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Chapter Seventy-Seven: New Horizons
The rest of the weekend progressed without incident, for which Daniel was extremely grateful. Joey and Donny kept a close eye on Connor and Peter and Daniel made it a point to know where Nigel was and what he was doing. Daniel thought it was interesting that Nigel returned to the camp, showered, and then joined the other boys as though nothing had happened. Daniel did talk with his staff and advised them what he had discovered and asked everyone to keep an eye open for any trouble. As expected, Colin was understanding and very cooperative. Colin confessed that he didn't blame the boy for feeling abandoned and had hoped this trip would help solve that problem.
After Captain Jackson and his men left, the boys began to settle down to a more normal pace. Daniel could tell by looking at them that the boys had had a full weekend and were ready to slow down. Not too long after the Captain left, Elizabeth and Linda departed for Orlando. Daniel and the boys would be staying with Elizabeth while in Orlando and the ladies had decided they needed to do some grocery shopping and get the house prepared to accommodate a group of over energetic boys. Elizabeth had chosen to leave Chris and Eddie with their friends; they could return with Daniel and the boys.
Daniel's day brightened when he saw Michael arrive. Michael was to come on Saturday, but, as with many doctors, a couple of his patients changed his schedule. The two men had been apart for longer than normal and Daniel looked forward to some private time. Daniel smiled to himself, realizing he was thinking more like one of the boys at the moment rather than a mature adult. He knew he wasn't interested in any small talk with Michael; this night was to be full of hot, sweaty, raw passion. Daniel was ready to give and to take.
During supper on Sunday, Daniel noticed the boys were quieter than normal, and so were the adults. The mess hall was filled with a low murmuring sound which was far different from some of the hollering and occasional whistles that shrieked through the hall. The adults discussed last minute details for the upcoming trip to Orlando. Everyone was a little nervous about the court hearing on Tuesday morning. There was a lot at stake, particularly for several boys, and no one wanted to overlook anything. Arthur stated they had prepared their case and, if they weren't ready now, they never would be.
The judge's decision would actually settle several cases at once. The guardians had filed several individual cases which the court found to be so similar in nature that they were all combined. Arthur had explained that the cases were so similar that whatever was decided in the first case to be heard would set the precedent for the rest. He was also very confident that the cases would come out the same as the previous cases that had freed a number of boys. Everyone accepted Arthur's conclusions since he was the legal expert in the group. Everyone also knew they would feel better once the judge entered his findings in the boys' favor.
The men enjoyed sitting at the table, sipping an after-meal cup of coffee, and relaxing. They all watched as one tired boy after another left the hall. Even the boys on KP duty appeared to be worn out. Daniel watched the boys and made it a point to acknowledge each boy as they walked by.
Danny walked with Sean as the older boy carried their trays to the service window. Normally a bundle of bouncing energy, Danny almost dragged himself along side his big brother. As they turned to leave, Danny looked up and spotted Daniel. The young boy headed straight for his hero and without saying a word, held his arms out. Daniel picked the young boy up and set him straddling his lap. Danny wrapped his arms around the man's chest as best he could and then leaned into him.
"What's wrong Danny? Are you worn out?" Danny's response was a light whimper with a nod of his head.
"Sean, you look a little tired, too. You boys must have had some weekend."
"Busy, Mr. Dan'l, and I'm tired. I was takin' Danny so we could both get a quick shower and go ta bed."
As they talked, Daniel noticed Jacob leaving with Ian. He was giving the young boy a piggy-back ride and the boy seemed almost passed out. Daniel knew that was very unusual; the three youngest boys were known for their boundless energy.
"Sean, what did these little guys do to get so tired?"
"They decided to play mud monsters today. Me, Jacob and Brian was runnin' after 'em all afternoon. For some reason, Mr. Dan'l, we couldn't get 'em ta slow down any. When we did catch them, one of 'em would decide it was okay to jump on us. We've had more rinse showers today than we normally get in a week."
Daniel knew the boys' fatigue wasn't just from the one day. Saturday had been active and so had Saturday night. Very few of the boys had gotten their normal sleep time Saturday night.
"Danny, don't you want to go with Sean and get clean? Then you can go to bed and rest."
"Nooooo," came the whiney answer as the young boy tightened his grip on Daniel's shoulders.
"Sean, why don't you go take some time for yourself? We'll take care of Danny."
"Yes,sir. Mr. Dan'l, usually when he gets this tired he likes ta sleep with me. If he doesn't, he doesn't sleep good and is grumpy the next day."
"You know, Sean, you make him sound worse than an old man."
"He's horrible ta take care of when he's grumpy, Mr. Dan'l," Sean answered, making Daniel smile.
"Well, you go take time for yourself, and I'll handle Mr. Grumpy; okay?"
The adults appreciated the humor in the conversation between Daniel and Sean. They continued sitting at the table, engaged in casual conversation for a few more minutes. No one knew when, but as they were ready to leave, it was obvious that Danny had fallen sound asleep in Daniel's lap.
Daniel carried Danny into the dorm. He decided to forego the usual shower and just put Danny to bed. He looked around and couldn't find Sean. He also noticed that a number of the boys were already in bed, many asleep. Daniel wanted to place Danny with Sean, especially if what Sean said about Danny sleeping was true. The last thing Daniel needed was a tired and cranky little boy in Orlando. Not spotting Sean, Daniel asked if anyone had seen Sean. Two of the boys pointed to one of the private rooms.
Daniel walked up to the private room, the door stood half open. It took only a moment to realize this was Brad and Patrick's room. Daniel had to smile when he looked and saw the boys had taken three beds and pushed them together, laying the mattresses crosswise. The boys had created their own king size bed, or play pen as the boys would call it. Daniel stepped in carrying Danny. Brad and Patrick were lying in bed with Sean between them. Daniel laughed to himself when he saw the younger boy laying with his head on his brother's shoulder and his legs stretched across Patrick. He stood and admired the two naked teenagers lying partially on their backs with the younger boy stretched across them, his little bubble butt sticking up innocently. Daniel watched them, thinking they were the picture of innocence and all that was good. He then left, taking Danny with him.
Michael helped make a bed for Danny. When the boy was tucked away, the two men were ready to take a little time for themselves.
A common, and rewarding, feature found in the modern mobile home, or modular unit, is the size of the master bathroom incorporated into the double and triple wide units. The master bath was usually as big as one of the other bedrooms. Almost all of the master baths had a tub with a separate shower. The tub was the garden variety, elevated, and equipped with turbo jets. These features were found in the master bath that Daniel and Michael shared.
In the privacy of their bedroom, the men had lovingly kissed. Their lips locked together, savoring not only the taste, but the feel, of the other. Tongues didn't duel for supremacy, but gently glided, one over the other, enjoying the silky touch of the other's mouth. Daniel and Michael stood as nature had created them, listening to the water cascade into their private Jacuzzi tub. They could feel the warmth of the water as the steam rose and enveloped them.
Daniel possessed an inner strength that had allowed him to challenge the system and create New Horizons. Because of his strength and willingness to challenge the establishment, many boys were spared the hell called enslavement. This same strength carried Daniel through his day to day responsibilities of supervising both the organization and the care of the boys. However, Daniel did have a weakness; he was human. Man can support himself and those around him physically and emotionally for only so long before the body and soul cry out for relief. Daniel heard those cries and, fortunately for Daniel, so did Michael.
Michael set the jets to low and sat in the tub, guiding Daniel to sit between his legs in front of him. As Daniel settled in, Michael used his hands to pour warm water over his lover's back. For years, Michael had seen the scars that covered Daniel's back and, for years, the sight made him cringe and want to cry. Michael had talked and then pleaded with Daniel to have the surgery performed that would restore his back; he vowed to persist until Daniel agreed.
After his back was thoroughly wet, Michael applied a bath gel, rubbing it in gently in a massage motion. Daniel enjoyed these moments; he enjoyed giving in to the care and control of Michael. Daniel sat in the tub, balanced and totally relaxed. Michael pulled Daniel back to lean against him; Daniel's head titled back and rested on Michael's muscular shoulder. This was one of Michael's favorite rituals that he and Daniel followed. Moments like this were the only times Daniel was ever this totally relaxed, surrendering himself completely. Michael spread the gel over Daniel's torso, pausing to tease a nipple or allow his fingers to travel the tight path between torso and thigh. As Daniel squirmed, Michael leaned into his neck to give a slight kiss, or to explore an ear with his tongue.
Daniel kept his eyes closed. He didn't want to think or see; he wanted to simply feel. He enjoyed the feelings Michael imparted to him and the sensations his body sent coursing through him. Daniel lay in Michael's arms and smiled to himself, remembering the scene he witnessed between TJ and Evan. The boys had learned early how to love one another and how to express that love.
Every nerve in Daniel's body felt as though it was on fire. Michael couldn't touch him without sending sensations akin to small electrical shocks coursing through him. Daniel wanted, needed, to move to the next level. Daniel turned in his lover's lap and locked into a passionate kiss. Michael savored the kiss as he inched a finger into the valley leading to Daniel's forbidden treasure. Forbidden, that is, to all but Michael.
As the two men lay in the bed, it was Daniel that took over the dominant position. Kneeling to the side and looking down on his love, Daniel began to kiss and then suckle Michael's neck. Michael would wear a brand to breakfast the next morning. Daniel didn't care if he marked him. His body and mind were consumed and drowned in both love and lust. He suckled the neck and nibbled the ear, sometimes breaking to explore the canal with his tongue. Michael gripped a handful of sheet in each hand and whimpered; he too had been too long without the expression of being loved.
Slowly, Daniel straddled his lover's torso, never breaking contact with the neck that tasted and smelled so intoxicating. Intertwining and locking their fingers, Daniel stretched Michael's arms to the side. He broke from the neck for only a moment to look his lover in the eyes and smile. Again, he attacked the neck and chewed an ear lobe while rocking slowly up and down. Their skin was still damp enough from their luxurious bath that it felt like silk against silk. As Daniel rocked down, he could feel Michael's manhood touch his perineum; his lust elevated, but he needed to wait.
Pushing his legs behind him, Daniel lay on Michael. He pushed himself downward until his lips hung over the nipples that begged for his attention. They didn't wait long before Daniel sucked each nipple in and nibbled. Michael gasped, whimpering as he slowly exhaled. When Daniel thought he had tortured the nipples enough, he turned around and, holding Michael's manhood firmly in his fist, stroked the firm rod up and down against his face. With Michael begging with his whimpers, Daniel consumed the entire manly shaft in one gulp. Michael remained on the bed only due to Daniel's weight. Rolling to his side, the two men engaged in a lustful admiration of the other's manhood and those magical orbs until both had shared their creamy nectar with the other.
Needing time to recover from the exertions of taking the edge off their need, the lovers lay side by side, arms and legs entwined, and just held one another. The two men had been together for enough years that they didn't need to say anything. A soft touch, a gentle stroke, maybe a hug or a light kiss here or there expressed more than words could convey. They knew each other; they fed and satisfied each other's needs.
As the men lay together, enjoying the warmth and comfort of the other, Daniel heard an unusual sound from outside; he couldn't quite place it. Raising himself on the bed, he looked out of the window. It was night-time, but the yard was lit by a bright moon. As he scanned the grounds he spotted two people walking together, each had an arm around the other. Daniel could only see their backs, but he could tell that it was an adult and a boy. He watched for a moment and, when they turned, he recognized Arthur and Jeremy. He scanned the grounds further and realized there were two people near the pool.
Daniel watched the two by pool. They were a little further away and without the sunlight, it was more difficult to discern who they were. Watching closely, Daniel realized they were also an adult and a child. Studying them for a minute, he realized the adult was removing his clothes. When they turned so light shone on their faces, Daniel recognized Colin. He assumed the child was Nigel. Daniel watched them as they entered the pool.
"What do you see?" Michael asked quietly.
"It's Arthur and Jeremy walking around and it looks like Colin and Nigel just got in the pool."
"Didn't you talk with Colin about the incident yesterday?"
"Yes, I did. I made sure he understood how upset I was with Nigel. I also wanted to be sure he understood that when we agreed that Nigel could stay here as long as he followed the same rules as the other boys, those rules would include discipline, if required. His worry is primarily for his son, and he told me that if it came down to having to discipline Nigel to get a message across, then he could accept that; he would trust in our judgment. I think he's really frightened about this Devilray business and Nigel's so-called master.
"We also talked about Arthur and Jeremy and what Jeremy was like when we first took him home. You know, with Elizabeth and Mom gone, it's just the two of them in the modular. Maybe they had a little talk; it looks as though Colin is using some of the same methods Arthur used to build a bond with Jeremy."
"Good. Maybe they can get some things worked out; let's hope they do and we won't have to worry about the discipline issue. But, right now, you know what...?" Michael didn't finish his question. He leaned over and pulled Daniel down far enough that Michael sucked a nipple into his mouth. Daniel gasped and melted into Michael's arms.
Locked in a passionate kiss that neither was willing to break, hands roamed and caressed the other's flesh. Daniel reached down and grasped Michael's manhood, applying a firm, but loving, squeeze that elicited a groan through locked lips. Michael reached over his lover and used his fingertips to play and tease along the top of the valley of treasures. Breaking the kiss, Michael coaxed Daniel to lie on his stomach. Michael mounted Daniel, straddling his back and sitting just at the top of his thighs. Using oils he had sitting on the bedside table, Michael poured some in his hands and massaged Daniel's back.
Daniel and Michael had been through many arguments over the years regarding Daniel's back. To Daniel, it was a reminder of why he worked and fought so hard to establish New Horizons. Daniel's goal was to save every boy that he could and, if possible, then some. Michael viewed the scars as a reminder of the dark times and pain his lover suffered. Michael had already arranged for some of the top surgeons and doctors in the nation to restore Daniel's back. Daniel had promised that when the slavery laws were changed so the young were protected, then he would allow the scars to be removed. Michael said nothing, not wanting to spoil their time together.
Michael knew how to grasp the top of Daniel's shoulders and massage them hard enough to elicit a groan of contentment from Daniel. He played with Daniel's back and sides, moving up and down, across and over. As he moved around, he purposely allowed his own firm manhood to trace a path inside the valley formed by Daniel's buttocks. Occasionally, Michael allowed a finger to trail deep within the valley, spreading the warming oils and causing Daniel to inhale sharply through clenched teeth. Michael had done this often enough that he knew how to read the signs, he knew he could push Daniel to the edge quickly, or he could stretch it out. That night, he chose to stretch it out and enjoy turning the strong leader into a whimpering puppy.
While Michael worked his lover, Daniel gradually spread his legs, granting more and more access to his treasured spot. Michael slowly moved down, causing his manhood to drop further and further, nearer and nearer to the sought-after treasure. A finger traveled through the valley and stopped at the treasure entrance. The finger did not travel back up, but penetrated the opening and sought the magic spot. Michael knew exactly where the sensitive spot was and immediately attacked it. Daniel gasped and whimpered, his body writhed under the strong hands. Michael worked the magic spot, eliciting stronger and longer whimpers and groans. Daniel was lost in a world of pleasure, no longer aware of his surroundings; no longer caring. Michael smiled to himself.
Michael had worked three fingers into the opening. He twisted them and moved them in a scissors action to loosen his lover. Daniel no longer moaned unintelligible gibberish; he whispered and begged to be fucked. Michael withdrew his fingers and, positioning himself, penetrated his lover with his manhood. Again, Daniel gasped. Michael waited till he saw Daniel's breathing level out and pushed in gently. Each fraction of an inch, each little push, was accompanied by whimpering and panting sounds. Fully engulfed in Daniel's heat, Michael leaned forward and kissed his lover on the neck.
Daniel lay on the bed, feeling the fullness of Michael within him. Michael lay on his lover and gently rocked his butt from side to side and then forward and back. Michael wanted to be sure Daniel was accustomed to the feel of being fully penetrated and then began a slow, loving long stroking motion. Both men now occupied a world of passion, a world both populated by each man alone and each man together. Michael remembered how everyone bashed gays and said they were condemned to hell for male to male sexual acts. How could anything this good, how could loving someone this much, be wrong?
Michael maintained a steady stroke, increasing the pace and the force of his thrusts only when he recognized that Daniel pushed his hips up to meet him. The two men lay together, body to body, feeling that special sensation created by two firm bodies sliding over one another. The slick feeling created first by the oils Michael used on Daniel and then by the mixture of oils and sweat oozing from their pores. Michael hooked his hands under Daniel's shoulders and used the leverage to increase the force of his thrusts. Each thrust was a direct attack on Daniel's prostate. Daniel had already climaxed shortly after Michael achieved full penetration.
Both men built towards a mind blowing climax that would make each of them see stars and float through a sea of sexual satisfaction. When the moment came Daniel began to cry out and gasp for air, emitting sounds of animal lust. Michael rode the wave with his love and tightened his grip on Daniel's shoulders. When the moment came and he felt as though his total inner being was being expelled through his exploding manhood, Michael bit down on Daniel's shoulder to smother his scream. Daniel moaned from the sting of the bite. The lovers lay where they were, spent.
When they recovered, they lay side by side. Daniel lay with his head on Michael's chest and basked in the afterglow. They used a towel they had placed on the night table to clean themselves off. The towel that had been covering the sheets, was now gone. Michael lay with his eyes closed, running his fingers through Daniel's hair. After a few minutes he reached down and kissed Daniel on the top of his head. Daniel wrapped an arm around Michael and hugged him.
"Michael, we go too long between finding time for ourselves."
"I know. Sometimes it seems as though it gets longer and longer. One day, when things settle down and we can see where the future will take us, it'll change."
"That's what I keep telling myself." Daniel laughed to himself before he added, "I just hope we're still young enough to appreciate it."
"Daniel, you'll never settle down and commit until you've seen this slavery thing through. Somehow, I think the reward may be a little closer than either of us knows. I hope so, anyway." Michael slid out from under Daniel and added, "Wait here, I have something very special for you."
Michael left the room and quickly returned. He carried Danny to Daniel. Danny, the symbol of everything New Horizons stood for and fought for. The little boy who had won Daniel's heart from the moment Daniel first saw him. Michael lay Danny on the bed, next to Daniel, and then lay down himself. Two men and a boy slept soundly.
"Oooof!"
Daniel reacted to something hitting him in the stomach and a sharp pain. Daniel opened his eyes to see a bouncing little boy grinning from ear to ear. The bouncing was what caused the pain, particularly when the bouncing boy landed on Daniel's bladder.
"Heeeeey," came Danny's sing-song morning greeting.
"Hey yourself, little man. I thought you might sleep in this morning."
"Noooooo; I gotta pee." Daniel looked down and realized the little man had the traditional morning problem all boys have, and so did he for that matter.
Daniel carried Danny into the bathroom. Realizing Danny most likely just stood in front of a urinal and let loose against the backsplash in the mornings, Daniel knew he had to improvise; the master bath didn't have a urinal. Daniel set Danny on the toilet and told him to point his little guy down so he didn't wet the floor. Danny did as he was told and then, looking up, pointed at Daniel's morning problem and laughed. When Danny finished, Daniel stood the boy on the floor and then turned to take care of his own personal problem.
"OOOOOO. . .LOOK!. . .LOOK!" an excited little voice exclaimed to the amusement of both Daniel and Michael, "You got a little pool." Daniel and Michael laughed.
"No, that's not a pool, it's a garden tub. But, I can see why you might think it's a pool. It's a tub you soak in and get a bath to get clean." Daniel noticed how excited Danny was over the tub. "You know, I know a little boy that didn't get his shower last night. Do you?" Danny got quiet and looked down, thinking he might be in trouble. "Suppose you get a bath now while Dr. Mike and I shave and get dressed? Maybe a bath in our little pool?"
"YEEESSSS!. . .YEEESSSS!" Danny hollered as he bounced up and down with excitement.
Daniel and Michael watched Danny in the mirror while they shaved. They normally showered together, particularly after a hot session of sex, but elected to split the showers so that, while one of them showered, the other watched Danny. The boy was having a great time playing in the tub, especially after they turned the jets on and bubbles came from everywhere. They could watch the boy and knew he had discovered the jets and how sitting on one or leaning into another felt good. After the showers, they retrieved the boy and wrapped him in a towel. Each man took turns drying and tickling. Danny got the fun and attention all kids deserved and loved.
As they left the modular, headed to the mess hall for breakfast, they heard boys calling Danny. The tone of the voices said they were upset. Daniel stopped to listen and try and determine where the voices came from. A moment later he saw Brad and Patrick coming around opposite corners of one of the dorm buildings. Sean came around the corner of the other dorm building. That was when Daniel realized that none of the boys knew that he had kept Danny the previous night.
"SEAN!. . .SEAN!. . .I'M 'ERE, SEAN!" Danny hollered as loud as his little lungs allowed.
"DANNY!" Sean called out as he ran over to Daniel and Michael. "Where'd you find 'im, Mr. Dan'l?" Sean didn't wait for an answer. "Danny, you know you're not s'posed to leave in the morning without one of us. Where've you been?" Danny's expression said he was hurt and didn't want to be fussed at.
"I was with Mr. Dan'l and Dr. Mike."
"I know they found you, but why did you leave like that?"
"I did'n leave. I stayed with Mr. Dan'l and Dr. Mike."
"Sean, he's right." Daniel thought he should step in and protect Danny, although he was pleased to see how Sean could get upset with the boy; it meant he cared. "When I carried him in last night, you said to bring him to you. You weren't in your bed and when I found you sleeping between Brad and Patrick, I thought I wouldn't disturb you. Danny stayed with us last night. I should have asked one of the other boys to let you know."
"Yeah, me and them sleeped in the same bed jus' like you and Brad and Patrick." Sean looked puzzled, but Brad and Patrick had a hard time stifling grins as they realized what Danny was saying might mean.
"Okay, wise guys. You can lose the grins." Sean was still puzzled until, suddenly, the light came on and he knew what they were talking about.
"Mr. Dan'l?" Sean stated more than asking, as he looked at Daniel and then Michael.
"Yes, Sean?"
"Nothin' . . .uuuuhhh, nothin', Mr. Dan'l. You know, I always heard . . .you know, that when ya get older that you don't so much care 'bout. . .you know, playin' the way we like to." Daniel had to think about that one a moment, but he couldn't resist the opportunity.
"'Sean, are you saying that you think Dr. Mike and I are old?" Sean suddenly got a shocked look on his face.
"No, sir . . . oh, no sir! That's not what I meant. It's just that, well. . .you know. . ."
"No, I'm afraid we don't know. Would you like to tell us?" Sean's expression was now slowly turning into a look of sheer panic. Both men and the older boys were about to burst at the seams wanting to laugh. Brad decided to save his little brother and grabbed him by the arm.
"C'mon, little bro; you're diggin' a deep hole here." The three ran towards the mess hall with Danny tucked under Patrick's arm screaming his delight all the way.
"Michael, I think we just got told we're old."
"Ya think?" Michael responded jokingly.
In the mess hall, the staff talked mostly about the weekend and how much fun the boys seemed to have had or discussed the upcoming trip. Everyone knew the court hearing was Tuesday and that Daniel was a little uptight; no one mentioned the hearing. While everyone ate, Arthur's cell phone rang. Arthur talked for a couple of minutes and then hung up; he gave Daniel the news.
"That was my secretary. There were two messages in our emails this morning concerning the hearing. It seems the number of boys at stake has now increased to thirteen. Second, the judge, not his legal admin, but the judge himself, called and said he wanted the Cherubs that were in the segments airing on television at the hearing."
"Why?" Daniel asked.
"He didn't say, but he was emphatic about it being those boys and being the Cherubs."
"He wants us to bring them to court dressed in just the loin cloths? I thought court was formal."
"He said the Cherubs and, if that's what identifies them as the Cherubs, I suggest that's what we do. I'll have my secretary contact his office and confirm, though."
Daniel couldn't help but be both curious and concerned. He let the men know that he didn't want the boys to know until Tuesday morning that they had to appear in court. There was no need to cause unnecessary anxiety. Daniel was anxious enough for them all.
End Ch Seventy-Seven
To Be Continued
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