Date: Thu, 21 Feb 2008 12:31:09 -0800 (PST)
From: JMH <trandar2002@yahoo.com>
Subject: Circle the Noun Chapter 23

Here's another chapter of CTN for your enjoyment. The entire series can be
found on the yahoo group as well as the new story The Children of Mir.
Take care.

				    JMH

trandar2002@yahoo.com
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/adultwritingworkshop/

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Greg began packing his bags two days in advance.  Right after his school's
football game, he and Scott would go to back to his old home.  Greg was
really looking forward to showing off his family to Scott.  Over the past
two weeks the two of them had become very close, usually locking themselves
up in one another's room to study.

It took a while for him to get used to it, but after a while Greg was able
to not get a hard-on when Scott would peel off all his clothes once the
door was locked.  Sometimes Greg would join him, taking off everything but
his underwear.

School was going well.  He felt his writing was really improving with Mr.
Bremen's help.  He was also doing well in math and science.  History, after
art was his best course though.  It took some encouragement from his
teacher but he eventually began speaking his opinion in class.  He had also
found that he had a lot of friends.

Scott though was another matter.  He seemed to be either liked or hated by
his classmates and those that liked him acted almost artificially nice.  It
was not long till Greg learned the reason why...  Scott was not so much the
team mascot as the team slut.  The people who hated him hated him for
trying to sleep with every guy in school.  The ones who liked him liked him
for the same reason.  It was not until the night after a football game that
Greg saw the truth of this.

After the game, the quarterback, center, one of the receivers, and two
tackles came home with Scott and Greg.  It was also the same night that
Scott's father, Edward, was having another one of his sex parties.
Ignoring the goings around, Scott handed the football players several six
packs of beer and led them up stairs to his room.
 Curious to see what was planned and with nothing better to do Greg
followed them in.

Soon all the guys were lined up against the wall, stripped naked and
chugging away at the beers.  Scott was on their knees before them, sucking
them off one by one.  This would not have disturbed Greg except for the
names they called Scott... whore, slut, faggot, queer, every demeaning
comment Greg had always feared that kids at school would have called him,
but unlike himself, Scott took it as if it meant nothing.  He then let each
of the team members fuck him up the ass before they finished up the beers
and left Scott on the bed exhausted.  Greg noticed that during it all Scott
never shot his load once.

Hating the smell of sex that filled the room, Greg went to the bathroom and
wet a washcloth.  He then took it to the bed where Scott lay, crying
softly.  While stroking Scott's hair, Greg washed the cum off Scott's back.
When done with that he turned Scott over so he could see his face.  It was
filled with pain and the stains of tears and dried cum.
 Greg washed those away as well.

The cleaning done, Greg went to Scott's dresser and took out a pair of
clean underwear.  He then went to the bed and helped Scott get into them.
Greg then pulled the stained comforter off the bed so that only clean
sheets remained.  He put the still despondent Scott under them before he
joined him in the bed, wrapping his arms around Scott's waist.

It was just about the time that Greg's eyes closed for the last time of
that night when Scott turned around and faced Greg.  "I am sorry," he
cried.

"It's ok..." Greg managed to say before his eyes closed.

"I love you," Scott told his now unconscious companion.

It was things like this that made Greg want to bring Scott into his real
family... to see there could be love without sex.


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Today Kyle and Glenn were to meet the new help.  It had required them to
add a prefab house in their large backyard, but now they had the room to
house a fitness instructor/dietician for Glenn.  Another fitness instructor
would work with Kyle, but he was not needed to cook the meals.

Tad, 44, looked almost like a mid-20-year-old bodybuilder except for gray
sideburns mixed in with his short curly black hair.  He carried himself
with an overwhelming self-confidence that matched how his muscles stretched
out his shirt.

When Kyle met Tad at the door he had been half sure it was a mistake.  The
guy was to be a physical therapist but he looked like he could break both
he and Glenn with a finger.

"Hi...Tad Romano," he said with a wide grin that showed off his brilliant
white teeth.  In one of his hands he held a photo album.

"Hi..."

"You're Kyle... glad to finally meet you."

"How did you know that?"

"Doug sent me photos of both you and Glenn.  I see I have my work cut out
for me, but I've never failed it."

"Ummm...
 come inside," Kyle said as he got out of the way.  He brought Tad in and
took him to the living room where Glenn was resting.

"So this is our patient..."  Tad grinned.

"Yep..."  Kyle smiled... "doesn't he look cute asleep like that."

"Well, by the time I'm done with him he'll be the hottest piece of meat in
the market... after you of course.  Let me show you my photos so you can
see what you can expect.

"Should we wake Glenn?"

"Nah...  let him sleep," Tad said as he opened the album.

Inside were dozens of before...between...and after pictures with the names,
age, waistline and biceps measurements at the different stages.  Just like
the infomercials the before pictures showed sad, slouched, unhappy men and
just like those commercials the pictures progressed showing happier,
slimmer, men with bigger muscles.  Kyle also noticed other changes in the
men.  First... as time progressed, the men's body hair began to disappear.
The clothing also changed from normal full size trunks to speedos till the
guys were wearing stringy thongs.  The smiles the men had were also a
little off.  Instead of looking like a normal I'm-good-looking smile they
looked more like a I've just been fucked up the ass and I really enjoyed it
grins.  That was when it hit him... as the pictures progressed the guys
sent increasingly stronger signals on his gaydar.

"Do you work exclusively with gay men?" Kyle had to ask.

"That depends on what you mean," Tad said evasively.

"Well?"  Kyle said, not sure what else he could ask.

"It depends, because I don't always take on a gay client, but by the time
I'm done with them they are very gay."

"You seduce them?" Kyle said shocked.

"I prefer to call it sex motivation therapy," Tad said with a wide grin as
he moved closer to Kyle.

Kyle had been with Glenn for so long he had almost forgotten what it felt
like to have another guy hit on him... almost.  "Ummm I think we need to
wake Glenn up now."  Kyle coughed.

"Fine..."  was all Tad said, but behind that single word Kyle sensed that
Tad was really saying... fine, but just so you know, both you guys' asses
will be mine."

This made Kyle so nervous that he hopped off the couch and went to the one
that his lover was resting on.  "Glenn wake up... the trainer is here."

"What...  oh sorry... I should not have fallen asleep," Glenn apologized as
he sat back up.  "Hello."

""Hi...  Tad Romano," Tad said with his brilliant white smile as he stood
up to shake Glenn's hand.  He held that hand with a hard grip as he lifted
Glenn off the couch.  "Your first day home?"

"Yes."
 Glenn smiled.

"Well show me to the house you got set up for me and then we can get to
work."

"He just got back," Kyle said nervously.

"Yes but he has been doing physical therapy at the hospital I know.  He can
even run half a mile now."

"I know but..." Kyle said nervously.

"Kyle...  I'm ok.  I just took a nap because I had just finished my last
therapy session when you picked me up."

"I know," Kyle said, near to tears.  Anything that reminded him of how
close he had lost Glenn upset him.

"Come on, love birds, I'll have you both fit in no time."  Tad grinned.

Kyle led him to the house in the backyard.  It had been customized so that
instead of having three bedrooms, a living room, two bathrooms, and a den;
the den and living room had been combined into a large exercise room.  One
of the bedrooms and baths had been combined to fit a sauna, a large
gym-style shower, and a five-person hot tub.  The second bedroom was now a
therapy room, containing a treadmill with monitoring equipment and a
massage table.

Everything seemed to be to Tad's liking until they go to the last
bedroom... the place where he was supposed to sleep.  "Ummm... why the
small bed?" he asked disappointed that it was not even a queen-size.

"How big of a bed do you need?"

"Well large enough for all three of us."

"What do you mean?" Glenn asked confused.  Kyle, having seen Tad's photos,
knew what Tad was hinting at.  Tad had made it clear that he slept with his
clients.  It seemed that he and Glen were not going to be any different.

"Well, we can get you a larger bed," Glenn said, still clueless.

"What size bed do the two of you have?"

"A king size," Glenn said while the color drained from Kyle's face.

"No...  hell no... you are not getting our bed," Kyle said quickly.

"It would save ya'll some money."  Tad smiled.  "I also find that people
are more relaxed when sleeping in their own bed."

"What is this all about?" Glenn asked confused.

"Glenn...  Robert sent us a prostitute."  Kyle accused.

"Hey I resent that... my job is to get the two of you back into shape...
the sex is just how I motivate my clients," Tad said.

"Well, I don't know if we need those services," Glenn said but not without
blushing.  "Just help get us into shape and change our diets and everything
will be ok."

"Fine," Tad said with his wide smile.

After that they all went back to the main house where Tad went over what he
would do.  He would prepare all meals for the first three months.  There
would be no trips to Mc Donald's or any other restaurants for that matter.
Everything was to be done in the house in the backyard...  working, eating,
bathing, and exercising.  The only thing he gave them an option of was
sleeping back in their own bed but he made it clear that he expected that
both of them would be too tired to even make the walk back to their house
by the time he was done with them all day.  Luckily for Kyle and Glenn,
Terry and Richard were going to be around to help take care of Ashley.

Tad then went to the kitchen with several trash bags and began cleaning it
out leaving only two apples, a stalk of celery, and a jug of water.  What
went out were all the meat, pasta, chocolate cake, ice cream, eggs, milk,
and butter.

"Hey...  I was going to use some of that stuff for dinner tonight," Kyle
complained.

"I'm in charge of the cooking."

"Not if I fire you..." Kyle grumbled as he left the kitchen.

"Can't...  I work for Robert, not you," Tad said as he went looking through
the pantry.

When he was done, he had filled seven trash bags full.  There was not much
left in the kitchen.  "Sooo... who wants to go shopping with me!" Tad said
after tossing the stuff into his suburban.

"What are you going to do with our food?" Kyle asked instead.

"I'm, going to drop it off at a homeless shelter," Tad said as he washed
his hands.

"See Kyle... he's not that bad of a guy."  Glenn laughed.

"Yeah...  but now I have nothing to cook with."

"I told you Kyle... I'm doing all the cooking," Tad repeated calmly.

"Well then I better go with you then to make sure you're not planning to
feed everyone rabbit food," Kyle said as he went to put in his coat.

"I'll come too," Glenn said as he tried to get up.

"No...  you need to rest," Kyle insisted.

"Ok hon."  Glenn grinned.

Leaving the house, Tad and Kyle sat in silence during the trip to the
homeless shelter. But on the way to the store Kyle spoke up.  "I don't want
you sleeping with Glenn."

"Can I at least know why?"

"It's not that I think you will steal him from me... I just don't want you
to kill him."

"Kyle...  have you and Glenn done anything sexual since the heart attack?"
Tad asked concerned.

"Why is that any of your business?"

"Because it is my job to take care of you and Glenn... think of me as more
the a fitness instructor, nurse, dominatrix, and anal massage therapist...
think of me as a parent."

"I am over ten years older than you," Kyle said nervously... a
dominatrix... how could Robert have sent them this guy.

"Don't worry, I have no plans of tying you up and whipping you... that I
reserve for my closeted clients.  Nope it will be just tough love for you
and Glenn and the first thing I have to tell you is... get over you worries
about having sex with your husband.  The doctors said it was ok a week
ago."

"How do you know that?"

"I'm a nurse and part of my job requires that I know about the patient's
records, which includes complaints that you have been unwilling to make
love to Glenn since the heart attack."

"He almost died... we were fucking and he keeled over clutching his arm.
He almost fucked me to death.  How can I make love to him if I know there
is a risk that it might kill him."

"That is why you are going to surrender yourself to me," Tad said as he
moved his head closer to Kyle.  You are going to let me take the
responsibility for your lovemaking.  I'll tell you what is safe.  I'll
monitor how Glenn reacts.  It is the only way you are going to get over
your fear."

"It could kill him," Kyle cried.

"It could one day, but the risk of that is near to getting struck down with
lighting.  I even brought a defibulator with me just so you can feel safe."

"I don't know if I trust you enough to do what you say."

"I know Kyle... it will take time," Tad said patiently.  "But I am a master
of this sort of thing... getting uptight guys like you to trust me without
falling in love."

"Ok..."  was all that Kyle was able to say.  He needed to do something to
get over his fear.  Glenn was showing understanding and patience, but still
it would not be realistic for the two of them to take the vows of celibacy
just so he would not worry about loving his partner to death.


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Since there were so many of them at the house for dinner, all the kids
except for Ashley, who ate earlier before being sent to bed, ended up
eating at the main house while the adults ate at Tad's.  After picking up
the food from the grocer, Tad had shown Kyle how to make tofu spinach using
very little oil, charred garlic, and shitake mushrooms.  He also cooked up
some streamed brown rice that he had left to soak so it came out very moist
and sticky.  Dessert was made up of chilled slices of mango.

Greg had still not asked Scott why he let his teammates treat him so badly.
He wanted the week at home to be a happy time for Scott.  Reminding him of
what happened after every football game would just depress both of them.

Greg noticed that he was not the only one nervous...  Nathan and David
looked like they had a lot on their mind as well.  It was so hard to know
what was going on with everyone now that they lived in separate homes.
Greg no longer could learn the family news by just listening in.  He had to
be intentionally told to have a clue to what was really happening now.

It was late when Nathan's dad came in carrying an envelope, which he handed
to his son.  "Mrs. Williams charged me the full rate alright," he sighed as
he took a seat.

"What does it say, dad?" Nathan asked concerned, seeing the look of worry
on his face.

"Read it... then show it to David.  We have a lot to talk about."

Nathan read it one time without the scope really hitting him, but when he
saw the look of shock and terror on David's face, the reality hit him and
he began to cry.

"He has AIDS..." David sighed as he dropped the report on the table.

"Yes...  he does... which mean all of you need to get tested.  You, Nate,
and Philip," Josh said in a very tired voice.

"Who has AIDS?" Greg asked.  He could see the fear on their faces and it
scared him.

"Thomas has AIDS," Josh said when Nathan and David did not speak up.

"Oh my god..." Greg exclaimed.  David and Thomas had fooled around which
meant that David could be infected.  This also meant that Nathan and Philip
stood a chance of the same as well.

"David, you ok..." Greg had to ask.  Unlike Nathan, who was crying, and
Philip, who looked shocked, David just stood there, stoic.

"I need to be alone," David said as he got up from the table.

"David...  your dad would like to talk to you," Josh called after him.

"He knows?" David sighed.

"Yes."

"I'll talk to him... just not right now."

"Ok...  and David... everything will be ok."

"I wish I felt the same," David struggled to say.  He then went into a run
and ran out of the house.  His jeep was soon heard barreling out of the
driveway.

"Nate...  are you ok?" Josh asked his son.

"Dad...  I don't know what to do..." Nathan cried.

Josh went over to his son, lifted him out of his chair and hugged him.
"It'll be ok, Nate.  Tomorrow we will go to the hospital.  The labs are
usually closed on the weekend but Patrick has arranged for a tech to do the
blood work for us.  You should come with us as well, Philip."

"I will," Philip replied still stunned.  "I think I need to be alone
myself."

"Ok...  just be at the house tomorrow morning."

"Alright..."  Philip sighed.  He then braced his hands on the table and
tried to push himself up.  He then stumbled with Josh catching him before
falling.  Philip clung to Josh like a rock in a storm as he burst into
tears.

"I'm so sorry, daddy," Philip cried as he clung to Josh.

"Shhhh...  it's not your fault, Philip."

"Why does everything have to be going wrong?"

"Philip, we are here for you, regardless of what happens we will take care
of you."

"Please call me son."  Philip wept.

"Ok...  son... and you can call me dad as well."

"You don't know how long I have wanted to call you dad," Philip confessed
as he continued to cry on Josh's shoulder.  "You taught me baseball... you
remember?"

"Yes...  you were on my son's little league team," Josh said as he stroke
the poor boy's head.

"All the grown ups in my family are such jerks... you were the first adult
who was nice to me.  I wanted you to take me home and away from my fighting
parents."

"I'm sorry, Philip."

"But now I can call you dad... I might be dying but I can finally call you
dad."  Philip laughed at the irony as the tears continued to fall.

"Would you like to move in with us?  Make our home your home?" Josh asked.

"Can I?" Philip said with pleading eyes.

"Yes...  you can... my son."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you..." Philip repeated over and over again.

"So...  are you going to be ok?" Josh asked, lifted Philip head off his
chest so he could look him in the eye.

"I think so.  I just need to go to coach Anderson's house and pick up my
things."

"Then you do that... and here."  Josh smiled as he took his keys out of his
pocket.  He took one off and handed it to Philip.  "Since it is now your
home, you might as well have a key."

"Thanks...  dad," Philip said as he wiped his nose.

"You're welcome, son... why don't you go pick up your things and meet us
back at the house."

"Will do.  See you, brother," Philip tried out for size as he waved goodbye
to Nathan.

"By bro..."  Nathan smiled back.

Once Philip was gone, Nathan went to his dad and hugged him.  "Thank you
for doing that... it means a lot to Philip."

"I know, son... I know.  I think when he came on to you he was not looking
so much for a boyfriend as a family."

"I've gotten the same feeling.  Are you going to be ok?"

"I think so... unlike everyone else I don't think I want to be alone
tonight."

"Well, soon Robert and the rest of us will be heading back home.  How about
we exercise the stress off and then relax in the hot tub."

"Ok."

"By the time you are tired, Philip should be back.  The two of you can
cuddle together, but no sex... not until we get the test results back."

"Ok..."  Nathan said, wishing his father had not reminded of the reality of
the situation.

"How are you doing, Greg?" Josh asked as he continued to hug his son.

"It is just a lot to take in... I knew David and Thomas had slept together
but I did not know Thomas had AIDS."

"Yes...  if anything investigating Thomas at least warned us of the risk to
the three of you."

"Why were ya'll investigating Thomas in the first place?" Scott asked.

"He was planning to try to hurt our family.  Josh sighed as he let go of
Nathan and took a seat.

"Want me to tell them, dad?" Nathan asked... seeing the tired look grow
deeper on his father's face.

"You know better than I what he was up to," Josh admitted.

"Well?"  Greg asked Nathan, who also took a seat.

"Thomas likes outing other guys... he gets off on it.  He tried to do that
to Philip and David, but both of them decided to take the pleasure away
from him by outing themselves.  We thought that would have ended it all but
then Thomas found out about David and me.  He even had a film of David and
I making out in the bathroom."

"Dang..."  Greg said."

"Well..."  Nathan continued.  "Thomas wanted to really screw us over so he
went to the one girl who he thought he could use to out me...  Rebecca."

"And did she?"

"Nope...  she's great.  With her help we were able to destroy the tape.
She told Thomas that there was going to be an orgy at that aquatics center.
She even volunteered to get the footage herself."

"And he fell for it."  Greg laughed.

"Yep...  he did.  Of course he did not fully trust her... he did follow her
to the front door of the aquatic center and he did watch David, Philip, and
several of the other water polo team members enter, but all that Rebecca
got footage of was David's tryouts for the team, which took up so much
space that Rebecca deleted all that stuff with David and me."

"He might have copies of it you know," Greg warned.

"Yeah...  that is a risk but if you saw how angry he was when he saw what
Rebecca recorded you might think he was so stupid to give her his only
copy."

"Well, here's hoping."  Greg smiled.  "So that was what he was planning to
do... show off to his friends a video of you and David making out."

"No...  he was planning to send it to the school board so that David and I
would get into trouble," Nathan said. He then took a deep breath before
continuing.  "He was also planning to tell his school councilor that he saw
the adults and us having sex."

"What do you mean?" Greg said, not getting it.

"He means that Thomas is planning to tell his councilor that he saw me
molesting you, David, and Nathan," Josh said, his face becoming red with
anger.

"But that's a lie... that's the biggest lie I have ever heard in my life!"
Greg shouted, instantly mad.

"Yes...  that is why we started investigating Thomas... looking for some
blackmail to shut him up."

"But why bother... there is no way he could prove it," Scott spoke up.

"In the courts yes... but how many people will look at our family
differently.  We would win with a judge but not with the public...  they
would just stereotype us with pedophilia."

"And there is no way in hell I'm going to let some punk kid do that to
Josh," Robert said as he entered the kitchen.

"So you are going to blackmail him... threaten to tell everyone he has
AIDS?" Scott said with some distaste.

"And why the hell not.  It's not like he doesn't know already and look at
what he does... he tries to sleep with other guys... spreading the
infection to others."

"Yeah...  what a jerk" Scott admitted.  He then reached for his phone and
left the room.  "Phone call... sorry."

"Dad...  it will ruin his life at school if it gets out," Nathan said,
feeling just a little sorry for Thomas.

"I know... being gay is hard enough in school.  I can't imagine trying to
go with everyone looking at you as the walking dead or worse, a walking
disease.

"Greg...  I have to go... something has come up," Scott excused himself."

"Are you going to come over to the house?" Greg asked concerned.

"Yeah...  it will be after midnight though," Scott apologized.

"Ok..."  Greg said before turning his attention to Nathan.  "It looks like
it will only be you and me then... the housewives."  He laughed.

"Yeah, but I'm no house wife," Nathan agreed.

"Ok you two... we grown ups need to finish talking and then we will be on
our way.  Ya'll can leave whenever you want, just clean your dishes before
going," Josh said as he got up from the table as Robert took his hand and
led him away.

"Ok dad... will do," Nathan said, waving goodbye.  He then looked and Greg.
"So tell me, how are you and Scott getting along."

"We're doing alright... but you know I think we were just tricked by our
boyfriends.  They all claimed to want to be alone but look at all the
dishes they left us."  Greg laughed.

"Yeah...  don't worry, we'll get back at them," Nathan chuckled.

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