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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.
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?"
"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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