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The Boys Who Knew Too Much

by Apollo Moriarty

Chapter Four

Thad Goodwin sat before three computer monitors and three keyboards, entering information on one computer, reading news on another, and working scheduling on a third. In the background, he was listening to a recording of the dance music played the previous Saturday night at a gay dance club in which he had invested in Chelsea. Beyond the window rose the towers of Manhattan under a still overcast sky, a spectacular view from the thirty-eighth-eighth floor of one of Peter Lindholm’s phallic symbols. He was unaware the front door of the apartment had opened and closed or the presence of the handsome black man standing a few feet away in the long, spacious front room. Only when the man walked up and placed his hands on Thad’s throat did the young, red-haired man looked up.

“Hey, Marcel. When did you get home?” Thad asked with a smile.

“Just now,” the black man replied. “I had lunch with the investors in the new club. What’s happening?”

Thad grinned and said, “Just doing the laundry.”

Marcel chuckled and asked, “How much?”

“I just transfered $48,000 to the Caymans from the Mexican account. I’ve also been making deposits to all the boys' accounts in Switzerland.”

“Good. We don’t want too much to sit in Mexico for too long.”

Thad nodded and returned to his work, though a few seconds later, he added, “You’ll be happy to know that everyone is booked tonight.”

“Wonderful. Even Joshy?”

“Well, I’ve given him a couple of days off. I think he earned it after this weekend and last night with Mr. Lindholm. Besides, he’s got Eric Wyndham Thursday and then the whole weekend at Gordon Bentley’s big do in Southampton. Besides, I hear his publisher is getting impatient. He needs to get that manuscript in to them soon.”

“Good ol’ Joshy-Girl. He’s really been a gem for us. I love him. I really do.”

“Well, you’re going to love him even more,” Thad said as he looked up. “I think he has a new recruit for us. A ten-year-old.”

Marcel frowned and sat down in an office chair to Thad’s side. “Ten? I’m not sure I like that.”

“He says he’s spunky, but should improve with age. Black hair, blue eyes, pale. He’s with him this afternoon and said he’d bring him by tomorrow. I’m thinking of dropping by this evening and checking him out. Besides...”

“You miss your Joshy.”

“Yes,” Thad replied. “I know the cardinal rule with La Famille is ‘Never fall in love,’ but I have loved Josh since he was seven and I was fifteen. I miss him. I’ve never had better sex with anyone than I’ve had with Joshy. He’s fucking amazing.”

“No one’s ever had better sex than they’ve had with Joshy,” Marcel replied, “but your relationship with Josh is the strangest I have ever seen. He hates you, Thad. He absolutely loathes you.”

“Yes, he does, and yet I have this hold on him. He can’t say no to me. He really does love me. It’s... complicated.”

Marcel sat back and said, “I worry about the two of you. Josh is our keystone. He is the face of La Famille, but this situation between the two of you worries me. I wonder if you can remain objective about this. Can you put your judgment ahead of your desires?”

“Of course, Marcel. Have I ever given you a reason to doubt me? We’ve only had to... take care of one employee and one... client in ten years. I have built this service. You can trust me. I can handle Josh and this ten-year-old will be just fine. Yeah, he’s a little young, but if we handle this right, we can make a bundle with him.”

“No pictures.”

“Absolutely no pictures. I won’t let us get tripped up because one of our clients is stupid. Don’t worry.”

Marcel nodded and smiled. “A ten-year-old would be fun, though. I miss Joshy’s enthusiasm when he was just starting.”

“Oh, my God! Really! He tired me out!”

Marcel smiled and said, “You sure you don’t want to bring him over tonight?”

“Let’s take this slow. Let me meet him and see what the situation is. I’m actually getting ready to call Josh now and see what he has to say about him, though if I know Josh, they’ve probably already messed up the sheets!”

Marcel chuckled and rose from his chair. “I need some wine. A glass?”

“Not yet,” Thad said as he picked up his mobile. “I’m calling Josh now.”

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Josh had kissed Zack’s lips for a long moment before he pushed his tongue though his own lips and began to moisten Zack’s with it. The boy voluntarily opened his lips, but Josh didn’t enter at first. He continued to run his tongue around the edge of the boy’s mouth before he entered, sliding across Zack’s tongue, caressing it with his own. Zack whimpered and Josh caressed his face, running his fingers over the smooth, alabaster skin, across the black eyebrows, and along the pink cheeks. The boy moaned and pushed his own tongue back against Josh’s as his father had taught him, trying to increase the man’s lust and make him force his tongue deep into the boy’s mouth. Josh moaned and did as the boy desired.

For several minutes, they deeply tongue-kissed, their passions rising until Josh moved his mouth to Zack’s cheek, kissing it repeatedly before moving to his eyes, his forehead, his nose and across to his left ear.

“You’re so precious,” he whispered. “You arouse me like no one has in years.”

The boy whimpered and Josh pushed his tongue into Zack’s ear. The boy wriggled with the intensity of the feelings and gasped.

“I want you in every way possible,” Josh whispered. “Every man in New York will want you, but I don’t want anyone else to have you. You’re mine, Zacky. I love you.”

Zack simply whimpered, his rigid boyish erection throbbing against Josh’s stomach. The weight of the young man atop him made him delirious. This was what he had been missing. Yes, he missed his father, but it was having someone, a man, atop him. A man atop him. This was what he wanted, what he craved, what made him deliriously happy, having a man atop him and whispering in his ear that he loved him.

“I want to be inside you. I need to be inside you,” he whispered.

“Do it,” Zack whispered back. “Please. I need it. I feel like I’m empty. I need it. Please fuck me.”

“How long has it been, sweetie?”

“The night before Dad died. Two weeks.”

“Have you put anything up there since?”

Zack shook his head. “I have a dildo Dad gave me to keep it exercised, but... it’s hurt to much to use it.”

“Hurts?”

“Not my butt,” Zack explained. “My heart. I... I love Dad so much, I mean loved. I... it was too much to do it, but I want you.”

Zack pushed Josh’s face off him and the young man looked down into the boy’s eyes as Zack said, “Dad would have liked you. He’d have understood you. You two would have been friends. I know it. He’d want you to fuck me.”

Josh smiled as he looked into those dreamy boy eyes. He ran his fingers over Zack’s face again and whispered, “I want to savor you like a fine wine. Like the treasure you are.”

Zack smiled and said, “You sound just like Dad.”

Josh closed his eyes a moment and then whispered, “I feel honored you would say that.”

He smiled again and took Zack’s arms and held them over the boy’s head, exposing his underarms. Gazing down at the boy, he shook his head and said, “I just can’t believe how beautiful you are.”

He crawled lower of the boy’s body and kissed the white, smooth, sensitive skin under Zack’s left arm. The boy flinched involuntarily and giggled, “It tickles!”

Josh grinned and licked it aggressively with his tongue. Zack writhed about, giggling and whimpering as he fought to protect the sensitive area. Josh smiled with a love overflowing as he moved to the other side and sent Zack into another paroxysm of laughing and whimpering.

“Boys loved to be tickled,” Josh said with a grin. “They always deny it, but they love it. They love the attention, the physical contact, and especially the loss of control. They love to be dominated like that. Don’t you, Zack? Don’t you love for a man to be in control?”

Zack was gasping for breath as he lay with his arms trapped above his head, gazing hungrily into Josh’s eyes. He nodded and Josh said, “I love for a man to be in control with me. I love it when I can let go of all my control and let a man be in charge. But, with you, Zacky, I want to give that to you. I want to be in control. I want to be strong for you. I want to be a man for you, Zacky. You want that? You want me to dominate you?”

Zack nodded submissively. Josh smiled and suddenly dove down on Zack’s left nipple. The boy cried out as Josh sucked and licked it, running his tongue across the sensitive nubbin. Zack wriggled and squirmed beneath him and Josh took the other nipple between his fingers, twisting and pulling at it, not roughly, but with enough pressure to let the boy know the man was in charge. Zack moaned and whimpered. After a moment, Josh reversed nipples and did the same thing. Back and forth he went as Zack cried and whimpered and moaned. Josh growled and groaned several times with the excitement of driving the boy wild. He had never felt like this with a man. He was invigorated by this. He felt completely different from when he was with one of his clients. This was amazing, energizing, almost transformative. He loved Zack.

Finally, his mouth moved down Zack’s torso and the boy’s hands immediately flew to his nipples to protect them, to cover them, and after a few seconds, to continue what Josh had done. The man’s mouth licked and kissed across Zack’s tummy, sending tremors through the boy and making him writhe in new ways. He went to the side and kissed and sucked on the skin above his hip. He hands slipped under Zack’s butt and cupped both of the fleshy hemispheres as his mouth moved to the other side of his body and did the same.

“I love you, Josh. I love you,” the boy moaned. “You make me feel so good.”

Josh moaned in response and moved toward the boy’s right hip. Zack squirmed and thrust his hips upward. His stiff erection slid up the side of Josh’s smooth face and it was all the young man could do not to plunge his mouth down on it. Zack was breathing hard and gazing down at the man who was loving him, watching his mouth kissing, licking, sucking his skin. Josh moaned, struggling to maintain his composure and not to lose control as he loved the sweet, beautiful boy beneath him.

He took Zack’s boner in the fingers of his right hand and pulled it up. He ran his tongue along the hairless pubis and around the base of the boy’s penis, loving the bare skin where hair would sprout someday, not for several years he hoped. His tongue moved down toward the sensitive skin between Zack’s thighs and his scrotum and the boy wriggled beneath him. Josh dropped the boy’s erection and began licking his balls. Zack’s whimpering became louder and more plaintive. He wriggled beneath the man.

“Suck me,” he whimpered. “Suck me, please. Suck me.”

Josh took the boy’s scrotum into his mouth and licked it, sending the boy into a paroxysm of desire. He cried and moaned as the man licked and sucked, not believing that he had such a precious boy in his mouth. His tongue licked lower, beneath the small, tight testicles and toward his butt. Zack whimpered louder and cried, “Yeah! Yeah! Lick my butt! Kick my butt!”

He tried to spread his legs, but Josh’s body prevented him from doing so. Josh smiled and continued to tease the boy with his tongue for another minute before he licked back up over Zack’s balls and then along the underside of his rigid boner. Zack whimpered loudly as he felt Josh’s tongue on his erection. Josh licked the sensitive area between the circumcision and the hard, purple head of his penis and Zack squirmed wildly.

“Suck me! Suck me! Please suck me! I can’t take it, Josh! Please!”

Josh smiled and continued to lick around the boy’s erection. He loved Zack’s penis. He had never had such a small penis in his mouth and it was making him crazy with desire. He loved it. He refused to let himself lose control, however. He would not lose control. He would maintain and make sure he loved the boy as best he could. He wanted Zack to feel as good as he possibly could. He loved Zack. He loved the boy. He wanted to give him every bit of pleasure he could.

He ran his tongue around the firm head of Zack’s fierce erection, holding the base with his fingers and squeezing slightly on the shaft. Zack was squirming madly and moaning continuously. He grabbed the sheets with his fingers and pulled at them, not aware of what he was doing, knowing only that this beautiful man was taunting him, loving him, yes, but teasing him with his glorious mouth.

Finally, with Zack’s erection against his lips, Josh asked, “Do you want me to suck you now, Zacky? Is that what you want? You want me to suck your dick?”

“Yes! Yes! Please! Suck me!”

Josh smiled and moved his lips up to the head of Zack’s penis and slowly slid down the short shaft, his tongue sliding down the shaft and conforming to circumference of the boy’s cock. Zack cried out, thrust his hips upward, clutched at the sheets, his face a rictus of agony and rapture as Josh’s tongue slid even further down to his balls. He held the penis and balls in his mouth for a moment and then slowly moved upward until only the head was in his mouth before plunging down again. Zack cried out again and thrust upward with his hips, desperate to drive his cock deeper into the man’s mouth. Josh moaned and Zack could feel the vibrations of his voice through his dick, which only made him madder with desire. His head was tossing about and his body was writhing uncontrollably as Josh moved up and down, over and over.

Then, without warning, it hit the boy. In one blinding instant, his body became steel, he threw his head back, he threw his legs out, and he opened his mouth in a silent scream before...

Josh held the wildly writhing boy as Zack was wracked with spasm after spasm for several seconds before his climax died as quickly as it hit. The boy desperately shoved Josh’s head up, desperate to save his now hyper-sensitive penis from any more stimulus. However, Josh wasn’t through. No, not at all.

Releasing Zack’s erection, Josh rose up on his knees and lifted Zack’s hips into the air. Realizing what was happening with what little rational thought was left to him, Zack pulled his legs back and exposed the precious rosebud of his anus to Josh, who wasted no time before plunging his mouth down on it and kissing the boy’s butt. His lips kissed all around the anus for several seconds as Zack, desperate to regain his breath, gasped and writhed about.

He cried out, nearly screaming, as Josh’s tongue extended and began to lick the pulsating, quivering anus. He could see the boy was accustomed to being penetrated. He could also see that it had been some time since the last penetration. He could take care of that, however.

He licked the quivering anus and Zack cried out continuously.

“Yeah! Yeah. Oh, God. Yeah! Lick my butt. Lick my butt! Lick it”

Josh loved the taste of the boy. It was slightly unpleasant, but it was Zack. It was the taste of a ten-year-old boy. It was manna. He licked hungrily, pushing his tongue in and growling hungrily as he felt his control dissolving. He couldn’t lose control. He never lost control, not when he was on an assignment. He was always in control. He was Joshua Hoffman! He was always in control. But, if anyone could make him lose it, it would be this boy, this precious, sweet, beautiful, totally fucking sexy BOY!

He had no idea how long he tongued Zack. It was long enough, however, to reduce the kid to a babbling mass of incoherent boyhood. Zack was beyond reasoning as he writhed about beneath the man’s skilled and loving tongue and mouth. Josh pushed his tongue in and out, licking all around and sending pleasure through the boy as intense as any Zack had ever known.

Finally, he lifted his mouth off the boy’s butt and began rubbing his index finger across the quivering orifice.

“Fuck me,” Zack moaned. “Fuck me!”

Josh released the boy and set his hips down on the bed. Stand up on his knees and looking over the boy, his erection stood out, hard and throbbing over the ten-year-old. Zack reached up for it, but couldn’t reach it.

“Are you going to fuck me?” he whispered.

“Yes, I am,” Josh replied as he leaned over to the nightstand and opened the drawer. He withdrew several condoms and a tube of lube. He studied a bottle of poppers for a moment, but then closed the drawer without removing them. No poppers. No drugs with Zack... this time. The first time had to be natural. It had to be Zack and Josh together, not Zack and Josh fucked up. It had to be real. Zack was too special for drugs. Not until he was working, when it might be necessary...

He put some lube on the boy’s anus and watched his butt clench as the Zack inhaled sharply.

“Cold?” he asked the boy with a smile.

Zack nodded, but replied, “I like it, though. It means I’m going to get fucked.”

Josh grinned and said, “Yes, you are, by the hottest cock in New York. Men pay hundreds for this, Zacky. You’re getting it for free.”

The boy grinned and said, “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Josh lifted Zack’s legs back into the air and rested the boy’s hips on his knees. Zack reached up and held his legs up as he had countless times for his father, and smiled as he gazed into Josh’s blue eyes. He looked at Josh’s red hair fall over his forehead and said, “You’re the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen. You’re even more beautiful than Dad.”

Josh smiled in return and said, “It’s an honor to hear that. Thank you.”

Before Zack could say anything else, though, Josh placed his finger on the boy’s anus and rubbed it around. Zack moaned softly and his anus quivered and puckered as the man played with it. He lifted the tube and squirted more lube into the hole and then pushed his finger in. Zack’s body stiffened, but then, without Josh having to tell him to, the mark of one who had been down that road a few times, Zack pushed back. He grunted softly and then groaned, “Yeah,” as Josh pushed his finger in all the way to the knuckle. He left it in for several seconds, letting the boy become accustomed to it before slowly pulling it out part of the way and then back in. He could feel the sphincter clenching and unclenching and Josh’s cock throbbed. He wanted to fuck the boy, but he needed to take his time. Zack was too precious to hurt. He had to love him. He had to.

Slowly, he pumped his index finger in and out. The boy was so hot on the inside and Josh was so hungry for him that he almost threw caution to the wind. He didn’t. He maintained his control as Zack softly whimpered, “Yeah, yeah. It’s been so long. Yeah. Yeah.”

Josh turned his hand around and crooked his finger on the inside of Zack’s rectum. He searched for the special place and knew, when Zack jumped and his eyes grew wide, that he had found it. He massaged it and Zack cried out and writhed about.

“Oh, yeah!” the boy cried. “Yeah! Yeah! Fuck me, Josh! Fuck me!”

Josh massaged him a little longer, enjoying the way the boy writhed, before he withdrew the finger. Zack cried out in protest before Josh squirted more lube in and then lubed up two fingers. Zack watched with hungry anticipation until Josh put them at the quivering opening to the boy. He pushed one and then the other finger in. Zack dutifully pushed out, though he moaned with the pain, surprised that two fingers would do that after only two weeks without penetration. But, the pain was exquisite. It was what Zack wanted and soon, he knew, Josh would really be inside him. That was what he wanted. He needed to feel the man inside him!

Josh slowly moved his two fingers into the boy as Zack pushed out. “Yeah, Zacky. You know what to do. That’s it, sweetie. I’m so proud of you, Zacky. You’re so good, so sweet. Yeah.”

“Ah, yeah. Yeah. Do it, Josh. Do it.”

Once again, Josh crooked his fingers and massaged the prostate as he moved his fingers in and out. Zack began writhing about with the new, intense joy. He began to babble incoherently as his body began to indiscriminately jerk and quake. His groaning and whimpering grew until Josh wasn’t sure that the boy was on the verge of another climax. He withdrew his fingers and asked, “Zacky, do you think you can take my cock now?”

“Oh, yeah. Yeah. Fuck me. Fuck me, Josh!”

The man leaned over and softly said, “Don’t be brave now. I want you to be honest. You’ve been fucked. You know what’s happening. Be honest, Little Dude. Can you take this?”

Josh held his cock before the boy and Zack grinned. “It’s longer than Dad’s, but Dad’s was thicker. Yeah, I can take it. Please, fuck me. Just do it. Please!”

Josh nodded and reached over to the nightstand. He picked up one of the condom packets and tore it open with his teeth. As he pulled the condom from the wrapper, however, Zack shook his head.

“No condom! Do it without the condom! I want to feel you. I want to feel you inside me.”

Josh frowned and said, “Yes, condom. Yes. Especially with me. Zack, I don’t have a lot of rules, but this one is firm and inflexible. You will always use a condom. Do you understand? There will never, ever, under any circumstances, be an exception to this rule. You will never get fucked without a condom. Do you understand?”

“But, you always use one, don’t you?” Zack asked. “Are you negative?”

“Yes, I am, and the reason is because I always demand my clients use a condom. It’s a rule I don’t break. I will not get HIV and neither will you. This is something I need to know you understand, Zack. This is the most important rule. You will always be fucked with a condom. Do you understand?”

Zack nodded, chastened by the sternness of Josh’s tone. The young man relented slightly as he leaned over and kissed the boy on the forehead.

“You’re too precious, Zacky, to lose to HIV or for you to get an STD. Do you know what I’m talking about?”

Zack nodded and the man smiled. “I’m using a rubber with you because I love you. I won’t let anything happen to you, Zacky. I love you.”

“I love you,” Zack whispered. He then grinned and added, “Now, get that damn condom on and fuck me!”

Josh grinned and slipped the condom over his long, rigid cock. He lubed it up well and then and then applied more to Zack’s anus.

“Are you sure you’re ready?” he asked.

“Do it!” Zack cried impatiently.

“Damn, kid! Okay!” Josh replied with a grin.

He placed the head of his cock against Zack’s anus and rubbed it back and forth, teasing the boy, adding pressure with each pass and listening to Zack’s whimpers. Slowly, he pushed in and listened to the boy’s sharp intake of breath. Zack pushed outward as Josh pushed in slowly. He stopped with just the head of his cock inside the boy. Zack was panting, unable to speak, his face twisted with pain and concentration.

“Are you okay?” Josh asked with concern.

Zack nodded, his face twisted with concentration. “Give me a minute,” he strained.

Josh nodded and reached up with one hand as the other held Zack’s hips in place. He caressed the boy’s face and softly whispered, “I love you, Zack. I love you.”

“I... love... you...”

Josh started gently applying pressure and then not, pressing gently and then letting off before he pressed and then pushed gently in a bit more. Zack groaned and pressed back against the intruding cock. Josh fought not to just ram it in.

“Oh, God, Zacky, you’re so hot and tight,” he moaned. “God, you feel so good.”

“You, too,” Zack whimpered. “More.”

Josh pushed a little more in, but stopped when Zack cried softly. He let it sit and then slowly withdrew until only the head was in, paused a moment, and then pushed in again. He made it in further before Zack cried again. Slowly, he continued to move in and out, the feelings growing, pushing in a few millimeters further each time. Zack’s moans of pain were changing into moans of desire as Josh slowly fucked him deeper and deeper. Soon, he had his cock buried deep in the boy. He let it sit there and Zack moaned.

“Oh, God, Josh. God. Feels so good.”

“I’m in you, Zacky,” the man moaned. “I’m in you all the way.”

“Yeah. Yeah. Hurts so good. Oh. Oh. Yeah.”

Josh grabbed Zack’s legs and began to actively fuck the boy. Zack was moaning with both the pain and the pleasure of the man’s fucking. His head was rocking back and forth and he was clutching the sheets again as he whimpered and muttered, “Yeah. Yeah. Fuck me.”

“I am,” Josh moaned. “I’m fucking you, sweetie. I’m fucking you.”

He rocked the boy back and forth and both of them moaned with their lust. Josh’s thrusts grew more energetic and he began to fuck the boy harder and harder, losing control as he grew closer and closer to his climax. Zack could feel himself getting closer, as well. Josh’s cock was stimulating more and more and soon Josh was grinding his cock into the boy, churning his hips and working them around as he fucked the boy. Zack’s moaning grew more frantic as the feelings skyrocketed within him, the young man’s cock stimulating his prostate more and more.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” the boy moaned with growing passion. “Yeah, fuck, fuck. Oh, yeah.”

Josh didn’t want to cum yet. Yeah, he could control himself with the best, but this... He was violating his number one taboo and with a ten-year-old! The thought was revolting... and it turned him on so ferociously he was losing control. This kid was every bit as sexual as Josh. He knew sex. He was...

Josh groaned loudly, grabbed Zack’s hip, pounded his cock into the boy mercilessly... and came. Throwing his head back and forth, he cried out, cursed and climaxed as fiercely as he ever had as Zack cried out in his own lust and desire. Josh was panting, growing dizzy from lack of oxygen, stunned to speechlessness with the intensity of his orgasm as he stopped thrusting and simply gazed in awe at the desperately writhing boy beneath him.

“Fuck me!” Zack cried in frustration. “Fuck me!”

Josh struggled for breath before he scooted back, withdrew from Zack’s ass, and lowered the boy’s hips to the bed.

“Fuck me, damn it! Fuck me!” Zack screamed with furious desperation.

Josh nodded and reached for the nightstand. He withdrew a dildo the size of his cock from the drawer, quickly lubed it and pushed it into Zack’s rectum with one, long push. He began to work it back and forth and the boy moaned, “Yeah! Yeah. Fuck me.”

Sounding exactly like any twenty-something slut on meth Josh might have picked up from Splash or The Ramble, Zack writhed wildly, the feelings in his ass, the feelings from that special place too intense, too wonderful, too... too. Zack held his legs up as Josh rapidly pumped the dildo back and forth, wondering if the boy could actually cum from the stimulation. He leaned down and placed his mouth on the boys and kissed him, forcing his tongue in and rampaging though his mouth.

Zack’s loud and irrational moans grew exponentially. It was difficult to tell if the boy was having an orgasm or not. He was simply wild with abandon, but after a long moment the intensity seemed to decline. Yes, the boy had been climaxing, repeatedly, for several minutes. Josh slowed down the pumping, gradually bringing Zac down from his sexual high until he withdrew the dildo. He helped Zac lower his legs and the boy lay gasping for breath. The sheets beneath him were soiled with the leaking anal fluids, but neither paid attention.

The boy looked up at Josh and the young man smiled down at him. Josh leaned down and gently kissed the boy before pulling away. However, Zac saw a change come of the young man. Josh was looking at him with love, but something else. Was that shame? Was Josh ashamed?

“Are you okay?” Zac asked, aware the roles were usually reversed and that the man was usually the one to ask that question.

Josh smiled and said, “Yes, I’m wonderful. That was the most intense and amazing orgasm I have ever had. You are beyond fantastic, Zacky. You are incredible. I just... I can’t believe a boy as young as you... I...”

His forehead furrowed and he looked away. In a shaky voice, he asked, “Would you like something to drink right now?”

Zack frowned and softly replied, “Sure.”

Josh nodded and at that moment they heard Fur Elise emanating from the living room.

“I have to answer that,” Josh declared as he jumped up. “When that phone rings, I have to answer it.”

Zack watched as Josh ran from the room, his condom still wrapped around his still erect penis. Something was wrong. This wasn’t the same Josh. Had Zack disgusted him? Had Zack been too nasty and sexy? Had he been so into the sex that he had revolted even the horny and super-sexual Josh?

Zack inhaled and bit his fist. Yes, he had gone way too far. He hadn’t done anything he hadn’t done with his Dad a hundred times, but... Josh wasn’t used to him. He wasn’t used to a boy as young as Zack being so sexual and dirty and nasty and... perverted.

He felt the moisture beneath him, the anal fluids that had leaked out during their wild coupling and he felt such a revulsion with himself as he had never known. Oh, God. He wanted to die.

He rolled over with his back to the door of the room and cried.

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