Mark and Rye

Okay the usual stuff that nobody reads. This is a gay story with lots of gay sex. If you aren't supposed to be here, leave. The work is mine and unless you ask you can't post it anywhere else. I have no clue if any member of Westlife is gay, so this is all my fantasy. Email me at rye_encoke@hotmail.com to tell me what you like or hate.

The author wishes to acknowledge and thank the archivist for Nifty for allowing this story to be published here.

Authors Notes: Sorry for the delay, but here is the next chapter. Hope you enjoy it.

DEDICATION: To my Davey and to Glenn. Love ya both, always.

• Free Time -

"You know," Bryan said with a laugh as everyone just sat and waited for the trip to end, "If this was one of those stories on the internet this would be the point where the author just says...the week passed quickly...and jump ahead to the weekend."

Everyone laughed and then quieted down again. It was true really, the weekends were fun and full of activity but being on the road was boring. Even once they reached the venue things would be slow.

Everyone looked at Rye as his cell phone rang.

---Hello......Hi Alex how are things?.....Really how interesting, anything good?.....Really?---

Rye had sat up and was very excited, everyone watched him.

---Okay Alex set me up.....Yeah let me call you back and confirm seats.....Thanks Alex---

Rye hung up the phone.

"Who was that?" Shane asked.

"Alex Carter. He runs an auction house. There is going to be a huge wine auction tonight. He has been trying to get a hold of me for days now. They are going to have some of the world's best wines there including 4 bottles of 1754 Citadel," Rye said and everyone could see the excitement in his eyes and hear it in his voice.

He turned to Mark, "Wanta come with and watch me spend an obscene amount of money?"

Shane and Bryan saw Nicky's smile fade and his shoulders drop.

"Not really something I am into Angel, you go have fun," Mark said lightly.

"Okay Nicky Love it's just you and me then," Rye said.

Nicky looked stunned, "What? Me? I can go? Really?"

"Of course. You can't think I would leave you behind?" Rye said.

"Yeah he did, we all did. It seemed like you were inviting just Fella," Shane said.

"Oh Love I'm sorry. I knew you would be coming I just wasn't sure if Mark would want to go," Rye said as he went to kneel in front of Nicky.

"I can really go?" Nicky asked again with tears in his eyes.

"Yes Nicky and you get to help me spend my money. Let me call and make the arrangements," Rye leaned forward and kissed Nicky softly on the lips.

"You guys gonna need security? You should call the other bus and let Ed and Matt know," Kian said.

"No there will be more security at this place than Buckingham Palace," Rye said as he flipped open his cell.

---Alex Carter please.....Hey it's Rye. I'm only going to need two seats. And I need two accounts, one for me and one for Nicky Byrne---

Rye spelled out Nicky's name.

---Both accounts drawn on my account, no limit.....I want a prebid on the Citadel of 3 million.....Yeah at the airport, full security.....Seeya Alex---

"Okay Nicky Love we are set. You will have an account to bid on anything you want, just don't bid against me," Rye chuckled.

"I can bid on stuff?" Nicky asked. He still sounded small and shy.

Rye sensed this and went to him. Bryan moved down to the floor and held Nicky's feet as Rye pulled Nicky's head to his chest.

"Nicky Love I'm sorry my excitement earlier made you think I wasn't including you. You are the first person I thought of when Alex called. You are going as my friend and have access to my account to bid as high as you want on anything you want. Not many people get invited to an auction like this and I want you to remember it forever," Rye said then kissed the top of Nicky's head.

Nicky sniffled a bit then looked up at Rye, "What will I wear?"

Everyone laughed and Nicky blushed, then asked again, "No seriously, what will I wear?"

The next couple of hours passed with everyone making plans. The boys noticed as the bus began to move into the more populated area of the city and there were more stops.

"We must be getting close now, I can see posters everywhere on the streets," Bryan said as he looked out the big bay window of the bus.

Almost immediately after saying this the bus turned and the boys could see the front of the stadium as they entered the parking lot. The herd of screaming fans could be seen waving and blowing kisses to the bus. Even a day before the concert the fans were surrounding the venue.

It took another half hour to move the bus to a secured area of the stadium but finally the bus was parked. In no time Ed, Jay, Matt and Andy were on the bus.

"Okay guys this is a secure area. Access is through a guarded gate and electronic door. If anyone is going out you need to pass through the gate. You are safe in here, nobody is getting in who doesn't belong," Ed said.

"Cool Ed. Here's our plans for the day," Jill said.

• Kian and Bryan -

Ed had not been pleased with the plans people had arranged, especially Rye and Nicky's. Rye had absolutely refused security saying that where they were going it would not be needed. Mark, Shane and Jill had decided to just drive around the city and see the sights. Jill argued that they would not need security since they didn't plan on going in anywhere. Kian and Bryan had decided on general fun doing whatever the city offered so no definite arrangements were known, although they at least agreed to security.

"You guys kinda pissed off Ed," Alex said from the back seat.

"Not us, we are taking security," Bryan argued.

"Yeah but with no idea where we are going. Ed likes to know where everyone is," Alex argued back.

"Well we usually don't get to see a city, so now we have this extra time we can. Hey look, miniature golf," Bryan said and Kian switched lanes and signalled quickly.

"Oh you guys gotta be kidding," Carl groaned.

"Come on it will be fun," Bryan bounced in his seat.

"Yeah guys any time out with Bry Boy is a blast," Kian said as he parked in the lot of Putt Putt Mini Putt.

"You guys owe us big for this," Carl laughed.

"Fine you can pick the next fun thing then," Bryan said as he got out of the van and looked around excitedly.

"Fine fine. Just no teasing," Carl sighed.

"What's the matter? You suck at golf?" Alex asked then nudged Carl with his shoulder and gave him a sweet smile.

"Yeah I do," Carl admitted feeling a blush rise in his cheeks at the touch and smile from Alex.

"Okay we won't laugh too much," Kian laughed.

"Come on. I want a green ball," Bryan had grabbed onto Alex's and Kian's hand and dragged them to the gate. Everyone laughed, Bryan's excitement was contagious and he seemed like such a big kid.

• Jill, Mark and Shane -

"Wow is Ed pissed," Shane laughed.

"He just doesn't like not knowing where we are," Jill said.

"Well it is his job. I mean I know we wanted to be out and just be ourselves but we did sort of put him in an awkward position," Mark said.

"Yeah well if we have any trouble we can call him," Jill answered.

"Hey look at that," Mark pointed as he drove by a theater.

Jill and Shane turned to look at the marquee.

"Peter Pan! I love that play, let's go see that tonight. Turn around and let's see if we can get tickets," Jill said.

"Yeah sounds like fun," Shane said.

Mark quickly circled the block and parked in front of the theater. Jill went into the theater and came back out a few minutes later.

"Three seats for the 9 o'clock performance. It's actually a local performing arts high school putting it on. Let's go drive a bit more, find a place for dinner and come back for the show," Jill said.

"I didn't think school was in yet," Shane said.

"That's what I said. Apparently it's a year round thing," Jill answered.

"Cool, this should be fun. There's almost always some flubs and stuff in these kinds of shows but I just love amateur theater," Mark smiled.

• Rye and Nicky -

After changing into some dress clothes the two friends headed out to the airport where a jet was awaiting them.

"How did you get a plane here so fast?" Nicky asked as he sat in the seat next to Rye and held his hand.

"The pilot's have our schedule so no matter what city we are in there is one of my jet's in case we need it," Rye smiled as he brought Nicky's hand up and gently pressed his lips to the inside of Nicky's wrist.

"I can't believe I am going to a wine auction," Nicky gushed.

"Not just any auction either. Only a very select few come to these. There will be an Arab Prince, a Japanese businessman, a well known director and a few others," Rye said.

"Wow, cool. So how much am I allowed to spend and what can I buy?" Nicky asked.

"Like I said, as long as you don't bid against me you can bid on whatever you want and as much as you want," Rye smiled.

"For real Angel? Like really for real?" Nicky asked.

Rye leaned across the space separating them and drew Nicky's head to him placing a tender kiss on Nicky's lips.

"Yes my boy," he said simply and stroked Nicky's face. He felt Nicky press his head into his hand.

The jet flew on and after a couple of hours landed on a private runway. Nicky looked at the castle about 2 miles away. He could see it because it was lit up with spotlights.

"That's where we're going?" Nicky asked, a mixture of excitement and awe.

"Yep, come on, the car's waiting," Rye said as he indicated a nearby limo.

The drive to the castle was short. They drove across a bridge, a drawbridge actually, which was lowered across a moat into a cobblestone courtyard.

"This place is amazing," Nicky said as the car stopped.

"Alex had it dismantled stone by stone in Scotland and shipped here. This is a real Scottish castle," Rye said.

The two men walked up the steps to the massive doors that opened to reveal a shortish red haired man dressed in a lavendar suit.

"Rye so good of you to come. It wouldn't have been the same without you," the man embraced Rye warmly.

"Hi Alex. I am really glad I could make it. Mainly because it allowed me to bring Nicky. Nicky this is Alex Knight. Alex, Nicky Byrne," Rye introduced the two men.

"Hello Nicky, I love your music. Come on in so you can look over the wines. It's going to be a big auction, over 20 lots," Alex said as he led the two men into the grand foyer which held a dozen suits of armor.

"Everything is set up for Nicky?" Rye asked.

"Of course darling. Does he have a signal?" Alex asked.

"Signal?" Nicky looked at Rye for help.

"When you bid, you want something cool to attract Alex's attention. The Prince touches his ear. Ling does a wink and nod. I wink and blow a kiss at Alex here. It's all silly but part of the game," Rye smiled.

"Ummm how about I reach over and touch your chest, like this," Nicky demonstrated.

"That will work. And it will make me very horny, you naughty naughty boy. Are you Rye's lover?" Alex asked.

"No he's not Alex. But he isn't for you either. He is definitely taken. Now show me the Citadel and let Nicky browse the others," Rye said. His tone was friendly but it was made clear to Alex that Nicky was off limits.

Nicky didn't know it, and never would since when he asked later Rye refused to answer, but Rye could have bought and sold every one of the guests that would be attending that night including Alex. Nicky wandered around the room that held the various wines. A brief history of the wines was placed with each case as well. He stopped at a case that had the name St. Minian's and read the history. It was a 300 year old wine that had been bottled in a small vineyard belonging to a church that still stood in Nicky's home town. He excitedly read the history. The abbott of the church had labored for years to adapt grapes to the climate and finally managed to succeed in getting a harvest. The story goes he fell in love with a local girl and soon after his first attempts at wine making he and the girl were discovered and killed by the angry father. The wine was found by the subsequent replacement and kept safely away.

"Find something you like?" Rye asked from behind him.

"Yeah look at this, it's from my home town," Nicky said excitedly.

Rye read the history and smiled. "It's pretty rare, only 5 bottles."

Rye opened the small booklet he was holding, "They are being sold as a group. Prebid is 1 million."

Nicky's shoulders slumped, "Oh well."

"What's that mean? 'Oh well'. Nicky Love do you want that wine?" Rye asked.

Nicky turned and gazed at the bottles and nodded his head slightly.

"Then buy them," Rye stated and drew Nicky close. He rested his forehead to Nicky's and moved close so that his words were whispered into Nicky's mouth. "Everything I have, everything I own, everything that is me, belongs to you all. You are my heart Nicky love."

"The Prince is here. Oh I'm sorry loves," Alex announced then quickly backed out of the room to leave the men in private.

Nicky had tears falling from his eyes as he held tightly to this wonderful man he loved so much.

"Love you Angel," he finally choked out.

"Love you Love," Rye answered.

"Guess we should go so that Alex can let the others in huh?" Nicky made to move away but Rye held him tightly.

"Only if you want to. Alex will keep them out until we are ready," Rye answered.

Nicky succumbed and brushed his lips across Rye's, tenderly and with love. They continued to hold each other for another few minutes before separating and heading to the door that Alex had closed behind him.

Opening the door they heard Alex as he talked to the Prince, "Rye will be just a few more minutes I'm sure, oh here they are now."

Nicky looked at the other man and saw the picture of an Arab Prince. He couldn't help but think of the Prince in the movie Lawrence of Arabia.

"Prince Hassan please meet Nicky Byrne. Nicky is a singer in a very popular singing group and is here as a guest of Rye's," Alex introduced.

Nicky tensed, "I'm sorry nobody told me what to do. Am I supposed to bow? I don't want to offend anyone."

The Prince laughed, a deep rich laugh, and moved forward to Rye. The two men clasped arms, hand just below the elbow and pulled each other into an embrace.

"Do not worry. In my country you would already be dead for having spoken first. Here though we all come together as equals. And if you should ever visit my country you may come as a friend," the Prince greeted Nicky in the same manner he had Rye.

"D d dead?" Nicky stuttered.

"Don't worry Nicky. When we go to visit Hassan you will be given the station of honoured friend. You could pretty much do whatever you want and nobody could say a thing against you," Rye chuckled.

"Ah I have missed your laugh Rye. You must bring all of them with you and Jill as well. I have heard you sing as well. You must come and sing for me one day," the Prince smiled.

"We will. I am sure they would all love to visit your home," Rye nodded.

"Is this your lover then?" the Prince asked. Nicky was a little surprised at how easily people asked this question.

"No but he is a friend of my heart. My lover is Mark," Rye said and the Prince nodded knowingly as if this phrase had told him all there was to know about Nicky and Rye's relationship.

"Do you know of us your highness?" Nicky asked, still unsure how to address the man.

The Prince smiled, "Yes I have seen you on MTV several times. I particularly like the song Bop Bop Baby. And please you may call me Hassan, or if you prefer, my Prince."

This got chuckles from Rye and Alex.

"I know you meant it as a gentle joke, but truly I am uncomfortable with calling you by your name. Would you be offended if I did call you my Prince?" Nicky asked then blushed brightly.

The Prince looked at Nicky with a smile, "I apologize my friend. This is one of the few places where I can set aside my lineage and my joke was in poor taste to someone unaccustomed to my heritage. Using my name would make you uncomfortable but calling me by my title would make me uncomfortable. Perhaps we can compromise. The word in my language for friend is sadik. Would you consider calling me this?"

"Thank you Sadik. I am very honored," Nicky answered.

"Good. Come Nicky Sadik, show me the wines," the Prince placed his hand on Nicky's shoulder and left back into the display room leaving Rye and Alex in the entrance hall.

"I often feel sad for Hassan. He is constantly surrounded by people who either protect him or serve him. It must be lonely," Alex said.

"It is," Rye whispered. Alex looked at him, unsure if he had some insight into the Prince's life or if he was speaking of his own life.

"Come on. Ling just pulled up and he wants to see you," Alex said.

• Kian and Bryan -

"Woohoo," Bryan cheered as he got another hole in one and did his little victory dance. If it had been anyone else it would have been obnoxious but with Bryan it was simply cute.

"Yeah yeah dancing boy, move aside and let me get this over with," Carl pretended to be angry. Everyone watched as Carl once again took all six shots before sinking his ball.

"Woohoo," Carl said in a deadpan voice then grinned and copied Bryan's victory dance. This sent Bryan to the ground, his peals of laughter could be heard across the course.

Finally the other two sunk their last balls and they headed to the van.

"That was fun," Carl admitted grudgingly.

"Told ya. Even mini golf can be fun if you have Bry Boy with ya. Where to next?" Kian asked.

"You guys hungry yet?" Alex asked.

"Yeah. Mexican?" Bryan asked like a little kid pleading for something he knew he wasn't allowed.

"Yeah okay. I saw a place on our way here," Carl said.

"Woohoo," Bryan cheered then did a seated version of his victory dance.

Everyone laughed at the antics. They soon pulled into a little mexican restaurant called Under the Volcano. They were quickly seated and enjoying their appetizers and the house drink.

"This is fun guys. I'm glad we came," Alex said.

"Yeah me too." Carl said.

"So you guys getting along okay?" Bryan asked casually.

Alex and Carl exchanged looks. They realized that it was a friendly curiosity and desire to help on Bryan's part.

"Yeah, being with you guys earlier meant a lot. I think we are gonna be okay. The kissing was really nice. Alex is a great kisser. He is great at everything. Making me feel comfortable and not pushing me. He is the one who is leading me, us, through these things," Carl admitted with a blush.

"That's okay. We all have our role. Have you guys done anything else together? You know, touched each other," Bryan asked as he munched on the nachos and salsa.

"Bryan, maybe that's too personal," Kian cautioned softly.

"No it's okay. Well we really like kissing but we have touched each other and made each other cum. It feels really nice but there's more than just the feeling of getting off. I feel something else too," Carl said.

"Me too. We are taking things slowly though, only going forward when we are both ready," Alex said.

"Well that's not exactly true. Alex is going slow for my sake. But I love him for it," Carl said.

The table was suddenly silent as everyone saw the shocked look on Alex's face.

"What?" Carl asked aware that all eyes were on him.

Carl was saved any further embarrassment when the waitress appeared with their food. Kian and Bryan watched in amusement as Carl and Alex shared their two dishes. They didn't even notice that they did the same and Alex and Carl were sharing amused looks at them. Finally the meal ended and they were back in the van.

"Was it true what you said Carl?" Alex asked as soon as they were in the van.

"What?" Carl asked.

"You said Alex was going slow for you and you loved him for it. Do you love him?" Bryan asked. He felt Kian's hand touch his arm but Kian also waited for the answer.

"I I I'm not sure. I have never really been in love before. But I know I feel something very strong inside me. I want it to be love, I really do," Carl said.

"Thanks Carl. Just so you know, I feel something as well. I think it is love. Let's find out together okay?" Alex asked.

Carl nodded and leaned forward to kiss Alex. In the front Bryan leaned over and kissed Kian.

"Okay Carl, where to next?" Kian asked.

"There are go-karts just a block away. I saw them on the way here," Carl suggested.

"Cool, let's go," Bryan again did his little seat dance. Carl and Alex joined in, doing their own little dance in the back seat. Alex slipped his hand into Carl's.

• NeverLand -

Mark, Jill and Shane climbed into their van and headed out.

"That was great. To be honest I have never been a big fan of seafood but that was excellent," Mark said.

"Yeah I loved that seafood pasta," Jill agreed.

They quickly parked their van and walked to the theatre. They found their seats and settled in. They looked around the crowd and realized that it was mostly parents and family. A young man was making his way down the seats and plopped down in the seat next to Mark.

"Hi," he said.

"Hi," Mark answered.

"You look familiar, are you Carla's brother," the youth asked.

"Nope. My name is Mark. I am sorta famous. That's Jill and that's Shane," Mark pointed out.

"Oh yeah, now I recognize ya. I don't like your type of music, I am more into Indie stuff, but my girl likes you guys. She thought it was pretty romantic when you guys came out like you did. That took some balls," the youth said.

Jill smiled and Mark laughed.

"It was actually a surprise to me, I was the only one who didn't know it was gonna happen," Mark said.

"You seem to be pretty relaxed about it," Shane tested.

The youth shrugged his shoulders, "I'm not gay but my best friend's brother is. He's cool and he's a football player. Makes no difference to me. My girl's best friend is this real flamer. But he's cool too once you get past the act."

"What's your name?" Jill asked.

"Scottie. My girl is Donna and she is Wendy in the play," Scottie said, "and her friend Jamie is Peter Pan. He loves when I kid him about how he was meant to play the part. Like I said, he's pretty cool."

"You guys got tickets for tomorrow?" Shane asked.

"Nah, they have a show tomorrow so can't go. We couldn't have afforded them anyhow," Scottie said.

"They have practice or any shows tomorrow afternoon?" Mark asked.

"Careful Fella, Ed is already pissed," Jill warned knowing Mark was planning something.

"Nah they don't do any more practicing. Mr Whalen the director and teacher of the drama department doesn't believe in it. Once they start a show, they go with what they have," Scottie said.

Mark looked at his watch and realized there was still a half hour till it started. He flipped open his cell phone.

"If Mr. Whalen catches you with that he will go balistic," Scottie said as he saw the cell phone.

Mark smiled and dialed, "Ed it's Mark. No, no problems. Listen I want to arrange to put on sort of a private show for some high school drama students. Any idea how we can arrange that?"

Scottie's eyes grew wide and he got up and left.

"Not sure really. We are at a theater that's putting on a show of Peter Pan. It's just something I thought would be nice is all," Mark said.

Mark listened as Ed outlined some options. Mark noticed Scottie returning dragging a girl who was obviously his girlfriend Donna and being followed by an older man who was probably the teacher.

"This is Donna and Mr. Whalen," Scottie said breathing heavily.

"You guys have access to the theater during the day?" Mark asked.

"Yes. What's this about?" Mr. Whalen asked.

"I think our Fella Mark here is arranging for the cast and family to have a private little show tomorrow instead of us doing our regular rehearsal," Shane grinned.

Shane should have been pissed at Mark not even consulting anyone else about this, but he just couldn't be. It was one of the things he truly loved about Mark, his spirit of giving. Mark shared everything, his talent, his music, his love and his lover.

"Okay Ed thanks. Let's do it acoustic. Angel can play any instrument known to man and so he can back us up," Mark said.

As Mark closed the cell phone he noticed the odd look on Shane's face and realized what he had said. With a skip in his heart he turned to the two teens and the teacher standing next to him.

"Oh my God I can't believe you are here to watch us," Donna said excitedly.

"Now sweetie don't get yourself all worked up or you will forget your lines and mess up," Scottie said.

"Don't worry about anything, you will be perfect tonight," Jill added softly.

"Hi, I'm Mark Feehily of Westlife. We were wondering how your students their friends and family would feel about us coming to perform for them here tomorrow afternoon?" Mark asked.

"Oh please say yes," Donna begged as she grabbed onto Mr. Whalen's arm. He winced painfully and Scottie dislodged Donna's fingers from Mr. Whalen.

"I think we can arrange that," the man said.

"We don't want this to be known to the media, so try to keep it as quiet as possible. Just cast and crew, family and friends. You can fill the theater but try to keep it as quiet as possible please," Shane asked.

"I can arrange that. Okay Donna let's go backstage and make sure everyone is ready," Mr. Whalen dragged the girl behind him who did not want to leave.

"You realize if she messes up her lines tonight it's all your fault," Scottie said only half kidding.

"She'll be fine," Mark assured, hoping he was right. He turned a smile to Shane and his smile faltered.

"Something to tell me?" Shane asked, raising his eyebrow.

"Later please Boyo. I'm sorry," Mark answered.

Shane smiled again, "I'm not really upset. There are some things that lovers may share that the rest of us don't know."

"It's not really that. It's just something he is kinda embarrassed about," Mark said.

• Second Star to the Right -

Mr Whalen was kind of pissed, but realized that knowing now was probably better than someone spotting the pop stars halfway through the performance. He quickly gathered everyone who was involved in the play. He had known he would have to do this now, since Donna would be telling everyone on her own.

"Okay people this is it. Now I want you all to know that we have some celebrities in the audience tonight. I think most of you will know who Westlife is, well a couple of them are out there," Mr. Whalen said then was interrupted by Donna.

"It's Mark and Shane and that woman, Beauty. They are gonna do a show for us tomorrow," Donna gushed.

"Thank you Donna. Yes it's true. We will be making arrangements so that your friends and family can come to watch them perform. Now I have two things to say here and listen carefully to me," Mr Whalen waited till all eyes were on him.

"They are doing this for us on the condition that nobody in the media finds out. If the media finds out it will be cancelled," Mr Whalen didn't know if this was true but he figured the threat would serve his purposes. "So before you leave tonight you will each come to me with the names of those you wish to invite. Only those people you name will be allowed to be told. Is that clear?"

The group responded yes.

"Now second. We have a show to do. I know that you are all excited about this, but remember this is your night. Remember how hard you worked. Don't let those celebrities make you do less than your best. Focus your mind on your task."

• The Prince and Nicky -

"Tell me how is Rye?" the Prince asked.

"I'm not sure how you mean?" Nicky responded.

"For so long his heart was empty. Now he has found his soul mate and he names you a friend of his heart. Is it real?" the Prince asked.

"Well Mark is his soul mate. Their love for each other is like a physical force you can feel when they are together. As for friend of his heart I am not sure what that means. The rest of us though love our Angel deeply. So deeply that if he were not here I truly think we would all wither and die. Perhaps not physically, but everything that makes our lives beautiful and worth living would be gone," Nicky answered.

The Prince looked at Nicky, "My friend, how beautifully you speak. Your lover is one of the others?"

"Yes. Bryan and Shane are my lovers. Our relationship is odd because there are three of us but we are equals. Kian and Jill are also together."

"What? So someone has taken my Jill from me. How sad. I had always hoped to have her as my wife," the Prince laughed.

"I'm sorry Sadik but that will never happen now. You would have to kill them both to ever separate them," Nicky said.

"I will have to call Jill and tease her mercilessly for this. I will try to make her blush," the Prince almost giggled.

"Then you should get Mark to help you. He manages to make her blush about once a day," Nicky laughed as the Prince inspected the bottles of Citadel.

"Truly? Then Mark Sadik must be truly wonderful. Tell me, this prebid? Is this Rye's?" the Prince asked.

"Yes I think so. I know he wants those bottles," Nicky looked at the case of Citadel.

"Well I will not win them but I will make sure he pays dearly for them," the Prince chuckled.

"But if you are his friend and you know he wants them, why would you make him pay more for them?" Nicky asked and then wondered if he had overstepped himself, but the Prince laughed.

"Because that is the game we play here. There are only 4 others coming and we are all friends. We have been brought together not by our money but by our love of wine. I know that if I ever asked of Rye to have a bottle of any of his wines, even the Blanc D'or, he would give me one. Not sell me one, but give me one. He is a most honorable man and a true friend. So we play this game. Truly if you know about him, you know that money means little to him. It means little to any of us who have so much we could never possibly spend it all," the Prince said.

"Yes you're right. I wish I could tell you what he has done for all of us," Nicky said.

"If you wish, you can. We will be having dinner within the hour. We do not have assigned seating and we can move about. You are welcome to sit by my right hand and tell me of your love for your friend," the Prince offered.

"Thank you Sadik, I would like that. And you are right about the Blanc D'or. Three times now he has served us the Blanc D'or and never thought twice about it. In fact just the other day we finished off the very last bottle of the 1929 vintage," Nicky said.

"Truly? How does it taste? Is it as exquisite as it is described?" the Prince asked with great interest.

"You've never tasted it?" Nicky asked.

"Unfortunately no. Rye bought it all and so I never was able to buy any," the Prince admitted.

"It was quite wonderful. Something about it is almost.... divine," Nicky finished with a wave of his hands and not being able to express the feeling.

The Prince sighed, "One of these days I will swallow my pride and beg for a bottle."

Nicky looked at this man and could hear something in his voice. He wasn't sure exactly what it was but he suddenly knew that this man was lonely, lonely for a friend.

"Sadik? Do you truly think of me as a friend?" Nicky asked.

"Yes of course. We do not yet know each other but I know that if you are a part of Rye's heart than you are a man worth having as a friend," the Prince said as he bent to read the history of a small crate of wine.

"Then would you accept a bottle of this most incredible wine from me, your Sadik? It would give me great pleasure to give it to you and allow you the experience," Nicky asked.

The Prince turned to Nicky with an expression of shock.

"How can you do this? You try our friendship by taunting me this way," the Prince said.

Alex and Rye entered the room and heard this exchange.

"What's going on?" Rye asked as he slipped an arm around Nicky protectively.

"I I I only wanted to do something nice," Nicky said in a small voice.

"He toys with me, offering me something he knows I wish but cannot have," the Prince said.

"No I didn't, honestly," Nicky said and turned to Rye, "I just offered to give him a bottle of the Blanc D'or. I like him and he wants very much to taste it."

Rye smiled, "Then he shall have one. I have long wanted to share it with him but his own sense of pride has forbidden him to ask for one. Now that a friend has offered it as a gift he cannot refuse."

"But..." the Prince began.

"Yes Hassan, Nicky can offer it to you. Everything I have is his. Congratulations Hassan, this weekend you shall taste that which you have wanted to taste for many years," Rye chuckled.

Nicky surprised everyone then by stepping forward and embracing the Prince, full body contact, and kissed him on the lips. He stepped back and took Rye's hand as they went out to the foyer.

Alex looked at the Prince and waited.

"In my country, the man who touched me in this way would be put to death most painfully. Yet it is something I will treasure always. I have received a true gift of friendship," the Prince said.

"You know Nicky wants to buy the St. Minians," Alex said.

"Really? Well then I will bid very high on it," the Prince chuckled.

"Hassan I don't know if Nicky understands that this is a game to us. He may be upset," Alex warned.

"I have told him it is a game. But I will be sure that if he does not take the prize, the prize will be his anyway," the Prince answered.

• The World's A Stage -

"Wow that was great," Shane said to Jill as they stood to applaud the performers.

"It was. And no mistakes. The kid playing Peter Pan was amazing," Jill enthused.

"And our little softie even cried for little Tinker Bell," Shane nudged Mark.

"Shut up," Mark said with a smile, knowing that both Shane and Jill also had had tears in their eyes.

"Hey Scottie, think you can get us back stage to meet Peter Pan?" Jill asked.

"Sure. Jamie will love it. He is so hot for your boyfriend Mark," Scottie said as he began to move out to the aisle. The others followed closely behind. Scottie jumped on the stage and pushed the curtains aside.

"Hey Digger, good show," Scottie said to the kid playing Captain Hook.

"Thanks Scottie. Donna did great didn't she. And Jamie was fucking A," the guy said.

"Jamie is always great. We are all gonna be able to look back one day and say, I knew him when he was just another kid in school, now look at him up there accepting his Emmy," Scottie laughed.

The three friends looked at each other with amusement. It was so nice to see these kids so kind towards an openly gay kid. And also being very free with their praise.

"These the celebs?" Digger asked as he jerked a head towards the group.

"Yep. Not my style but Donna just about had an orgasm," Scottie said.

It was funny for the group to be there, basically being dissed, by these teens. It was so opposite to the fawning and adoration they usually got.

"Yeah well if you think Donna went nuts, wait till Jamie sees them. Just stand back and get the handi-wipes ready," Digger laughed and strode to the dressing area with Scottie and the others following behind. Jill turned a wide grin to the boys who both chuckled.

"Cute boyband guys and hot chick coming through. Put your clothes on or take em off as you see fit," Scottie yelled out and got laughs from everyone including the boys and Jill.

"I like him," Shane laughed.

"He's a hoot," Jill giggled.

"Scottie!!!" screamed Donna as she threw herself into his arms, "Was I good?"

"You were perfect doll," Scottie said and they could see the love in his eyes.

"Come on you three, I know everyone wants to meet you but Jamie is too embarrassed to come see you so I need to take you to him," Donna grabbed Shanes hand and headed through a maze of parents, crew and cast in various stages of undress or dress.

She went up to a door with the name Peter Pan on it and walked right in. Jamie was pulling on his shirt and didn't see who was there.

"Jesus Donna, I wish you would knock. What if I had been naked?" Jamie asked.

"Then Scottie would have seen something to be jealous of," Donna quipped.

"Hey I've already seen it and am plenty jealous. If I ever decide to go gay I want that in me," Scottie said. That got looks from everyone except Donna, and Jamie who was still struggling to pull his shirt on.

"What?" Scottie looked at the group, "Hey he's cute as hell and is about the nicest guy around."

"Holy shit," Jamie said as he finally got his shirt pulled down and saw who was in the room with him. Then as he thought about the conversation that had just taken place he blushed brightly, "Jesus Scottie, why do you say stuff like that."

"Cuz it's true. The only thing keeping you and me apart is I'm just not into the man on man thing," Scottie shrugged his shoulders.

"Such a romantic," Donna quipped.

"Hi Jamie, I'm Mark. You were incredible out there," Mark said as he moved forward to shake Jamie's hand.

"Hey what about me?" Donna smiled then frowned. "How come Jamie didn't get a hug. He wants one and won't ask."

"Shut the fuck up Donna," Jamie said and stamped his foot.

"Nah, she's right. Want a hug Jamie?" Mark asked then stepped forward and pulled the boy into his arms. He held onto the boy who suddenly pulled Mark in close. Mark realised the boy was crying.

"How bout you all go meet the rest of the cast and crew while me and Jamie hang out," Mark suggested without letting anyone know the boy was crying.

"Sure Fella. Come on guys let's go say hi," Jill said as she directed everyone out of the room. She turned back and said, "Make him feel better Fella, we'll wait for you to come out."

Jill closed the door and Mark pushed Jamie away slightly so he could look into his eyes.

"Wow that was unexpected," Mark said.

"Why does he have to say those mean things?" Jamie sobbed.

"Scottie?" Mark asked.

Jamie nodded.

"You think he says those things to be mean?" Mark asked.

"Yeah he's always saying stuff about me being gay and how cute I am and teasing me like that," Jamie said.

"Jamie I don't think he means them to be mean. I think he means them for real. He really thinks you are a great actor and he has mentioned a couple of times that you are a great guy. I honestly think he means it all," Mark said.

Jamie stood back a bit and looked at Mark. Mark was struck by how very cute the kid was. If he had to choose a word to describe him it would have been fairy-like or maybe elfin. Very fine features but quite striking. He watched as Jamie assessed his words.

"Are you sure?" Jamie asked as if he had never considered the possibility before.

"Yep pretty sure. Look, you clean your face a bit and I will be right back and we can talk a bit more," Mark said.

"Okay," Jamie said distractedly, obviously thinking about what Mark had suggested about Scottie.

Mark left Jamie behind and went looking for Scottie. He found Digger first.

"Hey Digger right?" Mark asked.

"Yep. You find Jamie okay?" the boy asked.

"Yeah. Listen I want to ask you something okay, but I need you to be completely honest. I don't care what your answer is but it has to be honest. Can you do that for me?" Mark asked.

Digger looked at Mark and saw the serious expression, "Sure I can do that."

"How do you feel about Jamie?" Mark asked.

"He's awesome. He's gonna be famous some day," Digger said right away.

"What about him being gay?" Mark asked.

"Makes no difference to me. I'm not gay but it's cool he is," Digger said.

"Do you know he doesn't know how you guys feel about him. He thinks the little jokes are meant to hurt him and he just goes along with it. He doesn't know you think he is a great guy," Mark said.

The expression on Digger's face confirmed for him that Jamie was actually well liked.

"Bull shit. He knows we like him. He likes that we are cool about him being gay and kid him about it," Digger said a little angrily.

"Nope he doesn't. He thinks you mean it hurtfully but goes along with it cuz that way at least he has sorta friends to hang out with," Mark answered.

Mark watched as Digger's face went through several emotions.

"But that's not right, we like him," Digger finally said in a small voice.

"Nope it's not but we can fix it if you want," Mark said.

Digger looked up at Mark and nodded his head.

"Let's go find Scottie," Mark said.

"Oh shit, Scottie. Scottie really likes Jamie but says stuff that Jamie must think is awful," Digger said.

"Yep that's about the size of it," Mark replied.

They found Scottie and had the same discussion again. Scottie was in tears by the time they were finished. The three walked back to Jamie's dressing room. Mark knocked once and went in with Scottie and Digger right behind.

"Jamie I brought some friends," Mark said. Jamie looked up then his eyes widened in surprise and everyone saw a practiced mask of calmness and happiness slip into place.

"Holy shit, you're right Mark," Scottie said.

"Tell him guys, make him believe you," Mark pushed Scottie forward.

"Jamie where do I start. I'm sorry. I didn't know you didn't believe me. You're amazing bud. I mean in every way that counts. You're an awesome actor, and such a nice person. All those things I say about you I mean it. Like when I said you were cute that's true. I can see that. You are really cute. And it's true that if I was gay I would want to be your boyfriend. I know that because when Donna first introduced us, well, I kinda got hard and all. I mean it crossed my mind, still does sometimes, what it would be like to you know, be with you," Scottie said.

"Yeah me too Jamie. Seriously. I like girls but I have thought of you sometimes too. I mean you are really nice looking, and you have a nice dick too," Digger said.

Mark was briefly curious about Jamie's dick since these two straight guys were impressed by it. He pushed those thoughts away though.

"I never thought you were upset by the jokes. I mean you do em to yourself, and you laughed and encouraged us to make em. I'm sorry to say, but it's kind of your fault too ya know. I do it just as a friendly thing we can share. I've never said a bad thing about gay people. I don't call anyone fag or homo to be a bad thing. But I call Digger names all the time, and he does the same to me. You call me names too Jamie. You call me hen-pecked and coat rack all the time," Scottie finished.

"Yeah," Jamie agreed.

"Look let's be honest here. You are a fabulous actor, you are going places, you are going to be famous. You're a gay guy. We're not. Makes no difference to whether we like you or not. You are cute as hell. But beyond all that Jamie, you are a good person and I like you, in fact I can honestly say that I love you as a really good friend. I don't know how things got mixed up but I want to put it behind us okay buddy?" Scottie asked.

"You guys really like me? I'm so glad. I like you too," Jamie smiled happily.

"Everyone likes you Jamie. What's not to like. You're the perfect friend," Digger said.

"So everything is good now?" Mark asked.

"Not quite," Scottie said as he moved forward and took Jamie into his arms and gave him a hug. Mark watched as Jamie stiffened then relaxed into the hug. Scottie held the hug for a long time.

"Hey quit hogging the fairy," Digger laughed and pushed Scottie out of the way to take his turn hugging Jamie.

As they separated Jamie looked at Scottie and smiled, "You know what would really convince me? If you kissed me."

Scottie didn't even hesitate and moved his mouth to meet Jamie's. Mark was surprised to see that after only a moment Scottie opened his mouth to truly kiss Jamie. When they separated Jamie looked dazed.

"I told you. I am not into the man on man thing, but if I was it would be you all the way Jamie," Scottie said.

Jamie nodded.

"I'm glad that's all fixed. Now someone explain why you would call Scottie coat rack?" Mark laughed as did everyone else.

"When he goes shopping with Donna, he ends up holding everything. He looks like a walking coat rack," Jamie explained. Mark nodded laughing and they all left to go out and meet the rest of the gang.

Mark held Jamie back just a bit, "Jamie, it's a mistake to get involved with someone who is straight."

Jamie smiled, "I know. If he was gay I would be all over him, but I need a friend more than a lover. We won't ever fool around but the kiss was nice."

Mark nodded and the two moved into the crowd, everyone slapping Jamie on the back and congratulating him. Jamie beamed and Mark sadly realized that this was the first time that Jamie actually accepted and believed the praise he was receiving. Mark looked over the crowd to see Scottie over talking with Donna and Jill. By Donna's reaction he knew she was being told. Jill listened then looked up and caught his eye and smiled at him. Mark looked for Digger and saw him talking to a couple of people, nodding his head vigourously. He saw the stunned looks on the faces of the people Digger was talking too. Yep, Jamie's life had just taken a stunning turn to the stupendous.

• Drive Me Crazy -

The four men had been having a blast racing around the track and were going for one more race.

"Hey let's do a turtle race," Carl suggested.

At the confused looks aimed his way Carl chuckled and explained. "We still race but it's a race to see who comes in last, we go as slow as possible. You can't stop moving but you go as slow as you can. Last one over the finish line wins"

Bryan burst out laughing and jumped in his go-kart, which he insisted on calling a go-fart because of the strange sounds the engine kept making. If anyone had been watching the race they would have peed themselves laughing. About halfway through the course they started tossing verbal insults and shaking fists at one another. It was actually hard for them to stay in the karts they were laughing so hard.

Finally the race finished and Alex was the winner. He did a little victory dance that got everyone laughing.

"That's a damn sexy little dance. Care to show it to me again later?" Carl asked.

Alex's eyes opened wide as his face broke into a wide grin. Once in the car Alex surprised everyone, but especially Carl, when he sat on Carl's lap facing him and performed his little dance again. In the front seat Kian and Bryan laughed at the moans coming from Carl.

"What next?" Bryan finally asked.

"You choose Alex, doesn't matter to me what we do," Kian said.

"Would you guys feel like going back and watching a movie?" Alex asked hesitantly.

"That would be okay. You guys wanta watch a really cool gay movie?" Bryan asked.

"No I don't wanta watch porn, just a regular movie," Alex said.

"No I know that, it's a regular movie, no sex, but it's about a couple of young guys discovering they are gay and how they deal with it. It's called Get Real," Bryan said.

"Sure okay," Alex shrugged.

They drove back to the stadium and cleared through security.

"You guys go grab some pj's and meet us in the lounge okay?" Kian said to Alex and Carl.

Kian and Bryan got onto the bus and saw that nobody was back yet.

"I'll run and get changed and meet you back here," Kian said.

"Sweets?" Bryan asked.

"Yeah?"

"Can we snuggle and stuff tonight. I mean the guys know we are affectionate, would it be okay?" Bryan asked softly.

Kian smiled and came to hold onto Bryan.

"Course Bry Boy, that's the best part of watching movies, snuggling with someone you love," Kian kissed Bryan and trotted off to his bedroom.

Bryan opened the door to his bedroom and stopped in shock. There were Ed, Jay, Matt and Andy all naked and hard and obviously playing the game together.

"Shit guys, I'm sorry," Bryan apologized, then, "Wow you guys look hot together. Let me grab my sleep pants and I'll leave you to it. Kian, me, Alex and Carl are gonna watch a movie so take your time."

Bryan backed out of the bedroom and headed to Kian's.

"Guess what I just saw," Bryan said as he watched Kian strip down.

"What?"

"Ed, Jay, Matt and Andy are using our room to play the game," Bryan said.

"Are they okay? You didn't embarrass them I hope," Kian said.

"Well I walked in on it. Matt was sucking on Jay's nipple. I told them to carry on," Bryan giggled.

"You guys gonna invite me to play the game soon?" Kian asked.

"Yeah of course, the next chance we get kay?" Bryan said as he stripped down.

Soon the two were back in the lounge with snacks and were snuggled up in an oversized loveseat. Both were in sleep pants and no shirts and were holding each other lovingly. They looked up as Carl and Alex walked in.

"Hey guys, take a seat and we can start," Bryan said.

"You two make out together? I thought you were with Jill?" Carl asked.

"I am. But we all share our love together. We have rules about how much we can do with each other but yeah we can make out," Kian said.

"You guys aren't upset are you?" Bryan asked.

"No it's cool. I mean it's strange kinda, but it really helps us out, well me any way. I mean I could watch gay sex and probably get turned on by it. But watching you guys together, it's just so different. It's just this incredibly deep love that I can't help be affected by. I see you two together like that and I just want to hold onto Alex and feel his body next to mine and...." Carl trailed off.

"Come on Carl, let's snuggle like they are," Alex invited and waited for Carl to sit in the opposite love seat. Bryan pushed the buttons on the remote to dim the lights and start the movie.

As the movie progressed there were times when one or the other couple would trade kisses or looks or touches. Alex and Carl would look back on this night, in their later years together, as the night they truly fell in love.

• Caught in the Act -

Everyone had looked up in shock when Bryan had walked in. Matt had stopped mid-lick and still had his tongue part way to Jay's nipple.

After Bryan had said how hot they looked and had left with his sleep pants, everyone looked at each other and then burst into laughter. Matt collapsed bodily onto Jay and just giggled. Everyone lost their erections.

"Okay that was the most embarrassed I have ever been, but fuck that was funny," Matt finally said.

"Yeah. Although no real reason to be embarrassed, except for being caught in their bed," Ed said.

"I guess I just felt sorta like I had been caught by my mom looking at porn or something. So do we continue?" Andy asked. He hoped they would since after Matt it was his turn and he was the last to go.

"Of course kitten. Let's let Matt start on Pup again, then it's your turn. You have your work cut out for you though if you want to make us all cum. We are all soft again," Ed said.

"No problem. When I lay this hot latin body on you, you can't help but be turned on," Andy giggled.

"You got that right," Matt said as he leaned over to kiss his lover. "Okay Jay baby, let me taste those nipples again."

The game resumed and the men enjoyed their time together, eventually falling asleep in each other's arms. They figured they would let the boys wake them when it was time for them to go to their own bus.

• Dinner With A Prince -

Nicky had met the others already. They were interesting people in their own rights. Ling was the Japanese businessman. Nicky was still unsure if Ling was his first or last name. He was very jovial and quick to laugh. He controlled most of the Japanese media but was very down to earth. He had spent some time with Rye when he had first shown up and Nicky wondered what that had been about. He figured if he asked later Rye would tell him.

The director was a surprise for Nicky, Francis Ford Coppola. He gushed about all the movies he had seen and the director also gushed about how big a fan he was of the boys, which embarrassed Nicky greatly but he could hardly wait to tell the rest of the boys. They ended up trading autographs and phone numbers, Francis asking Nicky and the boys to his home for a week or two when they had some free time.

Another guest was quite the surprise for Nicky who was awestruck as he was introduced to Sophia Loren. Again her and Nicky hit it off well and ended up trading autographs. She secretly confided to Nicky that although she enjoyed the auctions she was not able to bid on many of the wines. She just enjoyed the company and she had been friends with Alex and the Prince for ages.

The final guest was yet another shock. Another Prince, this time however it was someone Nicky knew. The crown Prince of Monaco, Prince Albert, shook Nicky's hand warmly and the two chatted together, catching up with each other. Nicky had always been impressed with the Prince and his charity, The Prince's Trust, which donated a lot of money to child and youth organizations.

"You know Rye donates to children's charities as well," Nicky said.

"Yes I know. He helped me organize the trust and decide on who gets the money. I can't contribute on the scale that he does, but every little bit helps," Albert said.

Nicky was shocked at this revelation. He knew the kind of money that The Trust donated. He came out of his shock as Rye slipped an arm around his waist.

"I didn't know you knew the Prince," Rye said.

"We have performed several times for his charity. He's a great guy, very down to earth," Nicky said.

"Alright all. As usual it's buffet style so serve yourself and enjoy the food," Alex announced as he opened the doors to the dining area for dinner.

Nicky looked at the tables laden with food. Around the room were several smaller tables that would seat 3 people. Nicky realized that once you got your food you were expected to adjourn to a table. It was in this way that you could mingle and talk to the other guests. All total there were 11 people. Alex was on his own. Nicky and Rye were together. Prince Hassan was alone. Ling had brought his wife. Mr. Coppola had brought a companion. The Prince had brought his nephew Andrea. And Ms. Loren was by herself.

"Come sit with me Sadik and tell me of your love for Rye," the Prince offered.

Nicky sat with Hassan.

"I wasn't supposed to touch you like that was I, or kiss you?" Nicky asked as soon as they sat.

"It would not be allowed at home no," Hassan answered.

"My Sadik I am sorry. Rye has taught us all about love and we are all very affected by it. We touch and hug and kiss each other very often and it was something I wanted to do to show you my friendship. Please forgive me," Nicky said.

"Nicky Sadik, you have nothing to be forgiven for. Truly I am most touched and honored by your gesture. And honestly, inside I am quite torn. For so long I have wanted a friend, a true friend. Rye is good to me, but I have never fully accepted his friendship. It took you who knows nothing about my boundaries to show me what I desire. I thank you friend of my heart," Hassan said and Nicky blushed.

There was a long pause where it was obvious Nicky wanted to ask something but was scared to.

"Go ahead Nicky Sadik. I will not take offense to anything you ask," Hassan prompted.

Nicky leaned in close and asked softly, "Are you gay Sadik?"

Hassan smiled, "I have 3 wives and 9 children. Being gay is not allowed in my country. It is my duty to have many wives and children. But what I desire truly is the touch of a man against me."

Nicky smiled, "Then leave it behind you Sadik. Take as much as you can but leave the rest behind. Wouldn't you rather be penniless and in love with a man, than be wealthy in a loveless palace? Give it up, turn your money to your oldest child and leave."

"Ah if it was only that simple?" Hassan said.

"Isn't it?" Nicky asked.

Hassan did not say anything for a long time. He would turn to look at Alex every now and again. Finally Nicky set down his plate and stood.

"Walk with me in the garden Sadik. They won't start without us," Nicky said.

The Prince nodded and followed Nicky out to the garden. The garden was large but contained within the walls of the castle. Nicky reached out and slipped his hand into the Prince's as they walked. Hassan smiled at the boldness but his body thrilled at the intimacy.

"Rye taught us all about love. He lost so much yet he has so much to give. Together he and Mark were our teachers. We have rules we need to follow but I know that if my lovers were here for me to ask they would let me do this for you. Would you like to kiss me Hassan?" Nicky asked.

Hassan breathed in sharply. Nicky turned to face the Prince, taking his other hand as well.

"We cannot be lovers, and we cannot share anything more intimate, but if you would like for this man, your friend, to kiss you and let you know what it feels like to be kissed by a man then we can do it," Nicky offered.

Hassan nodded. Nicky moved his hands up to touch the cloth wrapping on the Prince's head.

"Can we remove this?" Nicky asked.

Hassan again nodded and removed the covering. Very long, black hair fell down.

"You are quite attractive Sadik," Nicky said as he gently pushed his fingers through Hassan's hair. "Your hair is so soft and smells so nice."

"A mixture of spices and oils," Hassan said softly.

Nicky nodded and leaned forward to kiss Hassan's neck just below his ear. The Prince almost passed out. Nicky then moved the robes Hassan wore a bit and traced his tongue from the shoulder back up to the ear where he gently sucked on the lobe.

"Ohhhhh," the Prince moaned.

Nicky smiled and moved his mouth to Hassan's. He pressed their lips together gently and then flicked his tongue out. The Prince did not respond.

"Open your mouth a bit Hassan. We will let our tongues touch and play a bit," Nicky encouraged.

Hassan did as he was told and his body trembled with pleasure as Nicky sucked on his tongue and his cock shot his load inside his robes. Nicky pulled back and smiled at the look of pleasure on the Princes face. Suddenly the Prince crumbled to the ground in tears. Nicky sat on the ground with him and rocked him as he cried. Finally he was able to speak again.

"I want this so much, need it. I want someone to love me and I want to truly love someone. I need a man to touch me and make my heart race. I want him to love me and care for me," the Prince sobbed.

The realization hit Nicky suddenly. There was someone the Prince wanted and he knew who it was. He looked back to the doors that led into the dining area and saw Rye and Alex there.

"I think he does. Look at how worried he is for you?" Nicky said then nodded his head to the doors.

The Prince gasped and tried to stand. Nicky helped him stand up.

"What will I do?" Hassan asked uncertainly.

"Wait here for him. Rye and I will give you some time," Nicky said then gently kissed the Prince's cheek.

As he began to walk towards Rye he saw Rye gently push Alex to get him moving.

"Your Prince awaits you," Nicky said as he passed Alex on the path. Alex smiled shyly then stood straighter as he approached the Prince.

Nicky felt Rye's arm around his waist, "You did a good thing Nicky and I am so proud and so will your boys."

They watched the new couple and smiled as Hassan leaned forward to kiss Alex then stopped. Alex however saw this as his opening and reached out to grasp the Princes head and pull him into a tender kiss. When they parted the absolute joy that radiated from the Prince was amazing.

"Let's give them an hour to work a few things out then one of us can get them to start the auction. I would like to buy some wine tonight," Rye giggled softly and turned back to the castle, pulling Nicky with him.

• At The End Of The Day -

Mark, Shane and Jill climbed onto the bus. They had gone to a little bar next door to the theater after they had left the play. Mark had explained to them what had happened with Jamie. They walked into the lounge to find Bryan and Kian curled up together, Bryan drooling a bit onto Kian's bare chest. Alex and Carl were laying together on the sofa.

"That's cute," Jill said. Mark and Shane nodded although not sure if she had meant Kian and Bryan or Alex and Carl.

Shane went to Bryan and kissed him softly, "Wake up my Bry Boy time to go to bed."

"That just doesn't make sense. Wake me up to tell me to go to sleep," Bryan giggled sleepily.

"Come on love. Nicky isn't back yet but he will join us later," Shane said as he pulled Bryan off the now waking Kian.

"We can't go to our bed. Ed and the guys are using it," Bryan yawned as he lay his head on Shane's shoulder.

"Really?" Shane asked and saw Kian nod.

"You two take our bed and I will kip in with Sweets and Beauty. We will leave a note for Angel and Love so they know which bed to get into," Mark said.

"Sounds good to me. Should we wake these two up?" Kian asked.

"We're up already actually. We are gonna head back to the bus since it's basically empty. Thanks for the night guys," Alex said as he kissed Bryan softly on the cheek and led a sleepy Carl out and to the security bus.

Everyone headed off to the beds they would use that night. A few hours later a very sleepy Nicky was carried onto the bus. Rye stopped at the door to the boyfriends bedroom and read the note with a smile and then went to his own bedroom.

"Angel?" a sleepy Shane asked.

"Yep. I have a very exhausted and happy lover here. Want to help me get him undressed?" Rye asked.

Shane slipped out of bed and helped Rye undress Nicky.

"Did he have a good time?" Shane asked.

"He had the best time of his life. He will want to tell everyone about it tomorrow though so I won't say anything tonight," Rye said.

"How much of your money did he spend?" Shane asked.

"He spent about 6 million, I spent about 23," Rye said.

"HOLY FUCK!" Shane shouted.

"What?" Bryan sat straight up in bed.

"Aaah," Nicky startled.

"Nothing my boys. Bry Boy help get Love into bed, he is exhausted," Rye said.

"Thank you Angel, my Angel. I love you and will never forget today," Nicky said sleepily.

"Go to bed now Love and you can tell everyone about it all tomorrow okay?" Rye said and sweetly kissed him as he lay him down beside Bryan then leaned over to kiss Bryan.

"Night Angel," Bryan said as he cuddled up to the already sleeping Nicky.

Shane followed Rye into the hall.

"You let him spend 6 million dollars?" Shane asked incredulously.

"Of course. There was a case of wine he wanted very badly and the Prince kept outbidding him," Rye said.

"The Prince?" Shane asked.

"Tomorrow Boyo. He will tell you all about it," Rye said.

"I can't believe you let him spend that kind of money. He will never be able to pay you back," Shane said.

"Shane!" Rye said almost angrily, "He doesn't have to pay me back."

Rye sighed and then pulled Shane to him and held him close.

"Some day you boys will realize that money means nothing to me. Everything I have is yours. You have only to ask and I will give you anything. You can't be mad or critical of Nicky tomorrow. It will break his heart. Let him enjoy his time and you enjoy it with him. Okay my Boyo?" Rye said.

Shane nodded, "I'm sorry Angel. You may be used to your money and spending millions on wine, but we aren't. Thank you for taking Nicky Love, for giving him this time. I know he will cherish it forever."

Rye smiled and pulled Shane into a kiss then deepened it. He felt Shane get hard and slipped his hand down Shane's boxers to gently rub his cock.

"Angel," Shane breathed softly as he felt his body respond.

Rye stepped back and turned Shane around. He began to bite and nibble on Shane's neck as his hand once again found Shane's cock.

"You are so good to all your boys Boyo. I love you so much for your caring. I want to make you cum. Can I make you cum?" Rye asked.

"Yes Angel. Make me cum please," Shane breathed.

Rye quickly brought Shane over.

"Thank you Boyo. I love you. You are so wonderful," Rye said. He helped Shane step out of his boxers and helped to clean him up. He then bid Shane good night with another kiss then went to Jill and Kian's room.

"Angel?" Jill asked softly.

"I just got in and put Nicky to bed," Rye said.

"Come on slip in. We are all skins tonight," Jill said. Rye smiled and stripped down naked. He slid into bed behind Mark who seemed to sense him there and rolled over to cuddle him.

"Did Nicky have fun?" Jill asked.

"He had a blast. I will let him tell the story tomorrow. There's a lot that happened," Rye said.

"How's Hassan?" Jill questioned.

"Better than he has ever been before. He has finally admitted what he wants and who he wants it with, all thanks to our Nicky Love," Rye said.

Jill sat up a bit and Rye looked over at her with a smile.

"Really? Him and Alex finally got together?" Jill whispered.

"Yep. Now let's get some sleep," Rye said.

"Okay. Oh just so you know we are putting on a private concert tomorrow for a drama class from a local performing arts school tomorrow afternoon. We are going to use your musical talents for instrumentation. Fella let it slip that you can play every instrument known to man so you got some splainin to do," Jill said, slipping into her Ricky Ricardo voice at the end.

"Ah damn," Rye said in resignation.

"Don't worry about it, it will be fine. Remember if you seem overly upset it will just hurt Mark. He did it completely by accident and the look on his face when Shane questioned him about it was so sad," Jill cautioned.

"I'm sorry Angel," Mark's voice said softly.

"No my love, my only love, it's okay. They are my friends and they will understand. It's really actually kind of silly to hide it, it's just always been kind of embarrassing for me is all," Rye said.

"I wish you hadn't said I had to keep it secret, or I had ever found out," Mark said sadly.

Rye pulled Mark close to him. "I'm sorry Mark, I should never have asked you to keep it secret. I won't ever ask you to keep anything from our friends ever again. Forgive me?"

"Of course, if you forgive me?" Mark whispered.

"Just kiss and make up so we can all go back to sleep," Kian said then started to giggle.

Rye sat up and leaned over to kiss Jill, then Kian. Finally he kissed Mark deeply, "Always my Fella."

"Forever my Angel," Mark replied.

...to be continued