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This chapter contains a brief,
second party description of a BDSM session between an adult male and a
boy that went horribly wrong and the victim was seriously injured. The
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The Pastel Cowboy
Zach sat on the
listening to a string of foul words emanating from Steven’s mouth.
centered around the fact there wasn’t any money.
by Carl Holiday
5 – The Good, the Better, and the Despicable
“You could’ve least
him a hundred bucks for a blow job,” Steven said sitting down on the
of the futon. “Charlie is always good for a hundred bucks, he
shit isn’t free, you gotta pay the piper.”
“I didn’t do
Charlie,” Zach said. “Even when he drove me over here, I didn’t offer
anything and he didn’t ask for anything. I guess I kind of felt sorry
“You don’t feel
sorry for a
john. Hell, half the time that’s why he pays you so much. What you’re
makes him feel guilty and he feels he has to pay to redeem himself.”
“But his kids
over. They screwed with his life and we got caught in the middle. They
using me as much as they were fucking with their dad’s mind.”
“So, you should’ve
sucked his dick to make him feel better.”
“Maybe, I’ll do
the condo,” Zach said, calmly.
“Why didn’t you say
begin with?” Steven asked. “I’m getting mad as hell at you and all the
you’ve set up an appointment with him. You gotta get money out of him.
can’t make him think he’s getting freebies. You can’t feel sorry for
bastard. He’s cheating on his wife and his kids. He’s screwing with a
That’s one heavy guilt trip and you gotta let him pay you. He’ll feel
he pays something. You’re doing him a service, let him pay for it.”
Zach sat back, then
over at Steven. He hadn’t said anything about being fucked by Jeremy
and wondered if he should. He felt happy about losing his cherry and
of happy Jeremy was his first, considering he was Jeremy’s first, too.
a gift, but learning he’d come when both of them fucked him, now, that
gift in itself.
He wanted to tell
knew he’d get yelled at. He, also, wanted Steven to fuck him right now,
have that happen he’d have to tell Steven about losing his virginity.
to tell him about Jeremy and Paul, except he didn’t really want to do
What he’d done with Jeremy was special and what he’d done for Paul was
more special. He felt what he’d done with the two brothers wasn’t
told just anyone, not that Steven was just anyone, but he wasn’t all
understanding. Then he felt a tear dribble down his cheek.
Steven was staring
at him. He
turned away as another tear dribbled down.
“Okay, what’s wrong
asked. “Come on, tell me what’s wrong. Damn it Zach, what the hell’s
Zach watched him
Steven stood up and slowly walked around the back of the futon.
caught his attention. It was only a brief movement, an arm
repositioned. He cowered
away from Steven, raising an arm to deflect the fist.
“What the hell is
Steven asked, quickly coming around to the front of Zach, who rolled
side balling himself up and covering his head against the coming attack.
“Zach! What the
fuck are you
Zach watched him
on the floor right by his head. He flinched away from the hand on his
fist was coming, he knew it, but he couldn’t fight back. That would
it worse. He couldn’t fight back.
“Come on Davey,
God, what is this?”
He could hear tears
voice. He felt a hand softly caress his tear stained cheek. He wasn’t
This wasn’t his father.
Zach didn’t know
stopped crying or when Steven put the futon down so he could lie beside
He couldn’t remember exactly at what point Steven undressed him, not
way, but enough to be comfortable. He remembered the blanket being
them and Steven cuddling up behind him.
As awareness slowly
back adding bits of remembrance to Zach’s clouded memories, he
last beating, the one that put him in the hospital and his father in
Things were better after that. His father got the help he needed. What
couldn’t figure out was why he overreacted this time.
He heard Steven’s
breathing behind him and became aware of a skinny, little arm draped
He looked down at the diminutive hand pressed against his chest.
wanting the day to flood in upon them, yet wanting, needing something.
“Stevie?” A little
but not close to a full voice. He moved slightly hoping to waken his
“Huh? What is it?”
still wrapped in sleep’s confusion, was straight out of West
Texas. It reminded Zach of his own intonations. It
reminded him of home, but
that was far away now in another lifetime that was cut short by a
story, a made
“Fuck me, Stevie.”
“Fuck me right now. Don’t think about it. Do it. Please, do it now.
Please, Stevie, do it now.”
Zach could hear
losing it, again. He was too close to the memories of last night, last
hour ago, a lifetime past. He broke down and started sobbing. He didn’t
this, but he couldn’t stop himself.
“I’m sorry,” he
“I’m sorry. Oh, god, Stevie, I’m so sorry.”
“Hush, Davey. Come
shush, now. It’s alright, Davey.”
The words barely
Zach’s awareness, but he heard their comfort and used them as a crutch
himself back from the abyss. He rolled onto his back and turned his
Steven. He stared into the blue eyes and saw concern, caring.
“I did it with
Jeremy. It was
his sixteenth birthday. I was the gift, but it didn’t turn out like
wanted. Charlie wanted me to be fucked a couple times by all twelve
he was going to do whatever. He said it was going to be so bad I’d end
the hospital. But, Jeremy and Paul outwitted him. And, then, I did it
Jeremy when we were alone. He’s not really gay, bi I think. I did him
did me. I came when he did it. I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t even
touch myself. It was beautiful, Stevie. It was beautiful.
“Later, after we
shower, we went upstairs because I was supposed to sleep with his
brother, Paul, but we ended up in Jeremy’s bedroom. We didn’t do it,
rubbed ourselves against each other.
“I slept with Paul.
twelve, but almost thirteen. I let him fuck me in the morning. I came
time, too. Can you ever forgive me? I’m so sorry, but it wasn’t like we
it was going to be. I’m sorry, Stevie.”
Zach pulled the
onto his and held it tight against him. He wanted something, but he
certain what it was. He felt Steven pull out of his embrace and did
stop him. He closed his eyes and waited for the rebuke.
After a few moments
thought he heard something and opened his eyes slightly. Steven was
the foot of the futon, his dick wrapped tightly in a condom. He watched
spread lube over his dick and then walk around to the side of the futon.
“Pull ’em off,”
There was a bit of anger in his voice, or was it disappointment? Zach
sure. He raised his hips and slipped the boxer briefs down to his
Pulling his knees back to his chest, he pulled the briefs down and off
feet. He looked up and watched Steven kneel on the futon.
He tried to relax,
his mind away from what was about to happen, but he wasn’t prepared for
“Oh, shit!” Zach
Steven bore into him, not stopping until he was fully imbedded in the
Steven pulled about
out then thrust back in. Not stopping, he pulled back out and came
attack was relentless, unending, nearly unbearable. Steven kept at it
pushed Zach to the limit of his resistance; and, then he pushed a
was happening. He expected gentleness from Steven, not a brutal attack.
wanted it to end, yet at the same time he wanted to be punished for
disappointing Steven. He deserved to be hurt. He asked for this. This
least he could expect. And, just when he didn’t think he could go
second he saw his cock swell as his body reacted to the engorged cock
his ass. In less than a few seconds, his cock was fully hard and
tempo to his beating heart. He didn’t want this, but he was powerless
it. The feelings were so intense he felt himself falling back.
“Oh, god, Stevie!”
moaned as his orgasm swept him over the ledge, plunging him down, down,
falling, down, down. He opened his eyes and stared up to Steven. He
head just enough to get the first burst on his forehead. The second hit
partially open mouth.
it!” Steven whispered. “Oh, man, you’re so tight!”
Zach felt Steven
him as Steven’s own orgasm shuddered through his small body.
“Oh, Davey, you’re
so good to
me,” Steven whispered as he lay down on Zach’s body.
It was well past noon when
Zach finally opened the door to his
He’d planned on being back sooner, but making up with Steven took all
and he wanted to be certain every thing was okay between them before he
Steven was still a bit upset, but nothing like he was when Zach first
The first thing
Zach did was
peel himself out of the tight jeans and then removed all his other
didn’t know why, but he wanted to be naked and alone. Definitely,
knew he’d taken a couple big steps, plus a pretty big stumble, too, and
wanted to lie down on his bed and not do or think about anything for a
He was surprised he
capable of willingly going along with Steven to sell his ass; and, then
was all over, to make up with Charlie and offer himself to be used by
He remembered the slap Charlie gave him at the beginning and knew he
expect the same or more on Tuesday night. Though Steven hadn’t said
Zach suspected Charlie was very much into domination. He was that kind
What scared Zach was that he knew he could accept that kind of love,
though he said it he didn’t want anything rough. Yet, thinking about
hitting him before he fucked him made him hard, but now was not the
time for that.
He picked up his
and checked his voice mail. There were three messages.
“Hey, Zach, this is
Bruce is so neat. You know I said you were the best, but Bruce is
to you. Man, he’s great. We’re going to be studying and doing shit
this weekend. I guess I won’t be able to see much of you. Just wanted
you know so you won’t worry. Talk to you later.”
Zach felt a tear
come to his
eye and wondered if Jerry and Bruce were really studying or if there
more. He didn’t know either of them that well, but Jerry did kind of
on. He could imagine doing lots of things with Jerry’s body, even if he
little dick, but that would come later after they got to know each
Bruce pushing the envelope or was Jerry into doing gay stuff a lot more
implied. Zach wiped his eye with the back of his hand and listened to
“Zach, this is
Sara, call me
as soon as you can. I’ve got something important to ask you.”
Well, she didn’t
she knew what happened. He wondered how she would take it knowing he
gift, he was the whore Daddy bought for Jeremy. There was only one way
out. He entered her speed dial number and listened to the ring tones.
“You stupid fucker,
of here. Hello?”
“This is Zach. Is
“Oh, Paul, just
surprised. I thought you were a nice girl.”
“Not when my little
walks into my room when I’m, well, I’m not wearing, uh . . .”
“I’m talking to you
“Nude. Girls are
“Good, because I’m
right now. We should make a nice a couple. Of course, we can’t go out
that much, but at least we like the same lack of clothes.”
“Cut out the humor,
What do you want?”
“You called me. I’m
“Oh, yeah, uh, my
Jeremy and Paul are going to be home alone tonight and I was wondering
might consider taking them instead of Jerry. Do you think he’d mind?”
“No, actually, I
message from him saying he wasn’t going to be able to make it. So you
“Yeah, two. Jeremy
and Paul is twelve, he’ll be thirteen next week. Maybe you can come to
“I don’t know, but
it’ll be okay if they go to the movie with us.”
“Great, I’ll tell
you at seven?”
“Yeah, if I get
to find your place, I’ll call.”
“Good bye, Zach.”
“Yeah, good bye.”
She didn’t know.
glad about that, but taking her brothers with them to the movie
presented a bit
of a challenge. He wasn’t certain they could keep their mouths shut or
hands off him. He wondered if he could keep his hands off Jeremy, but
wondered why Jeremy wasn’t going to be with Derek.
He checked the last
“Zach? This is
Bruce. Hey, I
got your number from Jerry and I just want to say I appreciate what
trying to do for him. He’s a real sweet guy. Yeah, I think we’re
each other. Sorry. I hope we can still be friends. I don’t want you to
I’m stealing him from you, but he’s so nice. I’ve never met anyone like
before. See you at lunch on Monday, okay?”
Zach sat laid down
on his bed
and stared at the ceiling. Did he care that Bruce and Jerry were
He thought he didn’t, but there was something about Jerry. Maybe he saw
sweetness in the boy, too. Jerry was nice. Oh, well, he had Steven. He
bit older, but he was nice in his own way.
Except, at that
felt very alone as if he were the last boy in the world. He thought of
with Jeremy, seeing him again. Was it right for him to become involved
kid still in high school? He wanted to think it was possible, but there
Derek to consider. That boy was involved with Charlie; and, if Charlie
domination, maybe Derek didn’t have any choice in who he messed around
wondered about Tuesday night and whether Charlie might have Derek there
it a threesome, to get what they wanted Saturday night, but with Derek
couldn’t be the same as being alone with Charlie. Maybe being with
wasn’t a good idea.
He looked around
the room and
saw his books. He had a paper to write, a ton of reading to do, and
six hours. He wiped his teary eyes with the back of his hand and went
When Zach stopped
in the porte cochere at the McDonald’s he sat a moment collecting his
If the boys were decent about this, Sara might never know he was the
honor at Jeremy’s birthday party. She knew there was going to be a
honor, that was why she hadn’t been there, but what would she think, or
she knew the truth. Zach felt that familiar queasy feeling and brushed
of his hand over his eyes even though there weren’t any tears, yet.
There was nothing
except go to the door and steel himself against Sara’s vicious rebuke.
walked up the steps as if he was a condemned man climbing to his noose
before those massive oak doors. He looked for the doorbell, but the
opened. Paul stood there staring as if he wanted to jump into Zach’s
“Hi, you must be
said, making a not too subtle show of not knowing who was at the door.
“You must be Paul,
ready?” Zach asked. He wanted to take the boy in his arms and hug the
“How should I know?
girl, they’re never ready.” Paul ran off yelling, “Sara! You’re date is
Jeremy walked out
of the hall
leading to the kitchen. Their eyes met and Jeremy looked at the floor.
looked as if he’d been crying. Zach wondered if Daddy had Derek for the
Just as Jeremy
walked up to
Zach, Sara came down the stairs. She was wearing faded blue jeans and a
over red North Park jersey. She was so at home
like fourteen or, maybe, thirteen, a perfect little girl.
himself?” Sara asked, looking at her brother.
“No, but that’s
said. “Hi, Jeremy.”
“Hi,” Jeremy said,
the floor. The tension between him and Zach was almost palpable. Both
and kept their eyes diverted lest Sara pick up on their feelings for
Paul came bounding
stairs like the little boy he still was.
“So, what are we
see?” Zach asked.
“Oh, not that,
“You haven’t seen
said. “So, why are you complaining?”
“It has that woman
“It’s a cartoon,”
said. “It’s just her voice.”
“She’s a lesbian,”
“You know how I feel about . . .”
She stared at Zach,
ready to say the word, the word that would stop the night from
“So, Sara, how do
about homosexuals?” Zach asked, not wanting to let it go, but wanting
to get it
out in the open. He couldn’t stop himself. If anything was going to
their relationship, this had to be decided right now.
“I, well, you know,
I used to
hate them, but I’m not like that anymore. I just forget, sometimes.”
“Yeah, it’s hard to
all the time,” Zach said.
“Zach? I’m sorry,”
She walked over to him and took his hand in hers. “I’m sorry, okay?”
“Okay, I know
So, what’s this movie about?”
“I don’t know,
seen it,” Paul said.
“Zach? Can I ask
something?” Jeremy asked. His voice was almost a whisper.
“Well? Are we
“Wait, Paul, what
do you want
Jeremy?” Zach asked.
“What do you want
him?” Sara asked. “You don’t even know him.”
“What are you guys
about?” Paul asked.
“Not here, come
Jeremy said, turning and walking toward the kitchen.
“Must be important,
it is,” Zach said. “Be back as soon as I can.”
Zach wished they
off somewhere to have a quick kiss, but Jeremy’s subdued demeanor
something less pleasant. His first guess was Derek. He followed Jeremy
small alcove, then through a small door into a large storage closet and
another small door into a large pantry. Jeremy went back and shut the
He turned and was surprised when Jeremy wrapped his arms around him
tight hug. Zach put his arms around Jeremy and felt a slight quiver in
younger boy’s body.
“Derek is with
tonight,” Jeremy said. “They’re up in Daddy’s rooms right now.”
Zach felt the boy’s
shudder as sadness overpowered him.
“Hey, come on, it
that bad,” Zach whispered. “You’ve got me to hold onto.”
“Daddy laughed at
me. He said
I was being silly to think you’d like me. He said you were on drugs
otherwise, you wouldn’t have done it with me. He laughed at me, Zach,
front of Derek. Daddy laughed at me.”
He was sobbing now;
held him tight. He thought of his own father hitting him. He wanted to
that happened, but didn’t have a friend to run to. Last night, Jeremy
old to be crying like this; yet, being raised in the city and not
having to get
up in the middle of the night to hurry into the storm cellar because
a tornado warning or having to watch where you walked out in the
looking for a newborn calf because there were rattlesnakes might make a
soft. Or, was it something else? Maybe, Zach thought to himself, maybe
it was a
greater sensitivity to emotions. He cried now when he’d never cried
meeting Steven. Did you have to fall in love to be able to cry, again?
Jeremy think he loved him? They’d had sex only twice. Was that enough
“Come on, Jeremy,
okay,” Zach whispered. “Be thankful he didn’t hit you. It’d be a lot
he hit you.”
“Were you on drugs?”
“Did I kiss you
like I was on
“I don’t think so.”
“Here, try this,”
whispered, pulling Jeremy’s chin up and pressing his mouth to boy’s,
the slime on Jeremy’s upper lip. Holding the boy’s head with one hand,
the other down to the boy’s ass, grabbing a firm hold on a cheek with
fingers, pressing in through the loose material, and probing for that
area. The kiss was hard and long and he felt Jeremy’s cock begin to
“Does that feel
that it did
last night?” Zach asked, breaking their kiss. “If I remember right, I
have been a little more into to it last night, right? Jeremy? Come on,
me, whisper sweet nothings in my ear. Come on, lover, stop crying or
have to suck my cock and we don’t have time for that.”
“Hey! Are we going
movie, or not?” Paul asked. He was standing in the doorway leading into
“Get out of here,
Jeremy hissed. Paul turned and shut the door behind him.
“Wow! You’ve got
pretty good,” Zach said. “I was never able to get my horse to respond
looked up into
Zach’s eyes. They were red from crying, but the moment had passed.
still filled his face, but the worse was over.
Zach knelt down and
Jeremy’s pants. He pulled out the boy’s erection and put his mouth over
swollen head. While using one hand to massage the boy’s scrotum and
and the other to stroke the rock hard shaft, he worked his moist lips
tongue over the head. He was in a hurry and Jeremy responded just as
the overwhelming sensations. Zach felt the testicles pull up and the
swell. He slipped his hand further between the boy’s legs and pressed a
to that most sensitive spot pushing firmly against the tight muscle.
“Oh! Fuck! Zach!”
hissed, trying to hold his voice in check as the orgasm swept through
trying to keep up with the tartly sweet come spewing into his mouth. He
his hands from the boy, but kept his mouth over the cock as Jeremy
back from that blissful place. There was an unopened box of tissues on
shelf beside him and he took out some and wiped Jeremy’s still firm
Grabbing a few more, he stood up and began cleaning the tears and snot
boy’s face. He handed a few to Jeremy.
“Blow your own
nose, I’m not
sucking that,” Zach said.
“You’re funny, you
that?” Jeremy said. “That’s what I like about you most. You always try
something funny to say.”
“Look, I know your
an asshole. He proved that last night. Maybe, just maybe, he’s got
Derek by the
balls and Derek doesn’t know how to say enough is a enough. Maybe he
say no to your father. Maybe he doesn’t care for you as much as you’d
don’t know. All I know is I like you an awful lot, but I also know I’m
older and you’re still in high school.”
“You’re only a year
“And, I’ll be two
“I liked it when I
“I liked it a lot
it’s going to be hard. You’ve got all those other boys to be friends
What’s going to happen when they find out you’re dating me, instead of
girl at school?”
“I go to an all
There aren’t any girls. Besides, I called Roger this morning and
what Daddy did. He asked me if I was gay.”
“What’d you tell
“I asked him if
he’d hate me.
He told me Johnny, his younger brother, was gay. He said we could still
friends, but I couldn’t kiss him. We laughed. I’m beginning to think
Roger is a
better friend than Derek.”
“Sounds like it to
on, let’s get out of here and go to that movie with the lesbian in it.”
“It’s a cartoon!
“Well, what was
about?” Sara asked when they returned to the foyer. “I was beginning to
was going to have to watch a video or something.”
“Guy stuff,” Zach
“What do you mean
“Well, if you need
Jeremy is having problems with his penis. Nothing serious, mind you,
that when he comes . . .”
“Stop! I don’t want
about it. It’s not something he should see a doctor about?”
“No, he could have
father, but I guess that isn’t an option in this house.”
“No, Daddy isn’t
ask,” Sara said.
“Isn’t that the
and Jeremy said, almost in unison.
“Come on, guys, and
let’s get to the movie with the lesbian,” Zach said.
“It’s just her
Finding Nemo was better than Zach thought it would be. He
expecting a little kid movie with lots of silly songs, but was
surprised he was
able to get into the storyline and actually felt kind of bad for Nemo’s
He figured the others were also seeing a father could be good and could
about his children.
After the movie,
followed Sara’s and Jeremy’s conflicting directions down to Burger
one of the best chocolate milkshakes he’d ever tasted. All in all it
rather pleasant evening out and Zach hoped there would be many more. It
good to be around regular people for a change. He was beginning to
there were more people in the world who didn’t hate him because he was
When they turned
and headed down the hill toward the McDonald house, Zach had that
feeling, again. There were flashing red and blue lights all over the
most of them were inside the wall around the McDonald house. A cop
at the gate.
“What do you want?”
when Zach rolled down his window.
“I’m bringing the
from a movie, they live here,” Zach said.
“Let me check,” she
Then she was talking in her radio. She walked away from the truck,
“What’s going on?”
asked. He sounded as worried as Sara and Jeremy looked.
Zach was about
ready to get
out when the police officer walked back to the pickup. From the
Zach could see she was having trouble keeping the stern, don’t take
personal, look on her face. She motioned for him.
“I think she wants
to talk to
me,” Zach said, undoing his seatbelt. “I’ll be back in a minute.”
“I’m coming with
They got out
went over to the police officer.
asked. When the officer looked at her like she might be too young to
participate in this conversation, Sara added, “I’m eighteen. I’m the
responsible party here.”
Officer Graham, and the situation is this: your father has been
sexual assault on a minor, plus a few other charges. The victim is
readied for transport to the hospital. I guess their taking him to the
unit at County General.
Your grandfather has instructed the, I
butler, a Mr. Chambers I believe, to pack clothes for the three of you
you to go to your grandfather’s house. But, first, I need you to stay
until the ambulance has departed.”
“It’s Derek, isn’t
asked no one in particular.
“Yes, I believe
that was the
boy’s first name. Do you know him?”
“He’s my brother’s
“Was your brother’s
friend,” Zach said, for no other reason than to try to keep Jeremy out
At that moment, a
with Charlie sitting in the backseat came out the driveway and turned
hill. From what Zach could see, he wasn’t wearing anything above the
Sara must have seen the same thing, but she didn’t say anything.
“Would either of
you, or your
brother, know how to get in touch the boy’s parents?” the officer asked.
“Yeah, Jeremy knows
they live,” Sara said.
“Could you get it
“Sure, I’ll be
When Sara got in
the officer turned to Zach and said, “Know anything about BDSM, young
“Yeah, a little, I
feeling Charlie was into that kind of stuff.”
“Yeah, that’s the
uses when he hires someone for companionship.”
“In the business?”
“No, I know someone
about Charlie. I guess he hasn’t hidden much from his kids. They think
practically worthless as a father.”
“What about the
“Living with her
“Sounds like a
“Yeah, except for
the kids. I
kind of feel sorry for them.”
“Have a good
father, do you?”
“No, mine kicked me
because someone told him I was gay.”
Sara came back as
the aid car
pulled out of the driveway and turned on its siren. She handed a piece
to the officer.
“Can we go up to
McDonald, I’ll let
them know you’re coming,” the officer said.
There were four
cars, plus a van, at the house. Sara directed Zach back to the garage
there was only one police car, with the officer standing beside it.
“I guess I’d better
said when he stopped.
“No, I want you to
with us,” Sara said. “I’m going to need you to take one of the boys
grandfather’s, probably Jeremy as he knows the way. My Miata only has
and there definitely isn’t any room for bags.”
“Okay, whatever you
The police officer
them as they walked toward the service entrance. Chambers was at the
waiting for them. He looked worried. Three large duffle bags were lined
against the hall.
in a stern, business-like voice, an employer to servant voice.
“I was out since
my day off,” Chambers said. He sounded scared. Did the police ask too
pointed questions? How long was this going on? Where was he? How long
listen to the boy scream before calling for help? Were there any other
Questions that were meant to unnerve, make answers waver, cast doubt.
“When I returned, I
Mr. McDonald’s car in the driveway. He told me he was going to the
condo, so I
was surprised he was home so early. I went into my rooms and turned on
television. I heard a scream, not too loud, not too long, more of a
from a sudden shock. I knew Derek was with Mr. McDonald, but I make it
business not to know what has been going on between them. I do not pry
To Zach it sounded
practiced speech. Chambers wasn’t so much sounding innocent, but more
protecting his butt. He had a job to make sure everything was
this house and it went to hell in his absence.
“There was another
This time it was someone in extreme pain; and, the screaming continued.
horrible. I could hear agony in the scream. I went upstairs, following
sound of the unabated screaming. They led Mr. McDonald’s rooms. They
there, your father and Derek. There was the pungent smell of burned
the air. Once you’ve smelled it, you can never forget that smell. When
I was a
boy my brother got burned when his pants leg caught fire on a campout.
never forget that smell. Mr. McDonald was wearing black leather chaps.
all. He was just standing there staring at Derek who was on the floor,
He was writhing in pain. I called 9-1-1
and told them what I saw. The woman on the line told me what to do to
Derek. Mr. McDonald went over to the sofa and sat down. He was there
“What happened to
Jeremy asked. It sounded almost as if he didn’t want to hear the answer.
“Mr. McDonald had
a red-hot poker from the fireplace,” Chambers said. “I don’t know what
been doing, but Derek had a dog collar around his neck and there was a
was badly burned in his groin on his legs and, well, in between, and on
buttocks. I’ve never heard of someone purposefully doing something like
another human being, especially a young boy like Derek. I’m sorry Miss
McDonald, but I can’t work here anymore. I have advised your
grandfather of my
Zach was watching
the tears build
up in Paul’s eyes. He went over and put an arm around the boy. He
wanted to cry
himself. Then he felt Jeremy wrap his arms around him. Suddenly, he had
couple scared boys hugging him and fighting back tears. Zach thought of
night and his offer to be with Charlie at the condo. Was he that much
of a fool
to invite himself to a fling with a sadist? And, what about Steven?
never mentioned anything like this. Was Charlie very selective with his
victims? Or, was Derek special, so special he had to be branded? Zach
from the boys and found the toilet. He vomited.
Later that night at
McDonald house on Foundry Ridge—where houses weren’t so much houses as
castles, where old North Park money was made and wasted, and where
Charlie grew up to become movers and shakers of their community or,
Charlie, moved away to hide their dirty little secrets—Zach settled
Paul in his
room on the third floor, the children’s floor, as it was called in the
The room was spartan in furnishings, but, at the same time, was
little boy’s room. It was always Paul’s room whenever he stayed with
grandparents. Paul was still tearful as Zach tucked him in and bent
kiss his forehead.
“I wish you were
us,” Paul said. “I know I’m going to have night horses.”
smiling. “They’re called nightmares. I tell you what, I’ll tell Jeremy
might come and sleep with him if you get scared. Okay?”
“Okay. How could
that to Derek?”
“Your father is a
man who needs a lot of help.”
“You don’t think he
being mean to Derek?”
“Oh, he was
mean, but to do that a boy, someone would have to be sick.”
“Crazy, you mean.”
“You said it, not
“Daddy laughed when
out of our apple tree last year and broke my arm. He was laughing so
had to take me to the hospital. Yeah, I guess Daddy is sick. Sick in
I hope I never see him again. Ever.”
“Now, don’t start
like that. There has to be some good in everyone.”
“Even people who
“Well, I didn’t say
be obvious. Even my father, who was mean and despicable to me, gave me
money to come to college. He didn’t have to do that, but he did. I’m
he was good all the time. A lot of the time he was downright mean, but
be good, too.”
“I’m sorry, Zach,
but I can’t
“You get some
sleep. It’ll be
better in the morning.”
“You’ll talk to
“I’ll tell him
you’ll be over
in an hour or so.”
Zach closed Paul’s
went across the hall to Jeremy’s room. It was almost the same
décor, but had
posters of Swiss ski resorts on the walls. Zach wondered if they were
from Mummy. Jeremy was naked, sitting on top of his bedcovers, slowly
his erect penis.
“And, what would
you say to
Sara if it was her instead of me?” Zach asked, sitting down next to
adding his hand to the action.
“Tell her she can’t
cock,” Jeremy said, giggling. “Do you want to?”
“Not with Sara
“She won’t come up
She’s talking to grandpa. They’ll be at it all night.”
“Yeah, well, I’m
any chances. Listen, Paul isn’t doing so good and might come over here
with you. Is that okay?”
“Yeah, he does it a
says the night horses are after him. Will you kiss me?”
Zach leaned over
lips met. He opened his mouth, inviting Jeremy’s tongue to a little
took his hand off the boy’s dick and found a nipple to rub. Neither boy
the door open.
“What the fuck are
to my brother?” Sara asked. “Jeremy? Why don’t you have any clothes on?”
“Oh, fuck off,
it look like we’re doing? Never seen foreplay before?”
you? And, Zach what are you doing here?”
“Actually, I came
to say good
night, but Jeremy had other ideas.”
“But, he’s still a
I am too.
Sara, please calm down. Come over here and sit with us. Come on, I’m
you’ve seen him naked before.”
“Not for a few
haven’t. Cover yourself up, brother.”
“Okay, but it was
“You were the guest
last night, weren’t you?” Sara asked, looking at Zach.
“Yeah and I found
likes boys, but he also likes girls, too. He gets to have fun no matter
“Always a joke.
Jeremy and I
are, well, close. We’re not boyfriends, if that’s what you’re thinking,
like each other a lot.”
“I love him.”
“You’re too young
to fall in
love,” Zach and Sara said almost in unison. They looked at each other
started to laugh.
covers and close those beautiful eyes,” Zach said, standing up and
a hand to Sara. He helped her up and he put his arm around her waist.
had your kiss and a little more. I’ve got to get home, myself. It’s
been a long
“Will I see you
“No, I have to
spend the day
with a friend, but I can see you Tuesday night, if that’s okay?”
“I’d like that,”
“I’d like that a lot. Oh, why don’t you tell Paul to come on over. I
like him in bed with me. I think I’ll need some company.”
“Good night, Zach.”
“You’re falling in
him,” Sara said as they descended the broad staircase to the second
“It’ll be hard.
He’s still in
“It’ll be harder
don’t know where we’re going to end up. Mummy might have Jeremy and
her in Switzerland.
You might not see Jeremy for years.”
“He likes Switzerland,
“Yeah, he had a lot
over there, but he’s made a lot of friends here since Daddy brought us
“Sara, if you need
anything, give me a call. If the boys need something, call me. Okay?”
“You’re good, you
“Yeah, people keep
that,” Zach said, thinking of Jerry and Bruce and what they might be
this moment. “One of these days, I might start believing it myself.”