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The Boys Who Knew Too Much

by Apollo Moriarty

Chapter Five

Josh hurried into the living room and unclipped the Nokia from the belt of his leather pants lying on the floor beside the couch. He pushed the button and said, “This is Josh.”

“Hey, Joshy,” said the one voice he didn’t want to hear at that moment. “How’s the new wine? Is it living up to the hype?”

Josh closed his eyes and sat down on the couch. He sighed heavily and gathered his wits. In as clear and normal a voice as he could muster, he replied, “It’s great. It’s beautiful and sweet and everything we could possibly want.”

There was a pause before Thad asked in a concerned voice, “Joshy, sweetie. Are you okay? Is something wrong?”

Josh opened his eyes and stared at the cut-off jeans Zack had abandoned earlier on the living room floor and such a horrendous sense of guilt and shame flooded over him that he thought he might scream. He uttered, “I... I...”

“Joshy,” Thad interjected with authority. “I’m coming over. You need me.”

“No! No, I don’t need you,” Josh quickly said.

“Yes, you do. It’s the old demon again. Joshy you need me. I’ll be there in a few minutes. Clear me with security.”

The call disconnected and Josh stared helplessly at the mobile before he sighed and nodded. Slowly, he rose and picked up the land-line’s remote on the coffee table. He called the front desk in the lobby and cleared Thad to come up. He placed the phone back on the table and rose, walked to the kitchen, and opened a cabinet. He removed a Zanax from a bottle and swallowed it before he turned and walked to the bedroom.

He found Zack curled in the fetal position, his back to him, in the middle of the soiled sheets. His mouth opened in horror and he rushed to the bed.

“Zacky, sweetie. What’s the matter?”

“You hate me,” the boy whimpered. “You think I’m dirty and nasty and perverted. You hate me.”

“No! No, I don’t, sweetie! I don’t! It’s me, Zacky! There’s nothing wrong with you. You’re beautiful and sweet and you’re a wonderful boy. You are wonderful. I love you, Zacky. I love you.”

He crawled behind him and wrapped his arms around the boy. He kissed the back of his neck and whispered, “It’s me, Zacky. I lost control and I got carried away. I never lose control. I’m always in control and I lost it with you and I was too... I was too much for you, sweetie. I pushed you too far. I am so sorry. I am so very, very sorry.”

“No, you didn’t,” Zack wailed. “It was me. I made you do it. I was too dirty and nasty and I got you so excited that you did something you wouldn’t have done! It’s all my fault! I’m a sick pervert kid. Mom’s right. Dad’s family is right. I’m a freak! I’m a sick pervert!”

“No, Zacky! Stop! You are not a sick pervert! You hear me? You are not sick! There’s nothing wrong with you. You and I... we just... we just need sex differently than others and...”

He stopped. He didn’t know what to say to the boy that would make him feel better and that wasn’t a lie. He would not lie to the boy. He wouldn’t do that. He would be honest. He would always be honest.

He took a deep breath and said, “Thad’s coming over.”

“Why?” Zack sniffed.

“He’s... special. He’s to me what I am to you. He’s my boss. He’s also the guy who brought me into the service when I was eleven. In my book, he’s the Todd character who had sex with the Christopher character.”

Zack rolled onto his back and looked into Josh’s eyes.

“He’s the person who made you a sex addict?”

“Yes.”

“In the book, Christopher hates Todd, but he also loves him. Do you hate Thad?”

Josh nodded.

“But, you also love him?”

Josh nodded again.

“Thad has this... hold on me. I hate him so much... and yet, I love him so much. I just can’t... I can’t say no to Thad. He’s the only person who can get into my head and clear out all the bullshit. He knows me better than I do. When I’m hurting, he takes away the pain. But, the price is...”

He sighed.

“I don’t want to share you with Thad, but I have to. You have to meet him. I was going to introduce you to Thad and Marcel tomorrow, but Thad’s coming over now.”

Zack looked at the young man in panic.

“I need to clean up! I’m filthy!”

Josh grinned sadly and shook his head. “Believe me, that won’t be an issue with Thad. Trust me.”

“No. I have to clean up,” Zack insisted.

He sat up and looked down at Josh. “Are you okay?”

Josh smiled up at the boy and nodded. “I’ll be fine, sweetie. If you want, go take a shower. I’ll change the sheets before Thad gets here. You should be aware that he is probably going to want to do it with you.”

Zack nodded seriously and said, “I understand. I’m a prostitute now. I understand.”

Josh reached up and cupped the boy’s face lovingly. “You’re an escort and you are a beautiful and sweet boy. I love you. Zack.”

The boy smiled, though it was subdued, and said, “I love you, Josh.”

“Are you going to be okay?” Josh asked as he caressed Zack’s face.

Zack nodded and asked, “Are you?”

Josh nodded and said. “We’re just a couple of crazy guys who really get into it. I just want to make sure I haven’t hurt you, sweetie.”

“You haven’t. I wasn’t too... nasty?”

Josh kissed the boy’s lips and whispered, “You’re the most exciting person I’ve ever been with. You make me so hot, sweetie. So hot. There is nothing wrong with you. Nothing. You’re beautiful and wonderful and sweet.”

Zack nodded and smiled sadly. “All right,” he replied softly.

He stood and walked to the bathroom. Josh yelled, “You can use the beige towel on the rack, sweetie.”

“Okay,” the boy replied before the water came on.

Josh took a deep breath and frowned. He stripped the bed and piled the sheets in the corner before he heard the doorbell. Still naked, he pulled his condom off and threw it away before walking to the living room. He peeked through the hole and then stood aside as he opened the door to reveal a tall and slender strawberry blond man in his late twenties, holding a small leather bag and wearing expensive dark slacks, a fine, short-sleeved shirt, and elegant Italian loafers. He had a concerned looked on his face and softly said, “Joshy. I’m here. Everything’s going to be all right.”

Josh frowned and nodded as the man entered. He closed the door behind him, softly said, “Hi, Thaddy,” and the two hugged, though Josh was careful not get the cum on his penis on Thad’s clothes.

“Let me clean myself off,” he muttered with embarrassment as he hurried away.

Thad shook his head and smiled. “Same old Joshy. You still need to be perfect, don’t you?”

Josh said nothing as he ran into the bathroom. Over the sound of the water, he said, “Zack, Thad’s here. We’re in the living room.”

“Okay,” the boy replied. Josh stood in the doorway and watched the vague outline of the boy behind the cloudy glass door. He wondered if Zack was trying wash the sin away. That was what Josh often did as a boy. It was not uncommon for sexualized children to do so. He stomach ached and he felt a tightness in his chest. He fought the urge to climb into the shower with Zack and join him in cleansing the sin from his body. Instead, he took a deep breath and returned to the living room.

Thad was laying Josh and Zack’s discarded clothes on a chair. Josh picked up Zack’s grocery sack and his cut-offs and tee-shirt and carried them to the bathroom. He returned and Thad was sitting on the couch, his leather bag on one side of him. He patted the cushion on the other side and softly said, “Sit. Let’s talk.”

Josh sat down and Thad put his arms around him.

“My sweet, Joshy,” Thad whispered. “Sweet boy. You’ve always been so strong and yet, so fragile.”

He caressed the young man’s face and Josh closed his eyes. He lay his head on Thad’s shoulder.

“Talk to me, Joshy. What happened?”

Josh swallowed and said, “It’s the same old thing, Thaddy. I just... sometimes, I wonder if I could be different. I wonder if I could be... normal.”

“What were you doing when it happened this time?”

Josh nuzzled his face into Thad’s throat and said softly, “I lost control, Thad. I lost control. I was fucking Zack and he was getting into it so. He was... he was a wild boy, Thad. He is most definitely one of us. He’s lost. He’s one of us and... I got into it so that I completely lost control.”

“Did you hurt him?”

Josh shook his head and replied, “No, but... I never lose control.”

“Except with me. You know you can always lose control with me and you’ll be safe.”

“I know, but this was the first time with Zack and... it was unforgivable, but I let my emotions get the best of me and my lust...”

“He’s that beautiful? He’s that... attractive?”

Josh breathed deeply the scent of the man holding him and his cock returned to its earlier tumescence. Thad kissed Josh’s forehead and cheek.

“Zack is the one. Zack is The Boy. He’s everything anyone in our... world would want. He’s intelligent. He’s beautiful. He’s sweet and good. He’s not spoiled or a manipulator or... He’s good... and he’s the most wildly sexual person I know next to you and me.”

Josh’s arm lay across Thad’s lap and he felt the man’s erection grow in his slacks. It enflamed his lust, though he continued to lay against Thad without acting on it.

“Joshy, your old shame continues to haunt you. You know that you are who you are. That will never change. You are who you are and you will never find peace until you fully accept who you are. You are a sexual man, Josh. You love sex. You live for sex. Yes, you can be more than just a sexual person. You write. You model. You're multi-dimensional, Josh, and you succeed in any endeavor you pursue because you are smart and creative and dedicated and motivated. But above all else, Joshy, my sweet Joshy-boy, my sweet and beautiful boy whom I’ve loved for almost fourteen glorious years, you are a sexual person. Sex is what you do. Sex is what you need. Sex is what you crave and that will never change, Joshy. And you won’t find peace until you accept that. Sex is your life, Joshy. Sex is. Sex.”

Thad held Josh’s face and looked into his eyes.

“Who am I, Josh?”

“You’re my Thad.”

“And?”

“You’re my center. You’re my guide. You’re my Thad.”

“Yes, I am. I’m the one you come to when no one else can give you what you need. I can always give you what you need, Joshy. I’ve always been there. I rescued you from Oklahoma. I brought you to New York. I introduced you to yourself. I’m your Thad. I’m your center, your guide, your Thad. And you are my Joshy.”

He kissed Josh gently on the lips and the young man lay his head on Thad’s shoulder again. Thad held him, gently caressing Josh’s bare shoulder as he looked past him toward the hallway. Zack was standing there, barefoot, wearing a pair of khaki shorts and a green Gordon Bentley knit shirt. Their eyes met and held as Thad held Josh. A smile, confident and strong, came over his face and a rise began to grow in the front of Zack’s shorts as his face became flushed. Neither spoke. They simply looked into each other’s eyes as Zack became increasing flushed... and horny.

After a minute, Thad spoke softly into Josh’s ear, loud enough for Zack to hear, “Joshy-Girl, why don’t you introduce me to our new star.”

Josh slowly raised his head and looked back over his shoulder to see Zack standing there dressed, the tent prominent in the front of his shorts. The young man took a deep breath and nodded.

“Come here, Zacky,” he said with a sad smile.

Zack walked toward them and stood slightly to Josh’s side. His hands were nervously clenched as Thad watched him. The boy took a deep breath and extended his hand before Josh could introduce him and introduced himself.

“I’m Zack Hunter, from Austin. Josh is taking charge of me from my mom. He says I’m going to go to work for you. I hope I can. I think you’ll like me. I’m really good and I really want to do a good job.”

Thad extended his hand and pulled the boy closer to him.

“Zack, it’s a thrill to meet you. Josh has been waxing poetic about you. You seem to have made quite an impression on him.”

Zack smiled and looked at Josh as he said, “Josh is saving my life. If he hadn’t agreed to take me, I think I might have killed myself. I love him.”

Thad smiled and nodded. “We all love Joshy. He’s sweet and beautiful and... well, he’s one hell of a fuck! Isn’t he?”

Zack giggled and nodded. Thad winked at him and turned to Josh.

“Why don’t you shower and dress, Joshy-Girl. We’re going to grab a bite and then we’re going to Gordon Bentley to get Zack fitted out with a complete wardrobe.”

Zack’s eyes grew wide and Josh raised an eyebrow. Thad grinned and said, “I called Gordon on my way over here.”

“You called Gordon Bentley? Himself? Not the store? Him?” Josh exclaimed with astonishment. “How the hell did you know his number?”

“Joshy,” the man replied with an indulgent grin, “I’m Thad. I have Gordon on speed-dial. Anyway, Zacky will be accompanying you on your weekend in the Hamptons. Gordon is quite eager to assist with Zacky’s training.”

“Really?” both Josh and Zack exclaimed.

Thad nodded and said, “He wants to assist with Zack’s fashion sense and help him learn the finer points of dining, high society, etc.”

He looked at Zack and said, “You’re a very fortunate young man. You’re going to learn the fine points of sex from the master, Josh, and the fine points of high society from that master, Gordon Bentley. You will be the star of La Famille. Truly. Zack, you are going places.”

Zack looked at both men with wide eyes and smiled broadly. His eyes grew moist and he said, “I can’t believe this. Man, last night I wanted to die and now...”

Josh took a deep breath and exhaled. In a flat voice, he said, “You’re very lucky, Zacky. Life could be very difficult for you, but we’re going to make it much easier for you now.”

“Oh,” Thad interjected as he looked back at Josh. “Eric Wyndham called to confirm your date Thursday night and I mentioned our little star and he’s eager to participate in his training, as well. You don’t mind if Zack accompanies you Thursday, do you?”

“Um, well, no,” Josh replied with reluctance, though the thought of Josh with the famous ballet dancer was intensely exciting. “Of course, not. That would be great. Eric’s a beautiful man.”

Thad looked back at Zack and said, “Eric Wyndham is a ballet dancer with his father’s company, the Wyndham Ballet. You will be absolutely enthralled with him. He has the perfect body and is the most imaginative sexual partner. He is absolutely amazing in bed. Josh can tell you.”

“Um, do you think, I mean,” Zack said uncertainly, “will I be ready to do it with him Thursday?”

“Oh, of course. I’ll take you to bed tonight and see how you do and we’ll train and have fun and then we have all day tomorrow and tomorrow evening, you’ll meet Marcel and show him what you have and get his pointers. Don’t worry. Eric and Gordon both know you’re learning your way. You’ll be ready to solo in a week or two. The point, Zack, is to have fun. This is sex, baby. It’s fun. It feels good, and you’re going to go to exotic places and meet fascinating people and eat the best food and wear the finest clothes and... Josh can tell you. It’s Heaven. And you’re going to have all the sex you could possibly want. Doesn’t that sound just like the hottest thing you can imagine?”

“Yeah,” Josh replied with a ragged quality to his voice, apparently recovered from his earlier trauma.

Thad wrapped his hand around Josh’s erection and said, “Now, why don’t you go get ready and we’ll go eat.”

Josh nodded and rose from the couch. He paused and smiled at Zack before leaning down and taking his face in his hands. He kissed the boy’s lips and said, “I love you, Zacky. I want to make sure you’re happy, sweetie. Are you?”

Zack smiled and nodded.

Josh winked and said, “Good. Go get to know Thad.”

He looked at the man, though it seemed to Zack that Josh wasn’t completely enthused about leaving him alone with Thad. However, Josh turned and strode out of the room.

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 Zack had heard the voices from the living room as he emerged from the shower. He felt anxiety. He had caused Josh to feel badly and now he was to meet the man who ran the service for which Josh worked, the man who had brought Josh to New York, the man who had made Josh what he was, the man who seemed to have a hold over Josh. Josh was so strong and intelligent and cool. A man who could have a hold over someone as wonderful and strong and sexy as Josh had to be someone even stronger and smarter and cooler.

Zack hurried with drying himself off and reached into the sack Josh had brought in for his clothes. He withdrew underwear and a pair of khaki shorts with a green Gordon Bentley knit shirt. He started to put the underwear on and then stopped. A nasty thought occurred to him. Perhaps, if he was going to be a boy who had sex with men for money, he should be as sexy as he could be in front of the man who would be his boss, the man who had a hold on Josh. Maybe, he would have a hold on Zack.

The thought that someone could have that kind of control over him strangely made his little penis begin to swell. To be in the control of someone else was... frightening; exciting, yes, but frightening nonetheless. His penis slowly swelled. He set the briefs back in the sack and slipped the khaki shorts on before pulling the green knit shirt on. He used Josh's blow-dryer on his hair, and then padded barefoot into the bedroom. He slipped his feet into his sandals and stepped carefully out of the room and the few feet down the hall to the entrance to the living room.

The couch ran perpendicular between the huge picture window looking out across the Upper East Side toward Central Park and where Zack stood. Josh sat on the couch, his back to Zack, embraced by a handsome, a stunningly handsome man in his late twenties with reddish blond hair, blonder than Josh's more red. He wore nice slacks and a nice shirt and as Zack appeared, his blue-green eyes looked up at him. He made no sign to Josh that he was looking at Zack. He simply smiled at the boy, a confident, knowing smile that seemed to say, I'm God and you are about to bow before me.

Zack felt the air sucked from his lungs. He felt powerless before the man. His face was strong and sculpted. He looked like a statue of a heroic figure, yet he was definitely a man. This was the man who had such a hold over Josh. This was the man who had taught Josh everything he knew about sex. This man... made Zack hard. He felt his little penis grow and stiffen in his shorts and the boy made no attempt to hide it. He wanted Thad to see it, to know the effect he was having on the boy, to know that Zack knew he was powerful and that the boy would gladly submit to him.

Thad was caressing Josh, holding him, whispering to him as a man would to a little boy, and Josh was submitting as if he were a little boy. His strong and powerful and wise and sexy Josh was melting against the man as if he were a little boy!

Thad told Josh that Zack was standing there. The boy approached and introduced himself. He wanted to be strong and confident and to make a good impression on Thad, yet when the man took his hand, all Zack wanted to do was to melt into him as well, just as Josh was doing. When Thad took his hand, Zack felt an electric charge explode through his body and make his dick throb madly within his shorts.

Zack was in a daze as he learned that he would be accompanying Josh on an assignment with a great ballet dancer and over a weekend with one of the great fashion designers of the world. When Josh rose to take a shower, he was fully erect. Zack understood the feeling! Thad was... yeah.

Alone with the man, Zack felt the need to impress him.

“Dad took me to see the Wyndham Ballet when they came to Austin a couple of years ago,” he said softly.

“Did he? They were magnificent, weren't they?” Thad replied with a confident smile.

His voice was not deep. It was rather high for a man, but it was so clear and almost like someone singing. Zack felt increasingly aroused and excited by the man. He smiled and nodded.

“Dad says that male dancers are the most beautiful creatures on earth—next to boys.”

Thad laughed and nodded, his eyes twinkling with mirth. “Yes,” he replied. “Your father is absolutely right.”

Zack felt a sudden embarrassment and softly said, still unable to look away from the almost hypnotic man, “Actually, I keep forgetting that Dad died a couple of weeks ago. I still talk about him like he's still alive.”

“Oh, Zack! I'm so sorry!” Thad exclaimed. He held his arms out and said, “Come here, sweetheart!”

Almost gratefully, the boy hurried to Thad. He crawled up on the man's legs with a knee on either side as Thad pulled him to him. The man wrapped his arms tightly around the boy and Zack lay his head on Thad's shoulder, just as Josh had earlier.

“I'm so very sorry for you, sweetie,” the man whispered softly into his ear, “I'm so sorry, You poor thing. It's so hard to lose someone you love so deeply. I only hope Josh and I can help you through this. We'll be strong for you, Zacky. We'll be strong for you.”

Zack couldn't say anything. He was overwhelmed with emotion. He desperately clutched Thad. He hadn't done this with Josh. He loved Josh, but he hadn't felt this need, this comfort with Josh. For some reason, with Thad it was like he was enveloped in the cloak of love and security and he knew now why Josh was in his control. Zack would gladly be in his control!

Thad caressed his cheek as he kissed the said of Zack's head.

“Sweet boy,” the man whispered. “What about your mother?”

“She's the one who gave me to y'all. She never wanted me. She left us when I was four,” Zack replied softly, wanting Thad to feel sorry for him, wanting his sympathy and love. Without realizing it, he had slipped into a more Texan accent that he normally spoke with. “She never wanted me. She hates me. She knew Josh worked for y'all and she thought it would be a good way to get rid of me. She doesn't love me.”

Thad kissed his cheek and said softly, “Well, sweet Zacky, you never have to feel alone again. Our service is called La Famille and that's because we are a family. Boys who have no family or anywhere to go, we take you. We give you a home and love and family. And, you get to have a lot of really hot sex, too.”

Zack giggled and Thad pulled him out a bit. He grinned into the boy's face and asked, “Does this sound like something you would like?””

Zack smiled beatifically and nodded. Thad smiled and brought the boy's lips to his. They kissed on the lips for several seconds, Zack feeling his dick throbbing madly in his shorts as he felt himself falling madly in love with the man.

Thad pulled away and smiled as he said, “Welcome to the family, Zacky.”

“Thank you!” the boy replied in a sweet, very boyish voice. For some reason, he felt that Thad would like him to be as boyish as he could be, as young as he could be. He wanted to be a little boy for Thad. He wanted Thad to love him.

“Joshy thinks you're the best boy he's ever been with,” Thad said softly. “He says you're a very, very sexy boy. Are you, Zacky? Are you a very sexy boy?”

Zack blushed deeply and grinned as he nodded. “Dad and I used to do it all the time. I mean, all the time. He taught me everything. I love sex. Have you read Josh's book?”

“The first one?” Thad asked. “The Different?”

Zack nodded and Thad said, “Yes. It's a very painful book. I think Josh was very confused when he wrote it, but it's very eloquent in exploring the confusion some boys feel when they have sex with men, the shame many boys feel when they feel as sexual, as intensely sexual as Josh did and does.”

“I thought it was the best book I ever read,” Zack declared. “It was like he was writing it just to me. I understood what he was saying. Josh understands what it's like to be super-sexy. I'm crazy horny all the time and he understands.”

“I do, too. Josh and I are just alike and I guess you're one of us. He says you are. The three of us are one of a kind. I'm like Joshy-Girl's big brother. You're like his little brother. We'll be brothers together. How does that sound?”

“It's sounds great,” Zack replied happily.

Thad pulled him tightly to him and whispered in his ear, “So, you like sex, Little Bro?”

Zack nodded and said, “I love it.”

“You like getting all hard and stiff and boning up?”

Zack giggled and nodded. “I love getting boners.”

“Yeah. Me, too. I go around sporting wood all the time,” Thad said softly in Zack's ear.

The boy knew that Thad was trying to get him excited, talking sexy that way, and he was loving it. He was feeling outrageously horny with the sexy man. He loved lying against him in this way. He loved feeling the man's body against him, the man's arms around him, Thad's strength. Yeah, his warmth, his body, his strength.

“You're gonna love training with us, Zacky,” Thad whispered into his ear. “We make sure everything for our boys is fun. We want you all to be happy and have fun. Josh and I will make sure you have all the fun you can have. Does that sound great?”

“Yeah,” Zack breathed. “It sounds great.”

“Now, I want to help you avoid the shame Joshy sometimes feels. Sex isn't something to be ashamed of. Sex is wonderful. It's a gift and you and Joshy and I are blessed with this marvelous, wondrous gift that we just absolutely love sex. You and I have to help Joshy get over this thing he's got because most of the time, he just loves sex, too. But, sometimes, he feels guilty for going too far. I think that's what happened earlier with you. But, there wasn't anything wrong with what you two did, was there?”

Zack shook his head, his penis throbbing.

“What you and Josh did was fantastic, wasn't it?”

“It was so good,” Zack breathed, gazing into Thad's hypnotic eyes.

“It was the best thing you had ever felt, wasn't it?”

“Oh, yeah, and I want to do it again! Right now!”

Thad chuckled and said, “We will, sexy boy. Later. Now, you be sure to listen to everything Josh says because Josh is the best. Everyone knows Josh is the best and he knows exactly how to drive a guy insane. He can make dead men cum.”

Zack giggled and said, “Josh says I'm sexy enough to give a dead man a boner!”

Thad chuckled and said, “You are! You mostly definitely are, with those blue yes and that alabaster skin and that gorgeous black hair. My God, Zacky, you're beautiful.”

He kissed the boy's ear and whispered, “So beautiful. So sexy.”

He kissed him again and whispered, “Josh is your boss when you're training and probably after, so when Josh says no to you, when he tells you not to do something, but you really, really, really want to do it, you come to me, because I'm the only person who can say yes when Josh says no. Do you understand?”

Zack nodded and Thad whispered, “I understand that sometimes, guys have certain needs, certain desires that they would never tell anyone else, but they need to do them. I know that, so when you want to do something that Josh won't go along with because he's concerned for you or some reason like that, you come to me. Sometimes, I'll let you do it. Sometimes you and I can do it. We can do those things that are so naughty, so nasty that even Josh won't do them. Do you understand?”

Zack felt a wave of the most extreme horniness sweep over him. He could barely breathe as he silently nodded.

“Joshy doesn't usually like to do drugs when he's having sex. He'll do them if the job requires it. You know, sometimes you need a stiffy pill if you're with someone who isn't that hot or if you've been doing it for hours and you're just getting worn out. Sometimes, getting high with pot helps. It's fun. It's lots of fun, but we have to be careful with drugs because sometimes you loose control with a client. But, I want you to know Zacky, if you ever want to totally lose control, if you want to totally push the envelope and go somewhere you've never been, if you want to do something really super out there and you don't think Josh will go for it or you don't want Josh to know you feel that way... you come to Thaddy. I know what it's like to have those feelings way deep inside that you would never share with anyone else. I know. And when you need to break the rules so bad that you think you can't live without doing it, you come to me. You understand? And, I'll help you. You can break the rules with me.”

Zack nodded and Thad whispered, “Look at me, Zacky.”

Zack lifted his head and looked into Thad's eyes. The man's stare was so... exciting, sexy, commanding. It was like he was taking over Zack's mind.

“If you ever need to do something no one else would approve of, something so out there you could never tell anyone, you come to me. If you need to break the rules, you come to me. Okay? I'm the boss. I'm in charge. I'm the one. Okay?”

Zack nodded solemnly, feeling so alive and sexual at that moment that he could almost cum.

“Zacky Sweetie,” Thad breathed with his eyes growing intense. “I'm going to make love to you tonight. I'm going to have sex with you tonight. All night. Does that sound hot?”

Zack's face was flushed. He couldn't breathe as he silently nodded.

Thad's eyes dropped to the front of Zack's shorts and he saw the throbbing, pulsing tent in the front. Zack wanted to pull it out and show it to Thad. The man whispered, “Beautiful.”

Zack reached down and slowly pulled the zipper down. Slowly, he pulled the fly open and his rigid boy boner popped out and stood stiffly vertical, jerking with the boy's heartbeat.

Thad silently looked at it for almost a minute as Zack looked down, as well, and up at the man's downcast eyes. Finally, Thad looked up and whispered, “You want to break the rules tonight, Zacky?”

Silently, slowly, the boy nodded.

“What do you want to do?” Thad slowly whispered.

Zack took a deep breath. He knew what he wanted to do, but he couldn't say it. Instead, he whispered, “What do you want to do?”

A slow smile of triumph came over Thad's face. “I have a few ideas. Do you trust me?”

Zack could barely nod, his heart was beating so fast as he barely breathe.

“Then, I'll take charge tonight. You'll have to do whatever I say. Will you?”

Zack nodded.

“My sweet Zacky. You'll be my new Joshy. You'll be who I go to when I can't do something with Joshy. And I'll be who you go to when you can't do something with Josh.”

He leaned forward and softly whispered, softer than before, so soft that Zack could only barely hear him, “You and I will have our secret relationship. We'll be bros with Josh, but we'll have a secret, deeper relationship beyond what we both have with Josh.”

He pulled back and looked into Zack's eyes. He looked intently, intensely, deeply into Zack's eyes and at that moment, the boy would have done anything, absolutely anything Thad had told him.

He loved Thad.

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