The Society Boys

The Society Boys By Connor Matthews

Chapter 141

It felt like we had only been asleep for ten minutes before we heard Blake beside us. I opened my eyes and he was kneeling beside the bed looking at me. "Are you awake now, Dad?"

"Barely," I croaked. "What time is it?"

"10am. I just wanted to double check something. You said I could do sexy stuff with someone up to age 14 right?"

"Right," I said only half listening. We go through this every time he's horny, which I can't imagine will get less frequent the older he gets.

"Okay, cool. Oh Colton is gonna stay for lunch and my other brothers are here so we're gonna go swimming. They said to let you know they came over."

"Great thanks. Have fun," I said as I rolled over and snuggled up to Colin and went back to sleep. It was probably about an hour later that I woke up quickly realizing what he had said. `Other brothers.' I crawled out of bed, pulled on some shorts and went to see who he was talking about. It could be Jordan and Aaron, but with Blake you never know. I got down to the pool deck and found the four of them. Ben and Reece had come over and all boys were having fun at the side of the pool. At first I was a bit shocked as Ben was on all fours on the lounge chair with Reece rimming the younger guy's ass. Blake was so close to them that I actually thought he was participating. Colton was sitting cross legged on the next lounger stroking his erection slowly as he watched.

Blake saw me almost right away, and I was surprised that he was in his swim shorts. Normally he'd be as naked as everyone else. "Hi Dad! I wasn't doin' nuthin'. I was just watching. Reece is showing me stuff that I can do with Ben later. He showing me how to do all the things that you guys won't. Then I get to do them for myself because Ben is 14 and you said that's okay right?"

How do I get out of this one? I did tell him that it was alright and what they were doing seemed okay to me, yet at the same time somehow wrong. "It's only okay if Ben wants to teach you things," I said hoping that might be the answer.

"Oh, he does. That's what big brothers are for. You also said that, Dad."

"Sounds like I say lots of things. Maybe I should talk less," I replied shaking my head with a smile.

Colton chuckled as he moved his hand slightly to hide his erection. Not that it mattered with Reece eating out Ben in front of all of us.

"You wanna watch Dad? Reece is gonna show me how to properly put my penis inside his bum next. I mean I know how to do it, but maybe I could learn new stuff. You should see how weird it looks when his tongue goes in there. You can see it disappear. Guess what, my penis is now 6 inches. We measured them all `cause the guys said I have a big one for someone my age. Is that true Dad? Wanna measure it?"

"I haven't seen many 12 year old erections, but I think you are probably pretty big for your age. I've seen you naked enough son, so you can keep it in your pants," I said not sure whether to approach and stop it all, or let them have their fun, and from the bulge in his shorts, he was obviously enjoying watching what was happening. "Since you're related to me, you might grow a lot bigger yet."

"That would be cool. I want a huge one just like an adult." I didn't tell him he was already adult size and that he probably surpassed most Asian boys already.

"So what else have you guys been up to all morning?" I asked changing the subject.

"We took Twitch out into the yard and he left his bunny poop everywhere. Then we played basketball and came in here to go swimming. That's pretty much it. Wanna stay and play with us, Dad?"

"I'll pass. Just remember you can only have sex with someone if they want to have it with you and you can't do anything without permission."

"I know. Ben is my brother and he's 14, so it's kind of a law that he has to show me stuff so I can be a man. You can show me how to drive and shave and stuff, but big brothers are supposed to teach you about sex and girls and stuff like that."

"They are huh?"

"Yeah. Thanks for getting Ben for me. He's a cool big brother. You know what else, Dad. All older boys shave the hair above their penises. It makes it look bigger, so I think we're gonna do that later. Can I borrow your shaving stuff? I'm not gonna remove all the hair. Colton said I should just trim it like his is right now. Show him Colton."

Blake went over and moved Colton's hand out of the way to show me. He still had nicely visible short trimmed pubes, which had grown back since the last time I had seen him naked, and it looked good on him.

"I'm gonna do mine like that. It's called a five day growth," he explained as if he knew everything about shaving. "You also have to shave your bum too, but I don't think I have any hair there yet, do I?" He asked as he came closer to me, dropped his pants, bent over and pulled his ass cheeks apart.

"No buddy, you don't have hair there yet. How about if I let you guys have fun and I'll go back to bed. Everyone knows the rules. 16 legal. 14 is okay with 12. 15 okay with 14 & 16. 16 & 15 not okay with 12." I think that covered all bases as I pointed to each one as I mentioned their age. I turned and went back to climb into bed with Colin who was just beginning to wake up.

"Hey! `morning" he said as he opened his eyes and smiled as I curled up against him. "Where did you go?"

"Went down to see what Blake was up to. Ben and Reece are here and apparently it's show and tell day. Reece is showing Blake how to have sex by using Ben as the model, and then Blake is apparently going to repeat what he sees on Ben later."

"Is that a good idea?"

"How would I know? Blake's been doing stuff with his friends anyway. What harm could come from him learning from the guys. Ben is his foster brother and Reece is smart enough to keep both of them out of trouble. Plus Colton is down there and he's pretty responsible."

"It still seems like maybe we should have parental controls on this somewhere," Colin said as he kissed me.

"I was thinking about that on the way up. Normally kids would hide the fact they're having sex for fear of getting caught. Here we're so open about it, it's a normal part of life. We don't make them hide in a bedroom or pretend they're not doing it. God, I remember looking at boys in the change room when I was younger, although I didn't know why I was looking. No one would explain anything to me except the basics in health class. I even thought jerking off was wrong. Blake is well ahead of the curve and at least knows he can ask questions openly and get a real answer. It'll probably carry over to anything he does like alcohol or drugs if and when he ever gets into it."

"I don't disagree, but aren't we crossing a line by letting him watch sex live and then doing it while they watch him?"

"As long as the older guys don't try to have sex with Blake, then I think it's okay. Weird and maybe a bit unorthodox, but still legal. Oh and he wants to borrow our trimmer as he's gonna shave off his pubes."

Colin laughed. "God, I can't imagine what it's gonna be like around here when Blake's friends catch up to him sexually. You were what? 16 when you really learned about sex. Blake is four years ahead of you, so imagine what he'll be like when he gets to 16."

"My boy the stud!" I laughed.

"He'll be the town whore," Colin said reaching for my penis. "You better watch out Justin. Our son is coming to take your crown away."

"Let him get his own crown, Bitch! Now lie back and let me take care of that boner before I get upset about being called the town whore."

Colin howled harder with laughter as I pushed him onto his back and went down on him to take care of his morning wood. Town whore, really? What an asshole. If anything I'm the `town's personal service entertainment specialist'. Whore! Makes it sound so dirty.

We got up shortly afterward and joined the other guys in the kitchen. They looked as worn out from the night's activities as I felt. Kyle had a guy sitting next to him that I didn't recognize, but from the way they were rubbing each other's legs, I figured that had gotten to know each other pretty well.

"Did you know Reece and Ben are here?" Kyle asked as he ate some cereal.

"Yeah, I was down earlier. What were they doing?"

"Just swimming when I saw them. But according to Blake, Ben is giving him big brother lessons on `sexy stuff'. He's planning on coming to ask me questions about it later. Colton is also still here and I think from the way he is looking at Reece, he may drop his whole monogamy thing for a quickie."

"It must be something in the air in this house," Colin said looking up at the vents. "Maybe I should have the whole place serviced. We laughed and finished breakfast.

"Do we have to kiss your penis each morning, your highness?" I asked looking at Alex sitting next to Jason.

"Oh, you don't have to call me your highness. Just Mr. President will be fine. And if you want to kiss it every morning, there will be no complaints here," he laughed as he jumped off the stool and stood in front of me. I grabbed his crotch and squeezed. I always loved playing with a nice hard one through the front of underwear.

"Yep, something in the air," Colin mumbled causing us to laugh again.

"So if you're the president, is your dick now going to be referred to as the `first penis'?" Troy asked.

"No, don't be silly. It's the nuclear football. `Cause when that thing blows, it's gonna take down all those around it," Jason laughed.

"How do you get the code to launch it?" Kyle asked.

"That's a state secret, but once you get the case open, you simply need to push the button after inserting the key. As his first lady, I keep the key on me," Jason smiled.

"Let me guess. It's an 8½" key," Colin said quickly.

"What are you guys talking about?" Asked the new kid.

"Shhh," Kyle told him. "Eat your cereal. You need your strength as I'm not done with you yet. Show the guys your cock and then go wait in my room and I'll be up in a moment."

The boy polished off his cereal, stood up and flipped his thick dick out so we could see it, and then scampered upstairs out of sight.

"Who is that guy?" I asked.

"Dunno his name. I picked him up on the way home last night. He was walking by the mansion as I left and looked cute, so I brought him home. He was a little drunk, but he's a sexy little shit, don't you think? Total bottom, at least he is now, and he knows how to work his tight little ass, but with that thick cock, I intend to put him on his back and jump on it and see how well he does. I might invite Aaron and Jordan over to take a ride before I drop him home. Anyone wanna join us? Justin? It'll be fun."

"I'll go!" said a small voice coming across the great room. "Where are we going?" Blake asked as he grabbed the orange juice and four glasses.

"To the doctor for flu shots," Colin replied without blinking.

"Pass. I'll wait here," he said as he turned to head back to the other guys.

"It's as if he has a cloak of invisibility and uses it at random to just appear and disappear," I said.

"Like I said. Wait until he's 16. He's gonna be a handful, especially if he stays as cute as he is. He'll be the guy everyone wants to be around and take to bed," Colin remarked shaking his head.

"Let's feed him fatty food and chocolate. Give him zits and 50 pounds," I laughed. "That should slow him down."

"Here Justin. Let me make you some chocolate covered bacon," Troy chuckled as the group laughed with him.

"Touché!" I replied.

A couple minutes later Blake and Ben walked past and went to head upstairs. "What's up guys? Where are you going?" I asked.

"I'm gonna show Ben my room," he grinned and it was obvious from the look it was gonna be more than that.

"Just be good," I recommended.

Blake turned around and came over to me and whispered quietly in my ear. "I'm gonna get Ben to show me sex stuff. That's what older brothers are for."

I got off my chair and put my arm on Blake's shoulder and walked him over to Ben and escorted the boys up to Blake's bedroom and had them sit side by side on the bed as I pulled up the desk chair.

"Blake, I know you've wanted us to show you about sex and teach you things, but being only 12, you have lots of time ahead to learn things like that. Maybe you should just get to know your foster brother first and not worry about sex so much."

"Dad, I already know Ben, and we've seen each other naked so we're like real brothers already. He's supposed to teach me how to be a man since he's older, right?"

"True, but you could wait for sex, there's no hurry."

"I'm not an idiot. I know that, Dad! I waited all day, but now I get to play with Ben. You can stay if you want to, but I think I should do stuff like this in private. At least that's what you said before. So thanks for coming to talk to us Dad, but we got this. We're brothers and can handle it."

He stood up and pulled my hand as if to haul me out of the room. I wasn't sure what to do exactly so I let him lead me to the door, and as I stood in the hallway, he closed the door. I turned and wondered what had just happened. My son was about to go and have sex with a 14 year old who was his foster brother. I ran downstairs to tell Colin.

"And what did you tell him?" Colin asked when I repeated the conversation. He laughed when I said I'd been escorted out of the room.

"It's not like he hasn't done things before," I said sitting beside Colin. It was just sex, so we left the boys alone to play. I did stroll downstairs to the playroom later and saw Colton and Reece having a game of pool. Both were still naked and seemed really comfortable with each other.

"Who's winning?" I asked.

"I am," Colton replied. "I have a table at home so I get lots of practice."

"So you two hook up yet?" I said being my usual nosy self.

Colton laughed. "I don't think my boyfriend would like that very much. It's not like Reece isn't super cute but Darren and I aren't into cheating on each other."

"So invite him over and have a three-way," I suggested.

"One day," he said as he took a shot and sank the eight ball. Just as they racked up the next game Blake ran in and hugged me.

"Thanks for getting me a brother, Dad. Ben is fun. Can I play pool with you guys next?" He said as he went to get a cue.

Ben entered next looking fresh from a shower. He walked up to me and quietly said, "I didn't fuck him, just so you know. He wanted me to, but I thought maybe he was still too small for that, so we just 69'd and I showed him about blowjobs and sensitive spots on your balls n `stuff. I taught him a few things that he could use on girls like kissing and nipple play, and then I let him fuck me. I hope that was ok."

"Uh sure. Thanks Ben. Blake is pretty persuasive and he likes hanging around with older guys, so you might end up being his new best friend now," I smiled. Internally I was impressed that Ben hadn't fucked Blake as I was pretty sure Blake would have jumped on him and not given him any option. That showed at least some strength of character on Ben's part, in my mind. Looking at Blake with the two guys playing pool, it was obvious that he was comfortable around older boys, and his penis looked every bit as big as theirs, although his body wasn't as developed yet. I left them to their game and headed back upstairs.

We all went out to lunch and Colton said he had to go home as he had things to do later. Colin & I took the boys to a movie and they really had bonded well together. At one point Blake offered to let them live with us and said they could share his bedroom.

"Don't you think that will get a bit crowded?" I smiled.

"No. Reece and Ben can have my guest bed, and when Cory is over he'll use mine like always. I got lotsa space, Dad. Plus I don't mind sharing my toys and stuff."

"Thanks Blake, but we like being in the dorm at the Academy."

"Too bad, but I guess I'd probably like it there too. That looks like a fun place. I'm probably going to go there when I turn 14."

"You are huh?" I asked with a smile.

"Yeah. I could make friends with everyone and they all like to run around naked which is way better than my school."

"True dat." Ben laughed.

In my head all I pictured was Zane's body with Blake's head on it and him being used as the school cum dumpster. Strangely I wasn't in favor of that. I thought my son should be more the popular dominant jock type that would snap his fingers and have several people show up at once and he'd look down a line of them, point and go, `you, strip and come with me.' Guys and girls. My head has great visions sometimes...you should visit.

The next day Cory came over and it seemed as if everyone had decided to gather at the house. Kurt and Patrick were working on the cars, J.P. and Ryan had come over, and Kyle had Jordan and Aaron and two of their latest conquests out at the BBQ. I think Kyle was forming a club of his own, as each time we saw him and his boyfriends they seemed to have a few new boys around. I recognized the odd one from University, so I figured he was slowly going through his classes picking out the ones he liked. Some were open enough to go naked in the pool and accept a blowjob, others weren't but seemed okay disappearing upstairs. I wondered if I had competition and if we should compare notches on our belts. Kyle used to be my apprentice, but I think he may have moved beyond me now. I was waiting for him to announce that he was opening the `K' Society.

Lucas, `Marvin' and Troy showed up in the great room and Lucas dropped down right beside me. "Looks like it's time for me to go," he said. "I gotta get home now that my part of the filming is over. I've done all my guest appearances for now."

"That sucks. We like having you around. You're part of the family now," Alex said, echoing the sentiment that we all felt.

"I'll be back again as soon as the season gets further along. I'm sure they'll have more for me to do, but I saw the list of guest stars and I'm sure you'll get to meet most of them if I know `Marvin'. If you can get them over and naked, you'll have to tie Justin up somewhere so he doesn't go crazy."

"Are they all as cute as you?" I asked as I put my arm around Lucas.

"Cuter," he teased. "But before I go, I have something for you, Justin."

"Cool."

"Come with me," he said as he took my hand and pulled me up off the couch. I followed him as he headed upstairs to his bedroom.

As I entered, he closed the door behind us and pulled me to a hug. "I thought you might like to fool around before I go."

"I like to fool around all the time, not just before you go," I said hugging him back. He pushed his underwear down and stepped out of them and turned around to rub against my crotch.

"It's all yours. I know you've wanted to fuck me since I arrived so I'm giving you my ass before I take off."

"Nice! Normally when someone gives me a parting gift, I get a t-shirt or mug or souvenir photo. This is by far the best gift yet," I chuckled as I quickly ripped my own shorts off and pulled him over to the bed where we both jumped on it and began to make out. I won't bore you with the details of how I took my time sliding into his sweet tight hole and pounded it for the better part of two hours, because that wouldn't be very gentleman like of me, but I totally boned the hell out of him in every position known to man and a few yet to be invented. That boy is as flexible as a garden hose and his ass is tight enough to turn my dick into a diamond. I left so much cum in him that he'll have to declare it at customs on the way home. At one point my tongue was far enough down his throat I think it was boxing with his uvula, and it intimately knows the inside of his incredible hole. He was a great lay and had brought his A' game to the farewell show. A Dyson vacuum doesn't have as much sucking power as his lips, and I was going to miss him, but more importantly I could notch him into my celebrity belt now. I helped Lucas pack all his stuff and each time he bent over I slid my dick in him again. Some things you just can't get enough of... After I'd done that several times in a row, he finally just stood straight up and dropped his stuff into his case without bending, or held his hand over his ass grinning; but like I said, I'll spare you all the details. By the time we got back downstairs, everyone was doing their own activities and there was a trampoline contest going on. Kurt and Patrick had taken a break from their car job and were pretty good as they flew into the air and did flips and twirls. Lucas was walking so carefully that it was obvious to everyone what we had been doing, although we never told them. Marvin' just smirked at me and patted Lucas on the ass causing him to jump.

"A little sensitive?" He laughed.

"Shut up!" Lucas replied.

`Marvin' looked at me. "Aren't you glad I opened him up for you so he could handle that big dick of yours," he said putting his arm around my back. "You're welcome."

"Seriously, shut up Marvin'," Lucas said putting Marvin' into a headlock. As if skinny Lucas could take down totally buff Marvin', but then Marvin' did like being the submissive one.

We all gathered together in the great room and said good bye to Lucas for now. Both Blake and Cory posed for a picture with him, and although they already had hundreds of pictures with him, this one seemed more special. Even the Triple J's posed with Lucas and then with Lucas and Marvin' before we loaded everyone into the limousine that arrived to take him to the airport. Kyle had offered to fly him home in our plane, but he was flying commercial as it had been paid for by the studio. I think Kyle figures it's his plane now since he has the license to fly it, and neither Colin nor I correct him as it's the family plane and Kyle is family. We all walked to the security gate and stopped several times for both him and Marvin' to sign autographs. It was mainly the younger kids that recognized Lucas from his other roles and the older ones recognized Marvin'. It really played to the demographic on their shows. Girls were as cuckoo nutso for Marvin' as the young kids were for Lucas. I was cuckoo nutso for both of them but in a totally different way. We watched as he left and disappeared behind the security gate.

"I'm gonna miss Lucas," Blake said. "He's funny. Especially when he does his Fred voice."

"I thought that was his normal voice," I teased. Blake just rolled his eyes and he and Cory ran off into a souvenir store to see what fun things they could buy at the airport. The both ended up with LED flashlights with their names on it. After all, everyone knows you can't go to the airport without buying a souvenir. I think it's an international law or something. I still have a spoon holder for the stove that I got in Seattle one time. I also have a Madrid fridge magnet. We agreed that we were all hungry and took the limo to McDonald's. One of these days we might actually go somewhere else but both Cory and Blake like Mickey D's, and whenever we asked them, that's what they chose. Not that I'm complaining. I like it too. Since we were out, we decided to head to Metrotown Mall and shopped the place out. I bought some new skinny jeans and cool shirts, while Blake and Cory bought the newest video games, matching runners and some pretty awesome shirts. I laughed at one pair of T-shirts they bought. They were from the Disney Store. Cory's shirt was Dopey pointing left saying I'm with Grumpy' while Blake's shirt was Grumpy pointing right saying I'm with `Dopey'. I wanted a pair for Colin and me. Totally cute shirts. If they had Humpy and Boner, then that really would work. We almost needed another limo just for our purchases.

Back home we unloaded everything and the guys vanished to their respective places to unpack. Colin and I went to our room and I grabbed him and pulled him into a hug. "So what do you want for your birthday this year?"

"I'm happy just being with you and the guys," he smiled.

"Bo-ring!" I grinned. "Come on, what do you get a billionaire that has everything?"

"The only thing money can't buy. An entire day with the hottest guy on the planet," he said kissing me.

"I don't think Colton Haynes is available but I could try and find out," I replied with a smirk.

"Nope, I'm not talking about him," he said grabbing my ass.

"Matt Lanter?"

"Nope."

"Lucas Till?"

"Nope, not him."

"Taylor Lautner?"

"Nope."

"Ummm, `Marvin'?"

"We already have him, so nope."

"Nick Carter?"

"Dude, now you're just scraping the bottom of the barrel."

"Just thought I'd see if you wanted an older guy. Like Richard Gere or something."

"No, definitely not. Although I hope we all age that well and look as hot when we're in our 80's like he is."

"Is he 80?"

"Something like that." Colin smirked.

"How about I get you Brad Pitt and Matt Damon in a three-way?"

"God no."

"I've got it. I'll get you the Karshner triplets and the Triple J's for a whole day of confusing fun."

"That sounds more like what YOU'D like for your birthday," he said almost choking with laughter.

"True. But I'd be happy with the porn star Max Ryder, and maybe Cody Linley or Devon Gearheart, Kenton Duty, Ross Lynch, Dylan Sprayberry, or Hunter Parrish. I'd even love an hour with Nick Eversman."

"There's a surprise. He's like 27 and married. Didn't think he was your type at all," Colin said staring into my eyes.

"He's married? Well that's a waste of a cute guy."

"Ummm, you're married too dumbass," Colin pouted.

"True. So that shouldn't stop him from wanting to get naked with me."

"You do realize that this started out being about what I wanted for my birthday and somehow turned into what you want?" Colin reminded me grinning.

"No, it's still about you, I'd just have to make sure that whatever present I got you was fully functional and tested so that you wouldn't be disappointed."

"Right!" He said kissing me again. "The best birthday I could have would be spending it with you and Blake doing something special."

"So an orgy is out of the question, at least for 4 years, by then you'll be almost 30 and probably too old for one."

"I could sit in the recliner and watch you youngin's having fun though," Colin said in an old man voice. I giggled. "Just keep in mind when Blake is 16, you'll be 25."

"Oh my god, I'll be old. I wonder if I'll have the strength to join in," I said trying to sound serious.

"I'm 25 asshole!" he said as he grabbed my hips and tickled me. I squealed and tried to get away and we ended up wrestling on the bed for a while. We didn't have sex, just a lot of rolling around making out. Well, it would have been sex as we managed to get each other's shirts off, but Cory and Blake showed up.

"Can you two get a room?" Blake said standing there looking at us.

"I hate to point out the obvious buddy, but this IS our room."

"Whatever. No one wants to see their parents make out, right Cory?"

"I don't mind," he grinned.

"Neither do you, Blake." I reminded him thinking of all the times he ended up barging in on us and not leaving right away.

"It's just a figure of speech," he said sounding like we were the dumbest people on the planet. "But can you keep your peckers in your pants and come play with us?"

"I dunno. Colin can we keep our peckers in our pants?"

"I think so," he said as we jumped off the bed and grabbed the two boys and threw them on the bed and tickled them mercilessly.

They began shrieking and howling and kicking and screaming. "HELP RAPE!!" Yelled Blake.

"What's Rape?" Cory asked.

We paused for a second. "That's when someone forces you to have sex against your will."

"That's stupid. Who would object to sex?" Cory asked.

"Lots of people. You only have it with someone you like. What if a really old fat guy held you down and ripped your clothes off and made you have sex with him? Would you like that?"

"I dunno. Wanna try it and find out," Blake said being a smart ass. Colin tickled him again causing more shrieking.

"But seriously. Rape is when you are forced to have sex and you don't want it. If anyone ever tries that with you, you report it to us and the police immediately and they will go to jail. Promise us, okay?"

"We promise," the boys said in unison. That pretty much ended the tickle fight and we grabbed our shirts and headed downstairs to find something else to do. Colin sat with Jason and Alex and they Googled events for the city. I figured I'd round up the other guys to see if they wanted to go. I went out to the garage first and smiled as I saw Kurt working on the Ankonian in just his underwear. He heard me coming and turned around as I approached. "This is one sic car. I can't believe you guys bought it. I love this baby." I almost laughed as I looked down at him. He had a raging boner. I reached out to grab it and take hold.

"I can see that," I chuckled pulsing my hand on his dick.

He almost giggled with giddiness. "I really do. It's like the best car I've ever seen. Can I ask you something that hopefully you won't find weird?"

"Of course?"

"Can I fuck you on the hood of it? I'm so God damn horny and figured you wouldn't mind."

I wondered where Patrick was, since I was sure he would have done this for Kurt too. Without answering I bent over the hood and lowered the back of my pants. Kurt stepped up behind me and used spit as lube to enter me. "And the straight boy goes gay for a hot car," I said as he pushed my chest down on the hood. He really was horny as he fucked me hard and I smiled as he held my hip with one hand and rubbed the car with the other. I had no idea if he was making out with me or the car. He slowed down for a bit as he reached for my pants and lowered them further so I could step out of them. He kicked my legs apart and pushed me flat against the car. The metal was cold, but nowhere near as cold as when he pushed my shirt off over my head. I was naked and being fucked by a straight boy on the hood of the Ankonian.

"Oh yeah, I'm gonna cum!" He announced almost as an after-thought as I felt his hot jizz blast into my hole. He kept going slowly until he had fully drained himself. As he came down from his powerful orgasm, he pulled out and put his dick away in his shorts. "Thanks, I really needed that."

"Looks like it. Did the car actually turn you on that much?"

"Yeah, is that weird? As soon as I saw it sitting here by itself looking lonely, I sprung a boner instantly that just wouldn't go down. Is that normal?"

"How would I know?" I laughed "But maybe I should strip you and fuck you on the hood so you can feel part of the car as you get that tight hole worked over."

"I'm kinda done for now, maybe next time, if that's okay? God, if I could borrow that car for a day, I'd have every girl in school out of her panties and spreading her legs for me with no effort at all."

"I think you'd be able to bone even the quarterback of the football team with this car," I smiled and looked over to my left where Patrick was standing with his cock out stroking it as he watched us. "Looks like another horny boy needs attention." I went over and took hold of it. "I'm guessing it needs some relief." He just nodded as I dropped to my knees and sucked him off. Why waste a hard dick. It took him about 30 seconds to blast a load down my throat and before I swallowed all of it, I stood up and kissed him so I could share it with him.

"So have you decided if you're gay or not?"

"No, I'm totally bi. I like boys as much as girls and the hottest thing is when Kurt and I share a girl. That is the best of the best. I love rimming his ass and playing with his balls as he fucks a chick and I can feel his pole sliding in and out of her pussy. All I want to do is get on top and fuck him as well."

"Have you ever done that?" I asked feeling my own boner throbbing in my underwear.

"No, we have rules about it. He's the straight boy, so I get to rim him or suck his dick, and occasionally, depending on the situation, he'll fuck me while I'm fucking the girl, but never the other way around. The hottest session we ever had was when he was fucking a girl and we all got into a three-way kiss. That was so intense I ended up blowing my load over both of them."

"Nice."

"What about when you two are just alone together. Do you at least get to flip flop fuck?"

"Yeah, but he doesn't like taking it as much as I do. I think he just does it to make me happy, and to be fair. Usually it's when we sleepover or when we haven't got laid in a week or so." He lowered his voice. "Can I tell you something? I think I love Kurt. Is that wrong?"

"Of course not. He's your best friend. Of course you love him, and the two of you learned to be sexual around each other, so you share something special. Don't lose that."

"Should I tell him I love him?"

"That's up to you. You know him better than anyone and can judge how he would react. Nothing wrong with two buddies saying they love each other. Maybe just don't do it while your dicks are in each other, it could get weird. Do you love him, or are you in love with him?"

"What's the difference?"

"You'll know it when it happens. But basically if you love him you'd do anything for him and enjoy being together. When you're in love with him, you feel a pain in your chest when you are apart and you have dream about him, smell his clothes, and feel like you couldn't live without him."

"I think I'm halfway between the two then. I love the smell of his clothes and when I'm wearing them it gives me a rager, and I kinda get jealous when he does a girl without me."

"Yeah, you're on your way. I suggest that maybe you go and find some other people to have sex with on your own and play the field a bit. From what I can tell, Kurt is straight, but open minded. He'll have sex with you until he falls in love with a girl and then you'll probably find that the two of you have sex less and less, so you need to protect your emotions by finding someone just for you. Pick a cute girl or guy that makes your heart skip a beat and work on them. Keep playing with Kurt as friends, but be ready for the day you two stop messing around together, because it will come."

"That would suck, but thanks for the advice."

I got dressed and left Patrick to think about things, and left Kurt to the rest of his `date' with the Ankonian, and then remembered why I'd gone out in the first place and told the guys that we were thinking of taking the boys out somewhere. They both passed and said they'd like to stay and work on the cars. I smiled as I thought about Kurt boning Patrick a few more times over the Ankonian. That was one lucky car.

By the time I got back in the house everyone was sitting around and wondered where I was. I explained I was talking to the guys about the new car. It think they could smell the sex on me as I got some funny looks. We had decided to take the kids to the speedway and watch some car racing. They had to run and get changed into the right clothes. While they were gone, Jason and Alex mentioned that they thought they had found a new home just a couple blocks away.

"It's 2800 square feet, 5 bedroom, 4 bathrooms with a good size lot and three car garage," Alex explained.

"5 bedrooms?" I asked. "Are you planning on having lots of sleepover orgies?"

"Only you would think like that, bro," Jason said. "No, we're planning ahead. When the cops find the kids, it's quite possible that we could have the twins with us, maybe the older boy too and of course Cory when he visits. So that's four bedrooms right there, and then a guest room, or when the twins grow up and want their own bedroom."

"You really are planning ahead. What's the price tag?" Colin asked.

"Reasonable. 1.8, but we think we can get them down to 1.5 as the realtor said they are really motivated to sell. We'll have the house inspected first, but on the surface it looks good. 10 years old, nice looking place with everything we need including an outdoor pool."

"I'll have one of my inspectors give you a call and go over the place thoroughly," Colin said. "Just say the word and I'll get the lawyers on the paperwork and transfer the funds for the place."

"We have some money so we can talk details later," Jason said and Colin agreed although he suggested they hang onto their money for now until they found out what might be needed to fight for the kids and set things up for them. Child Services could be a bitch in cases like this and stability and a good home environment was key to their decisions, regardless of paternal rights, etc.

Cory and Blake returned dressed in black with baseball caps and sunglasses looking like they were indeed ready for the track. Nice fashion sense. I could take a lesson or two from my son.

"So the good news," Kyle said standing up. "I am officially licensed to drive the motorcycle without the `L' plate."

"COOOL!!" Blake said excitedly. "Can you take me to school on Monday? I wanna show my girlfriend."

"Sure buddy," he said looking at Colin and me. "As long as your Dads say it's okay."

"They're good with it. Right Dads? I promise I'll behave and do anything you want."

"Anything?" I asked, evilly rubbing my hands together.

"Well, I'm not washing the skid marks out of your underwear, but anything else is probably okay," he said straight faced. The rest of the guys howled with laughter and high fived Blake around the room. He smiled knowing that he had given the ultimate burn.

"Nice one buddy. Yes, you can go on the bike," I smiled just shaking my head.

We hit the speedway to watch the cars and the two boys were given ear protection as the sound was insanely loud. My favorite part of the whole thing was the pits. Guys were changing there and most of them weren't shy at all. It was like watching a live strip show, although to get a really good view I had to use the binoculars. Most of the drivers weren't my type, but it was still fun since it seemed like such a forbidden thing. The afternoon was a total blast as we watched race after race and a couple of wicked crashes. Colin loved it more than all of us and I think it had a lot to do with his love of cars. We were all so pumped up on the drive home that Cory and Blake were yelling at Colin to drive faster and cut people off on the turns. We had dinner at a decent restaurant where Cory explained to anyone who listened that we had been to the speedway. The waitress just smiled as if she gave a shit. Once we were back at the house, Blake ran to get his helmet and we watched the two of them race the go-cart all over the yard. I think I found out what Blake was going to be when he grew up. A daredevil. We got a little pissed at him when he drove straight through the flowers beds, but he just waved and tore off around the backyard. We were going to need the gardener on Monday.

Cory wanted to spend the night, but Sheila had plans, so he had to head home. I smiled as he and Blake did the secret handshake chest bump they had devised. As soon as Cory left, Blake was on his phone and from the way he was talking, it was probably his girlfriend on the other end as his voice was different as he spoke and disappeared up to his room. He came running down about 20 minutes later asking if he could go to the movies.

"I'm just gonna take my bike, if that's okay. We'll gonna get something to eat too and maybe ice cream afterward, so I'll call you if I'm gonna be later, okay?"

"What time does the movie start?" I asked.

"7. But I want to get there early so we get the best seats."

"Who else is going?"

"Probably lots of people. It's a big theatre," he answered casually. I couldn't tell if he was being a smart ass or just answering the question absentmindedly.

"I meant, what other friends are you going with besides your girlfriend?"

"None. It's just me and Melissa."

"So this is like your first real date," I smiled.

"NO DAD!! We're just going to the movie. It's not like we're getting married or anything. I probably won't even get naked or anything."

"That's good to hear," I grinned "I don't think they like people getting naked in the theatre. What time does the movie end?"

"Maybe 9. But then we're going out afterwards, so I'll probably be home by midnight."

"Nice try, squirt. We'll pick you up outside the movies at 9 and drive you and your girlfriend home."

"Okay, but no cramping my style okay, Dad. Just drive and don't say anything okay?"

My mind immediately started planning on how I could embarrass him the most, as the evil side of me came out and sat on my shoulder. "Sure, buddy. Just text me when the credits roll and I'll come get you." And when did he get `a style?'

"I mean it Dad, don't make me look stupid okay? But if you're gonna pick me up, can you drop me off too or we'll have to bring my bike back."

"Sure." I smiled as we headed out to the car and I drove him within a block of the theatre.

"Oh, I need some money please. I think I should pay for the movie and popcorn and stuff. Kyle said that the guy should pay."

I wondered who paid in a gay date then, but kept my mouth shut. "How much do you need?"

"I think a hundred bucks should cover it," he said without cracking a smile.

"How about 40?"

"Oh my God! I'll look like a cheapskate. It's like 10 bucks each for the movie, then popcorn is like 10 bucks and drinks are probably 10 bucks and if she wants a hot dog or pizza or something. Then maybe ice cream. Gotta be at least 60."

I hated to admit it, but he was right, although if his girlfriend ate that much food, she'd be one large chick by the time she grew up. I gave him a hundred bucks anyway and told him I wanted the change, knowing that I'd never see the money again. Blake would put the leftover cash in his safe and then ask for more next time. That kid was taking after Colin more and more every day. I returned home and found the place pretty quiet. At first I thought I was home alone until I asked ADAM. I found Colin and Marvin' downstairs in the playroom and smiled when I saw what they were up to. Marvin was kneeling naked and tied to the side of the bench. His head was duct taped into place and his mouth was open with a spreader. Colin was just wearing underwear but had the front tucked under his balls so his dick was out. Marvin was securely fastened so he couldn't move and his legs were spread wide. It looked painful. Colin had his hands on the top of the bench and was drilling Marvin's' face right down to his balls. It looked like they had been at it a while as `Marvin's' face was red and he was drooling. Not the best I'd seen him look.

"Hey Justin. Wanna give it a go. The little slut was giving me attitude, so I figured he needed to be brought back to earth and learn his place. Grab the nipple clamps and let's get those puppies stretched out."

I grabbed two clamps and securely fastened them to his nipples making sure I got a good firm hold before attaching chains and pulling them upward. He cried out slightly but couldn't say much with Colin's cock down his throat. I decided we might as well give him the full treatment, so I grabbed a thick 7 inch butt plug, and lubed it up. I reached behind him and raised his ass a little to grease his hole. First with one finger and then a second and third, before pressing the large plug against his opening. When he squirmed and tried to get away, Colin slapped his face and pulled on one of his nipple clamps. "Shut up bitch, or we'll get a bigger plug that you'll wear all day." I inserted the plug and loved the feel as his sphincter gripped it and sucked it inside. I lowered him down so he was sitting on it and then took hold of his cock and balls to get him hard, which didn't take long as he was totally horny. I sucked his cock for a bit and really wanted to ride it, but with Colin in the way it was a little difficult.

"Justin stand up and help me fuck his face," Colin suggested. I was always willing to help my hubby. I lowered the back of Colin's underwear to expose his incredibly sexy ass. It was still the best ass I've ever seen. So round, firm and smooth. I rubbed both cheeks and really wanted to get my face in there, but stood beside him instead and pressed my cock against the side of his and slid it into Marvin's' mouth stretching it beyond its ability to cope. If we kept this up he was going to have a mouth as big as Chord Overstreet from Glee. I put my arm around Colin's waist to steady myself and we kissed as we fucked Marvin'. I was nice to see Colin back in form with Marvin' as it had been a while since they played rough like this. As we continued to abuse Marvin', Troy came in and stopped short at the door.

"So this is where you guys went. What are you doing to my boyfriend?" He smiled.

"Teaching him what a little slut he is. Come and join us," Colin said waving him over. Troy didn't have to be asked twice and got out of in clothes so fast I wondered if it was tearaway outfit. I checked out Troy's 5'10" frame and was impressed at how he was developing. He had added some extra muscle to his arms and was now sporting a lot more definition to his abs. The six pack was showing nicely and with trimmed pubes, his 7 inch dick looked perfect swinging between his legs. I could easily see why Marvin' was attracted to him. Hell, I was attracted to him. Of course we were all good looking guys. I just hoped we didn't lose our looks when we got older. If I get fat and hairy when I'm old, like in my 30's, I may have to go for stomach stapling, plastic surgery, laser hair removal and all that other stuff. I think I'll stop aging when I'm 25. Troy came up behind us and ran his hand over our ass cheeks. I felt him insert a finger into me and wondered if he was doing the same thing to Colin. If he kept that up, I was gonna explode pretty quickly. I moaned and wiggled on his finger a bit, but groaned in disappointment when he pulled it out and dropped to his knees to suck Marvin's' dick. He kept rubbing my ass and legs though. After a bit of playing around like that, we all stopped and Colin untied `Marvin'. We thought maybe it was over, but he had other idea for his friend as he took him over to the side of the room and had him lie on his back. He securely attached ankle and wrist cuffs and then chains to all four limbs.

"Troy, you gotta make sure you treat Marvin' roughly sometimes as he likes it and it's good to let him know that just because he's a celebrity and everyone kisses his ass, that his ass actually belongs to you and you'll do whatever you want to it." As he talked he pulled on the chains and began lifting Marvin's feet into the air and then the rest of his body followed until he was completely upside down and off the floor. The chains were stretched so his arms and legs were as wide as they could go. "Troy, come over here. Time to show you just how much of his ass is yours as his boyfriend. Remember, everyone else treats Marvin' like a celebrity, but around here, he's just a worthless piece of shit used for our pleasure. His body is ours to do what we want with and he can't say fuck all about it," Colin said in a loud voice. When Tory looked horrified, Colin whispered. "Don't worry, he has a safe word if he can't handle something and trust me, he loves it. You'll see." Then he brought his volume back up so that Marvin' could hear. "Take a look at his ass. See how he loves the large butt plug in there." Colin gave it a push and Marvin' cried out slightly. "Just ignore that shit. He cries like a little girl sometimes." He grabbed the plug and yanked it out with a large popping sound. I think my ass clamped shut at the thought of it coming out so abruptly. We all took a look at the large hole that was now Marvin's' ass.

"The ass can handle a lot, but once you've stretched it out like this when playing, make sure you give him a day to recover before you fuck him. First because your cock will just fall out of the large cavity and you won't feel anything gripping you, and second because it's a sensitive area and you don't want to damage him. You'll need him in good condition for a few years. But I'll show you a few things you can do with him while his ass is opened up. You ever fist anyone?"

"No," Troy replied quietly. I wasn't sure if he had or not, but something told me he was about to learn to do it with his boyfriend. Colin poured a generous amount of lube into `Marvin's' ass and then thoroughly coated Troy's hand and wrist.

"Form your fingers like this," Colin explained showing him how to cup them into almost a point with index finger and pinky touching in front of the other two fingers and the thumb in the middle of them. He moved Troy into position and lowered his hand to `Marvin's' ass. "You can never be in a hurry to do this as the inside of an ass is very delicate, and you don't want to rip it. It's always best if you have short trimmed nails as well, which you do. If they're long, you could catch the wall inside and tear him open."

With a description like that it wasn't sounding very sexy, but Troy was listening intently as Colin pushed the tips of his fingers into `Marvin's' ass.

"You can stop and add more lube if it's not going in smooth enough," he said as he poured a little more liquid to prove his point. The two guys kept going and as the hand went further in `Marvin' grunted slightly. Colin kicked him gently. "Shut up bitch. Now Troy, when you get to your wrist, it's like when you shove a butt plug in. The sphincter will stretch and then clamp around you and pull you inside. When that happens, just pause and let your slut get used to you. Once he does, then begin slowly turning your hand to feel around inside him. Check his prostate and the walls of his ass."

Troy nodded and watched intently as his hand disappeared. I also was watching with great interest as I'd never seen someone fisted in this position before. Marvin's face was all red and his long blonde hair was hanging straight down. He sure didn't look like a TV star right now. I saw Troy's face as his hands was sucked into Marvin's' ass. He waited as instructed and then began to feel around.

"Holy shit, this feels so weird. His ass is like all wet and slippery and smooth. I had no idea it would feel like this."

"Cool, huh?" Colin grinned. "When you've had enough exploring you can pull your hand out and then shove it back in like you're fucking him." As he explained it, he got on his knees in front of Marvin' and pushed his cock into his mouth to fuck him some more. He also took hold of his cock and sucked him off. Marvin' was definitely getting worked over. I decided to get behind Troy and rim his ass and play with his cock and balls between his legs. I think he appreciated it as he moaned and squirmed on my tongue. We didn't stay like that for long as Colin took pity on `Marvin', who was still upside down and getting redder by the minute. He stood up and looked at Troy. "One last thing to experience and your boyfriend isn't going to like it, but that his problem not yours. Just remember, once you play rough, you need to make sure he knows you love him afterwards and you can just take it easy for a bit."

"I do love him," Troy smiled.

Colin kissed him sweetly. "Gently and slowly form your hand into a fist in his ass. Then when you've done it pull your hand out. There will be a lot of pressure and probably some screaming, but go slow and he'll be fine. `Marvin', be a good little bitch and try not to scare your boyfriend. I know it hurts buts act like a man this time and not a baby."

"I don't want to hurt him," Troy said looking a bit apprehensive.

"It only lasts a minute and he'll recover. You need to let him know who's in charge. His body is yours to use however you want and he has nothing to say about it. Go ahead and punch his hole."

I think I held my breath as Troy began to pull his fist out in a ball. As he came further and further out, Marvin's' face contorted more and more and he bit his lip to stop from screaming. My ass got tighter and tighter as the hand came out and I could only imagine having a fist inside me like that. Then suddenly he fist popped out and Marvin's ass slammed shut causing him to yelp. Troy looked at his hand and then opened his fist slowly. Colin rapidly lowered `Marvin' to the ground, untied him and put a wet cloth over his forehead. He just lay there for a bit not moving and Troy lay beside him.

"Are you okay?" He asked sweetly. Troy just didn't have the domination thing in him like Colin had developed with `Marvin'. I expected Colin to say something, but instead he grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the room and we headed to the main shower.

"Do you think they'll do that often?" I asked.

"I don't think so. Troy doesn't look like he enjoyed that as I he hates hurting people," Colin explained.

"Probably due to all the shit he's been through," I guessed. Colin and I made out in the shower as we were both pretty horny.

It wasn't long afterward that I got a text from Blake that the movie was ending, so I told him I was on my way and to wait outside. He told me to take my time as he was making his big move'. I immediately thought of texting him back to tell him to keep his big move' in his pants, but didn't. I ran upstairs to get changed and then had a fun idea. I got into my black suit and tie and raced out to the garage for the Maserati. I would have taken the Bugatti or Lamborghini, but they only had two seats which wouldn't work. I raced to the theatre and pulled up outside. I got out and went around to stand by the door like a chauffeur and as I saw them approach I opened the door and smiled. "Good evening Mr. Blake, Miss Melissa."

"Hi Da...umm Good evening Justin," Blake smiled when he caught on. They both climbed into the back seat and I ran around to the driver's side. I looked in the mirror and he was grinning from ear to ear. Some of the people exiting the theatre were looking at the car enviously.

"Where to sir?" I asked sounding professional.

"Once around the park please and then to Melissa's," he said casually. I almost replied, but figured once around the park wouldn't hurt. That sounded like a Kyle influence. He obviously hadn't learned that from me, unless he was planning to stop and give her a quickie in the woods. That could easily be one of my influences. I drove off occasionally glancing back at the two of them as they excitedly talked about the movie they had just watched. I wondered if he'd made his big move or if that was yet to come. So far they were just being two normal twelve year olds being chauffeur driven around Stanley Park in a Maserati. I made the long trek around the park and then headed out to Melissa's place. I pulled up out front and opened the door for them. Blake stood there as she thanked him for the movie and popcorn, and started to head to her door.

I whispered to him. "Walk her to the door, buddy." He looked up at me with a smile and then ran after her. As he got up to her, he took her hand and they walked to the door together. That was a slick move. Turns out it wasn't the big move though. That came a few moments later when he kissed her goodnight. I had to laugh as they both wiped their mouths as soon as they finished. Wouldn't want cooties after all. She went inside and he came running back with a huge smile on his face. I put my hand on his shoulder and gave him a squeeze and opened the car door. He jumped in.

"That was the best night ever!" He said as I got into the car. "We can go home now please, Justin," he said as if I were still his driver. "I have the wickedest boner ever."

"That's an overshare!" I laughed. He gets that from me, not Kyle. He told me all about the movie and how they had shared a popcorn and even held hand a couple of times. He was so excited and it was really cute to see him like this. I mean he was used to being naked around boys and thought of sex with a guy about as normal as playing Wii, but with his girlfriend it was new and thrilling, and obviously made him nervous and excited at the same time. We got home and he ran around telling everyone about his date.

"I've gotta go jerk off and take care of my thing. Anyone wanna join me?" He said causing Troy and `Marvin' to almost choke on their drinks. We all declined. "Suit yourselves, but I'm getting pretty good at it. We could race."

Yep, when he gets to a teenage party somewhere, he's gonna be the instigator of the circle jerk and cum cracker. Last one to cum on the cracker has to eat it. We all said goodnight to him as he raced upstairs to take care of his `problem'.

"Next stop, second base," Kyle laughed. "The over the shirt boob feel, or perhaps under the shirt boob feel. Then he'll be showing her his big cock and wanting to get it into her. Have you made sure he has a ton of condoms? Last thing he needs is to be a 12 year old Daddy."

"He has a whole box of them," Colin smiled "and he knows how to use them. We've had the talk and he knows to talk to us when he thinks they are ready for sex, which I hope is a few years yet."

"A few years?" Kyle laughed. "The boy is upstairs pounding his meat thinking about her. I'd be surprised if he doesn't make the move on the next date. We should get him some salt peter to keep his `peter' down. Or just have him and Cory make out more. Or bring Ben over again and keep him busy with his big brother."

"So your advice to keep him from having sex with his girlfriend is to have him have more sex with his friends?"

"Yep. Good huh? It's like they do at the Hershey chocolate factory. They allow all their employees to eat as much chocolate as they want. Eventually no one wants chocolate anymore as they get sick of it," Kyle reasoned.

"So by giving Blake sex with everyone, eventually he won't want it?" I smiled. "How's that working out for you and your two boyfriends and the strays you bring home?"

"Okay, bad example, but you get the idea. Keep him drained and he'll keep it in his pants around the girlfriend until she's ready. The only time a guy gets crazy agitated horny is when he's not getting any. If Blake is getting it regularly, he'll not be as intense about making out with Melissa."

"Sounds logical. Maybe we should just all put a schedule up and rotate his friends through," I joked.

"I'll get to work on it," Kyle said.

"Joking weirdo. We're not making sex dates for Blake. We just have to keep him busy with other things."

"Good luck with that. You've let the genie out of the bottle. No way to shove it back in there now."

"I think you mean he let the cum out of the penis," Troy giggled. "Speaking of which, come on `Marvin' it's time for you to eat my ass before bed."

"My boyfriend, the romantic," `Marvin' smiled as they said goodnight and headed to bed.

Kyle slept with Colin and I, and we had a lot of fun together, before finally falling asleep with me in the middle this time. I woke up with Kyle gently fucking me and kissing my neck. I think he was actually sleep fucking as he didn't say anything, and I had to pull his cock out once he came, as he seemed not to notice that he was done. That's a talent not even I have mastered yet. Sleep fucking. He wins for being the horniest housemate.

Monday morning we all smiled as Blake bounced down to breakfast with his leather jacket on and helmet in hand. He was going to school on the motorcycle and couldn't be happier. His curly mop of hair was brushed and he was dressed all in black with a silver chain around his neck. He looked like a real biker. Okay, he looked like a super cute blond biker. He just needed the scraggy facial hair and this could be an episode of Sons of Anarchy. We had to take pictures of him getting on the bike and wrapping his arms around Kyle to head off to school. The two `brothers' on an adventure. Knowing how I am, I thought I'd be jealous of the relationship Blake was forming with Kyle, but I was actually thrilled. Kyle would never hurt Blake and he was someone that Blake could go to if he didn't want to talk to his Dad's. Every boy needs that older role model.

I spent a boring day at school but lunch was good especially since Dickson was there looking all delicious. Nate was being unusually sexy today and in my mind I figured he was doing it for me. Turns out he was crushing on Linda. He told me later he had asked her out and she had agreed.

"I'm so gonna tap that," he smiled.

"Well if you end up with blue balls just call and you can tap me," I offered giving him a big cheesy grin.

"That probably going to be the best part of having a gay friend. They're always willing to lend a buddy a hand," he replied.

"Or a mouth or an ass," I added. He pushed my shoulder slightly and grinned back. I almost hoped for his girl would turn him down on a regular basis. Damian was acting all weird in class and kept staring at me. It was kinda freaking me out. I wondered if he was now back to being infatuated with me again and wanting to hook up. I wasn't sure it would be a good idea in case he fell in love again, but if he could handle it, I'd be happy to take him to bed for a few hours, as long as he wasn't drunk this time and could remember my name. Kyle and I spoke after school and he'd told me how Blake played up being the cool guy arriving at school on the bike. He said that they had fist bumped and slapped shoulders like `dudes' before Blake disappeared into a throng of kids all crowding around him.

"I think he's becoming one of the cool kids," Kyle smiled. "He seems to have an entourage."

"That's a good thing. Nothing worse than being an outsider in school. Makes life tough."

"As long as he doesn't act like a cool kid and look down on outsiders," Kyle said. "That may be your next lesson for him. I think the kids seem him as a rich boy, and if he starts to act like it and it goes to his head, he could become a snob."

"I don't think Blake is like that, but good advice. I'll watch for it next time I drop him off."

I headed home and saw a couple police cars across the street as I entered the main gates. I wondered what was going on over there, but it didn't seem serious as there wasn't any police tape or chalk lines around anything. I found that I was the first to arrive home and had the whole place to myself. I could eat anything I wanted or run around naked. Wait, I do that even with a full house. So what's the excitement of being home alone? I just had a massive house to myself, so maybe I should call someone over for an afternoon quickie before dinner. I was just trying to figure out who to call when the gate buzzed and it was the police, so I let them in and met the car at the door.

The two police officers came up to the door and I invited them in. "Do you have information about the kids? Jason isn't home right now, but I can call him."

"Kids?" The officer asked.

"Yeah the missing twins and their older brother. Jason's sons," I said looking at each of them and quickly realizing that they had no idea what I was talking about.

"We're not sure about that, sir. We are looking for Justin Chad Masters."

"That's me," I said wondering why they were being so formal. The only person that used my middle name was my Mom when she was mad at me. I hoped the cops weren't mad at me.

"Do you have some identification, sir?"

I pulled out my wallet and handed them my driving license.

"Thank you. Mr. Masters, you're under arrest for sexual assault. Please turn around and put your hands behind your back. You have the right to remain silent and the right to an attorney. If you choose to speak, anything you say can be used against you in a court of law. Do you understand these rights as I have explained them?"

"What? Yes? Who did I assault?" I asked stunned. I was expecting news of the kids and instead I was being arrested.

"That will be explained down at the station. Do you have anything in your pockets that we should be aware of? Drugs, weapons?" He asked.

"No." I replied, deciding it would be in bad humour to tell them the only weapon was between my legs, especially considering what they were arresting me for. "Can I call my husband to let him know what's happening?"

"You'll be able to make a call down at the station."

"ADAM, record house and send live feed to Colin's phone," I yelled into the air quickly. The house responded with the ding. I hoped it would catch enough so Colin could see what was happening. I was a little freaked out.

They handcuffed me and put me in the back seat of the car. It was seriously uncomfortable. They had a glass partition across the front seat and there wasn't much leg room at all. Plus I had my hands behind my back and being handcuffed meant I was almost sitting on them. The cop radioed something and they took me to the police station and drove into a garage where I was helped out of the car into a waiting room, and told to sit down on a bench. There were several other guys there too. Some were pretty cute, while others looked like escaped serial killers or homeless people who smelled like they hadn't had a bath in months. After about 15 minutes I was called up and they processed some paperwork. I was made to empty my pockets and take off my belt and shoes and put them in a bag. That's really stupid. Without my belt my pants were constantly slipping, and when they put the handcuffs back on me I had to hold my pants at the back to prevent them falling down. At that point they asked if I would like my phone call and it felt as if a huge weight had been lifted off my shoulders. I immediately dialled Colin and it rang and rang finally going to voicemail. I almost wanted to cry as I needed to talk to him and have him come get me.

"Colin, I've been arrested. I'm at the police station, please come get me." I almost didn't want to hang up in case that was the last contact I'd have with him before I was sent to Guantanamo or whatever the evil Canadian equivalent is... the Senate Chamber in Ottawa? I know it seems stupid but that's just how I felt. I looked at the officer. "It went to voicemail, can I have my phone to get the number for my lawyer?"

"No, but we'll give you a phone book to look it up," he said as he handed me the yellow pages. I didn't even know they still made these. I looked up lawyers and found Sam's office number. The secretary answered and I told her who I was and what was happening. She immediately transferred me to Sam's phone.

"Sam. It's Justin Masters. I've been arrested for sexual assault, but they won't tell me anything else. I need help."

"I'll be there as fast as I can Justin. I'm finishing up with another client. Just keep quiet until I get there."

"Okay, but please hurry."

"I'm across town Justin, so it'll probably be an hour, but I can't stress this enough Justin. Whatever they say, answer with, I exercise my right to remain silent.' Don't answer yes or no to anything. Always answer with I exercise my right to remain silent.'"

"Okay. Thanks Sam. I called Colin but all I got was his voicemail."

"I'll reach him for you and let him know what is going on. Just stay calm Justin and remember, not a word." I felt a little better knowing the cavalry was on his way.

I was moved out of the waiting room to a second area and told to sit back down. I wasn't sure if I was scared, horrified or excited at this point as they called one guy up at a time and he had to strip. They had him lift his nuts and turnaround and show his ass. When the first guy did it, I expected the cop to put on the rubber glove and give him the old anal probe, but all they did after that was check his clothes and make him get dressed again. I was kinda disappointed at the whole thing, especially on the cuter guys. A nice finger up the old pooper would have made this seem less scary and more like home. Then it was my turn. The handcuffs were removed for which I was thankful and I stripped. I felt really exposed standing there naked in front of everyone, which seemed silly considering I was the first to get naked in almost any situation, but this was like I was on display and being judged. I half expected the judges to hold up a hot or not card once I was done showing off my assets. I lifted my testicles when told and tried to fluff my dick to make it look bigger in front of all the guys. After all it's my reputation on the line. I spread my cheeks and bent over when told and then got dressed as they handed my clothes back. From there I was fingerprinted and taken to a jail cell. It wasn't a nice room at all. It had a metal bench and wasn't even as big as our panic room at home. Once the solid metal door with the tiny window closed behind me I wanted to cry, but held it together as there were 4 other guys in there with me. All looked about my age, some with tattoos and one who looked as scared as I felt. I sat next to him as he looked the least dangerous and was kinda the cutest. No one was talking to anyone else, so I just kept quiet too in case that was the protocol. The weirdest part was the toilet was out in the open and one guy was sitting on the bench near it so he could see everything. If you had to whip out your dick and take a leak, not only would he have an unobstructed view, he'd probably get splashed from the spray. I think he actually licked his lips each time a guy went to pee. I was kinda freaking out. I also wondered who else was watching me pee as there was a camera in the room too. The grossest part is if someone had to take a shit, they would have to do it in front of all of us. That is the one thing that I think is super personal, not to mention stinks up the whole room. Fortunately no one had to do that for which I was thankful. I wanted to go home. This wasn't fun at all.

A short while later an officer came and got me and took me to a little room with a table against the wall and asked me to sit. She was really pleasant.

"Justin. May I call you Justin?" I was about to say sure, but I remembered what Sam had told me, so I just nodded and kept quiet.

"We're just going to have a talk and let's see if we can't get you home and put this all behind you. Sorry to have to bring you in so abruptly," she said making me feel a lot better. "Nothing would please me more than getting the hell out of here. "The charges against you are sexual assault on a Damian Bolland. Do you know him?"

The shock of hearing his name hit me like a ton of bricks. No wonder he was looking at me weird today. I didn't even know his last name, but assumed it had to be him. I don't know any other Damian's. I was just about to answer, as you would in normal conversation, but Sam's words kept bouncing around my now basically empty head.

"I exercise my right to remain silent," I said trying to be brave, but not sure if she could hear me over my knees knocking or my voice cracking like I was going through puberty again.

"It's okay. I'm not asking you any details, Justin. I'm just making sure that you know the person accusing you of this crime. If you don't know him then perhaps this is all a mistake." She then showed me a picture of him and my heart sank. It was the Damian that I knew.

"I exercise my right to remain silent," I repeated feeling like I wanted to throw up about now. She looked at the window and I wondered if this was like TV where a half dozen cops were on the other side watching and feeding her questions through an earpiece, all the while scheming and plotting what to do with me to make sure I went to jail for 25 years. I was probably on my street's most wanted list. I figured she was good cop and at any moment bad cop would come in and terrorize me. I don't think I could handle that. I'd probably cry and look really stupid. He'd slam his fists on the counter and throw a lit cigarette at me or drill it into my arm after turning on a huge spotlight to blind me. I needed Colin.

"If you won't talk to help us help you clear this up, we have no choice but to return you to the holding cell. We can keep you for up to 24 hours, Justin, or we can let you go in just a few minutes if you cooperate. We have no reason to keep you overnight, and we'd hate to do that, but we have to be able to get things cleared up. You don't want to go back to the cell do you?"

I didn't. I really didn't. This room was much nicer and she was a lot less scary on the surface than the guys in the cell, but something deep inside me said she was more scary on the inside, so I just swallowed hard, fought back tears and repeated that I was exercising my right to remain silent. She left the room for a couple minutes leaving me alone and I just sat there trying to be brave. When she returned, I was escorted back to the cell and put back in. There were now six guys in there. I found a place to sit and tried not to stare at anyone. I wondered if my only source of entertainment was to watch guys pee. Maybe I was going to turn into the guy by the toilet. If I spend a long time in here, I might be the one licking my lips when someone pulled out their cock. I wondered where you showered. Maybe it was like those prison movies where they strip you and hit you with a fire hose, flattening you up against the wall, like in Rambo or something. I like showering with a ton of guys, but it has to be warm water. Cold sucks. I couldn't even lay down as the benches were rapidly filling up and it was cold in there. I was shivering. Maybe it was nerves, or perhaps the cold metal and concrete walls. A couple of guys would get up every now and then and walk around. Each time they did, my panic level jumped a hundred notches as I figured it was like musical benches. When they stopped walking, if they were in front of you, you had to give up your seat to them and only the strong survive. I'm not that strong. I was ready to crap my pants as it was and there was no way I was going to shit in front of everyone. Not in my pants and not in the toilet with lip licker right next to me watching everything. This is a nightmare. A super cute gay guy in jail with a bunch of straight serial killers. In my mind jail was always way more fun than this. Locked up with a bunch of other horny guys who can't get laid and the only outlet is their hands or each other. Sex all the time, showers together. Seemed almost romantic in my mind. In actual fact, it was fucking scary. I was almost counting down the time until Sam arrived and got me out. Each minute seemed like an hour and it felt like I been in there a week before they finally came and got me again. I almost ran out of the room. This time I was taken to a slightly larger room and as soon as I saw Sam, I almost wanted to run up and hug him, I was so overjoyed.

"Are you alright, Justin?" He asked as I sat down next to him. I fought back tears but he could see it in my eyes. I shook my head no. "Don't worry, we'll get you out of here quickly."

I was again asked questions, but this time, Sam answered most of them for me, and wanted to know what evidence they had and details. The story was close but not completely true. They said I had given an underage guy alcohol to get him drunk and then took him home and raped him. I was shocked on two fronts. One is that Damian was in the club which meant he should have been at least 19. Turns out he was only 18. Second is that I never raped him at all, he gave it up willingly, although he was drunk. They claimed I fucked him so many times that he needed stitches in his ass the following day and it affected him so much that he is failing school. They also said I attacked him in the hallway at the university and then tried to pay him off to forget it. Each time I went to respond, Sam just put his hand on mine to remind me to be quiet. This was such bullshit. Okay, I bought him drinks, but I thought he was old enough. Yes, I took him home and fucked him at least four times, but he went willingly. It wasn't like I forced him or anything, and yes I gave him 300 bucks, but that was to fix his phone that I knocked out of his hand when I ran into him. Not to make anything go away. As each thing went through my head, I realized how bad this looked and that I was probably going to jail for life. Sam did his job and said that if they had nothing else, we were leaving. I was ready to go, but they weren't done with me yet.

"We understand that your client has classes in University with Mr. Bolland. We would have to insist on a no contact order before we can release him."

"We agree," Sam said without consulting with me. The way the conversation was going now was weird. It was almost as if I wasn't required while they sorted out my life with each other. The police officers left and I was about to speak, but Sam just put his hand on mine and shook his head. I closed my mouth and wondered if I would ever be allowed to talk again. This was so surreal. I felt like I was in every cop crime drama I had ever seen. I was still waiting for bad cop to arrive and shake me down. Then my mind went back to Colin and his "You can't handle the truth" rant when we were playing games. I could just imagine that now and it made me smile just a little.

`Did you get that boy drunk and get his ass red?'

`Do you want the truth?' I would ask.

`I think I'm entitled,' the cop would say.

Then I would have the classic line `you can't handle the truth.' I think my mind had wandered away from reality for a bit as I saw myself as Jack Nicholson, but then as the rest of the movie played out in my head I became unhappy again when I remembered he went to jail anyway. I almost cried again. I don't want to go back to jail. I'm too pretty. I would be the prison yard bitch and ironically be raped every day as people took my ass and used it as their own play toy. Guys like Ox, Spike, Bubba and Jedidiah. Jedidiah was a 300 pound bald black man covered in tattoos, with a 12 inch dick and arms as big as my legs, who would own me and crack my legs open every time he needed a fuck. Then he'd brand me with his personal logo so others would know he owned me. I've seen OZ, I know how this works with cute blonde boys. The cop returned and I was told to sign the paperwork and read the conditions. I had to report somewhere in the morning and was out on my own recognisance until the trial. There was a no contact order attached where I had to remain 100 metres away from Damian at all times. It meant I could go to class as long as I sat at the far side away from him.

"I'll meet you out front, Justin. They just have to process you out."

I nodded. Still not saying anything. As Sam left I wanted to go with him, but I was taken back to the front desk area where my stuff was given back to me and I was allowed out. The first face I saw when I exited the back area was Colin followed by Jason and Alex. I ran up and hugged Colin and felt tears run down my face for the first time since this all began. My emotions got the best of me, but in his arms I felt safe and protected. "Are you okay, baby?" He asked as he held me tight.

"I am now, but I don't want to go back there," I replied hoping that it was okay to talk now and looked at Sam, almost for permission.

"You did great in there Justin, but we have a lot of work to do. Come to my office in the morning and I'll go over things with you."

"Thanks Sam. I couldn't have done this without you."

"That's what I'm here for. Don't worry, everything will be alright."

We parted company and Colin held my hand as we got to the car and he drove home. Once I was inside, it all hit me hard and I ran to the bathroom to throw up. Colin followed and just stroked my back. Once I was done and rinsed my mouth out, I wanted to go to bed and ignore everyone else. We went up together and talked for a couple of hours. Actually I talked and talked and talked. I think it was a release from all the not being able to talk while in the big house. I was now a criminal. The lowest of the low. I would have to get a butch tattoo and learn how to make a shank out of a plastic fork and dental floss if I was to survive. People would look at me in the street and point. Little kids would run away and hide behind their parents as I came down the street with a black SUV following my every move with members of CSIS or worse, the American CIA.

"Justin, it'll be alright. Sam will take care of it. You couldn't know he was under 19. He was in a nightclub and he came home with you. You even said he told you he loved you."

"Yeah, but he was pissed off big time when I didn't call him back."

"So this is revenge. Sam will prove that and this will go away."

"Yeah, except it'll be on my record. Even accusations bring you down in the real world."

"Only if they become public. So far there is nothing out there, and we'll keep it that way." We cuddled in bed and strangely I didn't feel like having sex at all. I just wanted to be held and maybe have him watch me use the bathroom so I could get used to it in case I had to go back to prison for a hundred years. In the morning I felt better, almost as if it had been a bad dream. Unfortunately the dream flooded back to reality when I Colin and I went to Sam's office.

Colin spoke up first. "All they have is some guy trying to take revenge against Justin for not calling him back. This is such bullshit."

"I tend to agree, unfortunately I have been able to find out that they have retrieved the video footage of Damian and Justin in the club that shows Justin buying him drinks. That one will be hard to squash."

"He was in the club. Only those 19 years of age or older are allowed in."

"True and we'll play on that. Unfortunately, you're a part owner in the club and if they can prove that, it might seem like you let him in so you could take advantage of him. That could lead to a raid of the entire club and a scrutiny of everyone."

"There's no paperwork that he owns the club. The money was given to Jason and we're only silent partners. How do they know it's Justin? It could have been Jason or J.P." Colin said almost defiantly.

I almost said `Yeah!', but exercised my right to remain silent.

"That would be worse. Jason is the actual owner and even if charges are dropped against Justin, they could go directly after Jason for serving alcohol to a minor and saying that it was him on the video and not Justin."

"I wouldn't let that happen. It was me all the way through. The kid drank, got drunk, came home with me, had sex and went home. He was a one night stand and then got bent out of shape because I never fell in love with him or called him back."

"True, but if you say that, we'll lose this case. You keep quiet. You never have to testify or talk. That's my job. What was this about you paying him off to be quiet?"

"More bullshit. I was trying to be nice since he was so pissed at me. I ran into him in the hallway, knocked his phone out of his hands and the screen broke. He was upset, so I offered to replace it and gave him 300 dollars. It had nothing to do with sex."

"Were there any witnesses?"

"Yeah, Nate was there," I said remembering that he had seen the whole thing.

"Good, we'll use that and subpoena the school surveillance. That will discredit his story on one aspect. Then we'll get the surveillance at the club to see if he used a fake I.D. to gain entry, or if he was allowed in underage. That's a start. If we can prove those two things, then the actual assault may be brought into suspicion as well and the charges dropped. Do you know if he was injured as a result of the anal intercourse?"

"I don't think so. He seemed fine, but he did say he was a virgin."

"So, it's possible that they'll present evidence that his anus was ripped and showed penetration. That may be the only issue we have to deal with. We'll have to prove it was consensual and not rape."

"Use the video from the old house," Colin offered. "That might help prove it."

"Is there footage of the actual sex?" Sam asked.

"No, just of him arriving in the house and leaving. The old house only had surveillance on the front door and he was never in our new house. Even there, the only time the cameras record in the house is when we aren't home, or if we ask it to monitor specific areas, but the perimeter cameras are always on."

"Good, because that would be a whole new charge. You can't tape someone in a sexual act without their permission. I recommend you go home and make sure that any footage with nudity from either house is destroyed. Do you record video when the boys are running around naked?"

"It might have some as they run in and out of the house, but inside it just monitors them in the pool, it doesn't record."

"Make sure that footage is erased. I realize that it isn't sexual in anyway, but it could be misconstrued if the police get a warrant for the video, especially if we present any as part of our defence. They might try to establish a pattern of bringing guys home and subpoena the video from your current house. Recordings of those under 18 in the nude could be seen as child pornography and would be a lot more serious, for everyone living there. It could also result in Blake being removed and put back in foster care."

My whole body went cold and all I wanted to do was to go and yank out all the video immediately. I'd rather our house be robbed and emptied than lose Blake. I held Colin's hand tight. This was spiralling out of control.

"Today, you need to go over to the Department of Corrections and check in. You'll probably need to report to them each week until this is resolved."

"Why?" I asked.

"They do it to keep track of you. It's not a problem. You just go, sign in and they ask you if you've had any police contact and if you know your next court date. You don't need to worry about any of that as I'll let you know if I need you in court. Most of the dates you won't be required. It'll only be the actual trial where you're needed, or for sentencing if we plead guilty, which I can't see happening. Hang in there Justin. Everything will be okay."

We thanked him and Colin drove me to the Corrections place. I had to give my name and see a case worker who got all my information and told me that I was to report each week by 4pm. She wasn't very nice, but not rude or anything, just official as if it were routine, which I suppose it was. We left and Colin asked if I wanted something to eat, but all I wanted to do was get home and destroy all video footage of everything. We drove home making sure to obey all the traffic laws. The last thing I wanted to do was get pulled over and have the cops rough me up because I was a known criminal now. I know how this goes. They haul you out of the car and search you to publicly humiliate you as people go by wondering what you've done. Back at the house Colin had ADAM do a full security erase of everything from this house and reset the recording parameters to just record the front gate and front door. He said when this was all over we would have it reprogrammed to only record when the house was empty and locked up, but for now we would simply say it just monitored the house and never recorded. We both felt safer and found the recording from old house and watched the footage of Damian and me coming home that night. It showed us arriving but since that was the only camera, there was nothing else to see, but it looked pretty consensual to me as he was holding my hand and smiling. It didn't look like he was drunk at all, even though I know he was. Thank god it didn't show the actual sex act as I do remember that he was half asleep and then didn't remember it in the morning. At least not until I fucked him again as a reminder. He hadn't even known my name when he woke up. When he left he was also smiling and clearly looked happy. I felt a bit better at seeing it. We copied the footage and saved it to a jump drive. We watched the rest of the day in high speed to make sure nothing was incriminating, and it only showed us coming and going from the house. I suppose it was a good thing that it was the old house with only limited video, unlike this house with Big Brother type video surveillance.

We then raced to the club to look at the video footage of that night and it was pretty clear Damian was sitting and drinking as I bought him round after round. I could definitely be guilty of getting him drunk, but then if they looked at all the other guys in the club, Damian wasn't the only one. They would have had to arrest more than half the patrons. We checked the records at the front door for when Damian arrived. The video feed was synchronized with the software that was used to record Identification. Everyone presented I.D. to get in and it was swiped through the computer. I breathed a massive sigh of relief when I saw his I.D come up as Dillon Bolland age 20. I assumed it was his brother.

"I think you can relax Justin," Colin said as he hugged me. "This is clearly a case of revenge now. The only outstanding thing is if he did indeed have stitches in his ass after being fucked, but if the rest was bullshit, I'm sure that will be too."

"I hope so. Wouldn't it still be assault if I hurt him while fucking his virgin ass?" I asked feeling a little better but not completely convinced that I wasn't going to be sporting this years striped pyjamas in front of locked up sex starved serial killers.

"Just put your confidence in Sam. He'll get the truth in court," Colin said as he hugged me. We went for something to eat, but I really wasn't hungry and when we got back home, I just wanted to go to bed. I even slept in my underwear as I really didn't feel sexy tonight. I doubted I'd ever want sex again. In the morning I wasn't feeling much better and dreading heading to school. The whole house, except for Blake, knew what was happening and they all had the same distain for Damian that I had. Kyle and I went to school together as I wasn't in the mood to drive myself. I nervously went to class and when I saw Damian at a distance I stayed back until he entered the room, and I took a seat as far away as possible. When Nate arrived and saw me up at the back, he joined me. "What's with sitting way back here? Are we going for a fast getaway after class?" He grinned.

"I'll explain later," I said. He would have to know at some point as he might be needed as a witness to why I paid Damian the money. I had trouble concentrating on the professor as I kept staring at Damian hoping that perhaps my penetrating stares would kill him where he sat. If there was ever a time for a heat vision superpower, now was it. I could laser burn a small hole right through his head. As soon as the bell rang, I grabbed my stuff quickly, almost startling Nate as I leapt up and headed out like the Flash. He ran after me.

"Are we in a hurry? Gotta pee that bad or something?"

"Or something," I said stopping for a second.

"Justin!" Yelled a voice behind me. I turned and saw Damian coming towards me and I immediately went to head off the other direction. He yelled again and I ignored him.

"I think Damian wants you," Nate said helpfully.

"I know. Wants me to go to jail for 20 years," I said bluntly as I kept going. Damian caught up with us and I stopped.

"What Damian? What the fuck do you want? I have a restraining order to stay away from you, as if you didn't know. So fuck off, before I charge you with harassment."

"I just wanted to tell you that if you want to make this go away, just pay me 25 thousand dollars for damages and suffering and I'll drop it."

"You're kidding? This is about extortion?"

"No, it's about the fact that you got me drunk and then raped me against my will. I would have had sex with you when I was ready, but you attacked me. I think $25,000 would be fair to help me heal from the trauma."

"Like I said, Damian, fuck off. I'll take my chances in court. Now stay away from me." I snapped as I turned to walk away.

"Think about it Justin. I'm sure I could find a ton of guys as witnesses that say you do the same thing, or make it all go away tomorrow," he said as I left. My head was spinning.

"What was that all about?" Nate asked looking thoroughly confused.

"He charged me with sexual assault and then said I tried to pay him off when I gave him money which was for his phone."

"That's such bullshit. I was there for that. I'll go tell the court what a douchebag he is if you want," he said quickly, his face turning to anger as he stared after Damian. "Now he wants a payoff. Give me 10 grand and I'll make him and your problem go away."

I laughed. "My buddy the hit man. I'll be fine. I have an amazing lawyer."

"Well if you need anything, just say the word I'm all in dude. No way that shithead is going to blackmail you on my watch. You're an awesome guy. I'll testify that he tried to blackmail you too."

"Thanks." I made a note to myself to tell Sam about Damian running after me. Maybe we could use that in court to my advantage."

"You wanna come over after class and hang out? Sounds like you need a beer or two."

"Thanks. That might actually be a good idea, but I'm not really in the mood to hang out naked if that's okay."

"No problem. It's not mandatory," he laughed.

I wandered around in a bit of a fog all day, not looking at guys at all and just focusing on my classes. All I could think of was the threat from Damian that there were lots of other guys that could charge me as well. What if that were true? What if he rallied all of the guys I'd ever stuck my dick in and they all tried to send me to jail, or worse, sue me. Maybe I should divorce Colin to protect him and live on our island as a hermit. I could grow a long beard and chest hair (eventually) and live off the land, or the rations that the guys could bring me each week. Blake could visit with his family when he got older and we'd talk about how much he'd changed and the good old days. This sucked. My whole life ruined because I can't keep my pecker in my pants and one guy upset because I didn't fall in love with him after a one night stand. I'm going to focus on Colin and Blake from now on. All other guys are off my list forever.

As I wandered down the hall I ran right smack into a guy who looked lost. "Shit! Sorry dude. I wasn't paying attention." I apologized.

"No problem. Nothing broken. Y'all are cute, so I forgive you dahlin'!" He said sounding like the most feminine southern boy I've ever heard. "I wasn't paying no attention mahself so it's partially mah fault. Maybe we should kiss each other better and put it behind us."

I laughed. He was so out there that I couldn't help but be fascinated with him. "I was looking for Room 17C and I'm just a dizzy lil blond today and can't seem to locate it."

"Well the least I can do is show you. My apology for running into you," I replied. "Follow me. I'm Justin by the way."

"Tripp," he replied.

"Was that my action or your name?" I laughed glad to be having a temporary reprieve from my doom and gloom day.

"You're funny and you look familiar," he smiled with perfect white teeth which complimented his tan and blond hair.

"Yeah I have one of those faces. I usually think the same thing each time I look in the mirror."

He laughed. "Glad we ran into each other. I need some new friends. Just moved here from Arkansas and don't really know anyone yet. I just love how friendly y'all are here. I feel like a princess in a castle with so many cute princes to choose from."

"Nice to meet you Princess Tripp. Welcome to Vancouver. If you're looking for your Prince I know a few that would want to fall under your spell."

He smiled as we walked towards the room he was looking for. As we passed the guys bathroom he turned and said he had to take a piss. I was about to tell him where his room was from here, but he grabbed my hand and took me into the bathroom with him. He pushed me into a stall and dropped to his knees in front of me. "My turn to apologize," he said as he undid my belt and popped the buckle on my pants, dropping them to my knees almost before I knew what was happening. His mouth covered my crotch and blew warm air over my dick which had still not been interested in sex but was woken up suddenly by the attention. When I didn't complain, he yanked my underwear down and took my cock into his mouth. Once I was hard, he stood up dropped his pants and turned around to thrust his ass at me. He took hold of my cock and backed onto it. He put my hands on his hips and I fucked him. Or more accurately, he fucked back and forth on me until I blew my load. I barely knew I was finished before he pulled my cock out, turned around, dropped to his knees and cleaned me up with his mouth. He was one hot little fuck.

"Thanks y'all. I hope we can run into each other again tomorrow. Maybe hang out sometime. I like meeting new people."

"I can see that. If you meet all new people like this, you're gonna be popular," I grinned as he stood up and we got ourselves presentable. I thought about going down on him, but he seemed happy to put his cock away and finish what we were doing.

"Awww, you're so sweet. I'll clutch my pearls and dream of you all day," he said as he opened the door and we went to the sink to wash up. I showed him to his room and he almost giggled as he swatted my ass and literally bounced into the room. Maybe I'll call him Tigger. He had certainly helped get me out of my fog temporarily, but now that our unexpected rendezvous was over, I got back to reality, where I had promised to only have sex with Colin and focus exclusively on him.

I spent an hour after school with Nate. He could see that I was still not myself so he stay dressed, which was unusual for him, but made it much more comfortable for me. Since he was a straight boy I wasn't really in the mood to even think of anything sexual and find myself in even more trouble. Some part of me had died with the whole Damian fiasco. I was gonna need one of those zapper things they use on people whose hearts have stopped by the time this was all over. It would probably be the only way to revive me. I took a cab home and flopped on the couch next to Kyle and Jordan who were watching a movie.

"Feeling better?" Kyle asked.

"Not really, but I feel safe with you guys around," I admitted.

"It's all good. We can get tons of witnesses to squash Damian like a bug. Everyone we know will come to your defense."

"So all the guys I've had sex with will rush to court to say what an upstanding and great guy I am? Shit, I'm getting the electric chair." I groaned.

"You can always hope the judge is gay and likes blond triplets," Jordan said helpfully which just caused Kyle to wrestle around with him beside me as they joked around.

Blake skipped in later and sat down hard on my lap facing me to tell me about his day. "My girlfriend said she had fun at the movies and we are gonna go out again. Oh, and you have to come hiking with the Scouts next weekend. Cory and me said you and Jason would go as chaper-clones.

"You did huh? Where are we hiking?"

"Along a trail, duh! It's an 8km overnight hike and we'll probably see Moose, Elk and Bears and things like that so hopefully you aren't scared of them."

"I think I'll be fine. When are we leaving?"

"Saturday morning 9am. I told them you guys would drive too if that's okay."

"Sure, might be fun to go away for the weekend. Have you told Uncle Jason yet?"

"No, I will as soon as he gets home if Cory hasn't called him already."

"Should we invite Colin and Alex too? Or maybe Kyle and Troy?"

"You wanna go Kyle?" Blake asked looking over at him.

"Sure, sounds like a plan little man. You'll have to show me what I need to pack though," Kyle said looking over at him.

"No problem. I'm an expert camper."

Jason came home an hour later with Alex and they called me up to their bedroom. "So we wanted you to be the first to know. They found the kids," he said in a serious voice. My whole body went cold fearing the worst.

"Are they okay?"

"Yeah although the police said they needed food and a shower. Other than that they're alright."

"Where did they find them?"

"Charlottetown in Prince Edward Island. All I got from the cops was that it looked like a drug deal gone wrong. He took the boys to force Julie to pay her debt and apparently roughed her up in the process. He didn't mean to kill her but somehow the blow to the head caused internal bleeding. When he heard she'd died, he took off with the kids."

"Holy shit! What's gonna happen now?"

"We haven't got that far yet. We're flying out to P.E.I. Monday to see if we can petition the court to bring the boys home. Something tells me they're gonna need some help."

"I'll go with you," I offered.

"Thanks but you can't leave the province can you?"

"Shit! Right. Fuckin' Damian. Well I'll be there in spirit. Will you bring the boys straight back here if they let you have them?"

"That's the plan. Hopefully everyone can handle more kids running around until we can buy the new house."

"I don't think that'll be a problem, especially for Blake. He's probably gonna be thrilled to have three little brothers. Is this gonna be okay for your marriage? I mean you were gonna get a divorce just a short while ago and then you decided you needed some together time. Now you're adding three kids to your instant family."

"We'll be fine, but we definitely need to move out and be a family together. Of course we'll need babysitters," he said winking and nodding his head at me knowingly.

"Anytime, bro."

We went back downstairs just as Blake and Colin were arriving home. We all smiled at the two of them as Blake was dressed in a suit and tie just like Colin. He even had the look of a worn out businessman, or is that businessboy. The tie was partially pulled down for that relaxed look and his jacket was open. "Where have you two been? A wedding?" I asked grinning.

"No silly. I went to work with Dad. It was a P.D. day at school. I'm a junior executive now."

"You are huh? What junior executive decisions did you make?"

"Lots. I picked the color of the wallpaper for the lobby in our new building and some of the furniture, and I got to decide where to go for lunch. I also worked with the accountants and entered some numbers in the computer. Did you know we're really super rich, Dad?"

"Yes, I did know that, but it's not something we talk about, okay. Life isn't about money. It's about the kind of person you are," I said trying to be philosophical.

Blake laughed and slapped me on the back. "You're funny Dad! The more money we have, the more power we have to make people do what we want. Poor people suck balls."

Colin looked at me almost in horror. "He didn't learn that from me, I swear."

He wasn't exactly accurate either. Rich people suck balls too...and cocks.

"No, I learned it from Brandon at work. He said that the more money you have, the more stuff you can buy and people will like you more. Poor people just have to stay home and be boring."

I got down to Blake's level. "I want you to know that that is completely wrong. Money doesn't buy you happiness or love, son." Although in my mind, I was thinking, it could certainly rent you some love for a few hours. "What matters is how you treat people. You help everyone around you and are always smiling right?"

"Right," he said blinking at me with his incredible eyes.

"Well never lose that. Poor or rich, no one can take that away from you. Just look at Troy. He had nothing and used to live on the street and sleep under a bridge, and he was still a nice outgoing person that everyone liked."

"Cool, he used to live under a bridge. That's awesome!! Can we go there sometime?"

"You're missing the point, buddy. He didn't have money and was still the Troy that you like. Never let money change who you are. Your Dad has a lot of money, but he doesn't let it change him. It's nice to have money so we don't have to starve or worry about where to live, but it should never change how we treat others."

"I'd never do that Dad."

"Good to hear, buddy. Now go get ready for dinner," I said swatting him on the ass lightly. As he ran off, I stood up and threw my arms around Colin and hugged him tight. I felt really good in his arms, like the world couldn't get me if I just stayed attached to him. We kissed and hugged for a while until we finally had to break apart and go upstairs. Colin undressed down to his underwear as I sat on the bed and watched. He came over and straddled me and ran his fingers through my hair before pushing me onto my back and lying on top. I wrapped my arms around him and just held on.

"So how was your day?" He asked. I told him about my encounter with Damian and mentioned that Nate had seen it all. He was surprised but almost excited at the development. I left out the part about making friends with Tripp.

"If you can get him to say that again while being recorded, this shit should go away, as it'll prove what he's all about. Maybe we can charge him afterwards with extortion."

"If this shit goes away, I'm never having sex with anyone again, except you. I'm gonna keep my dick in my pants from now on."

Colin laughed. "You sound like a drunk guy who wakes up with a hangover and says he's never drinking again, ever. Then he gets to the bar to party and gets drunk again. I can almost promise that as soon as you see a hot cute guy, your dick will be out and he'll be bent over somewhere."

"Nuh uh! I'm really done with it for ever. I'm just gonna be the best husband I can be," I said honestly believing that. I wonder if I'm gonna get a disc like they do in Alcoholics Anonymous. `Hi my name is Justin and I've been sex free for 13 minutes...Hi Justin', the cute young guy in the front row will say with the piercing blue eyes and I'll have to start all over earning my next disk.

"Justin, baby. I know that right now it feels like you've been punched in the gut and the world is a dark place, but once this is behind you, you'll be fine. I love flirty outgoing Justin who drools over every hot guy he sees. I get a kick out of seeing who you're going to bring home next, and hell I almost can't wait for it. It's not like I don't join in. Never change who you are because of one stupid fuck. Once people realize we have money, they always want to find a way to take it from us. I've been sued so many times, I can't even keep track of it. Hell, right now, I think legal is dealing with something like 25 lawsuits all trying to get money the easy way. Damian is exactly the same."

"I guess, but it still sucks. Maybe if I just stayed away from horny guys then this wouldn't happen."

"First off, if you stay away from horny guys, you'll never be talking to another guy again over the age of 10, and second, it doesn't matter what you do or don't do, people will still try to take advantage of you for money. Look at the other Justin... Bieber. He had that girl say he got her pregnant just to try and get money from him, and then that kid who said Justin assaulted him while playing laser tag. Those were all clear cases of people wanting their 15 minutes of fame and money. The only thing you're gonna have to learn to do is toughen up babe. Once J.P.'s TV show takes off and the Triple J's become famous, you're gonna be a target and you gotta be ready to handle it. This is probably a good test."

"But I did some of the things that Damian is accusing me of. I did get him drunk, bring him home and fuck his virgin ass."

"Yeah, but not against his will and you certainly didn't do it deliberately knowing he was under the legal drinking age."

"It's so stupid. I can fuck someone at 16, but not take their nude picture until their 18, and can't give them alcohol until they're 19. Who makes up these fucking rules? You almost need a law degree to go out and party. Just to be safe, I'm only having sex with you from now on," I said, repeating myself.

"If you insist," he grinned and lay on top of me to kiss. Blake came in and lay on the bed beside us dressed in his jeans and a t-shirt.

"Are you two gonna be long? Are you gonna have sex or are we having dinner?" He said getting right up close and looking right at us. Colin grinned as he kissed me and then quickly grabbed Blake.

"No we're practicing to give you a raspberry tummy," He yanked Blake's shirt up and dropped his mouth to his belly to give him the required fart sound. Blake shrieked and giggled as he tried to get away. I joined in and the three of us rolled around on the bed for a while attacking each other. It somehow morphed into a pillow fight and we had to be careful not to hit Blake so hard that it sent him flying across the room. I hit Colin as hard as I could, and got back what I gave, but we both slowed it down for Blake, who was giving us no such courtesy in return. Then when we tired of that, Blake jumped on Colin's back for a ride downstairs to the kitchen.

"Dude, watch where you're kicking," Colin said casually as Blake's foot kept kicking him in the nuts. Being just in his underwear, they were an easy target.

"Then go faster," Blake giggled. "That's how you make a horse go fast."

"I don't think you kick him in the nuts," Colin corrected laughing as he sped up and ran Blake around the great room before dumping him on a kitchen chair. Troy was making dinner with Marvin' and we were having stew, or stew-like substance. I set the table while Colin ran back upstairs to put clothes on. Too bad, I like him in just his underwear. During the meal, Troy said that he and Marvin' were going to California next week for a few days.

"I'm going to check out what it would be like to live there in case I decide to move," Troy said as we talked. I felt like I'd been punched in the gut some more. I want Troy to have an amazing life and Marvin' is a great guy, but I sure don't want him moving away. I guess this is how parents feel when their kids finally leave home. I always thought they hugged you goodbye with tears in their eyes and as soon as the front door closed, they partied till dawn, finally free of their kids. I wouldn't feel much like partying when anyone moved away. I liked Kyle, Troy, Jason, Alex and Blake living here. It made the house alive and fun. Not to mention hot and sexy when everyone brought someone home to play with; Jordan, Aaron, Kurt, Patrick, J.P., Ryan, Marvin', and the list goes on. I tried not to react to Troy's announcement, but my face must have given it away. "Don't worry, I'm not moving anytime soon. I gotta finish school first and then decide. We're just gonna have a few days away."

"You know you can't drink until you're 21, and they all have guns, and no health care, and are still homophobic, and you can't get married," I said trying to think up reasons why he shouldn't move.

"We can get married now," `Marvin' said "They abolished prop 8, so now it's legal."

"Yeah, but don't try to honeymoon in Texas or Florida. You'd scare those people and they have a stand your ground law which means they can shoot you if they feel threatened."

`Marvin' laughed. "It's not that bad. I don't agree with some of the law, but the right to defend yourself if threatened is important."

"Agreed, but not killing someone just because they scare you. If someone breaks into your house and threatens you or your family, damn straight, take whatever means is required to protect yourself. But when some black kid walking down the street wearing a hoodie can be gunned down just because the white guy thinks he's a threat, that's bullshit."

"People think twice if they figure they might get shot by doing something wrong," `Marvin' fired back.

"No they don't. They just arm themselves heavier than the person they think they're going up against. If someone breaks in here, they might be armed with a knife. I can whack them with a bat."

"Or a frying pan," Blake said helpfully holding up a big pan.

"In the States, I'd have to have a gun to protect myself against an intruder. Then he'd just bring a bigger faster gun in case I had a gun. It's a no win scenario."

"It's a hell of a deterrent," `Marvin' replied.

"I'll agree to disagree, because it's one of those types of arguments that will just go in circles. America will never change and I hope Canada never does either. We each live where we're the most comfortable...end of story. Personally I'll choose our low violent crime rate over America's any day."

"Can we agree that both countries have pros and cons and not get into it," Colin said suddenly. "Blake, you can put down the frying pan, now." We laughed as we looked at Blake staring intently at all of us. Those big eyes of his were gonna be the death of me. He looked so innocent and cute. I hoped it would be like that his whole life. I felt like hitting myself for being so stupid. I keep forgetting that Colin is an American from California and he grew up just fine. Even Marvin' wasn't a gun toting fanatic. Those people were a small fraction of the lunatic fringe causing the most noise in America. Kinda like the French fanatics in Quebec. Most Quebecers didn't want to leave Canada, but the politicians scared them into believing their way of life was in jeopardy if they didn't embrace French exclusively, when in fact it was the opposite. Businesses were moving out, or not setting up in Quebec because of their restrictive laws, so the people in Quebec had no choice but to move to where the jobs were, leaving the fanatics behind to scream their case louder. Allow equality for everyone and embrace French like the rest of the country and make it something you are proud of instead of something to scare people with. Like guns in America. Embrace your culture, don't scare others who aren't into it. Wow, where did all that come from? I must be having an emotional soapbox kind of day. Next I'll be picking on straight guys. The only way to stop a straight guy with a boner is a gay guy with a mouth.' That could be my new saying. How good would the world be, if gay guys and straight boys just accepted each other openly and dress fabulously and manscape properly? Each time a straight boy was horny and couldn't find a girl, he'd turn to his gay friend and ask for a blowjob or a quick fuck. Everyone would be happy and satisfied all the time. I will build an empire like that. Justinopolis was back on the drawing board.

"Justin! Hey dude, where did you go?" Troy said snapping his fingers. "You zoned out for a bit."

"Sorry, just thinking of stuff," I replied snapping back to the group. Our conversation turned to Jason's kids and the upcoming trip to P.E.I.

"How old are they, again?" Blake asked

"The twins are 3 and the older boy is 7," Jason explained.

"Are they gonna live here with us?" Blake asked. "I could share my toys if you want, and they could live in my room."

"They will be here for a while if everything goes well, but then we're gonna move to a new house just a couple blocks from here."

"Why? I like this house," Blake complained.

"No, you're staying here with your Dads. Just Uncle Alex, me and the boys would move."

"What about Cory? Will he still get to stay over here when he visits?" Blake said as he stopped eating.

"Of course, and you can always come over to our house too," Alex replied quickly.

"Can't you just keep living here? We have enough room, don't we Dad?" He asked looking at Colin.

"We do, but Jason and Alex want to have their own place with their own family. Just like we have this place with you."

"This sucks the big one," Blake said bluntly. "If everyone is leaving, then this place is not gonna be as much fun. I vote that everyone just stays here," he said putting up his hand.

"Me too," I said putting my hand up.

"Me three," Colin said smiling as he grabbed my other hand and raised his opposite one.

"Me four," Kyle voted.

"Me five," Jordan said shrugging and raising his hand.

Blake laughed. "You can't vote Jordan, `cause you don't live here."

"Okay, I'll move in and then vote," He smiled as he looked at Kyle with a smirk. I could see them living together someday with a group of other cute boys. Kinda like a frat house with benefits.

We were all joking around, but the sentiment was clear. We all wanted them to stay, including Troy and `Marvin' who ironically voted for the guys to stay when they were planning to leave themselves. Deep in our heart, we knew it was the right thing for Jason and Alex to do, but for selfish reasons, I really didn't want them to go. Jason was my other half. A different half to Colin, but my other half nonetheless. I had two extra halves. We finished dinner and Colin and I hung out with Blake, helping him with homework and playing some video games. The others went about doing their own things and I realized what life might be like with just the three of us. Blake was right, it was way more fun with lots of people in the house. I mean I love quiet time like this with just us, but if this was gonna be how the house looked once everyone moved out, it was going to have an echo being so empty. I stuck close to Colin and while I was next to him, none of my other problems seemed to matter.

The next day, it all came flooding back when I was in school and heard Damian run up behind me again. This time I was ready. I hit the record button on my iPhone as I did my best to ignore him.

"Justin, you think any more about my offer?"

"What offer, Damian?" I said sounding annoyed.

"Seriously? I thought you'd jump at the chance to make all this go away. I half expected you to show up with the 25 grand in cash today."

"You misunderstood my reaction yesterday. I have no intention of paying you anything, Damian. I'll take my chance in court."

"Suit yourself, buy I am pretty sure I can find a whole bunch of guys to testify against you and maybe press their own charges, even if I have to have them make shit up."

"Like you did?"

He laughed. "Whatever dude. You're fucking loaded. You wouldn't miss that much money and it would pay my entire tuition. I have to work two jobs just to pay for all this and you skate along with your fancy cars and billionaire boyfriend, not taking anything seriously and throwing people away like used Kleenex."

"Wow, jealous much? I'm sorry I never called you. It was just a one night stand and if I'd known it would affect you so much I'd never have picked you up."

"Guess you're gonna pay for it now, huh? See you in court, Justin. Then when I win, I'm gonna sue you civilly for mental damages. I'm thinking a million dollars."

"I'm thinking that if you had a million dollars worth of brains you wouldn't be trying to make up false accusations, but if you knew better you'd do better."

"Hope you enjoy getting raped in jail, Justin. It'll serve you right," he said in one last shot at me before taking off. I wondered if I would like getting raped in jail. If the guys were cute maybe it'd be okay, but from what I'd seen so far, the guys weren't exactly my type. I wondered if I'll get conjugal visits with Colin. I hear they allow it but you're watched on the security cameras. That would make it hot...I think. I felt a bit freaked out and decided to race to Colin's work and let him hear the recording. The secretary let me go straight in to see him and he was surprised and excited to see me.

"Is this a booty call, honey?" He asked with a giant smile.

"Maybe! But you gotta hear this first." I said as I played him the recording.

"Holy shit, he's admitting to extortion. We gotta get this over to Sam and see if we can get the charges dropped with it."

We almost ran out of the office and down the street to Sam's offices. We had to wait 15 minutes to see him, and the whole time I think I was twitching with excitement. He greeted us warmly and took us into his office. I could clearly see where the money we were paying him was going. His office was incredible. We let him listen to the recording and waited for his response. It certainly wasn't what I expected.

"It's damaging, for sure, but we may not be able to use it in court. Did anyone hear him actually say this so it can be verified?" Sam asked. I felt like someone had taken the air out of me.

"No, it was just him and me. Nate was there yesterday when he initially said it," I said thinking back.

"Would he testify to that?"

"I'm sure he would."

"Then we can use this to our advantage. If I can make a copy, I'll send it over to the prosecution and them know we have a witness. I'll also send the information we have about the fake identification and try for the charges to be dropped."

"Do you think it'll work?" Colin asked.

"Like I said. It's damaging, but it's just a small part of the overall charges. The most serious accusations are that you gave him alcohol underage and then raped him. Those won't go away as easily. Even if we can prove that he used fake I.D. to get in, there may be a case he can file against the Slam'r for negligence, and that would go against the owners. Then he alleged that you took advantage of him in his drunken state to have sex. This is the one that would be the hardest to prove. It'll be your word against his and if there was any anal damage, whether created by you or self-inflicted, it would carry the sexual assault charge."

I felt sick. I thought we could just show he was an asshole and this would all go away. "So what do we do?" I asked.

"We keep fighting until I let you know otherwise. We've only just begun Justin. Don't change who you are, but maybe reduce the one night stands with drunk guys for now. It's possible that he is watching for you to slip up."

"No worries there. I'm going to be totally monogamous."

I think both Sam and Colin looked at each other and grinned. It was as if they didn't believe me. How rude. "Just a question for you in case it come up again, but would you be willing to settle out of court with Damian if I think it's in your best interest?"

"We will," Colin said quickly. "Whatever it takes."

"Don't get your hopes up. This isn't American TV. Once a charge is filed against you, only the crown can drop it. Damian can't say he's not willing to press charges since he's already filed the accusation. All that can happen is he would change his testimony and give conflicting information that would make the crown less likely to pursue prosecution."

"So what if I go and offer him the money and tell him to change his story? Can I make it go away?"

"Don't do that!" Sam said quickly. "If we go down that road, we will do it as a settlement out of court, officially."

"God, I just want this to be over."

"I know, but it's just got started. Have patience and we'll get through it. Best thing I can advise is to keep people around you in University as witnesses in case Damian approaches you again and record the dates and times he approaches you so we can pull video footage when the time is right."

"Okay, thanks Sam. Sorry to put you through all this."

"That's my job, Justin. You'll be alright. Just stay calm and go about your life as normal."

"Are any of your clients hit men that I could hire?" I asked as we stood up to shake hands.

"I'll pretend you never asked that," he smiled as he walked us out.

As we got back to Colin's office he turned and hugged me tight. "You'll be alright baby, I promise."

I broke down a little a melted into him as I felt tears roll down my cheeks. "I really fucked up our life didn't I? Just because I couldn't keep it in my pants."

"Nah, not at all. And to be honest, you barely wear pants," he joked as he held me tighter. If I could just stay like this I'd be okay. Maybe we could buy a remote island out of Canadian jurisdiction and start our own country. He decided to leave work early and we went home together. I found myself sticking close to him for the rest of the night and wasn't talkative at all. I was so sure that my recording would have made this all go away and then to be told it wasn't over. I felt like I was on a rollercoaster without one of those restraining devices.

I did my best to ignore Damian all week and made sure I had someone around me the whole time. I stuck to our group closely and Kyle walked me to and from places when he could, as did Nate. One of the highlights of my week was when Tripp saw me at the lunch table with my friends and joined us. He flirted with the girls, called Dickson the cutest hot buttered biscuit he'd ever seen, and told Nate if he tried it, he'd like it. He reached over and adjusted Linda boobs as he said she was looking lopsided. She thanked him and Nate's mouth fell open in shock. If a straight boy did that, he'd be getting slapped or charged with sexual assault. I know how that feels. With so many people hanging around me, I felt like I had my own personal bodyguards, and then wondered if maybe I should hire one. He would have to be hot and buff though and have people jealous of me for having such a hot guy around me all the time. Maybe I could have him wear a black suit and glasses and talk into his sleeve a lot. Friday night the house was a flurry of activity as we all packed for the overnight hiking trip on Saturday with Blake and his Scout troop. Their motto was "Be Prepared" and that meant I'd normally pack lube, Kleenex, blindfold, handcuffs and vibrating dildo, but this time I just packed the regular camping stuff. Jason had gone over to pick up Cory as he was spending the night at our house, and we all went shopping for the right food to put in the backpacks. I was going to be butch outdoor man and I flashed back to the trips that Alex and I used to take before I became a sex criminal. Strangely those flashbacks had him and me naked having sex, so I flashed back further to when we were pre-teens and camped in our back yard. Even then I remember it being all about you show me mine and I'll you you yours... No, I said that right! I guess I've been a pervert my whole life, although at 12 I think I was more of a pre-vert. I grabbed some chocolate bars and chips. I mean if I'm going to give up sex, I have to have something to replace it with, and I hear when you give up an addiction, you take up binge eating. You should try chocolate dipped ripple chips. Almost as good as sex. Mmmmm...sex! Drool!

"Dad, you can't take a whole backpack full of junk food," Blake said looking up at me. "We have to buy food that we can carry too. You have tons of tins. They're heavy." He handed me some dried food and then ziplock bags that he said we could empty the cans of food into so it was lighter, and then squish down to fit in the backs."

"You're a little genius huh?" I smiled as I thought that was a great idea. Why doesn't anyone think of this stuff?

"I keep telling you that, duh!" He said as he skipped off with Kyle and Cory to get drink crystals. I should maybe try crystal, but I doubt you could get it at Safeway. I hear the type you buy on the street makes your dick go limp, so maybe I'll look into it. It'll be medical crack. Mmmm, I like crack... a nicely showered shaved and smooth crack with a pink hole.

We filled up our shopping cart with all sorts of food. I think we were hungry as the cart had about a hundred times more things than we'd need for an overnight hike. Colin had selected steaks and chicken, which Blake gave him shit for as he said we couldn't carry those and handed him a pack of hot dogs.

"Here Dad, these are better for camp. We need marshmallows, chocolate and graham crackers for s'mores. Be right back." He ran off to get them and I looked at Colin.

"So what do you think, honey? Are hot dogs better than steaks and chicken?" I asked with a smirk.

"When you're 12 they are," he grinned.

I looked at Alex. "S'mores. Amazing how the one thing that just keeps going generation after generation is s'mores," I said as I put my arm around him.

"Natch! Chocolate and marshmallows. The perfect camp food. High in sugar and yumminess," he agreed.

"Yumminess?" I chuckled.

"You think we have enough food?" Kyle asked. "Are we planning on living in the woods forever or just overnight?"

"We don't want to starve," I told him. "Always better to take extra in case we get stuck in a cave or fall down a ravine."

"Maybe we could put it all in a motorized cart or something so we can get it all to camp," he suggested.

"Yeah, like a golf cart," Colin offered.

"It's a hiking trip. I think we're supposed to walk it all in, otherwise it's just camp," Alex grinned. Before we left we had to get a second cart and almost had that full before we made it to the checkout. I wondered if they would mind if we ate some of it before we paid for it. I was killer hungry.

Once we got home Blake & Cory set about making the menus and putting the food aside for each meal as we sat at the kitchen counter watching them. After all, they were the Boy Scouts and it was their trip. I would fill my own pack with extra junk food once they went to bed. I figure for an overnighter, I just need a change of socks, some underwear and maybe a shirt and pants. I had to laugh at Colin as he packed. He had hair gel, his razor, three shirts and two pairs of pants, and a couple of jackets and a pair of extra shoes.

"Dude, that shit is gonna weigh 200 lbs. Just take the basics," I said showing him my pack, which I was pretty proud of. Having camped a lot with Alex, I really was good at it, but since this was Blake's big trip, I pretended not to know anything so he could teach us what he knew. Colin followed my lead and packed what I did. We were looking pretty streamlined by the time we were finished and dropped our stuff downstairs. Blake looked like he had as much as we did and we offered to carry some of his stuff, but he said that he had to do it on his own. He and Cory played around for the rest of the night and ran off to bed without even being told.

The rest of us retired early and I was actually exhausted, albeit somewhat horny. I lay there as Colin inserted himself into me and rode me like Skytrain at rush hour. He packed himself in and banged up against me nonstop until it was time to exit, completely exhausted. I happily fell into a deep sleep for the night as we cuddled. I dreamt of super cute and sexy, horny zombies chasing me insisting that I must have sex with them, but only after I killed one straight boy for each sex session. By the time I woke up I was seriously looking forward to meeting a zombie one day.

I headed down to breakfast after Colin and I showered together. Blake & Cory were both in their Scout uniforms, and Blake was sitting at the table with his backpack on. I didn't ask and just sat down to have something to eat. Kyle stumbled down still half asleep and half naked looking as if he'd been up all night. Jordan and Aaron were right behind him, looking just as tired.

"Where's Colin?" Kyle asked his voice a little croaky. It's what we in the gay world call cum throat. Well, that's what I call it.

"He was just getting dressed when I left him." I hit the intercom and asked him what he was doing.

"Just ironing my shirt for the trip," he replied. I laughed. If there was one things about Colin he was always dressed perfectly.

"It's a camping trip dude. You're allowed to have wrinkled shirts."

"Okay, straight boy. I'll throw on something from the hamper and come down spitting."

"I'd pay to see that," Alex said as he and Jason strolled down the back stairs to the kitchen. We had a quick breakfast joined eventually by an impeccably dressed Colin in his hiking boots. He looked like a cross between an outdoor man from the GQ catalogue, and an Abercrombie model. Good thing I was married to him or I'd figure he was too hot for me. We loaded the SUV's and headed to the school parking lot to meet all the other Scouts and leaders. There was about 30 of us in total and as the Troop leader had all the scouts get in their horseshoe to talk to them, the adults stood aside to talk to each other. Most were older than us as they were the Dad's, but one guy was an older brother. He wasn't my type as he was pretty muscular, built kinda like a football player. He said he used to be in this Scout Troop when he was a kid and promised his little brother he'd go on the hike. We introduced ourselves and prepared to head to the trail head. We loaded up the vehicles, got a map to the camp, which Cory had upside down until Alex showed him how to read it. I didn't even know they still made maps. It took about an hour to get to the parking area where the trail began. The Scouts jumped into action like a precision invasion force. Packs were hauled out. They helped each other put them on and fastened them correctly, pulling on all the straps and hip belt to make them fit properly. I was looking around for Starbucks. The boys were ready to go and the senior Scouts took the lead. It was a great trail through the woods and along the edge of a cliff at times, and then finally down to the lake. We stopped a few times to have trail snacks, water and rest. It seemed the adults did more resting than the boys. Colin held my hand a few times as we walked along slowly toward the back of the pack. It was nice being outdoors with him like this. Alex snuck up behind us and whispered in our ears.

"Get a room, you two!"

"We have a room. It's a nylon room and we're carrying it on our backs. If you see a sock hanging on the tent flap, just come back later," I retorted as I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Why, you gonna be doing laundry?"

We made small talk the whole way there and both Blake and Cory stuck with the Scouts, almost pretending not to know us.

At one point along the trail I almost emptied myself into my pants as we rounded a corner and saw a giant Moose just a few feet ahead. The boys all froze and the Scout leader immediately took charge and told the boys not to move and be quiet. He didn't have to tell me not to move as I was frozen in place. The things head was larger than my whole body. It was directly on the trail and as we saw it, it saw us. It looked at all of us like we were snack food, but must have decided we weren't worth the effort as it turned and slowly walked off into the bushes. The boys all began talking at once and snapping pictures of it as it left.

"That was so scary," one young Scout said. "I thought he was going to eat us."

"Moose are herbivores, boys. Does anyone know what that means?"

"They only eat herbs!" One boy said as he put up his hand.

"Close. They only eat plants and not meat. You would be considered meat, so he wouldn't eat you. However, like any animal, if you startle it, it would defend itself and something that size could easily injure or kill you, so when you see it, stand still. They're just as scared of you as you are of them."

"I doubt that," said another Scout causing a few others to laugh.

"Scouter Jim, shouldn't we leave before the rest of the herd comes through?" One of the patrol leaders asked.

"We'll keep moving, but Moose don't move in herds. They are pretty much lonely travelers."

You could see the adrenaline in the boys as they were a lot more animated and excited. I smiled as I saw Cory pull back a bit and get closer to Jason. He wasn't so obvious as to look scared, but he also wasn't bouncing ahead naively unaware of any danger. He was strategically placing himself within reach of his big brother. Blake was still bouncing ahead naively, until he realized Cory wasn't right beside him and then held back. Not so much to be with us as to be around his best friend.

We arrived at the campsite in early afternoon and the boys went about setting up their tents and getting the area ready. I'm telling you, the Canadian military doesn't move with such speed and precision. Both guys in our military were probably Boy Scouts though. Once the camp was set up, the boys lined up for the inspection by the leaders. I hope our tent wasn't going to be inspected. It looked like a bomb had gone off in it. Colin, Kyle and I were in one tent, while Alex and Jason were in a tent by themselves. I figured we would just relax now, but I was wrong. The Scouts had decided to work on their Sailor merit badge or Lost at Sea badge or something as they began building a raft to use in the lake. They were pulling dead branches from all over the forest and it looked like they had enough wood to build a small city. Twine and ropes began appearing and they set about lashing and tying things together. They even put a mast up and a few of the boys took off their shirts to use as a sail. It seemed a bit cold to be running around shirtless, but it never seems to bother younger guys. Another team of boys was building a sauna and using plastic to cover it over. This was more something I could enjoy. A nice warm sauna, and I'd built a few of these in my time with Alex. Once they were ready, they launched the raft, and it floated, at least until they added too many boys and it took on water. They decided to add more logs to it and then strip to underwear so they wouldn't get all their clothes wet. I was cold just watching them. A few of the fathers were making the same comments. Once the sauna was ready we were invited to have a look. They had used a portable stove in the centre and a small frying pan. The idea was to heat up the pan and pour water on it to create the steam to heat the sauna. The leader explained that they used to heat rocks over a fire and then carry the rocks in, but with 21st century camping, this was more environmentally friendly. The stove certainly made the inside of the sauna a lot warmer and I'd learned that the last time I'd made one with Alex. The boys had done a good job on sealing it up. I was impressed. It could hold about 6 people and the first ones, who were the older boys, stripped and went inside. After about 10 minutes, the first Scout ran out and dove into the ice cold lake. Fool! Nothing like seeing a full moon disappear into the lake. He swam back, got out of the water shivering, and raced back to the sauna. The other boys did the same thing and nothing was said about the couple of boys sporting semi erections. At that age, they get erections if someone sneezes. At my age, I get erections like that too, so who could blame a Scout. They dried off after their plunge into the ice water and then invited the adults to go in next. Some of the fathers undressed and went in to see what it was all about. I held back as I was sure that as horny as I was, it wouldn't be a good idea to sit in a little room with a few naked men in close proximity. There'd be an erection you could hang things on and they might all get the wrong idea. The men came out and splashed in the water. Some of the younger guys had already taken their clothes off and were waiting. Most didn't seem shy at all about being nude, but the odd one was holding back nervously. I remember those days. You got a boner and didn't want anyone to know as you were embarrassed. No one told us that it happened to all boys, so you figured there was something wrong with you, especially when so many others were running around without one. Blake and Cory were on the raft in their underwear and having a great time paddling out to sea. They weren't allowed to go out too far as they didn't have life jackets and the diligent leaders were standing a close watch in case anything went wrong. After a few hours of water fun, everyone was dried off, dressed and preparing supper. Colin and I cooked our hot dogs for the guys, while Blake and Cory hung out with their patrol members. After supper, it was getting dark, so it was a game of capture the flag next. Adults were invited to play and half took the Scouts up on the offer.

I loved watching Colin hiding behind trees and crawling on the ground. It was nice to see him getting dirty for once. So much for his nice pressed shirt and clean clothes. We got captured a couple of times, once by Blake, the little traitor. He said we had to stay in prison until someone let us out. Seems like this was a prelude to the rest of my life. Colin put his arm around me as we sat in the makeshift prison, consisting of nothing more than a rope perimeter. "It's okay, baby, this prison is easy to escape from," he said noticing that I'd gone quiet.

"It's not that," I said. "It's that my cellmate isn't trying to have sex with me," I pouted looking up at him and batting my eyelashes. He put his arms around me and I repositioned myself so that I was sitting between his legs with my back against his chest and his arms holding me. If this was what prison would be like, I'd be okay as long as Colin could go with me. Another couple Scouts were brought to prison and dropped off. They sat down and looked at us.

"Are you Blake's Dad's?" One of them asked

"Yep." I answered.

"So, are you like gay or something?"

"Would it matter?" I asked.

"No to me, but my Dad says it's wrong for two guys to be with each other," he said casually.

I was about to grab my soap box, but Colin held me tight and said, "That's the thing about free speech. Everyone is entitled to their opinion, no matter how stupid it is."

The Scout just smiled. "Yeah, I just ignore him. I figure some of the Scouts are gay and they're my friends, so it's no big deal. My Dad is old so he doesn't know about stuff like I do. How come you guys aren't as old as my Dad?"

"Long story, but I'm glad to hear you have an open mind," Colin said.

"Yeah, my mind is always open. My Mom says I have verbal diarrhea."

"Gross, said the other `prisoner'." They both laughed and we began plotting our escape. The only way out of prison is if one of your own team mates came and undid the rope around the prison area, signifying a breach in the wall. But we were guarded by one of their team who was patrolling carefully. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw one of the older Scouts on our team, slithering along the ground covered in branches. This kid could be part of Delta Force. I nudged Colin and he looked over, as did the other two boys with us. The Scout in the grass shook his head as if to tell us to ignore him. I suppose with all of us staring at his location, it was kinda giving him away, so we looked elsewhere and began our planning. One Scout threw a rock into the woods away from our rescuer to attract his attention which worked as he went to see what the noise was. Our rescue was imminent. I whispered to Colin to remember this technique in case I needed it someday soon. He got up beside the rope and just as he was about done, two members of the other team arrived with another prisoner and caught him in the act. He was imprisoned with us. Our cell was getting full. The boys talked as if we weren't there and said they would be playing cards in their tent later.

"What game?" Asked the Delta Force commando.

"Poker," replied the older boy next to him.

"I didn't bring any money. We should play for food or something," he suggested.

"We're playing for clothes," the other replied.

"I'm not walking home naked," one of them complained.

"It's just for the night. You get them back in the morning."

"Oh, then that's okay. I'm not shy, but I have no intention of losing so bring it on. We should get some of the younger guys. We could beat them easily."

"Yeah, we could make them run around camp naked if they want to keep playing."

"Big deal. Everyone's been running around naked all day."

"Yeah but in the dark, we could shine flashlights on them when they least expect it and everyone could watch." The boys laughed and then talked about where they thought the flag was so when they escaped, they could go get it. I began planning my own game of strip poker with Colin and the guys. Except the loser wouldn't have to run around naked, he'd have to give us blow jobs or lie down for a good pounding. It's the difference between straight strip poker and gay strip poker. Our rescuers came rushing in like the Cavalry. Four of them attacked at once, taking our prison guard hostage and untying our rope barrier. We raced out of there fast, although I would have been happy sitting in Colin's arms against the tree for the rest of the night. Our team found the flag and the game was over. The boys had an hour of free time before the evening campfire. The adults hung around getting things ready and talking, while the boys disappeared to do their own thing. I of course was curious about the strip poker and kept watching for one boy to come screaming out of a tent like a white naked ghost. I got up to take a piss and deliberately walked past the tent where the most noise was coming from.

"You lose," said one boy. "Time for the pants dude. One more and you'll be running naked."

"Dream on. I'm just letting you win. Plus you're all just jealous `cause you wanna see my big dick."

"Yeah, that's it. We wanna see your hairy nutsack."

The boys howled with laughter as they teased the boy about wanting to see hairy nutsacks. He tried in vain to convince them he was being sarcastic, but it only made it worse. "You know who's got a big dick for a small kid is Blake," one of them said.

"You were checking out guys dicks?" Another said.

"So were all of you. It's only natural. We all do it, just some of us are more secure in ourselves than others to be able to admit it. "That kid has a dick bigger than most of us."

"Maybe he's gay like his Dad's. My sister says gay guys have bigger dicks than other guys because they need them to be able to have sex."

"What difference does that make?" Asked another voice.

"Think about it stupid. Gay guys put their dicks in each other's bums, so they have to be longer to fit. That's how you know who is gay and who is straight."

"By the size of their penis?" One asked unsure.

"Trust me. If you have a big penis you're gay. If you have a small dick, you're straight. So Chris, didn't you say you had a big dick?" The guys howled with laughter again and teased him even more. He tried to back pedal and say it was average for a guy his age. You could tell by the deeper voices that they guys in the tent were the older boys. The younger ones were up to their own games around camp. Some were chopping wood for the campfire, others were playing tag or in their tents. I wouldn't be surprised if some of them had fallen asleep. The older guys were fascinated with dicks and embarrassing each other.

"Have you ever had sex?" One boy asked from inside the tent.

"Sure, all the time," another bragged, usually meaning he hadn't.

"Bullshit," someone else said quickly. "I'll bet you've never even seen a girl naked. The closest I got so far was a girl who let me feel her boobs after I showed her my dick."

"Who?"

"You don't know her. She goes to another school."

"You guys are so full of it. We're all still virgins and you know it. The only guys I know aren't are the ones doing it with each other."

"Does that count?" Someone asked. "If two guys do it, I mean. Does that mean you're not a virgin anymore?"

"Only if they do it in the bum. My sister says that guys give better blowjobs than girls because they know how a penis works."

"Weird. No way I could do that. Would you?"

"Nah, but I did get a blowjob from a guy once," he admitted to the group. The tent went quiet.

"By a guy?"

"Yeah. I was asleep at camp and woke up and he was doing it, so I just pretended to stay asleep until he finished. We never talked about it and I don't think he knows I know."

"Gross. What did he do with your, you know...your stuff?"

"Swallowed it I guess. I dunno, I didn't open my eyes to see."

"Who was it?"

"I'm not sure I should say. I think he was just curious. Plus if you say anything, he might not do it again."

"Come on. Tell us. Maybe one of us can get a blowjob if he sleeps in our tent." I held my breath and hoped it wasn't Blake or Cory.

"Greg," he said quietly.

"No way. My assistant? I've slept with him in the tent lots of times and he's never done anything."

"That you know of," another said. "Sleep naked and see what he does. If you catch him, tell him to give us all blowjobs or you'll let everyone know he's a cocksucker."

I wasn't sure I liked how this was going. No way I was going to let this kid be blackmailed. There's enough of that going around already and bullying isn't going to be allowed on my watch. They all seemed pretty excited at the idea. Probably not so much at embarrassing Greg as at the thought of getting their first blowjob.

"If he doesn't do anything, maybe you could ask Blake's Dads. I'm sure they do it all the time."

"Do you think Blake gets lots of blowjobs?"

"We should ask him. With a dick as big as his, he's gotta be gay and if his Dads are, he probably is too."

The conversation seemed to stall at that point, so I quickly headed off. First to find Blake. He was in his tent with Cory and a couple of other boys. "Hey guys, how's it going?"

"Good. We're just telling ghost stories," Cory said with bright eyes holding the flashlight under his chin to illuminate his face.

"Well try not to scare each other too much, or you'll be awake all night," I smiled.

"They're just stories, Dad. They're not real. We're not little kids ya know," Blake replied trying to sound all tough.

"No argument there. Carry on!" I smiled. "I think the campfire is going to begin shortly if you want to join everyone." I noticed that the one set of sleeping bags was zipped together and I had a feeling it belonged to Cory and Blake. I thought I should do some quick parenting. "Blake can I see you for a second?"

He crawled out of the tent and we went out of earshot. "Buddy, did you and Cory zip your sleeping bags together?"

"Yeah, we always do. It's way warmer," he said without hesitation.

"I think maybe you should sleep separately tonight."

"How come? We always sleep together," he asked looking disappointed.

"I know, but at camp it's better if you sleep in separate beds. Just make sure you change into dry, clean clothes and you'll stay warmer and be more comfortable."

"I always sleep naked though, Dad."

"I know, but just trust me for tonight okay. I have my reasons for asking. Just do this for me okay. At home, you can sleep in the same bed all you want. You just don't want the older boys to get the wrong idea."

"The wrong idea about what?"

"About whether you prefer boys or girls."

"That's silly. I prefer boys. Girls are stupid, except my girlfriend when she's not being all girlie."

"I'll explain later, but please do this for me tonight."

"Okay."

"Promise?"

"I promise," he said not sounding happy about it. I put my arm on his shoulder and thanked him. This would be a whole other conversation at a different time. If he wanted to sleep with Cory, he could do it, but the last thing I wanted for him was to be bullied by older boys just because they misunderstood two friends sleeping in the same bed. I went in search of Greg as he deserved the same warning. He was one of the older boys, probably 13 or 14. This one would be different as I didn't know him. He was sitting on a log whittling a piece of wood. I sat beside him.

"Hey Greg. What you making?"

"Nothing much. Just wasting time," he said smiling at me.

"Can I talk to you for a minute?"

"Sure."

"So I don't know exactly how to start this, but maybe I could hint and you'll get the idea."

He looked at me with a quizzical expression.

"Sometimes boys your age get curious about things and of course hormones are raging. You want to explore your feelings, but if you're not careful others could try to take advantage of you."

He looked me up and down rapidly. "Ummm, are you hitting on me or something? I know you're gay, and it's okay, but I'm not gay and I wouldn't feel right about doing it with Blake's Dad."

I think he admitted he was actually gay in that conversation, but I wasn't sure. "No, I'm not hitting on you. I just want you to be careful when and how you explore your curiosity. There's nothing wrong with trying new things and seeing what you like and dislike, but always get permission first, okay. How old are you?"

"14," he replied.

"Just be careful, okay. Don't do something with someone sexually unless they give you permission okay. They could use it against you and hurt you."

He looked at me again and swallowed hard. I wasn't trying to scare him, just protect him against a world of hurt. "He gave me permission. In fact it was his idea," he said.

"Greg. I'm not saying you did anything. I'm just saying that if you do something with someone and they try to use it against you, you could end up being picked on by others who want the same thing."

"Oh god! I'm sorry. I won't do it again. I thought he wanted it. Please don't tell anyone. I'm not gay. It was just a mistake."

"Relax Greg. I've done it tons of times myself, but I had permission ahead of time."

"Really? You fucked Blake too?"

"Huh? What? No... I was talking about giving someone a blowjob when you thought they were sleeping. Wait, you fucked Blake?"

"He asked me to. In fact he started it," he stammered nervously and I almost wished I had chosen a time other than when he had a knife in his hands.

"I have no doubt of that. Okay, listen carefully. I wasn't talking about that, and Blake is just as horny as any kid in puberty, so as long as you both agreed, I don't care. I'm talking about giving someone a blowjob while they sleep. Sometimes they're not actually asleep. If you do that and they don't want it, they could cause problems for you and tell their friends who will try to get you to blow them and so on until you're the town cocksucker. Do you understand that?"

"I think so. I only blew Blake once though and he was awake. We did that 69 thing."

"This isn't about Blake. Just take my advice tonight, don't do anything in your tent tonight. It's a setup to test you. Is that blunt enough?"

"Uhhh, yeah. Sure. Thanks," he said looking down at his feet and shuffling them back and forth. "So can I ask you a question?"

"Of course."

"What if I am gay?"

"What if you are? It doesn't change who you are. Just be yourself and find a guy that is also gay and who likes you. If you're looking out for each other together, then it doesn't matter what others think."

"You're gay, right?"

"Right."

"Would you teach me stuff?"

"No, but I'll be happy to talk to you at any time about what you're feeling or going through. I also think you should look for boys your own age. Blake is still a little young to be sure of what he wants, but he's certainly curious about sex."

"I don't know any boys my own age that are gay, or would admit it. I only knew Blake liked it `cause I accidentally saw him and Cory doing stuff."

"Again, it's just boy curiosity. Doesn't mean they're gay. I can probably help you find guys your own age, or show you what to look for."

"That would be cool thanks. Can you also tell me how to make it not hurt when you know...," he looked around "...get things put in your bum?"

I laughed quietly. "I think that's a whole different conversation for another time. For now, just don't do anything tonight with anyone and if you're horny, go into the woods and jerk off. Best way to cure those feelings is to take care of it yourself."

I got up and left and hoped he'd listen. I was still a little shocked to learn that he'd fucked Blake, although not as surprised to learn it was Blake's idea. That I actually believed. I found Colin sitting next to the fire and the Scouts were slowly arriving to join in. They made s'mores, sang camp songs, and had hot chocolate as the fire burned keeping us all warm.

As we sat around the campfire, Alex leaned in against me. "This sure brings back a lot of memories of our trips, huh?"

"Yeah, I miss doing this. When did we grow up and stop hanging out like this?"

"No one says we have to. I wouldn't mind going back to the tent and having some fun like old times. Something about being outside makes me super horny," he said quietly.

"Probably the fresh air," I whispered back.

"I wanna fuck you!" He said getting right against my ear and so quietly that I almost didn't hear him. My dick heard him though and sprung to life. Alex leaned over me and whispered to Colin. "You mind if I take your husband to the tent for a while?"

He grinned and replied, "Not if you don't mind if I take yours to the other tent."

"Deal. We'll be back in a few minutes." He stood up and I followed. We got back to my tent and crawled inside. It didn't take us long to strip and get personal with each other. We began by kissing and rubbing crotches like old times before we flipped around to 69. Once Alex's tongue went into my hole I think he turned on my horny switch as we went into overdrive and had to remind ourselves to be quiet and not moan out loud. I pulled his legs way back and drive my face into his smooth hole. For each lick he gave me, I reciprocated. He fingered my hole and added lots of spit. He was getting me ready, and once he was convinced I was at the point of no return he got behind me and inserted himself and fucked me hard. I had to put my face down on the sleeping bag to keep from crying out. He bit my neck and I felt myself blowing my load without even touching myself. I moaned almost silently and clamped my ass in times with my cock pulsing cum out of me. I could feel Alex's breathing increase and he shot his load inside. I was going to have to use those nasty outdoor toilets with the scary giant holes. Not to mention I was going to have to wipe the cum off my sleeping bag now. Alex pulled out and we lay together for a few minutes breathing hard.

"That was fun!" I said kissing him.

"We should get back to the campfire," he said as we both got dressed. I grabbed a sock and wiped up the mess the best I could. The whole tent smelled like sex. We crawled out and back to the fire. Colin, Jason and Kyle were missing and I quickly looked over at the other tent and wondered if they were going at it too. I grinned to myself when I saw Kyle heading back from behind a tree.

"Where'd everyone go?" He asked knowingly. "And how come I wasn't invited?"

"We just went to do our taxes," Alex said trying not to grin.

"Taxes huh? Who got the biggest rebate? So are Colin and Jason making out now?"

"Probably since I just took his husband to bed," Alex admitted.

"God, I love our lives," Kyle said. "I just hope someone has something left for me tonight."

15 minutes later, Colin and Jason returned. "That was fast," Alex said.

They both ignored him and sat down on the log with us. The boys were still telling campfire stories and jokes which went on for a while until the leader told them to head for bed, and reminded them to change out of the clothes they had been wearing all day to avoid being cold at night.

"I think I'm heading for bed too," Kyle said. "I need to get ready for the two of you," he said licking his lips.

Blake and Cory came up and hugged us good night in a manly sort of way as to not embarrass themselves in front of the other Scouts. Another half hour later and the leaders did their rounds and headed for their own tents. I volunteered to put out the fire before Colin and I headed for bed. We could hear the boys all talking in low voices. Mostly about the day or a video game they liked. In Blake's tent, they were talking about penises and I stopped to listen. I wanted to make sure they weren't setting Greg up, or taking advantage of Blake, although knowing my son, he would be the one taking advantage of a situation. It was basic boy talk so we went to the tent. We crawled in and found Kyle fast asleep half in his bag. He was still fully clothed. All he'd managed to remove was his shoes.

"Should we put him to bed properly?" Colin asked. I agreed and went for his pants. "We could just zip him into his bag," Colin suggested shaking his head at me.

"We wouldn't want him to get cold," I reminded him. I unzipped his bag and stripped off his pants and shirt. I put a new shirt on him as Colin helped. Kyle really was dead to the world and it's not easy to undress and then redress someone. I guess the lack of sleep and fresh air had knocked him out. "Should we take off his underwear and give him a nice fuck to warm him up before we go to sleep ourselves?"

"Maybe just changing his underwear would be fine," Colin laughed. "No doubt he'll be horny when he wakes up and I'm sure he'll want some attention that we can help with."

"Fine. Party pooper," I said as I pulled Kyle's underwear off, adjusted his penis, just for the fun of it and pulled a new pair of shorts onto him. We repositioned him in his sleeping bag and zipped him in. He looked so cute. Colin and I quickly undressed and slid into our own bag to spoon. I felt him rubbing his cock against my hole until he was hard and then pushed inside. "That's the way we should fall asleep."

"I can feel Alex's cum in your ass still. Natural lube is always best," Colin whispered as he nibbled on my ear.

"And I can still smell my brother on your cock," I whispered back.

"Touché," he said as he pushed all the way in and slowly fucked me. We took our time and he stroked my cock in unison with fucking.

"You should get one of my socks for when I cum. We don't want to sleep in the wet spot," I said helpfully. He reached over and handed me one. I was going to run out of socks if this kept up. As soon as I was ready I put the sock over my dick and blasted a small load into it. Colin kept fucking me and I hate to say it, but I think I fell asleep before he finished. Just goes to show how happy and comfortable he makes me. In the morning Colin called it right. Kyle was awake and horny. None of us wanted to get out of the bags as they were nice and warm, so Kyle rolled over on top of us in his and kissed us. It didn't take long for his hands to get inside our double bag and reach for the things he really wanted. Once we were warmed up nicely, he unzipped our bag and went down on both of us taking our morning loads and helping us get rid of the morning wood. We returned the favour. Colin blew him as I rimmed his hole which was a nice way to wake up. I wanted to go back to sleep, but we could all hear the boys up and moving around. We dragged ourselves out of the tent and went for a piss and a splash of water at the edge of the lake. Talk about an icy wake up call.

"Good morning Justin, Colin," Blake said as he walked by with three of the older boys. He was obviously trying to act cool, by calling us by our first names.

"Hey, morning Blake. You sleep okay last night?"

"Yeah we stayed up pretty late, after the younger kids went to sleep," he said.

Last time I looked he was one of the younger kids, but I just smiled and nodded. We went to say high to everyone and get some coffee that had been made. Alex and Jason were already there and everyone looked like they needed a shower. The only way to get clean was to dip in the lake and there was no way I was going in there until the outside temperature got considerably better. After a breakfast of really disgusting oatmeal, the Troop decided to hike up a hill before we headed back. "So we're hiking up a hill, before we hike home?" I asked just to make sure I'd heard them right. Sounds like the trips that Alex and I used to do. It is so much easier without backpacks, so I was up for it. We cleaned up from breakfast and I saw Kyle drop down and hold his ankle. I ran up and asked if he was okay.

"I think I twisted my ankle," he replied. "I just need a minute."

"Well we have a long walk home, so I think you should stay here and not go up the hill. I'll stay with you in case you need anything or it gets worse," I offered.

"Nah, you should go. I don't mind being here by myself," he said sounding pathetic.

"Don't be stupid. I'm staying." I went to let the others know and they were concerned about Kyle and agreed that he should stay off it as long as possible before we headed home. The Troop took off on their hike and I helped Kyle back to the tent and took off his shoes and socks. "It doesn't look swollen or bruised or anything." I said, thankful that it didn't appear bad.

I lay down with him and we just talked about school, the Scouts and other assorted stuff. Kyle inched closer and closer until we found ourselves making out. "This is more like it," Kyle said as he stopped kissing me. This is the way I prefer you. Back to normal and not all serious. Can we get into bed and have some fun?"

"What about your ankle?" I asked.

"It's feeling a lot better. I probably just twisted it," he smiled. I think I might have been duped. We stripped each other and slid into bed. "Did you undress me last night?" he asked. I admitted that I had and he thanked me by sliding his hand down my chest until he took hold of my cock and balls. We made out for a couple hours and fucked each other after 69ing rimming and kissing every part of each other. I sucked on Kyle's body so much my lips hurt. I loved it when we fucked and even more so when I put his legs over my shoulders and leaned down to kiss him deeply. We were going at it hard and furious and building up quite a sweat. Eventually, like all good things it had to come to an end, or perhaps in this case it was `cum' to an end. I felt Kyle orgasm between us as our stomachs got wet with his jizz. I smiled and fucked him harder as I pressed my lips tight against his, almost suffocating both of us. I fired off what I had left into his ass and we collapsed together. I left my dick in him until it was almost soft and then pulled out.

"How's the ankle now?" I asked.

"I think it's all better, I just had to work through it. Thanks for staying with me," he smiled. We could hear the Scout returning almost half a kilometre away. They weren't exactly in stealth mode. By the time they got back to camp, Kyle and I were dressed and lying on top of the bags again. Blake's head was the first to pop through the tent door.

"Hey guys! Is Kyle alright now?" He said and then looked around smelling the air. "Were you guys having sex?" he whispered.

"Shhhh, Blake," I smiled. He just looked at me as if actually expecting an answer.

"I can't wait to be old enough to do it whenever I want." He said finally. "We're gonna have lunch and then we gotta pack up," he advised us. We crawled out of the tent in case anyone else decided to visit and smell the air.

Everyone was happy to see that Kyle's ankle was better. Greg came up to me after lunch and thanked me for our talk. Seems he was tempted by some of the guys, but just pretended he didn't know what the hell they were talking about. After we packed up camp and the Scouts were inspected to make sure they had left nothing behind but footprints we headed home along an incident free trail. I was half hoping for another moose. By the time we dropped all the boys off at home and got back to our place I was ready for a nap. An eight or ten hour nap. Blake was sent to have a shower and he decided to join the rest of us in the big shower downstairs. We all helped each other wash the dirt off. You'd think we'd been stranded on an island for a month we were so dirty. I almost said something to Blake when he sprung a boner as his back was scrubbed, but decided to ignore it. I had to admit he had a pretty impressive dick for his age. I think he is going to be thicker than me. Some girl, or guy is going to really enjoy that. We dried and dressed and had dinner before retiring to watch a movie. I think we all fell asleep before the movie was half over. The next morning Jason and Alex took off for Prince Edward Island to see about the kids and decided to use the regular pilot and allow Kyle to go to school.

They were nervous about what was to come and I wondered how these additions would change our life. First Cory, then Blake and now 3 year olds and perhaps a 7 year old, and I still felt like a kid myself, although I was growing up fast with all these life experiences. Some days I wanted to go back to high school and just have no worries. For now, I'd just have to wait for my life to unfold.

End of Chapter.

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