The Society Boys By Connor Matthews
Chapter 72 -- The Hungry Games
"When do you get possession?" Colin asked Jason as we sat around the breakfast table.
"Who's getting possessed?" Troy said strolling in wiping the sleep from his eyes.
"You. We're going to turn you into evil psycho fag."
"Huh?"
"Jason and Alex bought the house next door and will be moving there," I explained to my little brother.
"And it's haunted?"
"Troy, have some coffee or something and wake up," laughed Alex.
"When they first started looking at the house we thought we should link the two together to make one large place. We could take out the main floor half bathroom here to create a hallway; and then hammer through to the living room of the new house and we'd have a mansion. It would still be two houses, but if we do it right, visitors won't know they are leaving one house to go into the other," Colin explained to everyone.
"That would be awesome," Kyle said as he got up for more milk. "We could have killer parties and if they got too loud, we could escape by going into the next house and hide out like a panic room."
"Christ Kyle, we gotta get you off the computer and maybe take up a hobby."
"Isn't sex a hobby? What more do I need?"
The conversation went back to talking about the house. It was three bedrooms, three bathrooms with a two car garage. It was only about 2800 square feet which was much smaller than our house, but for the two of them it was perfect. The backyard was nothing fancy, but it was pretty big. Jason and Alex said they planned to rip the fence down between the two properties and create a giant backyard.
"You should put in a waterslide from their house to this one. Then if anyone wants to come over fast, they just jump off Jason's balcony and splash into your pool," suggested Troy.
"Nice call, bro!" grinned Jason.
"We could also build a large covered BBQ and fireplace area," suggested Alex "for those colder nights."
"Cool. Why don't we get a designer in and redo the whole backyard. Add all those things and something like a hidden garden court in the back corner," Colin remarked. The guys threw ideas out to see what interested them. Troy stuck with his waterslide. Kyle wanted an underground bunker, which Colin said could be part wine cellar and part panic room. Kyle smile at that idea. Hide out in a panic room and get drunk. Adding a second raised pool was suggested so that the water could flow into the lower pool, but I said that would sound like a waterfall and I'd have to pee all night long.
"So you never said when you get possess...uh, ownership of the place," he grinned glancing at Troy as he spoke to Jason.
"Beginning of next month," Alex replied.
We all loved the idea and talked about some of the other renovations we could do to both houses. By the time we had finished talking we had gone so far as to suggest tearing down both houses and making one gigantic one, but we quickly got back to reality and decided to just keep them the way they were in case we ever wanted to sell. A hallway between the two would be easy to remove should the time ever come. The backyard would be renovated, but in such a way that a fence could easily be put back to separate the yards again if needed.
Throughout the day we received several calls from people. Some welcomed us home, others said they had seen our pictures and the video and thought we looked hot, including Cole.
"What video?" I asked surprised.
"Dude, it's online of you guys modelling and standing together. I gotta tell you, you look hot in your underwear though. Maybe you should model for Logan and me," said Cole excitedly. As he babbled on, I pulled up the site he was referring to And sure enough, there was a video of the whole fashion show with us at the end standing together in our shorts. I had to admit we looked pretty sexy; even I'd date me...whichever one in the picture was actually me. I showed J.P. and Jason which made them smile. A few people even came over to say hi including Jared from next door.
"I saw that you guys were back, so I thought I'd stop by. How was the trip?" He asked.
"Fucking awesome. If you ever get to go to Europe, make sure you travel everywhere."
"Uh...hello..." he said in a stronger English accent. "I'm a Brit, remember. I've been more places in Europe than most guys my age."
"Where is your favorite place?" I asked him.
"Probably Paris or maybe Barcelona."
We talked about the trip a bit more and shared stories until he changed the subject.
"I broke up with Forrest a couple weeks ago," he announced suddenly.
"What! Why? He's such a nice guy."
"Not enough wood in the Forrest for me," he joked.
"Oh man, that's so cruel."
"Just kidding. We're just not right for each other. He's more of a club kid and I'm not. I think I'd rather have a boyfriend who is a little more mainstream. Forrest is cool, but his clothes sometimes are a bit wilder than I can handle and I think he figures the reverse about me as he's always trying to dress me up fancier. We're still gonna be friends though, just not boyfriends."
"Friends with benefits?" I smiled.
"Duh, of course. I mean we love sex and he's and awesome fuck, so until either of us find a monogamous boyfriend, we probably will keep fooling around."
"You didn't just say that in my house. Christ, go wash your mouth out with soap!" I said to him as I grinned to myself.
"What word? Fuck?"
"NO! Monogamous!" I giggled and pushed him by the shoulder.
"So we should find you a new boyfriend then. What about your friend Myles?" Which reminded me, I needed to get him over to dominate him some more.
He laughed. "I think I'd need a gay guy to be my boyfriend. I mean technically he's is a boy who's a friend, but that's not the same thing. Myles is straight."
"He didn't look so straight at your party."
"True, but that was probably just a one time thing."
"Jared, I'm pretty sure that if you ask him to do that again, he'd be willing."
"You think so?"
"I know so. He seemed to really enjoy himself and he's totally open minded for a straight boy." I didn't tell him just how open minded he really was as that would ruin the fun of thinking he'd accomplished something with his friend.
"He'd be fun to play with, but I'd still like a real boyfriend."
"You'll find one, just be patient. If I get guys over here that I think you'd like, I'll invite you over to meet them."
"Cool. It's too bad that Kyle has a boyfriend already, because he's totally my type of guy."
"Yeah, we should order a few more copies of him to have around, that's for sure."
We went out to join some of the others who had hit the pool and hot tub. I was happy to be home and settling back into my routine, as long as it didn't get TOO routine. I did manage to get Kyle and Jared to make out with each other while we were out there so he left happy when it was time to go.
The next day after Kyle returned home from school, he said that Jordan was having a party on the weekend for his 16th birthday and asked if I wanted to go with him. "His Mom said he could have one as long as it didn't have alcohol or drugs. Plus she felt guilty about the shit he has been through with his Dad."
"Who's gonna be there?" I asked.
"Just people from school. Most will be my age, but it's not like you're THAT old. God you're still a teenager too...at least for another couple months when you get old!" He giggled.
"20 is not old, and if you keep talking like that, you're never going to have to worry about finding out," I said as I reached out to twist his nipple through his shirt. He complained and we ended up wrestling around on the floor for a while until he gave up.
That night, since it was J.P.'s last night with us before he headed home, we decided to go to The Slam'r for a night of fun. Kyle and Troy stayed home together, as Jason still didn't want to risk them in the club just yet. Jason, J.P. and I wore similar jeans and picked the same style T-shirts, just in different colors. The sleeves were short enough to show off our new `tattoos' and when we came out of the bedroom for everyone to see, they smiled as we were identical again.
"If we don't find a simple way to identify you guys, some of us are going to end up in bed with the wrong brother," laughed Alex "and that's saying something since I'm married to one of you."
We headed for the club and let the valet take the cars as we pulled up to the front door. There was a huge crowd outside. Of course we bypassed the line and went to head inside. We heard someone complain.
"What the fuck dude. We've been here for an hour. How come they get to go straight in?"
"They own the club," said Brody, still on duty as security. He loved being the Assistant Manager of the department and Jason had given him lots more responsibilities to keep him challenged.
"Hey Assholes!" the guy yelled. We stopped and looked at him, "if you own the club how about letting all of us in? We've been waiting forever to get into this dump."
"If it's such a dump, why are you still waiting to get in?" smiled Jason as he approached the guy, followed closely by Brody and another security guy built like a tank.
"Why the hell is there such a crowd for a Tuesday tonight?" I asked Colin.
"It's Jason's new promotion...The Hungry Games, although I think this is way busier than they expected. I guess word is getting out."
I looked at the poster which looked like a copy of a popular movie.
"How many sections are open?" Jason asked Brody.
"Just the main one and V.I.P. We're at capacity."
"Do we have enough staff to open section 2?"
He radioed and talked to Jake who in turn talked to Martin, the bar manager.
"He said if we pull a few waiters off the service floor and one out of `Here'."
"Where?" I asked.
"'Here!'"
"Where's `Here'?" I asked. "It's not like we can see him."
Jason laughed. "No, that's the new name of the Exclusive club upstairs. We had a competition to name it and that's what we chose...Here!' That way when someone texts and asked where you are. You answer, I'm in Here!'"
"That's fucking sic, dude. So if you need me, I'll be in Here' tonight!" I howled. It worked in so many ways. I'm in Here'... in `The Slam'r.
"Okay, open up section 2. Get the bar set up and raise the wall."
"Give us 15 minutes guys and we'll be able to let in another couple hundred, but service will be a bit slow as we move the staff around."
"Thanks," said the mouthy guy. "Sorry about calling you an asshole; and your club isn't actually a dump, it's probably the sickest club we've ever seen. How do we get on the VIP floor?"
"You start by not calling the owner an asshole for starters," Jason grinned as we turned and headed into the club. Once inside, the place was packed; which for a Tuesday was unreal.
"So what's the Hungry Games?" I asked hoping that we weren't slaughtering kids.
"We section off the front half of the dance floor and fill it with some kind of food. It could be watermelon, jello, chocolate sauce, etc. and let 16 guys sign up to wrestle in it. They start in just underwear and the idea is to get the other guy naked. First one naked, loses. The winner moves onto another round until there is only one person left. Both wrestlers are sent to the stage to large glass showers where someone will wash them clean. We sell tickets for a dollar apiece all night long, and once we have a loser, we draw two tickets and those people get to clean up the guys in the shower. Usually it turns into something quite erotic, but not always. Occasionally the guy doing the washing stays in his underwear, but lately everyone has been getting naked. The winner of the evening gets a pair of VIP passes and $500 or half the lottery ticket sales, whichever is greater. The other half the money goes to charity. Each loser gets two drink tickets, so everyone wins," Jason explained.
"So what's the food they are wrestling in tonight?"
"Spaghetti and meat sauce," he grinned. "Last week it was mustard."
I looked at the dance floor and the front half of the sunken floor was covered to raise the level to that of the main entrance and keep the contents secret until it was time to wrestle. The back half of the dance area was the usual sunken floor. It was roped off to prevent anyone from walking on it. We grabbed a drink from the bar despite being so busy, service was pretty quick. Plenty of guys came up to say hi, and when the saw the three of us together all looking pretty much the same with our new tattoos, identical haircuts and tans, they seemed to linger around us even more than normal. We were just about to head up to the VIP floor so we could see who was there, when the LED walls lit up with waving American Flags and the DJ came over the sound System...
"Oh no you didn't!! Bar 17 announces our first person to try and pay with American dollars!" A large red spotlight lit up and pointed towards bar 17.
The screens now showed red Maples leaves flying everywhere snapping open like a Pac-Man figure. They chased the American flags off the screens as they tried to nip at the corners of them. Then the song `We No Speak Americano by Yolanda Be Cool' boomed from the sound system. Everyone cheered and raced to the dance floor. I pissed myself laughing.
"When did that start?" I asked.
"A few weeks ago. It was Jake's idea. Of course we give the guy his drink for free. We only do it for the first guy to try paying with American money. Our crowd loves it," Jason explained. I dragged my brothers to the dance floor to get in on the fun. The three of us took off our shirts and danced together along with Alex and Colin. Logan and Cole found us and made sure to kiss everyone.
"Love the new tats, guys! Now I have no idea who is who. Shit no wonder you guys are getting so many hits online. I think every gay guy in the world will want to check out the three of you," Logan said as he stared at us intently. We danced to a couple more songs before the announcement that it was time for The Hungry Games. The walls lit up with the names of all the contestants in a typical chart that would pair up the wrestlers until only one was left. The first two names were lit up.
"Mark and Allan, you are the first two contestants in the Hungry games. Please present yourself to the stage in 5 minutes. Watch the floor as we unveil tonight's food!" said the DJ. He played the Village People's `Macho Man' and the crowd whistled and cheered as the top cover slid back and disappeared under the stage revealing the Spaghetti and meat sauce.
"That's right, it's slimy and nutritious... and cold! Make sure you buy your tickets for the first chance to scrub down the loser in the transparent shower." As he said it, the curtains to the stage opened to reveal the large shower stall bathed in a blue light. The crowd cheered and we saw the contestants arrive on the stage. They went behind a waist high curtain and changed into their underwear. Obviously you had to come prepared for the event, or go home in really gross shorts. The club provided soap and towels to get clean. The guys were taken to floor and stood on each side of the pit. "Once the music starts, enter the wrestling area. Good luck gentlemen. First one naked, loses."
He started the music and the guys entered the spaghetti and went towards each other to shake hands. They began to wrestle. Within seconds they were covered in meat sauce and spaghetti. It was wild and crazy. All I could think of was who was going to clean up the mess. As the guys wrestled, they were cheered on from all around the pit of food. No wonder the night was popular, it was just a killer amount of fun. Eventually one of the guys stood up with the others underwear in his hand and was announced the winner. The DJ flashed two winning ticket numbers on the screens. We watched as the guys were scrubbed down in the shower by the winners of the first ticket draw. Even their shorts were washed. Jason explained that they had arranged high speed spin dryers, normally used for bathing suits, for the underwear so that the winner could start a new round with clean and reasonably dry clothes.
As each round progressed, the showers and wrestling became more and more sexy. A few of the wrestlers paid too much attention to the other guys' crotch and I was sure some were getting rimmed and blown as they rolled around together. More than one came out with a semi hardon. It was amazing. It took a long time to get through the 16 guys that were signed up, but eventually the night was finished and there was food everywhere. The good thing about the competition is that the rest of the club operated normally. You could still go up to the roof patio, dance, drink and hang out. There was even a few places set up with popcorn where you grab a small bag and fill it. All part of the Hungry Games' as Jason had explained. He also said it was salty which encouraged more drink sales. Even if you went up to Here!' you could watch the wrestling on the video screens or out the front window. I would have to say that this was a success and I couldn't wait to see next week's event. We never even made it up to the upper level as it was just way too exciting on the main floor. A couple of guys came up and asked us for our autograph as they had seen us online and figured we would be famous. I was stunned. J.P. was grinning all night and said he felt important.
Jason and Colin showed us some of the other enhancements to the events for The Slam'r. He had a pick your butt contest. The guys would stick their naked asses through a large hole in a wooden wall and a winner would be chosen after a few contestants were brought down to squeeze the cheeks and tell the crowd what they thought. They had been trying different themes every night, except Friday and Saturday. The important thing that he wanted consistent was that no matter what the theme or event, others could still enjoy the basics of the club, which meant the dance floor, lighting and drinks had to be maintained. So if he planned something like a stage show, it had to be designed so that the music was appropriate to dance to. He thought that there were enough drag shows in town and he wasn't interested in having them at The Slam'r unless it could fit into the overall mandate. So far they had decided weekly things such as underwear night, called Break Out Mondays, the Hungry games, `Hump Day...Half way to the weekend...Half price drinks' plus free lube, Toga Thursdays, and Sunday had yet to be identified but it was going to be flexible to allow for long weekends. Someone suggested a boy buffet, where section 4 of the club be opened up and a buffet set up with some food laid out on naked boys. People could pay 20 bucks to get into that part of the club and enjoy a meal and scantily clad waiters walking around serving drinks and clearing tables. It was still in the air as an idea.
Other ideas that would come up occasionally would include foam parties, water fight night, superhero night and white parties. I told Jason about the slave auction I had been to and suggested we could do something like that since we had the Cell'r downstairs. Also the florescent lights and body painting night. That was tons of fun and could easily be done in the club, especially with the LED walls. Wristband night would also come back once a month, but many were still wearing bands from the last event. Some guys were wearing them through their belt loops or around ankles if they had shorts on, and the vending machines were selling them quickly. We would have to all work hard to come up with ideas and Jason had even put a contest on the website for ideas. Ideas that were used would get the winner into the VIP section and 365 drink tickets.
It was a great night and we stayed until the club closed before heading home. Kyle had gone to bed early as he had school in the morning, but Troy had fallen asleep in the activity room. J.P. woke him and Troy sleepily grinned as he saw him. Troy lifted his hand for J.P. to pull him up and once he was up he wrapped his arms around J.P. and kissed him. I had to remember to ask Troy how he really felt about J.P. Colin and I went to bed to make love and I decided to talk to him before we did.
"I've decided on a wedding date. Canada day! Then every year, there will be fireworks and people will take the day off to celebrate with us," I said as I rolled onto him and kissed as I looked into his eyes.
"Alright, awesome. I can't wait. July 1st it is! Two month's doesn't give us much time to plan though."
"I hired a wedding planner as soon as I came up with the idea so a lot of details are already in place."
"So what are we doing?"
I told him and he was as excited as I was when I came up with it. He did say that since I was planning the wedding that I had to leave the honeymoon to him.
"So how much is all this going to cost?"
"Probably a shit load, but I figure I still have money that you gave me, so that should cover it."
"Well just keep it under 2 billion or I'll have to run to Dad for a loan."
I laughed and then looked at him. "Wait, seriously? You have 2 billion dollars?
"Give or take. I don't really know for sure, but it doesn't really matter does it?"
"No, but no wonder your parents want a prenuptial signed. I thought the couple million you gave me was more than I could ever spend. What the hell would you do with that much money?"
"I dunno. It just seems to keep accumulating."
"I was thinking about the prenup earlier and I just want to ask for two things. One is that the money that you invested with Jason for The Slam'r be allowed to be paid back from the profits from the club, and that I have first dibs on buying the house, as I'd still like to live here."
"Babe, that's why I love you. The money I gave Jason for the club was a gift and isn't owed back. All that I have is shares in the club and if anything happened to me, the shares are slated to revert back to him as per our agreement. As for the house, the deed is in both our names already, so you own it. If anything happened to either one of us, the right of ownership would transfer to the other one automatically."
"Cool. Just promise me that if anything happened to me that you'd look after Troy and Kyle until they didn't need us anymore."
"Of course. Wow, you really have been thinking about this haven't you?"
"Ever since the plane crash. It made me realize that anything could happen to either of us without notice."
"God, I love you," he said as he kissed me hard and we got to some serious making out. We fell asleep hours later and just took our time getting up late in the morning.
When it was time, we drove J.P. to the airport. He and Troy sat in the back seat and made out most of the way. Jason had said goodbye earlier as he had promised to take Alex to the hospital for his chemo treatment. Colin arranged the plane to take J.P. home as it wasn't being used for anything else. He kissed all of us goodbye and lingered on Troy for so long, I almost told them to go to the plane's bedroom. As he left, Troy wrapped his arms around my waist and hugged me.
"You really like him don't you?"
"Yeah, he's like you guys but with a cool accent," he grinned with tears in his eyes.
"Would you want him as a boyfriend?"
"I dunno if I'd be ready for that, but I really like it when he's here, and I definitely miss him when he's gone. He's kinda like me. We're both adopted and have great brothers now."
We walked back to the car with Troy keeping his arm around my waist. I suggested that we take Troy home after picking up his stuff, but he looked pensive (I think my word of the day calendar is really paying off).
"I was thinking about stuff and you know that Dad and Alice asked me to move in there with them, right?"
"Yep."
"Well, I thought about what you said and I think they live too far away from everything, but I realized that I don't want to be by myself anymore. Do you think that when Jason and Alex move into their new home that maybe there might be space for me in one of your houses? I could pay you the same rent that I give the apartment guy."
I looked at Colin who was smiling at me. He already knew what I wanted and we really enjoyed having people around the house. I don't think either of us would have been happy living without others around. It was more fun with great people to share our lives with.
"Well, let's see, when they get their house, we'll have a total of 7 bedrooms and only three will be occupied. I think we could squeeze you in somewhere," I joked.
"I wouldn't take up much space. You could give me a small room and I'd be okay, or if you wanted more money for rent, I could do that too since I still have tons of it from the job."
"How about this, Troy. You can live with us for free if you consider going to school with Kyle and Aaron next year. You should be caught up by then and ready to go into grade 12 with them. You would also get to have a senior Prom too."
"Really? I've been thinking about that too, and I would like to try school again. Do you think Kyle would mind that I'm in his school?"
"Are you kidding? I think Kyle would love it and he'd probably treat you like his brother."
"Cool, I like Kyle and Aaron and their new friend Jordan."
"So when do you want to move in?"
"I can wait until the other guys move out." He grinned and sat back looking very happy. With Troy around, Kyle might find it good too as they were the same age.
We got home and Troy ran around getting all his stuff together before I drove him over to his place. He carefully unpacked his stuff and put it all away. He still organized things and there were plenty of signs of the street life he used to have, so I was more convinced than ever that having him move in with us would help him to settle down and put that behind him now. We just had to remember not to spoil him. "Dude, just remember to let Mom and Dad know your decision."
"Do you think they'll be pissed?"
"No not at all. It's not like you can't go over regularly and do stuff with them. I know they'll both like it. If you want to learn cooking, just ask Mom, she was always showing Jason and I stuff.
"My Mom used to bake cookies and let me help. Do you think she'd do that?"
"Are you kidding? The Keebler elves don't make as many cookies as Mom."
"Cool. Justin, have I told you how much I love you. I'll never be able to repay you for changing my life around." He hugged me hard pressed his head tight against my chest.
"You can repay it by just continuing to be yourself and being happy. I'm glad you're my brother and I think having you live with us will be a blast."
"Yeah. Should I bring all my stuff too?"
"Sure. Why wouldn't you?"
"Well `cause your house is so nice and the things in it are really fancy. My stuff doesn't really fit."
"Hey, it's your stuff. Never be ashamed of the things you own. Most of it will fit in your new bedroom, except for maybe the table and chairs, but we can store those in the garage in case you ever move out one day."
"Okay. That'll save me lots of money."
It was so cute how he didn't spend anything, except on the basics. He valued every penny even though he had been working for many months and could easily afford to buy whatever he wanted. I hoped he would never change, at least not to the point where he became a snob or anything. He looked up and kissed me. I almost wanted to throw him on the bed and bone his cute little ass, but I figured there'd be lots of time for that another day. I said bye to him and headed to the Q house and my office. It was still the same as I had left it. I had been keeping up with emails so there really wasn't much to do surprisingly, although I suspected that Colin had been handling most of it. I wandered around the house and said hi to some of the guys that were there. As I was leaving, Kelly, the new Q president came up to see me.
"Hey, are you in the mood to have some fun with new pledges next weekend? We are starting a round of new candidates on Sunday at the warehouse if you want to attend. Should be fun!"
"Nice. Yeah, we haven't been in a while and I understand that with the new rules we are getting a lot more guys initiated."
"Yeah, we had to create a whole new pledge committee as we have had so many wanting to join. At this rate, it won't stay a secret club much longer." I wasn't sure if he meant that in a good or a bad way, but I promised that I'd be there on Sunday. I headed home and had just sat down with a drink when the front door burst open and Cory ran in with his usual frenzy of activity. Jason and Alex were right behind him.
"Hey, ma Nigga, howz it hangin'?" he yelled as he jumped on the couch beside me. I almost spewed my drink everywhere and I felt it inside my nose.
"Uh, hi Cory! Ummm...I don't think you should use that word buddy."
"What word?" He said looking up at me with his giant eyes hidden behind the floppy brown hair.
"The `N' word." I said trying not to repeat it.
"Nigga?" he said
"Yeah. You know how you're not allowed to say the `F' word?"
He nodded.
"Well, the `N' word is way way way worse than that."
"But they say it in movies and on some TV shows."
"Yeah, but it's different. Usually it's African American guys that say it to each other and that's ok."
"So they have to be American to say it? Do Canadians have a different word?"
"No, African American is another word for a black...uh...colored...uh...Fuck...a guy with dark skin."
Cory giggled. "You said the `F' word."
"Yeah, sorry about that."
"So why can't I say Nigga?" he asked.
"Because it's an insult to guys with dark skin. It's like calling gay guys, fags. You can only do it if you are one."
"How come? And what's a gay guy?"
I looked up at Jason for help and he stood there smiling at me. "You started it, just keep going. I can't wait to see how this is going to end." He grinned as he sat on the chair. Alex had gone upstairs to rest for a bit until supper time.
"Umm...a gay guy is a guy who likes other guys."
"So am I a gay guy? `cause I like guys. I have lots of friends who are boys."
"No, you have to like them in an older way. Like you'd go to bed with them and things like that. Understand?"
"Sure. Like you and Colin and Jason and Alex, right?"
"Right."
"So I AM a gay guy!" he said excitedly as he smiled at both of us. "I have slept with Alex and Jason before."
Jason was trying hard not to laugh out loud.
"No, that's different. You know about girlfriends and boyfriends, right?"
"Of course. I'm ten!" he said looking at me as if I were stupid.
"So a gay guy would have a boyfriend to go places with and to love instead of a girlfriend."
"Justin, I think I am gay for sure. I have lots of boyfriends and I sure don't want a girlfriend. Girls are dumb."
"Hmmm...how do I explain this better? You have friends that are boys. Boyfriends would hold each other's hands and kiss.
"I've kissed Jason and you before...and my Mom," he said. I realized that unless I went into great detail I wasn't going to win this conversation.
You can't be gay until you're at least 14. That's just the law." I said hoping that would end it.
"Okay, but you're a fags right? And Jason is a fags too, huh? Cause your both over 14 and like boys and sleep together and kiss other boys."
"Sure, but just remember, you can't say fags or the `N' word ever, okay."
"I don't see why not if other people can. I think it sounds cool. My Niggas are fags!" He chirped. Christ, this was just getting worse.
"Okay, Cory, let's start over. You are never allowed to say the N' word or fags' or both Jason and I would not be allowed to be your big brother's anymore."
"How come?"
"Because those words are really bad and they make us upset. So if you hung around us and used them, we would be really sad and since no one likes being sad, we just wouldn't be able to be around you anymore."
Jason had to leave the room, he was killing himself laughing.
"Okay, I'm sorry Justin. I didn't mean to make you upset. I won't use them anymore. "So it would be okay if I'd said `Hey gay guys, how they hangin', right?"
Let's just leave gay out of it as well and just use guys or dudes. So do you know what it means when you ask `how they hangin'?
"I dunno? Your arms?" I heard Jason break out in laughter from the kitchen.
"Uhh...it actually means something entirely different. I think it's okay to say it around boys, but don't say it around girls okay? Especially not adult girls or women."
"So not even my Mom?"
"No, you probably should avoid asking her that."
"So it's like a secret?"
"Sure."
"I'm not supposed to keep secrets from my Mom."
Jason came back to the room with a Root Beer for himself and Cory. "You winning yet?"
"Sure. Justin is going to tell me a secret that I can't tell my Mom," replied Cory.
"No, not exactly. You can tell her, but it's not a good idea to say it in front of her, she wouldn't like it."
"I still don't know what it means yet though."
"Okay, since you're 10, I think you can learn some adult stuff."
"When you ask a guy how they're hanging. It's refers to his balls."
"You mean like...down there?" He said pointing to his crotch.
"Yep. So you see why you don't ask girls?"
Yeah, because they don't have balls right?"
"Right."
"Okay. I get it. Yeah my Mom wouldn't like that I don't think. But why would you want to know how someone's balls are hanging?"
Jason couldn't hold it any longer and just howled. "Yeah, Justin, how come we'd want to know that?"
"I'm not sure we'd ever want to know that, so let's not ask okay?" I said to both of them.
"Okay. Wow I learned a lot of stuff today, that's why I'm glad you're my brothers. Can we go swimming now, Jason?"
They headed off to the pool and I finished my drink, feeling exhausted from the conversation. I had no idea how parents did it. I didn't envy Jason talking about the birds and the bees to him. Hell, I didn't even understand the whole birds and bees thing and I still can't figure out who decided that bees do it with birds anyway. I headed out to the pool and joined the guys. They were both skinny dipping and I left my clothes on the chair and went to get into the water. As I approached, Cory swam over to me and looked up staring intently.
"What's up dude?" I asked.
"Nothing. Just seeing how they're hanging," he said casually as he looked up between my legs. "I don't get it. Yours are bigger than mine, but I don't see why we'd want to know about them."
"We don't. So let's not worry about it until after you turn 14."
"When I'm gay, right?"
"Right." Fuck I was going to need something stronger than root beer after this kid left.
As we splashed around in the pool, he quickly forgot about the conversation and just became his normal self again. He stood on Jason's shoulders so he could be thrown into the water and cheered each time he was launched into the air. On one trip up he slipped and came crashing down onto Jason's head.
"Oooh, my penis!" He complained as Jason tried to stop him falling.
"Are you alright?" Jason asked.
"Yeah. I just hit my penis on your head." Now it was my turn to laugh.
"If I had a dollar for every time I'd done that on your head..." I said looking at my brother who just glared back with a warning look.
Cory, immediately went back around and climbed up Jason again and the incident was forgotten. We ordered pizza for everyone, as we knew Kyle and Aaron would be home soon. The guys got home first and the pizza was just a few minutes behind them. We got out of the water and after we dried and dressed we all met in the kitchen for dinner. Alex was looking refreshed after his nap.
"How's the pizza, Cory?" Kyle asked.
"Good. It's my favorite. Kyle, are you and Aaron over 14?" Cory asked him suddenly.
"Yep, I'm 17."
"Is Aaron your boyfriend?"
"Yep."
Cory sat there for a few minutes processing the information and after a couple of bites of pizza said "So you're a gay guy?"
Kyle and Aaron both looked at Jason and me for the answer.
"Cory, let's just forget about that line of questioning, okay. Why don't you ask them about school or sports or something?"
"Okay. And I'm not going to ask them how they're hangin' either. `Cause we don't want to know about that, right?"
`Right." Kyle and Aaron smiled at each other and hid their faces in another slice of pizza. Jason was going to have his work cut out for him, explaining today's events to Sheila. He never kept anything from her in case Cory came up with the wrong interpretation of what had gone on between them. But from what I knew about Cory's Mom, she would be getting as big a kick out of all of this as we were. Jason had told Sheila a few times that he was uncomfortable teaching Cory this stuff, but she said just to be honest with him.
"Can we watch a movie after dinner, or play a video game? As long as it's age appropriate," he blurted out. "Mom said I have to make sure of that when I do stuff because I'm very impersonal."
"Impressionable," Jason corrected.
"Yeah, that seems to be working well," I said sarcastically under my breath as Jason elbowed me in the side.
"Jason, can we do the wiggle song first?"
Jason smiled and said sure. He went over and set his Ipod and cued up a song using the headphones.
"Okay everyone, Cory and I have been practicing this for a while. He wanted to do it for a school talent show but we decided it might not be `age appropriate', so we'll do it for all of you. You ready Cory?"
"Yep!" He said as he jumped up to stand in front of us. Jason cranked the music. The song started and it was LMFAO's Sexy and I Know It'. Cory stood there and danced normally for the first few seconds and then when it said girl look at that body', he started doing poses like a body builder, flexing his arms and showing us his guns...well at his age they were more like water pistols. Then he ran his hands down his body. Jason joined in to do the same moves beside him. At the one minute mark, the song starts changes to I'm sexy and I know it'. As soon as the first line was out, both guys yanked off their shirts and flung them at us. They were now dancing in just their jeans. He was wiggling his shoulders and upper body forward, trying to look sexy. It was hilarious and when the singer said "When I'm at the beach, I'm in a speedo trying to tan my cheeks', they both turned and clamped their hands over their asses. We laughed and clapped along. They jumped back around and kicked off their shoes. They danced with their hands up, clenched in a fist and they shook them up by their chests. Then the song got to the part that Cory liked I'm sexy and I know it. Check it out...wiggle wiggle wiggle wiggle wiggle...'and he wiggled! His whole body wiggled from the hip as he held his hands behind his head and Jason tried his best to keep up. They wiggled left and they wiggled right. It was so fucking funny that all of us were laughing so hard that our sides hurt. Once the song was over, we gave them a standing ovation. Kyle and Aaron wanted to join in, so they put the song back to halfway, took off their shirts and did the `wiggle' part again with Cory. I had to video it as it was just too cute.
"He saw guys doing it on You Tube, so we've been practicing a lot."
"I also want to do a video in the Apple store like `iTr3vor'", said Cory excitedly.
It was great seeing the two of them like this. I quickly realized that I was collecting brothers like they were iPhone apps. J.P., Troy, Cory... who next?
"Kyle can you give me a booty call?" Cory said as he bounced over to him.
"WHAT?" He said shocked and a little too loudly.
"Cory, where did you hear that term?" Jason said holding his hand up indicating that he had this line of questioning.
"From my friend's big brother. He said he was going over to his girlfriends for a booty call and was going to ride her like a pony."
"So you want Kyle to give you a pony ride, right?"
"Yeah, duh! So would you give me one, Kyle?"
"Sure, but around here we just call them Pony rides as a booty call requires cowboy boots," said Kyle trying to help, but somehow I had a feeling it would come back to bite us in the ass.
The boys played together for a while, and eventually they were all tired. Jason took him home and we all got back to talking like ourselves again. You don't realize how many adult words you say until you have a little kid around. Kyle and Aaron headed off to the bedroom together.
"We're going to find out how they're hanging, and then have a booty call," Kyle giggled as they ran upstairs singing `wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, wiggle.'
I decided to text Myles as I hadn't contacted him since I got back and I was having so much fun, that I thought it would be good to bring my submissive straight boy over.
"I'm back. My place Friday 7pm. You're staying the night. Justin'
I received a reply almost immediately. `Yes sir!' Followed by a smiley face icon.
Then I texted Jared and asked what he was doing Friday night. He replied back that he had no plans yet, so I invited him over for 7:30.
Colin and I went to Kits Beach for most of the day and hung around checking out the guys that were finally starting to take off shirts as the weather got warmer. "Jason and I were talking, and we decided that we really want to keep the tattoos and have them done permanently. What do you think about that?" I asked my boyfriend as we lay together on the grass.
"I like it. As long as you don't end up having tattoos everywhere. I like the armband. What does J.P. think about it, since it was his first?"
"He's excited that we'll all be identical. I think the whole modelling thing was a thrill for him."
"So let's go do it tonight. When Jason gets home from Alex's appointment, let's go get you branded."
I leaned over and kissed Colin and he rolled onto his back taking me with him. If anyone was watching we didn't notice as we were so into each other. On our way home Colin said he had to stop in and quickly get a haircut so we dropped by the usual place that really did a god job for us. Of course the owner and most of the staff were gay, so we knew them pretty well.
"How's business?"
"It's been slow lately. I've been trying to think of a way to increase customers but with all the long hair coming back, not as many guys are getting their hair cut."
"You should do body shaving," I laughed. "Guys may have long hair, but I think more of us are manscaping than ever before. I know a few guys that are scared to do it in case the cut their balls off or can't get into their asses."
"God, could you imagine?" he laughed. "The term `just a little off the top', could take on a whole new meaning."
"I don't see why not. Lots of guys go for laser hair removal on their balls and stuff, so why not do a shave for something like $20. Not sure if it would catch on, but I'll bet we could find you at least some guys that would do it. Put up a private screened area and go nuts...literally!" I laughed.
"I've never seen anyone advertise that before." He said as he worked on Colin's hair. "Would you guys ever do something like that?"
"I usually do it at home, but when we get ready for some special events, Colin and I shave each other and even help our friends, but if there was a place that did it professionally and properly, it might be fun to do. I'd definitely try it."
"Me too," grinned Colin.
"Well it would certainly be a unique haircutting service." He grinned as he thought about it. "I suppose it wouldn't be a lot different than shaving a guys' face, which we still do a lot of."
"Exactly. You should practice right now. Colin will take off his shirt and you can shave his underarms."
"Hey! Don't I have a say in this?" Colin grinned.
"No, of course not, baby. Just be thankful I didn't offer your balls and ass as his first customer."
"I can think of a shit load of ways to get you customers if you offered that service. You might end up doing more balls than heads."
Once he finished with Colin's hair, I told him to take off his shirt and lock his fingers behind his head. The stylist put shaving cream on his pits and shaved them with the long razor thing. It only took a few seconds, but it was so easy.
"Just imagine if he had a hairy chest." I grinned. "Hell, I'll come down to shave guys just for the fun of it."
He wiped Colin clean and looked at the job. It was perfect.
"If you decide to do it, give me a call and I'll send you a few test customers as guinea pigs," I told him. He grinned and said he'd think about it.
We got home just before dinner and immediately knew something was wrong. Alex was sitting crying in the activity room and Jason had his arm around him hugging him close.
"What's happened? Are you alright, Alex?" I said as I sat down looking at both of them for a telltale sign. "Is it the cancer?"
He shook his head and Jason spoke. "We found out that a guy that Alex had been having chemo with; died last night. He was the same age as us."
"I'm sorry buddy. I know that's gotta hurt." I said as Colin and I sat down close to him.
"That's gonna be me next, isn't it?" he sobbed and Jason held him tighter.
"No. Stop it! You're beating your cancer. It's shrunk and the doctor said that you have better than a 90% chance of it going into remission. He was just unlucky. We don't know the type of cancer he had or how advanced it was to begin with. Yours was caught early," said Jason sternly.
"I know, but it still makes it way too real."
I decided that today wouldn't be the best to go and have a tattoo done, so we made plans to have it done on Monday morning. Colin phoned his guy and set it up. He seemed to have a guy for everything. About the only thing I had guys for were sex.
All of us hung out at home and put on a comedy movie to lighten the mood. Jason and Alex lay on the couch together and cuddled. I really felt bad for Alex and it definitely brought back the seriousness of his illness to all of us. The next day, Alex didn't want to get out of bed saying that he didn't feel well. Jason had to go to the club for a bit, so I offered to stick around and make sure he was okay. He said he just wanted to sleep, but none of us thought that was a good idea. The only way he was going to beat the cancer was to stay strong and positive. If he gave in to depression, he would slide backwards. I took a deck of cards up and we played a game for a bit. We also talked about some of the cool things we had done together and made plans to do more of it. After a while, he said he needed a nap as he was drained, so we curled up together and snoozed. It was nice to lie against him like this again. We woke up when Jason came home.
"So this is what you guys do when I'm not home?" he grinned.
"No of course not. Usually we fuck, but he wasn't feeling well so all I was going to do was give him head."
"Whew, I thought you two were becoming straight," he laughed. "How you feeling Alex?"
"Exhausted. All I can see when I close my eyes is my buddy being dead. It's not fair."
"No, it's not, and it might sound cruel to say it, but he's not you. You need to stay strong and fight hard to beat this so we can go do shit together," Jason said. "Plus we haven't finished your bucket list yet. I looked at the list and we should be able to get all of it done in 60 years, so you gotta hang around until then...sorry."
We managed to snap Alex out of the dumps for a few hours, enough to get him outside and get some sun as we went to dinner at a café with sidewalk tables. That night we headed over to the club for a fun evening and the music and dancing helped everyone's spirits.
I emailed everyone to let them know about the date we had picked for the wedding and over breakfast, I told Kyle, who congratulated us but seemed a little less than enthusiastic about it, or perhaps he was just tired. I had a busy week ahead. Friday night with Myles and Jared, Saturday at Jordan's party, Sunday pledge day.
My phone tweeted with a message from Spencer letting me know than he and Parker were back in Vancouver. I would have to have them over to the house to introduce them to everyone. While I thought of it, I texted Scott as well and said we should get together. He agreed and so now I had more stuff to plan.
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