Date: Tue, 23 Apr 2013 07:24:23 -0700 (PDT)
From: Robert <robertx5sf@yahoo.com>
Subject: Conrad Evans Family Legacy 2

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CONRAD EVANS FAMILY LEGACY
Chapter 2 -- New Boss

"Meet the new boss,
Same as the old boss."
-'Won't Get Fooled Again' - The Who


"Attention, attention; all boys report to the Dining Room for a mandatory
meeting. All boys report to the Dining Room for a mandatory meeting," instructed
Grant, the Home's Director, over the PA system.  Colt was already in the Dining
Room drinking a protein shake for a late breakfast. He was seated at one of the
room's two six person tables when his brothers started to arrive. Billy, the
oldest current resident was the first to arrive. He nodded in Colt's direction,
but avoided eye contact as he took a seat at the other table. Colt figured Billy
was probably confused or maybe angry about what happened last night. Colt made a
mental note to remember to make some time after the meeting to talk to Billy and
clear the air. Billy was turning eighteen in August and would be leaving the
Home and heading to college. Colt wanted to make sure everything was alright
between Billy and him before Billy left.


Sam and Mac were the next to arrive. Sam was fifteen and Mac was thirteen. Colt
remembered his father's comment that all the boys except Sam and Mac had
different mothers. The two full brothers were pretty much a couple, spending
almost all their free time together and both were really good skateboarders.
They both had also died their hair black and adopted an 'emo' look. They sat
down at Colt's table across from him.


"Hey Colt," said Sam.

"Morning, Colt," said Mac.

"Morning guys, you all ready for your trip?" asked Colt.

"Yep, just finished packing right before Grant announced the meeting," said Sam.


"Have you heard anything yet about where we are going?" asked Mac.

"Nope," answered Colt.

A few seconds later, Derrick walked in. His eyes were red and puffy, and he had
a very sad look on his face. As soon as he saw Colt he froze. Colt smiled at the
boy and gave a little wave. Derrick smiled back, ran over to Colt and jumped
onto his lap. "It's okay Derrick. I know what they made you do, and I'm not mad
at you, everything is fine," said Colt hugging the boy.

Derrick started to cry, "I'm sorry Colt. I didn't want to say mean things about
you, but I had to," said Derrick between his sobs.

"I know, it's okay. We all have to follow the rules. You were just doing what
you were told, and I am not in any trouble. That was just a little test for you,
to see if you would obey the rules even when you didn't want to, and you passed
with flying colors. Way to go champ," said Colt as he hugged Derrick to him with
one hand while using his other hand to tussle Derrick's hair.

Derrick leaned back and rubbed his nose. "Colt you stink," said Derrick.

"Sorry about that buddy, I haven't had a chance to shower since yesterday
morning," apologized Colt.

While Colt was busy with Derrick, the remaining two residents, Eric and Jonah,
had entered and sat down at the table with Billy. Eric and Billy bumped fists.
Eric was sixteen and the most athletic of the boys. All the boys, except Billy,
were giving Colt and Derrick questioning looks when Grant walked in.

Grant, was twenty-eight, about six feet tall with a slender build. Colt noticed
that Grant's light brown hair was in the same color range as most of the boys,
dark blond to medium brown with just a few exceptions like Billy's strawberry
blond hair and Eric's auburn hair. Grant though had brown eyes, while the rest
of the boys had shades of blue, green, or hazel eyes. Now that he knew they were
all related, Colt was starting to notice some of the common family features. His
father had mentioned that he liked to try to mix it up a bit when selecting
mothers so that the appearances of all the boys weren't too similar, but there
were still some general traits that they shared.

"Okay, just a couple brief, but important announcements. First, we all know one
of our residents has always been a bit less accommodating and receptive to
taking one for the team," said Grant before he was interrupted.

"That's an understatement," called out Eric.

Grant shot Eric an annoyed look and continued, "And there might be some rumors
going around regarding some events last night and this morning, so I just wanted
to let everyone know what was going on. Colt has always been a bit different
then the rest of you. Rather than continue to try to fit a square peg into a
round hole, some changes are being made. Colt has been selected for a mentorship
program sponsored by the Foundation. He is going to serve as a mentee to our
Benefactor. Going forward, you will be expected to respond to his requests the
same way you would those of his mentor. All the rules that apply to him, now
apply to Colt as well. If their instructions conflict though, the Benefactor's
have priority. The hope is that Colt will prove himself worthy enough to one day
take over running this facility. Congratulations Colt," said Grant.

There were several gasps and all the boys turned and stared at Colt. Derrick,
who was still sitting on Colt's lap, hugged the older boy and said,
"Congratulations." Derrick wiggled his ass on Colt's lap, rubbing it against the
hard seven inch cock that was pressing against his butt through their clothes.

Grant looked over at Derrick and cleared his throat loudly. It was frowned upon
to have openly sexual interactions in the common areas of the Home during the
day. The boys were instructed to treat it similar to a public area ,since there
were occasionally visitors inside the facility. Although it was usually
announced in advance when there would be visitors; Grant did not want the boys
to get into bad habits. After curfew though, they could treat the whole facility
as private since Grant or Roger would have locked the building building down.
"Sorry," said Derrick sheepishly as he stopped his grinding.

Grant resumed talking, "Now, Colt is not being rewarded for bad behavior, so I
don't want anyone getting the idea that if you start acting like him, that
you're going to get special treatment. We may all be orphans here, but that
doesn't mean we aren't a family. I don't want anyone being jealous and causing
problems. We need to continue to treat each other with love and respect. If
anyone has any issue with this change, and wants to speak with me in private, my
door is always open. Also, if one of you thinks Colt ever crosses a line that
you feel he shouldn't have, come to me before you do anything stupid. Everyone
got that?" asked Grant.

The boys all nodded at Grant and there were a few more congratulations given to
Colt. Colt smiled and thanked his brothers. When everyone quieted back down,
Grant continued, "Okay, now for the second announcement. I am sure most of you
can guess what this one is about."

"Fresh meat!" called out Eric, causing the rest of the boys break out laughing
and whistling cat calls.

Grant smiled and fought the urge to join the boys in laughing. After the boys
had quieted back down, he continued, "Yes, we are going to be having a new
resident arrive this afternoon. His name is Logan. Those of you not going on
vacation, will get a chance to meet him this afternoon. Now Logan is a little
effeminate and shy about that, he's been bullied a lot for it so I just want
everyone to be on your best behavior, no teasing the new boy, got it?" Jonah
raised his hand. "Yes, Jonah?" asked Grant.

"What's effim, effem, er, what's that word you used mean?" asked Jonah.

"It means Logan sometimes act like a girl. And because of that a lot of boys
have picked on him. So I want you all to be careful and not say anything stupid
around him that could make him feel bad about being 'girly'," answered Grant.
Then he continued, "Colt was already next in line to mentor a new boy, so he
will be in charge of Logan. Now, even if Colt hadn't been appointed the right
hand of God this morning, you would all still need to get his permission before
playing with the new boy. Everyone except Jonah has been through this drill
before, so I expect you all to behave. Since Sam was Jonah's mentor, he would
normally be responsible for explaining to Jonah how to treat a new resident, but
since Sam and Mac are leaving in less then two hours, I am assigning the job to
Eric. Eric, can you make sure Jonah knows how to act around the new boy?"

"Sure thing," said Eric. He turned to Jonah, "Basically, little guy, pretend
you're not such a huge slut." The boys broke out laughing again as Jonah's face
turned bright red.

"Eric," scolded Grant.

"Man, don't worry, I'll give him the skinny and make sure he behaves. If he
doesn't I'll whoop his ass. Wait, no, on second thought, if he doesn't behave I
won't whoop his ass," said Eric. Jonah stuck his tongue out at him as the boys
laughed at Jonah's expense.

Grant was pleased to see the boys laughing and joking around with each other. He
had feared that the news about Colt might cause some hurt feelings among the
group. He suspected that the boys were just so used to Colt unofficially bossy
them around, that the fact he would be doing it officially now didn't faze them.

"Okay that's all I have for this meeting. Anyone have any questions for me or
anything for the group?" asked Grant. None of the boys said anything. "Okay,
Colt please come to my office at two to discuss Logan's arrival. Sam and Mac,
the car to take you to the airport will be here at noon, also when you get back
to your rooms, there will be a duffel bag on your beds, use it to pack all your
skate gear. You'll be needing it on your vacation." Sam and Mac broke out into
huge smiles when they heard they would need their skate gear on vacation.  Grant
continued, "The rest of you, make sure your chores are done before you play or
leave to go anywhere today, just because it's summer doesn't mean you can goof
off all day."


As the boys got up to leave, Colt walked over and put his hand on Billy's
shoulder. "Billy, you got a minute? We need to talk," said Colt softly.

"Yes Sir," said Billy.

"It's still just Colt, unless were playing," said Colt. He noticed that Jonah
was waiting for him by the door. "Jonah, I haven't forgotten that I promised to
spend some time with you this morning, I just need to talk with Billy for a few
minutes. Why don't you go make sure your chores are finished, then meet me in my
room," said Colt.

"Okay," said Jonah smiling, he then turned and ran out of the room. A couple of
the other boys glanced over at Colt and Billy as they were leaving but didn't
say anything. Colt sat down at the table and motioned for Billy to join him.

"Billy, about last night," started Colt.

"Colt don't worry about it. I know you don't like me that much, and certainly
didn't want me fucking you. I was just doing what I was told. I knew he was
trying to use me to get under your skin," said Billy, staring down at the table.
Colt could sense a sadness in Billy that went beyond the events of last night.

"No, that's just it, I do like you. You are a nice guy and really know how to
fuck. I realized this morning that I didn't really ask you if it was okay if I
fucked you. It was just that last night with, Conr, um, I mean our benefactor,
playing mind games with me, I kind of took it out on you and that wasn't right.
" said Colt, almost slipping up and referring to Conrad Evans by name.

Billy though, had caught the slip, "You almost just called him Conrad. Did you
just now finally learn his name?" asked Billy.

"Yeah. When did he tell you?" asked Colt surprised.

"Colt, no offense, you're generally a smart kid, but sometimes you can sort of
exist in your own little self-centered bubble. He never told me. I saw his
picture when I looked up the name Conrad Evans online after my initiation. I
mean, duh, who else would the benefactor be for a placed called The Conrad Evans
Group Home for Boys," said Billy with a laugh.

"Okay, you got me there. I guess I just didn't want to think about him anymore
than necessary. But, why do you think I don't like you?" asked Colt.

"Well it's pretty obvious, and not just from last night, that you like playing
with the younger boys more than us older ones. Derrick and Jonah are obviously
your favorites and Mac would probably be as well if he wasn't always in the
bathroom with Sam. Also, I think this has been our longest conversation in
months," said Billy.

Colt was silent for a moment as he considered what Billy said. He knew,
objectively, that what Billy said was true; he did enjoy fucking the boys that
were younger than him, more then he enjoyed playing with the older boys at the
Home. Yet at school, the majority of the guys he got blowjobs from, and his fuck
buddies there, were older than he was. Hell, he had even fucked Roger and Grant
more in the past year than he had fucked Billy, and the only times he fucked
Billy were when Jonah and Derrick were busy downstairs.

"Huh, well, I am sorry I have made you think I didn't like you. It wasn't
intentional. I'll have to give what you said some thought, cause I do like you
Billy. You're a great guy. Hell, I love all you guys like you're my brothers,
you're the only family I have. Why don't you come join me and Jonah," suggested
Colt.

"Um well, I made plans to visit Roger in the security room and I'm already late
because of this meeting. But, with your new position, if you want, I'll cancel
on him," said Billy breaking eye contact and looking down at the table.

"No, you keep your date with Roger, but you aren't allowed to cum today until I
say so. After he is done with you, come find me, that's an order. Now go on, get
out of here," said Colt.

Billy kept his head down, but Colt could see a smile spread across his face,
"Yes Sir. Thank you Sir."

Colt headed up to his room while Billy went to go met Roger. Colt opened the
door to his room and found Jonah already inside. The eleven year old was lying
in the middle of Colt's queen bed playing a game on Colt's iPad.

"Jonah, did you ask if you could use my iPad?" asked Colt in a disapproving
tone.

"No. It was just sitting on your desk and I was getting bored waiting for you,
sorry Colt," said Jonah as he sat up and shifted on the bed so that he was
sitting with his legs over the side. His bare feet didn't reach the floor.

"Let me guess, you came straight here after the meeting and didn't finish your
chores like Grant instructed," said Colt.

Jonah didn't say anything but his guilt was written all over his face. He
dropped his head and looked down at his feet, his dirty blond bangs falling and
covering his eyes.

Everyone at the Home knew Jonah was always trying to find ways to get in trouble
in order to get spanked as punishment. At first the rest of the boys encouraged
it because it was fun to spank Jonah. Jonah got really into it and would get so
turned on that he would do anything the boys asked afterwords. When Jonah kept
getting into more and more trouble, Grant had sent Jonah to talk with Adam.
Adam, was a former resident that had become a therapist, and was on call for the
boys if they had any behavioral issues or just needed to talk to someone.
Several times Grant had tried to get Colt to work with Adam about his attitude,
but Colt had always refused.

Grant had relayed to the rest of the boys that Jonah had trouble admitting that
he liked getting spanked, so the boys were trying to get Jonah to stop acting
out in order to get spanked.

"Jonah, you know we have to follow the rules and what is the rule about your
punishments?" asked Colt.

"You guys aren't allowed to spank me for being bad, you have to send me to my
room and I'm not to have sex for twenty four hours," said Jonah, pouting.

"If you knew that, then why were you a bad boy?" asked Colt sitting down next to
Jonah. Colt noticed that even though Jonah was younger than Derrick that there
was something just a bit more mature about the boy. He knew that if he had a
similar conversation with Derrick, that Derrick would be crying by now, but
Jonah was just pouting.

"Well, cause Sir always spanks me when I'm bad and since you are like him now, I
thought, well, uh, I thought you'd still play with me anyway since you can make
up your own rules," said Jonah.

"Jonah, the thing is that when you are with him, he isn't punishing you for
breaking rules, he is punishing you cause you are such a naughty boy when you
are with him. Like last night, I saw you being naughty by making him wait. That
is being naughty in a good way, but here in the Home, you aren't being naughty,
you are being bad to the rest of us. We all have to follow rules, do our chores,
and respect each others property and so do you. Do you understand the difference
Jonah?" asked Colt.


"I think so. I'm sorry I used your iPad without asking," said Jonah. He slid off
the bed and started walking towards the door with his head down and his
shoulders slumped. "I'll go to my room now," he said with a sad pathetic little
whisper.

"Jonah, stop, turn around and come back here," said Colt as he pointed to the
floor in front of where he was sitting on the bed.

Jonah did as Colt ordered, "What?" he asked when he was standing in front of
Colt. Colt cocked his head and gave Jonah a questioning look. The boy was
confused for a moment, then realized Colt was acting like Sir did when they
played. He broke out in a smile as he straightened up, "Sorry Sir."


"That's better boy. Now if you promise me you will stop getting into trouble, I
will let you off with just a warning this time," said Colt.


"I promise to stop being bad Sir," said Jonah.

"Good, now get on your knees and take my shoes off," ordered Colt.

"Yes Sir," said Jonah as he dropped to his knees. Colt held out his left foot
and Jonah unlaced Colt's size 11 sneaker. Grant often joked that Colt was like a
puppy, still growing into his paws. After Jonah had the left shoe off, Colt held
out his right foot. When Jonah removed that  shoe, Colt pressed his foot to
Jonah's chest and pushed the small boy back so his butt was resting on his
heels. He rubbed his foot down the boy's chest and stomach and then started
using his toes to feel for Jonah's dick. He soon found the hard little three
inch nail under the fabric of Jonah's shorts. While his right foot was playing
with Jonah's crotch, he held his left foot up to the boy's face. He knew his
feet must stink as much as the rest of him; he had been wearing his running
shoes without any socks on all morning. He saw Jonah's face scrunch up as he
couldn't avoid the stench of Colt's feet.

"Kiss it," ordered Colt. When Jonah hesitated, Colt tapped him in the face with
his foot. "I said kiss it, now," growled Colt. Jonah leaned in and kissed the
ball of Colt's foot. "Suck my toes. Pretend they are little dicks," said Colt.
Jonah wasn't thrilled about the idea of sucking on Colt's dirty stinky toes.
When he wavered, Colt took his foot and used it to shove Jonah, causing the boy
to tumble back onto the floor.


"After I was nice to you and only gave you a warning for misbehaving, you should
be eager to show me your thanks.  Yet you sit there making faces at me instead
of worshiping my feet. You are being a naughty boy Jonah, and naughty boys get
punished. Stand up," said Colt.


"Yes Sir, Sorry Sir," said Jonah meekly as he picked himself up off the floor
and stood in front of Colt, his head bowed. Colt grabbed the boy's arm and
dragged him over his lap. As soon as Jonah was lying across his thighs, he
started using his right hand to spank the boy's small ass. As Jonah started to
squirm, Colt could feel that Jonah's dick start to harden again; it had gone
soft while Colt was shoving his foot in his face.


Colt spent a good five minutes spanking Jonah through the boy's  cargo shorts.
Jonah was squirming and moaning the entire time, rubbing himself against Colt's
hard cock which was straining against the fourteen year old's jeans. Colt
reached under the eleven year old and unbuttoned his shorts. Jonah held himself
up so Colt could slide his shorts down his legs. Colt left Jonah's tight white
briefs on. He ran his hand over the small little mounds then pulled the
waistband of the briefs back and let it snap back against Jonah, who let out a
little gasp.

Colt resumed spanking Jonah's briefs covered ass. He started using a little bit
more force, causing Jonah to give a little grunt after each blow landed. It only
took a couple minutes of the harder spanking before Jonah's whole body shook as
he had a dry orgasm. Colt continued spanking him while he came. When his orgasm
ended Jonah went limp. Colt stopped spanking him and just caressed the boy's ass
for a minute. Then he grabbed the back of the briefs and pulled them down till
they rested on the middle of Jonah's smooth thighs.


Jonah's cheeks were red. There were still some darker purplish marks from the
spanking Jonah received last night. Colt ran his finger down Jonah's crack a
couple times as he admired the red freshly spanked ass. He then slipped his
finger up Jonah's asshole, stopping at the second knuckle. Jonah let out a
little whimper at the intrusion. "You are such a naughty boy," said Colt.


"I'm sorry Sir," said Jonah, almost purring.

Colt pulled his finger out. "I'm going to give you ten hard ones, I want you to
count them out for me," said Colt.

"Yes Sir," said Jonah. Colt raised his hand then brought it down hard on Jonah's
right butt cheek. "Ugh, ONE," grunted Jonah. Colt let his hand linger on Jonah's
cheek for a second. Then he raised it and gave Jonah four more quick hard
spankings, alternating cheeks with each blow. Jonah grunted with each one but
managed to keep a proper count. Numbers six and seven were extremely hard blows
and Jonah started to have another orgasm after the seventh one landed. The last
three were delivered as diagonal blows that swept across both cheeks. Jonah's
body was shaking from his orgasm and the endorphins rushing through his body.
But the little trooper never lost count, nor failed to call out the proper
number.

Colt's cock was uncomfortably hard and he desperately needed to free it from his
jeans. Jonah was barely conscious, so Colt stood up, lifting the little boy with
him. He then turned around and laid Jonah face down on the bed. Colt quickly
stripped off his own clothes then gently finished removing the rest of Jonah's
clothes as the boy lay on the bed panting. Colt laid down next to Jonah and
gently stroked his stomach.


Jonah seemed to come out of his daze when he felt Colt rubbing him. "I'm sorry
Sir, I should have stripped us," said Jonah. To make up for it, Jonah flipped
himself around on the bed and crawled on top of Colt's legs, his head down next
to Colt's smelly feet. Without being asked he started messaging Colt's feet with
his hands while licking Colt's toes. He ran his tongue over each toe and then
between them. After giving the toes a tongue bath, Jonah started sucking on each
of them in turn. This is why all the boys enjoyed spanking Jonah, the young boy
lost all his inhibitions towards sex after a good hard spanking. Before the
spanking he had cringed at the thought of sucking on Colt's feet, now he was
moaning and grinding his hard little cock into Colt's thigh as he sucked on
Colt's toes.

While Jonah was worshiping his feet, Colt reached back and pulled out a bottle
of lube from a cubbyhole in the headboard. Jonah's ass was just below Colt's
crotch as the boy rested on top of his legs. Colt squirted some lube onto his
fingers then reached down and started working it into Jonah's ass. Jonah moaned
around Colt's toe as a finger was pressed into his ass. It didn't take long for
Colt to get Jonah's asshole loosened up since his father had fucked Jonah twice
last night. After Colt had Jonah ready, he gave Jonah a light slap on his ass to
get his attention. "Okay cowboy, time to ride your colt," he said as he coated
his cock with lube.

Jonah turned around and squatted over Colt's cock. As Colt held the base, Jonah
reached down and guided the tip to his hole. He took a deep breath then slowly
started to sit down on Colt's cock. He pushed out to open up his ass. He
grimaced a little as Colt's fat uncut cock stretched him. While Colt's cock was
about the same length as Sir's cock, it noticeably thicker. Once he had about
half of Colt's length in him, he slowly pulled back off. He reached down and
jacked Colt's cock a couple times to spread some more lube around, then sat back
down on it. This time he was able to make it all way down until his own little
tight ball sack was resting on Colt's small patch of brown pubic hair. Jonah's
own three inch hairless cock was rock hard and pointing upward along his own
belly.


"Yeah, that's a good boy Jonah. Time to play bucking bronco," said Colt as he
started bucking his hips up and down on the bed, bouncing Jonah up and down on
his crotch, his cock sliding in and out of the boy. Jonah started panting again
as the feeling of Colt's fat cock rubbing back forth across that special spot
inside his ass drove him to another orgasm. Colt sat up, wrapping his arms
around Jonah and kissing the boy. He shoved his tongue in Jonah's mouth as the
boy was moaning from the intense dry orgasm. Once Jonah was done with his
orgasm, Colt rolled the pair over then pulled his cock out.


"Roll over on your stomach," instructed Colt. Jonah quickly flipped over. Colt
immediately shoved his cock back up Jonah's ass, driving it balls deep in one
quick thrust. Jonah gave a little grunt as Colt bottomed out in his ass. Colt
had his thighs straddling Jonah's smooth legs and he held his chest up so he
could look down and watch as he fucked his big dick in and out of Jonah's tiny
ass. It didn't take long fucking the boy's tight ass before Colt started to cum.
As his own orgasm took hold he started making short little thrusts as he pumped
his load up his brother's ass. When it was over he collapsed down on top of
Jonah. After a couple seconds of crushing the boy under his weight, he grabbed
the boy and rolled them both over onto their sides. He lay there and ran his
free hand over Jonah's chest, stomach, and crotch, just enjoying the connection
with his brother and the post orgasm euphoria.


Once Colt's dick softened and popped out of Jonah's ass, the younger boy shifted
around and sucked on Colt's cock, cleaning it of the mix of cum, lube and his
own ass. After Jonah had cleaned his cock, Colt slapped the boy on the ass
again, "Okay Jonah, get dressed and go get your chores done, for real this
time."


"Yes Sir," said Jonah. The boy quickly threw on his underwear and shorts then
pulled on his shirt. "Thank's Colt," he said as he left the room.

***

Colt wanted to just lie in bed and take a nap after the events of this morning,
but he caught a look at the clock and realized he needed to get moving. It was
five minutes to noon. He dragged himself out of bed and over to his dresser. He
put on a pair of shorts, not bothering with underwear, then pulled a tank top
over his head. On the way out the door he slipped on a pair of sandals.

He made it downstairs and out the front door just in time to catch Sam and Mac
before they left. Their bags were being loaded into the back of a large Lincoln
Town Car by the driver while they were working their way through the farewell
committee, which consisted of Roger, Grant, Billy, Eric, and Derrick. When they
got to Colt, he put a hand on each of their shoulders, and gave them a serious
look. "Samuel and Macaulay, I am ordering you guys to have a fun time on
vacation," he said then broke into a smile.

"Thanks Colt," said Sam.

"Colt, do you know where we are going? No one will tell us," said Mac.

"Nope. That's on a need to know basis, and apparently none of us need to know,
including you two," joked Colt.


Grant stepped forward, "Okay, time for you boys to hit the road." He handed each
of them a large white envelope with their name on the front. In the corner of
each envelope was a logo which included the words: 'CEFF - Global Youth
Opportunities Summer Conference 2012'. "John will meet you at the airport, he is
your official chaperone for the trip, and you are not to open the envelopes
until he tells you. And for god's sake, don't lose them, your passports and all
the special legal documents you will need to be able to leave the country are in
there. Take care boys," he said, giving both Sam and Mac another hug. Sam and
Mac got really excited when they heard that John was going to be their
chaperone. John had been the one that had first introduced them to
skateboarding, but he had not been back to visit that often after he left for
college two years ago.

After the car left for the airport, Colt turned to Grant and asked, "so where
are they going and what is the Global Youth Opportunities Conference?"


Billy answered instead, "They are going to Shanghai, China. The Global Youth
Opportunities Summer Conference is an annual event where thirty disadvantaged
youths from around the world get to travel to some location for seminars and
activities to build their 'leadership' skills."

"Shanghai, China? Why go all the way over there for some lame seminars?" asked
Derrick.

Eric laughed, "The CEFF seminars are lame, but fortunately when you go Derrick,
you won't have to actually attend the seminars."

"With both Sam and Mac getting invited this year, and John serving as one of the
conference leaders, I don't think it will surprise any of you to learn that the
largest skatepark in the world is located in Shanghai, China," said Billy.

"How did you find all this out Billy?" asked Colt.

Billy let out an exaggerated sigh, "Seriously guys, am I the only one here that
fucking knows how to use the internet? The information on where the Conference
was being held was posted on the Foundation's website like two months ago. Since
I knew Sam and Mac were both going, I just googled Shanghai and skateboarding.
Sometimes it really is that easy." The boys all laughed and then started
playfully shoving each other as they headed back inside the Home.


"Hey Colt, you wanna shoot some hoops with me?" asked Eric.

"I don't know if I have the time, I still haven't showered yet and I need to
meet Grant at two, and somewhere in there I need to spend a couple minutes with
Billy," said Colt.


"Yeah, Colt, you can't leave me hanging," said Billy as he rubbed his crotch.

"Hmm, actually I can Billy. I think I'm going to make you wait a little longer,"
said Colt as he gave Billy an evil smile.


"You bastard," replied Billy.

"Aren't we all," quipped Eric. The rest of the boys laughed at one of the common
jokes made at the Home. "But seriously Colt, come on, you are the only one that
can even give me a challenge on the court. It won't take long, and you'll have
plenty of time to shower afterward, please Sir," begged Eric.

"Colt, you should go, I can wait. I'm kind of starting to get off on holding my
load for you," said Billy. Colt smiled, yep Billy was definitely the most
submissive of the boys.

"Okay, Eric. I just need to run by my room and grab my gym shoes," said Colt.

***

Ten minutes later Colt and Eric were alone in the gymnasium of the Conrad Evans
Academy. The Academy was located adjacent to the group home, which made getting
to school easy. Although since the Academy was served as a boarding school for
the regular students, the boys from the group home actually had the furthest to
travel to get to class in the morning. During the summer though, the regular
students returned home, which gave the Evans' boys the run of the nearly empty
school facilities. Just a small token staff of groundskeepers and administrators
remained at the school over the summer break.

The boys stripped off their shirts and took a few warm up shots. When they were
ready to begin, Eric tossed the ball to Colt, "Since you're in charge now, you
can have first possession, but don't think I'm going to go easy on you just
because you can order me around now."

Colt laughed, he always liked Eric, even if they didn't hang out that often. The
two got along well, shared a love of sports, and it probably helped that Eric
had never once asked to fuck Colt. Colt suspected that Eric might be straight,
as he rarely saw him having sex or fooling around with any of the other boys in
the Home or at school. The sixteen year old jock had already grown into what
Colt was recognizing as 'the Evans body'; usually around six feet tall, give or
take a couple inches, generally slim frame with a little variation depending on
how much effort each individual put into building muscle. Eric had the most
muscular body of any of the boys. Colt admired Eric's body and his eight pack
abs for a second.  Eric also had the most unusual natural hair color of the
group. It was a dark auburn color and was getting wavy as it grew out. Colt knew
Eric would get it cut short in the fall for football season, but Colt preferred
it longer.


"What if I order you to lose to me?" asked Colt, dribbling the basketball and
maneuvering to get past Eric to the basket. As Colt made a break for the basket,
Eric leaned in and gave him a hard shove with his shoulder, shoving Colt away
from the ball, which he then stole.

As Eric dribbled the ball back to the top of the key, Colt glared at him. "If
you order me to lose I'll go tell Grant you crossed one of those lines that
shouldn't be crossed. Then I'll let all the other boys know what a little bitch
you are. Only a little bitch would order someone to let them win, you aren't a
little bitch are you Colt?" asked Eric. Before Colt could answer, Eric drove to
the basket, leaning in to keep Colt from being able to shoulder shove him away
from the ball. But instead of using the same dirty play Eric had, Colt instead
stuck out his leg and tripped Eric. The older boy tumbled to the wood floor and
the ball rolled out of bounds.


"Does that answer your question," said Colt laughing as Eric picked himself up
off the court. Eric just smiled back at Colt then went to get the ball and
tossed it back to Colt. The two boys spent an hour ostensibly playing
basketball, although it seemed to involve more shoving, tripping, and wrestling
then it did actually playing basketball. Eric eventually won by three baskets
but it had been close the whole time.


It was a few minutes after one pm when the boys finished and started walking
back to their home. As they crossed the athletic fields that separated the
school from the group home, Colt could tell there was something Eric wanted to
talk about. "Eric, spit it out, you keep giving me this look like you're about
to say something, then you look the other way," said Colt.

"I'm sorry, Colt," said Eric softly.

"Don't be sorry Eric, just say what you need to say," replied Colt.

"No, that's what I wanted to say, I'm sorry," said Eric.

"Sorry for what?" asked Colt.

"Well, you know, I know none of us are to blame for what he makes us do, but I
still wanted to apologize to you. I know I'm probably just being stupid, but
there is a part of me that is always afraid that whenever you look at me you,
you hate me for, you know," said Eric.

"What the hell are you talking about Eric?" asked Colt since he really did not
know what Eric was referring to.

"I can't tell you," said Eric.

"Well, I order you to tell me and remember, you can't lie to me," said Colt
starting to get angry that Eric was messing with him.


"I know the rules Colt, and so do you, when I tell you I can't, it is honestly
because I can't," said Eric very slowly and looking Colt directly in the eyes.

"Wait, he's ordered you not to tell me something? Something that he had you do
to me, that you feel guilty about? I don't have a fucking clue what the hell you
mean when you say 'you know'," said Colt, his anger being replaced by confusion
and frustration.

"Colt, Sir, if I could tell you anything more, I would. I'm just glad you now
know there is something you don't know, Sir. If he even found out I said this
much, I'd be in serious trouble, please Sir, I beg you, you can't tell anyone
else about this conversation, especially Grant," said Eric. Colt could see a
slight touch of fear in Eric's eyes.

"Don't worry Eric, I won't tell anyone," said Colt putting his hand on Eric's
shoulder.


"Thank you Sir, I knew I could trust you," said Eric, the fear disappearing from
his face and being replaced by a big smile. The boys reached the back door of
the home and Eric punched in the door code then held it open for Colt. "Sir,
since you are in charge now, with the Benefactor away, I was wondering if I
could ask you for a couple of favors, Sir," said Eric.

"Sure, what is it? And Eric, you don't have to call me Sir all the time," said
Colt.


"Thank you Sir," said Eric, winking at Colt and giving him a playful smile.
"First, since you will be hanging out with the new kid this evening, I was
wondering if it was okay if Billy and I used the downstairs playroom tonight.
And the second thing Sir, is that I thought it might be a good idea to take a
group trip to the lake tomorrow. I bet Logan would love it. I know my first trip
to the lake made a big impression on me when I was new here," said Eric.

"Good idea Eric. I'll tell Grant to arrange it. As for the playroom, I didn't
know you played with Billy. Good for you. But, you know we can always use the
playrooms after curfew when the man is out of town, just schedule it with Grant
or Roger. Don't forget I told Billy he had to save his load for me today, so if
I haven't gotten him off by curfew tonight, you are going to have to make sure
he doesn't cum while you guys play," said Colt.


"Not a problem Sir. Colt, maybe you didn't realize I played with Billy because
you try to not think about us. You sort of have a blind spot when it comes to
Bryan, Dylan, John, Luke, Billy, and myself. As for asking Grant or Roger,
you're above them now, so it's only right that I check with you first Sir," said
Eric, his head bowed.


Despite having had sex with Jonah less then two hours ago, Colt felt his cock
growing. There was just something about having his strong jock older brother
calling him 'Sir' and deferring to him that made Colt horny. Colt thought
briefly about going to find Derrick or Jonah but realized he was already cutting
it close as he need to shower and get to his two o'clock meeting with Grant.
Then it occurred to him that he could probably fuck Grant during the meeting if
he needed to.

"Later Colt," said Eric as he entered his own room while Colt continued towards
his room and its private bath. As he entered his room Colt had a strange
thought, 'why didn't I consider fucking Billy or Eric just now? And what did
Eric mean, I had a blind spot when it comes to most of the older boys that have
lived here with me?'