Date: Mon, 7 Oct 2013 14:15:29 -0700
From: Trevor Johnson <supertev699@hotmail.com>
Subject: Living in a lie Chapter 27

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

LIVING IN A LIE

Written by Trevor Johnson

Editor Richie

Please note this story contains boy-to-boy sexual activity and if you do
not enjoy this kind of story read no further.  This story is completely
fiction and any resemblance to anyone living or dead is wholly
coincidental.  This story may not be published or reprinted, without the
express permission of the author.

The fire chief agreed with Ben and Chris that they couldn't save the barn
and the hay bales inside but he ordered his crews to use hoses on the house
and surrounding buildings. Damien and the boys along with several of the
older guys arrived to help.  While not much livestock was on the farm they
moved tractors and farm implements along with some chickens to safety.

Clive came racing up from town asking about his security guy and a search
began to try and find him. Finally he was located close to the burning
building lying in a pool of blood...

It was obvious that the guard had been brutally murdered. He had been
bashed about the head by a heavy weapon and his skull was caved in. Very
quickly the crime scene investigation squad were on the site which was
taped off. Damien, Bentley and several others were on the scene and Clive
was very distraught and upset.

Damien asked him why only one man on duty, "His partner called in sick and
a replacement was on his way out from the town but of course was too late."
Clive told him. The detective in charge of the investigation began to
question everyone while the coroner arrived to remove the body as soon as
the CSI people had finished.

The dead security guard, was Anthony Jenkinson aged twenty six, married
with one small child only eighteen months old. He had been working for
Clive since he started the business and was one of the most responsible and
trustworthy guys on the payroll.

Clive had to be consoled by Jennifer as he was in such a bad way.  A doctor
was called to give him a sedative and Jennifer took him home. To say the
whole region was shocked would be an understatement.  They turned up by the
hundreds to lay flowers at the murder site while his widow was being looked
after by those in town. The local and national media condemned the arson
and murder.  One national television station on its news broadcast said,
"Enough is enough, this project should be left on its own to continue the
good work it is doing."

Jordon, Geoff and Damien were interviewed by the media all next day and it
was later in the day that the detective in charge of the investigation
arrived to tell them that a Neo Nazi group from Toronto was claiming
responsibility, fully intending to wipe out all gays and gay lovers.

This group had cells all over the world and were well organized and
determined to further their cause. While he didn't think they would strike
again in the same place so soon he urged everyone to be on their guard and
report any strangers in the area.

George pointed out that while it was nothing compared to the murder of the
guard but they had lost a whole winter's supply of hay and their buying
would have to be curtailed for a few months because they might have to buy
hay if the winter is severe. While the police investigation was going on
road blocks had been set up all around the surrounding area and every
vehicle stopped and searched.

The media kept up its campaign against anyone coming down on the farm
project and support locally was continuing to grow. Almost overnight Jordan
and Geoff were becoming seasoned media personalities appearing on news
broadcasts throughout Canada and North America. Donations began to pour in
and they soon had enough cash on hand to replace the barn and the hay that
was stored in it.

Work also continued on the new dormitory block and it was coming close to
completion. The publicity also brought forth more and more applications
from parents and organizations seeking to place young abused boys in the
project.  There were far more applications than spaces available but Jordan
and Geoff insisted that they stick to their policy of not turning anyone
away.

They were particularly touched by one letter they received from
grandparents of a twelve year old Alberta based boy whose parents were very
cruel to him when they caught him with another boy's dick up his ass and
found that he was enjoying every minute of it. They tried to beat his
homosexuality out of him so his grandparents applied for custody and it was
granted with the parents offering no objection, just being happy to get rid
of him.

They wrote to Jordan explaining that they were not getting any younger and
would like to see Samuel their grandson placed in a project were he can
learn a trade and also grow up with people in similar situations to
him. They had money and were willing to contribute towards his keep plus
they both made wills making all their money and possessions including a
large home available to the project.

Jordan, Geoff, Damien and Jennifer agreed that they should be invited to
come along and see the whole setup before they make a final decision. When
they arrived Jordan could see right away that this couple was well advanced
in years while young Samuel was the cutest blondest young guy they had ever
set eyes on. Quite tall for his age.  At five foot eight and growing he was
handsome to a point that every boy who met him felt a twitching in their
pants.

His smile would melt the hardiest soul and his tight pants left nothing to
the imagination regarding the size of his appendage. As Geoff whispered to
Jordan when they first met him, "Boy is he fucking hung."

"Down boy." Jordan told his lover with a laugh as they began to show him
and his grandparents around the farm. He was immediately accepted and while
Damien insisted that they didn't have to pay anything towards his upkeep
they insisted in giving him a cheque for a substantial amount telling them
to look upon it as a donation to the cause if it made everyone feel better.

When the time came for them to leave all three shed tears. Jordan and Geoff
consoled Samuel and also extended an invitation for his grandparents to
come and visit anytime they wanted to and even stay over for a few days or
even longer if they wished.

Until the new block was finished Samuel was asked if he didn't mind sharing
with three other guys in the house trailer they kept for emergency
accommodation. He had no problem with that and soon settled down into the
farm routine opting to work in and learn the bakery business.

Security was still very tight and no one was allowed to go anywhere on the
property alone. In fact Clive preferred they went in no less than groups of
four or more and they were all issued two way radio's linked to security
headquarters so they could summon help at any time.

One day one of the television stations called up Jordan asking if he had an
official name for the whole project. Jordan thought about this but didn't
have an immediate answer. Way back it was going to be called the Jordan
Foster project but he didn't like that very much saying that not all the
praise should come his way.

That evening over dinner Jordan raised the subject and the names came in
thick and fast but none really suitable, especially one from a cheeky
bugger who yelled out from the back "Jordan's fuck club". Once the laughter
had died down they got a bit more serious. After many names had been
suggested the boys themselves insisted that they stick to the original
calling it the, `Jordan and Geoff Foster's farm project for abused gay
boys' with Jordan and Geoff's farm being the shortened version.

While both boys protested a show of hands proved that everyone else thought
it was a great name. Next morning having worked most of the night half a
dozen of the boys erected a sign over the front gate saying just that, with
a big welcome sign underneath.

Both Jordan and Geoff were overcome with emotion when they were taken out
to view the sign with both of them feeling humbled and honoured.  All this
time Trent had been sleeping in their room and all too soon it was time for
the trial of Domingo Gonzalez, the new security guard who tried to rape the
young lad. Just as they were getting ready to leave the district attorney
called to say Trent wouldn't be needed today but to be at the courthouse by
nine the next morning. They were given instructions on how to get to the
rear entrance so he wouldn't be mobbed by the media.

With all the good publicity the farm was getting following the murder it
didn't look too good for Domingo, but as the district attorney pointed out
we have witnesses who saw him running away but what actually occurred is
more of a he said he said situation.  However don't worry, we will do
everything in our power to secure a conviction.

Trent was shaking like a leaf as he was shown into a small room with just a
chair and a table set up in front of a camera.  Another chair and stand was
set up for the court reporter who would be the only other person in the
room. The two boys were allowed to stay with him until it was time for him
to give evidence and they did the best they could to calm him down and stop
him from shaking.

Meanwhile in the court Clive had already given evidence regarding his
employment and managed to sneak in the fact that he lied and had false
references which Clive was in the process of checking when the alleged
assault occurred.

The doctor also gave evidence regarding the injuries and also the state of
shock Trent was in following the attack. A couple of the other boys
identified Domingo as the person they saw running away from the scene. Then
it was Trent's turn to give evidence.

As a last ditch attempt the defence lawyer tried to have Trent appear in
person in the witness box but the judge said that he had already ruled on
that and it would stick. Once he was sworn in the prosecution lawyer gently
led Trent through everything that had happened on that night. How he was
taken by force from his room after being gagged so no one would hear his
screams and how he was dragged behind the barn, "In your own words Trent
could you describe what happened after that. Take your time and don't worry
no one can hurt you now."

This brought forth a protest from the defence which the judge agreed with
and while the last sentence was withdrawn it was obvious the jury had got
the idea in their minds. "I was thrown to the ground and my pants were
ripped off me."  Trent said in a trembling voice. Gently prompting him to
continue he then said.  "I then felt some one big and smelly lying on top
of me."

"And did this person say anything to you?"

"Yes, he said I had to keep my mouth shut and he swore while he said that
using the f words quite a few times. Then he said I know you like this
otherwise you wouldn't be here."

"What happened next?"

"He, he, started to push his well, you know his dick inside me and it hurt
real bad." Trent began to quietly cry and it was obvious that he was
becoming very distressed. The judge ordered a thirty minute recess granting
Jordan and Geoff permission to go to Trent and calm him down.

Armed with sodas and hotdogs Jordan and Geoff took Trent in their arms as
he continued to sob his heart out. He gradually calmed down and they got
him to drink and eat something while both devoured their hotdogs being they
were all starving.

The judge sent his bailiff in to see if Trent was ok to continue and he
nodded his head saying he wanted it over and done with as soon as
possible. Once they were all reassembled the prosecution asked him what
happened next, going over what he had said before the break, "He stopped
because he heard someone coming and then he ran off after pushing my face
into the dirt telling me not to say anything or I would be dead."

"And can you identify this man?"

"Yes he spoke with a strong Mexican accent and smelt of Mexican food."

"Now because you are unable to identify the man in court in an envelope on
the table are four pictures of men who are Mexican in appearance. Now Trent
I would like you to look at these pictures and if you recognize one of them
as the man who attacked you to hold it up to the camera. Do you understand
all that?"

Trent nodded and without hesitation he picked out Domingo showing it to the
camera, "Let it be placed on record that the witness picked out the picture
of the accused sitting in the dock."

It was now the defence turn to question him and everyone at the time
thought that he had already thrown in the towel because the only question
he asked was how sure he was that it was the accused and not anybody else,
"After all there are a lot of Mexicans working on farms in that region."

"It was him because he had been following me and watching me all day and he
smelt sweaty and dirty." Trent explained and the defence surprised everyone
by saying no more questions.

Jordan and Geoff took Trent back out to the waiting car and took him
home. He was still trembling but the further away they got from the
courthouse the calmer he became.

Meanwhile back in the court the prosecution began its jury summation
followed by the defence lawyer who didn't say very much at all.  Then the
jury went away to consider their verdict. Less than thirty minutes later
they were back with a guilty verdict which brought cheers and applause from
the public gallery. After restoring order the judge was scathing in his
remarks regarding how this man had taken advantage of a poor innocent boy
already traumatised from previous assaults.

It was then made clear to the court that Domingo had three previous
convictions for similar charges and was already on probation. The judge had
no problem sentencing him to ten years hard labour with no chance of
parole.

Trent cried once again when he was told the news but this time they were
tears of happiness that he will never ever see that evil man again. Jordan
then talked Trent into sharing a room with another boy of the same age
because he said he didn't think he was ready for his own room just yet.

Miles and Keith were on Skype as soon as they heard about the murder and
the fire and Jordan explained in detail what happened.  Both of them were
upset and told the boys they hadn't mentioned it to Jeremy because he would
be really upset.

Miles then went on to explain, "Jeremy wants us to open a similar facility
here in Texas but we're not sure if that's a good idea or not. For a start
the area we live in is very homophobic and we don't have a farm or anything
to get us going like you did Jordan. While in theory the idea sounds good
it has a lot more problems."

Jordan agreed that it might not work in Texas as well as it has in Canada
and maybe Jeremy should be sat down and all this explained to him. ...

To be continued.

Writer's corner.

Firstly, my apologies for the delay between chapters but I have been in
hospital for a while and now have to lie on my back on my bed for hours on
end as I slowly recover (on my own damn it). Those of you who contacted me
wanting to know what was wrong I thank you for your get well wishes.

Secondly, apology again for the short chapter. I intend to try and write
three short chapters for each of my stories to keep them alive until I can
catch up.

Now to the story which had a lot happening with arson, murder and a court
case. It is good that the media are taking the side of the farm project and
public sympathy for the guys is on the increase. Anyway I will leave it
there because typing lying on your back isn't easy.

As always please let me know what you think of this and all my stories.

Hugs Trevor

Supertev699@hotmail.com

Editors corner,

Welcome back Trevor.  I know I am thankful you are now out of the hospital
and on the mend even if it is slow.  Get well my friend.

I sure hope they capture the bastards that set the barn on fire and killed
that poor guard. While Trevor gives me no insight into where the story is
going I am thinking that the original guard who called in sick knew that
the attack was going to happen.  Just my thoughts.

Now, I would have loved to have seen Domingo's face when Trent picked his
picture out and Trent told the defence lawyer that he was certain of who it
was.  I am thrilled that now maybe Trent can begin to start having a life
again.  I cannot imagine the terror this poor boy had to endure.  Glad the
judge gave him a sentence with no chance of parole.  Maybe with luck he
will get to hook up with Big Bubba and his friends.  Now that would be
justice (I know I am mean).

I know Miles and Keith would love to start a program in Texas as Jeremy
suggested but Texas is not Canada.  Lots of homophobes and hate mongers
here (I know as I live there).

Anyway, great to see this story to continue on and all I can say is "Get
Well Trevor my friend".

Richie