Date: Sun, 27 May 2007 15:35:43 -0700 (PDT)
From: adm2780 <adm2780@yahoo.com>
Subject: New Horizons Chapter Fifty

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Chapter Fifty: New Horizons

"Daniel, it's Jeff.  Good morning."

"Good morning," Daniel replied.  "Sounds like you're ready to get your
little entourage up and moving.  How are the boys doing?"

"Daniel, we aren't ready to get up and moving." Jeff stated,
laughing. "Your dad was up at the break of dawn preparing breakfast for
everyone.  The boys helped him clean things up and we're on the bus headed
to Perry.  The driver tells me we should get there in about an hour.  We're
only picking up two boys there and I understand it should just be a matter
of signing some prepared paperwork and letting the boys change clothes.
Then we will go to Gainesville.  I understand we will have eleven there
including the boys from Ocala.  With luck, the boys will have lunch in
Jacksonville."

"Great.  Sounds as though Amos' people have called ahead and tried to
smooth things out for you.  The schedule sounds as though its doing fine,
what about the boys?"  Daniel was concerned about the boys becoming too
anxious.  He fully understood any anxiety they felt and wanted to give them
a comfort zone that they would be alright.

"It's difficult to say, Daniel," Jeff tried to be honest without causing
unnecessary concern. "These kids have been through a lot and they don't
know what the future holds for them.  Right now I have to admit that I
don't understand why the officials couldn't return them to family.  I think
that's part of the boys' problems also.  We do have two college students
your dad contacted that are traveling with us now.  They volunteered to
stay until the next semester of classes begins and help locate family
members for the boys.  One even brought a laptop and is helping Mark sort
through the files and get things organized."

"My dad never ceases to amaze me.  I'll be sure to call him when we hang up
and thank him.  Jeff, you know how to reach me if you need me, but it
sounds as though you have things under control.  Stay in touch."  Daniel
closed his cell and made a mental note to call his dad after the boys had
breakfast.

Ted stood on the patio near Daniel.  When he saw Daniel close the cell
phone he walked over.  He looked at Daniel and then to Jeremy who was still
sitting in Arthur's lap with his head on the man's shoulder.

"Ted, I'm not sure you will understand this, but Jeremy made a big step
forward this morning.  He broke down and cried.  He also admitted that he
was scared.  Slaves would be punished for doing something like that.  Right
now, if you want to help, it would probably mean a lot to him if you just
went over there and sat next to him; let him know you're there."  Ted gave
a little smile with a nod and softly walked over to sit on the bench.

Arthur looked at the boy and smiled to let Ted know he was doing a good
thing.  Arthur then whispered something into Jeremy's ear, causing the boy
to turn after, first, wiping his face with the back of his hand.  When
Jeremy looked at Ted, Ted reached up and placed a hand on his friend's
shoulder.

Daniel watched the boys interact.  He knew how much it meant for a boy in
Jeremy's position to now he had a friend.  Slaves didn't make friends; that
only led to heartache.  As he watched the boys, Danny came out of the
guesthouse.  The young boy was still half asleep, but he was awake enough
to see Jeremy being held by Arthur.  Danny walked over and looked at
Jeremy.  He then rubbed the boys arm with his little hand before walking
over to Daniel.  As he approached he held his arms up to Daniel.

"Jeremy's sad." Danny said softly to Daniel.

"Yes, Danny, he is.  Mr. Arthur will take care of him and he'll be okay
soon." Daniel hugged the boy to him.  "I don't think you're awake yet.  Why
don't we go back inside while I get dressed.  Okay?"  Danny nodded and lay
his head on Daniel's shoulder.

Daniel set Danny on the counter where he would shave.  While he rinsed his
face with hot water and began applying shaving cream, the boy watched the
man's every movement.  Daniel could only laugh as he watched Danny's
reflection in the mirror.  When he finished applying the shaving cream, he
used some of the excess on Danny's face.  As he shaved he occasionally
turned the razor backwards and stroked the boy's face, causing him to
giggle.

After they were both clean shaven, Daniel turned the water on in the
shower.  Danny made no effort to move so Daniel picked the boy up and took
him into the shower.  Danny enjoyed rubbing the foamy soap over Daniel
chest and in his hair.  He enjoyed it more when Daniel rubbed soap all over
his little body and bathed him.  After their bath Daniel shampooed his hair
and then applied some of the shampoo to Danny while the boy enjoyed feeling
the water cascade over him.  When it was time to rinse Daniel picked the
boy up and held him so his back was against Daniel chest.  Taking one of
the boy's legs in each hand he then opened him wide and held him so the
water sprayed right on the ticklish areas.  Danny giggled and screamed with
delight.  Once they were dried off, Daniel sent the boy out to wake anyone
who may have slept through Danny's good time, while he finished dressing.

Daniel soon found himself abandoned.  He again laughed, knowing the boys
were taking care of morning necessities with the highest priority most
likely being to find something to fill their stomachs.  When he walked
outside he noticed Arthur and the boys no longer sat on the bench.  Several
of the boys were moving in and out of the house setting the patio table
they used to spread out the buffet meals.  He always thought it was
interesting how helpful and cooperative the boys could be when there was
food at stake.

As they ate, Mary and Linda observed the boys and discussed who would look
best with their hair highlighted in what color.  They also noticed that
many of the boys now had longer hair and could benefit from some styling.
Daniel decided he would let the ladies argue with the boys over their hair.
He wanted some private time to talk with Arthur about the pending suit and
the boys' future status.  After breakfast, he and Arthur retired to
Arthur's study.

"Arthur, I'm not the most knowledgeable person when it comes to the legal
maneuverings that are taking place now.  We have the injunction and the
appellate court upheld the injunction, where do we go now?"

"Since the appellate court upheld the injunction there can't be much
argument as to its validity.  The court's confirmation also strongly
supports the validity of our argument.  The big question will be how to
undo the error and harm.  In other words, who pays?  To determine who pays,
the court may have to make a determination addressing who caused the harm.
There are several issues that will have to be addressed."

"During this case we will recognize the court ruling determining that
children are the property of their parents.  When we accept that ruling as
being the current rule in effect, we will argue that, as property, the
children are the property of both parents and are held as an estate by the
entireties.  The next step is to cite the statute that protects property
owned as an estate by the entireties from attachment by the creditor of one
spouse.  The argument is then restated that the children, as property of
both parents, were unlawfully seized and sold."

"Okay, I understand that part," Daniel commented while deep in thought.
"Is the argument valid for the state and the federal courts?"

"We believe it is." Arthur responded. "Some of the boys were seized under
an order from the bankruptcy courts.  The federal code allows the debtor to
claim exemptions set forth in the code, or to accept exemptions as set
forth by the individual states.  In this state, exemptions are set by the
state so the statute I just referred to will apply in federal court.  I am
not arguing the federal portion of the claim; I'm only assisting with
preparing the research and notes."

"A review of federal bankruptcy forms revealed the forms require the debtor
to list all assets and debts.  That includes all assets titled only in the
name of the debtor and those titled jointly with another party.
Bankruptcies filed over a six month period were reviewed and not one listed
children as an asset, but the trustee did issue an order for seizure and
sale.  By law all of the debtor's assets become a part of the bankrupt
estate and is subject to court jurisdiction.  The trustee is appointed by
the court to represent the best interests of the creditors.  It is the
trustee's responsibility to determine how the assets are treated."  Arthur
paused a moment to be sure that Daniel was following what he was saying.
When Daniel nodded his understanding, Arthur continued.

"When the files for the six month time frame were reviewed, we found two
interesting points.  This caused us to review some additional files at
random and we found the same two points.  First, two trustees controlled
over eighty-five percent of the files.  Second, there was a common creditor
in almost ninety percent of the files."  Arthur paused again to be sure the
gravity of what he had just said registered with Daniel.

"Arthur, have you passed those names on to my dad for additional research?"
Daniel asked.

"Not yet.  We did some of our own research and just as soon as we have
confirmation on a few more facts, which should be this week, we can pass
the data along.  We're thinking the same as you, Daniel.  We believe all
this is going to lead to a central control point or person." Arthur watched
the expression on Daniel's face as Daniel went into deep thought.  Both men
understood the implications of what Arthur said.  As an attorney and
protector of the law, Arthur had grave concerns for his chosen profession
and the possibility someone was abusing a position of trust.  Daniel felt
both disgust and resentment that someone, or a group of someones, would use
the law and position of trust for personal gain at the expense of innocent
children.

"Daniel," Arthur broke the silence, "I reviewed your notes on tomorrow's
debate.  I think you are correct that Arnold will argue the advantages and
benefits of slavery.  He'll probably concentrate heavily on the big
depression and how slavery not only helped bring the nation out of that
seemingly impossible predicament, but continued to deliver benefits by
decreasing public costs.  Your statement agreeing with what he says is
great.  It avoids creating a confrontation and dilutes a lot of his
argument."

"We're hoping to catch him by surprise." Daniel commented. "Even if we miss
somewhat on the surprise, the continuation should help us."

"I agree.  Support his position then expand the points and turn his own
argument against him.  Classic!  Of course, assuming it works this time,
he'll be prepared the next time around."

"We know," Daniel answers with a smile. "Right now we're trying to take
this one step and one battle at a time.  We think the strongest weapon we
can have is public opinion and that's what we are working for."  Daniel
pauses a moment and redirects the conversation.

"Arthur, you've been working with Jeremy on a regular basis.  Do you think
he's strong enough to give us a little help?"

"I don't know.  I think that would depend on what kind of help you have in
mind.  Right now he's still very fragile emotionally."

"You know, whether in a court room or in a debate, the right visual
presentation can make all the difference.  This argument is about saving
the children.  If Jeremy can let the people see him, and better, if he can
tell just part of his story, the effect would be immeasurable."  Arthur
waited to respond to Daniel's comments.  He knew Daniel was correct.  The
big issue was the effect it could have on Jeremy.  Arthur had spent a lot
of time helping Jeremy, time during which he was becoming very attached to
him.  He viewed Jeremy more and more as a son, not just a boy they wanted
to help.

"Daniel, I think we need to talk to Jeremy and let him think about it for a
little bit.  He can come give us his answer or he can talk to Linda.  We'll
tell him it's his decision and we'll accept that decision without judgment
on him.  To tell you the truth I really don't know if he can handle it?"

"Handle what?"  Linda asked as she stepped into the room.  The men explain
to her what they were discussing. As Linda listened to the men her demeanor
moved from elation to deep concern.  "If either of you asked him, I'm
afraid he would feel obligated to agree regardless of what it would do to
him.  I understand what you want and why; but I'm afraid for him.  Isn't
there some way you can ask him without putting him on the spot?"

"Mom, I think there may be.  If I talk about what will be happening
tomorrow and comment how much I'm counting on the boys for support, do you
think he might think about volunteering to help?"

"I don't know, Daniel, I really don't."  Linda moved behind Daniel and put
an arm on her son's shoulder. "This morning you commented that Jeremy made
a big step towards recovery because he cried and admitted his fear.  How
much can we hope for in such a short time span?"  Linda began to massage
her son's shoulders.

"Oh, I almost forgot why I came in here.  Jeremy and Ted are working on the
side planting bed.  Danny and Ryan wanted to help.  You have to come out
and see this."

The three adults walked outside to check on the boys.  Before they could
see the boys, Danny was heard laughing and hollering.  The sound suggested
only fun and happiness for the young boy.  When they rounded the corner and
saw the two young boys, Danny stopped in his tracks and laughed.  Danny and
Ryan were both covered from head to toe in dirt.  Daniel shook his head and
smiled at his two little dirt monsters.

"Danny, what have you and Ryan been doing?  Look how dirty you are!"  Danny
looked up to Daniel and smiled.

"We been helpin' Jer'my dig.  We been playin', too.  Jer'my and Ted tickled
us and we rolled around in the dirt.  It was fun."  Danny used his innocent
smile and enthusiasm to charm the adults.  It was more charming because he
didn't know he was doing it.

"Mr. Daniel, sir."  Jeremy spoke up.  "Please don't be mad with them.  We
were playing with them and just thought^Å"

"Jeremy," Daniel interrupted, "I don't ever get upset with the boys for
having fun.  Danny and Ryan are five year olds doing what any five year old
boy would think is fun.  If you and Ted played with them and made the
happy, then I appreciate what you did."  Daniel watched Jeremy and
understood his confusion.

"Jeremy, Danny and Ryan are not a whole lot different from you.  They
didn't suffer all the insults and indignities that you were forced to
endure, but they did lose their mom and dad and any other family they may
have had.  When we got them they were in state custody.  They would have
gone to a nursery and when they turned six, they would have been sold as
slaves.  Now, they travel with me when I give talks and do what they can to
represent other boys in the same predicament."

Daniel found the garden hose and turned the water on.  Holding his thumb
over the end and aiming the water upwards, Daniel made it 'rain' on Danny
and Ryan.  The two boys squealed their delight, holding their hands and
arms out, pointing their faces up with their mouths open to catch the
'rain', the boys giggled and turned in circles.  Daniel kept the water
flowing until he washed enough dirt away to recognize his two boys.

                                                               ***

"Daniel, Jeff.  I wanted to let you know we're in Gainesville and just
about ready to leave.  We're headed to Jacksonville, but we'll probably
stop somewhere around Starke for lunch."  Jeff laughed just a little. "I
think we'll have to stop somewhere pretty soon to get some more snacks to
keep on the bus; these kids have certainly rediscovered their appetites."
Jeff laughed as he talked about the boys.

"Is it safe to assume that if the boys are eating that much, then they
aren't in too bad a shape emotionally or mentally?"

"Daniel, I'm not sure how much they really understand.  They know they've
been taken away from their homes and families.  I think the shock of what
was being done to them in the jails has blocked part of that loss out.
Right now they mainly understand that the immediate threat they faced in
the jails has been removed and are beginning to unwind.  I think their
appetites are a combination of relief, but at the same time, anxiety over
their futures."

"Are the boys talking any?  I'm more concerned with why they couldn't be
returned to their families.  My impression from talking with Amos was that
these kids haven't been in custody very long."

"They're talking some, but we've been able to find out quite a bit from the
officials here in Gainesville.  At least three of the families have
declined to take the boys back.  At first, I was shocked and didn't believe
the deputy when he started talking to me.  He explained that the families
were traumatized when the boys were taken and are afraid if the boys are
returned, it will only be temporary.  There seems to be a lot of
pro-business support around here.  There really isn't any way to tell how
much of that is real and how much is business doing a good sales job on the
people."

"Okay, I'll admit that I'm dumbfounded by that one."  Daniel commented.
"You're in a university town where the average age is considered to be very
young and normally very liberal."

"Daniel, I've picked up a couple of the free papers that are being put out
on the streets.  What's being promoted is the public having to pay all the
expenses associated with the law suit tied to a warning of possibly
returning to the depression.  If the public funds are tapped then tuitions
will have to triple or more for the students.  They also suggest huge
inflation for costs of living."

"Jeff, call my dad and tell him what you have.  Find a fax machine a send
some of the articles to him; I want him to research the groups if he can.
I have a gut feeling a lot of this will lead right back to the same people
that have been behind the judgment executions that take the boys.  In the
mean time stay positive with the boys and we'll deal with the big problems
when we get home."

"While I finish the paperwork here, I'll ask Mark to fax these to your
father.  These kids appeared to be held in better circumstances than what
we found in Pensacola and Tallahassee.  The sheriff's office at least kept
them sequestered.  Of course, they were still scared half to death.  Right
now the first kids we picked up are helping to calm down the newer kids."

"How many kids do you have now?"

"So far, sixteen plus the two college kids that volunteered to help.  When
we reach Jacksonville we're supposed to just about double that number.  The
sheriff there has boys from five counties; that includes the boys from the
St. Augustine stop we had scheduled.  We called up there a few minutes ago;
the kids are supposed to be ready when we get there." Jeff paused for a
minute.  "Daniel, these kids have been cooped up in a jail or on the bus
for a while now.  I'm thinking about stopping somewhere and letting them
blow off some anxiety and energy.  Something similar to when we took the
boys to that beach on the way to Ft. Ogden."

"That was a nude beach, Jeff.  I don't think there are any nude beaches up
in that area.  Besides, I don't think you're going to have the time.  It'll
take a little over an hour to drive to Jax, plus the time spent on lunch.
Then add the time at the sheriff's office in Jacksonville.  Play it by ear
but I wouldn't get the kids' hopes up until you know you can do it.  You
may want to consider just letting them swim at the motel tonight."

"So far, all these kids are young enough not to have to worry about a swim
suit.  As I recall the age is fourteen and below, right?"

"What about Kevin and the two college kids?"  Daniel reminded Jeff he did
have some boys over the legal limit for public nudity.

"We have enough shorts that Kevin can wear his shorts in swimming and wash
them out tonight.  I'll give him a clean pair to wear in the interim.  The
two college kids aren't much bigger than Kevin, so there shouldn't be any
problems."

When Jeff ended his call with Daniel he asked the desk officer if they
could fax some papers to Dr. Thompson.  The officer led Kevin to another
room to use the fax machine.  Mark and Ben remained with the new boys to
help settle their anxieties.  Jeff watched the boys and couldn't help but
wonder what kind of parents would refuse to let their son come home.  When
the paperwork was completed and Kevin rejoined the group, Jeff decided to
try for a light moment with the boys.

"Who's hungry and ready for burgers and fries?"

The first to respond was Mark, followed by Kevin.  The boys looked at the
two older boys and then acknowledged that burgers and fries did sound good.
It wasn't the enthusiastic response Jeff hoped for, but it was a start.
When the boys boarded the bus Jeff and Mark got another surprise.  Ben was
standing on a seat with his pants down.

"Ben, what are you doing, kid?"  Kevin asked his young charge.  Before Ben
could answer, one of the other boys asked a question.

"Mr. Jeff, Ben said we was goin' someplace where all the boys go naked all
the time.  We told him we thought he was lyin' and he dropped his shorts to
show us how tanned his butt was.  Was he tellin' us the truth?"  Ben, Kevin
and Mark laughed.  In response, Kevin turned his back to the boys and
dropped his shorts and heard the boys gasp.

"Holllly shit!" one of the boys exclaimed.  "He wasn't lyin'!  Does that
mean we gotta go naked too?"

Kevin turned to look at the boys.  "If you don't you'll stick out like sore
thumbs.  Actually, you'll probably find out you like it."

"But why?  Why is everybody naked?"

"Not everyone is naked."  Mark interjected. "Staff members wear clothes; at
least most of the time.  When we first started, there wasn't enough clothes
for everybody.  When we got to the first group of boys most of them were
already naked.  The authorities wouldn't give them any clothes because they
were to be transported to the processing center and enslaved.  They weren't
clean and we won't talk about the food they had to eat.  The boys that did
have some kind of clothing didn't have much; mostly rags.  Most of you are
young enough you don't have to wear clothes, so let me ask you a question.
Would you rather wear those orange jail suits or go naked?"

"Go naked!  We don't want nothin' to do with those jails or sheriffs.  They
weren't really bad to us but those guys they locked up in there wanted to
use us for sex.  They tried talkin' the guards into makin' us take showers
with the other prisoners.  The guards wouldn't do it, but they didn't move
us somewhere else either.  Should we start now?"  While the boy spoke,
several of the boys had begun to remove their clothes.

"Hold it guys."  Jeff stopped the boys.  "We still have to go to
Jacksonville and pick up some more boys.  The law says you can go naked if
you want, but Mr. Daniel doesn't want to risk getting some people that
might not approve upset.  Right now, the top priority is to get all of you
to Ft. Ogden.  Once we're there you can run naked as much as you want with
the other boys.  For now, how about some food?"

                                                               ***

Linda walked up to her son and placed a loving arm around his shoulders.
"Daniel, this is the last group.  All the boys have been styled, shampooed
and highlighted for tomorrow.  Even little Danny and Ryan.  Now, the trick
will be to keep them looking this way."

"The older boys will be easy.  Maybe I should have asked Michael for some
knock-out pills for the two little ones."  Daniel joked with his mother.
"We'll keep them entertained tonight and they should go down fairly early.
I've learned with Danny all I have to do is hold him and rub his back.  He
really likes it if I tickle his little bottom."

"Daniel, haven't you learned yet that Danny isn't the only boy that will
calm down with that kind of attention.  What do you think I used to do with
you at night?  Almost every night after you had your bath you insisted on
not having to wear clothes.  When I sat on the sofa you'd come lay down and
put your head in my lap so I would scratch your back for you.  When you
pretended to be asleep, I tickled your bottom and you'd squirm and start
giggling.  All boys like for someone to rub their back and tickle their
bottom."  Linda gave her son a loving hug before continuing.

"Daniel, has Mary talked to you about Clayton?"

"No, what does she want?"  Daniel knew that was almost a rhetorical
question.

"She wants to take Clayton home for a visit.  What she really wants is to
take him home permanently.  She's worried about her son and that maybe he
won't want to come home now."

Daniel didn't immediately respond to what his mother said.  He understood
that Mary would want her son home, but there was the matter of the father.
Clayton was old enough to have a voice in the decision; but was he mature
enough?  Clayton was a flaming gay boy who was thrown out on the streets
because of his gayness.  He no longer had to answer to an adult for his
gayness or live by their family rules.  The other boys didn't judge
Clayton; he was accepted for who, and what, he was.  Daniel needed to talk
with the boy.

"Clayton, you did a real nice job with the boys' hair.  They really look
nice for tomorrow."  Daniel complimented the boy for his work.  The look on
Clayton's face said that Daniel's compliment meant a lot.  Daniel put an
arm around the boy's shoulder as they walked to the sitting area next to
the guesthouse.  A grown man and the naked gay boy.

"Clayton, I want to say something to you and, before you answer, I suggest
you take some time to think about what's at stake for you.  Do you
understand what I'm saying?"  Clayton nodded. "Let's assume that your
father is no longer at home.  Let's also assume that he won't be back and
he won't ever be able to bother you again.  The bottom line is I know your
mother wants you to come back home.  You could have a mother's love and be
with your brother.  She hasn't said anything to me this trip, but I am
expecting her to.  I need to know what you want to do so I know how to talk
to her."

Clayton sat on the bench staring at the ground, tears ran down his face.
Clayton loved his mother and his brother; he was beyond hating his father,
he felt nothing for him.  Memories of good times, fun and being loved raced
through his mind.  He remembered his younger brother and the good times
they had playing games in the back yard and just sitting around talking
about their dreams of what they would do when they were grown.  These
memories pulled at Clayton's mind and heart.

With the memories were the fears.  Clayton remembered how his father
despised him after he came out.  Clayton felt lost, not knowing how to deal
with his gayness and needed his father's support and guidance.  Instead,
his father cursed him and threw him out of the house and away from his
family.  He found acceptance on the streets.  Yes, he had to sell his body
to survive, but he really didn't mind.  He performed the acts he enjoyed to
please others who gave him money and praised him.  The boys accepted him as
he was.  He found something else, independence.  He lived by the rules of
the group and answered to no one.  Could he go home and live by the rules
thee again?

"Mr. Dan'l, I don't know if I can go home again.  I love my mom and
brother, but I've been on my own long enough that I don't know if I can go
back.  Understand?"

"Yes, Clayton, I understand."  Daniel tried to relate to the boy.  "Before
you try to make a final decision, think about it for a while.  I understand
your anxiety.  I also know that your mother is going through the same
thing.  Believe me when I tell you that your mother would not want you
doing anything that wouldn't make you happy; that would include coming
home.  I'm going to suggest that if you aren't sure you might want to
consider a visit.  It can be arranged and both of you might find the answer
you both are looking for.  Think about it and let me know what you want to
do.  I'll accept whatever you decide."

                                                               ***

Jeff and Mark stopped with the boys in Ormond Beach.  The boys had spent a
lot of time just riding and needed to get some physical activity.  Jeff let
the motel manager know how many boys were with him and the manager gave him
three rooms.  Boys would be sleeping on the beds and the floor, but they
would be free.  Jeff also let the manager know that he wanted the boys to
swim and get some physical exercise.  The manager looked at the boys and
agreed they were young enough to swim and play in the nude' all except
Kevin and Mark.

Kevin and Mark didn't mind being singled out by the manager; they had other
physical activities they wanted to engage in.  Jeff, and the rest of the
staff, knew that Mark and Kevin were lovers and told Mark he would see to
it they had privacy for about an hour or a little more.  Nothing else
needed to be said.

Mark and Kevin didn't waist any time stripping and moving to the shower.
Turning on the water they quickly stepped into the shower and were tangled
in a deep, passionate kiss.  Their tongues moved in and out, jousting with
their lover's tongue for dominance.  Their hands anxiously explored the
other's body, lingering to weigh and massage the twins that produced the
nectar of passion and love that each craved.  Mark moved his delicately
over Kevin's nipples causing the boy to moan his passion.  When Mark
pinched and then twisted each nipple, showing no consideration for being
gentle, Kevin rose to his toes and whimpered his pleasure.

Mark broke their kiss and immediately attacked Kevin's neck with the
intention of leaving his brand for all to see.  Kevin arched his back, more
than willing to surrender his body and be dominated.  Kevin wanted to feel
his mouth and throat filled with his lover's talented tool, but he also
wanted to feel it stuffing his love canal.  Both boys knew they had a
limited amount of time and quickly bathed one another.  Mark cleaned out
Kevin's special love canal in anticipation of a long, loving fuck.  When
they were partially dried off, Kevin took Mark by the hand and pulled him
to the bed.  Kevin anxiously went to his back and pulled Mark on top of
him.  The boys' mouths, tongues and hands never stopped moving, caressing
the other.  Mark licked and nibbled his way down Kevin's body.  Kevin
whimpered his delight while gasping for breath anticipating his lovers next
moves.  He opened his legs and begged Mark to enter him.

Mark continued his teasing, nibbling at the valley where the inside of the
thigh met the torso.  He stopped occasionally to lick the scrotum and suck
on his lover's balls.  Kevin was going wild with the menstruations and
reached down for Mark's legs, pulling him on top so they could move to the
sixty-nine position.  While Kevin enjoyed the taste and full sensation of
mark's dick in his mouth, mark continued to tease Kevin's balls and slowly
began to finger fuck Kevin's hole.  Kevin could only make a continuous
whimpering sound, pleading for the prize he was so desperate to enjoy. When
Mark felt like Kevin's attention was bringing him too close to the edge, he
pulled out of Kevin's mouth and turned, positioning himself between the
boy's legs.

Dipping two fingers in the lube, Mark inserted two fingers into Kevin's
opening.  At first, he slipped them in gently, stopping at the first
knuckle.  When Kevin hissed his approval, Mark jammed the remaining portion
of the two fingers into Kevin's ass and began a vigorous finger fucking.
Kevin bucked and nearly cleared the bed from the sharp sensations
originating in his butt and moving in waves through his entire body.  Kevin
now begged to be penetrated, but Mark continued the finger fuck and smiled
up at his lover.

Soon, a third finger joined the first two.  Mark didn't warn Kevin the
third finger was coming and the sharp sensation and surprise caused him to
yell out.  Mark could only laugh and hope no one knocked on their door.
Mark continued massaging the inside of Kevin's canal, reaching for the
magic spot.  Each time he hit the right spot, Kevin cried out and bucked
his whole body off the bed.  After a few minutes he lifted the boy's legs
and aligned himself to penetrate Kevin.  When he was in position, Kevin
wrapped his legs around Mark and locked his ankles.  He reached for Mark's
shoulders and in one hard thrust, impaled himself on his lover's tool.  The
sharp pain was short lived and quickly shot waves of pleasure coursing
through his young body.  It had been far too long since his body had been
allowed to give him this much pleasure.  As Kevin opened his mouth to cry
out his lust Mark quickly smothered him with a deep, passionate kiss,
allowing his tongue to explore the boy's oral cavity.

Mark maintained his kiss and exploration until his lover calmed down.  He
then began using long, slow strokes that drove his companion wild.  Kevin
begged to be fucked faster and harder, Mark deliberately wanted to drag
this pleasure out for them as long as he could.  With Kevin on his back
writhing in pleasure, Mark concentrated on stimulating the boy's nipples.
First licking, then nibbling and finally bathing them with his tongue, Mark
moved deliberately from one to the other, pausing only to give his lover a
gentle kiss.  While he continued his oral ministrations, Mark maintained a
steady in and out rhythm massaging the prostate with each stroke.  Within a
few minutes Kevin was sending loud cries of passion and pleasure through
the room as his own dick, untouched, erupted like a volcano that had been
building pressure and seeking relief for eons.  With each strong blast his
young body bucked and his anal muscles squeezed the exquisite tool filling
his insides.  While he pleaded for relief Kevin continued to use his anal
muscles to milk his lover.

Mark enjoyed watching the contorted expressions of pleasure cross Kevin's
face.  His eyes clinched closed, Mark knew his lover was in a world of his
own, a world filled with nothing but pleasure.  Before he finished, Mark
would bring Kevin to another strong climax and with good timing, Mark would
simultaneously release his juices inside the boy, filling him with his
sweet nectar.  Kevin begged Mark to stop because he was so sensitive.  Mark
didn't stop, but he did slow his pace to allow Kevin to get his breath.
The slow strokes continued to stimulate Kevin's prostate.  The boy thought
he was going to die, drowning in an ocean of sexual pleasure.

With Kevin's breathing closer to normal, Mark picked up his pace.  Long
strokes plunging in and out, at first quickly and then slowing, only to
pick up the pace again.  Kevin moaned and begged to be fucked and fucked
royally; Mark was only too happy to oblige as he pushed his tongue into the
boy's ear, duplicating the action of his dick in the boy's love canal.
Mark enjoyed seeing his lover's pleasure almost as much as he enjoyed his
own feelings of sexual gratification.  The only problem the two young
lovers had was that they couldn't go on forever, no matter how hard they
tried.  Eventually, Mark had to concede to the demands of his body to
release the pressure that built within his satiny sac.  Plunging harder,
faster and as deep as he could possibly get, Kevin recognized the motions
and wrapped his arms and legs around his lover, lunging to match his
strokes.  Soon, both young men cried out their release and then collapsed
into a sweaty, but satisfied, heap.

As they lay entangled in a comforting embrace they heard a knock on the
door and then heard the electronic lock release.  The door opened and a
naked boy of about ten walked in.  The boy looked at the two lovers, gave a
slight wave and continued to the bathroom.  Mark and Kevin heard the boy
christen the porcelain god and flush.  When the boy walked back through the
room, he stopped at the side of the bed and looked at the two young men.

"Hi" the boy said with an innocent smile.

"Hi," Kevin responded.  "What's your name?"

"My brothers call me Little JJ, but names really Jimmie-John."

"Why do they call you Little JJ?" asked Mark.

"'Cause my oldest brother is JJ.  My other brother is RJ."

"What's their real names?"

"John-John and Robbie-John.  I know what you been doin'.  You want me ta
jump in the bed wi' ya?"  Mark and Kevin looked at one another,
dumbfounded.

"Jimmie-John, don't you think you're a little young ?"

"No, me and my brothers do it all the time.  Our Pa fucked at least one of
us every day and then sometimes at night he'd have some friends come over
and they'd fuck us, too.  Our Pa taught us when we was real little. Pa said
I was his favorite bitch."  Mark and Kevin just stared at the boy and then
each other, not knowing what to say.  Mark looked at the boy and then
spoke.

"Jimmie-John, do you know if your Pa's friends gave him money when they
came to visit?"

"Yeah, they gave him lots a money; said it was ta git us somethin' for
bein' so good to 'em. Sometimes we'd put on a show for 'em and then let
them fuck us or we'd suck 'em off and he'd really get lots a money.  The
men said it was for makin' 'em feel so good and Pa was supposed ta buy us
somethin'.  I got me a mattress all my own."  Neither Mark nor Kevin could
believe what they were hearing.  JJ told them that his own father was his
pimp and it sounded as though he had used them as whores for most of JJ's
young life.

"Jimmie-John, I notice you don't have any tan lines, but you d have a good
tan.  Did you spend a lot of time outside playing?"

"We was outside most of the time and I got a good tan 'cause we did'n never
wear no clothes.  Me and my brothers don't like 'em 'cause they itch.  We
always went naked.  Our Pa said that was best 'cause it was easier for him
to get to our holes when he wanted us.  Sometimes a friend would come over
during the day and fucked us outside, too.  Mister, I think my Pa might be
real mad with me 'cause we wasn't supposed to say much 'bout what we did.
My big brother might whale the tar outta me if he finds out."

"JJ, no one is going to whale the daylights out of you; now or any other
time.  We won't tell your brothers what you've told us, but we need to ask
you something, too" There was a look of relief on JJ's face while he waited
to hear what Mark wanted.  "How about for right now, you don't tell any of
these other boys what you and your brothers did and don't be offering to
jump in bed with anyone; at least not until we get back home and we can
talk some more, okay?"  The young boy just nodded.  "Why don't you go join
the other boys and we'll be right?  Tell Mr. Jeff we said 'thanks'."

Mark and Kevin watched as a big smile grew across the boy's cute, angelic
face and he walked out of the room.  When he was gone they looked at one
another, shook their heads and then broke out in laughter of disbelief.

"Wait till Daniel hears about this; and he thought the twins were going to
be a challenge!"  Mark commented.  "Let's shower and go have a few words
with our associate, Jeff."

                                                               ***

"Mr. Daniel, can we talk?"  Daniel had been sitting on the garden bench
trying to focus his thoughts on tomorrow's debate.  He looked up when he
heard one of the boys call his name.  In response, he patted the seat next
to him.

Jeremy stood, anxiously looking at Daniel; Ted stood by his friend.  When
Daniel patted the seat Jeremy sat down.  Ted stayed in front of the two,
but squatted down and sat on his ankles.  Both boys were naked and Daniel
realized he hadn't seen Jeremy in a diaper since they arrived.

"Jeremy, I notice you haven't been wearing the diaper.  Have your muscles
strengthened enough for you not to worry about an accident?"

"No sir; not really.  I only have a little bit to go, though.  Mr. Arthur
suggested I might want to wear a plug.  He thought I might be more
comfortable around the other boys.  When I go to bed, though, I put one on
and Ted helps me with my exercises almost every day."

"Well, I'd say you're pretty lucky to have a friend like that.  Don't
worry, it won't be much longer and the problem will straighten itself out.
What can I do for you boys?"

Jeremy looked at Daniel, then to Ted.  It was obvious that he was nervous
and not sure how to ask what he wanted.

"Mr. Daniel, well, I wanna help, but I don't know what to do." Jeremy spoke
tentatively as though he was unsure what to say or even if he should say
anything.  "Ted and me were talkin' and it just seems like there oughtta be
somethin' we can do to help.  The other thing is I need for you to tell me
what to do so I can be like the other boys again."  Daniel looked at the
boy and understood what he was trying to say.  Daniel put an arm around his
shoulders and pulled him close.  He held Jeremy and looked at Ted while he
spoke.

"Jeremy, there is no magic formula for you to be like the other boys.
Everyone is a little different, but I think you've made a big beginning
today.  This morning you admitted that you were scared and didn't know what
to do.  There are a lot of adults who wouldn't be able to admit that to
themselves.  The other big step you've made is to ask for help.  I think a
big advantage for you is that you have two adults that think you are very
special and a friend here who must think the same thing."  Daniel paused to
let Jeremy absorb what he said.

"It won't happen over night, but it can happen.  Most likely you won't even
realize it's happening.  It will be a little here and a little there.  One
day you will look around you and realize how far you've come.  Remember
that it took them two years to put you where you were, it won't take that
long to get back to where you want to be.  You've made good progress
already.  I think you need to decide that you want to trust Mr. Arthur and
Ms. Linda, and even if you don't fully understand what they ask you to do
sometimes, accept what they say because you trust them and know they
wouldn't deliberately do anything to hurt you."  Jeremy leaned his head
against Daniel's shoulder.

"Mr. Daniel, how long did it take you before you knew things would be
okay?"  Ted was surprised and stared at Daniel when he understood what
Jeremy asked him.  Daniel saw Ted's reaction.

"That's right, Ted.  I was once a slave; I was only a year or so older than
Jeremy.  I'm a little surprised that you never asked about the scars on my
back; it'd be difficult not to see them.  My dad is my adopted father and
former master; he freed me and helped me recover.  Jeremy, it really didn't
take that long once I decided that's what I wanted.  That is the most
important thing; you have to want it to happen. Believe me when I say I
understand that even though being a slave is not a particularly good life,
you do learn to cope with the situation.  Once you learn to cope you learn
to accept and how to survive.  Now, you are being asked to make another
drastic change in your life.  I do understand that it's not easy.  But, I
also have the faith in you to know you can make it and those two adults in
there are dedicated to making it happen for you.  What I've said is kind of
heavy, but if you think about it you'll understand."

The three sat quietly.  Arthur and Linda watched from inside the house.
Arthur held his wife close.  Both wanted to go to Jeremy but understood
that Daniel could help him more than anyone else at the moment.  When they
didn't move after a few minutes, Linda and Arthur walked out to them.  They
both stopped only a couple of paces away and looked at Jeremy.  When Jeremy
looked up they could tell that he had been crying.  Linda's expression
showed that she felt hurt for him and helpless; she visually pleaded for
him to let her know what she could do for him.

Jeremy watched both Linda and Arthur.  When he looked at Daniel, Daniel
gave him a nod of encouragement.  Jeremy slowly rose and walked over to
face Linda and looked into her pleading eyes.  He looked over to Arthur and
then wrapped his arms around Linda.  He buried his face in her shoulder but
still looked at Arthur..  Through the tears they heard the boy whisper,
"help me?"

End Chapter Fifty

To Be Continued; comments welcome; contact Dwight Wilson at
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