David

Samurai, Inc.

(= Arkansas Vacation, Chapters 20-21)

Chapter 5
The Movie

Part 1

This episode combines the casts of the Arkansas Vacation series with Samurai Inc.
Author's Note: This episode guest stars modelled after Adam Cutler and Harley Joel Oswald. Adam is a great singer and Harley is a great actor in my humble opinion. Both boys are not gay, and this story doesn't mean that they are. This story is to be a crossover into another title, 'Arkansas Vacation. I have the blessing of Sid Gittler, who is the creator of that particular series. I suggest everyone read it and his other works, very great stuff. On with the show!!

After setting the phone back down, I leaned back in my chair. We had just landed an assignment that very well could be the mother of all assignments. We were to escort and protect two 12 year old celebrities to Arkansas, to a town called Peckertown. I had heard quite a bit about the changes in Arkansas, seen the Time and People magazine articles about Peckertown among others. But never had the opportunity to go there and see for myself. Now it was going to happen, and I didn't know how to handle this situation at all. If the word got out, every boy in that town would try anything to bed down these two guys. This called for some real planning. I called the two guys down into the workroom, the nerve center of Samurai Inc. I briefed them on the situation.

"Shit," Sammo swore softly.

"No kidding," Shiro nodded. "This gonna be no Sunday picnic."

That had to be an understatement. We needed a plan, and needed it quick. Can't rely on any help from my chain of friends that I had set up long ago in the event that I needed help when the fertilizer hit the grinder. Retired Navy Seals never really retire. There is a very organized group of Seals who have left the service and have set up their own little organization to help other Seals in time of need when they can't go through the official chain of command to get what they need. Oftentimes the official chain of command reacts very slowly. If you needed some intel fast, you have to hope it's still good enough by the time it got back to you. The organization of retired Seals can get intel and items to you much faster than the official chain can. No lie. This is solid fact. However, I felt that this was the one time I felt justified in leaving them out of the loop.

After much discussion, it was decided that Shiro would go there first and secure a rental house, cars, and scout the town out completely. Knowing that Shiro likes to thoroughly research anything, I felt that this would definitely challenge those abilities. Shiro agreed to the plan and sat down at the computer and started getting flight information, house and car rental information. I mentally crossed my fingers, toes, and my nuts (right over left for the serious shit, left one over right when the truly unexpected happens), and prayed. Shiro sat at the computer till one in the morning, assembling a huge stack of research for our-eyes-only. Sammo and I would read it after he left on his flight. Aaron Cutler and Harley Joel Oswald's respective bodyguards would escort them to our place at 1400 and 1500 hours respectably. We definitely had a busy day ahead of us. I left the boys in the workroom and went to bed. I had the feeling that this was probably the last peace and quiet I was gonna get for a while.

Shiro's War Journal

Settling into my seat after the plane leveled off at thirty-two thousand feet [10,000 meter], I reached for the airline magazine. Flipping through it, I felt like I was 007 James Bond off on a mission. Truth to tell, I was on a mission, and if things went well it would succeed. We've had a lot of small successes, but never a major one. This definitely would break new ground for us. Once again I went over the plan I carried in my head. That's one thing I had picked up from my father, to always go over the plan several times, or more, until you had the sequence of planned events down cold. Of course there's always Mr. Fucking Murphy, but I had him factored in well this time. I must have dozed off, because the seatbelt chime sounded. I looked at my watch. Shit, had three hours gone by already? I had seventy-five minutes to find my way around Dallas-Fort Worth Airport to my connecting flight to Little Rock. I sat up and looked around. Everything looked normal. Setting the seat back to 'it's upright position,' I felt refreshed after that nap. Now I would be running on all cylinders for the rest of the day.

A steward came over and bent over. "Excuse me Sir, is anybody meeting you?"

I almost laughed, but he was just doing his job. Besides, he was cute.

"No, I've just got to find the gate for the Little Rock flight."

A grimace flitted across his face.

"My uncle will meet me there," I added.

He smiled, checked his pad. "Turn left and go two gates on the same side. You won't have any problems."

"Thanks." I gave him my best smile.

After locating the gate I walked down a little bit and found a fast food place and got some decent food into me.

The plane landed in Little Rock at 3:39 PM local time, just three minutes late. The layover had been as long as the second leg of the flight.

Getting off the plane in Little Rock was no different than getting off the plane back home, with one noticeable difference. There were more boys and girls running around than adults. Lust reared it's head and by the time I got to baggage claims I had envisioned an orgy going in the ticket counters, the security counter, the baggage claim areas (yeah, screwing while riding the baggage carousel sounds real kinky. Might be fun to try!), and the car rental booths. Sammo is constantly telling me I have a dirty mind. He's right, I do!

After renting my car I walked out to the lot and found it. It was a four-door sedan, an older model but that didn't matter. Opening the trunk, I looked around quickly and checked the parking lot. Popping open one of the suitcases, I retrieved a compact Ruger 9mm and made sure it was secure in the holster before I slipped it onto my belt at the small of my back. I had checked the gun laws here, and they too had been lowered. Even so, I had to be extra careful. The third suitcase contained lots of money. That's why I was packing. Getting into the car, I turned on the stereo and searched for a radio station.

"Hey out there, welcome to the next four hours with me, Dangerous Dan. We gonna be spinning some new stuff from Metallica, Powersound, and the super newest from Eric Clapton. So hang out here with me at wboy and we'll take you straight through the noon hour," the boy's voice said.

My eyebrows lifted. They got kids working a radio station? That was news to me. Hum, this was going to be interesting, I thought as I left the airport. How little did I know. Riding down the highway, I enjoyed the music as it played through the car stereo. According to the map, Peckertown was about two hours away from Little Rock. I briefly wondered why there wasn't an airport there. The town probably wasn't zoned for one.

For the next two hours it was just I, the road, and the music. The scenery started changing a little as I got close to Peckertown. I remembered seeing a lake by the town on the map. The first building came into sight as I came over a slight rise. The town looked normal so I kept driving in.

I had pictured sex places every other building as I drove in. To my surprise, it wasn't like that at all. I was feeling hungry, so I pulled into the parking lot of a place called the Tasty Buns. Walking in the place, I caught the smells of good cooking from the kitchen. My brain kicked in and the thought of food had me drooling in no time (Dad always says I get absolutely loony over food. Well, I'm a growing boy, ain't I?) as a barely dressed red head approached me.

"Booth or counter?" he asked.

"Booth please," I replied as he led me into the restaurant.

I watched his ass wiggle beneath the satin short shorts he was wearing. My cock came up quick. I never know who's hungry more, my cock or me. Real frustrating.

"What would you like to drink?" the boy asked as he handed me the menu.

"Budweiser," I said.

He turned to go get it while I started pursuing the menu. Everything looked good on it. I wondered if I could get one of everything on it. In the end I settled on teriyaki steak, salad, potato, and mixed vegetables. That was great steak, but Dad makes better.

"Hey, what's a good place to stay at?" I asked the boy as I paid the bill.

"Well, there's a few good places, but the Jorgenson Inn is the best. Can I call them and see if there is anything available?" the kid grinned.

"Sure, go for it. Thanks," I nodded as I turned to survey the place.

I listened to the boy making his phone call, and then he hung up. After getting the directions, I went back to the car and got back on the freeway towards the hotel. Pulling into the driveway I looked up at the hotel. It stood six stories, the structure resembling the Holiday Inns I had seen in Colorado. This Jorgenson must be pretty rich. Pulling up underneath the portico, I got out and unloaded my suitcases.

"Hi, checking in?" a boy's voice said.

I looked up to see a smiling boy standing in front of me. He stood just as tall as me, wore a bright green Hawaiian shirt, jeans, and boots. He looked cute.

"Yeah. Just got in a while ago. Stopped at the Tasty Buns and they sent me here," I replied, dropping a suitcase on the ground.

"Cool. Glad to have you with us," he said as he placed the suitcases on the cart. "Can I park your car?"

"Sure. Here's the keys. I'll be at the check in desk," I replied, handing the boy my keys.

I watched him drive the car into the parking lot and park it in a slot quick and efficient. I turned to walk in, pulling the cart with me.

"Hi, my name's Tad. Welcome to the Jorgenson Inn," the young boy behind the counter said extending his hand.

I took it and returned the greeting. As I filled out the registration card, I wondered if these boys were working here because they wanted to, or were they being forced to. I couldn't help but remember briefly what I had been forced to do in Denver before meeting Dad. His finding me was the day I had started to live again.

"Mr. Harada? I'm sorry to inform you that the singles are taken up at the moment. Would a suite up on the sixth floor be okay at the same price?" the boy asked, breaking into my thoughts.

I looked up. "Cool, sure. Thanks."

"Good. Brian will take you up so you can settle in," Tad indicated the boy next to me.

I followed Brian into the elevator. We rode up in silence. Getting into the room, I looked around as Brian showed the amenities. I tipped Brian a twenty and he grinned going out the door. So far so good. Going to the briefcase, I dialed up Dad on the secure cell that he had 'borrowed' (read: stolen from some drug lords in South America a few years back. Somebody must be paying the bill. These things are still working) and waited for him to answer.

"Hell Dog Bikes," was the answer.

"Cat House Bedding," I shot back.

"About time you called, son. You all right?" Dad asked.

"I'm cool. Just got settled in at the Jorgenson Inn. This is a nice place," I said. Cash is in the room safe and I've changed the combo."

"As in real nice, or just nice?" Dad asked.

"Real nice. There's more to this town than what came up on the computer. I'm going walkabout tomorrow," I said.

"Okay, but be careful, son. You never know, luvya" Dad said before hanging up.

Dropping the cell on the bed, I decided to go soak in the bathtub and relax. Tomorrow was going to be another long day.

David's War Journal

I hung up the cell after talking to Shiro. I turned towards the kitchen, wondering if there was anything left in the refrigerator. Now I had three savages to deal with. I walked in the kitchen and sighed. The table was a mess, sandwich stuff scattered all over. Aaron, Harley, and Sammo looking up at me.

"Hey, we're growing kids, man!" Harley chirped. Aaron and Sammo lost it, food flying as they laughed their asses off. I sighed again.

"This is gonna be a long month," I sighed as I looked for a bottle of sake.

I heard them cracking up again as I left the kitchen. I sat down at the table in the dinning room and looked over the flight plans for the trip. I had decided on a very early morning flight to cut down on the chances of crazy fans swamping the airport. I was going to talk to Shiro about meeting us at the airport and taking us into Peckertown. I slowly became aware of silence from the kitchen. I learned long ago that when three kids get together and you get silence from the room they are in, it usually means trouble. I usually ended up being the victim as well. I put down my sake and walked into the kitchen. I stood there in shock and watched them eat ice cream out of bowls with their tongues. They were, no doubt about it, total messes.

"When you gents are finished with the feeding frenzy, please clean the kitchen. Then report to me in the back yard," I said after getting their attention.

They nodded agreement; then I went out to the yard. Finding the hose, I sat down in the chair and waited for them. They appeared soon enough.

"What's up?" Aaron asked, looking innocent.

"Oh, just this," I said, bringing up the hose and squirting all three.

They reacted, jumping back. I ordered them to stand still, then turn around one at a time. Once I had them clean, they looked much better.

"Now that I have you three animals cleaned after the feeding frenzy, go hit the lake and have fun. I'll be down in a bit," I said.

They just grinned at me and started following Sammo as he walked down to the lake. He started stripping off his wet clothes and laid them out in the sun. I couldn't help but laugh at Aaron and Harley's expressions as they looked at Sammo's personal gear. Sammo was no slouch in the tube steak department. I know that from experience. I went into the house and got the cell from the desk where I had dropped it and headed down to the lake. There were other clothes scattered on the dock, so I picked them up and spread them out to dry. I dropped four towels on the dock and then stripped down myself. I was no slouch either.

"Woah, way cool!" Aaron said, doing a wolf whistle.

"Come here little boy, and let me show you what you can do with this," I chuckled evilly, wiggling my index finger at him.

He giggled as he got out of the lake and walked over to me. He had a nice one himself, about four [10 cm] soft and uncut. I grinned as he walked over to me. I laid him down on the dock and started to fellate this delightful boy. His eyes bugged out as he watched me go down on him. This he didn't expect at all. It showed interest and started coming up. I pulled a bit of the flesh away and slipped my tongue in-between cock and the loose skin.

"OH MY GOD!" Aaron nearly shot up off the dock.

I had to hold him down so he wouldn't hurt himself. Harley stared at us as Sammo laughed at Aaron's reaction.

"What is he doing?" Harley asked.

Sammo pulled himself out on the dock and helped Harley out and then laid him on his back. Sammo gently wanked Harley's four inches [10 cm]. The boy was cut, the head quickly coming to attention. Sammo sucked Harley's cock into his mouth. Harley whimpered and shut his eyes, as new feelings coursed through his body. Sammo kept going, taking his time. He wanted to do this right, to make Harley feel good. Aaron was enjoying himself. He writhed under me, his hands grabbing at my body. This was a rare pleasure for me. I couldn't recall the last time I had sucked on uncut cock. Well, Aaron's was getting the royal treatment from me. I was gonna make sure he was going to remember this one.

Harley was seeing stars and hearing choirs. Once he had gotten over his initial shock, he decided to just lay back and enjoy this. This was something he'd seen in adult magazines, but never thought it could be done to him. Sammo was making his secret fantasy come true.

"So what if he's a guy. Enjoy it kiddo," a voice said inside Harley's head. He wondered what Aaron was feeling. He hoped he was enjoying it too.

Aaron was. He was shoving his hips against my face like he was trying to fuck my mouth. He was moaning and groaning, banging his heels on the dock, his fists on the back of my shoulders. He suddenly stiffened up, and whined loud. I suddenly got some sweet boy cream in my mouth. I swallowed it and tried to encourage more out of his cock. He gave up two more shots, and then collapsed. I looked over at Harley. He had the goofiest look on his face, and then sighed. I guessed that he had finally cum.

"Like that?" I said to Aaron.

The dreamy smile on his face was answer enough for me. Harley finally sat up looking out of it still. I grinned at Sammo.

"I think they like that relaxation technique," I commented.

He had to laugh at that one. We held the boys in our arms as they relaxed.

"That was so…" Harley started to say.

"Don't try to describe it, Harley. You just can't. Just know that you have experienced something great and unique for the first time in your life," Sammo said.

"Goes for you too, Aaron. There will be lots more pleasures for both of you to experience, only if you want to. If there is something that makes you feel uncomfortable, just say so and the scene ends. Take your time," I said seriously.

"That was way cool," Aaron sighed, snuggling down in my arms.

What makes me feel real good after sex is when my partner snuggles down into my arms. There is something to be said about that. It just does a body good. Not to mention your soul and spirit.

It was getting dark, so I decided an early night was called for. I herded them all up to the house and to showers. They came back down and sat around the living room relaxing in the nude and watching TV. The next time I looked at the clock, it was nine thirty. Harley had already dozed off in my arms. I carried the boy up to his room and tucked him into bed. I watched Sammo do the same for Aaron.

He followed me to my room and got into bed with me. Poor guy was going through a hard time because his family discovered he was gay. As a result, his parents went nuts and publicly disowned him, outted him and Shiro at the same time. What surprised them, and me, were people supporting Sammo and Shiro. The family moved out of Crystal Springs, leaving Sammo behind. The obvious thing to do was have Sammo move in with us, and take up residence in Shiro's room. The two of them settled into cohabitation very nicely. Both Shiro and I had been helping him deal with all of his emotions since then. Today was the first sign that he was going to be fine. I was glad of that. He snuggled down next to me and went to sleep. I laid there for a bit and silently hoped that this was a good thing.

Shiro's War journal Day Two

I woke the next morning at nine. When I left the hotel room I wore my usual jeans, black shirt, mirrored shades, and the 9mm secured to my belt under the shirt. I went down to the lobby and picked up the Peckertown Times. It was a local paper staffed by boys, I had heard. Going into the coffee shop, I ordered breakfast and pursued the paper. You can often tell a lot about a town's atmosphere by reading the local paper. There wasn't anything unusual in the headlines other than the fact that the mayor of the town was considering whether or not to run again. Judging from the comments he made, it was highly unlikely that he'd seek the office again. Flipping through the paper, I noted a number of items as I read. Gonna have to set up the laptop and write out an action report to Dad later. He'd be interested in this. The more information we had, the better. After breakfast, I went out to the car and started driving around the town. Seemed like there was a lot of quiet neighborhoods. I wondered if people had moved out because of the law changes in Arkansas. I observed a few real estate signs around. I stopped in front of one and wrote down the name and number for one, Scotti Brothers. The name suggested a Scottish background.

By now I was starting to develop a respect for the people of Peckertown, even though there were more kids than adults. Seemed to me that a majority of them had made it very well, proving that they were a lot more mature than adults gave them credit for. I called the number from a phone booth on the corner.

"Scotti Brothers real estate, Jay speaking," the voice answered.

"Hi, my name is Shiro Harada, and I'm looking to rent property for approximately a month, maybe two. Don't know for sure yet," I said.

"Okay, why don't you come over and sit down with us? Perhaps we can fill some of your needs," Jay said in his Scottish accent.

"Sure. Just let me have directions to your office," I said.

I walked into the place a few minutes later. There was an older gentleman in there, talking to one of the boys. Apparently he had just retired and wanted to settle down here. They were setting up the terms for a quick escrow for the man. He seemed real excited at the prospect of living here. Something about that man made me a little nervous. Once he walked out the door, both brothers exhaled sharply.

"God, am I glad he's out of here!" one said.

"You said it! He was practically drooling over us!" said the other.

"Sorry about that. Nice to meet you, Mr. Harada. I'm Jay," the slightly taller one said as we shook hands. "This is my brother, Tay."

We sat down in the chairs and relaxed a moment. I looked at the paper in my lap.

"I'm interested in renting a four bedroom house for about one, two months. Don't know if we'll stay longer, but we'll tell you that later," I said.

"Okay, not a problem. Got a few available right now, all furnished. Want to go and take a look?" Tay asked.

"Sure," I said.

I drove while they gave directions. We looked at eight houses. I finally decided on the fourth one. It was a nice one, a bit remote, but it had everything we would need. I liked it. I'd move in tomorrow.

Getting back to the hotel after a long day of driving around, I got a few strange looks as I went up to my room. The strange feeling intensified as I walked up to the door. Going alert, I looked up and down the hall before drawing the 9mm. I opened the door quickly and took three fast steps into the room. I saw a Japanese boy sitting at the wet bar by the balcony.

"Stay where you are, okay?" I said.

"No problem," he said.

I quick searched the room, kitchen, bedroom, and bath before coming back into the room.

"You're Yoshi Toranaga," I said, recognizing him from the Powersound group photo on the debut CD.

He smiled, and nodded. I had the nagging feeling that this wasn't the first time we had met either. We had met somewhere else.

He stood, and bowed. It is an honor to meet you again, Shiro Harada," he said.

Now I was really puzzled. "How do you know me?"

Yoshi pointed to something on the bar as he went to the door and closed it. I picked it up from the bar as I secured the gun back in its holster. It was a picture of two little Japanese boys posing for the camera, smiling. It took almost another minute before the memory kicked in.

"Now I remember!" I cried. "I met you when we were six years old!"

Yoshi smiled. "It has been some years, Shiro. Our Dads did business together."

"My parents died nearly two years ago, Yoshi. Is your family still alive?" I asked.

Yoshi touched my shoulder. "I grieve for you, and with you. I'm so sorry. Yes, my family is alive and well. We will have plenty of time to talk later. There are some people who want to meet you because of your being here. Come on."

Yoshi led me downstairs and to the hotel offices. After sitting down, I was introduced to the three men in the conference room. The gray haired older man was Elija Jorgenson. He owned the hotel and other things. The big black bald guy was Zeus, ops boss for the hotel. The forty something guy was Marc Fogel, general manager for Jorgenson enterprises.

"How come you didn't introduce yourself as being part of Samurai Inc.?" Zeus asked, pointing to a paper on the table.

I looked at it. It was a trade paper from Hollywood. "Samurai Inc. to Escort and Protect Aaron Cutler and Harley Joel Oswald While Filming Movie in Peckertown, AR."

"Oh, fuck!" I raged. "Dad's gonna have a massive cow on this one!"

Then my cell rang.

David's War journal

I had seen the trade journal when I opened the mailbox. I flew up into the house, madder than hell. My first call was to the studio bosses. They quickly informed me that they had located the leak and fired his ass. But it was too late; the damage was already done. The secret was out. Next call was to Shiro.

"Frank's Furriers," he answered.

"This is Road Runner deliveries," I snapped, still very much pissed off.

"Wasn't me, Dad. I just saw the damn thing myself," Shiro answered.

"Not blaming you, son. That leak has been permanently decaffeinated," I said.

"That's good news. Hang on, I'm gonna set up the speaker part. Got some guests up here," Shiro said, and then I heard the sound of a speaker hooked up and turned on. "Can you hear me Dad?"

"Sure can son," I replied.

"Okay, gents, please introduce yourselves," I heard Shiro say.

"Sure. I'm Yoshi Toranaga," a boy's voice said.

"Elija Jorgenson," a man's voice said.

"Zeus Morgan," a very deep man's voice said.

I felt chills run down my spine. I had known a Zeus Morgan years ago, when the Seal teams helped out with Grenada. This dude had been something then.

"Still kicking' butt Morgan?" I asked.

I heard laughter at the other end. "Dave? Dave Logan? My God, it's been a while!"

"Grenada was fun, but I had much more fun tangling with you Marine assholes in the bars there," I said grinning.

"Ye gods, I haven't forgotten that," Zeus laughed again.

"We sure were something then," I sighed. "So what the hell are you doing there?"

"I'm ops boss for the new hotel here, Mr. Jorgenson's the owner and Marc Fogel's the general manager for all his properties," Zeus said. "Lots of fun."

"Heh. Too mild for me," I said.

"So you created Samurai Inc. with your son and a friend of his," Zeus said.

"Never a dull moment," I laughed.

"Won't argue there," Zeus said. "So, let's get down to business."

Within the next hour, things got settled away. The crew shooting the movie was a local film crew comprised of boys from Peckertown. I recalled from Shiro's computer check of Peckertown that a group of boys had gotten together and started their own film company. The outfit would be doing all the actual work. The studio producing the movie liked using local help whenever possible to help the local economy. It made for good business.

Yoshi said he'd call somebody named Scott, but Zeus said he was out on medical leave for the time being. I didn't ask, sounded too personal. Yoshi said he'd go and talk to a few people, and check in with Shiro later that evening.

Shiro then reported on the house he had secured for us to stay in. Shiro had definitely picked out a good location. Zeus and Elija even added their approval.

I was sitting in the kitchen on a high stool not paying attention to anything, when I felt something tug at my zipper. I looked down to see Harley grinning like the Cheshire cat. He yanked my shorts down and took my eight inches [20 cm] into his mouth and started gently sucking on me. Not to be out done, Aaron got down on his knees and pulled Harley's shorts off him, then started eating Harley ass. Oh, God, these two!

"I don't know when I'm coming out," I said, trying to keep my voice normal.

"Well, let me know and I'll rent a van to pick you guys up at the Little Rock airport. Tell Sammo to use the traveling cousins set up. He'll know what I mean. Just contact me as soon as you know," Shiro said.

"I will," I said, voice cracking slightly.

I hung up and sighed. This kid's mouth was like a vacuum, sucking hard and powerful. I noticed that Aaron was having a bit of trouble working Harley's ass.

"Hang on a moment," I said hoarsely.

Getting off the stool, I reached for a funnel and a jar of chocolate syrup. I stuck the tip of the funnel in Harley's ass and poured just a bit of chocolate in there, then pulled the funnel out and smeared it all over the boy's crack and balls. I lay down on my back on the floor and presented little Davy once more.

Harley attacked it like a crazy man, and Aaron went back to work. I let myself go, floating off into the world of pleasure and joy. I could hear Harley whimpering with excitement, Aaron's tongue working his ass and balls over. Through slits I saw Harley's head bobbing up and down on my cock, while Aaron's head was going up and down while working Harley's ass. Suddenly Aaron got on his knees, pulled his foreskin back, and then preceded to stuff Harley's ass with his hard four-inches [10 cm]. Harley whipped his head back and cried out in passion.

"Yeah! Fuck me silly!" he yelled, then went back down to finish sucking me off.

That boy's hot mouth felt so good on me. I heard Aaron grunting and groaning, fucking the boy's ass good. I felt something starting to happen deep in my balls. I was about to cum. I felt the feeling starting to rise and move forward, through the balls, up past the prostate, and then finally out my cock. All I could do was moan and shiver.

"I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" Aaron screamed out a moment later.

He slammed himself against Harley's ass harder, trying to get deeper. Harley tried to swallow as much of my cum as he could, but some of it got out of his mouth and onto me. He coughed a bit, and then swallowed a bit more. He sighed, grinning. I heard something hitting the floor. I looked to see Aaron spread out on the floor, breathing hard, his cock covered with chocolate and cum. Harley stretched out on his back and I saw cum and chocolate coming out of his ass. Damn! I hate hard decisions!

"You take Harley. I'm having me a slice of this chocolate covered treat," Sammo said in my ear.

Good enough for me. I got down and stretched out on the floor and started eating out Harley. The boy just closed his eyes and let out a very sexy moan. I got down to business, licking and sucking at the boy's asshole. There's something to be said for chocolate covered boy ass, especially with a creamy filling coming out of the freshly fucked ass. Harley's was no exception. Aaron was in heaven, being sucked off expertly by Sammo. The pop star was busy practicing his scales as Sammo worked the boy's joystick. I had to grin. I kept working Harley's ass until he was nice and clean again. He lay in my arms, eyes half closed.

"Thanks, Dave. That was quite a ride," he said dreamily.

"You're welcome, Harley. Now I need to take you to the bathroom and get you cleaned up and out," I said, getting to my feet.

I picked up Harley and carried him to a side bathroom. This one was between the house and the swimming pool. It was much larger than the other bathrooms in the house. I had built this one with fun in mind. Setting Harley down in the shower, I turned to the cabinet and retrieved the cleaning gear that I'd need. Harley giggled once he saw what I had.

"Haven't had that done in a long time," he said.

"That's too bad. Good for the body to have it flushed out down there," I said.

We heard Aaron howl from the kitchen at that moment.

"Another satisfied customer?" Harley asked, cracking up.

I had to laugh too. This kid had a great sense of humor. I turned to the sink and filled the bag with warm soapy water, then hung it off the shower pipe. Harley got on his knees and stuck his ass in the air. Slipping the nozzle into his ass, I turned the valve on slow and let the water into him. He groaned a little.

"Too hot?" I asked.

"No. Feels good," he said.

I reached under him and rubbed his bloated stomach a little to help ease the discomfort. Once the bag was empty, I pulled the nozzle out and slipped a butt plug into him. Harley lay on his side and sighed. I turned around to the sink and set up the bag for a warm water rinse. I heard him groan a little.

"Cramps starting?" I asked.

"Yeah. I'm okay though," he said.

"Good. Let me know when it gets too much," I said.

Meanwhile, out in the kitchen, Aaron had conked out after getting his nuts vacuumed out by Sammo. Sammo got up and got a washcloth to clean Aaron up with. He wiped down Aaron, and then carried him to the couch. The phone rang at that moment, so Sammo answered it. He came to the bathroom with the phone. I took it and indicated with a hand signal that he should take care of Harley.

"This is David," I said.

"Mr. Logan? I trust everything is set up on your end?" the voice of the studio head (I'll call him Mac, since he wants his privacy protected) said.

"Everything's cool, just need the word to roll out of here," I said.

"Good. The word is given. It's a go," Mac said.

"Thank you very much," I said.

"Good luck," he said, and then hung up.

Aaron was waking up on the couch as Harley walked back into the living room. I quickly dialed Shiro's cell.

"D's Leather shop," he answered.

"Stork Diaper service," I announced. "Your delivery has been scheduled for tomorrow morning. We are officially in business."

Shiro's War Journal

When Dad called me with the good news, I felt like celebrating. Now comes the fun part. Retrieving them at the airport without causing a mob scene. Hey, these two are extremely hot property, and their fans would go nuts over their arrival here. I called Yoshi with the news.

"So the fun begins," he sighed.

"Yup," I said.

"Had dinner yet?" he asked.

"No, and I am hungry," I said, feeling my stomach growl.

"Well, would you like to join me and my mate for dinner?" he asked.

"Be glad to," I said.

Yoshi gave me directions to his house. I picked up a bottle of nice white zinfandel from the store on the way over. The neighborhood he lived in was nice. A nice looking red head answered the door.

"Hi! You must be Shiro, the guy my hubby told me about," he said.

It clicked. This guy was Jeff, the bass player for Powersound. He was the one who married Yoshi. I remembered reading the article in the paper some time ago. I grinned and shook his hand as I walked into the house. It was a modest setup, nothing fancy. I liked it immediately. I could feel something there, a warm feeling that made me feel very relaxed.

"Like the house?" Jeff asked.

"Sure do. This is really nice. There's something here that I just can't put my finger on it just yet," I said.

Jeff smiled. "You're not the only one who's said that to us."

I handed him the bottle of wine and he carried it into the kitchen. I sat down on the couch and let my thoughts wander a bit. Is this what it was like for Sammo and me? If so, I wanted more of it. There's something special about being in love, and sharing your life with that special person. All I knew is that Sammo and I loved each other very much. "Shiro? Dinner's ready," Jeff said, breaking into my thoughts. I stood up and followed Jeff to the table. It was set up nice, fancy china on the table, crystal wineglasses, and a spread of food that smelled delicious. After dinner, we sat in the living room and I was persuaded to tell my life story, which I did. When I finished, both Yoshi and Jeff toasted me with their glasses.

"Hope you and Sammo will be happy together for a long time," Yoshi said.

"I know we will. I get that feeling that we will grow old together," I said.

"We plan on doing that," Jeff smiled as he looked at Yoshi. I got a strong feeling of love from them at that moment. It actually brought a tear to my eye. I had a sudden vision of me and Sammo sitting on the porch together as old men.

"Shiro?" Yoshi asked, concerned.

I smiled. "I'm all right. I just had a sudden vision of me and Sammo sitting on the porch together in our old age. I also had a very strong feeling from you guys, and it moved me deeply."

"That's the power of love, man. It can affect people around you," Jeff said.

The doorbell rang at that moment. Yoshi got off the couch and went to answer it. Another boy followed him in. He was a good-looking guy, with long brown hair and green eyes.

"Shiro, this is Scott Davis, he does security work for Jorgenson Enterprises. Scott, this is Shiro Harada," Yoshi said, making the introductions.

I stood up to greet him. "Nice to meet you."

"Likewise. I hear you're part of a company called Samurai Inc., and you're escorting two celebrities here for a movie. Relax, I heard this from Zeus, so your security isn't compromised. I brought a limo van over for as long as you need it. What's special about it is that its armored, bullet resistant tires, and has a very mean engine.

"It's something I've been working on for some time," Scott said.

"Thanks! That solves my transportation problem," I said, shaking his hand.

I took the keys and put them into my pocket.

"I can't stay long, Frank and I are on the way out of town. Second honeymoon," he grinned, wiggling his eyebrows.

We laughed as he ran down the sidewalk to a car and hopped in, then took off. I looked at the van parked at the curb. It looked like an ordinary van, but I know that looks can be deceiving sometimes.

"What am I gonna do with the car?" I wondered out loud.

"Let's take a ride and park it at the house you rented from the Scotti Brothers. That'll take care of that problem," Jeff suggested.

"Sounds like a plan," I grinned.

I sat on the couch for a moment while they quickly cleared the table and left everything in the sink to soak. They ran upstairs for a moment, then came back.

"May I have the keys to the car you drove here in?" Yoshi asked.

"Sure, here they are," I replied, handing them over.

Yoshi followed me to the house. The van sounded nice and smooth, but when I stepped on the gas, the engine sounded very mean. The inside of the van looked just like a limo, all the creature comforts associated with them. I thanked my lucky stars to have latched onto this. Yoshi approved of the house after I had showed them through.

"This is real nice. Gonna work out real well," he said.

"Thanks. I know Dad will approve," I said.

"Have you been out on the town at night yet?" Yoshi asked.

"No, not yet. I was thinking of going walkabout this evening," I said.

Both of them grinned. "Well, would you allow us to show you around?"

"Sure!" I grinned.

David's War Journal

Shiro answered the cell after eight rings.

"Harry's Rehab," he groaned.

I couldn't resist. "Terry's Strip Bar."

"Oh fuck you very much," Shiro groaned.

"I take it you had fun last night?" I asked.

"Shit, this town is something, Dad. I could tell you about it, but you gotta see the nightlife here. God, I'm tired," Shiro said.

"Well, get your lazy ass out of bed. We'll be landing about eleven, and it's about nine now. We're coming in on the studio's jet so we don't have to worry about baggage claim. Hope you got the transportation problem solved," I said.

"Sure do, Dad. What's the covers, and why do you sound so funny?" Shiro asked me.

"Southern cousins, and I'm sitting in the plane's john. That's why I sound funny," I said.

"Huh. You always sound funny when you do your first dump of the day," Shiro cracked.

"You! Expect retribution for that one," I said.

"Promises, promises. Let me get the hell off so I can get in gear," Shiro said.

"See you later son, luvya," I said, then hung up. "I never sound funny when I sit on the john."

Leaving the bathroom, I went back to my seat. Aaron and Harley were playing head to head Game Boy, Sammo was napping, and so I sat back and relaxed for a bit. I let my mind wander a bit and thought of various times in my life when I had done protection assignments, and reviewed my actions and those of the tangos when I had encountered them. I was constantly doing the what ifs, coming up with every possible scenario for potential trouble. Then, if it happened, all I had to do was react. You can't stop and take the time to look at the situation. You have to react right then and there, or you were dead, along with the vips. I'm not ready to roll over and play dead yet. Not for a long time yet.

The plane's seatbelt chimes sounded, and I looked up. Checking my watch, I noted that it was slightly after eleven. Boy, time flies when you're having fun. I woke Sammo and he snapped to. Nodding to Aaron and Harley, I got the ready signal in return. These guys learned the simple signals that I had taught Shiro and Sammo long ago when we first formed Samurai Inc. The other celebrities we had protected had learned them too. Scott Moffatt tells me that they still use them from time to time, and they can always get out of a scrape long before it happens. Nice to know some people can learn things that will protect them. I turned my attention to the front, and the plane landed smoothly with out any troubles.

I got nervous once we got off and into the airport itself. I kept an eye out for trouble, but none materialized. So far, so good. Sammo led the way past the baggage claims area, Aaron and Harley following. Both were doing an excellent job of not making eye contact with anybody. They looked like typical tourists with shorts, Hawaiian shirts, Laker's baseball caps tugged low and camera slung around their necks. Nobody looked at them twice.

We waited for about fifteen minutes, which was almost to long. A brown van pulled up to the curb in front of us and I spotted Shiro's face in the driver's seat as my hand went to my gun.

"Uncle Dan!" he hollered, jumping out of the seat. "So nice to see you!"

"Likewise, nephew!" I beamed at him. "You remember cousins Jeff and Jake."

"Of course!" Shiro grinned.

The side door opened and a big black guy stepped out. He grinned at me. The sight of Zeus Morgan brought back good memories. "Suggest we get you folks all loaded up and fly out of here."

"Especially before drooling girl attack," Shiro stage whispered.

As the luggage was being loaded into the back, I glanced in the direction Shiro indicated. Sure enough, there was a band of girls staring at us.

"Oh fuck," Harley whispered, "Not now."

He got in the van as casually as he could. Aaron was next, then Sammo. Shiro jumped back into the driver's seat. I quickly palmed a smoke bomb. Harmless little thing, just blows a lot of smoke. The back doors slammed shut, then Zeus jumped in. I followed, slamming the side door.

"Go go go!" I yelled.

Shiro hit the gas and the van moved away from the curb. I sighed with relief as we pulled away. Shiro's planned extraction of us went perfectly. I turned to look at Zeus.

"You dumb country hick," I said, starting the insult fight.

"You ignorant greasy white boy," he grinned.

Shiro's eyebrows went up on that one.

"Ass wipe," I said.

"You couldn't wipe your ass if you could find it," he snapped back.

Harley laughed, clapping his hands.

"No load, pus nutted geek," I fired off.

Sammo was next to join the laughter.

"Pencil dicked dipshit," Zeus showed his very clean white neat pearlies.

"Still using a magnifying glass to find it?" I snorted.

"Oh, you mean this?" he said withdrawing his big ten-inch [25 cm].

Before I could stop Harley and Aaron, both boys dived onto that huge dick. The surprised reaction of Zeus's was enough to really crack Shiro, Sammo, and me up big time. Both Harley and Aaron competed to see who could bring off this big dude first. Zeus gave up trying to control his reaction a few minutes later. His head went back, his eyes glazed over, and he started whimpering. Looking down, I saw Aaron's mouth covering the head of Zeus's big cock, while Harley worked the man's big balls. He was squeezing the seats, trying not to cum too soon. He started shivering like he was having a seizure.

"Aaaaahhhhhh!" he screamed, throwing his head back and shoving his hips up, forcing a bit more black cock into Aaron's mouth. Harley moved up there to help Aaron take care of the erupting volcano. Both of them managed to get all the cum before it hit the floor of the van. Once Zeus was done shooting his massive load, he sat there with a very vacant look in his eyes.

"Hello? Hello?" Aaron snapped his fingers in front of the man's face. "Yup, I do believe the man has indeed left the building, folks."

I can't remember the last time I had laughed so hard. Harley sat there with a satisfied smile on his face. "Boy, that's yummy!"

We laughed even harder. Then Shiro's cell rang.

"Yo," Shiro answered. "Thanks for the info."

"Who was that?" I asked.

"Tad at the Jorgenson Inn. Our opsec there is gone. There's a huge crowd waiting for us. Yoshi and crew are going to pull a fast one for us," Shiro said.

"Oh, cool. Fake celeb trick. People always fall for that one," Sammo grinned.

"I'm headed straight for the house instead," Shiro reported.

"Good. Then call Yoshi after we get there. I think someone's going to need special recovery therapy," I said, thumb pointed at a dozing black man.

Sammo just giggled.

We left Zeus sleeping in the van. As soon as we'd entered the house three boys and a man in his early twenties showed up and Shiro made the introductions.

"Daniel Jorgenson, Sargent Ryan, Wang Tse-Tung, and Yoshi Toranaga. They're going to be helping us out. Daniel's Dad is the one who's helping to sponsor this project. He'll be the liaison between Jorgenson Enterprises and us. As for the others, they're the security managers for this project. Yoshi and I are teaming up to cover Aaron, Sammo and Wang Tse-Tung will cover Harley. Sargent will be coordinating security here and on the film sets," Shiro said.

"Cool. Works for me," Sargent said. "I got good men ready, willing and able."

"What's with Zeus?" Daniel asked.

I looked at the six-foot [1.80 m] tall teen with long black hair tied into a single ponytail and debated telling him the truth. "Long story, so sit down."

I got a beer from the refrigerator, and sighed. Shiro noted my look.

"Sorry Dad, I couldn't get any sake," he said.

"No biggie. I know Zeus from back in my military days. He was Marine, I was Navy Seal. We met when Grenada happened. Both of us teamed up to do some serious butt kicking. Yeah, we did have a few kills between us, but it was necessary. We rescued a lot of people. We did most of our fighting in the bars there, usually my team versus his. We trashed a lot of places, and anyone else who was stupid enough to interfere. Last time I saw him was about four years ago in Texas. He was going to college then. Imagine my surprise to find him here, heh. We started an insult fight in the van on the way here, and I asked him if he was still using a magnifying glass to find it," I said to the accompaniment of laughter. "Imagine my surprise to watch him whip out that big ten inch [25 cm]. Harley and Aaron here decided to give him a treat, or thank him for helping, I don't know which, and blew his balls clean, not to mention his mind and turning his lights out in the process."

Everyone was rolling on the floor, howling with laughter.

"Oh, God, I can imagine his expression!" Daniel managed to gasp out.

"Wished I had my camera for that one," I admitted. "Make a great Christmas card."

Everyone started laughing again. Daniel had to wipe the tears out of his eyes. We settled down finally, and I relaxed a bit. Sargent and the two other boys went to get the luggage and Shiro showed us around the house. Shiro had definitely picked a winner. The fence was at least ten-foot [3 meter] tall, big yard with a good-sized pool, barbecue, Jacuzzi, and the required slab of cement with weights on it. Shiro noted the glint in my eye and walked over to the weights. Sammo helped him load five hundred onto a bar as I pulled my shirt off. I slid under the bench and grabbed the bar. I cranked out five easy reps, rested a moment, and then cranked out five more. That got the blood pumping. I sat up to see Daniel, Sargent, Wang, and Yoshi staring at me. I grinned.

"Like what you see?" I asked, striking a few poses.

Wang nodded dumbly, coming over to feel my muscles.

"You so big," he whispered.

"Thanks. That's what regular daily workouts can do for a person," I said. "Just what I needed after a long trip."

"Does food qualify?" asked Sammo.

I turned quickly to his response. "Provided you leave the refrigerator standing and in one piece, bub."

The guys laughed again at my response.

"Come on, Dad. We're not that bad," Shiro groaned.

"How many restaurants have we been kicked out of, big mouth?" I challenged.

Yoshi's eyebrows went up as Harley giggled. Wang looked at us like we were crazy.

"Oh, don't worry. You'll get to see their eating habits soon enough. Gotta warn you, though. It's not a pretty sight," I warned.

"Why pick on us? We're just growing teens," Daniel whined.

I closed my eyes and sighed as the boys rolled on the grass, holding their sides as they laughed their asses off. Three hours here, and already I'm in trouble. God help me.

An hour later, I sat and stared at what used to be a kitchen. It was a complete shambles. My theory about teen boys destroying a kitchen when they congregate in one was rapidly well on its way to being fact. I heard a noise behind me and turned to see two men standing behind me. One was an older man, the other in his upper forties. I hadn't heard them come in.

"Elija Jorgenson?" I asked.

"That's me. What the hell happened here?" he asked.

"Six hungry teens attacked the kitchen," I replied.

Elija's eyebrows went up. "I take it Daniel was one of them?"

I nodded, sighing. "Kids. What's a man like me to do?"

"Not much," Elija sighed. "By the way, this is Marc Fogel, general manager of Jorgenson Enterprises."

I shook the other man's hand. "Nice to meet you."

"Thanks. Where's Zeus?" he asked.

We heard a groan from behind us and turned to see Zeus leaning against the doorframe of the kitchen. He got a good look at what was left and looked very shocked.

"Six hungry teens," I said, filling in the blanks.

"Would two of the human vacuums be Aaron and Harley?" he asked.

"Yup!" I laughed.

"What the hell happened to you?" Marc asked.

"Mind if I tell the story, Morgan?" I asked, pouring a cup of coffee for him.

"Be my guest, ya wimpy white poor excuse of a white man," Zeus growled.

"Be my pleasure, ya watermelon screwing asshole," I shot back.

Zeus threw back his head and roared with laughter. "Never lost your touch, Davy."

I poured two more cups of coffee and steered the two men to the patio outside. I told the story of how I met Zeus and the reason behind our insults to each other. When I related the events in the van, Zeus smiled widely as Marc and Elija roared with laughter. I turned to see the boys laughing, too.

"Need a second service?" Aaron smiled sweetly.

Zeus immediately crossed his legs to the resulting laughter that followed. Harley wiggled his tongue at Zeus. I shook my head and sighed.

"Have all the fun you want now, boy. Tomorrow the grind starts," I said.

"That sucks," Aaron whined.

"I'll pass on that comment," I said as Zeus laughed.

"That reminds me. Have the new scripts arrived? That flaming idiot of a director said the new scripts would be here for us," Harley said.

Zeus whipped out his cell and called the hotel. "Tad, any special deliveries in the last hour from Hollywood?"

He nodded to me, confirming there had been. "Okay, I'll pick them up myself personally. Thanks Tad."

"Thanks for checking, Zeus. Sounds like you got a very reliable setup there," I commented.

"I even have my office there Davy. I'm doing two things right now. One: I'm ops boss for the hotel and two: I got my license to practice psychiatry. You have no idea how many unwanted boys have been shipped and dropped off here," Zeus said, sipping his coffee.

I shook my head. "That's sad, bro."

"You aren't kidding. It is sad. But these boys are so resilient. They've managed to pick up the pieces of their lives and make things work for them here. Quite a few have started businesses for themselves. To use Yoshi for an example. He came here with just a pack, a guitar and his swords on his back over a year ago. He worked real hard. He started a self defense school, started a band, put together a debut CD that's gone ballistic, married Jeff, and started his own nightclub where the band plays once a month to test new material. He's got it made. Other boys have looked at what he's accomplished, and they've taken that as their inspiration and worked hard to make their own dreams come true. I have to give them a lot of credit, they are a lot more mature than us adults think they are," Zeus said pointing to Yoshi diving into the pool.

"He sure seems happy," I said.

"He is," Elija raised his coffee in a salute.

"If you gents excuse me, I'll get the scripts and send them over," Marc said standing.

"Good luck," I nodded.

He laughed, and then was gone. I turned to Elija, and we sat there discussing the project. I won't bore you with the details, I'm sure everyone's heard what goes on at a movie set. The basic story line is that Aaron plays a boy who's moved to a new state. Harley plays the next door neighbor boy who meets Aaron, and they become friends. But here's where things get interesting. They fall in love, and begin a romance. They will actually have sex in front of the cameras. This movie was to be a landmark movie, it would be the first time two underage celebrity boys would actually do a sex scene together.

What none of us realized at the time, Aaron and Harley were actually falling in love with each other. Not only would this movie become a very hot topic of discussion, their relationship would be too. But I'm getting ahead of myself.

I watched the boys having fun. They looked and acted so normal. You could look at them and never know that they led different lives here. I briefly wondered about the other boys that I had loved in the places I had been in. Would their lives compare to this? Hard questions, hard answers. I really didn't know. My cell rang at the moment Marc came back with the scripts.

"Hello?" I answered it.

"Logan? It's Mac. Have you seen the scripts yet?" he asked.

"No. They just arrived here. What's up?" I asked.

"They stink. That flaming idiot has royally fucked everything up!" Mac growled.

I reached for one as Harley and Aaron reached for theirs. The three of us skimmed the scripts quickly. I was beginning to see what he meant.

"This isn't what I agreed to!" Aaron said, slamming the script down.

"I heard that. Can you put me on the speaker phone?" Mac asked.

"Sure. Hang on a second," I said.

I put the phone into a holder that had a speaker attached to it. "Mac, can you hear me?"

"Sure can. I went and talked to another director this morning. Guy Truant is absolutely brilliant. His forte is teen romance movies so I think he'll do real well with this one. He asked me if Harley and Aaron could team up together and write a better script, since the movie focuses entirely on them. Of course there will be the obligatory school scenes and other things, but I know that Guy will work out real well," Mac said.

Harley and Aaron looked at each other with huge grins on their faces.

"We got free run with the script?" Harley asked.

"Almost. You up to the challenge?" Mac asked

"Yes sir!" both boys agreed at once.

Marc's cell beeped at that moment. He picked it up and had his own conversation with the other party. Closing the cell, he grinned.

"Your man's already here. Tad from the Inn is bringing him over here," Marc reported.

"Good," Mac growled. "You guys will like him. He was the one I wanted in the first place. Logan, can you mail that flaming faggot's ass back to me? I'm gonna roast it before I fire him!"

Zeus, Yoshi, and I smiled.

"Done and done," I said.

"Have fun!" Mac said before hanging up.

I grinned evilly. "Serious fun."

Guy, Aaron and Harley worked on the scripts for the rest of the night. The local kids sat around the table making their contributions as the script progressed.

Zeus and I planned our little raid on Mr. Flamingo in the morning. Guaranteed he wasn't going to like what we were gonna do. I worked the phones and set up the special delivery. All we had to do was bag the quarry and send him off. It was getting late, so I decided to call it a night. Aaron and Harley promised the first four scenes ready by morning.

"Don't be up too late. You guys don't want to look too hung over," I warned.

"Okay!" both chorused.

Shiro and Sammo were in their assigned room. I peeked in and saw Sammo lying in Shiro's arms. It appeared like they were quietly talking to each other. I smiled to myself and went on to my room. Wang approached me in the hall.

"Would you like some company tonight?" he asked shyly.

"Appreciate the offer, Wang. Just understand that I won't make you do anything you don't like. Just tell me what you want, and we'll go from there," I smiled.

"Thank you. You are a nice man," he smiled.

I turned and went into the room. Wang came in with a bag in his hands.

"I get you good and relaxed," he offered.

I nodded my agreement. Stepping up to me, he undressed me, taking the time to feel my muscles. The way he was doing that made me feel so fine. Once I was undressed, he led me to the private bathroom and ran the tub full of water. I stepped in and sat down. He proceeded to bathe me, his wet soap slicked hands rubbing my body as he did it. I closed my eyes and let myself float away on the pure bliss I was feeling.

"Oh, man. That's so fine," I sighed.

He got me rinsed off and then toweled me dry. Leading me back into the bedroom, he spread a thick towel out on the bed and had me lie face down on it. He started the massage, taking his time to do it slow and proper. I hadn't had a massage like that since the last time I had been to Japan. The massage boys there always had a good time with me. Wang really went all out on me. The last part to massage was my eight inches [20 cm]. He grinned and cooed at me as he began to massage it. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. That was a wank I will probably never forget. I don't remember conking out.

When I woke, the sun was coming into the bedroom and falling across the bed. Wang was asleep in my arms. I moved cautiously, not wanting to wake him up. Glancing at my watch, I saw the time as 0815. I stretched a bit and pulled on a pair of shorts, then went down to the kitchen. Zeus was there with the paper. I got a good look at the headlines. So much for the secret.

"You and Wang have fun last night?" Zeus asked.

"God, I can't remember the last time I got a massage quite like that," I said, sitting down.

"He does have great hands. He's started his own massage parlor here in town and works the door at one of our clubs. He's in big demand by lots of people," Zeus nodded.

"Well, are you ready for main event number one?" I grinned.

Zeus grinned right back. "Hooo yeah! I been looking to deck that wimpy momma's boy since he swung into town!"

"Let's go get him," I grinned.

We got to the set before Harley and Aaron arrived. Things looked ship shape. The only thing that worried me was the large crowd of boys gathering at the gate to the ranch house set. I looked and sighed.

"Hope this don't get out of control," I said.

"I don't think so. Most of these guys are very respectful of celebs coming through here. Only had one bad experience, and that was because the dude badmouthed Peckertown," Zeus stated. "We got nothing to worry about."

My cell rang and I answered it.

"Tick Tock Clocks," I said.

"Hickory Dickory Dock Enterprises," Shiro said. "We're on final approach."

"They're here," I reported.

Looking up, I saw the van approach and the mob went nuts. They started cheering and chanting Harley's name, and Aaron's name. They backed off when the gates opened to let the van pass. Once the van was inside and the gates closed, the van's side door opened and the two boys stepped out. The noise the mob made was deafening! Harley and Aaron took it in stride and walked over to the fence and started shaking hands and signing autographs. They did that for about an hour, then waved goodbye and got back into the van. Getting up to the set the crew there gave both a round of applause. Harley and Aaron both signed autographs for them as well.

"Logan, did you take care of that problem?" Harley asked.

I grinned. "He was Fedexed to Hollywood this morning."

Harley laughed his ass off. Now it was time to settle down to business. The new scripts containing the day's scenes were passed out and the crew read them for a few minutes. The new director, Guy Truant, took the camera operators aside and started talking to them. Aaron and Harley went to their marks and rehearsed the first scene. I saw Yoshi sitting down on a block wall close to Aaron. Looking towards Harley, he was being covered by Sammo, with Wang in the background. So far, so good. I mentally crossed my nuts and said a silent prayer.

Guy walked over to Harley and Aaron and they set up the first scene together. Harley did everything right, as far as I was concerned. Aaron was no slouch, either. The film crew for their part did their jobs very well. I was starting to think that things were going to work out very well. The catering service arrived and set up their tables of food in between takes. The head cook told me to go ahead and announce lunch. Picking up a megaphone, I got everyone's attention.

"Lunch is now being served," I stated.

Ever seen those required stampeding cows sequences in the old cowboy westerns? The sequence where the thunder is real loud in the theater, and you think they're gonna leap off the screen and run you over? Well, those boys put those scenes to shame. Sammo led the stampede to the tables, followed by Wang, then Aaron, then Sargent Ryan, with everyone else on their heels. I leapt out of the way to avoid getting my ass run over. The catering personnel ran for cover. I stood and watched as the tables were picked clean.

Yup, there's no doubt anymore about my hungry teen theory. The proof was there. Once the mob moved through, I approached the table to look for anything left. Luckily, there was some food left, so Zeus, the catering personnel, and me got some munchies.

"When we come back later, I'll have some extra stashed for the rest of us, the head cook whispered to me.

I slipped him a hundred-dollar bill tip. He just smiled and tucked it away.

"Gonna be a long shoot," I sighed.

"I'll make sure the refrigerator is well stocked," Zeus said.

"Have them bolt the fucker to the wall while you're at it," I cracked.

Zeus and the head cook roared with laughter as I grinned. I picked up a cold soda and walked around the set's perimeter checking things out. A roach coach was taking care of the group of boys out by the gate, so that eased my mind some. I liked that. Gotta treat your fans right. I hoped the rest of the shoot would go this well. Little did I know what was to come next.

Tune in next time to see Harley with the Olsen Triplets! Aaron Cutler rocks with Powersound! Harley and Aaron score with Zeus again! Harley and Aaron fall in love! The wrap up Party! More sex! More fun! Don't say I didn't warn ya!

Part 2

Things had gone reasonably well over the last month. Aaron and Harley were working hard on the movie. Harley was a veteran actor, doing the stuff right, mostly. Aaron had a bit of trouble from time to time, the pacing for movie acting being a lot different than recording or concerts. The two boys were beginning to spend lots of time together, including every night behind closed doors.

I was beginning to wonder what was going on. In between working on the script together, they were talking and getting to know each other real well. They would get into bed together and make love with each other, or so the sounds from behind the door hinted.

The new director, Guy Truant, was really sharp and I liked him immediately. He liked what Aaron and Harley came up with and left the script pretty much alone, except to suggest a few things here and there.

In the meantime, Sammo and Shiro spent as much time as they could with each other. Sammo was still dealing with the loss of his family, so Daniel suggested he go talk to Zeus about it. Zeus, Sammo and Shiro would head into a trailer on the set and talk. Whatever they were doing must be working, because Sammo slowly got back to his old self.

Wang continued to hang out with me, the boy liked me and I took a liking to him as well. I included him in my morning workouts, teaching him how to lift. He in turn, taught me some Jeet Kung Do, a form of the Martial Arts. Wang was extremely good. He told me there was an older Chinese guy who used to frequent the whorehouse where he had worked in New York prior to coming to Peckertown. The old man taught him as much as he could in the two years that he screwed Wang before disappearing. Wang had used his skills to protect the younger boys in the whorehouse before leaving there. Now he used them here as part of a loosely organized group of boys who banded together to help protect other boys when he wasn't working at the Little Leather Club. I thought that was really cool. He just smiled and continued to give me pleasure. The boy was a joy to be with. We didn't have sex, but he would make sure that I was relaxed at the end of the day. He had a lover all ready at home. He had volunteered for the security duty when the opportunity came up.

Yoshi and Shiro spent a bit of time together, catching up on what had happened in their lives. I was glad of that, it gave Shiro a chance to be with someone of his nationality. I always hoped Shiro would continue to speak Japanese, and he did, having the Japan TV cable network locked in on his TV at home and talking to a group of Japanese kids who lived in Crystal Springs. Sammo tried to learn a bit of it, but wasn't able to get it right so he gave up. He tried; I'll give him credit for that. So far things were going well. I hoped that they would continue like this. However, life had other ideas.

Zeus was feeling a bit worn out one night, so he decided to stay the night. Harley and Aaron seemed a bit too enthused by that bit of news, and I should have paid a bit more attention to that. It was a warm Friday night, and all the boys were frolicking in the pool. Naturally there were no swimsuits. Naturally they all had to compare cock sizes. Boys. I could never understand the competition over cock sizes. Hey, if you can piss out of it, and cum out of it, it's just fine. No need to try and show off how big you are, just get your pleasure out of it!

Wang was watching the others doing their cock comparisons while lying on a lounger, lazily stroking himself. He seemed to enjoy the show. I liked the show he was putting on for me. Zeus relaxed in the Jacuzzi, one hand on his favorite beer, the other on a cigar. Back in my younger days, I liked an occasional cigar, but now I never smoke. I'm getting a bit older, thirty-six, but not old, and I want to keep myself in the best shape I can. That's why I adhere to my morning routine. Keeps me in shape for all these missions. Not to mention the energy required keeping up with my two boys.

Some of the guys paired off for a bit of sex and Zeus turned to watch one couple out on the grass when Harley slipped quietly into the spa with Zeus. He never noticed until something grabbed his cock. The surprised look on his face was enough to send those watching into hysterics. His eyes rolled upward as he groaned, Harley's hand working his cock. He squashed the beer can with the one hand and lifted himself halfway out of the spa with the other. Bad mistake, Harley didn't waste anytime sucking down that monster cock. Zeus lay on his back and whimpered as Harley worked the cock with his mouth and tongue. He twitched and moaned, completely out of control. Aaron sat nearby, grinning like the Cheshire cat. Harley kept the blowjob going for another moment, then came off it and stroked the big ten-inch [25 cm]. Aaron grinned wider, stood up, walked over to Zeus and straddled his hips. Harley held the big cock while Aaron wiggled his ass down on it.

"What you doing, boy?" Zeus managed to croak.

"Giving you a little joy, so relax and enjoy," Aaron said with a smile.

I wondered if he could take all that big ten-inch in his ass. He stopped after a few moments and relaxed.

"Is it completely in there, Aaron?" Harley asked.

"Not yet. He's a bit too big, but boy, it sure feels good in there!" Aaron grinned.

Zeus just whimpered. "Oh please, please get me off!"

Aaron slowly came up, and then sank back down on the big man's cock. Zeus turned his head slightly and found Harley's cock right in his face. He opened up and took the boy's cock into his mouth and began pleasuring it. Harley just sighed and shuffled closer. Aaron continued to ride Zeus's cock, moving up and down faster. I was awestruck. I didn't think Aaron could handle that big cock. I got on my hands and knees and looked. Sure enough, he was riding about six inches [15 cm] of it. More than enough to take Zeus over the top. Harley's head was moving back and forth, the blowjob on his cock taking its toll on the boy. He started thrusting his cock in and out of Zeus's mouth, wanting to really get off now. Zeus wrapped one arm around the boy's waist, holding him in place. Harley threw his head back and wailed loudly, his body shivering in the throes of his release.

"Yes! Take my cum!" he screamed.

Harley sat down on his heels, completely spent. I picked him up and put him on a lounger. Zeus pushed Aaron off him, put the boy on his back in the grass, and re-entered him again. He started fucking Aaron.

"You want my black cock up your white ass, boy? Now you gonna get it!" Zeus growled.

This was a side of Zeus I'd never seen before. Was he finally coming out? I hoped so. Anybody who lives around boys twenty-four hours a day just simply can't last long, especially if one is a boylover, like me. Of course what he hadn't told me, the bastard, was that he had two identical twin LA blond millionaire ex-whores waiting for him at home every night. Zeus was going to town on Aaron. Aaron was completely under his control. He writhed under the big sweaty black man, groaning and crying out in ecstasy.

"Yeah, do me, do me, fuck me, shove that big snake in there!" Aaron screamed out.

"Getting close… getting close… I'm coming!" Zeus gasped, his body shaking as he shoved his cock up into Aaron. Aaron arched his back and let out a high-pitched squeal, his legs clamped firmly around the big man's waist. Zeus growled as he continued to fuck Aaron, his big balls unloading cream into the boy's ass. It was quite a scene, watching the copulating ex-Marine and teen rock star on the grass. Zeus let his head go back as he sighed contentedly, his body finally relaxing as he gently pulled himself loose from Aaron. He flopped down in the grass next Aaron, pulling the boy into his big beefy muscled arms, against his sweaty chest.

"Thanks kid," he whispered into Aaron's ear as the boy drifted off into dreamtime.

I felt something nibbling on my cock and looked down to see a little red headed boy grinning up at me. I grinned back down at him and that gave him all the encouragement he needed. He slowly sank his warm wet mouth down my seven inches [18 cm] and started sucking. His name was Bruce, and he had volunteered to handle all the cooking here at the house. Marc had told me Bruce had started as a bellboy at the Inn Boy Inn before moving up to the kitchen. The youngster had taken control and made it into a hot cooking spot. Didn't surprise me, this boy could cook. What was surprising was that the human vacuum cleaners hadn't worn him out yet. Bruce continued slow sucking, playing with my balls. I closed my eyes and leaned back, enjoying the pleasure. It had been a while since I had gotten any pleasure, and right now this was very welcome.

I heard a sound, so I opened my eyes to see Zeus carrying Aaron into the house. He came back out moments later and stood over Harley. Harley smiled at Zeus. Zeus knelt down and began licking the boy's asshole. Harley closed his eyes and cooed at the pleasure. Harley rolled onto his knees and left his chest on the lounger. I could see Zeus's tongue work the boy's ass

"You going to?" I asked.

"You bet," he replied.

"Better use plenty of lube," I warned.

"Absolutely. Don't want to hurt this little sweetie," Zeus smiled, and then went back to his pleasure, making Harley squirm some more.

Bruce continued to suck my cock some more, while reaching for a tube of lube he had in his apron. He handed it to me and I passed it to Zeus. Zeus nodded and put it down next to him. Harley wasn't quite ready for him yet, but he would be in a moment.

"Please, oh please," Harley begged.

"You sure? Don't want to hurt you, Harley. You just a sweet kid," Zeus asked.

"PLEASE!" Harley wailed.

"Little star sure eager for my black cock," Zeus grinned.

He picked up the tube and started working lube into Harley's ass. Harley practically shoved Zeus's finger into his own ass, he was so hot for it. Zeus continued working on Harley, getting him loosened up and lubed. He finally worked a bit of lube on his own cock, and then dropped the tube onto the ground.

Bruce snatched it up and coated my cock with it. My boy was red hot too, he wanted my cock.

"Lay back, let me do the work, okay?" he asked.

I nodded and stretched out on the lounger next to Harley. Bruce jumped onto my hips and started working his ass down on my cock as Zeus slowly and carefully introduced his to Harley. Harley whimpered as Zeus entered him slow.

"Feels good, feels… good," Harley sighed. Or was it me? Or both?

Zeus smiled and continued working his cock into Harley. He got about five, six inches [12½ - 15 cm] into Harley before he stopped.

"I think that's good enough right there," he judged.

Harley had a big smile on his face as he sighed. "Oh, yeah."

Bruce by now was sitting completely on my hips, my seven inches [18 cm] completely inside him. He started the action by raising himself up off my cock, then driving it back inside himself by sitting down on it hard. This boy knew a thing or two about fucking.

Zeus started fucking Harley, using long slow strokes. He went slow, not wanting to hurt Harley. Harley closed his eyes, whining in pleasure. This was the first time he'd been fucked by a man, and he was really enjoying the experience. No doubt he would remember this for the rest of his life. Zeus was trying his best to hold back, not wanting to cum too soon. He wanted Harley to really enjoy this new experience. I don't know if a man ever fucked Harley again. If one had Harley kept it to himself. As far as I know, he's been faithful to Aaron. Zeus kept fucking the boy, picking up a bit of speed each down stroke until he was really fucking the boy. Harley grabbed onto what he could of the lounger's material he could, his body thrashing about under Zeus.

"Can't hold back!" Zeus cried out, and then growled as he came.

I came too. Bruce squealed loudly as he felt my cock jerk and expand to blow my load straight up into his ass.

Harley pounded on Zeus's sides with his fists as the man shoved his shooting cock into his ass, filling his ass up with heavy-duty sperm. Zeus gasped and moaned as he came some more, Harley's ass clamping down on that cock embedded in his ass. Zeus shivered and moaned as he finished ejaculating inside Harley. Both man and boy sighed, their feelings settling down. Zeus wiped Harley off with a towel, and then carried him upstairs.

We never saw either again that night. On the other hand I rewarded Bruce for going 'down' above and beyond the call of duty.

Zeus showed up on the school set late the next morning. Harley and Aaron noticed him arriving, and both of them smiled at him. He grinned back at them and waved. I looked at him with eyebrows raised.

"That was a night I will always remember," he grinned.

"Seems to me you resolved something that's been bugging you for a long time," I commented as I handed him some coffee.

"Sure did. A lot of things. Those two are something, aren't they?" he asked.

"You know it. Besides, I got this feeling they are going to be together for a long time," I observed, watching them together.

"Oh, so you noticed that too?" he asked.

"We talked about a great deal of things this morning before they came out here. Can't tell, I promised. Just let them surprise you," he said, sipping his coffee.

"I will. My two boys don't surprise me anymore. They've proved themselves mature enough to handle a relationship," I said.

"Have you told them that?" Zeus asked.

"No. Should I?" I questioned.

"Hell yes. They've been looking for approval from you for some time. You need to do that now, before anything happens to you three," Zeus replied, looking me in the eyes.

Zeus was right on that. I had been so busy I had ignored the signals that Shiro and Sammo had been throwing my way. I looked around for them and saw them standing next to the catering table, talking about something.

"Zeus, can you cover the two lovebirds for a bit?" I asked.

Zeus pushed me in the direction of Shiro and Sammo. I walked over to the boys, my mind trying to come up with something to say. Shiro and Sammo turned as I walked up.

"Hey guys. Can we talk for a moment?" I asked.

"Sure Dad, what's up?" Shiro asked.

I reached for another coffee and led the boys over to a table and the three of us sat down. "Guys, I need to apologize for not being able to sit down with you guys and talk about everything that's happened in the last three months. I know things have been hard for you, Sammo. I'm really sorry for you. I wish things had worked out differently. I really have to admire you, son, for sticking with Sammo and not letting go of him. You have been a great help to him and gave him all the support and love he needed. I've noticed that you guys have been working hard to make things work out for both of you in terms of school, working for me, your friends, and being with each other. You guys have proved to me without any kind of doubt that you guys are a lot maturer than I ever gave you credit for. I'm proud of you both," I said.

Both of them teared up and hugged me tight. "We love you Dad," Shiro said.

"I love you guys very much. Don't be afraid to come to me with any concerns or problems. I'll do my best to help," I hugged them back. "That's a promise."

I stood up and left them alone at the table. Zeus gave me double thumbs up from a distance. I felt ten feet tall. I just get this good feeling knowing I've helped someone, and I keep that good feeling all day long. Sometime the good things in life do win. Guy Truant walked over to me and I turned to pay attention.

"Morning. Our young friends on the set already?" he asked.

"Yup. Just now running the day's scripts off on the copy machine in the school office. Sargent Ryan and Wang are with them. This project has gone so well, I can't believe my dumb luck. Even the fans are behaving themselves," I motioned towards the school fence where they were standing with their signs.

He grinned. "I was actually worried about that when Mac first briefed me on the project. When he told me about you, I was even more unsure. I made a few phone calls to some friends, and you were very well recommended," Guy stated.

Now I smiled. Nice to have friends to help you out when you needed it. We both walked up into the school office. The school was your typical school setup, nothing special about it. However, the major difference here was that there were no more teachers and students. Schools all over Arkansas had been closed due to a lack of students. In the towns were the sex industry had blossomed nobody wanted to go back to school anymore, which was kind of sad. You can do a lot of things with a good education, especially if you have a high school diploma. Sure I went into the Navy straight out of high school reason being that I wanted to get the hell out of my hometown in Texas. There wasn't anything there worth doing after high school and I didn't want to fall into that trap. The Navy gave me so many opportunities, and I ended up choosing the Seal Teams. Never regretted that decision to this day. I followed Guy into the office and saw Harley standing in front of the copier.

"Done?" Guy asked.

"Yup. Here's your copy," Aaron said, handing Guy one of the sheets. Guy sat down and started reading the sheets that Aaron had handed him. Aaron took the seat next to him and watched his face as the man read.

"This is good, guys. Really can use this. Think those kids out at the gate would take direction well?" Guy asked.

"Sure think so. Fans will do anything to be next to their favorite star," Aaron grinned.

"Got a point there. I'm just worried about your safety, that's all. I am responsible for you guys," Guy stated.

"Some of the guys will be right there," I said. "I'm being cast as a teacher, so that's no problem there."

Guy's eyebrows lifted. "You? A teacher? Oh, I can picture this. A gun toting Seal posing as a teacher? This will be something to see!"

"Don't laugh, pal. Should have seen some of the stuff I had to do in my Seal days," I growled menacingly.

Guy grinned, and I knew he was kidding. Man had a good sense of humor. I just shook my head and turned to the other boys.

"Right, let's do a quick head shed here, the go do this thing," I said.

"We've got four other scenes planned for today's shoot," Harley said. "The way things are going, we just might get this film wrapped up by the end of the week."

Things had been great. There had been a few problems, but luckily they were just minor ones, technical in nature. The problems I had anticipated hadn't occurred, and as far as I was concerned, that was great news. Still, Mr. Murphy has a way of popping up unannounced and fuck things up real good. So far he had done us a great favor and stayed away. I was even starting to think of an excursion out on the town just to blow off some steam for everyone. I decided to talk to Daniel and see how he'd like the idea.

"Super idea, Mr. Logan. I can arrange for a special show for the cast and crew at The Big Lick. That's a great place to go for super entertainment," Daniel grinned at me.

"That would be appreciated, Daniel. Please, call me David, Mr. Logan sounds too damn formal. I'm not that old yet!" I grinned.

Daniel laughed. "Deal. Got a night in mind?"

I thought for a moment. "Well, this is Tuesday now. How about Thursday evening?"

"I'll take care of everything," Daniel laughed as he walked away to join the selected fans that would be in the scene.

Shiro just looked at me with a question in his eyes, but before I could do or say anything, Guy called everyone to order and started the day's shoot. Harley was right. We got the four major school scenes out of the way that day. Everyone had put in a good day's work, and I was very pleased. Things stayed in control, the extras did their jobs perfectly, and Guy was extremely happy. Then fucking Mr. Murphy popped up. My cell rang and I picked it up wondering who was calling.

"Yo," I answered. "Logan? It's Mac. That flaming idiot is on his way back to Arkansas. Seems he's a little pissed off at how you Fedexed his ass back here, and me firing him. I really didn't expect you to actually stick him into a FedEx crate and mail him back to me," Mac's voice came through the phone.

"Oh shit," I said. "How long ago did he fly out of LA?"

"Yesterday. He could be there right now," Mac said.

I looked for Sammo and signaled 'possible enemy' and saw him react and pass the message on. Wang, Sargent, Shiro, Yoshi, and Sammo immediately covered Aaron and Harley and got them into the van. I grabbed Guy by the elbow and moved him to my car parked nearby.

"Fuck. Call you later," I said, then hung up.

"What's going on?" Guy asked.

"Mr. Flamingo split Hollywood yesterday, looking to settle a score with me and the boys. Long story," I said, putting him in the car. I followed the van from a distance, looking for tails. The van rolled into the garage and Shiro closed the door once I was inside. I dialed Zeus immediately.

"Zeus," he replied.

"Mr. Flamingo may be here. Triple checks on all adult members of the crew and associated with the film till we catch his ass. Watch your back," I warned.

"Done deal. He made himself very well known around here, so I'll get the word out on the street with a reward attached," Zeus replied, and then hung up.

"Okay, just what the hell is going on?" Guy yelled.

I went into the kitchen and poured two glasses of sake, and handed Guy the glass. "Well, it's like this…" I started.

An hour later, I finished the story and watched Guy sip the sake. "First, this is an unusual way to drink sake. Never had it on ice before. Second, I've heard of this idiot, and if I've heard right, he'll be a snap to catch. Third, he wasn't supposed to be in on this. Mac tapped me for this from the get go. I wasn't available just yet, which is why I was late getting out here."

"Well, you're here now, and things are going very well. I want to catch this dude very quick and put him out of business," I said.

"Easier said than done," Guy sighed. "Who knows where he is right now."

"If we're careful, there won't be any trouble. If he does pop up and cause trouble, I'll let the local cops have him. They just love outsiders here," I said, thinking back to the conversation with Sheriff Whitey.

"Sounds like a plan. Besides, we're done with the outdoor group scenes anyway. Tomorrow is the indoor classroom stuff. Shouldn't have any problems there," Guy said.

"I'll call some guys in and arrange for heavy security at The Big Lick," Daniel said, having arrived at the house with Zeus in tow.

"Big Lick?" Guy questioned.

Shiro grinned. "You guys are gonna love the place. That's all I'm gonna say."

"Okay," I said, starting to wonder what we were getting into. I mentally crossed my nuts for luck and said a quick prayer. We were gonna need some serious luck. Harley and Aaron had gone upstairs, and I immediately remembered that nobody had gone and check the rooms up there. I jumped off the couch and went upstairs and stuck my head into the bathroom. Aaron was sitting there writing something.

"Something wrong?" Aaron asked. "What was with the quick departure?"

"Flamingo is back," I said.

I turned to go to the room that he shared with Harley, and that's when all hell broke loose. I heard Harley scream, and I kicked myself for not having checked the rooms before they went up. I moved towards the room, slamming the bathroom door behind me and locking it. I changed direction, moving past the room so I could catch them from behind. Flamingo came out of the room with Harley in his grip. He had his left arm around Harley's torso, lifting him off the floor while holding a four inch six shot .38 at his head. Harley sounded scared.

"Please don't hurt me!" he cried.

"Shut up kid. I'll get your little lover later. For now, you're coming with me. Got that?" he snarled.

"Okay," Harley whimpered. I drew my desert Eagle .357 auto and cocked it.

"Don't think so, birdie." Flamingo turned to face me. He laughed at me. He backed up slow. "I'm in charge here now. He's coming with me," Flamingo looked at me. He had changed. He looked totally different, almost maniacally homicidal. I had to work this one carefully. Harley's life depended on me.

"This isn't worth it. There will be other movies, other actors to work with. Why throw your life away on revenge? Come on, just put him down, put the gun down, and just walk away. You can end this whole thing. We'll forget you were here," I said, trying to convince him, trying to buy time.

"Nice try. But I got something special in mind for him. Too bad he'll never get to see his death scene on the screen," Flamingo grinned.

Oh shit. Things had gone to bat shit. Big time. Aaron came blasting out of the bathroom behind me and went ballistic.

"Let him go!" he screamed. Flamingo's attention shifted to Aaron, and Harley slipped out of his grip. He dropped to the floor and I lunged, pressing the muzzle of the Desert Eagle to his head.

"Drop the gun, motherfucker, or I'll turn you into worm feed," I snarled.

The moment was frozen in time, nobody moving. I could feel my heartbeat going triple time, my breathing heavy, and the adrenaline racing. I hadn't been this jacked up in ages. Aaron was on his knees, reaching for Harley. He grabbed Harley, and they both rolled into the bathroom and slammed the door, locking it. The boys were safe now. All I had to do was take care of Flamingo. He stared into my eyes. His eyes were full of hate and anger. Last time I had seen eyes like that was the day I helped Denver fbi shut down the drug ring including the social worker that was supplying the kids for mule work. She had snarled at me and rained hate and profanity on Shiro and me in the courtroom that day. The judge enjoyed sending her up the river.

"Think, man. It's over. Give up. Don't push this. It's not worth it," I said.

He slowly moved his arm down to his side, and then dropped the gun on the floor. I grabbed him and yanked him away from the gun, then shoved him down to the floor.

"Spread the arms and legs, don't move. Zeus get up here!" I yelled.

Sheriff Whitey charged up the stairs and took control of the situation. He cuffed Flamingo while his backup secured the .38. The third officer escorted Flamingo down the stairs while I secured my gun and banged on the bathroom door.

"Aaron! Harley!" I yelled.

No answer.

I didn't hesitate. I put my size nine shoe into the door, taking it off its hinges. Both boys were huddled in the bathtub, shaking.

"Guys, it's okay, it's safe now. We got him out," I said.

Both boys immediately hugged me. I managed to frisk Harley down, checking for injuries. The boy was shaking uncontrollably. I held him in my arms as Aaron held him from the front. Harley eventually calmed down. Aaron guided him into their room and Daniel came up the stairs. He didn't look too happy.

"Let's hear it," I ordered.

"He got the information out of the Scotti Brothers. Threatened to denut one," Daniel said, fury on his face.

"They promised they wouldn't say anything," Shiro said from behind me. "I believed them. They were serious about that."

"I stand with Shiro on that. Those two are too honest. They're okay. Found them tied up in the closet," Daniel said.

"Thank god for that," I nodded. "Stay up here while I go and give my statement." I walked down to the kitchen and poured myself a glass of sake. Sheriff Whitey was waiting there for me. His eyebrows rose at the sight of sake in a glass with ice.

"Never seen that before. Thought it was supposed to be served hot," he commented.

"I like it this way," I said. "Here's my gun permits." I handed him the papers and he began the twenty questions. Once he was satisfied he had gotten all the answers, he closed his book and handed the papers back.

"May I see that gun?" he asked. "Never seen that particular one before."

"Sure," I said, pulling it out and clearing it completely. "It's a Desert Eagle, .357 caliber, manufactured by Israeli Arms. Holds ten rounds single stacked in the clip."

He whistled as he turned it over in his hands. "I've fired a different .357, the 9mm, .45, and a .40, but never one like this. Must take some training to fire this one."

"It does. Need strong forearms to handle this one. How about we meet sometime and I'll show you how to fire this?" I invited.

He smiled. "Deal. Let me go take care of the bird you caught. He'll be here a long time. The only movies he'll see are the Disney and old musicals on prison cable."

Everyone roared with laughter as he left. I took a good pull off my drink, then took a smaller glass and poured a shot of whiskey into it. Going upstairs, I found Zeus in the room with both boys. Aaron was on the bed, holding Harley in his arms. Harley was still being emotional. Zeus looked up and saw me there.

"Guy has called off the shoot for the next three days. Thought that Harley could use some down time," I said.

"Good idea," Zeus nodded agreement.

"Harley, have a drink. It will calm you and relax you," I said.

"He's gone?" he asked in a small voice.

"He's going to be a permanent guest of Arkansas for a considerable amount of time. They'll have him working in the condom factory," I said.

Aaron, Daniel, Zeus, Shiro, and Wang cracked up. Harley smiled a little. He sat up and took the glass from me and downed it in one shot. He screwed up his face at the taste.

"This is one vice I'll stay away from," he stated. I watched his face, waiting for the drink to hit. The effects were almost instantaneous, Harley slowly slumped against Aaron. I motioned for everyone to leave the room as he slowly closed his eyes.

"I'll keep the door slightly open just in case he needs help from Zeus," I told Aaron as I left, Aaron pulling Harley's clothes off him.

"You got it," Aaron said nodding.

I went down to the living room and called Mac, briefing him on the events. He gave his approval to my actions, and said to shut down things for a while. I told him that Guy already had given the order. Setting down the cell, I sighed. I was coming down from my adrenaline induced high, and was now feeling the extreme tired feeling.

"I'll check the house and sleep down here in the living room. You go on up to bed," Zeus told me, nudging me with his foot.

"Thanks big man," I said, high fiving him. I went up the stairs and went into my room. Wang was in there already. He had drawn a bath for me and had laid out the thick towels for the massage. This was what I needed.

"Can you do this for Aaron and Harley tomorrow?" I asked him.

"Consider it done," Wang said.

I got into the tub and he washed me clean. I had made it clear to him that he didn't have to do this. He said this was payback for teaching him how to weight lift. He massaged my tired body. It didn't take long. I was out like a light.

Wednesday was a quiet day. Harley and Aaron kept to themselves up in their room. I peeked in a few times, and saw them holding each other and talking. I didn't interrupt them, just left them alone. The other guys hung out by the pool and swam, soaked up sun, or worked out on the weight set. I got in my usual workout, going all out like usual. The mood was subdued, everyone being quiet. I put in a quick call to Marc Fogel.

"Hi, Marc. I was wondering if it's possible to get a couple of steaks and other stuff from the local market. What's the best store to shop at?" I asked.

"Miller's market. Best London broil in town. Beware of the bag boys, they like trying to make pick ups," Marc said. "Tomorrow night is all set, ten o'clock."

"Cool. Owe you one," I said.

"Not a problem," he said, and then hung up after giving me directions. After whispering the word food into Shiro's ear (amazing how that one little four-letter word can motivate a teenager), we took the van down to the store. The place was nice, the prices very reasonable. As we were loading up the cart, Shiro's cell rang.

"Yo," Shiro replied.

"Hey, Shiro, it's Yoshi. I was wondering if you guys would like to meet the Olsen Triplets. I could bring them over for a little barbecue," Yoshi said.

I saw the light go on in Shiro's eyes and got that uneasy feeling I get when he gets a harebrained idea. I waved to get his attention.

"It's Yoshi. Wants to know if he could bring some friends over for a barbecue. That okay?" Shiro asked.

"Sure. Tell him we're at Miller's market. How many more steaks are we gonna need?" I asked Shiro.

Shiro asked Yoshi. He nodded as he listened to Yoshi.

"Cool. See you in two hours," Shiro said, and then hung up. "Need three more."

"Good, works for me. Do we need any propane for the barbecue?" I asked.

"No, it's connected to the house's gas line," Shiro replied.

"Good. No problems then," I nodded.

We loaded up on the food and got checked out. The two bag boys who helped us out to the parking lot did their best to pick up on us, but I politely turned them down. I gave each boy forty dollars for their troubles. They pocketed that smiling. Getting back to the house, we discovered a festive mood brewing. Someone had set up a boom box and was playing some of Powerhouses' newest tunes. Aaron and Harley were sitting in the Jacuzzi singing along with the music. Harley sounded pretty good.

"I've been taking voice lessons for some time. Never know if I'm going to do a song for a movie. Naturally one of my favorite singers is Aaron," he grinned.

"That's cool. Obviously you're feeling better," I said standing over them.

"I'm not going to hide from people like that. It's one of the drawbacks to our business. I'm a very popular actor, and there will always be people like that guy wanting to get at me. Nothing I can do about it, it's kind of set in stone. I just need to learn how to deal with people like him," Harley said.

"Wouldn't hurt for you to learns self defense either," Wang commented.

"Something I'm going to look into when I get home to LA," Harley said.

"Same here. Don't want nobody beating up on my buddy," Aaron said, his arm around Harley protectively.

"Good for you guys. Oh, by the way, we're going to have company. Yoshi called Shiro while we were in the market. Said he'd like to bring over the Olsen Triplets, whoever they are. Anybody know them?" I asked.

All I got were stupid grins in return. That scary feeling was coming back. I had the feeling I was about to get set up for some kind of gag.

"Yeah, they're locals. Their Uncle owns an ice cream shop that has a really neat night show. Place is called the Big Lick," Wang informed me.

"The place we're going to tomorrow," I said.

"Aaron and Harley have been invited to watch a show there. I think the ten o'clock show," I said.

"Oh, cool. Should be fun," Sargent Ryan said, trying to keep a straight face.

I stared at the young man, now really wondering just what the hell I had agreed to. I turned and walked into the house, deciding to have a little talk with Shiro. Shiro was no help, telling me to wait and see. I crossed my fingers and nuts, hoping this wouldn't be too outrageous. Ha, little did I know. Yoshi arrived at six thirty, with three thirteen year olds in tow. They were exact carbon copies of each other. They were dressed in men's long sleeve dress shirts, and I soon learned that was it. Yoshi made the introductions.

"Gents, this is Lance, Richie, and Bobby. Guys, Aaron Cutler and Harley Joel Oswald."

The three boys were well behaved. They didn't go nuts over the two stars, just treated them like they were friends. These guys seemed real nice. I watched them talking out by the pool as the guys relaxed. Harley walked past me with one of them in tow.

"Yeah, let me show you what we got planned for the script. Maybe you got some ideas that might work," Harley was saying.

I smiled as they went upstairs. I had hoped that Harley would snap out of the funk that yesterday's events had put him in. Lance was the one following him up the stairs. "What's it like being an actor?"

"It's fun at times. I travel to different places, meet new people. It's the hard work I could do without," Harley said.

"I know what you mean. My brothers and I are constantly working hard trying to come up with new dance routines for our shows," Lance said.

"You guys are dancers? That's cool," Harley said.

"Thanks. Yeah, we dance down at the Big Lick three, four nights a week," Lance said.

"Cool. Me and Aaron were invited to see one of your shows by Daniel Jorgenson," Harley said as he looked for the script.

"Oh you were? Interesting. Do you know what kind of shows we do?" Lance asked.

"No. Everyone won't say anything," Harley said, locating the script.

"Ah, I see. Well, we do sex shows," Lance informed Harley.

Harley blinked at Lance. "You… guys have sex… with each other on a stage."

"Yeah. Pays very well. Very legal, since we have legal papers allowing us to. We turned fourteen some time ago, so now we're very legal," Lance said.

Harley slowly sat down on the bed, trying to absorb all this.

"You don't approve," Lance said.

Harley looked up at him. "Easy, there. It's what you guys do. Who am I to say it ain't right. It's what you guys like to do, so more power to you. I've heard of things like that happening here. One of my big fantasies is to perform in one."

Lance grinned. "Want to join the show tomorrow night?"

"Love to, but I'm promised to Aaron," Harley said. "We're lovers now."

"Well, I've got an idea, if you're game," Lance said.

Harley thought for a moment. "Okay, lay it on me."

Lance laughed out loud. "Okay, eager beaver, here's what we do."

Harley grinned. "This is gonna be fun."

All through dinner, I had the distinct impression that Harley and the one boy were up to something. I couldn't put my finger on it. I hoped it wouldn't be anything outrageous. If I had known, I would have cuffed Harley to the table. The dinner went well, and the three Olsen Brothers left around 9:30. Harley and Aaron both headed up to bed and I sat out by the fire pit in the backyard, drinking my usual sake and staring into the fire. Many thoughts tumbled around in my head, clamoring for my attention.

"Hey Dad," Shiro's voice interrupted my chaotic thoughts. I looked up.

"Hey, number one son."

He smiled at me and sighed. "Makes me feel good to hear you say that. Can I sit on your lap for a bit?"

"Sure," I said, and he did so.

"I'm sorry we haven't spent any quality time together lately, Shiro. Just want you to know that I love you very much."

Shiro wrapped his arms around me. "Thanks, Dad. I really needed to hear that. I've missed our talks and the time we spend together."

"Think Sammo would mind if you and I slip away somewhere for a day or two?" I asked Shiro.

"I don't think he'd mind, Dad. He's been pushing me to spend some time with you," Shiro admitted.

"Then it's settled. Once this job's done, we jet off somewhere," I said, hugging my son.

Shiro smiled at me, then gave me a passionate kiss. I sent him off to bed with a slap on the ass. He grinned at me as he went up. I stood up and stretched, deciding to call it a day myself. I went up to bed and as I passed by Harley and Aaron's room, I heard the sounds of lovemaking. There was no doubt in my mind anymore. They were in love. I wondered if they were planning to come out after the movie was released, and if so, how it would affect them and their families. I decided to let fate answer those questions. For now, life was good for them. I was glad to see Harley bounce back so quick after yesterday.

I settled down into bed and let my thoughts wander some more. I had wondered for some time what would happen if I had never met Shiro and started Samurai Inc. Yuck, that was a depressing thought. I was glad my life had worked out the way it did. Life would take care of tomorrow, so it was useless to worry about it. Yesterday was done with, no use going back and trying to undo something. Learned that long ago. I went to sleep and dreamed of Shiro and Sammo being happy together. That's all that mattered to me.

The alarm clock woke me up right at seven, so I went downstairs to start my morning. The day was bright and clear. The air here was fresh and clean. Since nearly all of the adult population of the town moved out in droves, the air quality had gotten better here. I chuckled at the thought.

"What's the joke?" Zeus asked as he handed me a cup of coffee.

"Imagine what would happen in LA if they did this there?" I said.

Zeus grinned. "That town would empty out in three weeks max," he laughed.

"Sure would," I said, starting my stretches.

Zeus joined me in my workout, both of us going heavy on the weights. That was one of the best workouts I'd ever had. Sure made me feel good. The smell of food cooking came out of the house.

"Another masterpiece in the making," Zeus laughed.

"Well, let's go get some of it before it disappears," I said, heading for the house.

Bruce looked up as we walked in. "How was the workout this morning?"

"Great! Just what I needed to get this old body going," Zeus grinned.

"You're not old!" Bruce protested. "You're just having your second childhood!"

I laughed at that one. That set the tone for the rest of the day. Guy, Aaron, and Harley sat at the dinning room table and hammered out the rest of the script. The big scene was to be left up to Aaron and Harley. There would be one other person in the room with them, and that was to be the camera boy. He would shoot the big scene between Harley and Aaron. Naturally there was competition between the camera boys as to who would shoot the big scene. I suggested they put names in a hat and let Aaron or Harley draw the winner. I looked up at the clock after noticing the shadows in the yard. It was now six in the evening. I thought for a moment.

"Zeus, what's a good place to go eat at before we go to The Big Lick?" I asked.

"Well, there's the restaurant at the Jorgenson Inn," Zeus suggested. "They got a great menu there, and the service is great."

"Okay, let's do that, and maybe go sightsee a bit, then off to the show. Doable?" I asked, scratching my chin.

"Sounds like a plan," Zeus said.

That started an evening that I will never forget.

Dinner at the Jorgenson Inn went very well. The employees there were excited to have Harley and Aaron there. Both boys posed together and by themselves for pictures for the celebrity wall, and half the staff and guests. Zeus gave us the sightseeing tour as we drove around the town, ending at The Big Lick. We went in, Aaron and Harley getting a standing ovation. The stage seemed very simple. A curtain stretched across the front. Harley said something to Aaron and disappeared in the backstage area. Finally the house lights went down and the lights on the stage came on. Then Harley came out in a tuxedo.

"Oh shit, now what?" I thought, as Aaron looked at him funny.

"Good evening folks, we put this party together to thank you for all the hard work you've done on the movie. The Olsen Triplets asked me to introduce them so I will. Here they are, Lance, Richie, and Bobby, the Olsen Triplets!" Harley crowed as the music started.

Harley moved off to one side as the opening song started. The three boys came out dressed very skimpily. I turned and stared at Shiro. He was laughing his head off. A boy waiter appeared, setting an ice bucket in front of me with a sake bottle sticking out of it. I made a drink and knocked it down quick. I turned back to the stage as the song finished. Harley grinned and nodded to the soundboard boy. The music started.

"Crazy little party boy, how I love him," Harley sang one of Aaron's songs.

Aaron blushed and then started to laugh as the boys on the stage danced. Harley did a great job singing. But what the Olsen Triplets did was what blew me away. They started stripping each other, dancing the whole time. One moved over to Harley and grabbed the bottom of his vest and pulled it off him. The crowd went nuts, whistling and clapping. Harley looked like he was enjoying it all. Obviously this was all planned. I noticed Wang sitting on the edge of the stage, Sargent behind Harley, Yoshi to the right of the stage. I relaxed, knowing he was covered in case things got out of control. The other security guys were behind us. I watched the show unfold. Every few moments one of the boys would move over to Harley and pull something else off him. Once his chest was bared, I could see how shiny and slick it was.

"Posing oil. Makes every muscle of the body stand out," Daniel explained to me and Aaron, making sure we heard. I turned just in time to see one brother pull the tiny thong off another, baring him completely. The boy's cock stood up like it was the most natural thing in the world. I reached for my sake, but Aaron had beaten me to it. I watched him take a gulp of it, and then watched his eyes cross and his face screw up. I laughed my ass off, it was the funniest sight I'd ever seen. He handed me the glass and I drained the rest of it.

The show continued, Harley switching to another Aaron Cutler song. "Tell me how to make you mine," Harley sang directly to Aaron. Aaron's eyes misted over, and I knew for sure now. There wasn't any doubt any more. They were lovers for sure. My heart filled up with those good feelings and I knew for sure that they'd be happy together for the rest of their lives. I turned back in time to see one boy starting to suck off the other as the third one moved behind Harley and with a flourish, removed his breakaway pants, revealing a nice blue thong. Harley did a nice pose or two, getting more applause from the audience. The three boys started a suck chain, then grabbed each other's cocks and jacked each other off. They broke apart a moment later, posed for a moment while the next song started. It was Aaron's song "Shake It." The audience laughed and cheered as Harley shook his ass in time with the now nude brothers. Two of them moved to each side of Harley. I had a quick revelation what they were gonna do.

"Hey!" Aaron yelled. "That's my job!"

The two brothers looked at each other, and shrugged. They grabbed Aaron and pulled him on the stage. Aaron stood behind Harley as one brother quick whispered into Aaron's ear. Aaron grinned and laughed. He took hold of both sides of Harley's blue thong and began to tease the audience with it, pulling it down a bit, then back up. The crowd started chanting for Aaron to pull it off. I had to see what would happen next. Aaron quickly jerked it away, revealing a tiny black g-string with a tuxedo print on it. The whistles and catcalls I was sure would deafen me, but it was worth it. Harley kissed Aaron very passionately to the cheers of the crowd.

"Now, with no further interruption, the Olsen Brothers," Aaron yelled out.

They hopped down off the stage and made their way back to our table. We settled down at our table and watched the rest of the show. The Olsen Brothers went right back to their act, putting on one hell of a sex show, doing the best choreographed sex scene I'd ever seen. They blew enough sperm over the crowd to really turn everyone on. Now I knew why everyone had looked at us so strangely. I had to shake my head. This was a night I was gonna remember for a very long time. I still have the video on my shelf at home.

I woke the next morning with a slight headache. Nothing unusual, considering I had downed a bottle of sake in the course of the show at The Big Lick last night. I couldn't shake the vision of Harley being stripped down by the three brothers, then Aaron getting into the act with the final move on Harley. I smiled at the thought. I'm sure Harley gave Aaron a very private repeat performance last night. Getting out of bed and stretching, I yawned and looked around for my clothes. Walking down the stairs in just shorts, I could smell the coffee coming from the kitchen.

"Coffee extra, extra strong?" Bruce smiled at me, "Or would you prefer another kind of wake up? My cock reacted to that suggestion by coming to attention rather quickly. I took a quick slug of coffee, and then stepped around the corner. Bruce got on his knees and swallowed my cock into his warm, wet mouth. This kid could suck. I sighed and closed my eyes, recalling the scene from last night. Didn't take much for my cannon to unload.

"Thanks Bruce. That was good. You sure are a great kid," I smiled. He smiled at me then shooed me out of the kitchen to start cooking. I carried my coffee out to the weight bench where Wang was waiting. Some of the other boys were working out now, doing the exercises just like I taught them. I started my routine, Wang moving with me and assisting me when I needed it. Eric Clapton was playing on the stereo in the background, providing a beat to work with. I looked up during a slow song, and saw Aaron and Harley together, dancing close and slow. I could see and feel the love coming off them. It moved me to tears. Very few things can move me like that, and this was one of those times. They truly belong together. Love is so amazing.

"Wow. They look so happy together," Sargent commented.

He was right. They did.

I smiled and turned back to the workout. I finished the workout and got into the Jacuzzi to soak for a bit. By now, Harley and Aaron were having their turn through the weight set. Guy showed up just as Bruce announced breakfast. Guy stepped aside and let the table destroyers pass, then fell in behind me.

"We shoot the interior school stuff Saturday morning. Got it all set up, all we need is the two primary actors to be there," he said.

I nodded. "That shouldn't be a problem."

"Good, provided no more gooks pop up out of nowhere," Guy said.

"Got my fingers and nuts crossed on that," I said.

He made a face. "Ouch."

"Nah. I'm used to it by now," I grinned.

He laughed as I handed him a cup of coffee. I really like this guy. I turned to see Zeus walking in with Marc and Elija behind him.

"Coffee, gents?" I asked.

They got their cups of coffee and I followed them outside. Apparently there was some kind of discussion going on.

"Marc, if we do build a small airport, where are we going to put it? This town does need a better transportation center," Elija said.

"We already got the State bus running in here ten times a day, the trains stop here every other hour. That's good, but they are overloaded, and that's asking for trouble," Zeus stated as he sat down.

"Hum. I've been thinking of my own transport problem. Using my truck and van is good, but, for state-to-state travel, I'm at the mercy of the airlines. Even using the studio jets can be a problem, especially if we have to move right now. I've been doing research on buying myself my own private Lear. I've got plenty of space on my land to land it and take off. Crystal Springs doesn't have a private airport. The advantage of having a private airport is that you could move people and freight in and out of here a hell of a lot faster. Especially if you are depending on lots of things to keep your various properties going. Think about that, you order four cases of bath towels, and they get flown in by nightfall. Besides, if you guys do decide to build a private airport, Samurai Inc. will buy space from you guys to have our hangar and storage space. On top of that, I'd be willing to throw money into this. It's a winning deal. Can't lose," I stated.

"Well, what I'm going to do is talk to some other towns that do have a private airport and see how that worked out for them. Once I do that and assemble the info, I'll study it carefully and go from there," Elija said.

"We could give the local construction firms the contracts on various things," Marc said.

"More jobs for the boys here in town," Zeus nodded.

"Majorly big plus there," I agreed.

"I appreciate all the input. I'll start making calls Monday morning. Now, how is the shoot coming along?" Elija asked.

"Real good. We do some stuff at the school tomorrow, then see what's left from there," I answered.

"Good. Hope the stoppage hasn't delayed anything," Elija said.

"It hasn't. Matter of fact, according to Harley, Aaron, and Guy, we are so far ahead of schedule and very under budget. That's rare for a movie," I stated. I smiled. Having been on some film sets, I knew just what it took to keep a film on schedule, especially if the lead went and had a hissy fit. Those situations could be a pain in the ass.

My attention was drawn to the living room. Walking in, I found Yoshi talking to two other boys. Turned out that they were the rest of Powersound.

"What's up?" I asked Shiro.

"They've been asked to play a gig in Little Rock, opening for somebody. Be nice to take in a show," he replied.

"Are they going to do it?" I asked.

"Don't know. I do know the arena is a nice one. Got box seats up on the second level, very defendable. Could set up a small buffet there," Shiro grinned.

"When is it?" I asked.

"I'll find out," Shiro nodded.

By the time Tuesday night had rolled around, all the scenes were done and in the can except for Aaron and Harley's big scene. That was slated for Wednesday night, Thursday morning. They were a bit nervous about it, so tonight's outing was the thing to get everyone relaxed, especially those two. The trip out was routine, nobody glancing at us twice. We got there mid-afternoon for the band's sound check. That was when things started to go out the window. First the band that was to follow Powersound decided not to show. Then Yoshi came down with laryngitis, unable to sing. The amphitheater's power system went up and down for the next two hours. Everybody nearly called it off right then and there, but Aaron stepped in and saved the day.

"I'll cover the vocals if you guys want. I know your stuff," Aaron said.

"Provided we can do yours," Jeff shot back.

"Deal!" Aaron said, and the band went into a huddle. They managed to come up with enough material for a three-hour show, but cut it down to two hours. Things were now in place, so everyone went and relaxed for a while, busy with their thoughts. Harley followed Aaron into the backstage dressing rooms. I hoped they'd be out in time. I had Shiro and Sammo scout out the celeb box area. It was perfect. The seats were very comfortable, the room itself was nice and big. Like I said, perfect. The gates opened about seven and the fans started pouring in. The crowd was relaxed, almost casual in their actions. There was plenty of security wandering around. A CD player system was playing music over the speakers, putting people in the mood. Even a few couples were dancing on the grass area behind the seats. The evening was nice and cool, not too cold, not too hot. About eight, the lights began to dim and the crowd reacted. While they were cheering and whistling, a man stepped out onto the stage.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the Little Rock Amphitheater!" he said.

The crowd responded.

He grinned and waved. "Now, I need to tell you that there has been a major change tonight. The band Pink Caddy has not shown up. However, Powersound has consented to play the full two-hour show for you tonight. So folks, give it up for Powersound!" he shouted.

The house went nuts, yelling out for Powersound. The curtains parted as all the lights went out. A single spotlight came on and shone down on Aaron.

"Let us entertain you, let me sing my song, let us make you dance, so let the music play!" Aaron sang acapella.

Everyone was quiet for a moment until someone yelled. "It's Aaron Cutler!"

The band kicked into high gear, opening with one of Aaron's hits. Before long the crowd was on their feet, singing along and dancing. They had changed the play list at the last moment, Aaron covering quite a few songs. His vocals really did justice to the songs. He's much better in person than on CD. He really expressed his emotions well. The band for their part really did well. Each member had the chance to solo with their instruments, really displaying their talents well. Yoshi could play. He'd knock Clapton or B.B. King off the charts easy. The crowd really appreciated his talents. Aaron came out with an acoustic and took center stage.

"This is a very special love song. It goes out to my very special lover, a guy who is my friend, my partner, my lover, my everything. I love him so much. This one's for him," he announced.

There was a gasp, and a lot of groans from the teenaged girls in the audience as they grasped what Aaron had just said. But by the time he finished the song, there wasn't a dry eye in the house. Even I was deeply moved. Harley walked out onto the stage and they both embraced and kissed each other openly on the stage. Not a sound was heard. The crowd waved their bic lighters in homage. Then I noticed rose petals dropping from the top of the stage. Someone had climbed up there and showered them with rose petals.

If there was anytime in my life that I had been moved by something, it was that night. The crowd gave them a standing ovation that lasted ten minutes. The keyboards kicked up at that moment, starting a slow song. I recognized it, an Eric Clapton song. Aaron sang it, changing some of the words to suit. During the guitar solo and keyboard solo, Harley and Aaron danced together in the soft blue spotlight. The house came down again with another ten-minute ovation. Harley bowed, waved and left the stage. The show shifted back into high gear again, Aaron's high-energy vocals backed by the band. The show was a great success. Everyone was tired after the gear was torn down and packed up into the rental trucks.

Back at the house, Aaron and Harley were toasted and cheered. They went up to bed around one or two, something like that. I sat out on the patio with a glass of cold sake, and watched the stars. There are times life does work out for the best, despite the occasional setbacks. There are testing times to see if we can adapt to the situation or not. Well, tonight had been a test in courage for Aaron and Harley, and they had passed with flying colors. Not all situations end up like that. Sammo's family had proved that. But these guys had been approved of, and that made a huge difference in their lives.

Wednesday night came around. The camera was set up in the master bedroom, ready for Aaron and Harley's big scene. The eight camera boys were hyped up, hoping they'd be picked. Guy put the names into a hat and shook it up good. Zeus got tagged to pick. He reached in and read the name and grinned.

"Tim gets the responsibility," he announced.

Tim walked up to Harley and Aaron as the others applauded. He grinned shyly.

"Thanks guys," he said.

"Everything's ready to go. Camera's full of film, so don't rush things. Tim your job is to work the camera and stay out of the way. It's a one-camera shoot and we'll let the audience imagine the other angles." Guy directed.

"Yes Sir, make sure the cameras running and keep my mouth shut and cock in my pants."

Everybody laughed.

"Anytime you're ready," Tim said to Aaron and Harley.

Tim was a good-looking black kid from the South side of Chicago. He had the scars to prove it, too. He'd run with a gang for a long time, but came here looking for something better. His life would change even more after tonight. The guys kicked back and relaxed after the house cleared. Aaron and Harley sat together out on the diving board, holding hands and quietly talking.

"You know, I hate to be involved in a private intimate moment between two guys," Tim stated.

"Don't seem right." Guy nodded.

"I hear you. But realize this is what Harley and Aaron want. So don't feel bad about this. Just know that you are a part of this special event."

I looked up to see the boys coming in. "Good luck Tim."

"It's time," Harley nodded.

Tim exhaled, and then finished the glass of sake. He got up and followed the two guys up the stairs. We heard the door close and knew that it was happening now. Zeus looked at me and nodded. I stood and walked out to the back of the yard and stretched out in the hammock. My mind wandered back to the days and times when I had my special moments with the boys I'd loved. I wondered where they were now, how they were doing. I hoped they were well. I must have dozed off, because I woke with the morning sun in my eyes. I knocked the blanket off me and sat up, rubbing my eyes. Then it all came rushing in, the big scene. I looked at my watch. It said nine thirty. Walking into the house, I noticed the place was quiet. Bruce handed me a cup of coffee and nodded. I sat down and sipped it carefully. At that moment, Tim came down the stairs. He looked at me and I could see tears in his eyes. It was obvious the boy's emotions were right on the edge.

"Tim?" I asked softly, putting my hand on his shoulders. "Are you alright son?"

"That… was the most… beautiful," he faltered, his tears and emotions getting the best of him right then. Bruce put a cup of coffee for him on the counter while I hugged the boy to me. I could feel his body shaking with the release of emotion. I rubbed his back, trying to calm him. Zeus walked in right then. He looked at us, his eyebrows raised. Tim finally got himself under control and stepped away. He took the coffee and sat down.

"We walked into the room, and I took my place behind the camera. I started shooting from the moment they walked into the room as planned. They started doing… things and I shot it all. What they did, was so… so, God I don't know! I keep trying to come up with a word to best describe what it was that I felt, but I can't. Is that the way love is supposed to be?" he asked.

"Yes," I said. "That, and a whole lot more. Don't even try to describe it all, because you can't. There never will ever be a single word to ever describe something like that. Just feel privileged to have experienced something special between two people."

"Someday you will experience that for yourself, Tim. For now just be happy about having experienced something good and beautiful," Zeus advised.

Tim finished his coffee and left the house. He'd be back later for the camera and gear. Aaron and Harley came down around eleven. The looks on their faces were enough to make me feel twelve feet [4 meter] tall. They had a quiet breakfast in the kitchen.

The rough cut was to be shown in three days. In the meantime we were to relax and take it easy. Sargent and Wang showed up and I decided to go for a run. Zeus joined me and we logged in four miles [6½ km]. We didn't say much of anything. What does one say after having seen those two lovers and hearing testimony from Tim? Nothing could be said, because words couldn't fit what I felt. I remembered the first time I made love. Those moments would never fade away. I still remembered those feelings, and what they did to me. My world had changed that day. I've tried my best to teach every boy those joys and pleasures, and I hope I've succeeded.

We got back to the house and went to the back for our usual workout. The mood was subdued and quiet, because of last night's events. Everyone was keeping to himself, thinking their thoughts. Sammo and Shiro were lying in the hammock together, talking, holding hands, and giving each other quick kisses. Harley and Aaron had gone back upstairs to their room and were being private again. I didn't bother them, I'm sure they were dealing with last night. I hoped they were okay.

Saturday morning the doorbell rang, and I opened it to find an older teen standing there. I was surprised to see him.

"Nick!" I said, shocked. "What a surprise!"

He pushed past me and quickly shut the door. I peeked out to see a horde of drooling girls zip past in a car. Shit. Never fails. I laughed my ass off as I turned to face Nick.

"Not funny," he said, grinning. He knew the joke, Clint Muphitt having told him one time. I shook his hand.

"If I knew you were coming, I'd have come out for you," I said.

"I wanted to surprise my little bro," he said.

"Sure as hell don't want to be around if those girls ever stop and get out of that car," I grinned, laughing again.

"Ouch, neither do I," he grinned.

"Nick!" Aaron shouted from the stairs. Nick turned to see Aaron flying at him. He caught him and lifted him in a bear hug. I smiled as they greeted each other. Nick caught sight of Harley.

"So this is the dude who caught your heart," Nick grinned as he shook Harley's hand.

"Nice to meet you," Harley said a bit shyly.

"Took a lot of guts to do what you did at the concert, guys. It's all over the media. People are talking, and it's all positive. The Cutler Clan approves of you guys," Nick smiled, hugging both boys.

I smiled and went into the kitchen with Bruce. I felt it was wise to leave them alone in the kitchen. The cell rang at that moment.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Hey, Logan. Just wanted an update," Mac said.

"All done. The last was shot last night, this morning. Film is at a lab, being worked on. Rough cut will be shown at the local theater this afternoon," I reported.

"Good. Don't start it till I get there. I want to see this myself," Mac said.

"You're coming out here?" I asked.

"Yup. I'm at thirty thousand feet [9,000 meter] right now. Will be landing in thirty minutes. Got excellent directions to the town. See you there," Mac stated.

"Okay," I replied, then hung up.

Guy walked in at that moment. "What's up?"

"Mac's gonna be here early afternoon. He wants us to hold the film so he can see it too," I replied.

"Oh good. Saves me lots of trouble. I've got it all finished, and it's ready to go. Wang's sitting on the crates," he said.

I nodded. "Sergeant Ryan and Wang are in the process of securing the theater. The equipment is still in good shape. They found one of the people who used to run the cameras. The guy said the stuff is certifiable clean."

"Good. As soon as Mac arrives, we do it. Hopefully Aaron and Harley approve it," Guy nodded, looking very pleased. I filled him in about what had happened this morning with Tim.

"He's right. I went through a half box of Kleenex. The scene was so moving. I don't think I could come up with a good word myself," he nodded. "He's going to be a changed boy. I'm going to give him one hell of a bonus."

We sat there until it was time. I drove the van to the theater and parked around the back. Nick kept a lookout for the car full of drooling girls. Another boy drove off with the van after we slipped inside. Mac was already there, smiling at us from the eighth row. A small catering table sat off to the side. We helped ourselves to sandwiches while waiting for the movie to start. Finally the lights went down and the movie started. I can tell you that it was beautifully done. This film was going to go ballistic at the box office. As the time for their big scene got closer, Harley and Aaron got nervous. Nick was sitting behind them, so he leaned forward and massaged their necks. It did the trick, and they settled down. Then the scene started, and I forgot everything and concentrated on it.

The scene opened with them walking into the room. They turned to face each other, and slowly moved into each other's arms. They kissed slow and passionately, hugging and touching each other. Aaron reached for Harley's shirt, lifting it and pulling it off. Harley's chest was nicely defined, the recent workouts having helped. His little nipples stood out as Aaron brushed his fingertips against them. Aaron explored Harley's chest, touching, feeling, and caressing the muscles. They leaned forward and kissed again as Harley unbuttoned Aaron's shirt, then gently pulled it over his shoulders and off his body. Aaron's torso had benefited from the workouts as well. They embraced once again, lips meeting in a very passionate French kiss. They rolled onto the bed. The soft lighting and the special light softening lens on the camera added to the scene. The song they wrote for the movie started. The music added to the moment unfolding on the screen. Then they broke apart and Aaron opened Harley's shorts and pulled them off, revealing the shimmering blue thong he wore. The lump in the front of them gave testimony to his sexual high. Aaron slowly rubbed the lump, fondling Harley's basket. Harley leaned over and opened Aaron's slacks and pulled then off. Aaron was wearing a green Speedo. They rolled into each other's arms again, hugging and kissing, their hands and fingers roaming all over each other's bodies. I watched Harley kiss and lick his way down Aaron's torso to the green Speedo. He slipped his hands inside Aaron's Speedo. I watched Aaron's head go back and a silent moan come out of his mouth and Harley slipped the Speedo off him. Aaron was hard. There was no question of that. His six inches [15 cm] stood up proudly for the entire world to see. Harley licked at the head, teasing it with the tip of his tongue. Aaron reached down and pulled Harley back up for another passionate kiss, then started orally exploring Harley's torso. We watched Harley getting off on the oral ministrations of Aaron's mouth and tongue. Aaron got down to the thong and pulled it off slowly, revealing Harley's boyhood. Aaron came back up to Harley's head and kissed him as he took the hard cock into his hand. Both boys stroked each other's erections while they French kissed for a bit. The camera closed in on them kissing then moved down their bodies until it focused on their mutual masturbation. You could see the hands moving up and down on the cocks. The camera backed up just in time to see Harley turning into a sixty-nine position. Both boys licked at each other's sexually aroused genitals, and then slowly sucked each other's cocks down into their mouths. I heard a soft sigh behind me. They were actively sucking each other off, one giving the other pleasure. Harley moved his tongue up to Aaron's gate, and slowly licked it, making Aaron scream in pleasure. Aaron returned the favor, and they went back to their 69. They broke apart moments later, and kissed again. They lay next to each other and caressed each other. Aaron turned away from Harley and reached for something. Harley took the tube of lube from Aaron and dripped some of it onto Aaron's cock. He took it in hand and jacked it off for a moment, working it into the boy's cock. Harley got up and straddled Aaron's hips. The camera zoomed in close and got a good view of the entry. Harley closed his eyes and let his head go back as the camera backed up. Harley moved up and down on Aaron as the final act of lovemaking began. The camera shot them from different distances as they fucked each other. You could tell they came a few times, it was so obvious. They settled down on the bed, the camera focusing in on the bedside clock. The scene was done.

I let out my breath, my emotions and feelings were on edge. I sat up and blinked. I don't remember the rest of the movie. I looked around and saw tears running down Nick's face. He wasn't the only crying. Everyone else was, even Harley and Aaron.

"Man," Harley whispered, "I didn't think we'd be that real."

Aaron was all choked up. He turned and embraced Harley. Both boys hugged each other.

"Little bro, that was just so… too… I don't know!" Nick cried, his emotions getting the best of him right then. "That was so beautiful," Nick sighed once he got his emotions under control.

"Yeah, what you said," I agreed.

Mac too, was moved to tears. "God almighty, that was far too beautiful for words. They going to be talking about this one clear into the next century."

"The film is perfect. Print it and show it," Harley said, getting agreement from Aaron.

"Done and done," Mac said, rising. "You know where to send it."

Guy nodded, and Mac was gone. We sat there for the longest time, nobody wanting to leave just yet. Finally I stood up.

"Well, I don't know about you guys, but I'm in the mood to head back to the house and hit the pool and relax. Anybody game?" Everybody raised their hands except for Guy.

"I need to get this thing packed and shipped," he said.

"Cool," I said. I ended up helping him with that.

Instead of sending the actual film, I switched it for an old black and white and bugged the crate with a tracker. I went and activated my net of retarded (Seal slang for retired) Seal friends and arranged to get the actual film sent to Mac. Call it a feeling or intuition; I decided to do it this way. Turned out I had done the right thing. The crate disappeared en route to Mac's office. But the film itself was very safe. Two of my old friends showed up at Mac's office disguised as contractors to renovate his private bathroom. Mac by then was screaming bloody murder at everybody to find the film. My friends walked in with their shopping cart of tools covering the film canisters and deposited it on his desk. The courier service made a huge mistake threatening Mac. My two friends immediately whipped out their HKMP-5 9mm sub guns and told the dude to kiss off. Okay, that wasn't the exact words, but who cares? The courier service executive got the message. The man got out of there super fast.

Mac hired my two friends, and they brought in their friends. Folks, I subscribe to a very effective insurance policy. It's called Navy Seals Retirement Insurance, manned by retired Seals. Nuff said. I knew now that we finally had established a firm beachhead in Hollywood. People would be calling us. The Seals in California found the crate once an old friend of mine 'happened to accidentally set a satellite on a new course'. It found the tracker; Seal team six in Hermosa Beach went and crashed the place. Not only did they find the crate, they recovered a ton of stolen military ordinance. That made everybody happy.

In the meantime, everyone was relaxing once the work was done. Harley and Aaron continued to spend time together. I noticed that they were reading the real estate ads together a few mornings later.

"What's up?" I asked.

"We're thinking of settling down here together here. We'd be very legal, and from this location very centrally located to wherever work takes us," Harley said.

"No way are we giving up show biz. Hell, we're even talking about setting up a production company. These guys who worked this movie were just great," Aaron said.

"Hoo. You guys are talking major responsibility here. I think you guys need to talk to your respective families before deciding anything," I advised.

"Exactly what we're going to do. Just want to build up a good argument first," Harley stated, picking up his can of Coke and taking a sip.

"Okay, but be prepared for everyone to say no to you both. Good luck," I said.

Aaron nodded. "Oh, by the way, when's the wrap up party?"

"Wrap up party?" I asked dumbly, blinking at them.

The wrap up party was held at the Jorgenson Hotel. They really outdid themselves. The red carpet treatment all the way. Yoshi, Jeff, and Travis played a pair of ZZ Top songs, "Sharp Dressed Man" and "Gimme All your Lovin'" as Harley and Aaron walked in. The crew and other cast members were there, Mac was there, and so were the other studio execs. The Oswald Family and the Cutler Family were there as well, having flown in two days before. Both boys had talked to their families in private. I wasn't privy to the discussions, so I had no idea what had happened. I just hope that the discussions went well.

All the boys were well behaved. I did see a line moving in and out one of the back rooms, so I followed one boy in. Some of the boys had set up a glory hole in the bathroom. I made it a point to direct the Oswald and Cutler Clans to the more public restrooms. No need to start a bad scene. There was much music, food, and drink. Everything had been well done.

"Folks, if I could have your attention for a moment?" Daniel said over the PA system. We turned to face Daniel and to hear what he had to say. "Some time ago, held an Oscar party in this very room and watched the event on the large wide screens. We had hoped some of our favorite performers would win the Oscars, and one did. However, we felt one of our favorite celebrities was robbed there. So to make up for that, we would like to present a very special Peckertown Oscar to Mr. Harley Joel Oswald, for his absolutely fantastic performance in the lead role for Sixth Sense. Harley, would you come and receive this award?" Daniel asked him.

The applause went on loud and long as Harley walked up to the stage with Aaron behind him. He shook Daniel's hand and accepted what would become the first Peckertown Oscar ever presented. The Peckertown Oscars would become an established event once more and more young actors and actresses made movies in Arkansas, taking full advantage of the laws there. Some of them would surpass the films made by the adult actors and actresses. Harley grinned and waved.

"Thank you!" he called out. "Thank you so much! I have only one thing to say, I really do see dead people." The crowd went while with laughter and applause.

We settled down after a moment. Harley and Aaron nodded at each other. "We have an announcement to make. We have decided to stay here in Peckertown and make our home here. We feel we have found our place here, and intend to become citizens of this town. Be assured that we will continue our respective careers, we don't intend to give it up. We will become active in this community by establishing a production company to help us with movie making and music producing. We want to thank the guys who worked hard on the movie with us. You guys did a super job, and we hope to work with you guys again real soon. Thanks for this special award, it means much more to me than the Academy ones. It came from your hearts and souls. Those are the real special awards," Harley said.

The applause and cheers started in as I grinned. Everything worked out perfectly for them after all. That made me happy. There truly is a real happy ending after all. I looked over at my boys, Shiro and Sammo. They were holding each other, looking perfectly happy. My secret wish had been fulfilled about those two. I knew I didn't have to worry about them any more. I thought about what the future was holding in store for us. I hoped and prayed it would be a good one. Life is good after all.

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