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Odd Team: Michael, Robert, David, Oliver.
Even Team: Josh, Philip, Akira, Lauro.
...
"Come on, pick up." Josh
muttered as he tapped his fingers against the wall, waiting for the connection
to go through. He wasn't sure if he wanted it to go through, though. The time
told him that his parents would be at work, which meant his uncle would be home
alone.
Josh's
relationship with his uncle was complicated. His earliest memories of him were
as a babysitter. He had been the ideal babysitter for a boy. Always ready to
roughhouse. Plus, there was nothing breakable in his apartment. Then he got
sick. It took a while for the doctors to figure out what was wrong, but they
finally came up with a diagnosis of Scleroderma, and to be precise, diffuse
systemic sclerosis /scleroderma.
Basically,
what was happening to his uncle was, parts of his skin were becoming hard and
it was affecting his internal organs. What was worse for Josh, though, was that
the disease was genetic, which meant it could be pass down in the family. His
mother had him and his father tested and sure enough, he carried a genetic
marker for the disease. They had never told him about the diagnosis, but he had
overheard the conversation one night, when he got up for a drink.
Of
course, there wasn't a guarantee he would develop the same disease, but Josh
knew he shared something else with his uncle that his parents didn't know
about. His uncle was gay, and he was pretty sure he was too. After that night,
he found it difficult to be around his uncle. It was like looking into the
future and he didn't like it. The situation had been made worse, when his uncle
had moved in with them. With today's sensibilities, it was embarrassing to rely
on others like his uncle had to, and Josh was determined not to let that happen
to him.
"Hello,"
the screen flickered to life, revealing his uncle's face, which lit with
surprise. "Josh, it's nice to see you."
"Hi
Uncle George," Josh said quietly. How are you?"
"Not
bad, not bad at all," his uncle said scratching at his chin. His fingers were
swollen and two of them were virtually unusable. "More importantly, how are
you? Hope you're not calling with bad news."
Josh
bit his lower lip. "My team lost the second round, but I'm still here."
"Well,
you can't win them all," his uncle said consolingly. "How's the plan holding
up?"
"That's
what I wanted to talk to you about actually." Josh trailed off not really
knowing where to go from there.
"What's
wrong?"
Josh
shifted uncomfortably. "Well, I made an ally but... I kind of like him."
"What do you mean, you like him?"
"He
spent the night and we did some stuff. I don't know. We might do it again
tonight. He's really nice and I kind of feel bad for him because his mother
seems like a jerk, and I'm using him." Josh could hear his voice start to crack
and he shut up, not wanting to cry.
"Hey,
calm down Josh." His uncle said, waiting for him to compose himself. When he
looked back at the monitor, his uncle continued. "Listen, how are you using
him?"
"What?
To get to the finals."
"And
he doesn't want to go there?" His uncle asked.
Josh
opened his mouth but caught himself. "No, he wants to win."
"See,
you're not using him. You have an alliance. You know the difference. So what's
really bothering you?"
He
winced at the question. Hiding stuff from his uncle had never been easy. The
man seemed to read through him sometimes. "I don't know. It's just, well," he
ran his fingers through his hair and took a deep breath, "I was with him when
he called home once. He asked his mom if he could come home and she said no.
Then, we were sort of doing stuff and he mentioned his mom had hired a teacher
to teach him the sex stuff. I don't think that's how it is, though."
His
uncle was quiet for a moment as he nodded to himself. "You are jumping to the
conclusion he's being abused, right?" He waited for Josh to nod. "It's
possible," his uncle continued. "However, it is possible that you're jumping to
the wrong conclusion. What do you really know? His mother is pressuring him to
compete, but that's not technically abuse. He had someone teach him some stuff,
but you'll recall, I offered to do that for you, too."
"Yeah,"
Josh interrupted "but I don't think it's the same here."
"That's
right. You think." His uncle cut him off. "Unless there's something you're not
telling me, I don't see it here. I'm not saying you're wrong, but you need to
find out more information."
"You
really think so?"
"Yeah
Josh, I do. Listen, you're really empathetic and actually, I'm inclined to
think you're right, but more information is best. Trust me, I used to work
these cases, remember?" He smiled wistfully remembering his former life.
"Either way, you're a good kid. A lot of people just ignore that sort of thing,
but you want to do something about it, don't you?"
"I
like him," he felt his cheeks warm at saying that. It wasn't just that he was
admitting possible feelings, but the praise was getting to him too.
"I
know. Although, I think you'd be doing this even if you didn't like him. Like I
said you're a good kid even if you can't stand the sight of me." Josh opened
his mouth to deny it, but his uncle was holding up a hand. "Don't deny it,
you're a bad liar, and relax, I understand. Now go talk to your friend."
"Alright,
bye." Josh said, as the connection was broken. He stood there for a moment
feeling bad that his uncle knew his secret and feeling worse for having it. It
wasn't that he didn't like his uncle, he did. If things had been different,
well, he didn't know. After a moment, he quietly gathered his pajamas and
headed out.
As
he started towards the shower room, he smiled. "Hey Nick, you didn't have to
wait for me." He placed a hand on the boy's head as he walked up to him.
Nick
smiled up at him, his lips a small line. "I wanted to wait for you."
"Alright,
let's take a shower at nine thousand meters then," Josh said, opening the door.
"Are
we really that high?" Nick asked, following him in.
Josh
put his pajamas on a shelf, "I think so. These planes fly around that high, I
think.
"Cool,"
Nick exclaimed, as he started to undress.
The
redhead found himself watching the blonde. His shirt came off quickly, followed
by his pants and underwear. The younger boy pulled his socks off by stepping on
his toes and pulling them free. He covered nothing, but as he collected his
clothes and threw them in a basket, Nick looked up at him with a quizzical
expression and asked, "You going to shower with your clothes on?"
Josh
shook his head and laughed. "It would save water."
Nick
giggled. "Yeah, but you wouldn't get clean."
"You're
right. I guess I should take them off." Josh pulled his pajama top over his
head and noticed Nick wasn't even trying to hide the fact that he was watching
him. It was only then that it hit him, why should he? Not just because they had
already messed around, or even that they were on a TV show that would show
their bare asses around the world, he liked Nick and Nick seemed to like him,
so why hide it?
The
simple realization made Josh relax, and he quickly joined his friend in being
naked. They went into the showers together. Turning one of the nozzles, Josh's
body was immediately doused in warm water. It was so much nicer than taking a
shower at home, where it always took several minutes for the water to warm up.
Nick
bumped into him, playfully, and when he looked down, the boy grinned up at him.
Josh shoved him back and Nick took a swing at him. Grabbing his arm, Josh
pulled the little blond towards him into a tight hug. The little boy wiggled in
his grasp, which just made the redhead hard, and he pushed his erection against
the boy's lower back. To his surprise the other boy pushed back and looked up
at him.
"You
want to put it in my butt?"
Josh
looked down at the boy, who looked more than eager enough. "I, um, don't have a
condom."
"I'll
get it!" Nick pushed away from him and before Josh could stop him, he was out
of the bathroom, not even bothering to stop for a towel. A moment later, he
came back, grinning triumphantly and holding a foil packet in his hand.
Mechanically,
he held out his hand for the packet and Nick gave it to him. Josh's eyes
drifted down Nick's body, stopping at his little erection. To him it looked
just right for his body, but it was thicker than he would've expected.
Yesterday, when it had been in his mouth, he had noticed that too, but it
didn't really bother him, even though Nick was almost as thick as he was.
Nick
made an impatient sound and snatched the foil packet back from him. "I'll put
it on for you."
He
ripped it open before Josh came back to his senses and said, "Hey?"
The
boy ignored him, pulled the kid condom free,
stepped forward, grabbed Josh's erection and slid it on. Nick grinned up
at him and retreated to the opposite wall. There, he spread his legs and leaned
against the wall with his back to him.
It
took Josh a second to realize that was the position Nick wanted to have sex in,
but there was something unsatisfying about it. He walked over and pulled Nick
around by his arm. Nick looked up at him confused. "I want to do it my way,"
Josh explained.
He
pulled the boy under the warm water of the showerhead and leaned down and
kissed him. Josh's tongue invaded Nick's mouth. He only put up a token
resistance. Josh's arms wrapped around Nick's shoulders and Nick responded by
throwing his little arms around Josh's waist. Almost unnoticeably, they started
to sink to the floor.
They
didn't break the kiss until they were both on their knees. Josh was trying to
copy a position he had seen on the Internet, and it took him a few seconds to
get it right. Knees slightly spread and his feet under his ass. Nick waited
patiently for him to finish before being pulled onto his lap. They kissed
again, and it wasn't hard for Josh to imagine himself in one of those cheesy
romance movies his sister likes. He imagined they were maybe on a tropical
beach with a storm breaking overhead.
With
a little assistance from his partner, Josh was able to line himself up with the
little boy's hole. When Nick started to push down on Josh's erection, Josh
thought he would have certainly bit through his tongue, if it had been between
his teeth. The boy was tight and warm. It was everything, and nothing, like he
expected.
He
was surprised when Nick's butt came to rest on his thighs. Josh looked at Nick
who had a small smile on his face and when he pushed up, that smile turned to bliss,
as he tried to push him back down. It took them several minutes to find a
rhythm, but when they did, it was wonderful.
Josh
didn't care they were being filmed. He didn't care that someone could walk in
on them. All he cared about was the boy in his arms and the warmth wrapped
around his dick. The water didn't let up, but Josh started to feel the rhythmic
motion. His back started to hurt a little and his thighs started to burn.
Then,
Nick seemed to become tighter around his erection and his little squeaks turned
to a higher pitch before going limp in his arms. It was the final thing that
pushed Josh over the edge, and with one last thrust, Josh felt his orgasm wash
over his body. It was mind blowingly strong, and even as Josh maneuvered the
two of them down onto the tile floor, Nick's anus continued to throb.
They
both lay there with water still washing over their bodies. Josh pulled out of
the younger boy after he laid him down, but it took him another minute to
summon the strength to pull off the condom. It took him even longer to summon
the strength to sit up and turn off the shower, which was starting to become
annoying.
Propping
himself against the wall, he looked over at Nick, who was red-faced and
panting. Josh wondered if it was the lingering effects of the orgasm, but he
was pretty sure he had never desired anyone as much as he did at that moment.
They
stayed like that for a few minutes, just looking at each other, but slowly,
Nick sat up and crawled over to Josh, who didn't hesitate to throw an arm
around him and cuddle up next to him. It was a little weird, sitting on a hard
wet floor, but Josh really couldn't bring himself to care.
"I
didn't know you could do it like that," Nick said quietly.
Josh
hesitated for a second, looking down at the matted wet blond hair "Really? I
saw a website that has all sorts of positions to try out. Your teacher never
showed you anything like that?"
Nick
hesitated, but eventually answered, "No."
Josh
nodded, although the boy couldn't see him. "He couldn't have been that good of
a teacher then."
Nick
seemed to try and bury himself deeper into his bare chest as he said, "I didn't
really like him."
The
redhead hesitated, but pushed. "Why not?"
"Can
I sleep in your bed tonight?"
Josh
wondered why the boy had not answered his question, but answered the question
posed to him. "Anytime you want too."
Nick
looked up at him and kissed him on the cheek. "I like you."
"I
like you too." Josh replied, without thinking.
...
Robert's
bare feet made little noise as he entered the communal room. The TV showed a
bunch of dark clouds shooting lightning. Even without seeing the brown head of
hair, he could tell Dave was up. An idea occurred to him and he started edging
towards the couch, as quietly as he could. The boy was engrossed in the
documentary and he was able to sneak up right behind him before laying a hand
on his shoulder and saying too loudly, "Good morning!"
David
jumped, and grabbed for the remote as Robert laughed. "Leave it on. I know
you're a geek."
"I'm
not a geek," Dave said, defensively.
Robert
glanced back at the screen, which had some guy talking about lightning.
"Whatever you say."
Jumping
over the couch, he sat down close to Dave and tried to listen to the
documentary, but quickly became bored. "What's this about?"
"Lightning."
"So
you like ... weather?" He tried to remember the official name for that, but it
slipped his mind.
"Meteorology,
and not especially."
Robert
leaned back and crossed his arms, "So why are you watching it?
"Because
it's interesting."
Robert
thought that had to be the geekiest thing a geek had ever said. "But you just
said you don't like meteorology?"
Dave
shot him a glare. "I didn't say I didn't like it."
"So
what do you like?"
"Geography
and paleontology, but really, I just like learning about stuff."
"Why?
Isn't it boring?" Robert questioned.
Without
saying a word, David flipped the TV off and looked over at him suspiciously.
"What are you doing? We're already allies?"
Robert
stared back at the other boy, confused. "Yeah, but does that mean we can't be
friends?"
"Friends?
You just called me a geek?"
"Well,
I think you are one." He saw the other boy's expression start to darken so he
quickly added, "That's not a bad thing. I mean, you probably get really good
grades and stuff. Besides you are not a geek geek. I mean you're good at
playing video games and stuff. So why can't we be friends?"
Dave
stared at him for a few seconds and then said, "Are you serious?"
Robert
felt his cheeks warming for some reason. "Yeah."
The
boy looked away from him and muttered, "I don't really have friends. Don't
really know how to be one."
"What?
I mean, why?" He shook his head in surprise. "I mean, you have to have friends,
right?"
The
brunette shook his head. "Not really. Like in kindergarten and first grade, but
like you said, I'm smart. I used to always raise my hand to answer questions
and always got the right answer. That annoyed everyone, so they just kind of
stopped hanging around me. Now I don't raise my hand, but everyone still thinks
I'm a showoff."
Robert
stared at Dave for a moment, feeling sorry for him. He tried to imagine what it
was like not to have friends. Not anyone to hang out with or just talk to.
Without really thinking about it, he nudged Dave with his foot and smiled. "So,
you want to be my friend then?"
Dave
smiled and nodded.
...
Ryan
was editing what would become the second episode of the season, when he heard
Edward approach from behind him. He had only a few seconds before acknowledging
his presence. "Yes?"
"Sir,
there's something I think you should see. It might affect the integrity of the
show." He placed the laptop down on the table and started to play a
conversation between Josh and his uncle.
He
listened to the video and felt his stomach sink. When it ended, he nodded and
said, "Thank you for bringing this to my attention."
"What
are you going to do?" Edward asked.
Ryan
thought for a second before saying, "The man was right. We need more
information and I know who to call to get it." He turned away, but Edward
didn't move, and after a second, he turned back to the intern. "Yes?"
"You
can't sit on this."
It
took a lot for Ryan to lose his temper, but that implication was enough. He sprang
to his feet. "Listen, I know what some of my critics said about me, that I
exploit these boys, but that is simply not true. I do everything I can to make
this competition safe. I do care about these boys. I love boys and have no
desire to see them hurt. Yes, something like this would reflect badly on the
show, and I will do everything I can to protect the show, but not at the
expense of Nick."
He
stared down the younger man before continuing. "I'm going to make a call to
someone I use to check out the men who participate in the show. It is a private
investigation service. They do good work and are not cheap. If anyone can find
evidence, they can. What I will do from there, I'm not sure but I will not
cover it up."
Edward
looked suitably convinced and Ryan sat back down before adding, "I appreciate
your concern, though. To put your mind at ease, stay here and I'll put the
conversation on speaker." Of course, Ryan had said that before considering the
time difference. Although they were about to land in India, the person he was
calling was a workaholic, and even if she wasn't there, someone else would be.
The
phone rang twice before a feminine voice answered. "Well if it isn't my best
client. Are you already planning another season?"
Despite
the situation, he found himself smiling. She had one of those voices that put
people at ease. "I'm afraid not Sarah. I need you to investigate someone and I
would like you to put your best people on it."
"All
my people are the best or they'd be working for someone else," Sarah said this
as if it was simply a fact.
"Will
I need you to investigate one of the parents of a contestant. There are some
questions about his home life. I'm sending you a video."
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