The Society Boys

The Society Boys By Connor Matthews

Chapter 61 -- Kyle's Smackdown

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

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

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

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

"Is he alright?"

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

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

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

"What happened?" I asked concerned.

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

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

"It appears that way."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kyle shook his head no.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Pizza and beer," he grinned.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yeah, I thought he was cool."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What?" I asked holding my breath.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"No kidding."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I laughed. "They're kidding right?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Acknowledged."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Privacy? Why?" I asked looking outside.

"Kyle and Aaron are making out."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Jordan? I know he's here."

"Yeah, so what?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"16," he answered.

"Why was Jordan over here today?"

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

"Was there anything sexual between you two?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"What's his name?"

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

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

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

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

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

"Okay. That was seriously scary though."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

More to come soon. Hang in there and be brave campers!! Comments and suggestions welcome outinwest@gmail.com

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