Date: Mon, 26 Mar 2012 17:33:31 -0700
From: Dave <outinwest@gmail.com>
Subject: The Society Boys Part 61

The Society Boys
By Connor Matthews


Chapter 61 -- Kyle's Smackdown

The next few days were uneventful, which was nice as it allowed me to catch
up on the `Q' things that I had been avoiding. Troy and J.P. had been
checking in everyday and seemed to be having a good time together.

I was at the `Q' house when the phone rang and it was the school asking if
I was Kyle Christianson's legal guardian.

"Well technically Kyle is emancipated, so he doesn't have guardians, but he
lives with us and we help him out when needed," I explained.

"He asked us to call you as he's been in a fight and has been taken to
St. Paul's Hospital."

"Is he alright?"

"He's banged up but I don't think it's serious."

I thanked the caller and told her I'd be there as fast as I could.  It took
me just under half an hour to get to the hospital.  I found him in an
emergency room bed and he looked terrible.

"Are you alright, Kyle?" I said as I went up and put my arm around him.  He
winced and I quickly took my hand off. "Sorry."

"What happened?" I asked concerned.

"Long story but I didn't really mean to start the fight," he said as I sat
down.  I thought perhaps I heard him wrong.

"Excuse me; did you say that you started the fight?" I asked surprised.
Kyle didn't have a mean bone in his body.

"It appears that way."

Kyle looked down and then told his story.  "I was over at the mall at lunch
and a guy tripped me and tried to get my wallet and keys, so I kicked him
in the balls and ran."  He paused and looked at me.  I raced back to the
school and I was almost back inside when a guy grabbed my shoulder behind
me.  I thought it was the same guy again, so I turned around and punched
him in the face.  Turns out it wasn't the guy, it was just someone
wondering if I was ok.  But since I punched him, he hit me back and we
fought, then his friends joined and it turned into a bigger fight."

As we talked, the school principal showed up and shook my hand.  "Good to
see you again, Mr. Masters. How are you doing, Kyle?"  he asked.

"Fine, just a little busted up," he said quietly.  The principal sat down
and looked at both of us.

"I'm glad that you're alright.  The other boy, Jordan, has a busted nose
and is also here in hospital. As you know, we have a zero tolerance for
violence, as you are more than familiar with, so we have no choice but to
suspend Kyle pending the investigation.  If the other student's parents
press charges and Kyle is found guilty of assault, he would be expelled."

"Would I be able to talk to the parents of the other student?"

"They are actually over there with their son," He said as he pointed across
the emergency ward.  He said he was going back to the school but wanted to
make sure that the guys were okay. I asked him if he could do me a favor
and give Aaron the keys to Kyle's truck.  I quickly called Aaron and told
him what had happened.  He said he would come over right away, but I
assured him that there was nothing he could do.  I told him we would call
as soon as we knew something and asked if he would look after Kyle's truck.

Then I called Colin to tell him what had happened and he said he would put
Sam, our lawyer, on alert.  The doctor came in and said they were going to
take some x-rays to see if there was any internal damage.  I told him I'd
meet him as soon as he got back and went in search of the parents of the
other guy.  I had their name from the principal so they were easy to find.

"Hi, I'm Justin Masters, Kyle's guardian."  I had no idea how to identify
myself. Roommate didn't seem strong enough, fuck buddy wouldn't have been
appropriate, so I went with guardian.  "I'm sorry about what happened
today. I hope your son is alright."

"Well, Mr. Masters, he has a broken nose and several lacerations thanks to
Kyle.  If I may say so, you hardly look old enough to be Kyle's guardian."

"We technically Kyle is emancipated and lives with us. We make sure he is
okay, so while I'm legally not his guardian, we do look out for him."

"Seems like that's going well," he said sarcastically.

"Kyle is a great guy. He's one of the most level headed guys I know.  He
thought he was being attacked and fought back. I think that comes from his
memory of when I was kidnapped and assaulted for being gay.  He didn't want
that to happen to him.  He was jumped at the mall and was running back to
the school when your son came up behind him.  What happened after that was
just a series of unfortunate circumstances."

"It was definitely unfortunate, but that doesn't give him the right to hit
others.  We will be pressing charges and we'll see you in court," he said
bluntly making it obvious that our conversation is over.

"Well, I'm sorry to hear that, regardless of the Kyle is sorry for what
happened and so I am."  I turned and walked away to go and wait for Kyle.
I called Sam directly and told him what I had learned.

"I'll be over in a few moments, but don't worry about it. There are enough
extenuating circumstances that this won't get very far." He hung up and
Kyle was brought back to the emergency room shortly afterwards.  His hand
was bandaged in a splint to hold it firm.  As he lay there obviously still
in some pain, and his face looking worse than before, the doctor came in
and explained his condition.

"Kyle has fractured his hand and had multiple cuts and bruises on his
body. He also had some internal bruising especially on his ribs. He'll be
extremely sore for a while and should take at least a week to rest. Is he
allergic to anything?"

Kyle shook his head no.

"I'll give you some painkillers and he should see his family doctor in a
week.  The nurse is going to come in and clean out the cuts and bandage you
up," he wished Kyle well and left.

"That's it? All I get is some bruises and a fractured hand?  Bummer."
Grinned Kyle.  "I feel like I've been hit by a bus, then smacked by a tank
after being stood on by an elephant. Thanks for coming down for me,
Justin."

"No problem buddy."  I didn't tell him what I'd learned from the parents of
the other guy.

"Did you know that these gowns they put you in are open in the back? I
think my ass is hanging out."

"So, you like the gown then?" I smiled at him.  He grinned back but tried
not to laugh as it obviously hurt.

"You know the worst part? I think they kicked me in the balls too, and
they're hurting like a bitch. I hope they don't get bruised."

"Seems like a good excuse to ask your boyfriend to massage them for you."
He smiled again.

We kept talking for a bit and the nurse finally came in. Unfortunately for
Kyle, the nurse was a really good looking guy. If it had been a girl, Kyle
wouldn't have blushed seventeen shades of red.

"I am going to have to work on his wounds for a moment if you would like to
step out," he said to me.

"Can he stay?" asked Kyle holding my hand.

"If you are sure you're okay with it."

"We live together so it's cool," he said smiling at the nurse.  The gown
was lowered to expose Kyle's chest and I was shocked to see just how much
bruising was already there.  A couple of cuts on his shoulder and some on
his arms were pretty bad but other than that he just looked bruised.  The
nurse cleaned the cuts and put some antiseptic on them followed by
bandages.  He was starting to look like a professional extreme fighter
after a big match.  Then the gown was put back up and the nurse checked his
legs which were ok, just bruised.  Finally the gown was pulled aside to
expose Kyle's genitals.  The nurse carefully checked him and decided that
he didn't need anything done there. Kyle was staring at me trying not to
react to his cock being fondled.

He was asked to turn over on his side gently and the rest of him was
checked. The nurse even pulled his ass cheeks apart to make sure there
wasn't any anal damage, which fortunately there wasn't.  He told Kyle he
was done and allowed him to turn back over.  He asked if he needed anything
and said he'd be right back with the paperwork.

"Wow, I am sure glad I didn't get a boner when he was playing with me."

"I'm not sure he was playing with you, more like checking to make sure you
were okay," I laughed. I helped Kyle sit up and get dressed back into his
clothes. Once he was done we pulled the curtain back and Sam was waiting
for us.  He came in and introduced himself again and told Kyle not to worry
about anything.  They talked for a bit as Kyle explained the whole story in
his words

"Just to let you know what I'll do. We'll be contacting the police to get
the tape from the mall about the initial attack.  Then we'll find out the
intentions of the parents of the boy you hit, but if we can determine that
he touched you first, then it's self defense."

The nurse returned with some papers for Kyle, and Sam asked me to step out
for a second.  I told him what the parents had said and he laughed. "Don't
worry this should be cut and dry.  If we wanted to, we could sue them for
assault on Kyle, especially since other boys got involved too.  Hell, we'll
even turn it into a hate crime assault and sue the school if they insist on
causing trouble for Kyle.  You just take him home and leave the rest to
me."  Sam shook my hand and patted me on the back as he left.  I called
Colin to let him know that we were heading home and he said he'd meet us
there. We stopped to get the prescribed painkillers on the way.

I helped Kyle upstairs and although he kept insisting he was fine I could
see the pain in his face as each step jarred him.  I told him that he was
going to stay in bed for a day or two.  "Can I have people over to stay in
bed with me?" He grinned.  At least he was the same old Kyle.

"I dunno buddy, you're pretty hideous. No one would want to sleep with you
now," I grinned as I sat down beside him.

"Except you, right?"  He smiled as he sat upright in the bed.  He reached
out to give me a hug and I gently hugged him back. "Thank you, Justin.  I
was actually pretty scared today. I've never been in a fight before and I
thought I was going to die." He cried a little as he leaned against me.

"Well, despite what happened, I'm proud of you. You fought back against a
mugger, then beat the crap out of someone you thought was attacking you.
It was impressive to say the least.  In case you didn't know, you broke the
other guys' nose."

"Oh shit, really?  He'll be pissed at me."

"Probably, but he shouldn't have grabbed your shoulder. Nor should his
friends have gotten involved in the fight. Tell you what, why don't I get
you a drink and some food and we can hang out in here and watch a movie.
What would you like?"

"Pizza and beer," he grinned.

"Alright. Pizza and Coke it is!"  I laughed as I went to order the food.
Aaron arrived shortly afterwards and ran upstairs to see Kyle.  He was
shocked at how bad he looked, but Kyle was showing off his wounds like they
were a trophy.  He was more than happy to let Aaron see him naked and take
pictures.  Actually the pictures would be a good idea in case we needed
them for court, but Aaron was getting a little carried away with the cock
and ball pictures, but Kyle was having fun with it.

"Are you staying for dinner and the movie?" I asked.

"No, I have to get home.  I just wanted to make sure Kyle was okay and
bring the truck home.  Can someone give me a ride back?"

"Why don't you just hang on to Kyle's truck?  He won't be going anywhere
for a while."  I left for few minutes to give the guys some privacy as they
said goodbye, although I knew they wouldn't care if I was there or not.  As
Aaron headed out he gave me a hug and thanked me for looking after Kyle and
said he'd be back tomorrow.

Kyle, Colin and I had pizza and watched a movie in the bedroom until he
fell asleep.

"I'm just glad nothing permanent happened," I said to Colin as we lay in
bed together.

"Me too.  He's pretty lucky that's it's just few cuts and bruises.  I
seriously can't believe that he broke the other guy's nose. He's a regular
Rocky."

We were both pretty relieved that Kyle was okay and somewhat thankful that
he knew how to take care of himself.  In the morning, I called the school
to ask them to make sure they gave Aaron any homework that Kyle might need.
The principal said that the parents of the other guy had pressed charges,
so Kyle would not be able to return until it had been sorted out.

"Is the other boy allowed to return?"  I asked bluntly.

"Yes, he will return once his parents feel he is recovered enough," he
informed me.  I decided not to say anything to the principal and thanked
him for making sure that Aaron received Kyle's assignments.  Then I called
Sam and told him what I had just learned.

"As I mentioned Justin, don't worry about it. I heard from the boy's
parents that they were planning on pressing charges, so I have filed
charges first. As for the mugging, the mall manager is sending us a copy of
the surveillance video as well as cooperating with the authorities.  You
should probably expect the police to be there today to take Kyle's
statement.  Just let him know only to talk about the mugging.  If the
police question him about the fight, inform them to talk to me directly."

Sam was amazing.  I guess you get what you pay for.  Later in the morning,
Kyle's phone rang and I answered it as he was still sleeping.

"May I speak to Kyle Christianson, please?" said the voice at the other end
of the phone.

"I'm sorry he's sleeping at the moment. This is Justin, can I take a
message for him?"

"This is Carl Hanover, I am the lawyer for Jordan Lumley, the young man
that Mr. Christianson assaulted yesterday. I wonder if we could meet to
discuss this case and reach a settlement."

"I think you need to talk to our lawyer for that.  Anyway, isn't the
assault a police matter, why are you involved?"

"The assault is being handled by the Crown, but I will be taking care of
the lawsuit for damages."

"Oh, good, because we will be seeking lots of damages from your client and
the others who were involved in the assault on Kyle."

"I think you may have it backwards, Justin. We are looking for damages from
Kyle."

"Well good luck with that. Our lawyer is Sam Randleman, would you like his
number or do you have it?" I said grinning to myself.

"No, I have it." He said sounding somewhat surprised.

"Excellent.  Please deal with him from now and don't bother Kyle directly."

He thanked me and hung up.  I couldn't wait to see how this was going to
play out.

The next couple of days, Kyle had more visitors than the Pope.  People were
coming and going so much that I thought perhaps I could charge admission.
`Come see the damage to one of the gay community's biggest attractions.'
Kyle was loving it and had no problem showing everyone his cuts and
bruises. I wondered why we didn't just lay him out on a white sheet and let
people wander past and take pictures as if he were the crown jewels.  Okay,
I know, we could insert a joke about his family jewels at this point, but
come on, that would be too easy, kind of like Kyle.  The cops visited and
took the statement about the mugging.  They told us that the good news was
that the video showed the attempted mugging, but the bad news was they
couldn't make out his face.  At least that should help Sam with the other
case.

What surprised me was on the third day, the front door went and I opened it
to see a guy standing there with two black eyes and a bandage over his
nose. "Is Kyle home?" the guy asked.

"He is. Who are you?" I was pretty much sure I knew.

"I'm Jordan," he said putting his hand out.  I shook it and invited him in.

"I'm not sure you should be here Jordan. Your parents are suing Kyle for
damages and pressing charges against him."

"I know, but I don't agree with it.  It was just a misunderstanding between
us, but my parents are pretty adamant and they're also pissed that you're
countersuing."

"So why are you here then?" I asked suspiciously.

"I just wanted to make sure Kyle was okay.  The guys attacked him pretty
hard and I heard he was suspended from school too."

"Wait here and I'll see if he wants to talk to you."  I ran upstairs and
Kyle was lying on his bed naked watching a movie while on his computer
talking to Troy in Montreal.

"Kyle, Jordan is downstairs and wants to know if he can come up and see
you?"

"Really?  Sure, but would you stay up here too?  I don't need another fight
in my own bedroom."  He said goodbye to Troy and promised to call him
later.  Kyle threw the covers over himself and I went to get Jordan.  When
the boys saw each other for the first time they were both shocked at how
the other one looked.

"Holy shit, did I do that to your face?" asked Kyle.

"Yep, you got in a massive shot to my nose.  Broke it in one hit," he
grinned.

"Dude, I'm really sorry.  I have never been in a fight before and I sure as
hell didn't mean to attack you.  I thought you were attacking me."

"I heard the story about the mall and I'm sorry.  I knew something was
wrong from how freaked out you looked. That's why I came up to you. I
thought you needed help.  Turns out, I was the one who needed help," he
smiled.

Kyle invited him to sit on the bed and as he did, the covers slid down his
chest a bit and Jordan could see some more of the bruising. "Holy shit,
dude.  I'm so sorry. I had no idea that the guys had hit you that much.
Shit, ironically all I wanted to do was see if you were okay.  If it makes
you feel any better, I've been suspended as well until all this shit is
behind us."

"Nah, that doesn't make me feel better at all. It sucks.  But I'm curious,
why did you want to talk to me, I barely know you."  Jordan looked at me
and seemed hesitant to talk.

"Justin's cool, you can say anything in front of him," Kyle reassured him.

"I have always thought you seemed like a cool guy. You and Aaron seem so
happy together and you have a shitload of friends.  I just wanted to get to
know you."

"Well you picked one hell of a way to meet me," grinned Kyle.  "Did you get
any other bruises or cuts or anything?"

"Only one on my chest where I think you kicked me when the guys knocked you
down."  He lifted his shirt to show a faint mark.  "Nothing serious though.
Not as bad as what you got."  Kyle pushed the covers the rest of the way
down his chest to just above his crotch to show Jordan just how bad his
injuries were.

"I'm truly sorry Kyle. That sucks dude."

"Yeah, those will heal.  I just wish someone hadn't kicked the fuck out of
my balls.  They hurt like a bitch."

"Are they black and blue too?"  Kyle nodded.

"Nasty dude.  Sorry." Jordan's eyes shot to Kyle's crotch and I had my
answer.  Jordan wanted to be friends with Kyle for the same reason that
Kyle wanted to be friends with Alex and me when we first met.  He was
curious and wanted a friend he could connect with.  As the boys talked, it
turned out that Jordan was 15 and in the grade below Kyle.  I'm sure this
wasn't the type of connecting he had in mind. I decided to find out.

"Jordan, can I ask you a question?"  He nodded.  "Were you trying to get to
know Kyle for a specific reason?"

"Yeah, I thought he was cool."

"Did it have something to do with fact he was gay?"  Jordan blushed which
just added more color to his already colorful face.

Kyle looked at me and then at Jordan. He gave a big grin and stared at
him. "You're gay?"

"I'm not sure, but I thought if I hung out with you I might learn if I was
or not," he said as honestly as he could.

"Dude, if I wasn't sore and busted up, I'd tell you to get your clothes
off, jump in bed and we could fuck.  That way you'd know for sure," Kyle
chuckled.

"KYLE!" I said a bit shocked, "a little subtlety, dude."

"Sorry, just no better way to find out if you like cock, than to just do
it. That's how I learned, remember?"

"I remember, I remember. Now you're in Wikipedia under the definition of
slut."

Jordan laughed at our banter and relaxed a bit. I offered to get him a
drink and he said he wouldn't mind a root beer.  "I'll have a vodka,"
grinned Kyle.

"So two root beer then?" I headed off to get the boys drinks.

"One day, he'll bring me vodka," I heard Kyle say as I headed down to the
kitchen. I also grabbed them some junk food before I headed back upstairs.
Jordan had moved to lie next to Kyle and they were hanging out like old
friends. I liked that they were getting along, but I wasn't sure it was a
good idea under the circumstances.  All of us could see what had actually
taken place, except for Jordan's parents who were only concerned about
their son.

"Jordan, do your parents know why you wanted to hang out with Kyle?"

"God no. They'd kill me. My dad is a super religious dude and expects me to
be the same.  He'd disown me if I told them I thought I was gay."  Kyle
looked at me and I could see the sadness in his eyes. "Oh shit, please
don't tell them for the sake of the court case," he begged as he stared at
me.

"No worries. It's our secret.  Hopefully we can get this whole lawyer crap
to go away soon.  More importantly we gotta get you two back in school."

"Actually, you know what's even more important than that?" grinned Kyle. I
hoped it wasn't that he needed to blow Jordan.

"What?" I asked holding my breath.

"I have to take a wicked piss. I've been holding it forever," He smiled.  I
went around to the other side of the bed to help him up as he was still
pretty unsteady as he walked.  He swung his legs around and I helped lift
him up.  We had both forgotten that he was naked, as around here, nude was
normal.  Jordan stared at Kyle's bruised backside and then turned away when
we started to walk past him.  I helped Kyle a bit and he put his arm around
me. He didn't really need to, but I think he was just hamming it up a bit
for Jordan.  I took him to the bathroom and after he took care of his piss,
he stroked his dick a bit before he finished peeing.

"Really Kyle?  You're trying to make it bigger to tease Jordan?"

"That obvious huh?" he grinned.  "Well, watch his eyes.  If he stares at my
dick instead of my face, I'll be able to tell if he's gay or not."

"Trust me dude, even straight boys stare at dicks, especially if the guy is
well hung like you."

"Yeah but if he drools and gets a boner, it's a dead giveaway," he grinned
and headed back out.  He walked a lot slower than normal so that he could
give a bigger show, and there was no doubt that Jordan checked him out
thoroughly.  Kyle got back into bed and pulled the covers over himself
again.

"That's better.  Now I can fill up with more stuff," he sighed.  "Still
makes my balls hurt though when I piss. Did you see how bruised they are?"
He said as he flung the covers back so Jordan could see them.

That was typical Kyle. Jordan had no idea where to look, but he did the
polite thing and took a quick peek. "That's sucks dude. I've been kicked in
the balls a couple of times and it hurt like a bitch. I felt like I was
going to hurl, but they never got bruised like that."

"Yeah, out of all the cuts and bruises, that's the most painful for sure.
It's a bitch when I get morning wood. I can't even jerk off."

I groaned. When Kyle had a mission he stayed on course until he got what he
wanted and right now, he was on a Jordan mission.

"I never thought of that. God, I'd die if I couldn't rub one out every
day," he grinned.  "I should get going before my parents get home. I kind
of borrowed their car without permission."

"You're 15?  Do you have a license?" I asked concerned.

"Nope, so that's probably another reason I should get home. Could get a lot
of shit for that."

"No kidding."

Jordan grinned as he stood up and adjusted his crotch.  I guess Kyle had an
effect on him after all.  "Can I come back again?  Maybe we could do
homework together until we're allowed back in school."

"Sure that would be awesome," agreed Kyle and the boys' fist bumped as they
parted company.  I walked Jordan down to the door.

"Please don't tell my parents I was here. I'm sure they wouldn't
understand.  I really am sorry about all this and I hope we can make it go
away soon. I really want to be Kyle's friend."

"As long as you don't steal any more cars." I gave him our phone numbers
and told him to call when he was coming over. "Take a cab and we'll pay for
it.  It'll be safer than you driving."  He grinned and thanked me as he
left.

Kyle was getting his homework daily from Aaron, and Sam had told me that he
had managed to get Kyle and Jordan reinstated in school as of next week,
which was great news.  Jordan came over a couple of times, once even
arriving with Aaron which was a surprise.  He still insisted that his
parents never find out, but he was enjoying being one of the group.

By the weekend Kyle was moving around the house much easier and the
bandages had been removed.  He still looked terrible and didn't like
wearing clothes as he said they rubbed his bruises.  Personally I think he
was just making it up to stay naked or in his underwear.  He seemed to wear
the skimpy ones when Jordan was around.  Saturday was a busy day.  Jason
and Alex dropped over with Cory and hit the pool.

Cory was now a movie director and had given everyone roles to act out in
his movie.  We had to make sure that we stayed dressed as he seemed to pop
up everywhere with the camera.  I had no idea what the movie was about, but
Cory seemed to have a script in his head and kept giving us our lines.
Once he saw Kyle, he quickly added a zombie/horror element and Kyle was his
shirtless star.  As he was filming, Jordan showed up with Aaron, and Cory
loved the fact that he now had two zombies.  It seemed oblivious to him
that they were injured and not actually wearing makeup just for the movie.

Both guys played along with him and it seemed like a fitting use of their
injuries.  He got what he needed and asked if he could go swimming.  Jason
told him that he had about half an hour but that he had to wear a swim suit
of his underwear as today wasn't good day to go skinny dipping.  He
accepted it and jumped in wearing his underwear. He had taken to wearing
Star Wars ones now, which seemed much more grown up than his others.  The
rest of us grabbed shorts and joined in.  Kyle got Jordan a pair and seemed
disappointed when he went to change in the bathroom.  We all played around
in the pool first as we entertained Cory. He always seemed to love the fact
that he had so many big guys around to look up to and no matter who was
around, he accepted them as if they were friends. When it was time for them
to leave, he just dropped his shorts on the pool deck and dried himself
before putting his pants back on commando style.  Jason wrapped his
underwear in the towel to take them home.  Both Alex and Jason also changed
on the pool deck much to the surprise of Jordan.  Once they left, Kyle and
I stripped and hit the hot tub.

"Does everyone get naked around here?" asked Jordan as he sat at the edge
of the hot tub and dipped his leg in.

"Pretty much. No one cares about nudity here.  We usually skinny dip, but
we keep it to a minimum when Cory is around."  As we talked, Forrest and
Jared entered and came through to the pool.  They stripped and joined us
and when they saw Jordan's face, they were pretty impressed at the damage
Kyle had done to him.  Of course, they weren't as impressed by how much
damage was done to Kyle, but we explained that things were good and it was
just a misunderstanding between them.  Jordan slid into the water in his
shorts and sat with us. It didn't take long before Forrest and Jared were
kissing in their usual position, which probably meant they were fucking
under water.  Jordan watched them as if he'd never seen two people kiss
before.

"You guys really are open with each other aren't you?" He asked.

"Sure, why wouldn't we be?" Kyle asked. "We're all guys and none of us are
shy around each other."

Forrest and Jared just kept kissing and I could tell from the way they were
moving that they were totally into each other and Jared was jerking himself
off.  I stood up and walked to the towels and dried off before heading
inside.  Kyle and Aaron followed with Jordan.  I noticed that Jordan had
quite a bulge in his shorts but was trying to hide it behind the towel.  We
hung out for a while longer and then Aaron said he would drive Jordan home.
No sooner had they left than Kyle excitedly told me that he had seen Jordan
naked when they all went up to change.  He said he wasn't hard, but Kyle
being Kyle, he was excited at the small victory on his mission.  I had no
doubt that by the time they were both healed Kyle would help Jordan find
out if he was gay or straight.

Monday morning I took Kyle to school as I still didn't want him driving,
plus Aaron still had the truck. We waited in the office for the principal
and were joined by Jordan and his parents as they waited as well.  Kyle and
Jordan said hi and made a point of shaking hands in front of his parents.
They told him to sit down and when the two boys sat side by side, they told
him to move.

"I think it's obvious that they've put this incident behind them, maybe you
should too," I suggested.

"I think you should just stay out of it son.  Since Kyle is emancipated and
has his own lawyer, this really has nothing to do with you, does it?"

"Really? That's your attitude?  Wow! Okay, but I think these guys have the
right idea.  Spend your money if you wish, but it seems like it's over to
me."

"Let's let the lawyers and the courts deal with it shall we?  Today it's
about getting back into school."

"Fair enough.  It's your son's future. I just hope an assault charge
doesn't affect his ability to get into university.  Kyle will be fine no
matter what happens."  What assholes, I thought to myself.  The
conversation didn't go any further as the principal called us all in.  The
guys were seated in front of the principal side by side as he told them his
decision to allow them back.  They both said they were sorry and shook
hands again to show that they had no hard feelings. I really wanted to
scream out that they were friends and had been hanging out together, but I
kept my mouth shut, even as his parents asked for a restraining order and
some way to keep the boys apart.

"Mom seriously, it was a mistake and we're both over it. Let it go already,
Jesus. Guys get into fights. It's just what happens.  This was an accident,
plain and simple.  Give it a rest." He turned back to the principal and I
watched the two boys smile at each other. The principal noticed it too and
dismissed them to head to class.  Jordan's parents followed without saying
anything further.  I stood up and shook the principal's hand and thanked
him.

"I think the boys are handling this better than the adults." He said
smiling at me. "How's Kyle doing?"

"He's sore and banged up, but he's the same old happy Kyle.  Off the record
and you never heard it from me. You won't have to worry about the guys at
all. Jordan has been hanging out at our house every day since the
incident. They're actually becoming great friends, but Jordan can't tell
his parents."

"I can see that, but thank you for the update.  It'll make my job easier so
I don't have to worry when I see them together."  He smiled and walked me
out.  Since I was dealing with Kyle stuff today, I swung by Sam's office to
find out where we stood.  He told me that the police had decided not to go
ahead with assault charges as there wasn't enough evidence to prove who was
at fault, but he said that Jordan's parents were going ahead on their own
and seeking damages for their son.

"How much are they asking for?" I asked curiously.

He smiled and said, "They want a hundred thousand dollars."

I laughed.  "They're kidding right?"

"You'd think so, but we countersued for double that amount as Kyle's
injuries were way worse and the guys that inflicted a lot of the damage
were Jordan's friends. They should have stopped the fight not encouraged
it. We have prepared charges against all of them and against Jordan for
failing to stop it once his friends joined in, but I haven't filed those
yet, as I don't think we'll need it." At that point, I felt compelled to
tell Sam of the developments between the boys and asked him to find a way
to make this all go away before we ruined all their lives.  He agreed but
said he would continue to put pressure on the other party to force them to
drop their case.

"I dunno, I've met the parents and they're total douchebags." I told him.

"Yes, I'm getting that idea from their lawyer.  He's actually surprised
they are continuing to pursue it as well, but he has to do what he's told.
Even when he told them of the countersuit, their reaction was to sue for
more, which of course they can't, but it goes to their character. Don't
worry about it. The important thing is that the boys are in school and
there are no police charges for either of them."

I drove to the `Q' house next and said hi to Colin and checked on how our
finances and the memberships were doing.  Ever since the new rules for
pledging went out, the numbers had jumped significantly and the chapters
were raising more money than ever and helping tons of charities.  We were
also getting lots of emails and accolades from those receiving the funds.
There were a lot of news reports appearing as well about the `Q' Society
and how we were quietly helping those in need.  It was nice to see.

A couple of investigative reporters in the U.K. and America were trying to
find out something about the Society, so I sent a press release to them
explaining who we were and what we were doing.  I had Adam scramble the
email so that it couldn't be traced back to us. Even though we were pretty
secure, I had him add extra encryption.  I was a bit shocked when Adam
responded to confirm it and his voice had changed.  It was now Kyle's
voice.  I guess Kyle had been busy working on stuff after all.  I went into
the main computer room and had a look at the monitors.  Several of them
were hard at work and as I watched, I realized they were doing school work.
One was researching the fall of the Soviet Union and something about
communism.  The other was answering questions from what looked like a test
paper.

"Adam, what are you working on on monitor 27?"

"Processing picture information received from Kyle," he said in Kyle's
voice.  This was going to take some getting used to. I liked the computer
voice. It sounded much more hi tech.

"Adam, please stop processing monitor 27 and send Kyle the following
message.  `Nice try! Do your own test.'  And sign it `Adam'.

"Acknowledged."

That should freak Kyle out.  "Adam, if you get any requests from Kyle
weekdays between 9am and 3pm, please forward the request to my phone for
authorization before processing."

"Acknowledged." I didn't plan on telling Kyle, I planned on having some fun
with him if he tried again.  I couldn't believe he was using our powerful
computer to do his homework.  Colin and I hung out in the office for a
while and Jake came up to join us.  He was recommending a few people for
the new chapter president and asked what we thought.  I liked them all and
Colin had his opinions, but in the end we agreed that they could all run if
they wanted to. Not that it we had a say in it, but Colin told me that a
lot of the presidents talked to him to get his opinion before the elections
took place.

"Last week, I got a call from Ryder in Kansas City asking what I thought of
Tyson to take over for him."

"I like Tyson and his boyfriend. That would be a good choice. Plus that way
we'd get to see them more." I smiled.  I think that would be a good place
to go for the next annual meeting.  Maybe they can show everyone how they
attract so many new members.

We spent the rest of the day together and by the time we got home it was a
flurry of activity. Kyle, Aaron, Forrest, Jared and even Jordan were in the
activity room doing homework. They were also playing video games while
music blared.  It was more like a party than their homework.  Of course it
wasn't long before they all hit the pool.  Jordan ran upstairs to get a
pair of shorts while the others went skinny dipping as usual.  He obviously
still wasn't comfortable being naked. Colin hit the gym as he said he
needed to work out a bit.  I thought he looked fine, but he liked to keep
things toned up.

They had been in the water about half an hour when Jordan came in looking a
bit red.  "Hey, it's good to see you getting along with the guys so well. I
guess you found a new way to make friends with someone. Beat each other up
first." I grinned at him.

"Yeah, I guess so. I'm just going to hang out in here for a while. I think
they need some privacy," he said a little embarrassed.

"Privacy? Why?" I asked looking outside.

"Kyle and Aaron are making out."

"No big deal. If they wanted privacy, they'd go up to his room."

"I don't think you understand, exactly.  They're, umm... they're fucking."

I laughed. "So what are you doing in here, go join them.  No better way to
find out if you're gay or not."  I walked out to the pool and told him to
come along.  He wasn't kidding; while Forrest and Jared were swimming
around, Kyle was flat on his back at the edge of the hot tub with his legs
over Aaron's shoulders being deep dicked by his boyfriend.

"Guys, you gotta remember that Jordan isn't as familiar with things as you
are.  I think you're making him a little uncomfortable."

Kyle looked up and smiled.  "Sorry, dude.  I was just horny and Aaron
hasn't been able to do this for a while. Guess we weren't thinking."
Jordan was trying hard not to watch, but like all curious guys it was
compelling not too.  I stripped and got into the hot tub opposite them.
Jordan followed but stayed in his shorts.

"Have you never seen guys make out before?" I asked him as he continued to
look nervous.

Jordan shook his head. "No. I've never experienced anything. My parents
have blocks on the computer at home and none of my friends have access to
anything either. I've never even seen a guy hard before, except myself."  I
grinned as Kyle who was sprawled out for the whole world to see.

"Aaron, give Jordan something to remember.  Show him that big dick of
yours."

The boys stopped fucking for a second as Aaron pulled out and turned to
show Jordan his massive pole.  Now I don't care if you're straight or gay,
you were going to be impressed by that.  Jordan's eyes went wide and he
just stared at it.  Aaron grinned and went back to finishing off Kyle.

Jordan carefully got out of the hot tub trying to hide the erection in his
shorts and jumped into the colder water with Forrest and Jared who were
actually behaving themselves.  He joined them and I waded over to Kyle and
Aaron.

"I think you scared him off," I smiled.

"Nah, if he really didn't like it, he'd have gone home by now.  My guess is
he'll spend the whole night jerking off," laughed Kyle.  The two of them
finished up and after going for a quick shower, they returned and played in
the pool with the others.  I heard the doorbell ring, so I jumped into my
underwear, threw a towel around myself and ran to answer it.

I flung the door open and was immediately confronted by Jordan's father.
"Where is he?" he demanded in a loud voice.

"Where's who?" I said standing my ground as he tried to look past me.

"Jordan? I know he's here."

"Yeah, so what?"

"Well, tell him to get out here. I don't want you recruiting him into your
filthy lifestyle."  Filthy?  These boy spent more time in the water than
anyone I knew. They were cleaner than fish.  "You have 10 seconds or I call
the cops.  He's only 15 years old." He took a step forward and I backed up
slightly.

"I'm not sure what you think is going on here, but you take one more step,
I'll call the cops myself. Wait here and I'll go get him.  I ran downstairs
leaving him to wait at the door.  "Jordan, your dad is here and he seems
pissed for some reason."

"Shit." He said as he jumped out of the pool and grabbed a towel as he
raced up the stairs drying himself.  I looked at Colin who was still
working out in the gym. He stood up, threw his shirt on and joined me at
the door.  Jordan opened the door.  "Dad, what are you doing here?"

"Getting you away from these sick perverts. Where are your clothes?  What
have you been doing to my son?" he snarled at Colin and me.

"My clothes are upstairs and we've been doing homework and swimming.  I
have no idea what your problem is.  Kyle is my friend now."

"Not a chance that you're going to be friends with a house full of homos."
He snarled.  Get your clothes and let's go. You are never to come here
again."  Jordan ran off to get dressed and I stood looking at this idiot.

"As for you, I'm going to call the police and make sure they know what is
going on here."

"Oh, please do.  Nothing more criminal than a study group.  I'm sure
they'll throw the book at them for making friends despite the fact that
they were in a fight together.  Funny how they can resolve their issues
without problems, but you can't.  At least now I see what this is all
about."

"Don't try to brainwash me with your faggot talk boy. I'm sure the court
will love to hear how you lured a 15 year old into your house and got him
naked."

"I'm sure they would. Except that he's not naked and no one lured him. He's
friends with Kyle and Aaron."

"JORDAN! Get down here." He yelled past us. Jordan raced down the stairs
with his backpack and jacket in his hands.

"Just a second while I grab my books," he said as he dropped his pack and
ran downstairs to get his things.  He ran back up quickly and was obviously
scared of his father.  He threw them in his bag and his father pulled him
out of the house.

"Expect to hear from the police," he growled at us.  "If I ever find that
you queers have my son in your house again, I'll make sure you go to jail
forever."

"Bye Jordan.  I'll let Kyle know that you left," I yelled past his
father. Jordan turned and waved, much to the displeasure of his Dad.  I
deliberately put my arm around Colin and watched as they left.

"What a nice family. We should have them over for tea sometime," I said as
we both animatedly waved.  I closed the door and looked at Colin.  "Did you
hear what he called us?  Sick perverts.  That's just so wrong.  I'm not
sick."  I put my forehead against Colin's hand and giggled.  :It's too bad
Jordan's father is such an ass. I feel sorry for him."

"Well, if you remember, Kyle didn't have it a lot easier."

"True, but at least his parents weren't that obnoxious, and at least let
him live the life he wanted."  We went back down to tell the guys what had
happened.

"Oh shit, are we in trouble?" asked Jared.

"Of course not, you weren't doing anything," I said confidently.

"Well Kyle and Aaron were fucking in front of him," said Forrest. "Isn't
that illegal?"

"Nah. They're both 16 and even if Jordan had joined in, it would have still
been legal.  His Dad is just trying to strengthen his court case against
Kyle.  But until this is all resolved, I think you should just see him at
school. Don't bring him over anymore."

"Okay," agreed Kyle although he looked disappointed.  Aaron, Forrest and
Jared left shortly afterward and Kyle decided to do his homework in his
room and talk to Troy in Montreal.  A few hours later the front door went
again and Kyle ran to answer it.

"Justin, Colin," he yelled from the door.  We ran up to see what he wanted
and two men in suits were standing there.

"These guys are detectives and want to talk to us about Jordan," he said
nervously.

"Come in gentlemen," said Colin.  The detectives entered and were shown to
the living room.  We introduced ourselves.

"Would Kyle's parents be here?" asked one detective.

"No, Kyle lives with us and is emancipated. What's this all about?" Colin
asked.  "Do you have information about the mugging?"

"No, we're here on another matter," said one of them.  "Do you know a
Jordan Lumley?"

"Sure. He's a friend," said Kyle quickly.

"A friend? I thought you two had a fight recently and that there were
charges pending."

"That's something Jordan's parents are pursuing, so we're countersuing, but
the guys have become friends since," explained Colin.

"Well, Mr. Lumley has claimed that his son was lured here against his will
and that he was sexually abused," said the one detective bluntly.

"Who is he claiming did all that?" I asked.

"He is naming Kyle Christianson and Justin Masters specifically, but did
indicate that there were several others involved as well and that you were
holding his son here and that he had to rescue him."

I laughed. "The man is a homophobe and is just looking to build himself a
better case in court.  Did you talk to Jordan?"

"No, his father refused to let him speak to us as he said his son has been
traumatized by the whole situation and is under a doctor's care."

"You're kidding right?  He only left here a couple of hours ago.  It's an
obvious ploy to discredit us for his lawsuit."

"We can't comment on that.  Kyle, how old are you?"

"16," he answered.

"Why was Jordan over here today?"

"He's over here a lot. He showed up a couple days after our fight to see if
I was okay and we've just become friends ever since."

"Was there anything sexual between you two?"

"Kyle, don't answer that," said Colin stepping in. "Detectives, even if
there was something between the two of them, it wouldn't be illegal under
the law.  Unless Jordan indicates that something happened against his will,
I think we're done here. We've been through enough with Mr. Lumley and I'm
not interested in humoring him any further."

"We understand, but the allegations are pretty serious, we'd like you to
come down to the station with us for questioning."

"So are you arresting them?" asked Colin directly.

"No, we'd just like to have an interview at the station."

"Well, we'll decline thank you.  Until you talk to Jordan directly and hear
from him, this is just hearsay.  Perhaps you'd like to see Mr. Lumley's
interaction with us at the front door when he came to pick up his son.  We
have it all recorded on the entrance cameras."

The detectives looked at each other and asked to be excused for a minute.
They went outside and Colin immediately got on the phone to Sam.  He told
us that if they came back and insisted we go with them, we should just
cooperate and refuse to talk until he got there.  Fortunately when the
detectives returned they said they would be in touch after they had
investigated further, but that we shouldn't leave town.  Colin told them
that any further questions should be addressed through our lawyer and gave
them Sam's name.

"Just so you know, Mr. Lumley also had indicated that he's sending
Children's services over here to check on Kyle as well as he believes that
you are abusing him."

I was shocked and Colin laughed.  "Kyle is a legal adult, so children's
services would be inappropriate, but feel free to talk to Kyle if you wish.
There's no abuse here at all.  He has a boyfriend and they're pretty happy
together."

"What's his name?"

Kyle went to answer.  But Colin shut him up. "Thank you gentlemen, but I
think it's time for you to leave now."  They shook our hands and left.

Kyle let out a huge sigh of relief and hugged Colin.  "Thanks. I thought I
was going to jail. Why is his dad being such an asshole?"

"I dunno. Some people are just like that."

"Maybe I should just be straight for a bit until this all goes away. I
think it would be less trouble."

"Kyle, look at me," said Colin quickly. "We do not, under any circumstance
change who we are because one homophobic ignorant douche has an agenda to
extort money out of us.  Keep being who you are.  Stay friends with Jordan
if he wants it; just don't bring him over to the house.  His father was
adamant about that and at the moment we have to honor that request.

"Okay.  That was seriously scary though."

"That's why it's always important to keep thing legal."

"Isn't it illegal to fuck outside on the pool deck?"

"Nope.  Our yard is secure and anyone who sees anything back there would
have to be trespassing or an invited guest. The law allows for privacy in
your own home.  It's the same as if you wanted to drink in the house
underage, you could, as long as you didn't leave the yard intoxicated,"
said Colin.  As soon as he finished the sentence I knew that he shouldn't
have explained that.

Kyle's eyes lit up.  "So you mean I can drink around the house?"

I laughed.  "No, it means that it wouldn't be illegal; NOT that we'd let
you.  And it would only be legal for you, not your friends."

"Oh, I see!" he grinned, "it's okay to fuck like rabbits and have orgies,
as long as we don't drink."

"Pretty much. Don't ask me who makes the laws up."

"I'm kinda freaked out right now about all this. Can I sleep with you guys
tonight?" he asked quietly.  Knowing Kyle it was just an opportunity for
sex, but under the circumstance it would have been silly to refuse him.  He
did sleep with us and surprisingly he didn't try to have sex.  He just
cuddled.

In the morning, Colin told him that if anything happened during the day,
just to call us or go to the principal.  Neither of us expected anything,
but it was better to prepare him.  Colin sent Sam a digital copy of the
front door altercation with Mr. Lumley, and a few hours later Sam called
back to say he had gotten us a restraining order against Jordan's father,
so we wouldn't have to worry about him on the property again.  I laughed.
A simple school fight had turned into all this bullshit.

Kyle got home around dinner time as he had been at Aaron's after school.
"Jordan apologized for his father and said he'd been grounded. It was
awesome after school, you should have been there. When the bell rang,
Jordan came and found us and suggested that we walk him out to his car.  He
also said Aaron and I should hold hands just to piss his dad off which we
did.  Then as he said goodbye, he gave us a typical guy hug before getting
in the car.  I think his father was ready to leap out of the car when he
did that, but instead he just rolled the window down and yelled at Jordan
to get away from the faggots."

We told Kyle about the restraining order which also included Mr. Lumley
staying 50 feet away from Kyle as well as the house.  After dinner, he sat
downstairs and talked to Aaron and Jordan on video chat.  We sat off camera
to listen.

"My Dad was furious when I hugged you guys," he said. "I've been grounded
another week for hanging around with you.  At this rate, I'll be 30 before
I see the light of day again," he laughed. "Totally worth it though. I have
a great plan for tomorrow if you're up for it.  I'll tell you at school."

"Dude, maybe we should just let this all calm down.  Let the lawyers sort
this shit out and maybe it'll all go away."

"Nah, it won't.  I overheard my Mom and Dad talking to their lawyer and it
sounds like you guys are going to win.  They have been told that they might
have to pay the full amount you're asking for."  I signalled for Kyle to
come out of the camera view for a second.

"I don't think you guys should talk about this stuff.  Probably a conflict
of interest." He nodded and told Jordan that he had to change the subject.

"Okay, but just so you know, my Dad says there is no way he'd give a bunch
of fags any money.  He said we'd move before he'd pay a dime."  Colin
grinned and pulled me upstairs.

"I have an idea." He called Sam and told him what we had overheard.  Sam
said that he would keep that off the record, but suggested that once we
won, he would file an immediate writ against their house, so that they
couldn't move without paying us first.  That should ensure that Jordan
stayed where he was. No need to take him away from all his friends because
his father is a dick.  He also said we could garnishee wages, but Colin
insisted that once we won, the writ would be enough to make our point.  We
didn't really want the money, although if we got it, it would be Kyle's
anyway.

Troy called later that night and said he was ready to come home on the
weekend. Once again, I offered him the jet, but he insisted he wanted to
try a regular plane as he wanted the experience, so I arranged the details
and had it sent to his phone.  We talked to J.P. for a while and he was
loving having Troy around.

It would be fun to have Troy home again, but I realized that with our
situation, we may have to do something more permanent for Troy to avoid him
going back to foster care.  While Kyle was protected, Troy certainly
wasn't.  Technically he was a runaway and we were harbouring him.

I called Jason and told him all the shit that was going on and that I had
an idea for Troy.  He listened and loved my suggestion.  We agreed to meet
up the next day and see if we could make it happen.  Colin even liked the
idea and called Sam for some help with his team.  The amount we were using
Sam, I wondered if the guy had any other clients.

The next morning, things didn't exactly go as planned.  Jason arrived late
and Alex had joined him.

"Sorry for being late but Alex asked me to pick him us as he needed to talk
to us."  Jason and I sat on the couch and Alex moved to sit on the coffee
table so he could look directly at us.  Guys, we've been friends for a long
time. Justin, you and I have been so much together and Jason, you're an
amazing boyfriend. I love both of you, so that's why I wanted to talk to
you at the same time."

He was acting weird, even for Alex.  "Guys, I have some bad news and I
wanted you to hear it from me sooner rather than later." He paused and
rubbed his hands nervously. God he was scaring me.  I could see tears
forming in his eyes as he prepared to tell us.  "I found out yesterday that
I have Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia."

"Why is it cute?" I asked not really understanding.

"Not cute, acute. It's advanced and I need treatment right away, which will
probably be Chemotherapy," he explained.

I sat there stunned and Jason jumped up to sit beside him and put his arm
around him. "Are you going to be cured afterward?"

"I dunno.  It depends if the treatments are successful or not, but we won't
know until it happens.  If it doesn't take then the doctor said I won't
have long."  The true gravity of what he was saying hit me.  Alex could
die, and soon.  I started to cry and went and sat beside him.  Like Jason I
threw my arm around him and we all sat there and hugged.  The rest of the
stuff we were going through seemed so trivial compared to this.

"Do you need anything?  Can we help to pay for your treatments at all?"

"No, health care takes care of that stuff and the health plan we have at
the Coffee Shop gets me a private room so nothing else is needed.  I just
hope you guys will still like me if I go bald and stuff."

"Alex, we love you, bald or not.  We just want you to get better, and if
you need anything, just let us know," said Jason.  We moved to the couch
and just held each other for a while.

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