to be covered in sand and dirt and wondered what happened.  He started
towards the boys, who looked up and seemed, to Daniel at least, to speed up
the cleaning process.  Daniel stopped when he heard the sound a vehicles
behind him.

The Captain and his friends had arrived early.

End Chapter Forty-Six

To Be Continued: comments welcome, contact Dwight Wilson at
adm2780@yahoo.com