Date: Sun, 15 Sep 2019 18:05:46 +0200 (CEST)
From: Mad Mouse <mad.mouse@mailfence.com>
Subject: Dylan - Chapter 25

THANK YOU FOR YOUR FEEDBACK!! With chapter 23, I posed the question, are
you still enjoying my story or is it time to wrap it up. I have had over 60
emails and every single one said "keep it going." Also, I got some great
ideas!! So, happily, the adventures of Dylan and company will continue.

Also, I have written the first chapter of a new series that follows the
career of Randy's agent/manager Markus Rich. This one will be centred in
Hollwood and not a Disney park. It will be available to read soon.

Chapter 25 of Dylan is about half done and I expect it to be available
shortly.

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had a young lad with my pals.

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Dylan - Walt Disney World 2015 - Chapter 25

"That was Ali on the phone, she needs me to come to the studio right
away. She said something is happening. Can you guys move us to the new room
so I can head over and see what is going on?" I asked.

"I am not staying here!" Aaron said as he was rubbing his wrists where the
duct tape had been.

"Don't you think you need to take it easy to recover from what just
happened? Tommy and Rob will take care of you until I get back," I said.

Aaron launched himself at me and wrapped his arms around me and said, "I
don't want to be here, I want to stay with you."

Ryan tried to offer to play with him or take him to the pool but Aaron was
resolute.

"OK buddy, go get some clothes on, I need to get to the studio right away,"
I said giving in to the boy.

"You need to come to my room with me, I am scared to go in there," Aaron
insisted.

I was getting annoyed, but hid it as the poor kid has been through enough
already. I really needed to deal with his trauma, the room change and talk
to Tommy about the camera and laptop computer, but Ali had made it sound
urgent that I get there right away.

I followed Aaron into his room, turned on the light and realized that this
is where Alexi and his minion bound and gagged him. The roll of tape that
was used on Aaron was still on the bed, along with a large and scary
knife. I did not touch anything as it was a crime scene but I distracted
Aaron so he would not see it again.

I just realized that the police did not really do any sort of investigation
at all, which seemed odd and disturbing. Perhaps their plan was to come
back once they dealt with Alexi and Grigori at the hospital, but I was
disturbed by how they were handling it. Without careful attention to
detail, those creeps could end up being acquitted of the charges they were
going to face.

"Walt, can you come in here?" Aaron called me into the bathroom.

He had not gotten dressed yet and was standing, still clad only in his
white Fruit of the Looms, and was looking at the bruises on his face, wrist
and the entire right side of his body.

Aaron reach down to his underwear, pulled out the band to look inside and
touched his scrotum with the other hand.

"My balls are starting to really hurt," he said as he winced, even gingerly
touching the little orbs. "And will these marks all over my body go away?"
he asked.

"I am so sorry this happened to you buddy. Yea, they will go away in a few
days. We will grab some Tylenol in the store downstairs for you to help
with the pain," I said as I gently rubbed his back.

His one hand was still in his underwear and it appeared he was
unconsciously stroking his penis as he was talking to me after having
examined bis bruised boy balls.

"Did they do anything else to you before I came back?" I asked.

"The Alexi guy asked me if you or anybody here touched my privates," Aaron
said. "I told him 'no' cause I know that we would get in trouble if I said
yes," Aaron said.

There it was again, a kid having to lie about consensual sexual activity to
cover for me. It made me feel terrible and all I could do was say a quiet,
"Thank you, Aaron," as I looked away from him in shame.

"Then he pulled off my underwear and started to look really close at my
penis, balls and bum. He said that he wanted to see for himself," he said
as he suddenly realized he was masturbating himself. Removing his hand from
his briefs left a cute little tent.

"He was really rough with me and hurt me at first as he spread by bum and
grabbed my balls to look at them closely. But then he started to rub me
like he was enjoying it. I didn't want to, but I got a boner. I didn't like
what he was doing, but my penis got really hard. He laughed and called me a
fag for getting a stiffy when a guy was rubbing me," Aaron said.

"I started to cry and asked him to stop. The other guy said something in
another language and then pushed Alexi's hand away from my penis. He looked
like he was not happy about what Alexi was doing to me," Aaron said.

I decided that we had to call the police for sure and make sure this new
information got properly reported and investigated. I did not have time
now, but when we get back from the studio, I needed Tommy involved to make
sure this bastard gets whet he deserves!

"Anything else happen?" I asked, afraid of what else Aaron would reveal.

"Alexi had a little camera and took naked pictures of me. My front, my bum,
up close on my penis, my face, my body. He rubbed my penis again to get me
hard and he took more pictures. He finally stopped when he heard the front
door open. He quickly pulled up my underwear and the other guy dragged me
to the door when I saw you. When he pulled up my underwear, he did it so
hard it crushed my balls and it really hurt and it is getting worse
now. Are they bruised?" Aaron asked as he pulled down his briefs to show
me.  I bent down, lifted his half hard little boy penis to see, the scrotum
looked OK but I assume any bruising would be to the testicle itself.

He got hard in my hand immediately, "Mm mm, I like it when you do that,
because you are gentle and I want you to. I didn't want that man to touch
me there and he was so rough with my balls," Aaron said. I released his
penis and gently pulled his briefs back up and gave his cotton covered
little package a loving pat.

"That other guy really hurt my arm too when he dragged me to the door,"
Aaron said.

My eyes were teary as he told the story. This poor kid has had a really
hard life and it seems to keep getting worse. I felt so bad for him and I
just wanted to hold him and comfort him for a couple of minutes. I reached
down and picked him up in my arms like a baby, sat on the bed and rocked
him.

"Aaron, it breaks my heart that such a sweet little boy has had so many bad
things happen to him. I promise you that I am going to make sure that
things get better starting today. You deserve to be loved, protected and
cared for and I am going to make sure that happens," I said as I rocked
this precious child in my arms while I quietly wept, overwrought with
emotion.

Aaron had tears in his eyes as he listened to me. He turned his small head
and buried it into my chest as I ran my fingers through his hair and
continued rocking.

Tommy walked in and said quietly, "I heard everything. I have already
called the Sheriff. They are coming back to take statements and gather
evidence and document everything. They have asked we leave everything as is
and not move our stuff until they clear the scene."

"Thank goodness, I was wondering what was happening. They just left and
without investigating, those scum bags would be acquitted for lack of
evidence," I said.

"No, I think they had it under control. There is another deputy at the door
guarding the room to preserve the scene. I talked to him after I called my
contact at headquarters," Tommy said.

Aaron wanted me to put him down now. He got on his feet, smiled at me and
kissed my cheek.

"Thank you, Walt. You saved my life today and I am so happy about what you
just said to me," Aaron whispered and then straightened up, rubbed his sore
testicles again and started to get dressed.

"Hey Walt, can I talk to you for a second?" Tommy asked.

I got up and walked to Tommy just on the other side of the doorway so that
I did not leave the room and freak Aaron out.

He pulled the little camera out of his pocket and asked, "I guess we want
the police to see the pics of Aaron, but we need to delete the other
pictures on here, right?"

"Have you seen them? Are they problematic for me?" I asked.

"I would say so," Tommy replied as he showed me one of me masturbating
Dylan on the Friendship.

"Leave it to me, I have a program on my computer to delete all traces of
files. I will take the card and permanently delete all the bad pics. I will
also renumber the ones that came after so nobody notices any gaps," Tommy
offered.

"You are amazing. Can we do that to my computer too?" I asked.

Tommy looked a little sheepish and said, "We could, but I panicked and
reformatted the hard drive. Everything is gone," he said. The look on my
face must have told him that I was not pleased. "The good news is that
Windows is reinstalling now!" he said cheerfully.

"Ok. Well. Um. I guess you had no choice ... so thank you," I responded,
careful to not make Tommy think I was not grateful. He reacted quickly and
saved my hide so I would simply have to suck it up and get to work
restoring everything tonight.

"I'm ready Walt, lets go see Dylan and Randy!" Aaron said as cheerfully as
if nothing had happened. As the boy walked ahead, I could tell he was not
comfortable, walking bow legged. What a trooper. Fortunately, the medics
pronounced him fit and just bruised, but I could tell he was going to be
pretty uncomfortable as the day wears on.

"I have everything under control here. Ryan and Rob are checking out the
other suite. You guys get going and come back with some good news," Tommy
said.

I was assuming that Ali's call was bad news, but I instantly cheered up
realizing that it is just as likely that it is good news and Randy is doing
well or even already got the part.

Aaron and I headed down to the car and made it to the security gate at the
studio in a matter of minutes. We passed through, parked and entered the
reception area.

There was a young man at the desk who looked up, smiled and said, "You must
be Randy and Dylan's dad. Go on into the studio. Go through both sets of
doors and turn right and walk down the hall into the light."

We entered the studio and as we opened the second set of doors, we heard
what sounded like live music playing. It sounded like a small band and I
heard a man singing "The Bare Necessities" ... a voice I recognized but
couldn't quite place. As we walked down the darkened hall, I heard Randy's
voice singing in response as I rounded the corner and saw a few musicians
on a piano, bass guitar, a sax, a small set of drums and a trombone.

There was a gaggle of people gathered around and as I got closer, I
realized that they were watching Randy, Dylan and Roger Reinhardt
performing together. I knew I had recognized the adult voice; Reinhardt is
a legend on Broadway and in film musicals. He was dancing around with the
two boys as they sung their hearts out. Dylan was now singing with Randy as
they bopped around the studio floor. Reinhardt got on his knees and the
boys stood on either side as the three of them sang the closing lines of
the song together.

Look for the bare necessities The simple bare necessities Forget about your
worries and your strife I mean the bare necessities That's why a bear can
rest at ease With just the bare necessities of life With just the bare
necessities of life

All three ended with there hands extended as if to doff their caps to
punctuate the song in the finest vaudeville traditional.

The crowd erupted and all three hugged and high fived. The gaggle of 50ish
people said, MORE!  The three consulted and then Reinhardt called over to
the studio band and said, 'You Got a Friend in Me'. The sax player put down
his instrument and picked up a clarinet and the familiar opening bars of
the famous theme to Toy Story started up. The three sang it 'almost'
perfectly, as the boys did not know the words as well as the previous song,
but Reinhardt helped and it almost seemed to be part of the act.

I spotted Ali and went over to stand with her. She saw me and had the
biggest smile I'd ever seen and had happy tears streaming down her face.

"What is going on," I asked.

"Just listen and I will explain after! Aren't they amazing?" she said and
we both just stood there and watched and enjoyed.

"I can't see," Aaron said pulling my arm. I had almost forgotten he was
there. I hoisted him up onto my shoulders and heard him wince as his sore
balls struck the back of my neck, but fortunately, he quickly recovered.

The song ended and the applause rang out. The three performers bowed and a
loud buzzer sounded and the Assistant Director announced though a
megaphone. "Lunch is over, let's get back to work," and everyone scurried
around to their respective positions. Some folks, clearly parents of some
of the other actors, left the studio.

Randy saw me and came running. I put Aaron down on the floor and Randy
jumped into my arms and Dylan came in for a hug from Ali and Aaron.

"Boys, that was unbelievable!" I said.

"That is the best thing that has ever happened to me in my whole life,"
Dylan said as he beamed happiness.

"Can you guys teach me to sing like that?" Aaron asked.

"You got it Aaron!" Dylan said.

Just then Reinhardt walked over and shook my hand.

"You must be dad! These are two incredibly gifted performers," he said.

He tousled Randy's hair and said, alternating looks between both of them,
"If they don't hire you, they are nuts."

"Thank you, Mr. Reinhardt, this has been such an honor, hasn't it boys?"
Ali said.

Randy wanted down from his hug and both he and Dylan hugged Reinhardt and
said, "Thank you sir, that was so much fun. I hope we can do it again."

"Same here, I had a blast. Now if you excuse me, I am needed back in the
ADR suite. We will see you around, I am sure!" he smiled and headed out of
the studio followed by the band that had been packing up while the six of
us had been talking.

Markus was waving us over and the 1st AD walked up and escorted Randy and
Dylan to the set as we followed Randy's agent out of the studio and back
into the little room, we met in earlier that day. Aaron was quiet and in
awe of all he was experiencing.

"So, that was wonderful but how did that happen?" I asked.

"From what I understand, Mr. Reinhardt was asked to come over to hear Randy
sing the Lion King song he prepared for. As the crew cycled the scene, he
sat with Randy and worked with him and carefully listened to him
sing. Randy said that he should listen to Dylan too, who was in the studio
watching. He came over and sang for him as well. The buzzer sounded and the
AD announced lunch on her megaphone," Markus explained.

"Reinhardt asked if he could sing with them since it was lunch time. They
eagerly agreed, he came out to the waiting area and asked who was with
Randy. Ali and I came forward and he asked us to go into the studio and he
would be right back."

"He and the studio band came back in and they set up. The band started
playing "I just Can't Wait to be King" and the boys sang perfectly. The
crew and other actors started to gather and when they were done, they
applauded and asked for more. Reinhardt suggested Hakuna Matata and all
three sang. They ended up singing six or seven songs before lunch ended,"
Markus continued.

"It was unbelievable Walt. I wish you could have been here for the whole
performance."

"It was magical," Ali said.

"So, where do we stand on the audition," I asked.

"Now that is interesting. I was talking to the Casting Director as the
performance was taking place and he alluded that Randy was going to get the
role before they even started today. They just needed to confirm the
synergy between the other actors. With the musical performance, I think
that seals the deal, but nothing is final until I get the contract," Markus
explained.

"I don't think my heart can take it! The suspense is too much," Ali said.

"Looks like Dylan is having fun too," I noted.

"Right, that is another thing. They have asked him to read for a smaller
role on the show, but he thinks he is just helping and, in fact, they are
actually doing an impromptu first audition. He is a natural actor and they
love his look. I can tell you after the performance at lunch, I am pretty
sure I will have a new client!" Markus said.

Ali squealed with joy. Aaron was jumping around like he himself had won
something.

"OK, lets all calm down. I have been at auditions with Randy before where I
heard similar things, only to be disappointed later. Let's temper our
expectations and be calm," I said.

Everyone calmed but still looked super excited.

"I am going to step out and check in with Marisol at my office. I will see
you shortly," Markus said and left the room.

I was so excited and happy about this, but as Markus left, the events that
took place back at the resort returned to my memory.

Aaron and I filled Ali in and she was horrified. She grabbed Aaron and
hugged him and bawled her eyes out as they embraced.

"What have I done getting you involved in this crazy situation? Why does
life have to be so fucking unfair?" Ali said looked at Aaron and said,
"Sorry Aaron, I should have said darn."

"You can say fucking around me. I know fuck, shit, damn, cunt, ass, bitch
and lots of other words. My mom and her friends say them a lot," Aaron
said.

While wildly inappropriate, Ali laughed and said, "Good to know Aaron, but
lets you and I make a deal to not say any of those words again, OK?"

"Even Ass?" he asked. "That is a bad word and an animal," Aaron said.

"Well actually so is bitch. It is a bad word and the word for a female
dog," I said.

"Not helping Mr. Dictionary," Ali said as she shot me a glare.

"OK, so we can still use those words when used correctly to describe
animals. Deal?" Ali said.

"Hmm, what about damn. That is a bad word and beavers make them too. Oh,
and beaver, that means a lady's ..." Aaron said and I cut him off.

"Forget I said anything. Let's just agree to limit swearing," Ali said.

"I was having a hard time controlling my laughter at this conversation, but
gladly changed the subject."

"Ok, I am going back to the hotel. Aaron and I will take a cab back and
here are the keys to the rental so you and the boys can head back when this
is wrapped up," I suggested.

I arranged a cab with the receptionist as soon as we exchanged kisses and
hugs, the cab was there and we were off to the resort.

As Aaron and I sat in the back of the cab, Aaron moved over to sit right
beside me. He took my hand and placed it over his crotch.

"My balls really hurt, can you rub them?" Aaron asked. I looked at the
positioning of the drivers mirror and the position of the seat and realized
he was unable to see anything unless he turned his head.

I moved my hand to the waistband of his shorts and started to push in with
my hand and lightly rubbed his balls trough the fabric of his briefs. He
then whispered, "Skin please" and with that I moved my hand into his
underwear and took gentle hold of his little boy testicles and lightly
stroked them in my hand.

I was feeling incredibly guilty as my penis went rock hard and I felt my
heart race in excitement. Here I was being asked to give comfort to this
little boy that was essentially raped a few hours ago, and I was popping a
boner and getting horny.

Just as that thought was about to kill my libido, I felt Aaron's penis go
rock hard against my hand above where I was massaging his bruised boy
balls. I looked at Aaron and his eyes were closed and his mouth was
open. He lightly moaned, clearly enjoying this even more than I was.

He whispered to me, "Rub my dink please."

I looked up again at the driver's mirror to make sure he was not paying
attention and he was totally focused on the busy and winding roads.

"My balls are too sore, and rubbing my dink will make me feel good to
forget the pain," Aaron reasoned in a quiet whisper.

I moved my hand to grasp the hard-little nail and I was carefully
masturbating him so as to not jostle his testicles or create any telltale
movements that could tip off the driver.

I kept my eyes straight ahead and impassive as I manipulated the velvety
soft skin of Aaron's penis. I pushed back his foreskin and lightly teased
his glans which made him squirm a bit.

I enjoyed feeling every millimeter of his boyhood and took and played with
his foreskin as I replaced it over his head. The skin was impossibly soft
and warm and feeling it was causing me to leak precum into my briefs.

I continued to stroke him as we passed through the Resort gate at the Magic
Kingdom. I could see we only had a couple minutes left, and if sensing that
he whispered, "I am getting my tingles ... keep going."

His penis throbbed in my hand and I could feel his body shake and quiver as
his dry ejaculation overtook him. Unfortunately, he winced in pain as his
testicles flexed and got sucked into his body as they were rehearsing for
the real thing when they would release their contents to mix with his
seminal fluids to produce the fan favorite full liquid ejaculation. His
little dick pulsed four times as part of the "dry run" for the real
thing. He seemed to be purring and had a big smile on his face and his eyes
closed.

"You ok buddy?" I asked, withdrawing my hand as we approached the security
gate of the Contemporary.

"Yea, it was fun but my balls hurt when I finally had my ... you know,"
Aaron whispered.

"Sorry buddy, they are bruised and it will take a few days for them to
heal. You should take a warm bath to help heal them faster. Maybe even go
in the hot tub," I said.

"That's $12.25 sir," the driver said as he came to a full stop and the
doorman opened the door to let us out. I reached up and handed the driver
$15.00, and told him to keep the change. He thanked me and then winked at
me. That wink freaked me out. Was he just being nice or did he know what
had happened in his back seat? Good Lord, I was drawing conclusions from a
simple friendly gesture. There is no way he saw anything. Maybe he heard
something? I was being paranoid but made the conclusion that I have taken
too many risks on this trip and I needed to become much more discreet.

We took the elevator and went to the Presidential suite; Rob answered the
door and I asked him to watch Aaron while I went back to the other suite to
assess the situation. When I got there, the police were back and they were
taking pictures, measuring distances, taking evidence and putting them into
little bags. A man in a suit was sitting with Tommy and was taking notes in
a little back book.

Tommy called for me to come over and he introduced me to Detective Bhatia.

"I have known Derek every since I started with the Agency, he is a good guy
and is going to make sure those pricks go away for a long time," Tommy
said.

Det Bhatia asked Tommy to step away so he could talk to me privately. I
explained everything that I knew and saw. I also told him about my
discovery of the sexual abuse of Aaron and he wrote everything down in his
notebook.

"I saw nothing on the paramedic's report about sexual abuse. I am not sure
Aaron said anything about it. They checked out his genitals and noted the
bruising but they attributed it to when he was thrown," he said.

I explained what Aaron later recounted to me and Bhatia scribbled furiously
in his book.

"They took naked photos of him too," I said.

"Yes, I have the camera and the card in evidence. Tommy pointed that out,"
Bhatia said. Even though I knew Tommy took care of the other photos, that
still made my stomach lurch.

"What do you think will happen to Alexi and his associate?" I asked.

"Right now, Alexi is sedated as you did a real number on his manhood parts;
by the way unofficially "good job"; and his brother Grigori speaks no
English so we are waiting for an interpreter. I think between these charges
and the ones he is facing back home, he will not be seeing freedom for a
long time. In fact, he may not even be tried here as both he his brother
are fugitives from Russia. It seems the brothers Petrov had a thriving
child prostitution business back home and they really want them back. If it
was my decision, I would pay for the airline ticket to send them both back
as their system of justice is slightly more punitive than ours. Besides, it
would spare a lot of pain to the boys Aaron and ..." Bhatia paused as he
looked at his notes.

"Dylan," I helped him.

"Right, Dylan Butler, the step son," Bhatia said.

"Where is Aaron, I need to speak with him too," Bhatia asked.

"He is in our other room. He is pretty freaked out by everything, can I be
there for the interview?" I asked.

"I am sorry, no. But Tommy as his CPS advocate will be," he said.

"I will take you there and let you in," I offered.

We got up and Tommy, knowing what was next, joined us.  I used my key card
to open the door and as it opened, I heard foot steps and a door slam. As
we walked in, we witnessed Aaron and Ryan, both naked on the floor. Aaron
was sitting on Ryan's chest and had his arms pinned to the floor, a
position that Ryan could have flipped in a nanosecond if he had wanted
to. Both boys had erections but were clearly not having actual sex but just
wrestling. The scene made my heart beat, those boys were so damn cute I
wanted to join them.

I cleared my throat as they were positioned behind the couch and had not
seen or heard us enter the room.

"Aaron and Ryan, get your clothes on right away," Rob bellowed at them as
he was emerging from the small washroom to the right.

"Both boys looked confused at Rob's reaction. Ryan went to the washroom
were his dad previously had emerged from and closed the door. Aaron's
clothes were on the couch and he started to dress.

"I am sorry Detective, boys seem to have no shame," I said.

"Tell me about it. I have twin 9-year-old boys and sometimes I think I need
to staple the clothes on them to keep them dressed," he said and we both
laughed.

Tommy had a scowl on his face that was directly aimed at Rob as he
instinctively knew this was his doing.

"I am sorry, I don't know who you are," Bhatia said looking at Rob.

"Detective Bhatia, this is Captain Robert Masters. He is a friend but was
not in the room when the incident took place," Tommy said.

Bhatia turned to Aaron, who, like boys do, was struggling to put on his
t-shirt at the time.

"Aaron, I am Detective Bhatia, Tommy and I need to ask you some questions
about what happened. Can the three of us go somewhere private?" he asked
and looked at me.

"Oh yeah, Rob, Ryan and I will leave you guys alone, we have to pack up the
other room as soon as your colleagues are done," I said and the two of us
headed to the door, stopping only long enough to extract Ryan from the
washroom, now dressed in way-too-short shorts and a t-shirt that exposed
his midriff.

I looked at Ryan in shock and then looked at Rob and shook my head
disapprovingly. He just smiled and waggled his eyebrows.

As we approached the other suite, the officers and technicians were just
leaving and the Sergeant in charge gave me a list of the evidence they had
collected and asked me to sign it to acknowledge they were taking the items
into evidence. The camera and the SD card were on the list, but no
computer.

"We are releasing the scene back to you now, you can pack up your
stuff. Sorry for the mess," the officer said and he followed his team to
the elevators.

Rob, Ryan and I packed all the rooms up and had all the suitcases ready by
the door to move to the other room when Bhatia was done with Aaron.

"This sure hasn't been much of a vacation for you has it?" Rob said.

"No, not really. It has been life changing for my family and I and for the
boys. But you know what, I think that everything is going to work out and
perhaps through the trauma, good will come for my family and my new
family. And the bonus is that I have made some new friends as well!"

"New friends? Anybody I know?" Rob said.

"You are an incredible goof, you know that right," I said.

"That's Captain Goof to you mister," Rob said.

"By the way, what was going on in that room? I heard your feet scurrying
into the washroom and the door slam. Also, most people wear their t-shirts
with the graphics on the outside," I said pointing out that his shirt was
inside out.

"Joey ... Do you like movies about gladiators?" Rob asked.

"Shirley you can't be serious," I replied.

"I am serious, and stop calling me Shirley," Rob said.

Of course, an airline pilot would know the punch lines from Airplane.

"OK, I guess you aren't going to tell me, but Aaron will likely spill the
beans," I said.

As we waited, a Disney cleaning crew came wearing hazmat suits. They asked
if we minded if they started cleaning and we said we would be gone shortly.
The crew started to stream in, it seemed like dozens or people and they
came armed with bottle, rags, vacuums, mops and a carpet cleaning
machine. They all went to their tasks with the efficiently that only a
Disney cast can display.

Moments later there was a knock on the door and it was Tommy and Aaron. "OK
we are done, lets get moving."

We moved over all the luggage and supplies from the Vice-Presidential Suite
to the Presidential. Once complete, Aaron and Ryan declared they were
hungry and everyone agreed to head down to the Contempo Café for a late
lunch. Rob had to leave to have his meeting with the Sherriff and Judge, so
Tommy and I were now watching Ryan.

I texted Ali for an update and she responded that there had been no news or
breaks for her to get updates. She said she expected to be there until 5 or
6. I let her know that we had completed the room change, told her about the
police investigation, the interviews and that we were going for lunch.

We got in the elevator and Aaron was looking like he was not comfortable at
all. His hand went down his shorts again as he moaned ... and not the happy
kind of moan.

"Buddy, you will not be able to keep your hands in your pants. Your balls
are really bugging you, huh?" I asked.

Aaron removed his hand and nodded.

The doors opened and I told Tommy to grab a seat at the café while I go
to the Fantasia Market to grab some Tylenol or Advil. I was successful and
had bought a bottle of Children's Advil, ibuprofen in my opinion was better
addressing that sort of pain.

I made my way to the Contempo and got Aaron his medicine. They had ordered,
so I went and added my choice to the order - a hot turkey sandwich. As I
got back to the table, I noticed Aaron had his head on Ryan's shoulder as
they sat on the bench seat. He appeared to be napping. I sat in the seat
opposite the boys beside Tommy.

Tommy was engrossed with the Orlando Sentinel and I just watched the
boys. Ryan had one arm on the table and the other was draped down, it
appeared, on Aaron's lap. Then I saw it, Ryan was moving his hands and
Randy gave a very slight 'mmm' sound. I didn't want to duck down and look,
so I took my phone and discreetly held it under the table and pointed the
camera at the boys. I pulled it up and looked at the picture and sure
enough, Ryan's hand was down Aaron's shorts. I did not want to make a scene
or do anything to draw attention, so I just turned the phone around and
showed Ryan. He blushed and stopped.

Aaron, still with his eyes closed, quietly said, "Don't stop Ryan, it was
making them feel better." Ryan nudged Aaron, his eyes opened and I showed
Aaron the picture. Aaron looked at me in terror. I mouthed 'not here' and
he slumped on his seat and had a pout on his face.

I know this boy's testicles are hurting, but his preoccupation with getting
people to touch him and his constant need for sexual stimulation seemed a
little excessive even for a normal horny, pubescent boy. He was absolutely
using his bruised balls as an excuse. Frankly, not that Ryan would need
one. I am willing to bet that none of the boys would need a reason or to be
coerced to give a nice slow wank to his friend on demand and, it seems,
anywhere.

The food came and everyone dug in. Even Aaron cheered up as he scarfed down
his peperoni flat bread. We decided to hop on the monorail and pop over the
Magic Kingdom and get ice cream for dessert at the Plaza Ice Cream Shop on
Main Street. We all had Annual Passes, so it was easy and quick.

When we got there, Aaron was in awe. I just remembered that his first visit
was only yesterday and he had only been there a short time before we had to
leave to support Dylan when we got the bad news about his mom.

We wandered down Mainstreet taking in the sights and sounds of the park. We
were taking our time just enjoying the stroll. Ryan on my left and Aaron
holding my hand on the right. As we walked, we encountered one of the
Streetsmosphere characters, the Mayor of Mainstreet USA. He told the boys
that he urgently needed to form an Ad Hoc Committee and asked them both to
be members. The boys looked confused, knew it was just a joke, but agreed
and went along with it.

"OK, young citizen, you are the chairman," he said and handed Aaron a gavel
and a sash that said, Chairman and helped him put it on.

"And you, slightly older citizen, are the Sargent at Arms," he gave him a
sash with his title and a fancy hat.

"OK, committee, let's practice," he said and they went through a hilarious
mock vote. One of the other actors came along and she had a sash that said
'Committee Member.' The Mayor was not happy. The new character made a
motion to impeach the mayor for popcorn tax increases. The gag went back
and forth and a crowd gathered and roared with laughs.

They voted on impeachment and the Mayor was impeached. She nominated Aaron
and the vote was 3 to 1 in favor and he got elected. Aaron was beaming. The
cast took back the props and gave Aaron a Mayor of Mainstreet ribbon and
gave all three of us a Fast Pass.

"The was fun!" Aaron said. He was very proud of his ribbon. As we walked to
the ice cream shop, more cast members kept saying, "Good Afternoon, Your
Honor" and they gave a respectful head nod. We arrived at the Plaza Ice
Cream Parlor and the smell was intoxicating! We grabbed menus and lined up.

It was our turn to order and all three of us picked the Plaza Sundae. The
cast member at cash looked at Aaron and said, "Mr. Mayor, your money is no
good here."

"But I don't have any money," Aaron responded.

Randy said, "That means your ice cream is free."

"Oh, cool. I like being the mayor!" Aaron said. We all laughed and the cast
handed over our sundae's, Aaron with an American flag on the top.

We found seats outside at a small table and enjoyed our sundaes and were
very excited to see it was time for the 3:00 parade! We moved to the street
edge and had front row seats! Once again, Ryan was not really excited to
see the parade, but he changed his mind when he saw how incredibly excited
Aaron was to see it.

We sat on the curb while we waited for the parade to start and Aaron jumped
into my lap and Ryan sat close.

"Can we go to Tomorrow Land when the parade is over?" Ryan asked.

"Yes!" Aaron squealed!

"Sure buddy, what do you want to do there?" I asked Aaron.

"The best ride in Disney, Space Mountain and the most relaxing People
Mover," he responded.

"I want to go to the Buzz Lightyear game too," Aaron said.

"Space Ranger Spin," Ryan added.

"Yea and the Monsters show," Aaron said.

"The Monsters Inc Laugh Floor," Ryan again added.

"Wow, you know a lot about Disney World, Ryan!" Aaron said, in awe of his
older friend.

The parade started and Aaron could not stop pointing and giggling at the
character and rides. His reactions were more typical for a younger child
and I was starting to realize that Aaron really was a young
11-year-old. This seemed odd in light of the life he has led. Observing
12-year-old Ryan and comparing him to Aaron, there was quite a contrast.

"I want to get my picture with Mickey Mouse so I can give it to my mom,"
Aaron insisted, as he watched Mickey and Minnie on the final float.

"We can do that!" I assured him as we got up and started to move to
Tomorrow Land. Aaron again holding my hand and Ryan sticking close by my
side.

We walked though the main corridor of attractions and noted the wait time
on the Monsters and Toy Story rides and decided to head to the TTA People
Mover first as there was no wait. All three of us alighted the upward
moving sidewalk to the loading area. The cast member ushered us into the
moving blue cart. We sat and the door closed while the ride continued to
move.

Ryan was sitting on one side and Aaron and I on the other. There was nobody
else on our vehicle. I recalled a few days ago encountering Dylan and his
mother on this very ride.

Ryan had spread out and sat with one leg on the seat and the other on the
floor. I noticed that the way he sat, the leg of his shorts gaped open and
on full display was his flaccid penis and scrotum. Both boys were paying
attention to the passing scenery, while my eyes were observing the boy bits
on full private display.

Just then, we entered Space Mountain and all went dark.

"I love this ride," Aaron exclaimed as the giant model of the Walt Disney's
original Epcot came into view. I put my arm about the boy and gave him a
little side hug.

When we came out of Space Mountain into the light, I looked back at Ryan's
open pant leg and noticed that his previously flaccid penis was now rock
hard. Ryan seemed like he hadn't noticed and just sat in the same position,
watching the world go by.

"So, guys, I have a question. When I came to the new hotel room when the
two of you were naked on the floor, what was going on?" I asked.

"My dad was showing us how gladiators wrestled, which is naked by the way,
when he heard the door open, he raced to the washroom," Ryan said.

"Yea, then I whooped Ryan's but," Aaron reported.

"So just wrestling? Anything else?" I asked. Now that I said that out loud,
I realized I just sound jealous. Was I?  What Rob and Ryan do was their
business but Aaron was my responsibility.

"Yup, just wrestling. No dinky games. It was fun," Aaron said.

Ryan laughed at 'dinky games' while he reached into his shorts pant leg and
scratched his balls and looked right at me looking at his jewels. He smiled
at me and squeezed his penis to give me a little show.

"Look Walt, Ryan has a boner!" Aaron squealed pointing at the package. Ryan
looked at Aaron and gave his erection a couple more squeezes.

"OK boys, this is no place for 'dink games', there are cameras everywhere
and we will be at the end of the ride soon," I told them.

Both boys laughed at my use of 'dink games' and Ryan shook and squeezed one
more time before putting his leg down.

"Perhaps you need to fix yourself before we get out and everyone sees your
pup tent there," I said.

Ryan adjusted his penis up and under the band of his shorts to collapse the
tent.

We were almost at the end of the ride and my phone pinged. I looked at the
screen and saw the message from Ali and it said "Where are you?"

I responded, "In Tomorrow Land. Any news?"

Ali replied, "Meet me at the bottom of the stairs in front of the Magic
Kingdom at 4:45. OK?"

I agreed and said, "Will do. What is happening?"

Ali simply replied, "See you soon." I was concerned that not filling me in
was a bad sign or possibly a delay in a decision.

"OK boys, we have an hour before we meet up with Ali and the boys, what
shall we do next?" I asked.

"Monsters!" Aaron yelled.

"Sure, I'm good with whatever Aaron wants to do because this is his first
time here," Ryan said.

We headed to Monster's Inc. Laugh Floor and queued for the next show. While
we waited, I sent a text to Tommy, Ricky and Rob to invite them to meet us
at the castle at 4:30. Tommy and Rob confirmed and Ricky said he was at
work and would not be able to join us.

The doors opened and we grabbed seats in the theatre. The preshow was
running and Buddy Boil was yucking it up. Suddenly, I was on the screen and
the butt of Buddy's jokes as 'That Guy"!  Aaron was in stitches the whole
time and I reappeared through the show. It was a first for me and it was a
riot. The theatre has had several attractions over the years, many lament
the closure of The Time Keeper, which was a great show, but Monsters is
just special with the live interactive animated characters and audience
involvement.

Aaron declared this the best thing at Disney, but as both Ryan and I have
pointed out he has seen so little so far that he should keep his options
open.

We decided to try and get on Space Mountain before we had to meet everyone
and headed over to, what I think, is the best ride at Disney World. The
wait was a minimal 20 minutes and by the time we snaked our way through the
long walkway, we were being loaded in a space ship without having stopped
walking.

I was a bit worried because as Aaron was taking his seat in the first
place, he said he had never been on a coaster. This is an amazing ride, but
not a good first coaster!

"I wish we could sit beside each other so you could hold me down Walt,"
Aaron said.

"You will be O Aaron, you are totally safe in the ride," Ryan, who was in
the seat behind him, said, to reassure Aaron. I need to remember to tell
Rob what a great kid he has and how he has been like a big brother to Aaron
today.

The ride started and all was great until the first drop in the darkness
when Aaron screamed his head off. He sounded terrified and I felt terrible
that I had not worked up to this. I tried to call out to him that
everything was OK, but the noise of the coaster and his screams made it
impossible for me to be heard.

As the ride came to an end, I was preparing myself to comfort the terrified
child and as soon as the rocket stopped and the restraint was released, I
jumped up ready to hug the boy and calm him down. As I got out, Ryan and
Aaron also got out at the same time.

I approached Aaron and he turned, saw me and said, "That was the best thing
ever! Let's do it again!"

I was shocked, the screams coming from this kid sounded like he was being
eaten by zombies and, apparently, those were screams of pure joy.

Ryan joked that he had an ear ache from the noise.

"Boys, its's 4:30, let's head over to the castle and meet everyone else. I
want to warn you that it does not sound like it went well for Randy from
the way Ali texted, so please be supportive because he is going to be
disappointed," I said.

"I know he is going to win the audition, don't worry Walt," Aaron said.

"You don't really 'win' an audition Aaron, but I know what you mean and
hope you are right. Ali wouldn't tell me when we were texting and that is
unlike her," I said.

Ryan looked worried for his friends.

We walked to the castle in silence and approached from Fantasy Land through
the castle. Aaron held my hand as we made our way to the bottom of the
steps.

"Mickey!" Aaron squealed as he saw Mickey, several cast and a photographer
at the bottom of the steps. The cast were keeping fans at a distance behind
a rope that had been set up. As we approached, I saw that there was a
podium and a man in a suit was waiting there.

We arrived at the bottom of the steps and moved to one side so that our
party could spot us and we didn't get caught up in whatever was happening.

As we waited Rob and Tommy came strolling up and joined us.

"Where are Ali and the boys?" Tommy asked.

"Not sure, it is almost 4:50. I'll text her and check," I said.

I noticed that Aaron had moved closer to see Mickey, Ryan followed. They
stayed behind the line. Mickey noticed Aaron and then Ryan and waved them
over and gave them, and only them, high fives. That was odd, I thought and
as I was composing my text to Ali, I got one from her that said "Go to
Mickey."

I motioned Tommy and Rob to follow me and we approached Mickey on the guest
side of the rope. Mickey acknowledged me and shook my hand and guided our
party to the podium side of the rope where Mickey was.

A small crowd was gathering and before I could process what was happening,
the parade grand marshal car was moving towards us and in the back seats I
could see Dylan, Randy and Ali. The boys waving madly.

As the car pulled up behind us, I noticed the Disney Channel t-shirts that
both boys were wearing. I think I clued in as to what was happening and my
heart started racing. Two white gloved cast opened the door of the car and
helped Randy, Dylan and Ali out as Mickey stood by to hug each of them as
they emerged.

Randy and Dylan both spotted us at the same time and started to wave
excitedly at us. They took their position beside the podium joined by
Mickey and the man in the suit.

As I looked around, I noticed that there were a few more photographers
taking pictures and two TV camera operators with impressive camera rigs on
their shoulders focusing on the gathering from two angles.

"What is going on Walt?" Aaron asked me.

"Let's listen and find out," I replied as I put my hands on his shoulders
and pulled him into my body. Ali walked up behind me and was beaming. She
kissed my cheek and looped her arm through mine and stood patiently.

There were about 250 people gathered around now and the Disney announcer's
voice boomed over the sound system. "Ladies and Gentlemen, Boys and Girls,
join us at the castle steps for an exciting announcement by Mr. Gerald
Castro, President and Chief Creative Officer for Disney Channels World
Wide."

Just then, Markus arrived, out of breath, clutching his briefcase and
phone.

The man in the suit stood at the podium and began.

"I am very pleased to stand here today in the shadow of our iconic
Cinderella Castle and in the presence of our founder and inspiration,
Walter Elias Disney and his pal Mickey," Castro said while pointing out the
partner statues of Walt and Mickey holding hands behind the crowd. "to
introduce two of the newest members of our Disney Channel Family, Randy
Furman and Dylan Butler!"

The crowd cheered, Ali and I were crying with joy and Aaron and Ryan were
cheering and jumping around. I looked back at Rob and Tommy and they were
both teary as well.

Mr. Castro welcomed both boys up to the podium and they stood on either
side. Two cast members handed them wireless mics.

Randy spoke first, "Oh my gosh, I am so excited. Thank you, Mr. Castro, and
everyone at Disney for giving me this chance. I want to thank my parents
Walt and Ali who are the best parents in the world and helped me so much to
be here today. Thank you, mom and dad, I love you so much."

I was a mess; I gave a little wave and Ali blew her boy a kiss. We were
both blubbering like fools, but is was my proudest moment. It was Randy's
talent that got him there, but I felt this overwhelming sense of
satisfaction for the work that Ali and I have put in to help him achieve
his dream.

It was Dylan's turn to speak. "I am not sure what to say. Today has been a
total surprise to me. I was just going to an audition to support Randy and
next thing I know I have an agent, Hi Markus, and I was being cast in a
show. Thank you, Mr. Castro and Mr. Reinhardt, for helping me today and to
Mr. Reinhardt for singing with Randy and I... that was a lot of fun," Dylan
said and the crowd, that had swelled to 500, cheered. "This feels like a
dream and I wish my mom could be here, in person, to share it with me. You
see, she died yesterday and I miss her so much. I know she is with me now,
so thanks mom for bringing me here on vacation. Thanks for being with me
since I was a baby and most of all, thanks for helping me find Randy's dad,
Walt Furman," again the crowd cheered.

Dylan was starting to lose it and Randy hugged him for a moment. He
continued.

"I want to thank Walt and Ali Furman for being here for me, for being my
new mom and dad and for loving me. Walt and Ali, I love you too, I am so
blessed," he concluded.

Mr. Castro took the podium back and continued the announcement. "Randy and
Dylan will be starring in a new Disney Channel show entitled "Smart Alex"
that will be premiering January 2016 in Disney Channels worldwide," he
said. The crowd again cheered, Mickey clapped, high fived the boys and
Mr. Castro.

That was either a different show than what Randy was preparing for or they
changed the name. Didn't matter to me, my two boys were officially Disney
kids!

Castro continued, "Randy will be playing the genius boy Alex Jeffries and
Dylan his average middle schooler best friend Sam Scott. The show will
introduce many new young actors and include some well-known adult
performers in this hilarious half hour comedy."

"Oh, and there is one more thing, Randy and Dylan will be performing a new
original Christmas song as part of the line-up for the Disney Christmas Day
Parade on ABC."

"Before we wrap up this exciting announcement today, boys would you perform
a song for our guests?"

Over the sound system came the opening of the iconic song "When You Wish
Upon a Star", both boys raised their mics to their mouths as they faced
each other and sang like angels.

It seemed like the whole park stopped as their voices rang out from the
speakers. At least the speakers in the area of the castle anyway.

At this point, Rob and Tommy had their arms around us and Ryan and Aaron
stood in front as we listened and wept from happiness and the pure emotion
of that song.  Markus was busy filming the performance on his iPhone.

As the song ended and the crowd erupted in cheers and applause, Ali and I
went to the boys, I picked up Randy and hugged him and Ali got down on her
knees and hugged Dylan.

The Disney announcer boomed over the sound system, "Thank you for joining
us for this special Disney Channel Announcement and enjoy the rest of your
day at the Magic Kingdom."

Mickey motioned for the rest of our group to join us by the podium and
Aaron and Ryan were next to hug, high five and generally freak out with the
boys. Mickey again came to shake each adult hand and as he looked at me, I
asked "Is that you Rickey?" and Mickey gave me a thumbs up!

Mickey went to the boys and had some time with them. The photographers took
100's of pictures and the videographer documented the interactions.

I wandered over to Castro and stuck out my hand to shake his. He accepted
it and he leaned in and said," Those boys are going to be stars, you mark
my words Mr. Furman. Their voices are incredible and they are natural
actors. We are very excited about working with them for a long time to
come."

I thanked him profusely, but asked, "Is this usual to make an impromptu
announcement like this? Don't get me wrong, it was magical, but it seems
out of the ordinary."

"Mr. Furman, this entire day has been out of the ordinary. My day started
very normally back in my office in Glendale and my team insisted I come to
Orlando to meet my next Disney Channel Super Stars, so I hopped on a jet
and here I am. Also, the boys' agent told me about all the upheaval today
and over the past few days and we thought this would be a much better
memory for all of you to hold on to," Castro said.

He explained he had to leave right away so we shook hands again, he said
good bye to the boys and off he went leaving our little group back together
and wondering what was next.

Mickey, the cast, the ropes and podium had all disappeared and the park
returned to normal. A bunch of tweens hung around watching us with their
parents.

Markus joined us after grabbing Castro for a few minutes before he
left. "Mr. Castro is flying me back to Cali on the Disney Corporate jet, so
I have to head out. I will be talking to production tomorrow to nail down
scheduling and we should have the contracts within a few days for you to
sign," Markus said.

After saying good bye and getting hugs from both boys, Markus went to leave
and catch up with Castro.

"Mr. Markus," Aaron called him.

"And what can I do for you little buddy?" Markus asked.

"Can you help me be on a show too," Aaron.

"Can you act or sing?" Markus asked.

"I don't know," Aaron said.

"Tell you what. Talk to Walt and Ali about it and they can set something up
with your parents for us to meet for an audition."

"My momma is in jail and my daddy is dead," Aaron said looking down at the
ground.

I overhead he conversation and came over.

"Aaron, you and I can work it out. Let's talk about it tonight, OK?" I
said.

He brightened up and thanked me and shook Markus's hand and rejoined the
boys again.

Ricky walked up to the group and apologized for missing the excitement. He
winked at me as I knew he hadn't missed anything.

"I am off work now and I took the liberty to make reservations at the
Chrystal Palace for dinner. How does that sound?" Ricky asked.

We all cheered and headed off to enjoy a celebratory dinner. As we walked
the short distance to the restaurant, kids kept stopping Randy and Dylan
asking for their autographs. It was at that moment that I knew that our
lives were about to change forever, but for now I needed a buffet and a
Diet Coke.

- to be continued -