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A song and video by Savage Garden plays an important role in Chapter Three. You may want to watch the video here to better understand what Zack is doing when the subject comes up. When you watch the video, imagine an erotic ten year-old boy with long, black hair and blue eyes in the place of the beautiful and sexy Darren Hayes. The quoted lyrics were written by Darren Hayes and Daniel Jones.

The Boys Who Knew Too Much

by Apollo Moriarty

Chapter Three

“I’m ready!”

Zack stood before Josh, holding a grocery sack with some clothes and his Air Jordans, still wearing his tight, short cut-offs and his tight Pink Freud shirt, his dick and his titties still hard. Josh took a deep breath and shook his head as he stared at the ten-year-old before him.

“Damn, dude. You could give a dead man an boner.”

Zack giggled and said, “I gave you one.”

He pointed to the front of Josh’s leather pants and the young man grinned.

“I’ve had a bone since I was talking with your mother at Elaine’s.”

“Over me?”

“Over you, Dude.”

“Cool. So, lets go and do it!”

“Um, well, we’ll go down to my place and we’ll talk. I didn’t say anything about ‘doing it.’”

Zack looked shocked.

“But...”

Josh winked and said, “Let’s just talk and get to know each other and I can tell you what your mom and I discussed and then we’ll see what happens. Okay?”

Zack gave him a mischievous smile and said, “I’ll make sure something happens. I know how to turn guys on.”

Josh nodded and turned as he muttered, “Yeah. I’m sure you do.”

Out in the hall, Zack locked the apartment door as Josh pushed the down button at the elevator and asked, “So, Zacky Dude, where’d you learn to dance like that?”

“I taught myself,” Zack replied proudly.

“Well, you’re a natural. And you’re really sexy. Like I said, you could give a dead man a bone.”

Zack giggled again and as the elevator doors opened, he remained where he was as Josh entered and turned.

“Aren’t you coming?” the young man asked.

“Make me,” Zack said seductively as he licked his lips.

Josh raised his eyebrow and began to massage the rise in the front of his leather pants. He traced his finger down the long tube and over the outline of the head of his cock. Zack watched as if hypnotized. The elevator door started to close and the boy jumped forward. Josh looked down with a satisfied smile and said, “Two can play at that game and, believe me, I always win.”

As the elevator started down, Zack reached over and started to feel the rise in Josh’s pants, but the man batted his hand away.

“Not until we’ve talked,” he said. “If then. We have to see if you deserve it, first.”

Zack looked up with surprise and Josh simply smiled. The boy nodded and said, “I read your book, Josh. Or Christopher. Which is it?”

“Josh is my real name. Christopher is my pseudonym.”

Zack nodded as the elevator stopped on fourteen. The doors opened and Zack followed Josh out of the elevator. As Josh unlocked his door, Zack asked, “So, why do you write with a fake name?”

“Well, there are things about my life that some people might not understand,” Josh replied.

“But, in your book, you wrote that we shouldn’t care what people think.”

“Well,” Josh responded as he opened the door, “it’s not always that simple and you’ll realize in a few minutes what I mean.”

Zack followed him into the apartment and a smile grew on his face.

“I love your furniture. It’s all like angles and everything. It’s cool. It looks like something from one of my mom’s architecture magazines. Is that a 3-D chess board?”

“Yep. You play?”

“I want to. I can play normal chess. I’m really good.”

“Yeah? We will definitely have to play then. I hear you’re pretty smart.”

“I am,” Zack replied as he walked over to the window. “The view isn’t as good as mom’s, but your apartment is a lot cooler than hers.”

“Yeah, I might move upstairs someday. I wouldn’t mind living higher.”

He pointed to the couch and said, “Have a seat. You want anything to drink?”

“Sure,” Zack replied. “You got a beer?”

Josh grinned and said, “I was thinking along the lines of a Coke or a Gatorade.”

Zack grinned and shrugged. “Gatorade.”

Josh smiled and nodded as he walked into the kitchen, which was separated from the living room by a bar with stools. As he opened the refrigerator, he asked, “So, you made good grades?”

“What a lame question,” Zack answered. “Yeah. I made straight A’s.”

“Did you have any friends?”

Zack looked out the window and said, “No. I got friends online, though.”

Josh looked across the bar with surprise. “Your dad let you online at the age of nine?”

Zack nodded and said, “Yeah. He let me have one of his five screen names on AOL. I have lots of friends online.”

“I’ll bet you do,” Josh replied flatly.

He poured two glasses and then returned to the living room with them. Zack explained, “They’re all grown-ups. They like to talk sex with me.”

“Yeah, I bet they do,” Josh replied as he handed the glass to Zack. They both drank and Zack said, “I like talking sex online. That’s how I make friends. But I tried to do sex with some kids at school so they’d be friends with me, but it didn’t work. I thought that if it worked on AOL, it would work at school, but the guys just thought I was a pervert and told on me.”

Josh frowned sympathetically and said, “That must have been tough. You’re probably pretty lonely, aren’t you?”

Zack shrugged and said, “I think I’m really cool, but everyone thinks I’m a pervert. The school thinks so. They don’t understand. Maybe they should read your book. It made me understand everything.”

“Did it?” Josh replied with a smile.

Zack nodded and said, “It’s the best book I ever read. It was like you wrote it just for me. You were talking to me. You understand, Josh. You know what it’s like to like sex so much that you can’t live without it, that you have to have it or you’ll die. Dad understood. I understand and you understand. But, no one else does. I was different. I am different. Like the title: The Different. I just wanted the guys at school to like me and I figured if I could show ‘em how good sex feels, they’d understand and they’d like me. But, it didn’t work. They just hate me.”

“I know. It’s hard,” Josh responded. “I understand. I know what’s it like to need it that bad. It’s hard to deal with sometimes.”

“How do you deal with it?” Zack asked.

Josh inhaled and said, “Well, I deal with it by being a prostitute.”

Zack’s eyes grew wide as he looked at Josh. “What?”

Josh smiled and said, “When you’re like us, Zack, sometimes you do things that ordinary people don’t understand. I love sex so much and I have to have it so much that I became a prostitute. A very, very expensive prostitute. A very, very good prostitute. That’s how I can afford to live here. I’m the best and I get paid very well for being the best.”

Zack breathed, “You have sex for money? With men?”

Josh nodded and said, “And, I love it.”

“Wow. No wonder you look so hot all the time.”

Josh grinned and said, “You really think I’m hot?”

“Oh, yeah,” Zack replied fervently. “I beat off over you a million times last night and this morning. I loved your picture on the book when you were fifteen. You were so hot. I loved your long hair. I want to grow my hair long.”

“A lot of guys thought I was hot then. I made a lot of money back then.”

Zack’s eyes grew wide again. “You were a prostitute back then? When you were a teenager?”

Josh nodded and said, “I started when I was eleven.”

“Eleven?”

Josh nodded and said, “Let me tell you my story.”

He stood up and as he slowly unbuttoned his shirt, he said, “My stepmom’s younger brother started having sex with me when I was seven. He was a teenager then. Fifteen. He likes boys. A lot. Anyway, he’d kiss me and cuddle with me and I really loved it. He started by rubbing my dick one night when I was asleep! I really loved that.”

Zack grinned and said, “Dad used to rub my dick when I was three. I’ve always loved it.”

“Yeah. Well, Thad started babysitting me and we started having all kinds of sex. He’d lick me all over, suck my titties, lick my butt, suck my dick. It was fucking fantastic. And I loved every second of it. I became addicted to it, man. It was the fucking best thing that ever happened to me. You know?”

As Josh tossed his shirt onto a chair, Zack stared at his torso and arms. Josh wasn’t a muscle man, but he did have definition. The boy could see his abs and his nipples were hard! He had red hair under his arms, too, and that was such a turn-on!

“So, when Thad graduated from high school, he left Oklahoma City and moved to New York. Everyone was upset because they wanted him to go to college at OU and ‘make something of himself.’ Well, he’s making more money now than he would have with a degree from OU. Anyway, he had met this guy in OKC who knew Marcel and wanted to start an escort service, so he came to New York and helped him set it up. They found runaway boys who weren’t covered with nasty street tattoos and who were fairly intelligent and college guys who wanted to earn some extra money and they got it going. Of course, no one in the family knew this. They just knew Thad had a job in New York and was making money.”

Zack watched Josh start to run his hands over his body. It looked so sexy to see the young man touch himself that way.

“Well, when my father died, I knew my stepmom didn’t want me and I sure didn’t want to stay with her and since no one else wanted me...”

“That’s the same as me,” Zack interjected.

Josh nodded sympathetically and said, “I know, Little Dude. It really sucks, doesn’t it?”

Zack nodded and Josh continued.

“I asked Thad if I could come to New York and live with him and he was more than eager to bring me, and Pamela, my stepmom, didn’t give a damn, so... Thad flew me to New York and we stayed in bed for two days and had the wildest non-stop sex. It was fantastic and he brought in some of their boys and a couple of their college age guys and... well, that’s how I got into it. And, I love it.”

Zack had spread his legs as he listened and was rubbing the front of his shorts. He smiled at Josh and asked, “You still do it?”

“Yeah. I was on a date last night with that guy at the gallery,” he replied.

“After you left the gallery,” Zack asked in a breathy voice, “you went home and did it? You had sex?”

Josh grinned and nodded, knowing how he was exciting the boy. “Yeah. He has a penthouse atop one of the buildings he designed and we fucked all night. Damn, it was hot. He is sooo good for a fifty-year-old. Dude, he can fuck!”

“Wow,” Zack whispered. “You are so lucky. This sounds so hot. So... um... well, do you think maybe... I mean...”

Josh smiled knowingly. He leaned forward and asked, “What are you asking me, Zacky?”

Zack grinned and said, “Well, since you were eleven when you started and I’m ten, well, I know a lot about sex. I mean I know everything about sex. I love sex. I love it, Josh. I get into it so hard. You think maybe I could maybe do it, too?”

Josh held his arms out and said, “Come here.”

Zack slid across the couch and next to Josh, who wrapped his arms around the boy. He brought his lips close to Zack’s and smiled as he looked into the bluest boy-eyes he had ever seen. He ran his fingers through Zack’s thick, long, black hair.

“You are the prettiest boy. You are so beautiful.”

“So are you,” Zack whispered as he looked into Josh’s eyes. “How old are you?”

“Twenty. I’ll be twenty-one in September. Why?”

“You look younger,” Zack replied, “except when you were in that really elegant suit last night. You looked so handsome and sophisticated. Now, you look so cool and hot. You’re the bomb, man. You made me so hot. You’re the sexiest guy I’ve ever seen. Ever. I want to be just like you. I want to be just like you.”

Josh smiled and shook his head.

“No. You want to be just like you. You’re hot and beautiful and sexy and smart. There’s nothing wrong with you, Zack. Nothing at all. You’re you and you are just fine the way you are. You’re smart and that’s great. You’re sexy and that’s great. You’re hot and beautiful and you make my dick hard, Zacky. You make me so hard and you’re going to make a lot of really wealthy men hard. You’re just fine the way you are and I want you to love yourself, Zack. Do you know what I mean?”

Zack nodded.

Josh reach back and placed his hands on the boy’s chest. Zack inhaled as Josh slid his strong hands under his Pink Freud shirt. He whimpered at the touch of the young man’s hands across his torso, and when his thumbs slid across his hard, stiff nipples, the boy cried out. Josh’s thumbs sat motionless over the rigid nubbins and the young man whispered, “Take your shirt off, Zacky.”

His hands trembling, the boy took the hem of his shirt and pulled it up and over his head before tossing it on the floor, at which point Josh slowly slid his thumbs across the boy’s nipples. Moving upward slowly and then back down again, his thumbs slid across the hard nipples and he could feel the tremors through the boy’s body as Zack felt the glorious feelings.

“Fuck,” the boy breathed as Josh’s thumbs slowly circled his nipples. Zack was breathing hard and his head rolled around as he whimpered. “Feels so good. Feels so good.”

“You like to get your titties rubbed?” Josh asked softly.

“Oh, yeah. Dad used to rub my titties for hours and drive me crazy. It was so good.”

“Your dad loved you very much, didn’t he?”

“Oh, yeah. He loved me. He loved me so much, so good.”

“He wasn’t ever mean to you?”

“Oh, no,” Zack replied, his voice quivering with lust. “He was wonderful. We did everything together. We’d climb Mt. Bonnell together. We’d ride the trails in the Greenbelt. We’d go see the art at the Ransom Center. We’d go to La Zona Rosa and listen to the music. Or Austin City Limits. We’d go floating down in New Braunfels. We did everything. He loved me. And we had such good sex. Man, he made me feel so good. So good. We had fantastic sex, man. I loved Dad. I loved him.”

Josh leaned forward as he continued to rub Zack’s nipples and whispered into his ear, “I can’t replace your dad, Zacky, but if you want to live with me, you can, and you can go to work for Thad and we can work together and party together and when you go to school, I’ll help you with your homework and make sure you’re healthy and safe and taken care of and we can sleep together and love each other and... We’ll be like brothers-- or queer sisters. Would you like that, girlfriend? Would you like that Zacky-boy?”

“Yeah, oh yeah. Yeah. I want to live with you, Josh. I want to live with you and work with you and have sex with you and do everything with you. I want to do everything with you.”

Josh kissed the boy’s cheek and began to gently pull and twist at the boy’s nipples. Zack cried out with lust and ecstasy and Josh smiled before he whispered into the boy’s ear, “Would you like me to train you? You want to show me everything you know and then have me show you everything I know?”

“Yeah! Yeah!”

Zack’s voice was shaking and Josh knew what was happening.

“Are you gonna cum, Zacky? Are you close?”

“Yeah! Yeah!”

Suddenly, Josh pulled his hands away and Zack looked at him with wild eyes.

“What? What are you doing? Make me cum! Make me cum!” the boy cried.

Josh grinned and shook his head.

“Lesson number one,” Josh said with a teasing smile. “When you’re on the job, it isn’t about you. It’s about the guy you’re with. You want him to feel good. You want him to get off. You want to drive him crazy. Yeah, you want to feel good, too. It’s about you both getting into it. But, ultimately, your job is to make him insane, to make him want to scream, to make him cum gallons into your mouth or your ass or all over your hot, sweet body.”

Zack was panting and looking at him with unbridled lust. “But... but...”

“But?”

“I’m so close!”

“You have to learn to love not cumming. You understand? You have to love sex so much that you can be happy being insanely, wildly horny for hours and letting him get off. Sure, he wants you to get off and you have to know when to cum, when he wants you to cum, when your cumming is what will get him off. You know what I mean?”

Zack was still panting, but he nodded.

“Zacky, this is probably the second hardest part of being an escort. Not cumming too early. You have to stay horny. You have to let him guide you-- wait. You have to let him think he’s guiding you. You’re ultimately in charge, even if your role is to let him be in charge. Does that make sense? You’re always ultimately in control.. You have to maintain enough control over your mind and your body to always know what’s happening, to know where he is and what he wants. You can’t just loose control and go bonkers horny. You know? You want him to think you are. That doesn’t mean acting, necessarily, because most sex workers are terrible actors. A guy almost always knows when you’re faking it. Don’t fake it. Be horny. Be super horny. Be monstrously, radically, insanely horny. But, maintain a sense of where you are and what’s happening at all times. Understand?”

Zack nodded and smiled.

“And that brings up something else I want to talk with you about. Did you ever get high with your dad?”

Zack frowned and looked away. He shrugged and, without looking at Josh, replied, ‘Mmm, nnnoooo.”

Josh cocked his head and said, “Zacky. I want you to know that I will always be honest with you. I will tell you the truth. In return, I need you to tell me the truth. If I’m going to protect you and make sure this is a safe experience for you, I need to know the truth. I can promise you that I will never, ever judge you, Zack. Believe me. I understand everything because I’ve been there. I’m the one person you never have to be afraid to tell the truth to. If you and your dad played with dogs and he peed on you, you can tell me and I won’t judge you.”

“What?”

Josh grinned and said, “I’m just saying. Anyway. Let’s do this again. Have you ever done drugs?”

Zack nodded and said, “Dad and I smoked weed sometimes. That was when we got crazy horny and it got really wild.”

Josh nodded and said, “In our profession, sometimes it's necessary to do some drugs. I’m not a fan of drugs and sex, at least on the job, because it can make you lose your focus on the client. He’s the one who’s paying a thousand dollars or more to get it on with you and you have to make sure he’s happy. And, if you’re fucked up, you can’t look for all those subtle clues of where’s he at and what he’s feeling. You have to be aware of everything. And, not just for him, but for your own safety. We don’t have many problems with clients hurting our escorts, but it can happen. You have to know what’s going on to protect yourself.”

Zack nodded and said, “Okay.”

“Plus, some drugs do shit to you that you don’t want to happen. Meth is real big right now among young gays because it makes you want to lose total control and get fucked wildly. Well, it also messes you up bad. I should show you pictures of people and how they age radically after a year or two of meth use. Crack is just as bad. Any of these uppers is addictive as fuck and that’s how most prostitution rings keep their women. They get them addicted and then the girls can’t leave. We don’t do that. And I won’t let you do coke, crack, or meth. Period. You do and I will drag you back to your mother so fast you won’t know what hit you. You understand?”

Zack nodded again.

“Now, sometimes, when you’re older, not now when you’re ten, Viagra helps if you’re with someone you really don’t want to be with or if you have to stay hard for multiple sessions or a long time. You won’t take Viagra until you’re older. Now, smoking weed sometimes is not so bad, under the right circumstances, but I want you to remember this rule. Never, never, NEVER take drugs that customers offer you. Never. You never know for sure what they are and you can end up in very dangerous and painful situations. Now, we know our customers, but when we learn something has happened, we show no mercy... none... and the customers know this. But, I’m just saying, Zacky. If you need something to do your job, I will provide it. But, that won’t happen often. If you do anything, and I mean anything behind my back, you are going back to Angelica, and that’s not a fate I wish on anyone. Do you understand?”

Zack frowned and nodded.

Josh smiled and said, “Look. I love sex every bit as much as you. I love feeling good. I love getting off. I love getting down and getting nasty. I know how much you love it, Zack, and I’m not a fuddy-duddy or anything. Yeah, I get fucked up sometimes, usually not on the job, though. I’m wild and crazy, but I’m also smart. You know?”

Zack nodded and said, “I need to know this stuff.”

Josh smiled and hugged the boy tightly. He kissed his lips and said, “You’re learning your first lessons, Zacky-Boy. How does it feel? You’re in training now to be one of New York’s top male escorts. Does that turn you on?”

“Oh, yeah,” the boy breathed.

“It turns me on hard knowing I turn on other guys, knowing I can make a guy cum just by licking my lips. It’s a fucking serious turn-on to know that I control another guy’s lust, that I control when they cum. You just have to let him think he’s in control.”

Zack nodded, though he was still breathing hard. Josh grinned and said, “Don’t worry. You’re going to cum in a few minutes. I’ll be easy on you. Of course, you know we’re going to have non-stop sex for the next two days, don’t you?”

Zack shivered with anticipation and nodded with a grin.

“Now. You know what I want?”

“What?” the ten-year-old asked breathlessly.

“I want to see you get naked, Zacky. Go over there and get naked.”

Zack grinned and nodded. He crawled off the couch and walked around the coffee table. Josh moved the table out of the way and then sat facing the boy as Zack stood in the middle of the floor. Josh spread his legs wide and began to slowly rub his erection through his pants as Zack stood before him grinning.

“I used to perform for Dad and his friends when they’d come over to have a party,” he said. “I know how to drive guys wild.”

“Yeah? Well, drive me wild, dude,” Josh said with a grin.

Zack licked his lips and slowly felt the stiff rise in his tight cut-off shorts as he slowly worked his hips around.

“Yeah, work it, boy,” Josh said with a sexy, breathy quality to his voice. “Work those hips. Yeah, you’re sexy, Zacky. You’re so sexy.”

Zack grinned as he slowly unsnapped his shorts. But, then, instead of unzipping, he continued to undulate his hips around as he brought his thumbs up to his mouth and licked them before dropping them to his nipples. He worked his hips and rubbed his nipples, his face becoming even more flushed as Josh nodded and smiled.

“Good move, dude. Make ‘em beg for it. Yeah.”

Zack grinned and said, “I told you. I can make anyone crazy.”

After another few seconds, though, Zack relented and reached down to his zipper. Slowly, he lowered it a little, pulling the flaps open before he went back to sliding his hands up and down his naked torso. He played with his nipples for a moment again and then returned to his zipper. As he slipped it down a few more millimeters, he whispered, “You want to see it? Do you? You want to see it?”

“Yeah, dude,” Josh replied with a grin, helping Zack get into the act and the fantasy. “I want to see it. Let me see it.”

Zack gave him a nasty grin and lowered the zipper further. Josh could see the hairless base of Zack’s stiff dick, which was pointing to the boy’s left, and he felt his own cock lurch with Zack’s teasing. The skillful boy knew something about teasing a man, after all!

“Your dick looks so hard,” Josh said softly.

“It is,” Zack replied with a grin. “It’s hard for you.”

Josh chuckled and nodded as he began to unsnap his own pants. As he had said earlier, two could play that game!

Zack’s eyes locked on Josh’s fingers as he slowly unzipped his leather pants. The man licked his lips and saw Zack’s hands begin to tremble again. Losing his patience, Zack pushed his zipper down the rest of the way and pulled the flaps back, allowing his stiff little cock to pop out and up. Josh inhaled as he looked at the hard boy dick. It had been a long time since he had seen an erection on a boy as young as Zack, though there was one time...

“It’s beautiful,” Josh said as he pushed his own zipper down.

Zack’s circumcised penis was the size of Josh’s thumb and pointed upward at about a forty-five degree angle. The head was a brilliant purple color and there was a wide, pink ring behind it about half the length of the shaft. The boy’s testicles had, of course, not descended yet and the scrotum was smooth and tight behind the shaft.

Zack shoved the shorts all the way down, not bothering to be erotic, just wanting to get naked. He stepped out of them as he watched Josh pull the flaps back on his pants. He could see the red hair and the base of Josh’s cock pointing to the man’s left. Josh stopped and Zack looked up at him. Josh’s lips were open and formed a sexy grin.

“Pull it out,” Zack breathed.

“Not yet, beautiful boy,” Josh replied. “Do something to earn it.”

Zack thought a second and then grinned.

“You have Savage Garden?” he asked.

Josh nodded and pointed to the CD tower beside the Bang and Olufsen sound system. Zack grinned and ran over. He searched among the CD’s until he found what he wanted, pulled it out and slipped the disk into the player. As he ran through the tracks, he said, “I used to lip-sync to ‘I Want You’ for Dad and his friends. I do it real sexy, too. I know you’ll like it.”

“Cool,” Josh replied. “It sounds like your Dad and his friends did most of my work for me.”

Zack grinned and ran back as the intro began, declaring, “Savage Garden is my favorite band! This video is so sexy. I love Darren Hayes. He makes me sooo hard!”

“It’s a hot video,” Josh replied, enjoying the ten-year-old’s enthusiasm.

Suddenly, Zack leaned forward and began lip-syncing the rapid lyrics of the first verse of the song. His eyes were locked on Josh’s as he slowly moved toward the man, moving his body about, but his head stationary until he came to the lines just before the chorus: “Come stand a little bit closer, Breath in and get a bit higher. You'll never know what hit you, When I get to you ... Ooh, I want you, I don't know if I need you, But, ooh, I'd die to find out, Ooh, I want you, I don't know if I need you, But, ooh, I'd die to find out!”

Josh was stunned. The kid was erotic as hell. It was the hottest thing he had ever seen. Zack was lip-syncing perfectly to Darren Hayes’ singing, not only mimicking the sexy, erotic way the gay singer performed the song, but improving it, magnifying the eroticism. Without thinking, keeping his eyes locked on Zack’s, Josh shoved his pants down and off, his seven inch cock snapping upward from the copper hair about the base. He began to masturbate as he watched Zack inch closer and closer.

The boy sang the second verse and kept his eyes on Josh’s, not watching the hand stroking the hard, erect cock just a couple of feet away until he placed his hands on the two knees so spread apart.

“Come stand a little bit closer, Breath in and get a bit higher. You'll never know what hit you, When I get to you ... Ooh, I want you, I don't know if I need you, But, ooh, I'd die to find out, Ooh, I want you, I don't know if I need you, But, ooh, I'd die to find out!”

The song repeated as Zack leaned his legs against the couch, his fierce erection just inches from Josh’s frantically masturbating hand as he repeated the chorus, his eyes still locked on the young man’s. Even when Josh reached up with his left hand and gently grasped Zack’s erection, the boy kept his eyes on Josh’s, though he did flinch. As soon as the song ended, however, Josh’s hand began to fondle and stroke the boy with the same vigor and desperation with which he stroked himself. Zack began to cry out and in seconds both of them groaned loudly and jerked about, their bodies quaking with equally thunderous climaxes, Josh’s cock erupting with thick streamers of cum that landed on both of them, hitting Zack in the face and himself on the chest as the boy twisted and writhed about before him.

When they had both come to the end of their orgasms, Josh looked at the boy with stunned amazement and pulled him to him.

“My God,” he whispered as he tightly clutched the boy to him, “that was the fucking hottest thing I have ever seen. Fuck, Zack, I’ve seen porn, fucking hot porn that would rock your world that didn’t even come close to what you just did. God damn.”

Zack was too exhausted to speak. He simply cuddled up to Josh, gasping for breath, cooing softly as the young man caressed his face and expressed his astonishment.

“You’re beautiful, Zack. You’re erotic. You’re fucking amazing. Can you sing?”

“Yeah,” the boy gasped.

“Oh, my God. We’re gonna make you a star. Maybe it’s that song. I don’t know, but you were beyond awesome. I’ve never been rocked like that before. You were the shit, man. You were it. I think I love you.”

“I know I love you,” Zack whispered as he wrapped one of his arms around Josh’s body. “Can we go to bed and love each other? I mean, no training or anything? Can we... can we just love each other?”

Josh held the boy’s face in his hand and as Zack looked up at him, he smiled and nodded.

“Yes, sweetheart. We can go to bed and cuddle and love as much as you want.”

Zack smiled an angelic smile that was as far removed from the face of the incubus earlier as night from day. Holding the boy in his arms, cradling him as if bearing the most precious of offerings, Josh rose from the couch and carried him from the living room, ignoring the music still playing on the sound system, and into his bedroom. He gently lay the boy on the bed in which he had not slept for four nights. He pulled the covers back and Zack crawled under before Josh crawled in with him.

The young man rolled atop him and Zack moaned happily under the man’s weight. He looked up into Josh’s eyes and whispered, “I want you to do everything.”

“Precious,” Josh whispered back as he caressed the boy’s face and ran his fingers through his hair. “Absolutely precious. I don’t want to share you. I just want to keep you to myself. Maybe I will. Maybe I’ll just lock you up in here like the treasure you are and adore you and love you and cherish you here and never let anyone else touch you.”

He leaned down and gently placed his lips against Zack’s. The boy closed his eyes.

Zack missed his father. He missed him so much it physically hurt, but Josh...

The boy was as close to Heaven at that moment as he ever expected to be.

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