Date: Mon, 30 Jul 2012 13:17:30 -0700
From: Dave <outinwest@gmail.com>
Subject: The Society Boys part 78

The Society Boys
By Connor Matthews


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Now on with the next chapter:

And here's what you missed on The Society Boys.  Justin is a twin with
Jason, only he's actually a triplet with French guy named J.P.  Justin was
straight, then his best friend Alex showed him he was gay. Alex and Justin
joined a secret society called the `Q' and had to do lots of initiation
things with gay guys.  They learned that Jason was in the club and was a
friend of Dorothy too and now they were all living a bigger secret than
being gay and all fooled around together.  Jason and Justin tricked Alex by
switching places and Justin met Colin.  Alex fell in love with the other
brother and Justin liked Colin who turned out to be uber rich and owned the
`Q'.  Justin became a big shot in the `Q' and Alex got cancer and Jason
married him because he loved him, or because it was on Alex's bucket list.
Then Justin maybe got jealous that his brother was married and married
Colin.  Somewhere along the way they met a young guy named Kyle who told
his parents he was gay and they freaked out and threw him out like the
recycling.  Justin and Colin recycled him and turned him into a happy fag.
They tripped over a street kid named Troy who thought that you could eat a
steak with your hands and spit it on the floor.  They fixed him and adopted
him and made him happier.  Justin is a horny guy and can't keep his clothes
on, but that's okay because he's cute with a big dick.  Kyle is in love
with Justin.  Justin is in love with Colin.  Troy is in love with J.P., he
just doesn't know it yet because he thinks he's straight now.  Jason opened
a super cool night club called the Slam'r and they have sex and party there
a lot.  Justin still tricks people into thinking he's Jason and J.P.  They
are friends with everyone and especially a celebrity in California who
likes kinkier sex.  Everyone is circumcised, except for those who aren't.
Even the straight boys seem to have sex with guys, maybe they should add
more lighting so they know who they are doing.  And that's what you missed
on The Society boys...


Chapter 78

"That's funny.  Is Ryan Seacrest going to be the host?  I can hear it now.
THIS...is Mary Can Idol.  Please welcome your judges, Steven Tiedup,
Hairyfur Lopez, Randy Jacksoff," I said poking fun at him.

"We have some good judges and the host is pretty funny.  We debated using a
drag queen but decided against it as it was too predictable, so we chose a
gay comedian instead.  He was at one of the comedy clubs and we hired him
for the 16 weeks.  The show will be on a Wednesday and Thursday but we had
the auditions all last week during the day so that we could narrow it down
to 24 people."

"How many showed up?"

"About 300.  It took forever to decide who was going through to the next
round.  I have no idea how they would do it on the real show with hundreds
of thousands of people.  We will have 12 sing on Wednesday and 12 on
Thursday and then narrow it down by half and do the whole elimination thing
until we are down to our winner, just like the real show."

"How do you vote?"  I asked.

"We're going to use the website, tweets and in house ballots.  But the
first part is decided by the judges and how loud the audience responds to
the singer."

"What do they win?"

"$5,000 and bragging rights."

"Bragging rights?  Hmmm...well I hope the guys are cute?  They could brag
about that."

"Some of them are for sure.  I already know which ones I'm voting for even
though I have no idea if they can sing," laughed Alex.

"I'll be there.  Sounds like it could be fun," I said and went out to join
Lawrence and Troy on the trampoline.  Lawrence appeared fearless as he
jumped so high that I was sure he could see the whole city over top of the
house.  I guess it was a good thing he was still in his underwear or the
neighbors could possibly be getting an interesting show as he became
visible over the roof.  I had to laugh at the thought of it.  Once he
dropped onto his back and stopped bouncing he asked me if I was going to
join him.  He said we could bounce opposite each other.  It looked like he
was beginning to finally fit in with our group.  He didn't once call me a
fag or sissy boy.  I stripped to my underwear as I figured he might not
appreciate me naked.  He timed our jumps so that while he was in the air I
was hitting the trampoline and vice versa.  I bumped into him a few times
and he just grinned.  I wasn't as daring so didn't jump anywhere near as
high but it was fun.  On the final jump we timed it wrong and both hit the
trampoline almost at the same time which sent both of us off balance and we
fell.  He landed on top of me and used his hand to try and stop himself.
We crashed onto the mat and I think he hit his head against my chest as it
knocked the wind out of me a bit.  We both lay there laughing.

"Dude, you're bleeding," Troy said to me as he pointed at my arm.  It
looked as if Lawrence had got me with his long girly nails when he came
down.

"Shit sorry dude.  I didn't mean to do that."  Lawrence apologized.

"Nah, no big deal.  It's not the first time," I got off the trampoline and
headed for the bathroom to clean it up.  They were pretty long scratches,
probably 4 inches and he had done a good job of cutting me.  Maybe he
should register those nails as lethal weapons.  I would bring out the
clippers for him later so he could trim them, although he might take
offense to that.  Troy offered to help and followed me to the bathroom.  He
was also just in his underwear, probably happy that it wasn't him that had
been scratched.  Troy made a good nurse as he used a cloth to wipe the
blood away and then some antiseptic to rub into it, once the bleeding
stopped.  The scratch was too long for a bandaid so he used a gauze pad and
taped it into place and then wrapped my arm.  It looked like a major repair
by the time he was done bandaging my arm.  I looked like I'd just come out
of surgery.

"Where did you learn to do that?"  I asked curiously.  "You make a good
nurse."

"I had my share of trips to the hospital when I was a kid and on the
street, so I learned how to do lots of stuff, plus the nurses and doctors
showed me things when I asked."

"Cool, maybe we should send you for first aid training and you can become
the resident doctor for all of us."

"That would be awesome.  I think I'd like to be a doctor.  Maybe I can take
out your appendix tomorrow or something as practice," he laughed.

"Let's stick with bandaging cuts for now, huh.  About all I know about
being a doctor is how to do a prostate exam."  I giggled.

"Cool.  Wanna check mine, doc?"  He laughed as he dropped his underwear and
bent over the end of the counter.  I lubed up my finger and pushed it into
his ass and felt around for his prostate.  I found it quickly and he
jumped.  I rubbed around on it for a few seconds and then looked underneath
him as he cock inflated and became hard.

"Looks like your prostate is working fine, but I think I should go in a
little deeper just to make sure."

"Okay, you're the doctor," he grinned as he turned his head to look at me.
He reached behind him and tugged at my underwear, as if I needed
encouragement.  I stepped out of them in a flash, lubed up my cock and
pushed it against his hole.  He took a deep breath and I slid in and fucked
the cute ass as I held his hips.

"How's it feelin', doc?"  He said as I watched the big smile on his face
through the mirror.

"Feels like you have a healthy prostate, nice and smooth.  It likes to be
stimulated and the walls of your bum are smooth and slippery.  I think I
can definitely say that there is no problem in there.  But to be safe, I'm
going to coat the inside of your ass with some protein to keep it nice and
silky smooth.

"Okay, thanks!"  He laughed.

I shot my load into him and pulled out.  "I think your prostate is fine and
you've received your weekly protein shot.  Just leave it in there for a
while and let it soak in to get the nutrients into the wall of your rectum.

"Rectum, damn near killed him..." he giggled quoting the old joke.  Troy
turned and kissed me.  "Now I definitely want to be a doctor."

We cleaned up and put our shorts back on to head out to Lawrence.  Troy had
kept my cum in his ass and wiggled his butt at me as we went back.

"Just making sure to get the protein all over in there," he laughed.

Colin saw my bandaged arm.  "Whoa, what happened?"

"Nothing serious, just a trampoline accident from Edward Scissorhands out
there.  Fortunately I have my personal first aid attendant to take care of
me I said as I put my arm around Troy who gave him a big grin."

Lawrence saw the big bandage around my arm and began to apologize again.  I
assured him that it was no big deal, but he didn't want to jump anymore as
he felt really bad.  I decided to give him a hug, to make sure he knew I
didn't care.  He actually let me and didn't make any gay comments.  I only
made it a quick hug otherwise it would have been awkward and I probably
would have popped a bone.

Troy and Lawrence hit the hot tub before heading for bed.  I went and put a
shirt on and joined Colin for a game of pool.  Lawrence and Troy took off
early in the morning before we got up.  I was proud of Troy as he seemed to
be making good friends while at the same time not forgetting the life he
had previously.  Lawrence was a street kid and Troy was doing the same
thing for him that Kyle had done.  Spending time and casually showing him
new things.  Troy loved the fact that he had a new girlfriend and real
parents now and you would never know that he had such a tough start to his
life.  He was spending lots of time on his parking lot job and every time I
went down there he was still getting people to give him change, although he
had Lawrence around a few times as well.  Maybe Lawrence would become his
first employee.  I laughed at the idea.  I wanted to tell him to stop
begging as he really didn't need the money, but he was having fun talking
to everyone and seeing his regulars, so why interfere.

We did go and watch the Idol show the next night and there were three girls
with the rest guys and all were pretty good.  One guy decided to pull his
shirt off part way through his song and immediately had my vote.  He had
the 6 pack abs and beautiful face.  The crowd cheered and whistled so loud
that it was hard to know if it was because of his singing or the body.
Personally I had no idea if he could sing or not, but it didn't matter, he
was hot!  At the end of the night he made it through to the next round
along with 5 others.  The contestants were all given a free drink for
competing.  Jake and Jason had done a good job of promoting it and the
place was packed.  The host really was funny and kept cracking jokes as he
pushed the contestants through quickly so that they could be done in an
hour ready for the regular 9pm opening of the club.  From the sales of
alcohol in that first hour, it was more than worth it to open early.

We stayed for a few hours and played around in `Here' with the waiters and
some of the others that had now been given extra VIP status.  The roof
patio was well used now that the weather was warmer and a few guys had even
decided to make out in the corner.  Nothing hotter than outdoor sex in
public.

I heard a song I liked so I headed to the dance floor with Colin and had
some fun.  From the sound system, a voice echoed in a deep slow booming
voice.  "It's time for RANDOM STRIPPING!" The LED walls lit up and began
flashing with the words and pictures of strippers.  The music changed to
`Maroon Five's Moves like Jagger' and I watched as several people around us
began removing their clothes.  Some I recognized as go-go dancers that were
strategically placed around the room.  Several got completely naked and
moved around the dance floor.  Even the waiters were stripping off their
shirts and pants.  Most stayed in their underwear, but a couple pulled them
down and tucked the waistband under their balls.  Plenty of guys were
stripping around us, other than employees, and grinding against each other.
I looked to the second floor overhanging platforms and more guys were
stripping up there too.  Jason came up next to me in just his pants,
holding his shirt.

"What's random stripping?"  I asked not sure what it was all about.

"Just another thing Jake came up with.  At various times throughout the
week, `at random' he announces it and guys just strip.  Once the song is
over, they get dressed again.  Silly, but it seems like people like it so
we keep it going.  I think the whole fun of the place is the surprise
elements.  From the shows to the first guy to try and pay in American
money, now random stripping and god knows what else he'll come up with."

"Cool."  I was just about to start stripping, but the song ended and all
the naked people got dressed again.  It was probably a good thing as I saw
more than one erection from the guys rubbing against each other.  No doubt
after random stripping, the Cell'r would see an increase in random fucking.
I figured I should go check out my theory.  I kissed Colin and headed off
to get a drink and trot downstairs.  It was busy and I had no idea if this
was an increase in sex or not, but the place was jumping.  A guy with long
black hair came up to me wearing just skimpy straight cut briefs.  He was
taller than me, probably 6'1" and a little skinny.  A real emo looking type
guy, but with a sparkle in his eyes.

"Hi Jason!  You gonna take off your clothes so we can have some more fun?"
He said as he kissed me and cupped my package over my jeans.  I didn't have
time to respond as I felt his tongue snake into my mouth.  I also didn't
resist and opened up to let him in.  He used his free hand to drop his
underwear and step out of it.  He grabbed my hand and placed it on his
cock.  He was limp, but it was one of those type of cocks that even flaccid
was impressive.  He must have been at least 6 inches long and had fairly
large balls.  It seemed out of proportion for the rest of his slender
build.  I began to fondle him and he unbuttoned my shirt and pushed it back
down off my arms.  I was now shirtless and as I felt him go for my pants, I
broke our kiss.

"Just so you know, I'm not Jason, I'm Justin."  I told him just to be sure
he knew which guys he was doing.

"Okay," he said sarcastically.  "And I'm not Max, I'm Pepe Eduardo."

I laughed.  "No seriously.  Jason is my twin brother.  I really am Justin."

He stopped for a second and looked at me closely and stared at my face.
"Well if you are, you're identical so it doesn't matter to me, if it
doesn't matter to you."

"It doesn't matter to me Max, or Pepe Eduardo" I grinned.  He pulled me to
a quieter corner and dropped to his knees to unfasten my pants and pull out
my cock.  As he began to suck on it and lick my balls, he removed my shoes
so he could get me completely naked.  As soon as he did, he spun me around
and pulled my ass cheeks open.  I gasped as I felt his tongue lick up and
down the length of my crack before pushing into my hole.  Max's tongue felt
almost as long as his cock as it entered me and flick around.  I bent
forward more and pushed my ass out so he could get in deeper.  This guy was
a rimming expert.  I looked between my legs and he was fisting his cock
which was now rock hard.  He wasn't much longer hard than soft which was
unusual, maybe gaining another inch but adding a lot more thickness.  He
reached under me and tugged on my cock and balls as his tongue snaked deep
into my ass.  I could see a couple pairs of feet standing close by,
obviously guys watching the rimming.  It always made me hornier when I knew
guys were watching.  I'm such an exhibitionist.  Max stood up and I felt
him slap his cock on my ass cheeks before sliding it up and down my crack.
I pulled my cheeks apart, and Max didn't need a tweet to tell him what to
do next.  He pushed into my hole and slowly entered.  I put my hand on his
hip and pulled him in quicker.  As I felt his little patch of pubes against
my butt, I knew he was all the way in and I gasped.  I leaned against the
wall and Max began to fuck me.  I saw the feet nearby move closer and a set
of hands rubbed my back.  I felt a second cock being rubbed against my ass
cheek and then heard kissing, so I figured Max and my mystery man were
making out as I was being plowed.  Max didn't take long to cum in me and
pulled out leaving me feeling empty, but I didn't have to wait long again
as the second cock filled me back up and continued the fucking.  I saw
Max's feet still beside me and he was running his hands through my hair,
which felt amazing.  Another guy dropped between my legs and sucked my hard
cock as I was getting the second fuck of the night.  I was determined not
to cum yet and make this last as long as I could.  The second guy came in
me and pulled out.  I was just about to stand up when I felt a third cock
rubbing up and down my cheeks and tickling at my hole.

"Hi Justin or Jason!"  The guy said as he leaned down and kissed the back
of my neck.  I looked behind me and smiled.

"Hi Tyler!  Holy shit.  Long time, no see.  How you been?  Oh, and I'm
Justin."

"Been busy.  Seems everyone likes my dick."

"No shit.  Not often you get to see a 12 inch dick live and in person."

"Well would you like to feel it instead?"

"Just go slow."  I laughed.  "I thought you were a straight boy."

"Well, like I've said before.  I have no problem getting sucked off or
fucking guys.  I'm still straight, but since I last saw you, I've even done
a few pornos.  Apparently I can make a shitload of money with a dick like
this, so why not do it?  Better than a real job, that's for sure."

"Seriously, you've been making porn?  God I'd love to see that.  Do you
suck dick and take it up the ass too?"

"Nope.  I play the straight boy and just do what I do best, but I have
kissed guys in them."

"Nice!  Too bad you haven't been fucked yet though.  I'd love to get into
that virgin hole.  But since you're a celebrity now I guess you better fuck
me so I can brag that I have done it with you."

"I'm hardly a celebrity.  I'm not exactly the Ron Jeremy or Brent Corrigan
of the porn world."

"I'm impressed that you know who Brent Corrigan is," I grinned as I bent
over to give him my ass.  "You should let Max rim your ass while you fuck
me.  He's amazing at it."

"I know.  Max has been there before. I've fucked him a few times."  Tyler
admitted.

"Well, I still would love to fuck you Tyler, but I guess I'll have to do
Max instead once you're done ripping me wide open."  I took a deep breath
and waited for the massive cock to start its long journey into my inner
sanctum.  Tyler lubed up and pushed the large tip past my sphincter.  I
jumped slightly and he waited until I was ready before he began the week
long drilling excursion into my ass.  Each centimeter of him felt like a
kilometer (American translation – each inch felt like a mile). I felt
his monster push past the second ring and the wave of euphoria washed over
me as he stuffed me fuller than the Christmas turkey.  The first time I got
fucked, it hurt, now I found that the longer the cock, the more pleasurable
it was.  Tyler was an extreme length and it hurt to have him in that deep,
but not a painful hurt.  It was as if he were pushing all the buttons,
twisting all the dials and ringing all the bells simultaneously while
stretching my ass beyond its limits.  He said he was almost all the way in
as I grunted to try and take him.

"You okay?"  He asked carefully.

I nodded and pushed back to try and get him the rest of the way.  He pulled
back slightly trying not to hurt me.  I put my hand on his hip and pulled
him forward and as I pushed back.  The last two inches slammed into me and
I almost shot off the floor.  He was all the way in and I was seeing stars,
not porn stars, the ones that fly around your head and sometimes tweet like
in cartoons.  Maybe he was cutting off the supply of blood to something as
my head was spinning.  He paused and I saw Max drop to his knees behind
Tyler and I knew from the moans escaping his lips that the expert rimming
had begun.  Tyler began to fuck me and each time he pulled back I thought
he was going to pull out my insides almost like a plunger might while
suctioned around a drain.  I was sure that if I opened my mouth he would
draw air in as he pulled back, I felt that full.  He poured more lube on
his cock and pushed back in.  It felt better and I saw several more feet
coming over to watch me getting deep dicked. Tyler grabbed hold and fucked
me slow and I wondered how Max was keeping up with the movements back and
forth as he tried to rim.  A cock that size needs a lot of stimulation
before it's ready to blow, so it took Tyler several minutes before he
announced he was going to finally cum.  My ass was so sore and stretched
that I probably could have given birth and not even known.  I felt him
splash his load deep inside me and he was the type of guy who didn't just
cum, he blasted it like a water fountain.  The fact that I could feel him
shooting into me proved how much he was unloading.  I've had enemas that
didn't put that much liquid into me.  He pulled out slowly and I felt the
breeze blowing up my chute as he finally came free.  Max wasted no time and
rushed to rim me again.  I thought he wouldn't even need his tongue; he
could just shove his head in there and have a look around.

"Max, stand up.  It's your turn to get fucked," I said as I put my hand on
his head and pushed it tight against my hole before releasing him.  I don't
think I walked behind him so much as waddled.  My ass still felt like the
hole was two feet wide and that if I moved to fast all my insides would
drop to the floor, so I proceeded slowly.

He stood and took my place against the wall and got ready to receive my
cock.  He grunted as I got all the way in.  "Come here Tyler, I've wanted
to do this for a long time."  He stepped up smiling and I took him by the
back of the head and pulled him against my lips and kissed him.  He was
only an average kisser, but there's something so forbidden about sucking
face with a guy who claims he's straight.  My cock throbbed as I gave Tyler
a tongue bath, and it didn't take long before I shot my load into the
skinny guy in front of me.  I pulled out and wiped my cock on his ass
cheeks.  Before I got dressed, I grabbed Tyler by the cock and pulled him
tight against me.  "If they ever convince you to give up your ass for those
porn movies, and you need some practice, give me a call."

"That's never going to happen."  He smiled.

"Yeah, that's what they all say.  Hell, I'm sure you said you'd never fuck
or kiss a guy, never mind let one rim you, but yet here you are!  I'm just
saying if you ever want to give it up, I'd love to take your cherry.  Hell
we could even make our own porn and sell it ourselves.  Instead of making
500 or 600 bucks a scene, we could make a few hundred thousand."

"Still not gonna happen," he laughed as he kissed me and trotted off to
find his clothes.  I grabbed my stuff, kissed Max and thanked him before
heading to the bathroom to clean up.  Colin and I stayed until after the
bar closed and took a cab home as we were just a little drunk to drive.  We
were surprised, albeit pleasantly, to find Kyle in the center of our bed
asleep.  After a quick shower, we climbed into bed on either side of him
and gently began playing with his body.  He woke up groggily and smiled
when he saw us.

"This is a REALLY good dream," he said and closed his eyes to go back to
sleep.  I laughed and watched as Colin used his thumb and finger to spread
Kyle's ass cheeks and dribble lube into it from a couple of feet up.  Kyle
grinned as he felt the cold liquid, and raised his ass up a bit.  The
little slut was anxiously awaiting his goodnight fuck.  Some kids like to
be tucked in; Kyle liked to be fucked in...

He spread his legs compliantly as Colin rolled on top of him and slowly
pushed his cock in and fucked our buddy.  He kept all his weight on top of
Kyle and simply moved his ass up and down.  It didn't take long before he
emptied himself deep into the cute little ass and pulled out.  I took his
place and decided Kyle needed a bit more of an energetic fuck.  I placed my
hands on either side of his body and literally bounced on him as if he were
the trampoline.  He was bouncing all over the place and giggling as I did
it.  He grunted a few times as he landed on his cock once or twice while
rebounding up and down, but overall he enjoyed it.  As soon as I was ready
to cum, I moved my hands to his shoulder blades, pressed him hard to the
bed and thrust my hips several times to fill him up.

"Yep, a REALLY good dream," he mumbled from the pillow.

Colin and I went and cleaned up quickly and when we returned Kyle was fast
asleep again with a smile on his face and an ass full of cum.  Part of me
hoped he would never move out and have a family of his own.  He was such an
awesome guy I would hate to lose him.  Of course at the moment, he had no
plans to go anywhere which was fine by us.  The next morning I stuck my
head in to see Troy, but he wasn't home.  Kyle said he hadn't returned home
last night, which was no big deal.  He was probably at his girlfriend's
place or perhaps he returned to his old place under the bridge with
Lawrence.

"Hey guys, my cousins are coming over to hang out for the day.  They are in
town from Winnipeg and I haven't seen them in about 4 years, is that okay?"
Kyle said as he bounced down the stairs.

"Of course."

"Just thought I'd warn you `cause I'm pretty sure they're straight guys and
being farm boys from the middle of bumblefuck nowhere, they may not get the
whole gay thing."

 "Okay, we'll try not to fuck you out in the yard while they're here,"
Colin laughed.

"Damn, I knew there was a downside to this," he chuckled as he turned and
mooned us by dropping his shorts.

The cousins arrived a couple of hours later having been dropped off by
their Dad.  Kyle showed them around the house and they cooed and whistled
appreciatively as they looked at the size of the place.  "Mark, Allan, this
is Justin and Colin."

"Hi," they said as they shook our hands.  "So are you the guys that made
Kyle gay and got his parents to throw him out of the house?"  They didn't
ask the question in a mean accusing tone, but more like they had overheard
it and were parroting it back.  They wasted no time getting right to the
point, that was for sure.

"Yeah, we recruited and converted him, before locking him up here in our
cult compound.  No worries though, we only recruit on the weekends, so
unless you're going to be here Friday night, there's nothing to worry
about."  They laughed.

"Shit dude, we don't care if you're gay or not.  Obviously his parents do.
You should have seen the fight we had to get all of them to allow us to
come over here.  Adults are so fucking narrow minded.  So you guys' all gay
and stuff?"

"Yep, we're all gay and stuff.  Everyone stuffs everyone.  Justin and Colin
are married and you might meet Alex and Jason later who are also married,"
Kyle said obviously relieved that his cousins seemed so cool with him, at
least initially.

"So you're like the only single guy in the house?"

"Nah, Troy lives here too, but he's out with his girlfriend."

"A straight boy?"

"Straight unless he's horny," Kyle laughed.  As I looked at the two of them
they were definitely farm boys.  They had that deep tan look with strong
arms and chiseled features.  I almost told ADAM to remind me to visit the
prairies so I could find more farm boys.  They were brothers aged 16 and
19.  Both looked very much alike with dark brown wavy hair and blue green
eyes.  I looked them up and down and got caught by Kyle as he elbowed me in
the side.

He whispered in my ear.  "Wipe the side of your mouth, you're drooling."

The guys went out to play basketball for a while and then hit the
trampoline.  Kyle even showed them our little marijuana garden which
impressed the hell out of them, especially when he said it was legal.

"Gotta love BC, dude.  Hell if we got caught with pot, we'd be shovelling
cow shit by hand for a month."  Mark said.

"Let's hit the pool for a while," Kyle suggested.

"We didn't bring swim suits, cuz," Allan said.

"No problem we don't wear anything to swim in around here anyway, but if
you need one I can go get you guys a couple out of my room."

"We skinny dip at the creek at home, so it's no big deal for us, if you're
okay with it."

"Like I said, we don't wear clothes in the pool around here, so skinny
dipping it is!"  He smiled.  "Justin, if you can keep your dick down, are
you gonna join us?"

"Funny, Kyle!"  I said as I blushed slightly.

"Why would his pecker be up?"  Allan asked.

"'Cause he thinks you're both cute," he giggled as he stripped off his
shirt and pants.

"KYLE!"  I said totally embarrassed, but as I watched the farm boys strip,
Kyle was right, they were buff and both had incredible abs and pecs, not to
mention perfect muscles.  I was definitely going to have trouble getting
naked and making it to the water without being completely hard.

"I'm just telling it like it is dude.  You guys have seen other dudes hard
before, right?"  Kyle asked his cousins.

"Sure.  It happens sometimes when we are sun tanning after swimming.  I
think the sun makes it hard."

"You guys jerk off together, or with friends and stuff?"

"Sometimes, but not a lot.  Allan and I have done it a few times as we've
looked at porn mags or been at the creek."  Mark admitted.

"Cool.  At least we know that none of us are shy," Kyle said as he dropped
his shorts and walked to the pool.  I could see from the look of him that
he was semi inflated and all the talk was having an effect on him.  Allan
and Mark followed his lead and got into the water.  Allan was smaller than
his big brother and both were uncircumcised and had a full bush of pubes.
They noticed immediately that Kyle shaved.

"Why don't you have pubes, cuz?"

"I shave them off.  Feels better and makes my dick look bigger."  While
they were distracted, I slipped off my underwear and made a beeline for the
water.  I didn't get there fast enough and all three guys saw that I was
basically hard.

"Wow, not that I'm checking you out bro, but that's a pretty big dick."

"He shaves too," said Allan.

"It's called manscaping.  Most guys do it now, regardless of whether they
are gay or straight.  Girls like the look too and it never hurts to make
you cock look bigger," Kyle explained.

"I'd be too scared to cut my balls or dick," said Allan as he swam away
from us to do a length of the pool.

"I think I like skinny dipping in a pool better than the creek.  It's
warmer," Mark said as he swam after his brother.  We played around in the
pool for the better part of an hour and the guys talked about their farm
and the things that had happened after they had moved to Winnipeg since
Kyle had last seen them.

Eventually we climbed out and hit the hot tub.  I had another chance to
check out the brothers and they were almost perfect.  Perfect tight little
asses that had obviously been kept firm from all the chores.  I was pretty
sure you could bounce quarters off them.

"So tell us stuff," Mark said to Kyle.

"Okay, Vancouver was founded in the late 1700's by a sailor named Captain
Vancouver.  He..."

"No dumbass.  Tell us stuff about being gay.  Is it true that gay guys get
laid more than straight boys?"

"How would I know?  How much does a straight boy get laid?"

"Well don't ask Allan he's still a virgin.  He still thinks his pecker is
just for peeing," laughed Mark.  "As for me, I get laid about three times a
week."

"Three times a week huh?"  Kyle smiled thinking about the fact he got laid
twice last night alone. "Then based on that, I would say it's safe to say
that gay guys our age get more sex than straight boys."

"Really?  You get laid more than three times in a week?"

"Dude, dead gay guys get laid more than three times a week.  I'm in my
prime so I gotta use it or lose it."

They laughed and Allan asked, "So do guys really give better blowjobs than
girls?"

"I can answer that one," I chuckled.  "That answer is a hundred times YES!
I've had both and believe me guys do it better.  They have the equipment so
they know what makes it feel better."

"I suppose that makes sense," Allan said thinking about it. He looked at
Kyle, "can I ask you a personal question?"

"Okay, I'll give you a blowjob," Kyle said as he moved over toward his
cousin grinning.

"Ha ha, funny!  No, I was just wondering if you have a boyfriend or
something?"

"Yeah," he said sitting down next to Mark.  "His name is Aaron and he's 17
as well."

"You should invite him over."

"Normally I would, but we're on a time out from each other since his Mom
caught us fucking in his bedroom."

"No way!  That's hilarious.  Who was getting fucked?"  Mark asked.

"I was."  Kyle grinned.  He told the story and the guys busted a nut they
were laughing so hard.

"So now you don't get to have sex for a whole week?"

"No.  I just don't get to see Aaron for a week.  That has nothing to do
with sex.  Hell, I got laid twice last night when Justin and Colin got
home," Kyle explained to the shocked brothers.

"So even though you have a boyfriend you can have sex with other people
too?"

"Of course."

"Wow, my girlfriend would never allow that.  Hell if I even look at another
girl wrong she throws a hissy fit.  I WISH she was that open," Mark said
nodding his head appreciatively.

"I couldn't imagine only having sex with one person.  How boring would that
be?  Hell, we've had parties here with 50 guys and I've probably been with
all of them.  All it takes is a guy to say that he needs a blowjob or a
fuck and I'm there," Kyle grinned.  "After all it's not like I'm dating the
guys, it's just sex.  Aaron is my boyfriend for the love thing, but sex is
just part of being a guy.  Right Justin?"

"That's how I see it.  Suck and fuck `em all until your cock falls off is
my motto."  Well it would be my motto if I had a motto, I thought to
myself.  Maybe I could have it put on my business card.

"Maybe gay guys do have the right idea.  So you take dick up the ass Kyle?"
Mark asked bluntly.

"Wow, don't beat around the bush cuz, come out and ask what you really want
to know," he laughed as he blushed for the first time during the night.
"But to answer your question, yeah I'm versatile."

"Doesn't that hurt?"  Mark asked surprised at his cousin.

"It did at first, especially when Justin and Aaron got in there with those
big dicks, but now it just feels insane.  I'm almost an ad...dick...t," he
said emphasizing `dick.

"I don't think I could do that, but I gotta admit I love blowjobs," Mark
grinned.

"First one to sit on the side of the hot tub gets a blowjob," smiled Kyle
and then quickly looked at me, "except for you!"  I pouted and slunk back
in the water.

The guys didn't move and Kyle just looked at them grinning stupidly.

"Wait!  Are you serious?"  Mark said after a couple minutes.  "You'd
actually blow us?"

"Maybe if we trimmed all those pubes and made you look more like a human
and less like a sasquatch."

"I like having pubes.  I wouldn't want to shave them all off."

"You don't have to remove them, just trim them back by half and shave the
balls. Trust me girls will go crazy for that shit."

"I dare you dude.  Come with me to the bathroom.  I'll trim them properly
and show you the difference.  If you don't like it, let them grow back."

"Okay, but Kyle will owe me a blowjob if I do it."  Mark said grinning.

"That's not much of a threat, really."  I laughed as I stood up and got out
of the water and looked at Mark.  He glanced at Kyle and his brother, then
smiled and stood up.  What the fuck, I've done crazier shit that this."

Allan just smiled and shook his head.  "I thought you didn't recruit until
the weekend," he said.

"We have special quota days."

Mark followed me to the bathroom and I pulled out the scissors and
clippers.

"You sure you want to do this?  Don't feel pressure or anything, we just
always talk like this."

"Nah, I'm cool.  I've seen a couple of my friends that have done it and it
does look better I think.  I've actually heard girls talking about their
boyfriends that do it, so it must be a big deal to them."

I smiled and had him stand against the sink counter as I dropped to my
knees and began to whack the thick pubes away with a chainsaw...scissors, I
meant.  I trimmed them down to about half and then used the clippers to get
rid of the extra hairs at the side.  I avoided touching his cock and balls
as much as possible so that it wouldn't feel weird and he had managed to
avoid popping a boner.  His seemed to have a lot of foreskin and I had to
tuck my own raging wooden pole between my legs so that he wouldn't be
uncomfortable seeing how much he was turning me on.  I grabbed the shaving
foam and shaved the small hairs around the areas where I had trimmed.  He
looked pretty good, but still manly enough to be able to walk around the
locker room comfortably.

"So what do you think so far?"  I asked.  He checked himself out and then
turned to look in the mirror.

"Yeah, not bad.  It does actually look bigger.  Who knew!"

"Well turn around and let's do the balls next, but for that part, I'm gonna
have to touch you and pull on them to make the skin tight, just don't freak
out ok.  Has anyone touched your cock and balls before?"

"Not a guy, but plenty of girls have."  He admitted as he leaned back
against the counter.  I had him spread his legs and I used the trimmers to
get the majority of the hairs off and then used the shaving foam and razor
to remove the rest and get him nice and smooth.  At one point I had him
lift his leg up onto the counter so that I could get under and do the back
of his balls towards his ass.  He wasn't a hairy guy to begin with, but he
obviously never had anyone play that close to his ass before.  He jumped
and I told him to hold still or I might nick him.  I had a chance to have a
good look at his ass and I decided that he needed that shaving as well.

"Turn around and bend over.  I'll trim the ass hairs as well and then you
can wash it all and see the difference."

"You're gonna go in my ass?"  He said sounding a little uncertain.

"Not in it, dude, just around it.  Hair doesn't grow inside your ass.  It
just grows in the crack and sometimes on the cheeks."  He reluctantly
turned around and bent over.  I almost saw his entire body blush when I
asked him to pull his cheeks apart so that I could use both hands.  I was
careful as I trimmed and shaved the hair and once I was convinced that he
was perfectly smooth, I grinned and ran my finger down the center of his
crack and tapped his pink rosebud.  He gasped and jumped slightly.

"Hold still Mark.  I'm just about done and want to make sure we don't have
any stray hairs that could turn to ingrown hairs."  I really wasn't looking
for that, I just wanted to keep his ass exposed a little longer.  I ran my
finger down his crack and touched him around the pucker a couple more
times.  Each tap caused him to gasp at the unique and pleasurable feeling.
"Okay, I think we're done.  Go jump in the shower and wash the hairs off
and I'll have a closer look to make sure we didn't miss any.  He started
the single shower head and rinsed off.  I had him come back and took a
close look.  There were one or two stray hairs, but I quickly got rid of
them.  His cock was a little inflated, but not enough to cause him
embarrassment.  At least not yet.

"So does your foreskin pull back easily or is it tight?"  I asked being
blunt.  "I don't see a lot of uncircumcised guys, so I'm just curious?"

"It pulls back easy enough.  Even when I'm hard, there's still some over
the head until I pull it back, but it does it pretty easy."

"Cool.  Do you pull it back to wash under it all the time?"

"Yeah.  Dad kinda taught me about that and I taught Allan.  He said it
could get infected or something if I didn't and that my dick might drop
off, so I clean it a lot.  I really don't want the thing falling off."

"Good advice.  I heard that the tip is pretty sensitive on uncut guys."

"I dunno.  I guess.  I know once I cum I can't stand touching it because
it's super sensitive."

"Can I show you something?"

"It's not a blowjob is it?  Cause if you gave me one, then my dick would
probably too sensitive to let Kyle do it and I really think he wants to.  I
get a feeling he's not kidding about doing it."

"No he's not kidding.  Kyle would blow all of us and then bend over to let
everyone fuck him before blowing you all again."

"He's a serious slut huh?"

"He's just a super horny teen who learned he loves sex."  I grinned.  "lean
against the counter again and let me show you a couple of things you can do
when you're home alone.  He leaned back and put his hands on the counter.
I knelt in front of him and took hold of his dick and looked up at him.  I
could see the curiosity in his face and from the look in his eye, he was
pretty sure I was about to blow him.  I grabbed the edge of his foreskin
and pulled on it and used my little finger of the other hand and pushed it
underneath and ran my finger around his head as I held the skin in place.
He squirmed on the counter and his dick began to inflate.

"Oh shit, I'm gonna get a boner," he whispered in a panted breath.

"Kinda the idea dude."  I reached over to the drawer beside him and pulled
out two metal dental picks.  They had a hook on one end, but a smooth round
handle on the other.  I turned them around and pushed the smooth round
handle under his foreskin and pulled out my finger.  Then I did the same
thing with the second pick and ran both of them around his head under the
foreskin.  He squirmed even more.  I moved the picks in opposite directions
to pull the foreskin out as the dick continued to grow and the head peaked
out.  It was like watching a little tiny baby being born.  I almost said
`push, I can see the head,' but I thought that might be a little much,
considering I didn't really know him that well.  His dick kept going until
he was fully erect and he was right that half his head was still covered by
the skin.  I played and stretched the hood as I ran the metal picks around
his sensitive head.  I badly wanted to suck him off, but Kyle would
probably never forgive me if I did.

"How's that feel?"

"Fucking amazing.  I had no idea you could do that.  All I've ever done is
use the skin back and forth over the head or used a finger or thumb on it
at times to tickle it, but this is fucking wild.  How did you learn that?"

"You pick up shit when you play with guys junk.  Like I told you earlier;
guys know what makes guys feel good.  Wanna feel something else that you
never knew about?  I promise no blow job though, but I'm pretty sure you'll
be begging for one from Kyle in a couple of minutes."

"Uh, ok." He said still squirming and panting as I worked under his
foreskin.  He was already dripping precum so I couldn't help myself as I
wiped the tip and put my finger in my mouth to taste him.  Fuck I should
never make promises that I don't want to keep.  Both sides of my brain were
screaming at me to suck this guy's 7 inch dick and then fuck him senseless.
I was sweating so bad trying to get my senses back that I was sure I was
about to pass out.  My dick had freed itself from between my legs and was
waving around like a lost man at a concert trying to attract attention.

"Turn around and bend over like you did when I shaved your ass."  He turned
and bent down.  I put my hands on his ass and spread his cheeks.  I
couldn't resist so I licked the length of his crack from the top all the
way down to the back of his balls.  As my tongue passed over the entrance
to the forbidden pot of gold, Mark jumped and almost knocked me over.

"Holy fuck, what was that?"

"Relax and I'll show you."  He lay back down and I did it again, this time
flicking his rosebud a couple of times as I passed it.

"Are you kidding me?  How the fuck do you learn this shit?  I think this
may be the wildest thing I've ever felt."

"One more minute buddy and then we can go back to the guys."  I pulled his
cheeks further apart and jammed my tongue deep into his hole and began
licking him furiously as I darted it in an out of his virgin hole.  My face
was pressed so tight against his ass that he was going to have an imprint
of it for a week.  While he squirmed at the first jab of my tongue, by the
third one he was pushing back and lifting his leg to try and get me in
there even deeper.  Get them horny and all concern that it's a guy goes
away in favor of the intense sexual feeling.  I moved to get off my knees
and crouched on my feet instead.  My brain was again controlling my actions
and all it was screaming was stand up and fuck him now, before he notices
what you're doing.  I moved a finger to run it down the inside of his ass
crack and gently moved closer and closer to the pucker I was licking.  I
slipped the finger against my tongue and each time my tongue came out, I
licked and slobbered on my finger to get it nice and wet.  As I pushed my
tongue back in I moved my finger with it so that he barely noticed.  I was
in past the first knuckle when he commented.

"What are you doing?"  He gasped.

"Showing you why Kyle is a horny slut.  Just keep breathing and relaxing.
I won't hurt you."  I kept licking and tonguing his hole, while at the same
time keeping my finger coated in saliva.  I pushed in to the second knuckle
and began to feel for his prostate.  It still wasn't in reach but after
just a second more I found it and pressed against it.  He reacted as
expected.  I reached between his legs and grabbed his cock which was still
rock hard.  I began to jerk him off as I fingered his hole.  I used his
foreskin to go back and forth over his head to give him the maximum
pleasure.  "Just warn me if you're going to cum.  We don't want that until
Kyle blows you."

"Dude, you gotta stop, I'm gonna blow any second."  He whimpered almost
immediately.  I sighed and reluctantly stopped and removed my stimulation
from his ass and cock.  I so didn't want to as he was one of these straight
guys who would have easily accepted a fuck just to be allowed to cum.  He
was leaking so much precum I thought the faucet had been turned on.  I
licked it all off my hand and pulled his cock between his legs and licked
the rest of the tip.  It technically wasn't a blow jobs, but I just had to
do it.  There's always a point during sex that your brain lust center takes
over and no amount of force or reasoning could stop you.  If I had stood up
and rubbed my cock on his ass, it would have been impossible for me not to
fuck him, regardless of the consequences.  The same is true just seconds
before you are about to cum. There is that millisecond of time that you
could let go and survive, but pass it and even the jaws of life couldn't
get your hand off your cock until you were done.  That's why I chose not to
try and tempt myself further and rub his ass with my cock, or this farm boy
would hearing the popping of cherries.  I stood up and turned on the tap to
wash my face and tongue.  After all, it had just been up his ass.  He stood
up and turned.  His cock looked purple and angry as if it were mad at not
being allowed to finish what had been started.  I grinned.

"And now you know two new things about how to make yourself feel good."

"Sure, as soon as I learn how to get my tongue in my ass, I'm all set.  Can
we keep that stuff to ourselves please?  No saying anything out there."

"Of course, have you never heard of barber/patient confidentiality?  Let's
go out there before they come in looking for us."

"I should wait until my cock goes down though," he said looking at himself.

"Don't worry about it.  I'm hard too.  We just say it's from the shaving
and that I had to touch your balls."

He smiled and we walked out to the hot tub.  His cock was partially
deflated when we got there.

"Fuck bro, it really does look bigger when it's shaved," laughed Allan as
he saw Mark.

"Shut up!" he retorted as he got in the water to help the shrinking
process.

"Looks better huh?"  Kyle nodded his agreement quickly.

"Still looks like a guy's dick to me," laughed Allan trying not to sound to
impressed.

"You still man enough to blow me?"  Mark said grinning at Kyle.

"You still man enough to get blown?"  Kyle replied as he moved towards his
cousin.  Mark smirked and sat on the side of the hot tub and spread his
legs as if daring Kyle to do it.  Boy did he pick the wrong guy to dare.
Kyle waded over keeping himself neck deep in the water and got between
Mark's legs.  He slid his hands up the thighs, stopping just before his
cousin's cock.

Allan was staring intently as if he were watching a game of chicken and
wondering who was going to blink first.  Kyle slowly moved his hands
towards Mark's cock and spread his fingers and pushed them around the base
of the hardening penis.  Neither boy was going to back down and I knew it.
Allan was still glued to the scene in front of him.  Kyle moved his fingers
so that Mark's cock was pointing straight up and then looked at his
cousin's face.  Mark was watching and had a slight smile on his face.  Kyle
had no intention of stopping and lowered his face to the tip of the fully
hard cock in front of him.  He pulled the skin down slowly to reveal the
pink, almost purple tip and kissed the top of it.  Allan's eyes went wide.
Kyle opened his mouth and took the older boy into his mouth and sucked on
it.  While it was in there, I could see his tongue being used to lick
around the head as he had done so many times to me.

"Holy shit, he's really sucking his cock," Allan blurted out in disbelief
thinking that we had been joking up to now.

"The only thing to remember Allan is the warning that they use at the
beginning of Mythbusters.  `Don't try any of what you are about to see at
home.  We're what you call...experts.'"  I laughed and watched as Kyle
swallowed Mark's cock the rest of the way.  I knew Kyle was in heaven and
with the preparation I had just given Mark, he wasn't going to last long.
Allan was moving around on the seat and I had a feeling I knew why.  I
reached over and put my hand on his thigh under the water.  His head
snapped toward me instantly.  I put a finger up to my mouth to tell him to
be quiet.  I moved my underwater hand to his crotch and grabbed hold of his
dick.  He almost gasped as I did it, but had more of a look of shock and
horror combined with pure lust and anticipation.  I gently stroked his cock
as I had done for his brother moments ago.  They felt about the same size,
except that Allan was now a lot hairier.  Mark had his head thrown back, so
was oblivious as to what was happening next to him, and I could tell from
Kyle's movements that he was focused on sucking his cousin's dick and
stroking his own cock underwater.  Allan was watching his brother getting
blown and enjoying the secret handjob, perhaps his first.

I was just about to guess who would cum first, when Allan let out a low
moan, almost burp grunt noise and I saw his cum shoot to the top of the
water.  I smiled and kept pumping his cock to drain him completely.  His
noise got the attention of both his brother and Kyle.  I smiled and raised
my shoulders in a shrug as Allan turned a bright red.

"That's one down.  Come on Mark, blow that load down Kyle's throat.  I
stuck my tongue out and wiggled it around as if I were still doing his ass.
Mark smiled and released himself into the little cocksucker clamped to his
penis.  He actually held Kyle's head as he shot his juice into him.
Perhaps it's instinctive to do that as so many guys do it.  Kyle sucked him
dry and Mark had to push him off claiming that his dick was too sensitive.
Kyle was furiously jerking himself off underwater and I could see that he
was about to blow.

"Stand up Kyle," I commanded and as soon as he did, I wrapped my lips
around his cock tip just in time to receive his load.  He moaned and
groaned in pleasure as he fed with me half a litre of protein.  When he
finished he sat back in the water and rested.

"Not a word to anyone about this okay?"  Mark said staring at his little
brother.

"What?  I was going to facebook it.  Damn.  I sat next to my brother while
my gay cousin blew him and I got a hand job and then saw someone else suck
my cousin.  Sure I'll tell everyone...if I never want to go out in public
again.  I can cross handjob off my buck list though."  He laughed.

"Kyle, can we stay over tonight if my parents say it's okay?  If that's
okay with you too, Allan."

"Yeah fine with me.  Even though this is seriously weird, it's a million
times better than just hanging out with the olds at the house."

Mark got out of the water and both Kyle and I watched his cute firm ass
walk away. "Damn that's a cute ass!"  I said in my best southern drawl.

"Gross."  Allan said smiling at us.

"Are you kidding?  I'd love to tap that."

"Don't let Mark hear you say that."  Allan smirked.  I waited until I saw
Mark come back and drop his phone.

"Hey straight boy, turn around and show us that fine ass again.  I was just
telling your brother that I'd love to tap that."  Mark turned and wiggled
it at all of us before jumping back in the hot tub.

"Exit only dude, exit only," He said as he leaned back and sunk up to his
neck.

"I dunno farm boy.  That puppy looks like it could take a serious licking
and keep on ticking."  Mark blushed slightly as he instantly got my
meaning, but didn't bother to reply.

"So are we staying or what?"  Allan asked changing the subject.

"Yeah, Dad said it was cool if we wanted to and to just call in the morning
when we wanted picking up."

"Cool," Kyle said with a big grin on his face.  "So you guys wanna sleep in
my room.  My bed's big enough for all of us and then some; or we could pull
out the sleeping bags and crash in the living room or down here."

"Sleep in the same bed as him?"  Mark said looking disgusted at the idea.
"He flops around more than a wet fish out of water.  We'll all end up with
black eyes."

"At least I don't snore as loud as a car without a muffler.  I can promise
no one will be sleeping tonight, no matter what room you're in."

"So let's set the tent up in the back yard and crash out there," Kyle
suggested.  "If Mark snores too much Allan and I can move inside and hang
out in my room."

They agreed and the rest of the night went without much more sex talk,
although they all stayed naked and became quite comfortable with it, even
when running to the bathroom.  Allan wouldn't let anyone shave his pubes,
but we did notice when he returned from the bathroom on one of the trips,
that he had trimmed them with the scissors a bit.  We chose not to comment
as it was a very subtle difference as if he were trying to fit in without
being obvious.

My phone rang and I didn't recognize the number.  "hello."

"Hi Justin, this is Madison, Troy's girlfriend.  Have you heard from Troy
today at all?  I've been trying to reach him but he's not returning my
texts."

"No he hasn't been around since yesterday morning.  He took off with
Lawrence.  Probably downtown or something.  I'll see if I can reach him and
tell him to call you."

"Thanks.  It's just not like him to not return texts," she said sounding
concerned.  I figured she was just being a needy girlfriend.  Hell, he was
probably at the church bumming a meal or begging for change just to keep
Lawrence company.  Troy didn't have much opportunity to be with straight
guys, so this was probably a good thing for him to be out doing shit with
his new friend.  I texted him and told him to text back.  I waited 10
minutes and when I didn't get a response, I texted again.  `Troy, hit me
back man.  UR GF is worried.  If u cant talk, just hit any key and reply.'

There was still no response from him, so I asked ADAM to check on his
location.  The map popped up and showed he was downtown on Davie.  I
figured as much.  They were probably panhandling money from gay guys who
thought they were cute, or perhaps Lawrence had picked up a trick and
convinced Troy to go along.  I smiled at the thought of it.  I still wasn't
sure that Lawrence was the best guy for Troy at the moment, but Troy was
smart enough to know what he was doing.  I headed to bed early with Colin,
leaving Kyle and his cousins to shut off the lights.

"You should have come down and hung out when you got back," I said as I lay
on him looking into his eyes.

"I saw you making your moves on the guys so I figured I didn't want to ruin
your chances," He said as we kissed.

"Well now it's time for me to make my moves on you," I grinned as we kissed
and made love before falling asleep in each other's arms.  I get a real
thrill out of making out with new guys like tonight, but I LOVED curling up
with Colin and being with him.  I felt safe in his arms and I knew he felt
the same with me.  We both agreed it was important not to be wrapped around
each other 24/7 as we had our whole lives ahead of us, and personal time
was important, but we totally enjoyed being one with each other.  I loved
putting our hands together and seeing the matching rings on our fingers.
It was a real reminder of who I was with and who I was a real part of.  I
couldn't imagine a day without him or the smell of him as I fell asleep
each night.  I could do without the morning breath, but even that was
growing on me.

In the morning, we woke up and headed down to the kitchen in our underwear.
I looked out the window and didn't see any movement from the tent.  I
wondered if they had survived together.  After grabbing a coffee, I ran up
to Kyle's room and poked my head in.  It was empty, so I surmised they had
all slept easy enough.  I poke my head into Troy's room and it was still
empty.  I went back down to the Kitchen and stood behind Colin and put my
arms around him and nibble on his neck.

"Have you heard from Troy at all?  This is the third day he hasn't been
home."

"Nope.  Just figured he was at his girlfriends."

"Yeah I did too, but she called last night saying she hadn't heard from him
in two days and he didn't return my texts either."

"Strange.  That's not really like him at all," Colin said as he turned to
look at me.  I went and grabbed my phone to see if I had any texts yet.
There still weren't any.

"ADAM, locate Troy."  I said into the phone after I connected with the
computer.  The map showed the same thing as last night.  He was still on
Davie Street.  "Strange, he hasn't moved since yesterday."

"Let's go get dressed and see if we can locate him.  Maybe his phone is
just out of juice or something."  We showered and stuck our head in the
tent to find the boys passed out.  I texted Kyle a message to say where we
were going; and if he heard from Troy to just give us a call.  We headed
downtown and used the GPS to try and locate him.  It took about half an
hour to pinpoint the location, but all we found was Lawrence's backpack
tucked under a pile of wood in the alley behind Davie Street.  We opened it
and found Troy's phone.

"Well that explains why he hasn't moved.  Maybe they just went somewhere
together and stashed their stuff," Colin said shrugging his shoulders.

"I dunno.  This seems out of character for him.  He wouldn't leave his
phone or not call us for three days.  Plus he is pretty conscientious about
being at his job handing out tickets.  Let's put the stuff in the car and
go over to the parking lot and see if he's there."

"We should leave a note for them though in case they return and find their
stuff missing," Colin suggested.  We went to the dollar store and bought
some paper and a felt pen.  I wrote a note telling the boys that we had
their stuff at the house and to just call us and we'd come pick them up.

"That should be good enough," I said as I put the note back under the wood
where they'd see it.  We threw their stuff in the trunk of the car and
headed to the parking lot, but they weren't there.  We stopped in to see
the staff at the Grind'r but they said they hadn't seen Troy or his friend
for a few days now.  I called Mom just in case Troy had taken Lawrence over
to the house at all.

"Hi Mom, just checking to see if Troy had been over there in the past few
days."

"No, we haven't heard from him in a week.  Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, I'm sure it is, but we haven't seen him in over three days and he
didn't return texts or anything.  We found his phone and his friends
backpack in an alley downtown."

"Is that normal behaviour for him?"  She asked.

"No, not really.  He's stuck pretty close to us ever since we met him and
he wasn't upset or anything when he left."

"Well, you know him better than we do, but perhaps you should phone the
police and file a missing persons report just in case.  If he shows up, you
can always cancel it, but at least they'd have someone out looking for
him."

"Okay.  Good idea.  Thanks Mom."

"Keep me posted and let me know what's going on okay, son?  I'll let your
Dad know."

I said goodbye and filled Colin in.  He agreed that we should file the
report.  We headed over to the main police station and reported with the
officer on duty.  We emailed them a picture of Troy and one of Lawrence and
one of them together.  They said they would get it out to the patrols in
the area to let them know.  After he pulled Troy's name up in his computer
he verified facts about him and asked if it was possible he just went back
to his life on the street again as he had run away before.  I told him that
I doubted it, but since I didn't know Lawrence all that well it was a slim
possibility.  He assured me that they would take it seriously, but from the
dismissive way he talked about Troy's past, I had a feeling nothing would
happen.

"Why don't we get the guys together and go looking for him?  What's the
worst that happens?  We find him under the bridge or back on the street and
not wanting to talk to us for some reason.  At least we'd know he's okay,"
Colin suggested as we got back in the car and headed home.  As he drove, I
texted everyone and told them what was happening and asked them to meet us
at the house if they were free.  We got back and began printing pictures of
Troy and Lawrence to show around.  Jason and Alex were already at the house
and Kyle with his cousins were waiting as well.  Aaron texted to say he got
permission to help and would be over in half an hour.  Even Jared, Myles
and Forrest came over to help.  We told them that we weren't panicked at
all and if they found either guy, just to call us and let us know so we
could find out what was going on.

Throughout the day and into the evening, we searched for Troy and Lawrence
and found only a couple of people that had seen them three days ago.  We
even hung around for the night club crowd and got pretty much the same
response.  I had posted missing pictures of the two of them up around the
West End.  At the very least if they saw their own pictures, they would
contact us and we'd all laugh it off.

We headed home and continued the search the next day.  This time my parents
got involved and a few more of our friends, like Randy and Brandon, and
Jake and TJ.  Cole and Logan even volunteered.  Throughout the next couple
of days we had no more luck than the first day.  Now I was truly beginning
to worry.  Would Troy really just take off somewhere with Lawrence and not
tell us like he did with his foster home?  My gut said no, but peer
pressure was a strange companion and if Lawrence had convinced him to do
something, perhaps he did.  I began to get more and more frantic and
finally sent the picture to ADAM and told him to send it out to all `Q'
members in Canada with our phone number.  Colin even called Sam to see if
he could use his contacts to see if the guys had bought a bus or plane
ticket or perhaps crossed the border into the States, although it would be
almost impossible for two teens under 18 to get over the border on their
own.

Two more days went by which meant that it had been over a week since Troy
and Lawrence went missing.  Kyle's cousins had to return home, but I almost
didn't notice as I was now frantic in my search.  Mark did mention that
he'd be back in the fall as he was going to be attending UBC for business
and agriculture studies.  I was happy that at least I'd get to see him
again.  Colin had to keep reminding me to eat and to go home to sleep,
although all of us were now just about as worried.  In our heads we were
sure he was alright, and there was a simple explanation for his
disappearance, but I wasn't going to stop until I found him.  Sam used his
influence with the Police Chief to make this a bit more serious.  We even
managed to get it on the news and in the paper.  I figure if I was over
reacting at least we could report that we found him and have a happy
ending, and some closure.  It was two days later when we got a call from a
detective at the Vancouver Police Department.

"Is this Justin Masters?"  asked the voice.  I told him it was.  "My name
is Detective Morgan and I'm the lead detective on the report you filed of
missing persons."

"Do you have any news yet?"  I asked him not sure what else to say.

"I'm not sure, and I don't want you to panic at all, but we found a body
that matches the description of one of the boys you are looking for.  Would
you be able to come down to see if it is who you are looking for?"

"Oh God, please don't let it be Troy," I said as the true gravity of what
he had just said hit me like a train.  I stopped to steady myself against
the wall and Colin and Jason were beside me immediately as I slumped down
the wall.

"Like I said, sir, we can't be sure who it is, so please don't panic until
we can identify who it is for sure.  The body is in the morgue at
St. Paul's hospital.  Do you know where that is?"

"Yeah, we're only about 4 blocks from the hospital right now."

"Okay I'll meet you there in 20 minutes."  He hung up and I handed the
phone to Colin as tears ran down my face.  I was trying hard not to panic,
but it had been such an emotional week that I had nothing left to hold in.

"What happened?"  Colin asked as he sat down beside me.

"They found a body that they say matches one of the guys.  It's at
St. Paul's and they want us to go over there."  Jason immediately called
our Dad and told him.  He was also close by and agreed to meet us as well.
I summoned some strength and stood up.  I gripped Colin's hand tight as we
walked to the hospital.  The closer we got, the tighter my grip became and
the slower I walked.  Colin finally had to tell me to ease up or I was
going to break his hand.  We were all looking horrible by the time we got
to the reception area of the morgue.  Detective Morgan shook our hands and
thanked us for coming down.  He said that we all didn't need to go in and
Colin volunteered to go with my Dad, but I wanted to go too.  Jason and
Alex waited outside with my Mom.  He took us into the room, and just like
you see on TV, there was a row of silver doors.  The doctor in the room was
given the paperwork and opened the door.  I put my arm around Colin for
support and held back as much emotion as I could.  After all, it might not
be someone we knew.  The body was pulled out and we moved closer at the
request of the Detective.  I had never seen a dead body before and I was
freaking out inside.  They pulled the cover back and the tears flowed from
me at a pace similar to a small river during flood season.  I turned my
head into Colin and he hugged me tight.


End of chapter?  ...

| | | V












(Now this would normally be a good place to end a chapter, like an end of
season cliffhanger, but not even I'm that cruel.  We continue...)







The body in front of us wasn't Troy, but it WAS Lawrence.  I was crying so
hard that the Detective was having a tough time understanding if we were
identifying the body or not.  My Dad explained that it wasn't Troy and
Colin confirmed taht it was Lawrence though.

"Do you know his last name?"

I shook my head almost catatonic as I was sure that Troy was probably dead
too.  "I have his backpack at the house.  Maybe there's something in
there."  I said between sobs and gasps for air.  Colin stayed as strong as
he could and told the Detective when and where we found it.  He escorted us
out into the hallway and when the guys and my Mom saw me, they feared the
worst.  Dad explained it and both Jason and Alex cried and hugged each
other.  My Mom came over and put her arms around me.  It was nice to hold
onto Colin, but there are times when a boy, no matter how old he gets,
needs his Mom.  This was one of those times.  I held on to her.

"We'll find Troy.  They will take his disappearance seriously now," said my
Dad trying to comfort everyone.

The Detective at the request of my father explained that they had found
Lawrence's body in Stanley Park, and from the coroner's report he had only
been dead for less than 12 hours.  He also said that it looked like he had
fought with whoever attacked him as he had skin under his nails and marks,
bruises and cuts all over his body.  He also apologized when he said that
it looked like he had been sexually abused as well.  I didn't want to hear
it and wanted to wake up now.  This was the worst nightmare I'd ever had.
The Detective asked if we could show him where we found the backpack and
also if he could have a look at Lawrence's belongings and see Troy's phone.
We took him to the alley where we located it.  The note was still there and
the officer wanted to take it, but I insisted that it stay in case Troy
somehow made his way back there.  He agreed, although it was obvious that
he didn't believe it would make any difference.

We gave him our address and told him we'd meet him at the house.  Colin
drove back as I certainly wasn't in any state to do so.  Jason had
contacted everyone on the search and told them what had just happened.
Texts and calls flooded in with condolences and renewed energy to pick up
the pace of the search.  We got home and Detective Morgan was already
waiting for us with a police car and a couple of officers.  We entered the
house and showed them to the living room while I went and got Lawrence's
pack.  One of the other officers asked if he could check Troy's room and
Jason took him to show him.  Colin checked with Sam to make sure it was
okay to do that, and he said it was as long as the officer was escorted and
there were two of us with him.  Alex ran to join Jason in Troy's room.
Colin called ADAM and had an emergency message go out to all members in
Vancouver about what had happened and where Lawrence had been found.
Within minutes, he received text back telling him to activate the home
system.  He pulled up ADAM's database and we found that over 600 people had
responded and had agreed to start a search party in Stanley Park.  Colin
also called Jake and told him to contact all staff at the Slam'r for help.
He said to pay them if needed, but he wanted all hands available.  He
contacted his guy at CTV news and told him what had happened and asked if
they could get a story out.  He would offer a $100,000 reward for
information that led to the recovery of Troy and where the search was being
conducted.  He pulled up the CTV broadband newsfeed and within 10 minutes
it was going out live to the lower mainland as breaking news.

Detective Morgan and the officers had gone through Lawrence's pack and
found that his last name was Grimes, although there wasn't much else in his
pack except for some clothes, a toothbrush and other minor things.  Troy's
room had no clues either from what they told us.  Colin explained what we
were doing now and the Detective was impressed and promised to set up a
command post around the crime scene where they had found Lawrence.

"We will take his things with us, if that's alright.  Can we hang onto
Troy's phone and let forensics see if they can find anything in it?"  I
nodded my agreement and asked to be informed if they found anything.

"If you can't find Lawrence's family, what will happen to him?"

"If no one claims his body, the province will take care of the cremation
and ashes."

Before I could speak, Kyle interrupted for the first time since we got
home.  He was as upset as I was, maybe more.  "If no one claims his body,
we'll claim it.  He deserves a proper funeral.  Just because he's a street
kid doesn't mean he can be thrown out like trash."  He almost yelled at the
Detective as he sobbed.  Alex just held him tight.

"Of course.  I'm sorry.  I didn't mean for it to sound insensitive.  We'll
keep you informed.  Are the numbers we have for you correct?"  My Dad
assured him that they were and since he was the legal guardian of Troy, the
Detective said he was obligate to contact him first once they found him.
He gave us a couple of his cards and I told him we'd be in Stanley Park if
he need us.  He advised us to stay where we were and to let the police do
their job.  I wanted to bite his head off for not taking me seriously on
day one, but instead I thanked him and said we'd be at Stanley Park until
Troy was located.  The officers left and I sat back down and cried.  Mom
brought me a drink of water and I almost asked for something stronger.  I
must have been a mess because at one point I heard my Dad ask Colin if he
should take me to the Doctor for a sedative to help calm me down.

"HELL NO!  We gotta get out there and search," I said standing up quickly.
"Shit, we forgot to call J.P. to tell him what is happening.  I went for my
phone, but Jason stopped me and said he had already called him and let him
know.  J.P. offered to fly out and help search but Jason had talked him out
of it until we knew something more.  Colin said he'd alert the pilots to be
ready to go get J.P. if needed.  That helped a bit and I was ready to go
look, but Mom and Dad convinced me to go lie down for a bit so that I had
some strength.  Mom said she'd make some food for all of us and Jason
showed Dad where he could clean up.  He even offered him one of the guest
rooms in his place if they wanted to stay, which they accepted.  I went to
the bedroom with Colin.  It was more like I was dragged to the bedroom BY
Colin and we lay down together.  I had just kicked off my shoes when a
little knock on the door came and Kyle poked his head in.  We waved him in
and he got on the bed with us.  We all curled up together and tried to
relax.  All I could see was Lawrence in the morgue each time I closed my
eyes and I opened them quickly, as that thought turned to it being Troy on
the table instead.  I was freaking out.

We tried to nap for an hour, but I'd be lucky if I had 10 minutes.  We got
up and headed down to the kitchen where Mom had prepared some sandwiches
and soup.  ADAM was sending real time updates on all members and others who
he could track and where they were located.  So far he was showing over 500
people searching the park, which was impressive to say the least.  Colin
told us this and my parents had no idea how he knew, except to assume that
maybe it was being reported on the news.

We ate quickly and jumped in the SUV to head to the park.  My Mom and Dad
stayed at the house in case any news came in.  We got into the park and
there were crowds everywhere, and not the usual beach going crowds.
Obviously the reward as well as the `Q' emergency alert had brought tons of
people out. We made our way to the Police command center and found
Detective Morgan watching the scene on cameras and listening to the police
radios feedback.

"Well you guys sure know how to mobilize a crowd.  If Troy is in the park,
we'll find him.  The last estimate puts 1500 people searching at the
moment, with more arriving by the minute.  At this rate we may have to shut
the park down until the search is over or we could have others going
missing in the forests.  So far we have found 36 squatters camping out.
281 dead animals ranging from cats and dogs, to rabbits and deer.  There
have been several bags of property found as well, probably stolen from
cars.  There has been one body located, but it wasn't Troy.  She had been
there for years.  We also came across 16 sexual acts being performed as
well.  At this rate, even if we don't locate Troy, we may solve a lot of
other crimes.  As he was talking another call came in indicating that a
body had been found.  I almost dropped again, but it turned out to be
another one that had been out in the park for a while.

Detective Morgan shook his head.  "I can't believe that we've found two
bodies, three if you include Lawrence.  I have had to call the Chief and
the Mayor with this.  When it hits the media, it's gonna get ugly."

I couldn't give a flying fuck about all this other shit.  Just find Troy I
was screaming inside my head.  I wanted to get out and look, but everyone
thought it would be best if we stayed where we were in case anyone found
anything and we were needed.  Two hours passed and still no sign of Troy,
but the police were now estimating the crowd at over 3000.  They were
already beginning to close access to some roads in the park in the interest
of public safety and crowd control.  I wasn't listening, and as far as I
was concerned we could have all 3 million people from the lower mainland
show up and it wouldn't be enough until Troy was found and brought home
safe.  At the end of the third hour, I was exhausted as I sat outside
watching and listening.  A few times I lay on the ground and just looked up
at the sky as Jason or Colin lay beside me.  I was staring at the sky when
the doors to the command center flew open and the Detective and a couple
officers rushed out.

"We found him.  Let's go!"  He yelled to everyone.  "Paramedics are on
their way."

"Is he alive?"  I asked as a wave of fear washed over me.

"We don't know.  Do you want to ride with us?  Three in this car.  Two in
the squad car."  Colin, Kyle and I jumped in with Morgan, while Jason and
Alex hopped in with the uniformed cop.  They turned on the lights and
sirens and screamed across the park to where the mob was building.  An
ambulance was on scene and as we pulled up we were directed deep into the
woods where Troy had been located.  When we got there I couldn't see at
first, but then as they let us closer, Troy was on the ground naked and
battered to pieces.  He wasn't moving at all.  I began to cry as he sure
didn't look alive to me.  He almost looked unrecognizable he was so badly
beaten.  "Is that Troy Walker?" Detective Morgan asked us.  We confirmed
that it was.  He radioed it in and we tried to push past to find out if he
was alive.  We were kept back from the scene as the paramedics checked on
him.

"He's alive, but just barely.  He's dehydrated and suffering internal
bleeding.  We have to get him moved now."  The Detective nodded and the
paramedics grabbed the gurney and gently lifted Troy onto it.  I wanted to
rush over and tell him we were here, but they wouldn't let us trample the
area more than it already was.

"Detective Morgan, would you please find out who located him so we can
ensure they get the reward?"

"We will let you know, but I recommend that you hold off on paying the
reward until we clear the person.  Sometimes in cases like this, the person
who finds the body is responsible for putting it there and just tries to
claim the reward without it being as difficult as a ransom drop.  Just give
us time and then we can let you know if it's okay to pay."

"Thank you Detective.  Where is he being taken?"

"St. Paul's.  One of you can go with him if you want.  Relatives only
though."

"I'll go," I said quickly planning to never let Troy out of my sight again,
even if it meant I had to have a GPS chip implanted in him.  I didn't
believe in God, but I knew Troy did, so how could it hurt to pray on his
behalf.  I quietly said a prayer to God for Troy and then cried as I
thought about Lawrence and how it was too late for him.  I hoped that if
there really was a God that he had a special place for Lawrence and would
be smiting whoever did this to him. I had a momentary brain fart of humor
as I remembered Jim Carey in `God Almighty' `Oh mighty smiter...'  In my
prayer, I also promised God that if he didn't find who did this, I would
and his smiting and brimstone, fire, locusts and all that other bible stuff
would be mild compared to what I would rain down on the sick fucker who did
this.  I even told God that he better find the guy first...or God help him.
I don't suppose it made much sense, but then I wasn't in a mood for sense,
I was in a mood for revenge.  Is it illegal to offer a million dollars for
the head of the person who did this to Troy and Lawrence?  I don't want the
whole body, just the head.  As the ambulance screamed towards the hospital,
I had to stay out of the way as the paramedics worked to stabilize Troy and
get an IV in him.  They explained that he was dehydrated and had lost a lot
of blood, but fortunately none of the cuts were major, although they
believed he had several broken bones.  They were worried about the internal
bleeding.  We pulled up at the emergency entrance and he was rushed
straight in, and on to surgery.  I was stopped at reception and asked to
fill in forms.  I had to call Dad to go into Troy's room to get the stuff I
needed.  Health care would take care of everything, but I wanted Troy to
have the best care possibly afterwards including a private room and told
the reception that.  She assured me that he would be placed in a private
room after he got out of surgery and intensive care, and that due to the
circumstances, he would also have a police officer at his door for
protection until they finished the investigation.  I had to put down all
the people that were authorized to visit.  I went to the waiting room and
texted the guys as to where I was.  They showed up quickly and waited with
me.  It was several hours before a doctor came out to see us.

We all stood up as he approached.  The look on his face was unreadable and
I almost didn't want to hear it.  "He has suffered a lot of internal
damaged due to blunt force trauma.  He has several cracked ribs, a
collapsed lung, a broken leg and arm.  He is also very dehydrated and his
breathing is shallow.  At the moment he is in critical condition and only
time will tell if he will pull through.  I wish I had better news for you,
but he is young and looks healthy otherwise, so I am hopeful.  It also
appears that he has been sexually abused as there was evidence of anal
penetration recently."  I didn't know how to react to that comment and I
didn't want to ask if the rape was in the last 24 hours or longer.  Hell,
I'd fucked him a week ago, so I was less worried about that than everything
else.

"When can we see him?"  Colin asked.

"We currently have him in an induce coma to allow him to heal quicker and
take a little stress off his body.  Once we can bring him out of that, the
police will want to talk to him first and then we can let you in.  I
suggest you all go home and get some rest.  It's going to be a few days
before he's conscious."

"I'm staying right here!"  I said defiantly.  "I'm not letting Troy out of
my sight ever again."

"He's in recovery and then he'll be going to intensive care.  I can promise
you no one except authorised staff are going anywhere near him and he sure
isn't going anywhere on his own," the doctor reasoned with me.  Colin and
the guys talked me into going home.  Once we got in the house, Jason called
J.P. who said he would fly out immediately.  Colin stood next to Jason as
he held the phone and told him he'd send the plane right away and the pilot
would call when he arrived.  J.P. was sobbing as he heard the news and I
knew exactly how he felt.  Colin had made sure to have ADAM let everyone
know that the search was over almost as soon as Troy had been found, and
the media had the story almost immediately.  Mom made us all a meal and
handed both Kyle and me a pill which she said was a sleeping pill that she
had got while we were out.  Not only did we take it, but so did Jason, Alex
and Colin.  We all headed to bed early.  Kyle climbed in with Colin and me
as he didn't want to be alone.  It was a rough sleep as all I could picture
was Troy and Lawrence being beaten to death and almost to death.  I
promised myself that if I found the person first, they would get the same
treatment as the boys.

The next day, J.P. arrived and we all hugged and held onto each other.  Mom
and Dad were still in the house and it was nice to have them there helping
all of us.  There were several media on the front lawn and asked for a
statement, which against advice, I made.  I promised that whoever did this
had better hope that the police found them first and I said that he should
turn himself in for his own safety.  I thanked the thousands of people who
helped us find Troy and offered a hundred thousand dollars reward for
information leading to the arrest of this sick puke.  Colin stood by my
side the entire time holding my hand and each time he thought I was going
to go on a rampage or authorize vigilante justice he just squeezed it to
calm me down.  The media ran with it immediately and especially the reward.
It's amazing how money will drive people to find answers.  I could just
imagine the thousands of calls to the police from nutcases to real tips.  I
just hoped that one of them would lead to capturing the cunt.  Once they
caught him, and if Troy died, I'd get myself arrested so that I could rape
and shank the bastard in prison.  We stayed home almost all day fielding
emails, texts and calls from everyone we knew as they heard the news.  The
next day Detective Morgan and another Detective showed up and asked if they
could talk to us.

"We wanted to ask you a few questions if you don't mind," Morgan said to me
directly.

"Sure, of course."  I said leading them to the living room where the others
were gathered.

"In private if possible," he said as they sat down after shaking hands with
everyone.

"We're all family here, so this is private.  Plus they may know things that
I don't."

"Very well.  We had some results back from Lawrence Grimes autopsy and the
preliminary on Troy Walker.  There were signs of rape on both males and
both suffered at the hands of their attackers.  We did manage to find
matching DNA on both of them which leads us to believe that it was the same
person that attacked them."

I leaned in to Colin who hugged me.  I hoped they would give me a name as
I'd use ADAM to find the prick before they did.  "Do you know who it was?"

"We know who the DNA belongs to, yes.  That's why we're here."  I stared at
him intently waiting for the name.

"The DNA we found belongs to you," Detective Morgan said.  I sat back
staring at him as if he were nuts.

"Where did you find the DNA?  Was it from the rape?"  Colin asked.  Thank
god he was calm in these situations.  I wanted to rip the stupid fuckers
head off.  He's wasting time sitting here telling me that my DNA was there
instead of getting out and doing some real police work.

"The sample we found on Mr. Grimes was under his fingernail and in
Mr. Masters in was in his rectum.  Any idea how your idea would be on both
victims?"

"Yes.  The night before they disappeared both were over here.  Lawrence
scratched me when we had a trampoline accident."  I showed him the fading
scars on my arms.  "And Troy and I had sex before he went to bed."

"He's 16, is that correct?"

"Yes," I answered honestly.

"And how old are you, sir?"  He asked as he looked at his note pad.

"20"

"And Troy Walker is your brother, is that correct?"

"He's my adopted brother as of a few months ago.  What does all this have
to do with finding who hurt him?"

"Just gathering facts.  Do you think that's an appropriate relationship?"

I was just about to answer when Colin gripped me and I kept quiet.  "That's
not really relevant to the investigation is it?  It's not illegal, so do
you have any more questions?  We've been through a hell of a lot in the
past few days and we don't' really need anything except for you to find who
did this."

"Well, at the moment I have to tell you that Mr. Masters is our prime
suspect.  Your DNA was found on both bodies.  You had the deceased's
property which you conveniently found in an alley under a pile of wood.
I'm sure you can see it from our point of view, sir.  Was there any witness
to the accident between you and Mr. Grimes?"

"Yes, Troy.  He was the one who bandaged me up.  Once he regains
consciousness, he'll be able to confirm that.  Hopefully he'll also be able
to tell you who did this to him."

"If he regains consciousness, I'm sure he will.  At the moment that appears
to be uncertain.  We would like you to come down to the station to fill out
a statement."

"Am I being arrested?"  I asked beginning to shake at this nightmare
unfolding around me.

"Not at the moment, sir.  We simply would like you to fill out a
statement."

I looked at Colin and he just gripped me again.  "Then we'll decline going
to the station, thank you.  If you'd like a statement, please provide us
with the forms here and we'll fill them out after conferring with our
lawyer."

"We prefer that you come down to the station, sir."

"And we'd prefer to stay here unless you're arresting him," Colin said
strongly and defiantly as he picked up his phone.  "Are you arresting him
and do I need my lawyer?"

"No.  We can get the forms from the car."  The other Detective stood up and
headed for the car.  Colin immediately called Sam and was put straight
through when he explained the situation, making sure the officer could
hear.  Colin asked for advice and told Sam what was happening.

"No, he's not being arrested, they simply want a statement," Colin said as
he talked.  He said yes and no a few times and then hummed and grunted as
he listened to Sam.  "Okay, thanks Sam...no I don't need you yet, but stay
close in case they make a giant mistake and try to arrest him.  Once Troy
wakes up he'll clear it up, but if he doesn't come around, then this could
get worse."

"Sam said to go ahead and fill out a statement as to what happened the last
night you saw them but to keep it simple and only on the facts," Colin
explained in front of the officer.  That made sense to me since it was the
truth and about as simple as it got anyway.  The other Detective returned
and asked me to accompany him into the kitchen where I could fill out the
form on my own.  He showed me how to do it and what it meant.  I filled it
in quickly with a few lines explaining the trampoline and how he scratched
me to Troy bandaging me and then us fucking.  I also explained the GPS
tracking of his phone and how long it took us to find the backpack and
phone.  I stopped short of anything further since they weren't asking.  I
handed it back to him and he looked it over quickly.

"Please don't leave town," Morgan said as they stood up to leave.

"I'm not going anywhere until Troy wakes up, so no worries there.
Meanwhile, keep looking for who did this.  If you waste time thinking it
was me, the trail for the real asshole is getting colder and I can assure
you I will use all my resources to do your job for you and ensure that it
get made known publicly."

"Just doing my job sir and we won't stop chasing all leads until we close
these cases.  We're sorry for the intrusion."  The said goodbye and it took
all my strength not to slam the door on them.

"Can you fucking believe that?  I'm a suspect.  I wish he had arrested me,
they'd have a lawsuit that would make sure they never arrested another
wrong person again."

"Relax and take a breath.  They are just following up on all the leads.
Just a stroke of bad luck that your DNA is on both guys."

We called the hospital every day to see how Troy was doing.  They said he
was still in a coma, condition critical and in intensive care.  It was
three days later before we heard a different story.  They said that they
had brought him out of the coma and he had regained consciousness for a few
minutes, but then fell asleep again.  He was still critical and it was too
early to tell yet.

Two days later the doorbell went and Colin answered the door.  I heard an
animated discussion and I went down to find out what was going on.

"Don't say anything.  Not one word.  I'll call Sam," Colin said to me
seriously.

"Justin Masters?"  Asked the police officer.

"Yes," I said wondering what the hell was going on.

"You're under arrest for the murder of Lawrence Grimes and the attempted
murder and rape of Troy Walker.  They told me to put my hands behind my
back and snapped handcuffs on me.  "You have the right to remain silent.
If you chose not to do so, anything you say can be used against you in a
court of law.  Do you understand?"  I nodded.

"What the hell is this?  Colin?"  The other guys had rushed downstairs when
they heard the noise.

"We have a warrant to search the house," said one officer as he handed the
paper to Colin.  "Is there anything here that we need to be aware of in
advance?  Weapons, drugs, etc."

"No," Colin said without thinking.

"Uh, yes, we have marijuana and plants, but we have a permit for those
which we can provide," said Alex quickly.

"We'll need to see that," said the officer.  Colin was already on the phone
to Sam as Alex ran to get his license.

"We will take you down to the station while the search is going on and you
can have your lawyer meet you there."

"Actually my lawyer would like to speak to the officer in charge," said
Colin as he handed the phone over.  He listened for a moment before
speaking.

"I can assure you that the warrant is in order, Mr. Randleman...Yes sir.
We'll be taking Mr. Masters to the main station."

"Your lawyer is on his way here so we will have to wait until he arrives
before we can conduct the search.  We'll be in the car."

"Good idea.  Stay strong Justin.  We'll have you out in a couple hours.
Don't say a word until Sam gets there."

I was put in the police car and the door slammed shut.  It was a very
unnerving experience but nowhere near as unnerving as when we got to the
station.



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