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Chapter 3: A Change of Scenery
With my mind at ease I went to my 'office', woke up my computer and started finding places Axel might want to visit. Art Museums, Amusement Parks, etc, etc. I found one that was a must stop in Wisconsin, Mount Olympus! A resort with a water park and theme park. I was thinking at least two nights, it was the off season, so their should be plenty of rooms.
I wanted to spoil him a bit, having money actually takes some getting use to, trust me, I know. I made a reservation at the Hilton Downtown Cleveland for Tuesday night, I thought Monday night would be pushing it. I didn't really want to drive more than five or six hours a day, so that meant Monday night would be in Pittsburgh, so I booked the Presidential Suite at the Fairmont. The Andy Warhol Museum was only a mile or two from the hotel. I figured we'd hit that Tuesday morning. From there we'd play it by ear.
My mind wandered back to the movie we watched last night. I googled 'Flight of the Rangers', my mind was blown. 9.5 stars on IMDB, 94% Fresh on Rotten Tomatoes? I read the top Critic's review.
"A forgotten classic, a must watch for ANY Space Sci-Fi fan. Even though it stars two preteen boys this is not just a kids flick. The writing is deep and meaningful. The photography is next level. The acting by the entire cast is excellent, but the performances by the eleven year olds Martin and Stefansson are nothing short of phenomenal. If you've never seen it, watch it tonight." Was that a tear in my eye? I went back to the search results and found a website dedicated to 'Rangers' fandom.
I clicked on it, turned out to be a forum, over 23,000 registered users. Holy fuck! I started clicking random posts. They overwhelming positivity actually brought me to tears. I did find a thread called 'Where is Dylan Martin Now?' I clicked on that. I'd never hidden who I was, but never did any media appearances. The thread was full of wild rumors and speculation, everything from I was in prison for murder, to I killed myself because my dad raped me. That pissed me off. One of the last posts in the thread must have been one of my former coworkers, posted Tuesday evening by R@ngerF@n2432.
"He just took a very early retirement from his extremely lucrative job as an investment banker at a private equity firm, to raise his nephew, who's Mom just died. Dude didn't even know he had a little Sister, let alone a ten year old nephew, but he took the kid in without a second thought. While I don't know him well, he seems like a great guy." Wow. I guess I was gonna need to work on the backstory.
If I was gonna return to Hollywood, that meant the public eye, that meant interviews. How did my dad do it? He had documents on my fake mother and everything. Maybe Uncle Caleb knew. I knew I should give him a call, I should have anyways, I bet he flipped when Hunt told him about Axel. But, there was something I needed to do first. I hit the contact button at the bottom of the page. I filled out the name and email fields and wrote.
"Hello, This is Dylan Martin. I watched 'Rangers' for the first time since the Premiere last night, it blew even my mind, and my new Son, my Nephew, he absolute loved it. Your forum has warmed my hart and brought happy tears to my eyes. Knowing that something I was involved in is still so beloved today.
Thank you, Dylan
PS, The post in the thread about where I am now, by R@ng@rFan2432 is correct, I assume he works in the office I use to. Also please delete the posts about my father raping me or molesting me, my dad was a great man, and my best friend, till the day he died.
PPS, Feel free to post this to your forum." I hit send. Then went back to the living room and grabbed my phone to call Uncle Caleb.
"Dylan? It's wonderful to hear from you! Congratulations on finding Axel."
"Thanks Uncle Caleb... Um... I know it's been a long time, and I'm sorry I haven't kept in touch. I'd love to catch up, but we can do that when Axel and I get to L.A. Ummm, I might need your help... Do you know anything about how my dad created my backstory and got the documents to back it up?"
"Hummm... No, but your friend Zeus might..." The voice!
"Oh shit! You're Zeus, aren't you?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about. I am so fucking proud of you Dylan!!" Shit! Was that another tear?
"Thanks Uncle Caleb... Wait, did Dad know about The Brotherhood? Cause he never said anything about it to me. And he told me everything."
"No, there was no need. Contact Zeus after midnight tonight your time. Oh and call me the second you get to L.A. we need to have a talk, in private."
"I will, and Axel and I watched 'Rangers' last night. Amazing! Your camera work, wow."
"Thanks, that's what Hunt said. Maybe I'll watch it with my Nephews. You're not the only one with news, it turns out I have two blood Grandnephews! I'll tell you about them when you get here. When do you think you'll get to L.A.?"
"Congrats! Probably two or three weeks. Axel and I are going on a roadtrip, with no plan or schedule. He wants to start making memories with me."
"Wonderful! I can't wait to meet him, he sounds like an incredibly strong boy."
"He's my Little Phoenix. Formed in fire. I'll let you go. I'll see you soon, I love you Uncle Caleb."
"I love you too Dylan. I'll see you soon." He ended the call. Holy shit! He was Zeus? Was he the head of the entire Brotherhood? My Uncle Caleb? I guess I'd find out.
I noticed the time 11:46, time to start lunch. I stopped for a moment at the display case to admire the phoenix sculpture, I made a mental note to break out my camera gear this afternoon, I wanted to be able to show it off. I dressed, went to the kitchen and pulled out some frozen tomato soup, tossed it in the microwave then started on some grilled cheese sandwiches. Once the soup was hot I dumped it in a thermos, loaded the grilled cheeses onto a tray and headed downstairs. I knocked on David's door.
"Hey Dad! Thanks for the lunch, bye!" He kissed me on the lips, grabbed the food and closed the door... Ok, I guessed whatever he was working on was a surprise. Oh well.
I went back upstairs and fixed lunch for myself, again. After I ate I pulled out my camera gear. Photography is a hobby of mine, I was pretty good, but wouldn't consider myself a Pro. I setup the black backdrop and the lights, lowered the window shades and turned off almost all the lights. I grabbed the mini fogger, that I made out of a vape pen, some tubing and a ten millimeter usb fan (I was also pretty handy with a soldering iron). Finally I shot the shit out of the sculpture. The wisps of smoke in some of the shots made it look even more amazing! I also grabbed some of the soapstone lion, and the pastel of Liberty Hall.
I packed up the lighting gear and the background and put everything away, except for my camera bag, witch would be coming with us. I went to the computer and downloaded the photos, edited them and sent ten of the phoenix and four of the lion, and the pastel to my phone. Then texted a few of the phoenix to Hunt and Caleb, with the message 'My son created this out of Polymer Clay'. Within seconds both of them responded with 'mind blown' emojis.
It was time to start packing the car. I grabbed my camera bag and headed to the garage, I opened Lilly's trunk, or boot, if you're across the pond. Tossed the camera bag in and went to my gear storage room. I pulled out the 65 liter duffel bag I call 'My Campsite in a Bag', a carefully curated collection of all the essentials for setting up a comfy campsite. I wasn't sure how Axel would feel about camping, after over a year on the streets, but it may be necessary some nights.
I headed back upstairs and pulled out two suitcases. I packed mine, then Axel's, seven pairs of Goodnites fit perfectly. I then packed a couple suits for each of us in a garment bag. If we needed anything else we'd get it on the road.
I went to the game cabinet and pulled out a Nintendo Switch kit. I had several, every new boy that came here left with one. Each case had ten games (room for twenty), the unit itself, a usb power bank, good quality earbuds etc, etc. The only thing missing was the dock, they could have that too, if they wanted, but most Lost Boys had no use for it. I knew Axel wasn't too into video games, but roadtrip, long boring hours with nothing to do.
I ran everything back down to the car and loaded up the suitcases, still plenty of room in there for whatever random crap we would pick up along the way. I slid the Switch under the passenger seat, I wouldn't mention it until the third 'Dad... I'm bored!'
I started on dinner, hamburgers and tater tots, yes I grind my own beef blend, and no I don't make my own tater tots, I don't fuck with the perfection of Ore-Ida. Everything was ready at the stroke of 7:30, right when Axel and David came up the stairs.
David was blushing something fierce, Axel was glowing with pride, carrying something under a cloth. He set it on the table and yanked the cloth off revealing... A life sized marble statue... of his junk, and the four or five inches around it. I studied it, the detail was amazing, every wrinkle of his ballsack, the zipper running down the middle. His circumcision scar, the ridge of his corona, his pee slit, everything was exact. The edges looked like they had broken off the full statue. It had a brass rod coming down to a wooden base.
"I wanted you to always remember me as I was when we first met. I call it 'Boyhood'. Do you like it?"
"No... I love it! Thank you, it's amazing, every detail is perfect! This is not going in the display case though. I could put it on a bookshelf, in the 'library' it wouldn't look out of place. Thank you Axel!" I grabbed him and hugged the shit out of him. David was shifting uncomfortably.
"Um... I swear I never touched him, but I did have to take photos, from every angle. Here, take this." He handed me a memory card. "I don't care what you do with it, though I hope you burn it, like I did the prints... Whew, I feel better no longer being in possession of unencrypted kiddy porn! At least I talked him out of his original idea, he wanted to do it with an erection... There is nothing else I can teach him. He did that in eight hours, it would have taken me at least twice that. Hell he even taught me a few things. Dylan your son has a true gift."
"Thank you David, thank you for teaching him. And for being willing to go somewhere very uncomfortable for you... Dinner's ready!" I grabbed some beers and we ate our burgers. Axel went on and on about how much fun he had, I think he thanked David at least a hundred times. We finished our burgers and David said good night.
"Dylan, teaching him made me realize something, I did some googling, there's a market for one on one sculpting lessons. I can charge two hundred dollars an hour!"
"Nice, what do I owe you for your time and materials?"
"A hug." I wasn't gonna argue, I gave him a hug, then Axel did the same and he headed down the stairs.
"Axel I really do love it. Thank you, how hard did you have to do the Puppy Dog Eyes to get him to agree?"
"Puppy dog eyes? Father, I haven't the faintest clue as to what you are referring to. Heeheee! I wore him down in two minutes flat."
"You're evil, ya know that?" He just giggled, we cleaned up the kitchen, I tossed the memory card in the VitaMix on high until nothing but powder remained, then rinsed it down the sink. I grabbed 'Boyhood', and my boy and went to the Library wall and found a nice spot for it in the Greek Literature and history section, on a high shelf. It simply looked like an artifact, a very beautiful artifact. I would not be photographing that particular creation of Axle's.
We took off our clothes and I brought him to the computer to show him the list of bookmarks I had made, and sent to his iPad, along with the basic route.
"If you want to stop anywhere, just say the word, I have planned out Monday through Tuesday morning, from there on out other than a surprise in Wisconsin we have no schedule, we can go anywhere near this route."
"What's this bump in North Dakota?"
"That's where I spent my teens. I wanna stop in and see if any of my old highschool friends are still around. But we don't have to be there at any certain time, or on any certain date."
"Ohh. Cool! We're gonna stop at lots of Art Galleries, and Museums, just not American History Museums, I probably know more than most American History Professors... I can't wait to get on the road! Are we taking the Subie?"
"Nope! Were taking Lilly, the Jag."
"Cooooool!" He let out an enormous yawn. "Can we go to bed now? I had to do a lot of focusing and concentrating today, and that always wears me out."
"Sure thing. Do you want me to blow you before I put your Goodnites on?"
"Nah, I'll probably just fall asleep and pee in your mouth. Hehe."
"Eew! Definitely no blowjob for you then!" If he was turning down a before bed BJ, he was tired! I wouldn't be getting a nice slow BJ either, that was fine with me.
I picked him up, put him over my shoulder and carried my giggling boy to bed. I did our nightly ritual of me putting his Goodnites on and kissing the tip of his dickie before putting it to bed. I laid down on my side and pulled him tight to my chest. He was out in seconds, I laid there for a while, enjoying the closeness, then got up to wait for midnight, and my chat with Uncle Zeus.
I went to the bar and made myself a Martini then went to the library and pulled down Axel's latest creation. It was magnificent, it truly was. His legs were slightly spread so you could see his taint and it went back far enough that the edge was actually half way across his abused back door, he even sculpted the half healed tares. If he was making stuff like this, the lion and the phoenix at ten years old, what was he going to be doing when he got to be my age? I put it back on the shelf. And made myself another drink.
I had been keeping Axel up to date with my interactions with The Brotherhood, he was fascinated, he had been studying all about them and the eight week training they put the kids through. Six weeks of learning about sex, self defense, finance, fashion, two of those weeks were about experiencing booze and all kinds of drugs, so they know how they effect them and how to detect date rape drugs in food or drinks.
It was the last two weeks that fascinated him the most. Two weeks of hard core BDSM with a man known only as Hades. There were those who thought that the man actually was the real god of the Underworld incarnate. He didn't do it for pleasure, he actually seemed to hate what he did, but the experience taught the child to endure just about anything, 97% of the kids that complete the training went on to lead happy productive lives, and become extremely successful in their careers.
Sons and Daughters of Ganymede are at the top of every field you can imagine, art, music, film, politics, industry, etc. The thing was, Axel has had most of the same training, he'd had ten times more Hades than any Son of Ganymede, he wondered if now that he was sort of in the flock, did that make him one?
It was time to talk to Zeus, I made myself one more cocktail and grabbed my phone.
"Hello Dylan, this is Zeus. Documents are being forged and digital records are being altered as we speak. We were able to perfectly dovetail into your false backstory. Your birth father left your mother when he found out she was pregnant. Luckily they had married, and she took his last name.
He did the same thing five years later, resulting in your little sister, who grew up to be a prostitute. Eventually she ended up with Axel, she kept him so when he was old enough she could start renting him out. That had been going on for a few years, but Thursday before last she overdosed on heroin. Child Services was able to find you through marriage and birth records."
"Fucking brilliant! That's dark, Axel's gonna love it."
"Good, there is something else about him that you should know. Not all Children of Ganymede have gone through our training program. It is exceptionally rare, but some find us after they have been trained by other life experience. We have a unique title for them. Only the most special of men can raise one. I always knew you would end up raising a Phoenix.
Axel is not only your Son, he is also Ganymede's... Eros blesses every one of his children with very special gifts, they will take time to manifest but they will come. His gift of the Arts is not one of them, though Eros enhanced it.
One other thing. That oath Caesar had you swear? He is physically incapable of lying to you."
"Wow... Wow! The lying thing is gonna come in handy when he's a teenager... Can I tell him that he's officially a Son of Ganymede? He's been studying The Brotherhood quite a bit and was wondering if it was a possibility."
"That's why I'm telling you. There is a lot more we need to discuss, but that can wait till you get to L.A. Now, tell me more about my newest Grandnephew. I have all the files, tell me what's not in them.
Oh, and speaking of telling... As for your tenants, don't tell them you're letting friends bring boys there. There may be girls as well. Some of those kids will be very frightened, they may only trust the person they are with. Tell them the truth. Just don't use the words Brotherhood of Ganymede."
"Ok, they'll understand. I actually trust every person here with my life." I started by telling him about the gift he gave me that night. He almost fell out of his chair laughing. I told him about my amazing Little Phoenix, his personality, his loving and caring nature. Heck I even told him about 'the other thing', he thought it was beautiful, but told me that Eros does have kind of a fucked up sense of humor. We talked for a while more then he told me to get to bed. I gave him a very sarcastic 'Yes Uncle Zeus' and we said good night.
I set my alarm, crawled back into bed, wrapped myself around Axel, pulled the covers over us and quickly fell asleep. At 7:30 am my alarm started going off I shut it off and saw Axel stirring, he yawned, sat up and stretched.
"Morning Dad. Let's shower and eat and hit the road!"
"Not so fast... Sorry there's something I didn't tell you because I didn't want you worrying about it. I made a Doctor's appointment for you this morning at nine, you need a physical exam, Zeus's orders. And don't worry the Doctor is Brotherhood."
"Oh, ok. I understand why you didn't tell me, but I'm fine with it. As long as you're with me."
"I won't leave your side. I have other news, I spoke with Zeus again last night. It turns out you have another who claims you as his son, his name is Ganymede. And they have a special title for boys like you, they call you a Phoenix!"
"Really!? No Way! That's too cool! Am I gonna get blessings like I've read about, or is my artistic talent already one of them?"
"Zeus said your talent isn't from Eros, though he did enhance it. And the blessings will manifest over time."
"Cool! I read that very recently one kid got the ability to read any language he sees and speak any language he hears!"
"Oh, that would be handy. Hey guess what else. You remember me telling you about my Uncle Caleb?"
"Ya? What does he have to do with any of this?"
"He just so happens to go by the name Zeus!"
"No fucken way!"
"Yes fucken way! Now let's get these soggy things off you and get in the shower."
"Would you do it? You don't have to lick me clean or anything, but would you take them off?"
"I'd like that. Lay back down." I slowly tore the sides and lifted the front, then bent down and kissed the tip. "Good morning little Axel!" He giggled and a new morning ritual was born. We showered and washed each other. After trading quick blowjobs we dried and dressed. I made coffee, french toast and sausage patties for breakfast, yes I mix my own breakfast sausage blend, the key is adding one grated Granny Smith Apple per pound. The thing about this roadtrip that I was not looking forward to, I wasn't gonna get to cook for Axel.
"We're not coming back here before we hit the road, I've already packed a suitcase for you and it's in the car, so just pack up your backpack with your phone, iPad, and whatever else you want to have with you in the car." He ran to the art supply cupboard and grabbed a letter size sketchbook, a ruler, a tin of colored pencils and a box of Micro Fineliner Pens and added them to his pack.
In the garage we ran into Chris. I introduced him to Axel.
"Um... Chris? I've sort of ended up joining an Underground Railroad that helps abused and trafficked children. They will be using my pad from time to time as a safehouse. I really didn't want to put it into an email, so I'm glad I ran into you, could you spread the word?" He giggled and instead of replying he looked at Axel...
"Ganymede sends his love!"
"What!? Ohh! Fucken cool... That's why I can see you glowing! Dad, Children of Ganymede can see each other! It's better than a secret handshake."
"Yep! And I can tell you didn't go through the normal training, I can see you're a Phoenix. I'm sorry Dylan, I never told you, my early childhood was much like yours. I ran away when I was ten and ended up getting picked up by a member of one of the Brotherhood's mobile cells and accepted the offer of training. It's cool knowing I'll be living under one of their safehouses. I'm here for anything they need. I guess I'm a Gargoyle now! Cool... I have a gift of altering perception. If I were with you, you could give Axel a blowjob, in the middle of the street, and nobody would think anything of it." Axel's eyes went wide.
"Ha!... Cool indeed. Sorry Axel, we don't have time for that right now... I've never believed in coincidences. I'll give my contact your info. We've got to hit the road, talk more when we get home from our roadtrip?" Axel gave me a very cute fake pout.
"Sounds like a plan. Oh, thanks for dinner the other night. It was killer, I'm gonna have the rest for lunch. Enjoy your roadtrip!" I told him it was no problem we had a group hug and he headed to the elevator. Axel and I hopped in Lilly and we were off.
One of the other things I liked about Chris, before he started making surfboards full time, he was the chief weapons instructor for the Los Angeles P.D. when he moved in to my building we walled off a section of the garage and turned it into a shooting range. Any of my tenants that want training, got it, free of charge, needless to say my building was very well defended.
At the Doctors office I logged in to The Brotherhood app and sent Zeus the news about Chris. Seconds later he responded 'Your building comes with a Gargoyle? Nice!' I made a note to look up exactly what that meant.
The Doctor said that other than his southern star, he was healthy as a horse. He gave me a prescription ointment for his butt and said that by Thursday night he'd be ready to be ridden. That got Axel very excited. Doc said he'd email me the results of the blood an urine tests when they came in. Axel asked about his bedwetting. The Doctor did an ultrasound.
"Well kiddo, sorry, there's nothing physically wrong with you. Often times bedwetting is caused by severe emotional trauma, and you've got that in spades. Your dad's gonna help you through that, but it could take years. When you stop needing your Goodnites you will know you're emotionally healed."
"Ok, kinda what I figured. Thanks Doc. If were done could we have some privacy, I want my Dad to put that ointment on me, he has a very special method of application, it involves a finger up my butt and a mouth on my dickie!"
The Doctor looked at me and shook his head. "Lucky bastard. Haha!" He pulled a jug of KY Jelly out of a cabinet and left us alone so I could give Axel his 'treatment'. I had been using the over the counter stuff on him every day.
Axel almost ripped his pants off and got in position on his back, on the exam table. I slicked my finger and put the ointment on my knuckle then rimmed him for a few minutes before I slid my finger in and took his cocklet into my mouth. As much as I loved blowing him, I wanted to get on the road, so 'Full steam ahead Captain' I sucked like crazy and worked his magic marble like my life depended on it, while, like always I was very gentle with my knuckle as I spread the ointment. He only lasted about three minutes before his dickie started thrashing in my mouth and that poor pink starfruit tried to amputate my finger. He knew there were other people that could hear if he screamed, so the only sound that escaped his mouth was a cute little 'Eeep'.
"Wow. Thanks Dad, that was amazing as always." On the way out I thanked the Doctor again. Knowing this was a Free Clinic and largely donor funded I stopped at the receptionist's desk and had her run my card for fifteen thousand, that should keep them in the black for a little while.
Finally we were on the road, four and a half to six hours until Pittsburgh, depending on traffic, it was 10:25 am.
"I just noticed, Lilly only has an AM radio... I guess it's Banda or Talk Radio for the next month or two." There was no real disappointment in his voice, he never ceased to amaze me. I laughed.
"That's the factory stock radio, I like to keep my cars as original as possible. Open the glove box." Last year when I had her engine overhauled, I had them install a top of the line sound system, the speakers were tuned just for Lilly. As a bonus, totally reversible, not a single new hole had to be drilled.
"No way! Can I pair my iPad?"
"Be my guest. You're the DJ." he put on 'Ride of the Valkyries', Wagner, nice! We rode in silence for about an hour, he stared out the window, holding my hand. Eventually, he turned down the music.
"Dad? Oliver Twist... I wanna do it. Not a huge roll, but a significant one, maybe Charley Bates? I mean I'm gonna be there anyways, since you're gonna be Fagin. So why not? I don't wanna become a big time child star or anything, but I think it would be fun to try, at least once."
"I like the way you think Sweetheart. Ok, I need to take a picture of you and send it to Hunt. Actually I just realized I don't have any pictures of you. We're gonna have to change that. I'm a photographer by hobby, I'm pretty good, not great. I have my camera bag in the back. I'm sure the second I teach you how to use it you'll be a hundred times better than me." That got a blush and a giggle.
"I don't know, I've never touched a camera before... Hey Dad? You're a former child star returning to acting in a movie that's gonna be a hit. That's gonna mean press attention, and interviews. I don't think we can really change our story since you told it at the place you use to work, and confirmed it on that website. How are we going to back up the story?"
I told him what Uncle Zeus was working on and told him about my 'Little Sister', his 'Mother' and what she had put him through.
"Fuck..." he whispered. "I think I love Uncle Caleb. So I was basically a sex slave right up until she died. That's gonna quash a lot of suspicion about us having sex..." My ten year old just used the word 'quash', wow.
"I hadn't even thought about that, nice. So... What about the whole Uncle Dylan vs Dad thing?" I had a couple ideas but I wanted to hear his.
"Well 'Uncle Dylan' is four syllables and 'Dad' is one. Hahaa! No, my bio dad left before I was born. So I'd never known what having a dad was like, I had seen TV and movie dads, I heard stories of kids having dads that loved them. I put together a picture of the ideal dad in my mind. By the time you cooked me breakfast on Saturday morning, you left every fantasy dad I ever had in the dust. So that's what I call you... Dad, I didn't make any of that up. My rescue fantasies, back in The Institute, all involved my imagined dad. I love you." I had to pull off the Interstate. For some reason I couldn't see, maybe it was the tears.
"I need lunch! Do you want lunch? Axel... I love you too my Little Phoenix. What do you want for lunch?" One of the things I didn't want to do was eat at national chain restaurants, unless it was a last resort. Luckily my little co-pilot had gotten very good at using his phone.
"Make a left, there's a Shawarma place a few blocks away that's supposed to be amazeballs." It was! The beef Shawarma was almost as good as mine, the Falafel was better, ya I can admit it, it just makes me try harder.
Back on the road Axel pulled out the sketchbook and colored pencils and busied himself drawing. I had expected to hear 'Dad... I'm bored' at least twice by the time we hit the two hour mark, but he was quite content. And I was quite proud. About 4:30 pm we pulled up to the Fairmont in Pittsburgh.
"Woah! Are we staying here? This place looks fancy!"
"Yep! Were staying in the Presidential Suite." He was just slightly excited... Ha! I tossed the keys to the Valet and pointed out the bags I wanted to the Bell Hop. During check-in the desk attendant was shooed away by the Concierge who looked strangely familiar.
"Hey Dilz! Long time no see!" Dilz? Nobody's called me that since... Fuck.
"Holy shit! Bas? Axel, this is Sebastian, he played the school bully on 'The Early Years'. Dude, it's great to see you!" Axel shook his hand.
"Congrats to both of you... Sorry, I keep up with the 'Rangers' forum, not religiously, but I saw the email you sent." I blushed. He went back to professional mode. "So, let's get you checked in... Oh! I remember you loved classical music, The Pittsburgh Youth Symphony have teamed up with the Youth Choir and will be premiering 'Beethoven's Ninth' at 7:30 this evening, they're among the best Youth Symphonies and Choirs in the Country. And judging from Axel's reaction, here are two tickets, best seats in the house." Axel was bouncing up and down. He handed us the tickets and our room keys. I tried palming him a tip, he didn't take it.
"I don't take tips from childhood friends. Here's my number, maybe we can catch up sometime." He came around the counter and hugged me. We weren't childhood friends, he was part of the Cast, we were Family, even though he was like one of those cousins you see every ten years at a family reunion. I thanked him and told him I'd call him. Axel and I headed to the elevator.
"He seemed nice."
"Nah, he was a total dick. He didn't just play the school bully... Seems ok now though." The Bell Hop opened the room and put our bags inside. I tipped him and he left us alone. Axel was naked by the time I turned to him. He started undoing my belt.
"Your Little Phoenix needs a feeding." He had my pants off in seconds, he led me into the bedroom while I took off my shirt. He shoved me onto the bed. He slurped on my cock till I got hard then went to town. When he made eye contact the contentment I saw melted my heart, as always. He didn't let me last long, so after about five minutes I started cumming. He greedily drank it down.
"Ahhh! Mana restored. Hahahaa! Thanks Dad."
"Thank you! Now it's my turn." I shoved a couple pillows under my back and head and had him straddle my chest. He loved face fucking me, he said it made him feel powerful. I liked giving him that feeling, since he had been absolutely powerless his entire life. He fucked my face good and hard, I used my tongue to make sure he got his money's worth, he lasted about fifteen minutes before his dickie started thrashing about in my mouth, a feeling I absolutely loved.
"Gods I love face fucking you, almost as much as fucking your ass! Thanks Dad." I just smiled and winked. His eyes went wide and he ran to his backpack for some lube. I got into position. We had tried many, many different positions but Missionary was our favorite, as it allowed us to look one another in the eye, or kiss.
Axel gave me the best rimjob he had ever given. Then he entered me, we locked eyes with each other and got lost in each other's souls, we became one as he started making love to me. The world and the room faded away. There was something different that time, I didn't need to touch myself I knew he was going to get me off. Never once did we break eye contact. I could sense he was getting close. I had no idea how long we had been going. I was getting close, his dickie started thrashing inside of me, that coupled with the sounds of his pleasure sent me over the edge splattering both of us with my cream.
He collapsed on me. I opened my eyes, we were in a garden, laying on an ornate bed, the sheets were made out of the purest gold. I could have sworn I heard the sound of a single pair of hands clapping and a deep booming 'Bravo!' Eros?
"Damn Dylan, that was the best ever!" The room faded back in. "I almost passed out. Good thing I didn't 'cause I gotta pee." So did I, we headed to the bathroom, I noticed the time 6:30. We relieved ourselves, hand in hand. We had enough time to take a quick shower and have a snack at the bar before the Symphony. I hung our Suits in the bathroom so they could get some steam. We started washing each other.
"Dad? Was that Eros clapping for us?"
"If you heard it too, I think it must have been. I also think your blessings are kicking in. Because that was the best fuck of my life. Even better than Caesar... Ben." Axel just blushed and laughed. We dried and dressed in our finest. The custom tailored dark gray suit and vest, white shirt and black tie made him look hotter than the fucken sun. He was going to turn heads. I was really glad we spent so much time last Tuesday shopping. I styled his hair, I was going to need to get him a haircut soon.
As we walked into the bar every eye in the place turned to him. I held my breath, not sure how he'd react. He nodded at a few people took my hand and proudly followed the hostess to our table. She asked for our drink order, after gushing over Axel, he ate it up. I glanced at the drink menu.
"I'll have a Velvet Warhol, and for him, do you have Sparkling Cider?"
"Of course."
"He'll have that. We're in a bit of a rush, we're just getting a snack before the Symphony, can we get the Charcuterie board?"
"No problem, you're going to love the concert, my little brother's the First Chair Violin. I'll tell the bar and kitchen to put a rush on it, enjoy!"
"She's nice." Axel was still blushing. Within two minutes our drinks arrived. A minute later our snack. Axel took a sip of his Cider.
"I think I like this more than Coke! But not as much as real Champagne." He loved the cured meats, cheeses and jams. We finished up and the check came, an even $60. I put $160 in the folder. On the way out I slipped the hostess another hundred and thanked her.
We walked to the Concert Hall hand in hand. It was pretty much just across the street. We found our seats just as the house lights began to dim. Bas was right, best seats in the house. Front row, first balcony center seats. I know most people think First Row Orchestra are the best seats, I've never understood that, you can't actually see anything.
The first two movements were incredible! Last time I attended The Ninth, it was the Philadelphia Orchestra, one of the top five Orchestras in the nation, these kids were every bit as good. Intermission started, we stayed in our seats.
"So, what do you think so far?" He had tears in his eyes.
"If a week and a half ago someone woulda told me I'd be sitting in a concert hall, wearing a fifteen hundred dollar custom tailored suit, listening to my favorite piece of music, next to the Man I love more than life itself. I would have told them they were crazy." I wrapped my arm around him and squeezed him tight, saying I felt the same.
Ushers came around collecting donations. I had looked at the program, five grand would put me into 'The Conductor's Circle', so I gave ten, we were invited to the reception after the concert. The woman sitting next to us piped up...
"Thank you for your generosity it means the world. My Son's the First Chair Violin." Axel and I both caught a case of the giggles.
"He's quite good, sorry didn't mean to laugh, but we met your Daughter right before we came here, She's quite good at her job as well." It was her turn to giggle.
"She is. Kelly is an amazing daughter, and big Sister. She's working double shifts to help get Felix his own Violin, his is on loan from the Symphony." I introduced myself and my Son, her name was Nancy. I did a little probing, she was a widow, on a shoestring budget they were still thousands short of getting him his violin, he was the only one that didn't own his instrument. They could have just gotten him an inexpensive student model, but the loaner had a much better sound. I gave her my sympathies, but gave no clue as to the plan forming in my head. Axel had figured it out and gave my hand a squeeze of approval.
The stage filled again. The third movement was just as amazing as the first two, I looked at the program again, I noticed the Conductor's name, Finn Hardy, no fucken way. Seriously? First Bas now Finn? He played Mason, my best friend! WTF did the entire cast move to Pittsburgh?
Finally the forth movement started, the 'Ode to Joy'. I was shocked at just how good the Double Bass Cellos were, actually they weren't good they were perfect! When the Baritone started singing in German my jaw hit the floor. Nancy leaned over and whispered.
"He's thirteen!"
Wow. When the entire chorus began to sing the German words for 'Joy, beautiful spark of Divinity, Daughter of Elysium, We enter, drunk with fire, Heavenly one, thy sanctuary!' The part of the piece that everyone in the world knows, I actually got hard, I could tell Axel did too. Fifteen minutes later it was over. The standing ovation went on for over five minutes.
Nancy led us backstage, where someone shoved a glass of champagne into my hand. Felix ran to his Mom with tears of joy and pride in his eyes, still clutching his loaned violin. She introduced us, Axel gushed.
"You were amazing! I love the violin, I took lessons, but I sucked. You, wow!" Felix couldn't take his eyes off my Little Phoenix and I noticed a good sized tent forming in the twelve year olds slacks. I changed the subject a bit.
"Felix, can you do something for me? Can you play Vivaldi's Four Seasons, Presto Storm?" Something any First Chair should know by heart. He lit up.
"You're the guy from 'The Early Years' and 'Rangers'... Sure!" He played for about a minute and I held up my hand, he stopped. Yep he did deserve the Violin his teacher wanted for him.
"Felix, here's my card. Tomorrow afternoon, have your Mom take you to the shop and get your violin, have the shop call me and I'll pay for it. You deserve it."
The looks of shock on his and his Mother's faces were priceless, Nancy tried to say no, but I was not taking no for an answer. They both hugged me. When they finally let me go I was grabbed and pulled into another hug.
"Dilz!! Sebastian told me you'd be coming, but I didn't think you'd be joining The Conductor's Circle! Thank You!" Nancy started celebrating with the other parents.
"No problem, your kids deserve it, they were every bit as good as the Philadelphia Orchestra! Wait... You and Bas are in contact! You two hated each other!"
"Not any more, we make very close contact every night, he's my husband!" He laughed at my shock. I felt Axel's hand slip from mine, I glanced at him, he was being pulled away by Felix, and was looking to me for approval. I gave him a wink, he smiled and slipped off, probably to a dressing room. Finn continued as Bas joined him, wrapping his arm around him...
"We ended up at the same highschool, he got to experience bullying first hand. Nobody wanted to be friends with a 'Has Been'. I was the only one willing to be his friend, he was the only one willing to be my friend. By Junior year we realized we were in love." They kissed. We shot the shit and got caught up for a few minutes. Axel joined me, he was bright red. I fixed is hair. Finn and Sebastian laughed.
"Looks like someone just met the First Chair Violinist! Ha!" Sebastian ruffled then fixed Axel's hair.
--- In the dressing room, about ten minutes before... I'll let Axel tell you what happened.
Felix pulled me into a dressing room and started kissing me. I was shocked, but I really liked it, I had never kissed another boy. I felt kinda guilty but Dad did give me the ok, so I just enjoyed it and kissed him back. He went for my belt.
"My ass is off limits, but my mouth isn't." My ass was for Dad, and him alone, but I wasn't gonna come out and say that part.
"That's ok, all I need is your cock in my mouth!" Oh! Ok, I leaned against the makeup counter, he got on his knees and undid his pants. He started blowing me. He was pretty damn good at it, nowhere near as good as Dad, or Ben. He started jerking himself.
"Dude! Felix stop that! I wanna take care of you once you get me off!" He stopped, and let my cocklet out of his mouth.
"Really?! All the boys let me blow them but none of them will return the favor." He started sucking in earnest this time.
"Ass holes! Ya really, I like sucken cock just as much as it seems you do." I could feel his smile. I wasn't gonna last much longer, I laid it on thick, wanting him to feel really good.
"Oh fuck Felix! That's so good! I'm gonna cum! Fuck I'm gonna cum! Ah! Ahh! Ahhhh! Mgghhhhff!! Fuck Felix! That was gooood!" He stood up beaming.
I dropped to my knees and took his four inches into my mouth. I saw the wispies above his dickie. Oh goodie! Boy Cum! I turned on every trick I had, and some that I didn't know I had. I loved sucking boy cock and really wanted to make it last but, I knew that wasn't gonna happen, this was his first time, and he was really turned on from blowing me.
I decided to make his first blowjob the best one he'd have for years to come. I dialed it back a bit, I did want him to get a better one, someday. About two minutes later his thin watery cum exploded into my mouth, wow! It was so sweet so delicious! Dad's was better, but Felix's was sooo sweet, like candy. He whimpered and moaned as he came, it was really cute.
"Fuck Axel. Now I know why everybody keeps coming back to me. That was a million times better than I imagined! Thank you! Thank you sooo much!" I had saved back some of his cum. I stood, looked him in the eye and went in for a kiss, he wrapped his arms around me and shoved his tongue back in my mouth, when he realized he was tasting his own cum he started trembling with excitement. After a minute or so I broke the kiss.
He couldn't believe I fed him his own cum, he said the whole encounter was hotter than any fantasy he'd had in his life. I beamed with pride. We kissed again, but only for a few seconds, we exchanged phone numbers then went back to the party.
I knew we'd call and text each other, but I also somehow knew we'd never repeat that performance.
---
"Dylan, all the kids have seen our... Your show, they all love it. Last week we even had a screening of 'Rangers' in the Hall for them. It would mean the world if you said a few words to them."
"Our show! I wasn't alone. Sure... But it's been years since I've talked to a crowd." Finn blushed then got up on a lighting case.
"Everyone! Please can I have your attention. I've asked the newest member of The Conductor's Circle to say a few words... Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls! I give you Mister Dylan Martin!" The applause and cheers were almost deafening. I climbed onto the case.
"I have to say, the Ninth is my favorite piece of music of all time. I have seen it preformed by Orchestras, Philharmonics, and Symphonies all over the Country. Tonight I witnessed one of the best performances I have ever seen. Though I have no right to be, I am extremely proud of every single one of you. Thank you." They cheered and jumped up and down and hugged each other. Then all hell broke loose as a massive stack of gourmet pizzas were delivered.
For the next hour or so I signed autographs and took selfies. I had my share of pizza, and champagne. I couldn't remember the last time I signed an autograph, I actually had a blast. Axel became quite popular as well (No, he didn't go to the dressing rooms again). At one point Sebastian pulled me aside.
"Dylan... I've been waiting for years to say this to you. I'm so fucking sorry for the way I treated you. I think in large part it was jealousy. Your talent, your charm, your Dad..." I hugged him.
"It's ok, we're family, we forgive. We were dumb kids. I will keep in touch this time." He nodded wiped his eyes and went for another slice. As the party wound down Felix and Nancy found Axel and I.
"You're really serious about getting him the violin, aren't you?"
"I am, and I will not take no for an answer, like I said have the shop call me and I'll take care of everything. And if he needs additional scholarships for school, camps, Juilliard, whatever, I have a fund for that, and he most definitely qualifies." They both hugged me, in tears. Felix broke off and kissed Axel, passionately. Nancy giggled. And whispered to me.
"Felix is gay, very gay. He's blowing every boy in the Symphony and has started in on the Choir. But I think he finally got his first blowjob. And I think your son may have given him the confidence to actually grow a pair!" We shared a laugh.
"Thank you Axel. From the bottom of my heart. I doubt we'll ever actually see each other again, but we'll keep in touch. Oh, you said you love the violin, have you found 'Andromeda 5' on YouTube yet?"
"You're welcome, I enjoyed it just as much as you. And I expect to hear from you! Who's 'Andromeda 5'?"
"Nobody knows! He's a boy about your age, the best string player alive! Through really good editing he plays as a string quartet, a drummer, and he sings! You gotta check him out, he's only posted two songs so far, but they're mind blowing!"
"Cool! I'll check it out when we get back to our room!" They had one more quick kiss and we parted. I said good night to Finn and Sebastian. Axel & I headed back to the hotel, hand in hand.
"Dad... I have to tell you what I did with Felix." There was guilt in his voice. A clearing of the air was needed. I probably should have had this talk with him earlier, but I hadn't thought of it.
"You don't have to. When I winked at you I had a pretty good idea what was about to happen. You're a horny little boy, I know that. And I know that I can't keep up with you. You having sex with other horny little boys is totally natural. You don't have to tell me, though I'd love to hear every juicy detail... If you were to have sex with another Man without telling me first, that would hurt. Another Boy? Don't give it a second thought."
"Ok, thanks... Wait you said 'without telling you first', not 'asking you first', I'm confused?"
"Axel you are my lover, not my slave. If you decided to leave me for Sebastian tomorrow morning I wouldn't stop you, I'd cry for weeks, but I'd respect you more if you told me ahead of time."
"Bas? Eew! Never! Hehe! I think I get it though... Dad, no man will ever take me from you... Ok So..." He went on to describe the twelve and a half minutes in the dressing room with Felix.
"I agree with his Mom. I think you may have taught him to grow a pair! Axel I'm so fucking proud of you!" When we entered our suite Axel froze.
"Holy shit Dad! This suite is amazing! Sorry, when we first got here all I could think about was sex... This place is incredible! You're trying to get me use to having money, aren't you... How much is this place a night?" I called room service for a bottle of whiskey, a 30 year old Canadian Single barrel.
"Well it's off season, and it's Pittsburgh so this room was only $850 for the night... Yes, I am trying to get you used to having money, without spoiling you... I had planned on taking you to Morton's Steak House tonight. But I'm glad I didn't. We can go to a high end steak house anywhere. But the memories we made tonight, will last forever!"
"Ya. Your little speech is something I'll remember for the rest of my life, and that thing with Felix in the dressing room!! Dad, I know it's not my money, but when you donated to the Symphony, it felt really good, and when you told Felix and his Mom you were going to pay for his Violin I thought my heart was gonna pop."
"It is sort of your money. You are my heir. That's the other thing I want to teach you. Generosity, giving to a good cause feels good, giving to a person in need, feels even better." He hugged me tight. Room service arrived, luckily Axel still had his clothes on. The waiter brought in the bottle, two crystal rocks glasses with the hotel logo, ours to keep, as well as a bucket of large completely clear ice cubes. I tipped him and he left. We stripped and I poured a round. Axel took a sip.
"Ohh! That's nice."
"Of course it's nice, it's Canadian, despite the language barrier, they are a very nice people. Speaking of getting you use to having money, this is a $600 bottle of whiskey. You've had more expensive back home, but I didn't mention it." We sat on the sofa sipping our whiskey when all of a sudden he jumped up and ran to his backpack and grabbed his iPad.
"Felix told me about a YouTube Channel I need to check out." He cuddled back up, connected his iPad to the TV and found what he was looking for. The screen was filled by a gorgeous ten year old boy in prosthetic makeup making him look like an alien. He started playing a fourteen string violin, no, a Viola d'amore! Seven playable strings, and seven sympathetic strings running under the fingerboard. One of the most difficult instruments to play, and this kid was playing it perfectly. It was 'Bachelorette' by Björk! One of my favorite songs. The camera pulled back showing the rest of the group. Two violinists a cellist and a drummer. All the same kid in different makeup, the compositing was superb. The violist started singing.
"I'm a fountain of blood In the shape of a boy"
It was beyond amazing. Powerful and moving. Axel was hard, and I don't think it was the hotness of the boy, it was the music. The song ended and the next one started. A title screen came up. 'Cover of Absolute Beginners by David Bowie. Dedicated to the Man who saved us.
"I've nothing much to offer
There's nothing much to take
I'm an absolute beginner
And I'm absolutely sane
As long as we're together
The rest can go to hell
I absolutely love you
But we're absolute beginners
With eyes completely open
But nervous all the same..." I wasn't crying, neither was Axel. Never in my life had I been so moved by a song. Axel looked up at me with tears running down his cheeks.
"Dad... That's our song... I absolutely love you."
"It is. I absolutely love you too, my Little Phoenix." He kissed me on the lips.
"The boy... He's like me. He was broken and alone, he lived on the streets. Then found a Man that made him whole." He kissed me again, the passion was not sexual, it was pure and innocent and absolute. I picked him up, carried him to bed and slipped his Goodnites on. We cuddled and fell asleep.
I awoke before him once again. My eyes breathed in his pure beauty for a few moments before I got a warm washcloth gently tore open his Goodnites, cleaned him, then took his boyhood into my mouth. I worked his limp noodle.
"Oh Dad... thank you..."
He started getting hard, I was in no rush that morning. I took my time, every few minutes I'd switch to his balls or taint. He cooed and moaned in pleasure, after about a half hour I decided it was time to start the day. I spent five more minutes bring him to his bliss. Once again I was rewarded with the cutest little 'Eeep!'.
"Thank you Dad. That was amazing. I absolutely love you."
"I absolutely love you too. Now, shower? Breakfast?"
"Yes please." He got on his knees and gave me a nice slow blowjob then we washed each other. Once dressed we headed down for breakfast. Kelly grabbed and hugged us both. I was a little surprised she was working breakfast, since she worked dinner last night.
"Thank you Dylan! Mom told me you are buying Felix his violin! Now I don't have to work double shifts anymore! Thank you Axel! Felix told me what you did for him! I think he's finally gonna grow a pair." She kissed both of us on the cheeks. Axel blushed a deep shade of red and grinned.
"Kelly, here's my card. I assume you're in college? If you need any financial help, I have a scholarship fund. Email me with how much you'll need per semester."
"Really? I was in nursing school, but dropped out to get more hours, so I could help get the violin. But now I can go back, and I really could use some help. Thank you!" She hugged me again and showed us to a table and handed us our menus.
"I didn't know you had a scholarship fund, that's really cool!"
"I didn't, until last night, hehe. I'll set it up this week." Axel giggled. A waiter took our order, Pancakes and Bacon. Axel wanted to try espresso, he loved it. We ate and went back to the suite and packed up. After giving Axel his 'Treatment', I called the Bell Hop and we checked out. Sebastian came to say good bye.
"It was great to see you, and congrats again on finding your son, I'm sure you will be to him what your dad was to you. I know his backstory is just as fake as yours, but that's fine. I don't need to know." He hugged me, I hugged him back.
"It was great seeing you and Finn as well. We're figuring out where were gonna live, but once we get settled you two will have to come out for at least a long weekend. The backstories are for the best, for his safety." He nodded and we parted ways. The valet had already brought the car around and the Bell Hop had loaded it. I tipped them both and we headed to the Andy Warhol Museum.
I've never been a fan of Warhol, or 'pop art' in general, turned out Axel wasn't either. We didn't stay too long, but we did have fun making fun of the 'art', so it was worth it. We headed to the Carnegie Science Center where we had and absolute blast. After a very late lunch of Smash burgers we hit the road for the two hour drive to Cleveland. Axel busied himself on his iPad.
"Dad? Other than the Rock & Roll Hall of fame I don't see much in Cleveland, but Chicago! There's so much to do! Can we stay a few days?"
"Absolutely! It's about five and a half hours from Cleveland to Chicago, but it's an hour earlier there. If we hit the Hall of fame when they open we could be on the road by 1:00 pm and be in Chicago by 5:30 ish Wednesday, we'll stay till Monday. How's that sound?"
To be continued...
My other stories;
Jia & the 4th Age (finished)
What's Your Name Anyways? (a very short story)