Date: Tue, 23 Apr 2013 07:24:23 -0700 (PDT) From: Robert Subject: Conrad Evans Family Legacy 2 Attention Readers - Please donate to Nifty.org to help support and maintain this free service. I encourage you to donate to Nifty today! Go to http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html PLEASE do me the favor of reading the Disclaimer that is before Chapter One if you have not already read it. It applies to all chapters, but you don't need to read it more than once. Thank you. This is a work of fiction. All characters portrayed in this story are fictional and not representative of anyone living or dead. I have used names at random, combining first names with random last names, if these names are similar to any real person, it is purely coincidental and accidental. (c) 2013 by robertx5sf@yahoo.com, all rights reserved, may not be reproduced in any form without the author's consent, with exception of the license granted to Nifty.org per Nifty's terms of use. CONRAD EVANS FAMILY LEGACY Chapter 2 -- New Boss "Meet the new boss, Same as the old boss." -'Won't Get Fooled Again' - The Who "Attention, attention; all boys report to the Dining Room for a mandatory meeting. All boys report to the Dining Room for a mandatory meeting," instructed Grant, the Home's Director, over the PA system. Colt was already in the Dining Room drinking a protein shake for a late breakfast. He was seated at one of the room's two six person tables when his brothers started to arrive. Billy, the oldest current resident was the first to arrive. He nodded in Colt's direction, but avoided eye contact as he took a seat at the other table. Colt figured Billy was probably confused or maybe angry about what happened last night. Colt made a mental note to remember to make some time after the meeting to talk to Billy and clear the air. Billy was turning eighteen in August and would be leaving the Home and heading to college. Colt wanted to make sure everything was alright between Billy and him before Billy left. Sam and Mac were the next to arrive. Sam was fifteen and Mac was thirteen. Colt remembered his father's comment that all the boys except Sam and Mac had different mothers. The two full brothers were pretty much a couple, spending almost all their free time together and both were really good skateboarders. They both had also died their hair black and adopted an 'emo' look. They sat down at Colt's table across from him. "Hey Colt," said Sam. "Morning, Colt," said Mac. "Morning guys, you all ready for your trip?" asked Colt. "Yep, just finished packing right before Grant announced the meeting," said Sam. "Have you heard anything yet about where we are going?" asked Mac. "Nope," answered Colt. A few seconds later, Derrick walked in. His eyes were red and puffy, and he had a very sad look on his face. As soon as he saw Colt he froze. Colt smiled at the boy and gave a little wave. Derrick smiled back, ran over to Colt and jumped onto his lap. "It's okay Derrick. I know what they made you do, and I'm not mad at you, everything is fine," said Colt hugging the boy. Derrick started to cry, "I'm sorry Colt. I didn't want to say mean things about you, but I had to," said Derrick between his sobs. "I know, it's okay. We all have to follow the rules. You were just doing what you were told, and I am not in any trouble. That was just a little test for you, to see if you would obey the rules even when you didn't want to, and you passed with flying colors. Way to go champ," said Colt as he hugged Derrick to him with one hand while using his other hand to tussle Derrick's hair. Derrick leaned back and rubbed his nose. "Colt you stink," said Derrick. "Sorry about that buddy, I haven't had a chance to shower since yesterday morning," apologized Colt. While Colt was busy with Derrick, the remaining two residents, Eric and Jonah, had entered and sat down at the table with Billy. Eric and Billy bumped fists. Eric was sixteen and the most athletic of the boys. All the boys, except Billy, were giving Colt and Derrick questioning looks when Grant walked in. Grant, was twenty-eight, about six feet tall with a slender build. Colt noticed that Grant's light brown hair was in the same color range as most of the boys, dark blond to medium brown with just a few exceptions like Billy's strawberry blond hair and Eric's auburn hair. Grant though had brown eyes, while the rest of the boys had shades of blue, green, or hazel eyes. Now that he knew they were all related, Colt was starting to notice some of the common family features. His father had mentioned that he liked to try to mix it up a bit when selecting mothers so that the appearances of all the boys weren't too similar, but there were still some general traits that they shared. "Okay, just a couple brief, but important announcements. First, we all know one of our residents has always been a bit less accommodating and receptive to taking one for the team," said Grant before he was interrupted. "That's an understatement," called out Eric. Grant shot Eric an annoyed look and continued, "And there might be some rumors going around regarding some events last night and this morning, so I just wanted to let everyone know what was going on. Colt has always been a bit different then the rest of you. Rather than continue to try to fit a square peg into a round hole, some changes are being made. Colt has been selected for a mentorship program sponsored by the Foundation. He is going to serve as a mentee to our Benefactor. Going forward, you will be expected to respond to his requests the same way you would those of his mentor. All the rules that apply to him, now apply to Colt as well. If their instructions conflict though, the Benefactor's have priority. The hope is that Colt will prove himself worthy enough to one day take over running this facility. Congratulations Colt," said Grant. There were several gasps and all the boys turned and stared at Colt. Derrick, who was still sitting on Colt's lap, hugged the older boy and said, "Congratulations." Derrick wiggled his ass on Colt's lap, rubbing it against the hard seven inch cock that was pressing against his butt through their clothes. Grant looked over at Derrick and cleared his throat loudly. It was frowned upon to have openly sexual interactions in the common areas of the Home during the day. The boys were instructed to treat it similar to a public area ,since there were occasionally visitors inside the facility. Although it was usually announced in advance when there would be visitors; Grant did not want the boys to get into bad habits. After curfew though, they could treat the whole facility as private since Grant or Roger would have locked the building building down. "Sorry," said Derrick sheepishly as he stopped his grinding. Grant resumed talking, "Now, Colt is not being rewarded for bad behavior, so I don't want anyone getting the idea that if you start acting like him, that you're going to get special treatment. We may all be orphans here, but that doesn't mean we aren't a family. I don't want anyone being jealous and causing problems. We need to continue to treat each other with love and respect. If anyone has any issue with this change, and wants to speak with me in private, my door is always open. Also, if one of you thinks Colt ever crosses a line that you feel he shouldn't have, come to me before you do anything stupid. Everyone got that?" asked Grant. The boys all nodded at Grant and there were a few more congratulations given to Colt. Colt smiled and thanked his brothers. When everyone quieted back down, Grant continued, "Okay, now for the second announcement. I am sure most of you can guess what this one is about." "Fresh meat!" called out Eric, causing the rest of the boys break out laughing and whistling cat calls. Grant smiled and fought the urge to join the boys in laughing. After the boys had quieted back down, he continued, "Yes, we are going to be having a new resident arrive this afternoon. His name is Logan. Those of you not going on vacation, will get a chance to meet him this afternoon. Now Logan is a little effeminate and shy about that, he's been bullied a lot for it so I just want everyone to be on your best behavior, no teasing the new boy, got it?" Jonah raised his hand. "Yes, Jonah?" asked Grant. "What's effim, effem, er, what's that word you used mean?" asked Jonah. "It means Logan sometimes act like a girl. And because of that a lot of boys have picked on him. So I want you all to be careful and not say anything stupid around him that could make him feel bad about being 'girly'," answered Grant. Then he continued, "Colt was already next in line to mentor a new boy, so he will be in charge of Logan. Now, even if Colt hadn't been appointed the right hand of God this morning, you would all still need to get his permission before playing with the new boy. Everyone except Jonah has been through this drill before, so I expect you all to behave. Since Sam was Jonah's mentor, he would normally be responsible for explaining to Jonah how to treat a new resident, but since Sam and Mac are leaving in less then two hours, I am assigning the job to Eric. Eric, can you make sure Jonah knows how to act around the new boy?" "Sure thing," said Eric. He turned to Jonah, "Basically, little guy, pretend you're not such a huge slut." The boys broke out laughing again as Jonah's face turned bright red. "Eric," scolded Grant. "Man, don't worry, I'll give him the skinny and make sure he behaves. If he doesn't I'll whoop his ass. Wait, no, on second thought, if he doesn't behave I won't whoop his ass," said Eric. Jonah stuck his tongue out at him as the boys laughed at Jonah's expense. Grant was pleased to see the boys laughing and joking around with each other. He had feared that the news about Colt might cause some hurt feelings among the group. He suspected that the boys were just so used to Colt unofficially bossy them around, that the fact he would be doing it officially now didn't faze them. "Okay that's all I have for this meeting. Anyone have any questions for me or anything for the group?" asked Grant. None of the boys said anything. "Okay, Colt please come to my office at two to discuss Logan's arrival. Sam and Mac, the car to take you to the airport will be here at noon, also when you get back to your rooms, there will be a duffel bag on your beds, use it to pack all your skate gear. You'll be needing it on your vacation." Sam and Mac broke out into huge smiles when they heard they would need their skate gear on vacation. Grant continued, "The rest of you, make sure your chores are done before you play or leave to go anywhere today, just because it's summer doesn't mean you can goof off all day." As the boys got up to leave, Colt walked over and put his hand on Billy's shoulder. "Billy, you got a minute? We need to talk," said Colt softly. "Yes Sir," said Billy. "It's still just Colt, unless were playing," said Colt. He noticed that Jonah was waiting for him by the door. "Jonah, I haven't forgotten that I promised to spend some time with you this morning, I just need to talk with Billy for a few minutes. Why don't you go make sure your chores are finished, then meet me in my room," said Colt. "Okay," said Jonah smiling, he then turned and ran out of the room. A couple of the other boys glanced over at Colt and Billy as they were leaving but didn't say anything. Colt sat down at the table and motioned for Billy to join him. "Billy, about last night," started Colt. "Colt don't worry about it. I know you don't like me that much, and certainly didn't want me fucking you. I was just doing what I was told. I knew he was trying to use me to get under your skin," said Billy, staring down at the table. Colt could sense a sadness in Billy that went beyond the events of last night. "No, that's just it, I do like you. You are a nice guy and really know how to fuck. I realized this morning that I didn't really ask you if it was okay if I fucked you. It was just that last night with, Conr, um, I mean our benefactor, playing mind games with me, I kind of took it out on you and that wasn't right. " said Colt, almost slipping up and referring to Conrad Evans by name. Billy though, had caught the slip, "You almost just called him Conrad. Did you just now finally learn his name?" asked Billy. "Yeah. When did he tell you?" asked Colt surprised. "Colt, no offense, you're generally a smart kid, but sometimes you can sort of exist in your own little self-centered bubble. He never told me. I saw his picture when I looked up the name Conrad Evans online after my initiation. I mean, duh, who else would the benefactor be for a placed called The Conrad Evans Group Home for Boys," said Billy with a laugh. "Okay, you got me there. I guess I just didn't want to think about him anymore than necessary. But, why do you think I don't like you?" asked Colt. "Well it's pretty obvious, and not just from last night, that you like playing with the younger boys more than us older ones. Derrick and Jonah are obviously your favorites and Mac would probably be as well if he wasn't always in the bathroom with Sam. Also, I think this has been our longest conversation in months," said Billy. Colt was silent for a moment as he considered what Billy said. He knew, objectively, that what Billy said was true; he did enjoy fucking the boys that were younger than him, more then he enjoyed playing with the older boys at the Home. Yet at school, the majority of the guys he got blowjobs from, and his fuck buddies there, were older than he was. Hell, he had even fucked Roger and Grant more in the past year than he had fucked Billy, and the only times he fucked Billy were when Jonah and Derrick were busy downstairs. "Huh, well, I am sorry I have made you think I didn't like you. It wasn't intentional. I'll have to give what you said some thought, cause I do like you Billy. You're a great guy. Hell, I love all you guys like you're my brothers, you're the only family I have. Why don't you come join me and Jonah," suggested Colt. "Um well, I made plans to visit Roger in the security room and I'm already late because of this meeting. But, with your new position, if you want, I'll cancel on him," said Billy breaking eye contact and looking down at the table. "No, you keep your date with Roger, but you aren't allowed to cum today until I say so. After he is done with you, come find me, that's an order. Now go on, get out of here," said Colt. Billy kept his head down, but Colt could see a smile spread across his face, "Yes Sir. Thank you Sir." Colt headed up to his room while Billy went to go met Roger. Colt opened the door to his room and found Jonah already inside. The eleven year old was lying in the middle of Colt's queen bed playing a game on Colt's iPad. "Jonah, did you ask if you could use my iPad?" asked Colt in a disapproving tone. "No. It was just sitting on your desk and I was getting bored waiting for you, sorry Colt," said Jonah as he sat up and shifted on the bed so that he was sitting with his legs over the side. His bare feet didn't reach the floor. "Let me guess, you came straight here after the meeting and didn't finish your chores like Grant instructed," said Colt. Jonah didn't say anything but his guilt was written all over his face. He dropped his head and looked down at his feet, his dirty blond bangs falling and covering his eyes. Everyone at the Home knew Jonah was always trying to find ways to get in trouble in order to get spanked as punishment. At first the rest of the boys encouraged it because it was fun to spank Jonah. Jonah got really into it and would get so turned on that he would do anything the boys asked afterwords. When Jonah kept getting into more and more trouble, Grant had sent Jonah to talk with Adam. Adam, was a former resident that had become a therapist, and was on call for the boys if they had any behavioral issues or just needed to talk to someone. Several times Grant had tried to get Colt to work with Adam about his attitude, but Colt had always refused. Grant had relayed to the rest of the boys that Jonah had trouble admitting that he liked getting spanked, so the boys were trying to get Jonah to stop acting out in order to get spanked. "Jonah, you know we have to follow the rules and what is the rule about your punishments?" asked Colt. "You guys aren't allowed to spank me for being bad, you have to send me to my room and I'm not to have sex for twenty four hours," said Jonah, pouting. "If you knew that, then why were you a bad boy?" asked Colt sitting down next to Jonah. Colt noticed that even though Jonah was younger than Derrick that there was something just a bit more mature about the boy. He knew that if he had a similar conversation with Derrick, that Derrick would be crying by now, but Jonah was just pouting. "Well, cause Sir always spanks me when I'm bad and since you are like him now, I thought, well, uh, I thought you'd still play with me anyway since you can make up your own rules," said Jonah. "Jonah, the thing is that when you are with him, he isn't punishing you for breaking rules, he is punishing you cause you are such a naughty boy when you are with him. Like last night, I saw you being naughty by making him wait. That is being naughty in a good way, but here in the Home, you aren't being naughty, you are being bad to the rest of us. We all have to follow rules, do our chores, and respect each others property and so do you. Do you understand the difference Jonah?" asked Colt. "I think so. I'm sorry I used your iPad without asking," said Jonah. He slid off the bed and started walking towards the door with his head down and his shoulders slumped. "I'll go to my room now," he said with a sad pathetic little whisper. "Jonah, stop, turn around and come back here," said Colt as he pointed to the floor in front of where he was sitting on the bed. Jonah did as Colt ordered, "What?" he asked when he was standing in front of Colt. Colt cocked his head and gave Jonah a questioning look. The boy was confused for a moment, then realized Colt was acting like Sir did when they played. He broke out in a smile as he straightened up, "Sorry Sir." "That's better boy. Now if you promise me you will stop getting into trouble, I will let you off with just a warning this time," said Colt. "I promise to stop being bad Sir," said Jonah. "Good, now get on your knees and take my shoes off," ordered Colt. "Yes Sir," said Jonah as he dropped to his knees. Colt held out his left foot and Jonah unlaced Colt's size 11 sneaker. Grant often joked that Colt was like a puppy, still growing into his paws. After Jonah had the left shoe off, Colt held out his right foot. When Jonah removed that shoe, Colt pressed his foot to Jonah's chest and pushed the small boy back so his butt was resting on his heels. He rubbed his foot down the boy's chest and stomach and then started using his toes to feel for Jonah's dick. He soon found the hard little three inch nail under the fabric of Jonah's shorts. While his right foot was playing with Jonah's crotch, he held his left foot up to the boy's face. He knew his feet must stink as much as the rest of him; he had been wearing his running shoes without any socks on all morning. He saw Jonah's face scrunch up as he couldn't avoid the stench of Colt's feet. "Kiss it," ordered Colt. When Jonah hesitated, Colt tapped him in the face with his foot. "I said kiss it, now," growled Colt. Jonah leaned in and kissed the ball of Colt's foot. "Suck my toes. Pretend they are little dicks," said Colt. Jonah wasn't thrilled about the idea of sucking on Colt's dirty stinky toes. When he wavered, Colt took his foot and used it to shove Jonah, causing the boy to tumble back onto the floor. "After I was nice to you and only gave you a warning for misbehaving, you should be eager to show me your thanks. Yet you sit there making faces at me instead of worshiping my feet. You are being a naughty boy Jonah, and naughty boys get punished. Stand up," said Colt. "Yes Sir, Sorry Sir," said Jonah meekly as he picked himself up off the floor and stood in front of Colt, his head bowed. Colt grabbed the boy's arm and dragged him over his lap. As soon as Jonah was lying across his thighs, he started using his right hand to spank the boy's small ass. As Jonah started to squirm, Colt could feel that Jonah's dick start to harden again; it had gone soft while Colt was shoving his foot in his face. Colt spent a good five minutes spanking Jonah through the boy's cargo shorts. Jonah was squirming and moaning the entire time, rubbing himself against Colt's hard cock which was straining against the fourteen year old's jeans. Colt reached under the eleven year old and unbuttoned his shorts. Jonah held himself up so Colt could slide his shorts down his legs. Colt left Jonah's tight white briefs on. He ran his hand over the small little mounds then pulled the waistband of the briefs back and let it snap back against Jonah, who let out a little gasp. Colt resumed spanking Jonah's briefs covered ass. He started using a little bit more force, causing Jonah to give a little grunt after each blow landed. It only took a couple minutes of the harder spanking before Jonah's whole body shook as he had a dry orgasm. Colt continued spanking him while he came. When his orgasm ended Jonah went limp. Colt stopped spanking him and just caressed the boy's ass for a minute. Then he grabbed the back of the briefs and pulled them down till they rested on the middle of Jonah's smooth thighs. Jonah's cheeks were red. There were still some darker purplish marks from the spanking Jonah received last night. Colt ran his finger down Jonah's crack a couple times as he admired the red freshly spanked ass. He then slipped his finger up Jonah's asshole, stopping at the second knuckle. Jonah let out a little whimper at the intrusion. "You are such a naughty boy," said Colt. "I'm sorry Sir," said Jonah, almost purring. Colt pulled his finger out. "I'm going to give you ten hard ones, I want you to count them out for me," said Colt. "Yes Sir," said Jonah. Colt raised his hand then brought it down hard on Jonah's right butt cheek. "Ugh, ONE," grunted Jonah. Colt let his hand linger on Jonah's cheek for a second. Then he raised it and gave Jonah four more quick hard spankings, alternating cheeks with each blow. Jonah grunted with each one but managed to keep a proper count. Numbers six and seven were extremely hard blows and Jonah started to have another orgasm after the seventh one landed. The last three were delivered as diagonal blows that swept across both cheeks. Jonah's body was shaking from his orgasm and the endorphins rushing through his body. But the little trooper never lost count, nor failed to call out the proper number. Colt's cock was uncomfortably hard and he desperately needed to free it from his jeans. Jonah was barely conscious, so Colt stood up, lifting the little boy with him. He then turned around and laid Jonah face down on the bed. Colt quickly stripped off his own clothes then gently finished removing the rest of Jonah's clothes as the boy lay on the bed panting. Colt laid down next to Jonah and gently stroked his stomach. Jonah seemed to come out of his daze when he felt Colt rubbing him. "I'm sorry Sir, I should have stripped us," said Jonah. To make up for it, Jonah flipped himself around on the bed and crawled on top of Colt's legs, his head down next to Colt's smelly feet. Without being asked he started messaging Colt's feet with his hands while licking Colt's toes. He ran his tongue over each toe and then between them. After giving the toes a tongue bath, Jonah started sucking on each of them in turn. This is why all the boys enjoyed spanking Jonah, the young boy lost all his inhibitions towards sex after a good hard spanking. Before the spanking he had cringed at the thought of sucking on Colt's feet, now he was moaning and grinding his hard little cock into Colt's thigh as he sucked on Colt's toes. While Jonah was worshiping his feet, Colt reached back and pulled out a bottle of lube from a cubbyhole in the headboard. Jonah's ass was just below Colt's crotch as the boy rested on top of his legs. Colt squirted some lube onto his fingers then reached down and started working it into Jonah's ass. Jonah moaned around Colt's toe as a finger was pressed into his ass. It didn't take long for Colt to get Jonah's asshole loosened up since his father had fucked Jonah twice last night. After Colt had Jonah ready, he gave Jonah a light slap on his ass to get his attention. "Okay cowboy, time to ride your colt," he said as he coated his cock with lube. Jonah turned around and squatted over Colt's cock. As Colt held the base, Jonah reached down and guided the tip to his hole. He took a deep breath then slowly started to sit down on Colt's cock. He pushed out to open up his ass. He grimaced a little as Colt's fat uncut cock stretched him. While Colt's cock was about the same length as Sir's cock, it noticeably thicker. Once he had about half of Colt's length in him, he slowly pulled back off. He reached down and jacked Colt's cock a couple times to spread some more lube around, then sat back down on it. This time he was able to make it all way down until his own little tight ball sack was resting on Colt's small patch of brown pubic hair. Jonah's own three inch hairless cock was rock hard and pointing upward along his own belly. "Yeah, that's a good boy Jonah. Time to play bucking bronco," said Colt as he started bucking his hips up and down on the bed, bouncing Jonah up and down on his crotch, his cock sliding in and out of the boy. Jonah started panting again as the feeling of Colt's fat cock rubbing back forth across that special spot inside his ass drove him to another orgasm. Colt sat up, wrapping his arms around Jonah and kissing the boy. He shoved his tongue in Jonah's mouth as the boy was moaning from the intense dry orgasm. Once Jonah was done with his orgasm, Colt rolled the pair over then pulled his cock out. "Roll over on your stomach," instructed Colt. Jonah quickly flipped over. Colt immediately shoved his cock back up Jonah's ass, driving it balls deep in one quick thrust. Jonah gave a little grunt as Colt bottomed out in his ass. Colt had his thighs straddling Jonah's smooth legs and he held his chest up so he could look down and watch as he fucked his big dick in and out of Jonah's tiny ass. It didn't take long fucking the boy's tight ass before Colt started to cum. As his own orgasm took hold he started making short little thrusts as he pumped his load up his brother's ass. When it was over he collapsed down on top of Jonah. After a couple seconds of crushing the boy under his weight, he grabbed the boy and rolled them both over onto their sides. He lay there and ran his free hand over Jonah's chest, stomach, and crotch, just enjoying the connection with his brother and the post orgasm euphoria. Once Colt's dick softened and popped out of Jonah's ass, the younger boy shifted around and sucked on Colt's cock, cleaning it of the mix of cum, lube and his own ass. After Jonah had cleaned his cock, Colt slapped the boy on the ass again, "Okay Jonah, get dressed and go get your chores done, for real this time." "Yes Sir," said Jonah. The boy quickly threw on his underwear and shorts then pulled on his shirt. "Thank's Colt," he said as he left the room. *** Colt wanted to just lie in bed and take a nap after the events of this morning, but he caught a look at the clock and realized he needed to get moving. It was five minutes to noon. He dragged himself out of bed and over to his dresser. He put on a pair of shorts, not bothering with underwear, then pulled a tank top over his head. On the way out the door he slipped on a pair of sandals. He made it downstairs and out the front door just in time to catch Sam and Mac before they left. Their bags were being loaded into the back of a large Lincoln Town Car by the driver while they were working their way through the farewell committee, which consisted of Roger, Grant, Billy, Eric, and Derrick. When they got to Colt, he put a hand on each of their shoulders, and gave them a serious look. "Samuel and Macaulay, I am ordering you guys to have a fun time on vacation," he said then broke into a smile. "Thanks Colt," said Sam. "Colt, do you know where we are going? No one will tell us," said Mac. "Nope. That's on a need to know basis, and apparently none of us need to know, including you two," joked Colt. Grant stepped forward, "Okay, time for you boys to hit the road." He handed each of them a large white envelope with their name on the front. In the corner of each envelope was a logo which included the words: 'CEFF - Global Youth Opportunities Summer Conference 2012'. "John will meet you at the airport, he is your official chaperone for the trip, and you are not to open the envelopes until he tells you. And for god's sake, don't lose them, your passports and all the special legal documents you will need to be able to leave the country are in there. Take care boys," he said, giving both Sam and Mac another hug. Sam and Mac got really excited when they heard that John was going to be their chaperone. John had been the one that had first introduced them to skateboarding, but he had not been back to visit that often after he left for college two years ago. After the car left for the airport, Colt turned to Grant and asked, "so where are they going and what is the Global Youth Opportunities Conference?" Billy answered instead, "They are going to Shanghai, China. The Global Youth Opportunities Summer Conference is an annual event where thirty disadvantaged youths from around the world get to travel to some location for seminars and activities to build their 'leadership' skills." "Shanghai, China? Why go all the way over there for some lame seminars?" asked Derrick. Eric laughed, "The CEFF seminars are lame, but fortunately when you go Derrick, you won't have to actually attend the seminars." "With both Sam and Mac getting invited this year, and John serving as one of the conference leaders, I don't think it will surprise any of you to learn that the largest skatepark in the world is located in Shanghai, China," said Billy. "How did you find all this out Billy?" asked Colt. Billy let out an exaggerated sigh, "Seriously guys, am I the only one here that fucking knows how to use the internet? The information on where the Conference was being held was posted on the Foundation's website like two months ago. Since I knew Sam and Mac were both going, I just googled Shanghai and skateboarding. Sometimes it really is that easy." The boys all laughed and then started playfully shoving each other as they headed back inside the Home. "Hey Colt, you wanna shoot some hoops with me?" asked Eric. "I don't know if I have the time, I still haven't showered yet and I need to meet Grant at two, and somewhere in there I need to spend a couple minutes with Billy," said Colt. "Yeah, Colt, you can't leave me hanging," said Billy as he rubbed his crotch. "Hmm, actually I can Billy. I think I'm going to make you wait a little longer," said Colt as he gave Billy an evil smile. "You bastard," replied Billy. "Aren't we all," quipped Eric. The rest of the boys laughed at one of the common jokes made at the Home. "But seriously Colt, come on, you are the only one that can even give me a challenge on the court. It won't take long, and you'll have plenty of time to shower afterward, please Sir," begged Eric. "Colt, you should go, I can wait. I'm kind of starting to get off on holding my load for you," said Billy. Colt smiled, yep Billy was definitely the most submissive of the boys. "Okay, Eric. I just need to run by my room and grab my gym shoes," said Colt. *** Ten minutes later Colt and Eric were alone in the gymnasium of the Conrad Evans Academy. The Academy was located adjacent to the group home, which made getting to school easy. Although since the Academy was served as a boarding school for the regular students, the boys from the group home actually had the furthest to travel to get to class in the morning. During the summer though, the regular students returned home, which gave the Evans' boys the run of the nearly empty school facilities. Just a small token staff of groundskeepers and administrators remained at the school over the summer break. The boys stripped off their shirts and took a few warm up shots. When they were ready to begin, Eric tossed the ball to Colt, "Since you're in charge now, you can have first possession, but don't think I'm going to go easy on you just because you can order me around now." Colt laughed, he always liked Eric, even if they didn't hang out that often. The two got along well, shared a love of sports, and it probably helped that Eric had never once asked to fuck Colt. Colt suspected that Eric might be straight, as he rarely saw him having sex or fooling around with any of the other boys in the Home or at school. The sixteen year old jock had already grown into what Colt was recognizing as 'the Evans body'; usually around six feet tall, give or take a couple inches, generally slim frame with a little variation depending on how much effort each individual put into building muscle. Eric had the most muscular body of any of the boys. Colt admired Eric's body and his eight pack abs for a second. Eric also had the most unusual natural hair color of the group. It was a dark auburn color and was getting wavy as it grew out. Colt knew Eric would get it cut short in the fall for football season, but Colt preferred it longer. "What if I order you to lose to me?" asked Colt, dribbling the basketball and maneuvering to get past Eric to the basket. As Colt made a break for the basket, Eric leaned in and gave him a hard shove with his shoulder, shoving Colt away from the ball, which he then stole. As Eric dribbled the ball back to the top of the key, Colt glared at him. "If you order me to lose I'll go tell Grant you crossed one of those lines that shouldn't be crossed. Then I'll let all the other boys know what a little bitch you are. Only a little bitch would order someone to let them win, you aren't a little bitch are you Colt?" asked Eric. Before Colt could answer, Eric drove to the basket, leaning in to keep Colt from being able to shoulder shove him away from the ball. But instead of using the same dirty play Eric had, Colt instead stuck out his leg and tripped Eric. The older boy tumbled to the wood floor and the ball rolled out of bounds. "Does that answer your question," said Colt laughing as Eric picked himself up off the court. Eric just smiled back at Colt then went to get the ball and tossed it back to Colt. The two boys spent an hour ostensibly playing basketball, although it seemed to involve more shoving, tripping, and wrestling then it did actually playing basketball. Eric eventually won by three baskets but it had been close the whole time. It was a few minutes after one pm when the boys finished and started walking back to their home. As they crossed the athletic fields that separated the school from the group home, Colt could tell there was something Eric wanted to talk about. "Eric, spit it out, you keep giving me this look like you're about to say something, then you look the other way," said Colt. "I'm sorry, Colt," said Eric softly. "Don't be sorry Eric, just say what you need to say," replied Colt. "No, that's what I wanted to say, I'm sorry," said Eric. "Sorry for what?" asked Colt. "Well, you know, I know none of us are to blame for what he makes us do, but I still wanted to apologize to you. I know I'm probably just being stupid, but there is a part of me that is always afraid that whenever you look at me you, you hate me for, you know," said Eric. "What the hell are you talking about Eric?" asked Colt since he really did not know what Eric was referring to. "I can't tell you," said Eric. "Well, I order you to tell me and remember, you can't lie to me," said Colt starting to get angry that Eric was messing with him. "I know the rules Colt, and so do you, when I tell you I can't, it is honestly because I can't," said Eric very slowly and looking Colt directly in the eyes. "Wait, he's ordered you not to tell me something? Something that he had you do to me, that you feel guilty about? I don't have a fucking clue what the hell you mean when you say 'you know'," said Colt, his anger being replaced by confusion and frustration. "Colt, Sir, if I could tell you anything more, I would. I'm just glad you now know there is something you don't know, Sir. If he even found out I said this much, I'd be in serious trouble, please Sir, I beg you, you can't tell anyone else about this conversation, especially Grant," said Eric. Colt could see a slight touch of fear in Eric's eyes. "Don't worry Eric, I won't tell anyone," said Colt putting his hand on Eric's shoulder. "Thank you Sir, I knew I could trust you," said Eric, the fear disappearing from his face and being replaced by a big smile. The boys reached the back door of the home and Eric punched in the door code then held it open for Colt. "Sir, since you are in charge now, with the Benefactor away, I was wondering if I could ask you for a couple of favors, Sir," said Eric. "Sure, what is it? And Eric, you don't have to call me Sir all the time," said Colt. "Thank you Sir," said Eric, winking at Colt and giving him a playful smile. "First, since you will be hanging out with the new kid this evening, I was wondering if it was okay if Billy and I used the downstairs playroom tonight. And the second thing Sir, is that I thought it might be a good idea to take a group trip to the lake tomorrow. I bet Logan would love it. I know my first trip to the lake made a big impression on me when I was new here," said Eric. "Good idea Eric. I'll tell Grant to arrange it. As for the playroom, I didn't know you played with Billy. Good for you. But, you know we can always use the playrooms after curfew when the man is out of town, just schedule it with Grant or Roger. Don't forget I told Billy he had to save his load for me today, so if I haven't gotten him off by curfew tonight, you are going to have to make sure he doesn't cum while you guys play," said Colt. "Not a problem Sir. Colt, maybe you didn't realize I played with Billy because you try to not think about us. You sort of have a blind spot when it comes to Bryan, Dylan, John, Luke, Billy, and myself. As for asking Grant or Roger, you're above them now, so it's only right that I check with you first Sir," said Eric, his head bowed. Despite having had sex with Jonah less then two hours ago, Colt felt his cock growing. There was just something about having his strong jock older brother calling him 'Sir' and deferring to him that made Colt horny. Colt thought briefly about going to find Derrick or Jonah but realized he was already cutting it close as he need to shower and get to his two o'clock meeting with Grant. Then it occurred to him that he could probably fuck Grant during the meeting if he needed to. "Later Colt," said Eric as he entered his own room while Colt continued towards his room and its private bath. As he entered his room Colt had a strange thought, 'why didn't I consider fucking Billy or Eric just now? And what did Eric mean, I had a blind spot when it comes to most of the older boys that have lived here with me?'