.....First of all the boys in this story are not virgins. Well none of them have had sex with any females any way. Yes they are all gay, and most of them have had sex with other boys.

As I have said somewhere else the virgins name is just a word to remind the boys to not have sex outside the band. You never know where a strange dick has been. HIV and other nasty stuff is all over the place and are so nasty.

Backstage, a busy evening as the band, singers, and support staff get ready for the show. First of all the boys strip down to the well tanned skin. Yep temp tattoos are on display on the well tanned skin. Each boy sets down as their face is panted with many designs, everything from cats, monkey to strips. Each boy has his own face to be panted on.

The next item is to get there costumes on. Oh boy a small tan colored belt with a WELL you can't call it small, container for the balls, and dick. A batch of nice shiny chains hung on their bodies. Yep one of throes hidden strings up the ass crack bits. It is just about the bare minimal allowed on stage.

The curtain raises to a blast of music. Drums, horns, singing. Have you ever heard of hell's-a-popping? It was an old show where shit happened one thing after an other as fast as you can blink. This is like that show. A song, an instrument act, a tap dance, ballroom dancing, opera, all almost naked on stage.

After a few shows, a batch of songs recorded, and played on the air people fall in love with them, and forgot the bare image. It was soon the show to see, and also the place to guest star on as well.

Soon after the first band was on the road a 2nd band with the same name with a small number two on the drum head was on the road. Every few weeks or months a new band was on the road till fourteen were decided to be the max that can be handled. Well there was one other show decided on after all. The boys wanted to do a Las Vegas show, a drag show. They had some of the most beautiful ladies on stage, and most of the ladies of Hollywood spent time clapping for them as they imitating them. New boys rotated into or out of the act was done often. With 14 bands on the road, it was easy to find replacements, and place some of the boys from the drag show when they needed new faces.

Jerry got a hard on day. No not his dick. He was refused service at a well known eating place. You know that old shit, "We don't serve queers here, I don't care if your in a wheelchair either." Oh boy he went off like a firecracker. He called in a lawyer he know, and pointed out first of all that the steps were not legal. "Sue them, close them down. Next I am gay, and proud to be, and will have every one of them in jail for not serving me." Well the lawyer took them on, and won on the gay, and lost on the steps, grand fathered in. "Bullshit." Jerry headed back to the steps later that week in his wheelchair. He had a harpoon under the seat that he used to drag the chair up steep hills. It works on steps as well. It does make quite a hole in the nice plastered wall as well. Jerry had made sure no one was around to see him use it. He was now on a crusade. Too many laws were being scuffed at. Lawsuits were soon piling up in the courts. Newsmen heard about the wall damage, and started adding one, and three to = two??? Pictures of holes in walls were soon being posted. WHO DID THIS HOLE? Jerry started to hear about many other things that were being done, and not done. He started a website and it was a landslide. One item caught his attention. It was West Virginia. Hillbillies no less.

Okay your wondering what brought this sidetrack to the music bit! Well some handicapped people had went to Las Vegas. Oh boy, lets see "We can park you at the back of the room. No we don't have any tables low enough for your chair. and so on, and so on. Lets see, no we don't have low spots in the curb for chairs to use, and so on. Jerry put out a call for people who need a push to call on him. He picked up a bus load, No make that busloads not a single busload. Hotels, bars gambling places all had heart attacks as people on crutches, canes, chairs, handicapped of all types showed up wanting service. Blocked roads with chairs trying to get over curbs. Jerry had a machine placed in front of city hall that would cut a curb in just a few minutes with just two men to run it. A list of violations of the law was also posted, curbs, doors, steps, and many more as well. Well many a place that was named asked to use the machine. The city had to buy their own. One city off the hate list, many more added to the list that was posted on the news

Jerry also did a tour of the talk shows to tell them he was having fun helping other people that needed a hand, but he was also gay, and had some plains to make some homophobic people sorry that they had such big mouths. I'm going to empty their wallets. Open mouth loose money. How will you do that? "Its easy if you have enough people, and money. How many handicapped did I have last week?"

Well Jerry did have a handy wheelchair. It had many ways to help a handicapped person get around. Yes Jon was tight about letting people know it can fly in the ones his people use. It can be spoke to, and talk back. Tell it to go where you want to go. Fuck that using your hands on the wheels. As I spoke of one time, drop a cigarette, start a fire, you yell for help, the chair will get you away from the fire, call a next door neighbor to help you, call the fire department, tell you your a fool for smoking. Enough on the chair, You have seen those two wheel motorized ways to get around, Watch out when some of Jon's boys go to work on them. They will be doing everything but climb trees. Jerry's gang of wheelchair thugs were put on the road in a fleet of buses. They had a enough people to blockade a town. You try to get around a dozen chairs in front of a door that will not let a chair in, up steps, or so on. News people were always called. Cops were called by stores owners till they started thinking, oh no cops, newspapers, TV's. After awhile Jerry called ahead with a list a cities he had in mind to visit as he called it.

A list of items that might be changed to make the city friendlier was always with the list. Soon one bus pulling into a town was enough to make a handyman a pile of money. Oops make that a handy-PERSON.

Jerry got a group of handy persons, and some cargo trucks. He loaded the trucks up with everything needed to fix curbs, steps, doors, bathrooms, and so on. He started with the town leaders, "Okay I have a truckload of free items, and the people to but them in place. Do you want to bring your town into compliance with the law?" After reading the laws, and more talk, the man, and most of the town said yes. Jerry waved his arm, and ordered his people to go to work. His busy little bees attacked the what ever. Some took a few days, others took weeks, a month was the exception.

Jerry had started something that grew on its own. His E-male was soon full, and he had to get a boy to take it over, the first thing the boy did was as soon as he took it over was put a batch of the people with ideas to work doing what they had suggested. Sure it cost money, but at the same time Jerry had bought into many places that made the items he had been using to fix the country. One hand washes the other. Jerry had calmed down as he saw much being fixed. He went home to get his mind to working on other things.

Yes he was placed in charge of one of Jon's home. Over three hundred boys. Lets see out of three hundred boys how many need a doctor. Jerry found out almost at once. Thirty seven! Jerry but three of his sons in over all charge of the home, and let them report to him.

Jerry spend every minute in the hospital with the doctors teaching him how to be a doctor. Not just a doctor, but a surgeon.

List of what he does

Drives a car

Fly a plane

Engineer/inventor

Chef/cook

Surgeon/doc

Father

Computer expert

Runs hosp

In charge of a home

Runs a restaurant

His next job was to cure any person, mostly those that needed to as he said often, GET THEM OFF THEIR ASSES, AND ON THEIR FEET.

Yes he had pushed the engineers to build his wheelchair. He wanted to go out on the mountain trails. The first try was hand peddles. Bull-shit. Tow-job! Next treads, it had to have an eng/motor. Re/fuel/re-charge. Tow-job. A steep hill Tow-job. A harpoon under the chair with a tow cable attached. com-se-com-saw. Many more Tow-jobs.

Jon's men had been working on something for sometime. MAX the computer had found some stuff that with an application of elect could be made to float in the air. Jon liked the idea but wanted more, make me a flying suit. While they were working on that Jerry got his nose into the flying shit, and asked if they make his chair lighter? Less weight. Less power needed. Yep good idea, but it was just as easy to put the full deal on the chair. The power needed was about what a lawnmower might need. Height flying unknown.

No more tow jobs after they worked out all the bugs. Jerry built a trailer to hold the gas, and small motor plus any camping gear he might need. The chair had levers built in that can be used like arms to set up a camp.

After a long test time Jerry had worked out all the bugs, and built in everything he needed. He was often on the mountain camping out, At first he always had some of his sons with him as back up. Over time he had decided the chair was all he needed.

One day he was alone on the side of the mountain. He heard the sound of axes where he know no one should be cutting any wood. Jerry rolled his chair down a trail toward the sound. First he called back to the home on the lake to inquire about anyone being out there. He was told to wait for some of the rangers to get there before he investigates the sound. "Baa." was all they heard. He heard some boys talking as he neared the tree they are working on. He looked around as he saw a well set up camp. He saw a peg set in a clear area, it was clear they were going to try to drive the peg into the ground with the falling tree. "Hello the camp, may I come in?" "Dam what are you doing out here in a chair?" Jerry spoke of loving to be in the outdoors. He also pointed out they can't leave the tree half fall.

He looked over the job they are doing, and told them he thinks they will hit the peg.

He watches for the rangers, and when he sees one of them he makes a sign to tell them to stay back.

The group of boys went back to work on the tree, and soon it fall, and drove the peg into the ground. Jerry pointed out they might as well cut off the branches. "Do a good job for the timber men. I did see it was marked to be cut." As they were doing the job he made another small movement that said come in soft boys.

"Hi Jim, its nice to see you out doing your job." "Nope it is nice seeing someone else doing my job, and doing a good job of it too." Jerry interducted everyone, and asked Jim if he wanted to help cut with some of the limbs? The two groups worked together. and then worked to get a meal from the woods around them. Jerry pointed at the tents, and then at the trailer. "I guess that means our camping trip is over?" "Yep I just got your real names, and where you came from. Your family will be here to take you home in a few days."

"Why a few days?" "Well you ran away, so you had a reason. We asked if we can wok it out before the mothers start with the tears." "You think you can do that?" "Yep, I can't read minds, but I can read people. I saw looks, eyes, words spoke. Bells went off before I was here five minutes."

Jerry asked, "can you read people too?" "Yes we can, and we read all the people down by the lake last year when we were here visiting our cousins." "Shit we'll have to watch our acts better." "We kind of hoped we could find some help here." "Okay lets strike the tents, and get down to the lake."

The four boys were scouts, and were fine scouts. One of the other scouts had got the idea the four boys were queer and was trying to get them to have sex with him. He was older, and bigger then them. The only thing they could think of to do was to run. An adoption was made at once. Well it was more like (Lets get them home, and fixed up so they are safe there.)

Four sets of parents were soon setting around a meeting room with four young boys. Jerry, and a group of other people from the home who led the meeting. One of the men spoke up, "okay I'm going to trust this whole roomful of honest people. The reason I know your honest is I am a mind reader." There were gasps, demands to prove it, and so on. The man rolled his eyes, shook his head. "Okay lets get this done fast, each of you think of one word, or name. JOHN, FUCK, TOM, MAN, CUTE, OH BOY, DAM, SEX, okay I'm not going to point out any person. Okay all the parents know there sons are gay, and now the boys know they know. You all know you love each other, and there is no need for this meeting except to cure a blackmailing wee prick." Well it did go on for awhile, but way waste time here

A plane was laid on for the familys, and Jerry with three of his sons, with his chair, oh yes one other person, a young mind reader. The scout master was there to meet them. He was read, and passed as gay, but never had a thought about sex with any of his boys. He liked his sex with older males. Jerry apologized for reading his mind, but he had to have it done as the four boys had to be safe. A lot of talk was done as everyone had to be on the same page. Yes everyone know who was gay. Yep even the scout master. Jerry had been looking at the mountains around the town, he had a look of lust in his eyes. His sons saw it, and giggled as they told him, us too dad, but we don't know the trails.

The scout master swore, no fucking way can you go up there in a chair. A smile as a bet was made. The next day the trail chair was off loaded, Three tents, and all the rest of the gear was piled in the trailer. The four young scouts led the way. The scout master was still not too sure the hot chair would make the trip. The three sons smiled all the way as they watched their father having a good time. That was till late in the day when a sudden storm blow in. They barely had time to get the tents up before it hit with full force. Jerry asked everyone to get in one tent, as it can be kept warmer that way. A small gas heater set on low soon had the tent overheated. Clothes were taken off till just skives were the last item on anyone. As no one minded the group split into partners. Jerry clamed the scout master. and his sons just made a puppy pile. The light was dimmed down to almost out, and everyone just was having fun.

When time came for the sun to come out, it was not to be seen. "Oh shit! Okay people we have to get down now." "How, we can't get the chair down, we're not leaving you up here." "That's what we well use to get down. Look we have to leave all this other junk behind. The chair will be close to max load with just our body weight on it." Every ounce that can be removed is left behind. Wrist-watches glasses wallets, and so on. Boots as well are left, and extra socks were warn. The eight people were crowded on the trailer, and chair as it took off on a compass reading for the town way below them. An hour, and ten minutes later a loud yell gets a garage door open so they can get into a warm house. Every shower, and tub in the house was soon full of naked bodies. Warm bathrobes, and warm food was soon in place to revive everyone.

Two days later A two man, really a man and, one of his sons brought the stuff down off the mountain.

A lot of fingers to the lips were seen as everyone was saying, I SEE NOTHING.

Over time Jerry returned often to that fine mountain, and the fine scout master too. On one of the trips the evil young scout was invited to join them. As it was a rather cool night he was told that really as he was not too nice a person they should take a vote as to if he should be in a tent, or outside. The slips of paper were in two piles as they counted. At last he was told "you get to stay inside, by one vote. Clean up your act, or you might lose the next vote. The boy did have to run outside to take a piss.

Okay the chair was one wonderful item. Jerry starts thinking on an improvement. What's next? Well how about a scooter? It is a low power gas motor. A three point seatbelt. No seatbelt, no fly. open seatbelt it floats to ground, and shuts off. Any time it is flying a holograph will be showing around it. One rule that will never be broke is that if there is an injured or handicapped person they get the ride.

A new game is thought up, groups of the young boys with one dragging a recharge trailer set out to see how fast they can get to another home. This almost got them grounded as a group started posing in front of some large heads carved out of rock, or under a half circle built near a river. That was the picture that almost got them grounded

Jerry defended them, and told Jon, put Max in charge, we left to much in the boys hands.

Back to the Virgins, a group of the bands had decided thy want to put on a drag show. "No way guys it would do your image in.

They begged again, and again, and at last Jon gave in part way. "You can do some drag shows in bars with guards on hand, with never a word called Virgins spoke." Oh boy was that a show. Everyone know at the first note sang who it was, but there was never a word spoke that could prove it. Bar after bar had a drag show that brought the house down. The Virgins might be playing on the other side of town the same night they opened in the bar. Do you think someone had planned this?

Another song that was interducted as his mothers favorite, was DANNY BOY. It was sang with an Irish brogue. The sad feeling was felt in every word.

Another place that the bands, and the drag show were seen often, that never was charged a cent was many a HIV home. They might have came there to die, or hope to live. The bands sing for them, and some of them get a dance with a handsome almost naked young man. Or maybe a pretty lady that might be a handsome young man after all. They often become nurses, or attendants. Not one of them is tot good to move a bedpan. Some patents are so young it can drew a tear. Never when the child is near by. Songs, and stories, jokes as well. All well rehearsed.

The hospitals are rebuilt town houses called brownstones in some places. Jon bought a pair of them side by side, and turned loose a contractor on them. He told him what he wanted as the end product, and left him to do the job. It did cost over the estimate as some beams needed replaced, and the basements almost needed a complete rebuild. It was done to code plus. Jon hired the man, and his team to work for him alone. He worked for, and with Jon.

While playing in a town the Band often played a free show in a bar that needed the bar sales. Fuck the Tax men we got some free drinks .

Back to story

Oh yes I had a good idea the other day. As I don't tweet tweet like the orange nut, The black people are claming they worked for free for most of the time the good old USA has been here. Yep they were kidnapped and sold. Forced to work for nothing. There family were sold away from the plantation.

Ok my idea is a partial pay back. If you can say MAMMY you will not pay any tax's for 100 years I MEAN ANY TAX.