Date: Mon, 20 Sep 1999 22:34:13 -0400 From: Sidney Gittler Subject: Arkansas Vacation 9 Arkansas Vacation: Chapter 9 Birthday and Love By Sid G I know, I know, it's been a hell of a long time since I've written my take on events in Peckertown, Arkansas, boy love capital of the world. But it's not like you haven't met some fantastic young men in Yoshi, Scott, Kenny, Jeff, Frank, Tim and others in the meantime. Thing is as general manage of Jorgenson Enterprises I've been busy, and so has Daniel. Yes, the two of us are still together and more in love than ever. Let me put it this way, we rarely drink coffee during our afternoon coffee break. Though it's late October now it's still warm down here in the southeast corner of the state. When we woke up late last Sunday morning it was already pushing eighty degrees. One of us had kicked the blankets off the bed during the night and I stroked my lover's still hairless chest. "That feels good," Daniel said. "I know, what do you feel like doing today?" "Fuck." "Be a little original," I said and kissed him. "How about going out to Peckerwood Lake, we haven't been there in a long time." "Do you think Mr. Happy Face will be there to make sure we go to our side?" We'd named the lake's gatekeeper that because he seemed incapable of smiling, much less laughing. "Probably, now let's get going. I want to stop at Paul's Diner for breakfast on the way out and have them make a couple of subs for lunch." About one we turned off the highway and slowly drove down the dirt two-lane road to the lake. Sure enough, Mr. Happy Face was there and pointed to the left. I wasn't too surprised to see several of the parking spaces on the gay side taken. As many of the others had, I left a space between the last car and us. A quick glance showed that my Lion was sleeping. His long black mane serving as a pillow. I cut the engine, turned around and watched his tanned chest gently rise and fall. Next thing I knew he was lying on top of me, shoving his tongue deep down my throat. "I thought that'd wake you," he giggled and started in again. We touched each other's bodies like it was the first time, not countless times over the last five months. Hard to believe that's all it's been since an empty stomach turned my life around. A hand trying to slip under my waistband prevented a total flashback to a naked busboy. "Can we get out of the car first?" I said. "Old bones can't take small area?" "Look whippersnapper these old bones can take anything except the damn steering wheel in the ribs." "I'll hold you to that," Lion said as he got up. We spread the blanket on the ground and slowly stripped in unison. While I'm probably in the best shape of my life I still don't hold a candle to my lover. He's grown to a firm five feet ten inches of toned young manhood, only a couple inches shorter than I am. He still shaves his body because I like it, but it no longer hides the fact that he's a young man. His radiant blue eyes are the perfect offset for his jet-black hair. Slowly we lay down on the blanket, eyes constantly in touch, fingertips barely touching. Once prone we flowed together, our bodies, our lips, our mouths, our souls becoming one. A throbbing in my groin began to penetrate the passion I was feeling as our two bodies ground together. I felt Daniel's rock hard prick pulsing along my leg and then as we sucked harder on each others tongue we erupted in our first orgasm of the day. Through our orgasms we kissed and caressed, and after as well. "I love you," I said when we finally broke. "I love you more than I ever thought I could love anyone." "I know that feeling very, very well," I said as I brushed his hair out of his eyes. We lay on the grass talking, drinking for a while and then went swimming. While definitely cooler than it had been on our last visit the water was still comfortable and we swam long laps. We had the lake to ourselves. "Remember what we did our first time here?" Daniel said. "Want to try it again? Should be a little easier this time." "Oh yeah, it was so cool," Daniel said as he stroked my rising rod. I turned him around and carefully inserted two fingers in his experienced butt. He doesn't need loosening up but likes to be finger fucked before I start the real thing. "Fuck me love, fuck me now," he said. I left my fingers in him until I felt my cock alongside. As I removed them I replaced them with my cock and quickly slipped inside him. "Oh shit, that feels so good," I said. "Oh yeah." This time our feet were firmly planted on the lake bottom so I could concentrate on the myriad sensations accompanying the sex. Peckerwood Lake is fed by two large streams at the north and west corners and emptied by one on the south side. This causes a steady current with almost a whirlpool affect if you stand in one place. While there's nothing worth fishing in the lake there are some small fish that show no fear of humans, and a couple touched my ass as I fucked Lion. Fucking underwater is special, you don't need lube, but the water does reduce the friction you get on land. That didn't matter though, it just made it a longer, more luxurious fuck. For a long time I kept to a medium length but slow stroke since I didn't want to risk pulling out. Finally my love started working his ass muscles around my cock and I started working faster with shorter strokes. I started masturbating his hard six inches and he started pulsing immediately. "Oh yeah, fuck me baby," Lion said. And I did, hard and fast for somewhere between five minutes and forever before I filled his ass with my seed. As I exploded up his ass Lion roared and filled the lake with his. Slowly we separated and floated in the middle of the lake as our breathing slowed. "That was special my love," I said. "Every time is special." While that was our only water fuck of the day, it wasn't the last one before we headed back home. And we didn't stop until we finally fell asleep from sexual exhaustion. Where was I? Oh yes. Cody and Justin have really been pushing me to get back to work, after all I left them in the middle of a crisis, and they want everybody to know how it turned out. When I asked them why they didn't write it they just rolled their eyes. "Marc, you're the writer here. We're just two middle-school dropouts," Justin said. I pulled him to me by his black hair and kissed him. "You two aren't just anything, but I'll do it." When we left them Justin, Cody, and Cody's youngest brother Keith had just backed away from complete nervous breakdowns brought on by Keith's unexpected arrival and confessions. Zeus spent the rest of that day and night working with them. Around midnight they succumbed to exhaustion and fell asleep in the living room. Sometime during the night Keith crawled up onto Zeus' giant lap and curled up like a puppy. Zeus told me that when he woke and saw the small boy there he realized something, but we'll get to that later. Cody had previously arranged for the next day to be a trial run and had invited the rest of the hotel staff to lunch at the bar. Right in the middle Francis Jorgenson, her daughter Kristen and four of Kristen's friends showed up. Daniel and I watched from our table, amused at the consternation all these girls caused combined with the staff recognizing the two Jorgensons. They recovered quickly though and put together a table of six slightly away from the other "customers." While Kristen and her friends enjoyed the health club Mrs. Jorgenson joined Cody, Justin, Daniel and I along with the rest of the hotel management team to evaluate the test. When we'd finished evaluating everybody and everything Cody thanked everybody and asked Daniel, Zeus, Francis Jorgenson and me to stay. We all moved to one end of the conference table and Keith came in. "Mrs. Jorgenson, thanks for helping out and thinking of bringing Kristen and her friends along. Most of these boys haven't had to really deal with women since they got here, especially ones their own age," Cody said. "That's what I figured, though after watching the boys I began to wonder if they are all really gay?" "Some are bisexual, some are strictly gay-for-pay. A good number of the boys who left the streets to work here, especially in the bar, fall into that category," Zeus said. "Then why do they come here and do it?" Francis said. "Where else are we going to go? This is one of the few safe places for homeless teenage boys to go where we can take care of ourselves and not be abused," Justin said. Just then there was a knock on the door and Sheriff Waters walked in. "Hi y'all, sorry I'm late. Yoshi kept me after school." We all laughed as the Sheriff took a seat. It was obvious that he'd been the "crook" at his martial arts class by his slow, stiff movements. "Thanks for coming Sheriff, I don't know if you can help, if anybody can really," Cody said. He grabbed Justin's hand and fought to keep control. "Now take your time son, you know we'll do everything we can. This got to do with your brother and the Reverend?" Cody nodded. "Whitey, let me do this, OK Cody," I said. Cody nodded and gave me a weak smile. "As you know the boys' father was of the spare the rod and spoil the child school." "A little paddling never hurt anybody." "My daddy felt the same way, and let's face it, we make a lot of money off of guys who like to paddle and kids who like to be paddled," Daniel said. "But this is something else." "That so?" Sheriff Waters said. "Joshua's gone way over the line. He's not just giving them a spanking for punishment. He's whipping them almost every day to keep the demons out, won't let them out of the house except for church. He's home-schooling them and they can't talk at all," I said. "Is what Marc saying the truth Keith?" "Yes sir, it's why I ran away, couldn't take it no more. Only God knows what he's doing to the four left there." "That's down right child abuse. Well, at least your safe son, now we got to take care of the others. What town you living in?" "Patrob sir, Phelps County Alabama." "Damn-it, he played it smart," the sheriff said. "Why?" I asked. "Last time a father got arrested there for child abuse was seven years ago, and that asshole was fucking his eight-year-old son on the town-square. When the cops asked him why he said his grandpappy had done his pappy, both had done him, and now it was his turn to do his son. Could not understand what he'd done wrong." "So they're not going to care about a man of the cloth disciplining his children. Can we get him here?" Daniel said. "Maybe, we've got two things he may want. Keith and $10,000 plus interest that's been held for him since the tax sale on his old house," I said. "But I got that money," Cody said. "He doesn't know that, and I think that much money will be good bait." Man did it ever work, especially when Joshua started beating on Keith in the police station. Asshole could not believe it when Waters put the cuffs on him. He tried fighting his way to freedom but only got a club to the head, resisting arrest and assaulting police officers charges added. His wife came down with the rest of the kids to see him and try to post bail. Everybody tried talking her into telling the truth but she stuck by her man. After all she said, that's what a good Christian wife does. Cody and Keith, along with Sheriff Waters Zeus and I, sat down with their brothers and sisters and explained that their father was going to jail for several years and that if they testified they wouldn't have to worry about him until he was an old man. Mrs. Erikson barged in and said if they testified they wouldn't have a home to return to. "You can stay with us," Cody said. "It'll be tight for a while but we'll make it." "Become whores like your brothers." "I am not a whore mother, I have never been a whore. In fact you ate in my restaurant at the hotel last night." The sound of a chair moving back drew everybody's attention. Matthew, the second oldest boy, stood and took his shirt off. His entire torso was a sea of welts and bruises. I couldn't tell where one started and another ended. I heard a retching sound and saw Cody heaving his guts up. Even Zeus looked pale. "Did you know about this Mrs. Erikson?" Sheriff Waters asked. "She watched and helped," Matthew said. "Mrs. Erikson I am placing you under arrest for child abuse, child endangerment, assault and battery, and attempted murder." We left Zeus with the children and their bittersweet reunion. The Erikson's lawyers tried to argue lack of jurisdiction but when the judge saw the evidence and heard the testimony he said he didn't give a fuck about jurisdiction and sentenced them both to fifty years of hard time. While Keith wanted to stay with his big brother the others decided to go live with an Uncle and Aunt on their mother's side who own a horse farm in Kentucky. Zeus went up and interviewed them and their neighbors for a few days before giving his permission. He also arranged for the local child welfare agency to check periodically. The aunt and uncle understood Zeus' concern and greeted the children with open arms. In between all this we managed to get the hotel open on time, including Cody's place. Once his employees heard what was going on they buckled down and on opening night you would have sworn the place had been open for years. The boys at the coffee shop and in hotel operations rose to the challenge and everything went smoothly. Due to our location by the interstate exit we don't rely just on boy-lovers to fill the place. A lot of businessmen and truckers stop as well. For some, I'm sure, it ended up being their first gay sex experience, or at least man-boy. After all, how many hotels have you gone to where condoms are left by the shampoo and soap? It was funny watching families come in and see all the boys working there. Whoever was manning the front desk would quickly whisper to the father, but we rarely had many walk out, after all this is Arkansas. Cody and Justin were working from 10:00AM to midnight, seven days a week. Keith tries to keep up but he usually crashes on their office floor. But I think their highlight was when they passed out their first set of paychecks. Especially since they were able to start paying them the back pay right away. Many of the boys gaped at their name on a real paycheck. Some had no idea what to do with it. A bunch photocopied theirs. Some sent the copy to their parents to show them they could take care of themselves. Daniel put in a quick call to his Uncle Ezekiel who sent some bank officers down to help the boys set up accounts. While the Jorgensons always paid by check whoring is a cash business. There are a few problems at the hotel we never anticipated. The first is working boys hanging out in the parking lot and public areas soliciting. As you can imagine that had us scratching our heads. After all the majority of our economy is based on men having sex with boys. But this is the South and not all of our customers are interested, or even comfortable, with this. In the end we made the swimming pool and bathrooms off limits, and restricted the working boys to one area of the main lobby, the parking lot and a couple other areas. Scott had to kick a few out before they understood we were serious. We handed each guest a notice on check-in about the facts of Peckertown life and the Jorgenson Inn rules. We had a lot fewer complaints than I'd anticipated. There was the Southern Baptist minister who came to the front desk and delivered a hell and brimstone sermon. At first the staff and other guests were stunned, but as he went on and on everybody had to stifle laughter as he got more and more ridiculous. He stopped when one of the guests asked him if he was the comedian for the nightclub. Thank God it wasn't one of the employees. The biggest unanticipated problem was caused by our success, especially with truckers. As you remember the slave barracks is located along the back edge of the property. In between the hotel and the barracks is where the trucks and tractor-trailers park. Some of the trucks run continually, especially refrigerated units. Now one isn't bad, a dozen or more is a huge flashing neon sign saying no sleeping allowed. Secondly, the boys living there were very uncomfortable with the new situation. Not only the noise, but also a lack of privacy around their home. Some of the drivers tried treating the barracks like a whorehouse, which really offended the boys. Now get off the floor, they didn't think it was funny. After the first month they went to Caleb and told him their complaints. Caleb brought it to Benjy who quickly took it to Elija and me. Deciding to move the boys was an easy decision. It would keep them happy and there would be a lot more parking once we tore he barracks down. "But where do we move them?" Elija asked. Elija, Daniel, Benjy, Caleb and I were sitting around the conference table at the hotel. "When we decided on the barracks it was just a convenient place to stick them. It just happened to work out well," Daniel said. "True, but we've got about sixty boys living there now, and not all of them are slaves. I've got forty-three slaves there and the rest work at the In-Boy Inn or the hotel," Benjy said. "Is that causing any problems?" Elija asked his youngest son. "Not really because the non-slaves agree to live by slave rules while they're in the barracks but I really don't like it." "Why?" I said. "The slaves see the others come and go as they please, have their own money and clothes, and not have the physical work they do," Caleb said. "That apartment building on Green, is anybody living there?" Daniel said. "No," Elija said. "That would work for the non-slaves. We could charge them rent there and have the shuttle bus go there too." "There are two more empty apartment buildings in our inventory as well," Elija said. "That gets away from the slave concept and the communal living that works for them. Now they learn discipline and cooperation, separate them into apartments and they lose that," Benjy said. "Why don't you just build a new one?" Caleb said. "Do you have any idea how much that costs son?" Elija said. "Not really, but I've got an idea how much you make off of them." I looked at Elija who was caught between being mad and laughing. I shook my head at him. "Two points and a reasonable idea. I haven't been through a winter here yet but it's already getting cooler. That place is awfully drafty for boys who run around naked most of the time," I said. "Doesn't have to be fancy dad. We could even put a room in for a resident master, maybe Caleb and Matt could move there," Benjy said. "Pass on that boss, there's a couple of slaves who could fill the role of head slave though. A training room would be good too." "OK, I want the two of you, Scotty and one or two of the respected slaves to sit down and design something quickly and bring it back to us in a week," Elija said. "Thanks dad," Benjy said. "You got me thinking sir," Caleb said, "I don't want to move into the new barracks, but if you want to make me and Matt the resident managers of the Green St. building in exchange for free rent and utilities we'd think about it. Somebody to keep on eye on them and I think Matt want's to stop working the streets." "I'll let you know," Elija said. "Now unless there's anything else right now we all have a lot of work to do." As Elija and I drove back to the main office he informed me of one salient point. "Daniel's birthday is next Tuesday," he said. "Holy shit, he never said a thing and I never asked. He is going to be fifteen?" "November 2, 1984, yeah that makes him fifteen. We've got an all year cabin about an hour northwest of here, on a lake and loads of privacy this time of year. Has all the amenities of home. He loved it there but we haven't been able to get away in a couple of years." "Cool, but do you think it's too soon for us to take off?" "Son-in-law, would I be suggesting it if I did?" "Yes you would father-in-law, but you're right anyway. You'll be around to check up on everybody and we don't want them dependent on us anyway." "Then Saturday we'll have a family party at the house and you'll leave Sunday morning. I'll expect you back the next Sunday, but if you lose track of time." "You know, one day I hope you really are my father-in-law," I said. I told Justin about the birthday party he insisted on doing it for us in a private room at the hotel. "No way should Mr. & Mrs. Jorgenson have to cook and worry about that kind of stuff," Justin said, "besides that's Keith's tenth birthday too. We can have a joint party and I'll ask Yoshi and Jeff to sing and the Trips to entertain." "They can come but this is a co-ed party remember," I said and rubbed his head. "Thanks." He leaned over and gave me a quick kiss and I flashed back to another time we'd kissed. "How are the three of you managing at home? When you don't have this place occupying your minds" "That doesn't happen too often, but it's getting there. The weird part is wearing clothes all the time now. Cody's afraid of what Keith might do if he saw him naked." "Mark and Mike, and the Trips, might not mind a little incest but for somebody raised like Cody it's still a big issue. Maybe now that he'll be legal, presuming Cody signs the papers, he can find a boyfriend of his own." "I've seen him talking with Tad occasionally," Justin said. "But somebody like him for Keith, I just don't know. I mean he's a good kid and all." "I understand, might be what the doctor ordered for both of them. Tad needs a real relationship to learn what it means. And who better to teach Keith all the sex tricks in the book." I said. Justin smiled, "Oh yeah, that's an argument I can use on Cody. But invite Zeus to the party and suggest he bring his roommate along." "OK, I'll tell Elija about the change of plans and then invite Ezekiel and his wife and Margaret, Scott and Frank, Sean and Chris. There'll be about twenty-three if everybody can make it." "More if Aaron or Margaret want to bring their steadies with them," Justin said. "I thought I've caught them smiling more. Anybody else Keith might want to invite add them on." I stopped by Zeus' office on the way out and invited him and Tad to the party. "Thanks, I'll be there but you don't have to invite Tad. The boy can keep himself busy." "I know, but Justin and I were talking about setting him up with Keith." Zeus leaned back and motioned me to close his door. "I don't know how I feel about that," Zeus said. "Don't think he's ready?" "No, it's just that, oh shit. Remember the day Keith showed up?" "Kind of hard to forget." A trace of a smile flitted across the big black man's face. "I ended up sleeping there, when I woke up Keith was curled up in my lap and I finally accepted the fact that I wanted Tad in that position. I wanted us both to be naked and making love." "Have you said or done anything?" "No, I can't. Not with the rest of our relationship, it would be wrong with anybody I've counseled but especially with him." "Are you sure you're not just putting barriers in your way?" "Don't you think I've tried working my way around the ethics and laws involved. I am a licensed psychologist in this state and the rules of conduct specifically forbid sexual contact. Just holding some of these boys in my arms as they cry their pain out would raise questions any place else. Damn it I can't do it." I waited, thinking, as he regained his composure. "You're right, as much as I hate to say it you're right. But here's something for you to think about." "Shoot." "You came to Peckertown because you're a boy lover and yet you've put yourself in a position where the only boys you know you feel wrong about having a personal relationship with, or just plain sex. I bet you haven't even picked up a whore from the park." "I tried a couple times, ended up counseling them instead of fucking them. After that I wouldn't even let them give me a blow job as payment." "Look, I try to avoid conflicts between being a boy's boss and having sex with him but there are limits. I'll tell you what, you bring Tad along and we'll set him up with Keith, and by the way it's Keith's tenth birthday too. I'll bring someone along for you but you've got to promise me to ignore your professional side with him." "Promise," Zeus said. "Good, now I've got to get back to the office." Waiting outside the office was the answer to that dilemma. Actually answers is the proper word. Mark and Mike, the identical twins from Los Angeles were standing outside the front door. I had seen them numerous times since that encounter and they had always been dressed just in thongs. Today their waist length blond hair were in ponytails and they were wearing vests and shorts. I got out of the car and they approached. I gave each of them a quick kiss. All right, all right, a medium kiss, and a grope. "Can we talk with you?" Mark said. Don't ask how I can tell them apart, I just can. I've always had a knack for telling supposedly identical twins apart. "Sure, you could have waited inside." "Better here, in case a customer came by for a quickie," Mike said. "OK, let's go in to my office, you want anything to drink?" "Got any diet soda?" "The last thing either of you need is a diet anything, but yes." "We got used to it because our mom couldn't drink regular the last couple of years. Regular just doesn't taste right, but we are eating properly. Especially now that we got an apartment and not living in the park," Mark said. I took several message slips from Margaret, stopped at the refrigerator for the sodas and we went into my office. "OK guys, what can I or the company do for you?" "You hear about that couple who won the California lottery for fifty million dollars after taxes?" "Yeah, live up in Lake Tahoe area," I paused. "You mean they're?" "Damn fucking right those assholes are our old man and the wicked witch of the fucking west," Mike said. "They threw us out like garbage and we want our share of the money." I picked up the phone and called the company lawyer, Henry Silvers, and asked him to come over right away. The promise of a nice cut had him leaving that instant. "Mr. Silvers is the Jorgenson family and company lawyer, and frankly he's the best around. He'll be able to help you, it'll cost you a piece of whatever you get but he'll get you more than I could." "Don't fucking care how much money really, we just want to remind them of what they did to us," Mark said. "Even if it means going public?" Mike smiled, "maybe you can get that guy from TIME magazine to come back down and interview us. Take pictures of us in our work clothes." "Man would I love to see that picture on the cover of TIME. Sell the extras to the tabloids. As long as you're here I'd like to invite you." "I know what you want to invite us to do," Mark said as he stood, slipped off his vest and pushed his shorts down. Naked he walked around to my side of the desk, sank to his knees and released my growing cock from my pants. "That's," I started to say but his tongue licking my cockhead changed "not" to: "Oh yeah Mark suck it in, oh fuck you still got one hot mouth." "Well, you shouldn't be such a stranger," Mike said as he put his tanned arms around my chest and started playing with my nipples through my shirt. I didn't bother responding, I just brought his mouth around to mine. Our lips touched, our tongues danced as Mark continued working on my cock. A long, luxurious blow job from a very talented professional. After several minutes of this I knew I was close and moved my hands to Mark's head, pulled him close and held him in place. He ran his tongue around my shaft once and I filled his stomach with my cum. After he drained me dry and cleaned up my cock he placed it where it "belonged." Once he was dressed and both boys were in their chairs I tried again. "What I started to say is that we're having a birthday party for Daniel Saturday evening at the hotel, and I'd like you there." "To work?" Mark said. "No, as guests, no sex involved. At least at the party, I may even introduce you to a very nice gentleman I think you'll like." "Customer or?" Mark said. "Or, if you guys want that and y'all hit it off." "We'll be there, and see how it plays." A knock on the door interrupted us and I told Harry to come in. After introductions and preliminaries I sent them to the conference room and finally got back to work. I tried telling Daniel that the party was for Keith, but he sucked the truth out of me. He reads me so well that he kept stopping right at the brink a half-dozen times I finally shouted that it was a joint party so he'd let me cum. The party itself was fantastic. Daniel and I gawked when Lance and his two brothers walked in. They were wearing regular clothes, pants, shirt and shoes. "You guys look good," I said as they came up to us. "Feels weird," Lance said as he gave Daniel a hug and a deep kiss. "Haven't worn stuff like this since we got here. And we have to leave early because we're doing the ten and midnight shows. Promise you'll come to the last show." "Promise," Daniel said as he kissed the other two brothers. Lance looked at me and raised his arms. I laughed as I lifted him off the ground and he wrapped his legs around me. After a quick kiss he pointed to the bar, "there, take me there." "OK little one," I said and kissed his forehead. It's funny, despite how close I've come to a lot of people down here, adults and boys, Lance is second in my heart to Daniel. And it's more of a father-son than anything else. Of course that does mean I've committed incest on numerous occasions. Richie looked up at Daniel who shook his head. The Trip raised his arms and Daniel looked to heaven before picking the boy up. Aaron sighed and picked Bobbie up and followed us, his girlfriend muttering something about having to get used to this. While the seven of us drank our beers we watched the rest of the guests come in. Mike and Mark came in wearing long pants, buttoned shirts and sneakers. I remember my father telling me that the sexiest inch was the first inch hidden by a woman's dress. While the twins weren't wearing dresses they looked even sexier than in their thongs. They made their way over and gave Daniel a small wrapped box. "You didn't have to," Daniel said as he unwrapped it. "We know, but we wanted to. It seemed the normal thing to do, and it feels special doing something normal like this. You know like from before," Mark said. "It's beautiful, I love it. Mark will you put it on?" Daniel said. I looked in the box and saw it was a Razorback charm on a thin gold necklace. "You really like it?" Mark said as he took it in slightly trembling hands. "Of course, I used to dream of playing soccer for them. Scoring the winning goal for the NCAA championship." "You could still have that." Daniel turned around and took Mark into his arms and kissed him. "Maybe, but I've got a better life here and now than I ever dreamed of, especially with friends like you. And when you two are ready to leave the park promise to come talk to me." "We promise, maybe after we get our money," Mike said. Benjy came in with Roger and everybody stared. For the first time in public they were both dressed normally. Acting and talking like lovers and not master and dog-slave. "You're not wearing any leather?" Aaron asked in amazement. "Shorts under the pants, don't feel comfortable without some leather on." "Unless he's not wearing anything at all," Roger said. "Rog!" I swear Benjy blushed. The last guests to arrive were Zeus and Tad. Zeus was wearing a suit. Tad was in a one-piece bodysuit unzipped to his navel and sandals. I saw Keith start towards him, then Zeus turn Tad towards the other birthday boy. Slowly, tentatively they walked towards each other as Yoshi and Jeff started to play a slow song. Keith's medium length blond hair was draped over one eye. He wore jeans, an open Indian style red and black vest and a kerchief tied around his neck. They stood looking at each other for a few moments. "You're beautiful today," Tad said as he took the younger boy into his arms and they started dancing. I took Daniel's hand and led him onto the dance floor. It was several numbers later when we returned to the bar to find Zeus talking with the twins. "I see you've gotten together already," I said. "Yeah, I sort of guessed once the two boys started dancing," Mike said. "Well, go find a table and get to know each other better." "Cool, I've never done it on a table before," Mark said. "He meant talk," Zeus said. "I knew that," Mark said and kissed the big man on the cheek. "There's a table in the corner." Daniel and I sat at a table by the bar and watched our friends dance and talk. Yoshi and Jeff were playing a faster song but Keith and Tad were still slow dancing, totally oblivious to everybody around them. Cody and Justin finally relaxed and sat quietly talking at a table, and from their eyes it wasn't about business, nor did Cody seem to be worrying about his baby brother being with the ex-LA street whore. The four straight couples were sitting together, as I watched Aaron and Margaret's dates I wondered if all straights fidgeted that much around their date's folks. Benjy and Roger were sitting with the Trips and Scott and Frank at another table. I glanced at the clock to make sure the Trips wouldn't be late for their shows. "Having fun love?" Daniel said. "Yes, are you happy?" "Very," he touched the necklace, "I never expected something like this for my birthday. And the gifts have been really special. I understand what Mark meant." "What?" "We've made a new world here in Peckertown, a world that's friendly for gay boys, boy-lovers, boys who've been tossed or forced out of their homes. Even me, would I have been happy here in a town ruled by people like Rev. Erikson?" "No, but you would have made it down to Fayetteville and made a life of your own." "Without you though." "Don't remind me," I squeezed Daniel's hand. "But it's not a normal world, at least by the standards we remember, and that's what makes tonight special." "Well thank your father and Justin then." "Why them?" "Well somebody had to tell me Tuesday was your birthday." "I figured mom would do that," Daniel said with a smirk. A smirk I kissed off. "Originally your dad figured just a quiet family party at home but Justin insisted on doing this for you. Oh, and your dad arranged for one of your birthday presents too." "Dad? He never even signed our birthday cards, mom always forged it." "After the Trips' show we pack and leave for a week at the cabin in the morning." "Again, slowly." "After the Trips' show we pack and leave for a week at the cabin in the morning." "Really?" I nodded, and he was up, across the room and hugging his father in a flash. I followed at a more reasonable pace. "Thanks dad, I love you," Daniel said into his father's ear. "Enjoy your vacation son, the two of you've earned it. Just remember to pack some clothes." I'm not sure if Daniel or I turned a deeper shade of red. "It is November dad," Daniel said as he kissed his father on the cheek. It's nice when he acts like a boy and not a young man. I had figured there'd be a fair amount of drinking going on so I'd arranged for a stretch limo to pick us up at 11:30 and take us to our favorite ice cream parlor. Somehow thirteen of us managed to squeeze in, pop open the bottle of champagne, pour, toast the two birthday boys and finish it off by the time the ten minute drive was over. Big Sol was at the curb and opened the door as soon as we stopped. "Thank God you're here, my nephews refuse to go on until you're seated and ready." "We promised them we'd be here. Do you have the tables ready?" I said. "Everything as you asked. And they insisted on paying as their birthday present to Lion." He saw my look. "Big employee and big family discount, and before you say anything they made me swear not to bill you for the difference." We started laughing as we led the boys into the packed restaurant. The late Saturday show is always a packed house. Many local couples, gay and straight, try and make it. Lots of the boy-lovers bring that special whore with them before heading to their hotel for a night of sex. Others were looking for entertainment before they made their purchase on the way back. Once we were seated the lights dimmed and Big Sol came out on stage and called for silence. "Ladies and gentleman, boy is it strange to say that again, it is our pleasure to welcome two of Peckertown's finest native sons on their birthday." The Trips came in wearing the shirts they wore to the party, and that's it, pushing a large birthday cake covered with candles. Daniel buried his face into my shoulder. "You didn't?" I lifted his head and kissed him. "Lance and his brothers insisted on paying." "Please join me in a warm round of applause as Daniel Jorgenson and Keith Erikson come to the stage to blow the candles out. "You are coming with me," Daniel said as he yanked me up he wiped a tear from his eye. Keith looked at his big brother, "and you're coming with me." Cody beamed as he followed us up. Listening as the audience spontaneously broke into "Happy Birthday to you" was normal. Looking at the smiling faces on the stage and at our table was special. Very special. I helped Sol bring the cake to the table and our waiter proceeded to serve it to us, and half the crowd in the place. Finally the lights dimmed and the music started. Up to now they'd always used some boy-band song but this was the overture to Gypsy. The Trips entered from the rear of the stage. They were dressed in jeans and corduroy shirts buttoned halfway. They moved back and forth across the stage as the music built. Suddenly the lights and music quit. "Let us entertain you, let us make you smile, let us entertain you and you'll have a real good time," all three sang from the darkness. Slowly the light rose to reveal them standing at the front of the stage. The music started up and they started stripping. OK, stripping might be the technical word for it but exotic erotic dancing would be a better phrase. Now over my forty-eight plus years I've seen more sex shows than any so called normal man, even normal gay man, has the right too and I've never, ever seen anything this sensual. They moved in unison, slowly unbuttoning their shirts and then playing with their nipples, stroking their smooth, firm torsos. They slowly unbuttoned their jeans, turned and briefly pulled them down revealing black satin bikini briefs. Leaving the pants unbuttoned they faced the audience, groped themselves and did a slow bump and grind. They turned and came together as they kept grinding. Richie was in the middle and he reached around Lance's waist and groped his older brother. The music changed and they broke, went to different parts of the stage and slowly, oh so fucking slowly, removed their pants. When they were down to their shirts and briefs they regrouped and began to feel each other up as the music got faster. When I was sure I was going to shoot, and after quite a few men had, the music suddenly slowed. The Trips turned their backs to us, removed their briefs and stood. They whirled and tossed the scraps of cloth into the crowd and I heard a table crash right before one hit me in the face. Daniel grabbed it off my face and I saw them standing there wearing their shirts with the bottom two buttons closed, just enough to cover their gorgeous boy pricks. The music picked up again and they started dancing around the stage as they felt themselves up and occasionally gave us glimpses of their asses and crotch. But never their balls and cocks. Shouts of take it off came from all over the room. "Take the damn shirts off already," came from my left. I turned and saw Roger cracking up. I'd thought it was Benjy. Without missing a beat the boys turned their back on us and let the shirts slip from their shoulders until the only thing covered were their asses. From left to right each one took his turn dropping and stepping out of the shirt. Ravel's Balero started as they felt up their backs and buns as they slowly moved with the erotic music. Finally they slowly turned around revealing their stiff cocks pointing right out at the audience. As one hand played with his nipples each boy stroked his cock. Slowly they approached center stage until they were standing in front of Daniel and Keith. As the song reached its final crescendo they shot their loads right onto the two birthday boys. Keith shrieked in delight while Daniel started laughing and applauding. The lights went up and the triplets took their bows. It took Lance and his brothers a half-hour before they reached our table. Lance claimed my lap and put his feet on Daniel's lap. "Happy Birthday Lion," he said. "Thanks Lance, that was a really great show." "Richie came up with it, we've been rehearsing it for weeks and decided to premier it tonight." "I'm glad you did." "I hear you two take off in the morning." "Whenever morning happens to be," I said as Lance worked my cock with his ass muscles, like nothing was going on. Morning turned out to be one in the afternoon by the time we got everything packed and into the car. Elija had given me three sets of directions. We tossed the highway version in the backseat and my love picked one of the two scenic routes for the trip up. Halfway up I understood why Daniel had me trade my convertible for Aaron's SUV with all-wheel-drive. None of the mountains, curves, narrow roads, one-lane bridges where that bad by themselves, but they weren't by themselves. Arkansas' rural landscape made it worthwhile. Of the towns we passed through several had big signs on their borders banning commercial sex. One, Dickinson, seemed to specialize in men in their late teens, but the rest were heterosexual only. In one, Daniel thought he recognized a girl he'd gone to school with but he didn't want to stop. At the bottom of a long winding hill Daniel directed me onto a one-lane gravel road. Around the second curve a wall of trees that filtered out the sunlight swallowed us. "Don't worry, there aren't any lions or tigers," Daniel said. "Just bears, oh my." He chuckled, "not many, mostly smaller animals, a lot of scavengers." After a mile we reached a clearing and the lake opened up in front of us. The still water sparkled in the mid-afternoon sun. I let the car coast to a stop and leaned back in my seat and took Daniel's hand. "Beautiful, isn't it?" He said. "Absolutely, I can't wait to see it at sunset. "No matter what we were doing all of us would come out on the porch and watch it. Come on, it's only fifty feet up ahead." I touched the gas pedal and we slowly drove around a slight bend. A three-story stone and log house emerged and my love squeezed my hand. "Home?" "Peckertown's always been home. But this place meant freedom, joy, excitement, discovery, and all those things that make childhood special. Lots of firsts happened up here." "Including our first vacation together, and I can't think of a better place." The front door opened and an elderly couple came out. "Oh my God, the Jensens, I never expected them to be here." Daniel hopped out of the car and headed up the steps. I followed at a slower pace, hoping they weren't live in help. Mr. Jensen was wearing overalls and a flannel shirt while his wife wore a plain housedress. Both about five feet seven, weathered faces and huge, perfect smiles. "Marc, I'd like you to meet Clark and Lois Jensen, they've been the caretakers here forever." "Pleased to meet you," I said and shook their hands. "Pleased to meet you, it's been much too long since any of the family's been up here. Well, let me show you where everything is and then we'll leave you two lovebirds alone," Lois said. They both started laughing as Daniel and I turned ten shades of red. "Now come on lad, you didn't think your father wouldn't tell us ahead of time?" "I just wasn't sure how'd you take it," Daniel said. "Dear, I knew before you did, just glad you found someone to love as much as the mister and I love each other." A half-hour later they got into their 4x4, waved and headed home. "Do you think we'll be like them one day?" Daniel said. "Maybe except for one thing." "What's that?" "I'm not calling you the missus and you're not to call me the missus." Daniel turned, stood on his toes and kissed me. "That's one thing I can live with." That night we cooked steak and corn on the cob on the grill, then watched the sun go down. Then watched the stars come up. When it got chilly we went up to Daniel's old bedroom, crawled under the covers and into each other's arms. We kissed, said I love you, and slept until late the next morning. That's how we spent the next week, more or less. Our physical and mental batteries recharging after going full speed almost full time since we'd returned from New Jersey ages ago. Yes we had great sex, but Daniel told me to tell you to use your imagination this time around. And I agree. We returned home on schedule, unfortunately. The piles on our desks were manageable, though Francis was ecstatic that Elija could return to his normal schedule. It didn't take long to clean off our desks and return to our normal routines. Of course, there was one of those weird coincidences. Zeus and I were having our weekly operations review when Tad walked past Zeus' secretary, into his office, and crawled onto the big man's lap. "What's up buddy?" Zeus said. "My father just made a reservation for next Wednesday." "What?" I said. "You sure?" Zeus added. "How many men named Thaddeus Joseph Zyrowkoski do you think are out there? Besides, he sounded like I remembered. How did he track me down and why after all this fucking time does he want to see me?" "I don't know the first, and it could be coincidence, but the real question is do you want to see him," Zeus said. Tad picked his head up and looked Zeus in the eye. "Is it really my choice? Can I really tell him to go fuck himself?" "You've got a few days to think this over so I don't want you making a decision now but it is your choice," Zeus said. "If you don't want to see him we can even arrange that nobody has ever heard or seen Tad. Color your hair, a pair of fake glasses and you can work the front desk when he checks in, and he probably won't recognize you. After all, you're not the seven-year-old he walked out on. Don't even look much like the boy who walked into my office a couple of months ago," I said. "I don't?" "You've grown a couple inches, put on some muscle, but you know what the biggest change is?" Zeus said. "No," Tad said. "You know how to smile and laugh." A big grin crossed his face. He reached up and kissed Zeus' cheek and stood. "Thanks guys, I'll think about it but I've got to get back to work now." "I'll wait for you and we'll go home together," Zeus said. "OK, Keith's working late tonight." "How's the new apartment working out," I asked Zeus after Tad walked out. "It's nice having the extra room, not worrying about crushing the boy if I turn over in the middle of the night." "Zeus." "OK, it's a little awkward at times when all five of us are there, but that's more me than the boys. Mark, Mike and I basically stay in my bedroom when they're over, while Keith and Tad stay in his. We each have our own TV and CD player, and so far we've avoided any menage-a-cinque scenes, but I'm not sure the boys haven't thought about it." "Don't do anything you don't want, but don't deny yourself something that you do." "And try and figure out the difference before it's too late," Zeus said and we both laughed. "But I got to tell you what happened that night after the birthday party." "If you want," I said and leaned back in the chair. "You two took off on your own and the twins and I had agreed nothing that first night." "What?" "Call me old fashioned but I think having sex the first night gets in the way of building a real relationship. I know you and Daniel did but you weren't looking for one that first day." I nodded, he was right. "Anyway Keith wanted to come over, Tad wanted him too and while Cody was hesitant Justin pointed out that it would give them a night by themselves." "Yeah, Cody's still nervous about being naked around his brother." "I leave the two of them in the living room and head inside to bed. About an hour later I have to piss and walk out as quietly as I can. I didn't mean to look." "Yeah right," I said. Zeus shrugged, "the two of them were naked on the floor, hands reaching wherever they could over two hairless bodies. Suddenly Tad kisses Keith and lays him flat on the floor without breaking it. Tad starts licking down Keith, nipping at each nipple, cleaning both pits. Keith is squirming and his cock is hard already. A solid cut three inches sticking straight up. Tad continues down, avoiding the crotch and going between one thigh and another till he reached the boy's feet. Keith was moaning up a storm by this point. Tad moved back up and the two boys frenched so deep and hard I expected to hear tearing. I'm dying there, I'm naked, I can't move, my cock is dripping precum and I'm scared to touch it because I know I'll shoot and yell so loud it'll ruin their time." Zeus paused for a second and we both adjusted our crotches. "Finally Tad breaks the kiss and licks down Keith's chest until he comes to and swallows virgin cock. Keith had his first orgasm as soon as Tad's lips touched his crotch, and if I hadn't been there his scream would have gotten me out of the deepest sleep. Tad didn't stop though, he just waited till Keith settled down and gave him a long drawn out blow job till Keith came again. I swear the second was longer and louder than the first." "Holy shit." "Yeah, then Keith asked Tad if he wanted to fuck him but Tad showed him a large pool of cum and said it would have to wait for the next time. They curled together on the floor and fell asleep." Two days later Zeus called and asked me to come over and talk with him and Tad in his office. I entered thirty minutes later to see the big black man talking to a brunette wearing a pair of lightly tinted glasses, bicycle shorts and an open long sleeve shirt. "Is that you Tad?" "Yeah, what do you think?" "Still sexy but totally different. Why the shirt?" "I've got a distinctive birthmark on my left upper arm and a scar on my right that I got when I was five. He sees those and everything else is a waste of time." "So you don't want to see him then," I said. "Maybe see, but not talk to him. For me they've been dead for four or five years. I've got a new family now, don't need him in my life." "OK by me, but if you want to change your mind you can." "I understand Marc." "Fine, now Zeus you two tell everybody here the plan. There is no Tad at the hotel or anyplace else in town that they know of. Are you seeing the twins tonight?" He smiled, "I'll tell them to pass the word on the street. Anybody squeals they better be on the next bus out of town." "Good, I'll take care of the other properties and businesses in town. Tad Z does not exist. For the next week you are," I said. "Cary, I always liked Cary Grant movies," Tad said. Everything went smoothly and Tad's father spent three days and two nights roaming the streets of Peckertown looking for his long lost son. Got a lot of sympathy but no results. Tad saw him a couple of times walking through the lobby but nothing happened inside him to change his mind. Friday afternoon right before he left Mr. Zyrowkoski asked to see Zeus. "What can I do for you sir?" "As you know I came here looking for my son. I messed up seven years ago and was hoping to make it right." "I know, and I'm sorry it didn't work out. But as I explained before there are a lot of boys in this town and he may have changed his hair color, name. He may even have moved on, if he was ever here." "There are a couple more towns here in Arkansas that I want to try, and then head back home." "Good luck." "I've got a favor to ask though," Mr. Zyrowkoski placed an envelope on Zeus' desk, "if he ever shows up could you give him this. It's a letter and how he can reach me if he wants." Zeus slid the letter into his desk drawer. "If he shows up I'll give it to him. But you'd better be doing this for the right reasons or you might destroy whatever life your son's made for himself." That night Zeus and Tad sat in their living room. Just the two of them. The two of them, and an unopened envelope on the table between them. Tad put the envelope in an ashtray, lit a match and dropped it on the envelope. He leaned back and smiled as it burst into flames.