Date: Sat, 1 Sep 2012 12:38:46 -0600
From: dnrock@rock.com
Subject: Amoral Reivisted 16

Amoral Revisited
by:  dnrock(dnrock@rock.com)

A quick reminder Nifty needs help in the form of financial support.  It is
easy to do just click the link on nifty landing page. That help keeps the
stories coming.  Also just a reminder this story is sexually explicit and
involves youths and adults.  If that offends or is illegal that you know
what to do.

16: New Business and New Opportunities

Right after breakfast I reported to the executive offices.  The boys to the
sports room and photo center.  Felix met me in his private office.  He gave
me several thick files that covered each of the business operations,
explaining each at least from his point of view.

After we covered the overview, he offered to tour me around the facility
from the front door to the penthouse.  When we got into the photography
studios something was happening in each one.  I could always come back
later.  We went around the other side through the offices and work rooms.
That was quite interesting.  I have never seen just how this stuff gets
from the camera to the customer before.  The last room was the studio where
Andy and Eric were performing.  We entered into a long but narrow room with
big windows looking out on and little down, to a standard studio setting.
On our side of the windows were comfortable chairs and little tables.  It
would accommodate about 15 people.  All the chairs were filled and one of
the young men was serving drinks and snacks.  I had met him before.

Paul greeted me with a huge smile, hand shake and kiss on the cheek.  Paul
was one of the effeminate twinks.  He was dressed in a tight Tee shirt and
the shortest and tightest white shorts imaginable.  As he worked I noticed
the patrons were free with their hands on his nicely shaped ass and smooth
legs.  Felix told me the club was a partner with the manufacture of the
clothing Eric and Andy were modeling and received a royalty on every unit
sold.  Eric and Andy were just finishing their clothing or better put
unclothing routine.  Their performance was obviously well received from the
audience.

They took a brief break and I was introduced to several of the patrons.

Each patron pays $50 for the privilege of viewing the action plus any
libations or snacks and Paul's tips.  These were not tips for service but
tips for feeling him up.  Like the strip clubs his tips were shoved into
the waist band of his shorts. I saw a goodly number of 20's among the 10's.
The admission and other costs are electronically charged to their account.
They can also charge the tips but I guess, placing the cash gives them a
better feel of Paul's goodies.  Knowing Paul he would not object to the
feels, charged or cash but it probably makes the patrons or better put
members, feel good.  Several expressed some disappointment that neither of
my boys would be available for more private showings.

The boys came back on fully clothed.  A large round ottoman was pushed into
center stage and the photographers took up their positions.  A number of
very large mirrors were on the walls.  The boys were given instructions,
which we could not hear.  They were obviously asked to engage each other in
kissing and foreplay, slowly stripping which they did.  Once naked they
began kissing and pressing their bodies into each other while laying on the
ottoman.  You could tell someone was giving them suggestions as they would
look over and make adjustments.  Eric is considerably shorter than Andy and
he is young.  They both look younger then they are.  Eric presented his
small round bottom in every way possible to the audience.  Mostly with
Andy's fingers in it.  Shortly they began a 69 sequence with Andy on the
bottom and then on his side facing us.  That presented Eric's small butt to
the cameras.  The boys were charged up and seemed to remain rock hard
throughout.  I think both of their abilities to deep throat gained much
admiration, if not full approval.  I noticed neither of them did any ass
eating.  I know they are both skilled at it and how much they both like it.
I was not sure why.

Andy then fucked Eric in about 5 different positions.  None overly long or
intense.  Andy likes to go deep.  They were being told to make it last, I
was sure.  They frequently stopped stroking, kissed and fondled each other.
For their last position Eric was on his back and he ejaculated while Andy
pumped his ass.  I have seen Eric do this before, he does not need to be
masturbated or fondled; he loves fucking so much he just explodes from the
activity.  Andy then pulled out and let go all over Eric.  He then licked
the boy clean sharing some with Eric's fingers, much to the delight of the
audience.  Eric then fucked Andy in three positions before he ejaculated a
second time.  He did not have time to take his condom off, so emptied it on
Andy's chest.  They both shared that gift.  These scenes usually lasted
about 15 minutes but I know this went on for 25 if not more.

Now the patrons were even more adamant that the boys be available for
private meetings.  I had to intervene and explain they were both spoken
for.  That produced much mock complaints of selfishness on my part.  I know
they both received many tips for the live performance.  The men all
appreciated these were in fact boys, not young men that look young enough
to be boys.  They also liked to see they both enjoyed what they were doing,
as much or more then the men enjoyed watching.

Felix explained, only about half of the models or boy members were ever
free for private meetings and this was just their way of expressing
opinions of quality.  He assured me it was very high for rank amateurs.

On our way out Felix told me Paul and the still photographer were having a
torrid affair.  Paul, based partly on the photographer's skills, was
establishing himself with a solid modeling reputation, in the internet
modeling world.

Andy and Eric both earned about six hundred dollars for this and four
hundred for the earlier efforts.  They will continue to receive some
royalties on showings, after initial costs have been recovered.  Both boys
would be given stage names.  The straight modeling stuff would be widely
circulated, and the underaged porn not at all.  Felix told me his
experience indicated it would be viewed many, many times on the in-house
demand system.  I could see from the files that each demand credited that
show's account from the condo fees.  That credit was $5 per view.  It would
not take long I thought.

The boys went to the showers and we continued the tour.  We talked about
the club establishing its own internet presence, featuring its models and
porn division.  He asked me to prepare a business plan; pointing out, in
the flies were all the contacts I would need in the porn and modeling
worlds, all the details of the stable and how the present films and models
are marketed.

I was most impressed with the gymnastics classes and not just because the
boys were naked or nearly so.  They were being coached by former Olympic
athletes and all showed great skill, strength and flexibility.  Felix said
it had taken the better part of ten years to build the "club" and its
stables.

"A few of the original alumni are now sending boys to us.  Many of these
young people attend a private boarding school not far from here.  In
addition to the sports and modeling we have both music and art classes.
You would not believe who some of the instructors are or how fond they are
of the students."

"Oh I am sure I understand that," I thought.  Many of these people are gay
and many have life partners.  I know a number of them are bi, too.  What
Felix did not know, was who some of our other guests had been.  While no
names were ever used you can't hide your face.  If you are famous you are
recognized, even if not acknowledged. The Pintel Society does list the
names of its members and that tells volumes about them.

"How do you keep a lid on all this," I asked.

"The members and condo owners all have a large investment in making sure
that happens.  We work very hard to keep all publicity away from us for a
start.  We also keep all high profile illegal stuff out of here."  Felix
showed me the electronic security systems and access logs.  "You see no one
local ever uses the front door, unless they arrive by taxi.  Almost
everyone arrives in the underground garage.  It is card access only.  We
use a limousine service to move most of the boys and students in and out.
The condo owner is a member.  Most of our high profile members have private
security services and they work closely with our people.  Just about all of
them are boy lovers too.  Those not, are directed to the 11th floor.  If
you're poking anyone underaged, it is in your best interest to keep your
mouth shut.

My dad had most of the civic politicians and police commanders in his
client base.  Zara and I have kept that policy up.  Any male or female
escort we employ also has some kind of profession that provides a good
cover."

I also noticed the official corporate address, is a small office in the
downtown area.  It was not a big time famous address, just a rather
unassuming place to collect mail, do the bookkeeping and answer phone
calls.  I quickly realized how any money generated from less than legal
activities were treated as if totally legal.  Felix and his partners made
sure to pay taxes, appropriate to the gross revenue being booked.  All of
the tip money and some of the earned was being placed in tax deferred trust
funds for the under 18 group.  When I looked at their reported taxable
incomes it was obvious something was just a little out of whack.

On closer examination the cost of food, instructional fees, clothing,
transportation being assessed was way out of line but the money in the bank
accounts was still too high.  Okay, I saw how it worked.  The condo fees
were very high but they essentially paid for the non sales operations.  The
commissions received from the modeling and porn were substantial and after
expenses they still give Felix a goodly taxable income. Many of these sub
operations were limited partnerships.  When I looked at them it was obvious
that several were losing money, not much mind you, just enough to not pay
any great amount of tax.  Okay, I see how that works.  When I looked at who
some of those limited partners were I got quite a shock.

Many were very rich and prominent citizens and some were rich but not
prominent, like a couple of my former drug bosses.  "Oh boy what the hell
am I getting into," I thought.  Looking further it was obvious these were
strictly tax dodges.  Felix laughed when I inquired.

"Mat, some of those investors, in fact most of them did that as a favor to
my dad. Dad had several schemes for laundering their money and his
commission was shall we say the investments in marginal operations.  Every
once in a while, one of them makes a small profit but never enough to pay a
dividend.

"I don't get it Felix. You and Zara obviously are well set up and don't
need to work.  Running this place is not easy and your take is not that
great?"

"Several reasons.  First, I need to make just enough to keep under the
radar. Second, I like to keep busy, I would go nuts with nothing to do.
Third, I like fucking boys.  I like fucking men, women and girls too, but I
like boys the best. This gives me opportunity to have it all.  Fourth, I
get to make a real difference in the lives of young people.  Not the kind
of difference my parents had but a real positive difference."

"Now I think it is time for you to tell me a little about yourself.  Not
the public Mat but the private Mat.  I saw your face when you looked at two
names on the investor list.  I know who they are and so must you.  Do you
have history with those bikers?" he asked.

"Yes, after a fashion, yes.  At one time I worked for one of their front
companies. I know them and I would guess they know my name.  I never met
them."

Felix dug into a file cabinet and pulled out a folder.  He opened it and
took out a copy of my passport and Mississippi Drivers License photos.  "Is
that you?"  He looked at me and the poor copies. "Could be, maybe not," he
mused.

"That is not Mattias Maki.  The name says Silvan Slater.  Don't know anyone
by that name.  If I had a name like Silvan I think I would just kill
myself," I answered.

He smiled a big one.  "I don't know if it is that bad, they called him
Slats."

"I would guess that anyone called Silvan would wind up with the nick name
Sill.  I think Mat is a lot better."

He dug further.  "Says here they were looking for him, I guess they were
worried that he had gone witness protection.  Hum, about a year later they
called off the search.  They do not say why," Felix said.

"Slats vanished and is officially dead.  He killed himself," I said.  "When
he disappeared it was to protect himself, his crew and his associates."

"You know this because?"

"Because I was witness to it."

"How did he die Mat?"

"Victim of Katrina, he was blown overboard just off Cedar Key and has never
been seen again."

He looked at some more papers.

"This says the Persephone was found tied up at Cedar Key with everything
intact.  All accounts were properly settled and even his cell phone and
passport, clothes, everything was left behind."

"I guess he didn't think he would need any of that, at the bottom of the
gulf. Mattias Maki had no need for that stuff either."

"One more question, well two.  Is Mattias Maki your birth name and is Andy
truly your brother?"

"Yes, Mattias Maki is my birth name and Andy is my brother, however he is
adopted. That was done just days before my parents and younger brother were
killed in a traffic accident."

"I should apologize for putting you through the grill and having you
investigated. In this business one can not be to careful."

"No apologies are needed.  You did what you needed to do.  If you had not
remembered that picture I would not have told you what happened to Slats.
I always believed the dead should be left to rest in peace.  Does it say
why they called off the search for Slats?"

"No just that his disappearance was not related to the Federal Marshals.
You need not worry, none of those people ever come here.  Almost all have
long criminal records and that is just the kind of foolishness we have no
need for."

I guess I never considered that anyone would think Slat's disappearance was
related to things like witness protection programs.  It does make a lot of
sense.  I guess Tony or Jacks must have told them some of what transpired,
I will never know.

By the evening, we three were so heated up all we could think of was
getting into that huge bed and fucking.  That is exactly what we did to.
Eric was sandwiched between Andy and I.  After a long round of oral
stimulation Andy lay face down and Eric entered him.  I entered Eric and we
did a long slow fuck draining every cubic centimetre of semen from the
three of us.

By mid day on Sunday we had completed our work.  The boys were now in solid
with everyone and a modeling future lay open for Andy, if he wanted it.  We
would be making a number of trips to Chicago in the coming months.  I was
well on my way as a management consultant.  We were given a lease on one of
the small apartments and complete access to everything in the building.
The lease fee and other expenses, here in Chicago, are business related as
is our travel.  I think I like this consulting business.  I like paying for
stuff with gross, before tax dollars.

Andy and Eric had already made a goodly some of money.  Instead of large
modeling fees the boys receive a royalty on every CD sold or whenever they
are viewed and a smaller up front fee.  The true porn is not sold but
leased or shown internally.  The tips were not bad either.  I have no firm
idea what Simon will think but Eric is happy.  He realizes the money his
mother pays is adequate for necessities and little else.  He thinks he
should pay his own way.  Simon and I disagree.  We want him to have a tidy
sum in the bank for his education.  That is why I draw so little from it
and Simon nothing.  This income will allow him some pocket money that he
has earned and add substantially to the trust fund.  He can feel he is
making a contribution.  If that feeling eases his feelings of dependence or
beholding, all the better.

When I visited the training rooms, I was pleasantly surprised and much
stimulated. They had 4 boys in the 12 to 13 age group and 4 much older and
experienced boys, helping them.  Each of the boys in training were fitted
with the little leather harnesses.  The younger boys were all in different
stances or positions and undulating their hips as if they were fucking a
butt, mouth or hand with their erections and getting a butt work out at the
same time.  The instructor, an older man who was in marvellous physical
shape, told me the boys would be given several oral sections and then sent
to their men's rooms for the afternoon.  From what the business manager
told me, before we departed, Andy and Eric will be asked to perform again
on our next visit.

Simon met us at the airport.  We three were still fully charged and ready
for action.  Simon was charged from separation, he too was ready for
action.  Eric and Simon immediately retired to their cabin, and Andy and I
to our bedroom.  I had the overwhelming desire to have him fuck my mouth
and my ass in that order.  Andy had other ideas on the order and on who
should fuck who.  We compromised, as is the way lovers resolve these
things.  I fucked his face and he mine.  He fucked my ass and me his.

I can but marvel at his now well developed body.  It is muscular and yet
smooth.  It is man sized, yet boy supple.  His penis is long and thick with
a slight upturn.  His scrotum hangs low and full.  He is ever so gentle and
yet confident and assertive.  Now we need to prepare for real traveling.

Of the four of us, Leon was the only one to have traveled to Europe before.
Greece was new to him, so being a seasoned traveler was not much advantage.
His cousin, Petros (Peter) met us at Athens International.  He turned out
to be almost as large a person as Leon.  Except for his size, Petros did
not show much other resemblance to Leon, with one exception; they both
sported rather large noses.

The one thing I learned from the get go, was the depth of Greek
hospitality.  At first I thought Leon and Petros were cousins, family.
That was true but Petros and his extended family made Andy and I feel, just
as welcome and appreciated, as Leon and Grover.  We not only were made to
feel welcome and honored, but we were totally accepted as part of Leon's
extended family.  It seemed everywhere we went in Greece we were welcomed
and embraced, from small village cafes to five star hotels.

Petros gave us all our travel information, reservations, maps and so on.
He had arranged a good sized rental car for us; one he and Leon could
comfortably fit into and took us to our hotel for the night.  It turned out
to be a Holiday Inn just off the expressway, near the Airport.  We would
drive around for several days and return to Athens for several more.  In
Athens we did not need a car.  Petros saw that we were settled in and then
took us to a large open air restaurant, to meet the remainder of the
family.  We talked and sang and danced.  It was a wonderful time.  I know I
consumed just a bit more wine and Mataxa than I should have.  Andy and
Grover mixed well with the Greek teens, who proved to be just like them
with incessant texting and similar music.

The food was absolutely wonderful and we consumed more of it than we should
have.  Having acclimatized ourselves to Wisconsin, Andy and I found the
daytime temperatures as warm as Leon and Grover.  I can't imagine being
here in the summer.  It would be even hotter than the Gulf Coast or
Oklahoma.

I will not review the wonderful things we saw and did.  Perhaps some day I
will write that travel log but not now.  I know I said that before, didn't
I.  Suffice it to say we are already planning our return trip.

This time Simon and Carl will be made to come with Eric and Paul or
whoever.  I am thinking about renting a large boat.  Wouldn't that be a
blast?  When I get my travel photos all organized, I am sure they will
salivating for the next adventure.

During the day I noticed Grover and Andy had some kind of girl sensing
turned on. The local girls proved to very pleasing to look at and glad to
flirt with these visitors.  I could see them getting a goodly amount of
attention from some of the men too.  At night they were our boys once
again.  Leon thought it quite humorous. I guess I did too.

On return, Eric and Simon showed us how much we had been missed, by
insisting on a mini orgy.  I must admit I sure missed Eric sharing our bed
and so did Andy.  Both Dennis and Naomi seemed to have missed Andy and I
think me too, for different reasons.  I don't fuck either of them, so in my
case it must be my wit and friendship.  Andy does fuck them both and his
penis and his personality were both obviously missed.

I got to thinking about Dennis.  He is obviously bisexual like Andy.  They
are best of friends but I do not think lovers in the romantic sense of the
word.  Eric has made many friends too but the only sex he shares is with
Simon and of course us.  For the first couple of weeks the teen visitors
seemed to grow exponentially, all wanting Andy's and sometimes my
descriptions of Greece.  I quickly made up a great slide show using iphoto
and iDVD.  Everyone appeared to like it.  I think I will do this again
following our next adventure.

Once we returned, I had a work backlog to clear.  The markets have begun to
come around and commodity prices began climbing.  All except natural gas.
It languished around the four dollar mark.  I did some research and learned
that many shale gas plays have come on line in recent months and that with
gas storage full, was causing the price slump.

Am I ever glad I got out of that Canadian gas play when I did.  It too, is
shale gas, low pressure and with this kind of price, the margin is slim to
nil.  If I were them I would just shut the wells in and hang on for better
prices.  I am still not willing to become active in the markets and will
just let things ride along for a while yet.

The resort project was stable.  The hit being felt by the whole economy,
began being felt in March.  I noticed the high season bookings were only
running at 80% of capacity.  This may mean a few layoffs if it continues to
slide.  Our break even is 55% but that is with a much reduced staff.  We
have good people and I for one don't want to lose them.  I am thinking we
need to see if things improve a bit in the next month or so.  Perhaps we
can think of some novel way to boost the sagging numbers.

I got started on the Chicago projects.  I had decided to treat the
different parts of the operation as business units.  While the units feed
each other and work in conjunction, each one needed its own budgets and
management.  I wrote up an outline and overview of each.  Then I took the
financial data and broke it out into the units as best I could.

This produced a number of questions that needed to be answered.  I then
thought through the idea of a web presence for the adult performed porn.  I
created four divisions, sales; Gay with two sub divisions, male and female;
bisexual and straight.  Sales for each would be common for ordering,
distribution and advertising.  The existing internal or closed systems
would remain under the management of the club/condo.  The closed system
could take advertising from the others and from selected outside services,
such as the Pintel Society and some of the better quality porn sights.  I
insisted that the servers for the public porn be common.  The servers for
the internal system totally separate, although the IT's and management
could be the same.

Security is primary for things like this.  The internal system must be
totally separate and never accessible to the outside.  That means its sever
can never be connected to anything but the in-building, closed circuit,
hard wired TV network.  The only way of getting anything on or off that
computer is via hard media.  That is also the case for the production
computing facility.  It too is isolated.  The operating system and any
programs are on one disk and the data, video and sound files on another.
The operating system disk can access the outside world but only by a hard
wire, which is physically disconnected when not being used.  The data disk
must be dismounted and powered off, before that connection is made.  The
underaged porn DVD's are encrypted so strongly that it would take a super
computer weeks if not longer to break.  This is done should any hard disks
find their way into the wrong hands. All the players in the building have
the code key but if the player is ever unplugged it looses it.  I thought
it sounded good but recommended the security be examined by three
independent experts, just to make sure.