When the packages arrived in the mail, Eric's mother was surprised, almost as much as when she saw his new hairstyle. She didn't know much about her son's new friends but she had to say they seemed to have a positive effect on him. He even cleaned up the bear's den of a basement he still spent most of his time in.
But now instead of random hacking Eric was on a mission: to prove that David was innocent. The first thing he did was tap into the fax line between the police station and the DA office. He also engineered a virus that attached itself to the e-mails passing through the different departments. It lurked in their computers collecting passwords and e-mailing them back to Eric. Once everything was set, he waited for the police evidence to fall into his lap. The first thing he collected was the autopsy report, the one sent to David's defense attorneys and the secret one sent to the DA's office. There was a lot of science mumbo jumbo but the jist of it was that the angles of the knife wounds were consistent of an attacker who was much taller than the victim? having to be at least 6'7" in height. David was taller than him, but Eric was sure that David was no 6'7". Neither were the others he met at the spa except for one guy whose name he could not remember.
The next bit of info he caught in his net was an analysis of the footprints. David's prints clearly showed that he approached slowly before running away. The footprints of the unknown attacker though were calm and well paced and seemed to go in a different direction than David's. All this evidence seemed to back David's side of the story, that he had come across the body by accident.
The next thing Eric was going to work on was the phone records to determine who had sent the phone messages to Thomas and David to go to the soccer field. If the killer was the same person who was trying to set David up, then that evidence would identify the killer.
For the first time in his life, Greg drove his dad instead of the other way around. Robert had been the one to teach him how to drive so Andrew did not have a clue to his son's driving ability. Greg's father was so nervous going back home for the first time since the break up. He was sure everyone would look at him as a diseased intruder in their happy lives, and not because he had AIDS but because of the unhappiness he had caused. He was going to cause more before the night was over. In a box he carried with him was the knife he had found weeks ago in the toilet.
"So tell me what's up with Nathan and David?" Andrew asked, not wanting to arrive home clueless to any changes.
"Well Nathan is back at school, David is still being home schooled."
"Why was Nathan out of school in the first place?" Andrew asked.
"The police found a tape of David and Nathan making out in the school bathroom."
"What? are David and Nathan now?"
"Yes, they are a couple."
"Dang? I bet Josh is mad as hell," Andrew said, remembering how Josh feared David and his son getting together.
"He was not happy at first," Greg agreed. "But he's ok with it now."
"Well, that's a surprise." Andrew grinned. "Any other big ones?"
"Mike finally asked Patrick to marry him. After Nathan and I graduate the family is moving to California or Florida, depending on which law firm they buy out."
"Josh is moving away?"
"Yeah? when you left the law firm they decided they needed to expand. Josh is going to lead the new office while Glenn and Kyle keep on running the old one."
Andrew's only physical response was a nod of his head but inside he was kicking himself. Leaving the law firm to take over for his dad had been another way of getting back at Josh but now that Andrew was trying to reconcile with Josh, his leaving was coming back to haunt him.
"What else?"
"Ummmm? Dan has moved out, Jeff and Jeremy have moved in. Dad has sort of adopted Jeff as his son? it's a little weird."
"People move out and new ones move in? Josh likes having a large family."
"Yep? it's getting pretty crowded there."
Andrew waited a little longer before asking his next question. "How do you feel about Scott?"
"I don't know? yes he is a big cocky guy that I can lean on, but deep down I know he is hurting inside and being with me helps him."
"So you don't feel you're being used."
"No, I worry more about me using him."
"How much do you know about him? Like did you know that he and Thomas were a couple once?"
"Yes I did. He told me that Thomas was the one who outted him to his mom, getting him kicked out of the house."
"And you don't think he holds any anger about it?"
"I don't know? he left Glenn and Kyle's house early that night but Scott would not kill anyone? he's not like that."
"How do you know?"
"What proof do you have?" Greg sent back just as he parked the car in front of the house.
"This?" Andrew said as he took out the box, opening it to show the knife inside."
"What is this?" Greg said shocked.
"I don't know? I found it in the toilet in Scott's bathroom."
"You think this was the murder weapon?"
"Yes?"
"But why? Scott would not kill anyone."
"Not according to Vale? he says that Scott has a violent temper. Finding out that Thomas has AIDS might hove sent him off into a rampage."
"Scott hates Vale though."
"Yes, but Vale is an experienced psychiatrist. He can ferret out things in Scott's head and Vale tells me that Scott is a violent person."
"Dad, I don't believe that."
"Well, I am going to give Josh the knife and tell him Vale's assessment of Scott."
"Dad!" Greg said panicked.
"Greg, if Scott is the killer then he can clear David's name."
"But? but? but Scott is my boyfriend."
"I know son? but who is more important to you? David or Scott?"
"Dad? why did you have to pick Thanksgiving for this."
"I know, son? would you like me to wait till later?"
"Yes?"
"Ok? I'll see if I can see Josh tomorrow, but the sooner David's name is cleared the better."
"Dad? I love Scott."
"Do you want me to protect him?"
"No? I'm sure the knife you found was not the murder weapon. I'm just telling you so you understand if I stick with him regardless what happens."
"Ok? let's go in now. They might need me if Robert screws up carving the turkey.
It turned out that Robert did an excellent job carving the turkey, thanks to the practice on three other birds that he sent over to homeless shelters earlier on. The dinning room table was filled to the brim, forcing the kids to eat at the breakfast table.
Glenn and Kyle sat together but across from Tad, who was there to keep an eye on their servings. Richard sat between Terry and Tad. Thanks to Tad, Terry's sex life had never been so good. Jeremy and Jeff sat next to Kyle with Josh sitting next to Jeff. At the head of the table was Robert, where Andrew used to sit. In front of Robert was the plate piled high with freshly carved bird. On the other side of Robert was Mike and Patrick who would sneak in giving each other tidbits of food when they thought no one was looking. Doug and Dan sat at the far end of the table gossiping. Both Josh and Robert hoped that it was the start of a relationship for both men. At the far seat, opposite Robert? the guest seat, was Andrew and next to him, to his great displeasure was his ex-wife Jessica.
"So tell me, Andrew? how do you feel?" Jessica asked in a venomous voice that showed no compassion.
"I feel fine."
"Well, that's not what I read. From what I understand the meds have all sort of nasty side effects."
"Jessica, I know nothing would give you a better orgasm than knowing I'm suffering, so just like when we were married I'm going to leave you unsatisfied."
"Prick? but now we are in the same boat? no sex for you now," Jessica continued to dig.
"Actually I get plenty of sex? with other positive men," Andrew explained. "Do you still see yourself as the great American sex writer? With your experience, I think you could write an instructive manual for nuns."
"How dare you!" Jessica nearly shouted. If there was one thing that could make her angry is was making fun of her writing. "I'll have you know that I've taken full advantage of living here and have just finished my first gay novel. If everyone would look under their chair cushions you will find a copy."
"I wondered what was poking me in the ass." Robert laughed to help lighten the mood.
Everyone got up from their chairs and found the 150-page manuscript under the cushions.
"Now I don't except all you to read it tonight but I want a critique from each and every one of you before I send it off to my publisher." Jessica beamed with pride.
"The Big Dildo Head?" Josh read out the title.
"Yes? it is about a blond idiot who lets everyone fuck and suck him at the same time," Jessica smirked. No one failed to notice that Andrew was blond and most likely the target of the story.
"And the moral of the story?" Mike asked as he skimmed the pages.
"Moral?there is no moral. None of the videos I watch had a moral ending," Jessica sniffed.
Ok? Robert said as he let the manuscript fall to the floor. From what Jessica was saying her "novel" was nothing more than a jack off story. Mike and Patrick though were whispering and giggling to each other before putting them away. Most likely they were going to try and roleplay the scenes.
"Let's start?" Josh spoke up when the table was cleared of Jessica's novel, triggering everyone to bow their heads. With all that had been happening in the family there was a lot to pray for so it lasted a good ten minutes before everyone raised their heads again. After that, the food was passed around and everyone talked as if everything was just like every other Thanksgiving, which worried Andrew.
"Amen? Nathan finished grace at the kids' table.
"Finally? let's eat." Philip's stomach rumbled as he grabbed the bowl of mashed potatoes.
"Yes!" David grinned as he took one of the giant drumsticks and put it on his plate.
"Ya'll are such pigs," Ashley chuckled while she scooped for herself some of the cranberry sauce.
"What do you recommend, Greg?" Scott asked. Greg had been strangly silent since arriving with his dad.
"The corn casserole is always a favorite," Greg mumbled as he chewed on a piece of bread.
"What's wrong, babe?" Scott asked worried when he noticed that Greg was not serving himself.
"It's nothing? Greg said as he tried to look up at Scott with a convincing smile. It was then that Greg noticed how tall Scott really was? over the 6'7" that Eric had told them the killer was.
Quickly returning his eyes to his plate, which Scott was now filling for him. Greg tried to remember what Scott had been up to the day of the murder. He remembered that Scott had left dinner early just like David did, but had come home around 2:00 in the morning. He remembered waking up and finding Scott in the laundry room washing cloths. That did not seem suspicious back then, but now it was. Nathan even remembered that Scott had take out a pair of sandals. Was that an attempt to get rid of the evidence? Greg loved Scott but he needed to know if his lover was also a killer.
"Scott? can we go eat upstairs in my room?"
"Sure," Scott agreed picking his plate up.
"Hey? no food upstairs? you know that," David said as he saw them leave.
"Come on David? lighten up." Philip elbowed him.
"It's a house rule."
"Then can we eat in your dad's office, Nate?" Greg said with pleading eyes.
"Sure," Nathan agreed, reaching into his pocket and tossing him the key. "Just keep the food either on the plates or in your stomach?. No food sex." Nathan chuckled.
"No? we won't be doing that. Thanks Nathan."
"No problem, bro."
Greg led Scott down the hall to the private offices till he reached Josh's, inside the sofa bed was already folded away and everything was neat and tidy.
"What's up, Greg? want to get out the bed and have some fun?" Scott grinned as he put his plate and glass on the table.
"We need to talk," Greg said as he took a seat.
"OK? what about?" Scott asked as he joined him.
"The murder," Greg said.
"OK? not sure I can help you much there."
"You can? you can tell me where you went when you left Glenn and Kyle's house."
"I went back home."
"For five hours?"
"I had things to do," Scott said evasively.
"And I need to know?"
"Why? do you think I killed Thomas. Do you think that because he outted me to my mother and got me kicked out of the house that I decided to kill him?" Scott said angrily.
"Did you?" Greg whispered.
"No? I did not. I though there was some trust between us. I guess I was wrong," Scott said as he made to get up.
"Scott? no? please!" Greg begged as he reached over to grab Scott's hand.
"What is it you have to tell me?" Scott said, not even looking down on Greg.
"My dad said he found something in your bathroom."
"What did he find?"
"An army knife."
"So he found an Army knife in my bathroom. My dad and I have lots of that stuff."
"Hidden in your toilet," Nathan further explained.
"Ok?" Scott said as he took his seat again. "I can see how that would look suspicious. All I can say is that I did not put it there. What else did your father tell you?"
"He said that you could get angry? violent at times."
"And who told him that? I know he has never seen me angry, so he could not of come to that conclusion on his own."
"Vale told him," Greg replied.
"Vale? Vale is a mind fucker. You know what I think. I think Vale put that knife in my toilet knowing your father would find it. Vale breaking us up would just be the thing he would get off on."
"Vale infected my dad," Greg said through tears.
"What? Trust me, your dad got herpes from my old man."
"No? Vale gave my dad AIDS," Greg said as the tears poured out.
"That means?" Scott said putting two and two together."
"Your dad is also infected."
"That? that bastard!" Scott shouted. "How long have you known? never mind I already know. It was the night you went to see your father."
"I'm sorry, Scott, but I thought your dad was the one who should tell you."
"What? he would never tell me until it was impossible for him to hide. I don't blame you for not telling me, Greg.
Scott lifted his upset boyfriend up and carried him onto the couch. He then laid on top of Greg, his long body encompassing him. "Greg, I did not kill Thomas."
"OK? I believe you, but my dad is going to give the knife to the police, so there will be questions."
"Then I think I better move here on a long-term basis."
"Well, dad told me I can live here full time as long as I still go to private school."
"Then I think I'll join you. If it is a game Vale is playing, I would rather be away when the ax falls. Do you think Josh would be willing to take me in?"
"I'm sure he would? he seems to be adopting a lot of people lately. I don't think he would mind another one."
"Well, it's a good thing they are building a new house, I don't think it could take more people."
"Yeah, especially if my dad moves back in."
"Do you think he will?"
"I don't know? if your dad agrees to move with him, I think so," Greg sighed.
"My dad move here. Not in your life. He would hate the whole "Brady Bunch" thing Josh has going. My dad would also want to have a few sex parties and I'm sure Josh would never allow that. At least not a big one."
"A small sex party." Greg giggled as Scott lifted his shirt off.
"Yes? just you and me." Scott grinned as he took off his own shirt.
"We should be getting back." Greg blushed as Scott took off his pants.
"I should have not let you talk me into waiting till your 18th birthday to make love to your hole." Scott smiled as he got up to take off the rest of his clothes.
Once free, Scott stretched out his long body, his nine-inch cock at full mast. He then climbed back on top of Greg and proceeded to hump his body against Greg's. Scott wrapped and arm around the back of Greg's neck lifting his head up so Scott could kiss his face. Greg received stimulation by Scott's hard stomach moving up and down his cock while Scott's cock squeezed between Greg's thighs. Fucking Greg this way Scott quickly shot his load.
Scott then got on all fours and turned his body around so his spent cock was within mouth reach for Greg. With Greg licking off his spent cum, Scott went down on Greg's still hard cock, taking the smaller dick in one gulp. Sucking on it from the base, Scott drew the cum out of Greg until he exploded into his throat. When he was satisfied that he had gotten it all, Scott turned himself around so he was now face to face with his lover.
"Did you enjoy your Thanksgiving dinner?" Scott asked with a wicked grin.
"You're evil. I'm sure the pilgrims did not have cum for dinner."
"You never know? a gay puritan meets a cute Indian, sparks fly, next thing they are behind the barn having a little private fest of their own. Just like us." Scott emphasized the last three words by tapping Greg on the nose with his index finger.
"Yeah right?" Greg said in disbelief. "Things might have worked better if the Indians and the pilgrims became lovers."
"So my pilgrim, how about we kick Nathan out of his room tonight and make a little camp fire of our own." Scott grinned as he played with Greg's left ear. He was all set for another go and his cock was starting to show that.
"Fine with me. I don't even think Nathan sleeps here anymore."
"Yeah he, David, and Philip are too busy having fun with each other," Scott said as he pulled Greg off the couch. "Let's have a bed this time."
As they began to unfold the sofa bed, Greg began to wonder. "Do you think they know?"
"Who knows what?
"The grownups. Do you think they know about all the sex we kids are having?"
"Kid? I'm 18 mind you."
"Still a kid? at least according to uncle Mike. He says we won't be adults till we are over 25."
"Yeah, but look how old he is. I bet he didn't think he was still a kid when he was 23."
"You're most likely right, but do you think they know?"
"I'm sure they do or at least Robert does. He came into my room and left a box of condoms and a tube of lube in the bathroom. So yes, I think they know."
"Do you think they approve?"
"Do they need to?"
"Well I would like them to."
"I'm not sure and I don't think it matters as long as we don't do anything dangerous. They make us get our blood checked once a month just like they do so it is not like they are not treating us any different than if we were adults."
"I guess. Call me a romantic but I always had the picture of staying a virgin till the night of my wedding."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah? me, the virgin bride." Greg blushed.
"You do know that even most straight people are not virgins when they marry."
"I know, but it is what we are always taught? save sex for marriage."
"That can be a good thing? makes the sex extra special but since we can't get married in Kansas since we are gay I think we need a different ideal to strive for? saving sex for love. I wish I had? saved myself for you. Makes me jealous of David and Nathan, both of them were pretty virgin when they finally did it together."
"I was a virgin."
"You still are a virgin in my books." Scott laughed
"Just because we've never fucked?"
"No? you have never had your heart broken."
"Ok?" Greg said sadly.
"Don't worry, babe, I plan on never breaking it. You will be my virgin bride till the end."