David

Samurai, Inc.

Chapters 12-14

Guest starring Daniel Redrock, with cameo appearances by Rupert Grunt and Tom Fulton
This story is fiction. None of these events really happened. Daniel Redrock's model to my knowledge is not gay and the sexual events do not make him so. The members of the Royal family named here are not gay (God Bless The Queen), and the character "Q" is a registered character and trademark of the Broccoli Family, owners of the James Bond series.
Purple and italic font indicates thought speak; This green font indicates a foreign language.

We stood in the knee-deep snow and watched the Russian military helicopter leave. I pulled out the GPS (Global Positioning Satellite) computer and checked our current position with the satellite up in space against the coordinates on the map. We were right on target. Now all we had to do was hike into the village five miles [8 km] north of our current position. I shouldered my pack and crossed my fingers. This was not going to be fun. Oh sure we had training hikes back home in the snow and trained for winter combat techniques, but this was now for real. There was no stopping and going back to square one to start all over again. I scratched my face and sighed. I wondered if the information we were given was accurate, or were we being led into a trap? Sure the Russians were now friendly, but there were those who still wanted a return to the old days, and that had me nervous. I wouldn't feel better until we got Daniel Redrock and got out again.

"Dad? You alright?" Shiro asked, breaking me out of my thoughts.

"I will be once this is over," I replied. Danny nodded his agreement. He was feeling the same as me. Neil was already on the alert, looking around at the nearby hills. I saw a different light in his eyes, and I knew he was using his telepathy to scan for any human life other than us.

"I can't feel anything," Neil said a moment later.

"That's okay, son. We're probably too far out," I said.

"Fifteen mile [25 km] radius limit?" Sammo asked. Neil thought about that. "That's a possibility, considering the fact that Steven Barnes was a trained closed mind." I shook my head and sighed as I thought about the last couple of days. It seemed so unreal, but here we were, standing in the middle of frozen snowy Russian, conducting a rescue mission for a famous teen actor.

It had started with the phone call to us from a man named Mac out in Hollywood. I was relaxing by the indoor pool out at Aaron and Harley's farm that they had bought a few months ago after bringing John and Carlos out of South America. That was our first ever international job, and it had gone off perfectly. I was conducting a physical exercise with Harley when the cell rang. Mac was on the other end and gave me the news of Daniel Redrock's disappearance. We knew about the movie coming out, but didn't get to see it, having been out of the country at the time. Mac informed me that the Queen of England had asked for us specially. That was something nobody should ever refuse. After ending the exercise with Harley, the guys and I packed up and got down to the Little Rock airport and flew to New York where the Queen's private plane was to meet us. We traveled light, not wanting to bring anything that could get us into trouble.

The English Ambassador informed us we would get to use whatever we needed to get the job done. That of course made me happy to hear that. So off we went. We gathered around the conference table once the plane reached its cruising altitude.

Apparently Daniel was to appear on a very well known talk show in England to promote the movie over there. He was to be at the studio at six. When the limo failed to show, the parents got worried and called the police. The police got involved and started the search immediately. One smart thing they did was to find out who the driver was supposed to be. They found him tied up in his flat out cold. The flat was a mess, indicating the guy put up one hell of a fight before succumbing to superior odds. That man deserved a medal. The man was still out at that moment, so police couldn't get anything out of him. That was the only lead they had come up with. Shiro sent the pictures we had of the Professor, Evans, and Anderson in hopes of coming up with information. Since we were tired, we all sacked out in the smaller bedrooms on the plane. We needed our sleep, because I had the feeling it was going to be nonstop action all the way. I was right, too.

We arrived late that night in England. They put us up in a hotel and after a few more hours of sleep, they woke us and we went to meet the Queen. The boys were on their best behavior and I was proud of them. Then we spent two hours being briefed by a man named Q. He gave us the gear I requested and guided us out to the Redrock house. We met the distraught parents and assured them we'd do everything we could to get Daniel back. The man from Warner Brothers Studios was there and he made Neil nervous. The man's name was Steven Barnes and he made me nervous too.

Dad, I can't read anything from him, he has a closed mind, Neil reported.

I got a bad feeling about him, I replied.

Is there anyway we can watch him without alerting him? Sammo asked.

No, but we will play him as we go, I said. I decided our first course of action was to get a map of the area and study it, and then drive all the possible routes. To do this, we needed to split up the team. Everyone except for Neil would drive a car. Q immediately arranged for four Land rovers to be delivered immediately. They would be here the next morning we were told. That would hurt us slightly. Shiro and Sammo went up to Daniel's room and searched it top to bottom looking for any possible clues. If you need to search a teen's room, get a teenager to do it. Works every time. Both of them didn't find anything. That was a pisser. The parents told us that everything had been normal in the last few weeks. They gave us names of people that had been here in the last week. There was Rupert Grunt who played Ron Weasley, Emma Watson who played Hermione Granger, the boy who played Draco Malfoy, and Steven Barnes was here the most. He was popping up again. I decided to take a closer look into this guy. I whispered a request into Q's ear.

"I'm on it," he said. Since there wasn't much else we could do, we went to a small hotel for the night. We made plans for the next day. I hoped we would have better luck.

Q knocked on our door the next morning. I let him in as Danny stood behind the door at the ready.

"Absolutely bloody nothing on this bloke. He's too squeaky clean," he said, handing me a file folder. Q was right. There was hardly anything in there. Squeaky clean my ass. This guy smells even worse now. I sipped my coffee as the others finished their breakfasts.

"The cars are here, and they are equipped with hands free cell phones. They have been programmed for conference calling so all of you can talk to each other. I took the liberty of securing another one for myself. More people means better luck," he said. I nodded. "Let's go." Everyone set off on their assigned roads once we met back at the house. Neil being with me was helpful. He could watch out with his senses as well as with his eyes. Like I said, his abilities were a blessing to the team. I don't ever want to get too dependent on him, though. Too much could go wrong. We drove for nearly three hours with out seeing any kind of a sign of a car going off the road. I pulled over, needing to stretch and to pee. Neil got out and wandered up the dirt road we were on, studying the roadside. Suddenly he started jumping up and down like a jack in the box.

"Dad!" he yelled. "Over here!" I ran towards him, trying to zip up and drawing my H&K nine at the same time. I got to where he was and saw the faint outline of the car's taillight. I went left, Neil went right. There was nobody inside. Damn. I had hoped he would be there. Neil jogged back to the Land Rover and contacted everybody. Within moments, the others were there. Q got on his secure cell and got a tow truck out there. The police arrived as well and got to work. Their CSI (Crime Scene Investigations) team did a totally excellent job of finding evidence. The car had gone to ground there, and the driver had removed Daniel from the back, walked down the gully for two miles [3 km], and went up the side. They found tire prints that indicated it might have been a truck of some kind. The tracks went to the road and stopped there. The car was now on it's way to the local police garage.

We followed them there and watched the second team strip the car slowly and in a methodical fashion. These guys were no slouches. One major clue did turn up. It was a matchbook with the name of something on it and the name of someone written inside it. I grinned as I held the matches.

"No matter how good these guys think they are, they always screw up somewhere," I said.

"I agree. Now we run that evidence through our computers and see what we get," Q said as he took them from me. Going back to the Redrock's, we told them we found the car and the clue. They offered us lots of money but I refused.

"Seeing the three of you back together is all the payment we need," I said. We left after promising to keep in touch. We got back to London by late evening. We were put up in visiting diplomat housing, the best I'd ever seen. There wasn't anything we could do but sit around and twiddle our thumbs. I hoped we would find him alive and well. We had to. His parents were depending on us.

***

Daniel woke up slowly, his head hurting. He could feel the lump on the back of his head that he had gotten when he passed out.

"Bloody hell," he grumbled. "Damned mess I'm in." He blinked slowly and tried to move. He discovered himself locked inside a cage big enough to let him wiggle around in.

"What the hell!" he cried out. The canvass covering the cage blinded him, but let in enough light for him to see his surroundings. His shoes and belt was gone, including the pocketknife he carried in his pocket out of habit. The canvas was pulled aside and a man's face looked at him.

"You keep quiet, hear? I'll smack you if you don't," the ugly looking man threatened Daniel.

"Sod off," Daniel snapped.

"Ya gots a fresh mouth on ya. Too bad I don't have time to shut it for ya proper like," the ugly man sneered at him. Ugly was the right term for him. He had one big long scar reaching from the bottom of his left ear going down to the corner of his mouth. Daniel shivered. This guy scared him. Daniel mentally dubbed him Ugly.

"Now shut yer yap. We'll be stopping soon," Ugly said, and then dropped the canvas again, blocking Daniel's sight. Daniel sat back and sighed. Now what was he going to do? At the moment there was nothing he could do except wait it out. He sat in the corner of the cage and tried to stretch out a bit.

"That's a bit better. Nothing I can do until the odds get better for an escape," he said to himself. "Hope these weirdoes don't expect me to do magic. It was just a movie!" Whatever he was riding in suddenly shook and dropped a little. He heard the man swear and say something about turbulence.

"They've got me on a plane," he thought to himself. "To where?" He'd get his answer before long, and hopefully the other answers as well. He closed his eyes and sighed. So much had happened in his life the last year or so. He had acted in movies before, but just smaller minor stuff. Then his life changed dramatically after he auditioned for the role of Harry Potter. Getting the role had been the most exciting moment of his life. He spent the weekend before the shoot reading the book Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone backwards and forwards trying to get an idea of what the movie was going to be about. He ended up getting all four books signed by the author herself. Then came the press conference in which all the actors and actresses were introduced. The rise to fame came overnight. Everybody that knew him congratulated him, including his schoolmates. A few reporters showed up at the school to interview him, but they were turned away. Then came the shoot, and Daniel had worked hard on it. Richard Harris and Robbie Coltraine were extremely helpful to Daniel, giving him and the other kids help with their acting. Daniel was looking forward to doing the other three movies and had signed on to do them. His new friends had done the same. Then the movie was released, and people flocked to see it. More and more requests for appearances and interviews came in, and Daniel managed to cover them all up to now. Suddenly he was a kidnap victim, going to who knows where. He hoped that there was someone tracking him down. Shifting his position, he tried to make himself a bit more comfortable.

"Not my bloody idea of fun," he thought. "I gotta figure a way out of this." Daniel closed his eyes and let his mind wander. Best thing he could do is wait for opportunity to present its self, and he'd be gone. He chuckled quietly to himself. He felt the plane moving downward and realized they would be landing soon.

The plane did land, and the cargo door was opened. The two men in the plane moved the covered cage to a truck. Daniel felt the freezing cold almost instantly as the cage was loaded into a truck. He shivered and rolled up into a ball, trying to keep warm. The truck rolled off and the man who had confronted him peeked in.

"Here," he grumbled, stuffing something through the bars of the cage. "Put it on. It's a very heavy jacket. Should keep you warm." Daniel nodded. "Thanks." He reached for it and pulled it on and zipped it up all the way to the top. Feeling tired, he yawned once again and lay down and curled up, trying to stay warm.

"I hope they got heat at wherever it is we're going," he thought.

***

Q knocked on our door the next morning. I opened the door and let him in. He followed me to the kitchen and I poured him some tea. Shiro was working his laptop, cruising the newsgroups and chatrooms, looking for any clues possible.

"Right. I ran the matches through the computer this morning and got two excellent matches. The name on the cover, Red Spot, is the name of a nightclub in Moscow that is frequented by Russian Mafia. Your man's name inside the matchbook, a Valentin Puly, is indeed Russian Mafia, one of the worst. Russian authorities have been after him for a long time. Really nasty chap," Q said, handing me a file. I glanced at it and noted the picture of the man inside. I passed it to Danny, who read it and passed it on.

"Our next step is to go to Russian then. This is our only solid clue in the right direction," I said.

"I figured as much. I made contact with the Russian Security Council and advised them of the situation. They said they would immediately track any suspicious aircraft coming in and would assist you in anyway possible," Q said. "Your first contact will be a man named Pitor Prevolitch. He is the current secretary of defense. He'll meet you in Moscow airport."

I nodded. "Thanks for everything, Q. You and the English people have been a big help."

"Bring him back alive, and yourselves as well," the old man nodded. I shook his hand. "I always do."

Q saw us off on the flight to Moscow. The Russian secretary of defense promised us equipment, so Shiro elected to leave the laptop behind. Q promised to keep it safe for him. The only things we would need was clothes. We packed light, and I inspected everything to make sure that there wasn't anything that could get us into trouble at Russian customs. Thankfully there wasn't, and we left customs after a long flight. Looking around the airport, I spotted two men in long black trench coats standing by an old cigarette machine. They were KGB without a doubt. I led the crew to a small café there in the airport and got some coffee, or what looked like coffee. The two men in black hadn't budged. It was obvious they were watching us. That was fine by me. I hadn't done anything illegal. Yet. I casually glanced around. There were the travelers going in and out of the building, the maintenance guys, and the airport security. Then there were the orange-sheeted Hare Krishnas wandering around begging for handouts. I blinked. These guys must be desperate to be in here. I knew for a fact that they had been kicked out of just about every airport in the US. I remember standing in line for the check in counter in New York once and watching a crew of cops dragging the idiots out to the applause of the people waiting in line. Shiro was the first to spot him.

"Here he comes Dad," he stage whispered. I looked up. He looked exactly like the photograph I'd seen. Right behind him was the biggest Russian I'd ever seen, the only exception was the Russian kid who was the boyfriend of one of Powersound's guys. As the man got closer, I stood up. He saw me and walked over with a smile on his face.

"Welcome to Russia," he said, extending his hand. I shook his hand and made the introductions. He smiled and nodded to each. As we left the airport, I checked my six and noted the men in black glaring at us. I wondered why.

"Jealous little bastards. Nothing to worry about," Petrovitch said. His car was warm and comfortable. He handed me a folder on the mafia man Puly. I flipped through it and noted that there wasn't much meat in it.

"He is a hard man to track," Petrovitch sighed. "He is a big problem."

"All I need to do is ask him a few questions. Then he's yours," I said.

Petrovitch grinned. "I would love to dump his ass gift wrapped on my superior's desk."

I grinned as well. "Let me see what I can do."

The car took us into a building and stopped. I got out first and noted the heat right away. The guys nodded their appreciation as well. We followed Petrovitch into his office proper. After offering coffee, he spread out a map on a table and pointed to where the club was.

"We have places around it and a larger warehouse over here for staging troops before starting operations. It would be a good place to question this guy, provided you are able to catch him. I hope you are able to do that," he said. I looked up. "Have you been inside?"

"No, but there are others who have. I have tried to locate one man, but he was not able to be here. Instead, he sent blueprints of the interior of the club. They are current, dated two months ago. He was fortunate to have worked on the remodel of the place," Petrovitch said, producing the papers. All of us studied them for a few moments. I noted the exits, windows, and the stage area. Neil would be our ace in the hole like usual. All we had to do was herd him out through the back, and he was ours. I checked my watch. They all looked at me.

"Let's go fishing tonight," I said.

***

The truck carrying Daniel finally stopped. The tailgate was dropped and his cage taken out. Daniel woke up at the sound of voices. He looked up to see two men having a conversation. The tall aristocratic looking one put something into the other man's hand and turned away. He walked over to Daniel.

"Are you okay?" he asked. Daniel just nodded, noting the man's clothes. This guy was used to wearing fine suits and things. He sounded very European. He sported a small goatee and carried a cane. He pointed to the cage and said something in Russian. Two big men opened the cage and helped Daniel out. Before Daniel had the chance to react, they put cuffs on his wrists and around his ankles.

"Don't want you leaving just yet, Mr. Redrock. There is something I need from you and I shall get it," the man smiled. "Oh, you can call me the Professor."

"How about asshole?" Daniel snapped, glaring at the man.

The Professor laughed. "Very good, Mr. Redrock. You do have a sense of humor. Shall we discus your current situation?"

He turned and led the way into the hall from what was obviously the garage. They went down a hall and then into another room. It was much warmer in here. Daniel's escorts removed the handcuffs, removed his jacket, and then sat him down in a chair and stood behind him. The table in front of him had food and drink on it.

"Please help yourself. You must be famished after such a long journey," the Professor said. Daniel reached for the teapot and poured himself some tea. He felt the tea warm up his insides and he sighed. He reached for the bread and made himself a sandwich and ate it. Once he was done eating, the two men behind him patted him down to make sure he didn't take a knife or something that could be used for a weapon. The Professor sat down next to him.

"Not too long ago, I as doing business with a man in England. He decided to cross me. Not a good idea. He ran from me and in doing so, he ran into you and hurt you slightly. He gave you something, and then had the misfortune to die in an accident. I need to know what it was that he gave you, and where it is," the Professor explained.

Daniel remembered the man. He had been coming out of the bathroom at some event he had gone to. A short balding man had run right into him, knocking him against the wall. Daniel had gone down and hit his head on the floor. Completely dazed, he had looked up at the guy and wondered what the hell was going on. He could feel the man's hands on his face and tried to focus on what he was saying. He felt a sharp pain behind his left ear and then he had passed out.

"Sorry, I don't remember the man," Daniel lied.

The Professor sighed. "No matter. I will make you remember. But not now. You have had a long journey and you need your rest. You will be shown to a room and tomorrow morning we will begin the interrogation."

He stood up and said something to the two men. They cuffed Daniel's hands behind his back after he stood up. They led him to a room that had a bed, a chair, and a table. Looking around the partition, Daniel found a bathroom there. The two men took the cuffs off Daniel and backed out slowly and then closed and locked the door. Daniel was trapped. He sat on the bed and sighed. He had to figure a way out of this, and fast. What that guy had said scared him, and he didn't want to find out what he was going to do to him. The bed he was on felt comfortable, and he stretched out on it. He sat up and went to the bathroom and took care of business, and then kicked his shoes off. He debated on undressing, and decided to keep his clothes on. Getting under the covers, he sighed and closed his eyes. Moments later he was asleep. One of the men peeked in the window set in the door and saw Daniel sleeping. He turned off the light in the room and walked away, reporting to the Professor.

"Good," the Professor nodded. "He'll need it."

***

The music in the club was deafing. We had the bug on Neil's shirt turned down so the music wouldn't be too loud. Neil's job was to walk in and give Puly the note. What happened instead was not expected, but worked in our favor. The man operating the soundboard blushed.

"What did he say?" I asked.

The slim, short young man looked at me. "He say… ah… he say what a cute sexy boy you are. He invites him to room for fun." I grinned. This was working out better than I planned.

Neil, Puly has the hots for you. Play him on it, I said.

He's pawing me like he's in heat, Neil reported.

He wants to take you to his room for fun, I said.

Neil grinned at the ugly man and wiggled his eyebrows seductively. The man led him out the back door and then picked him up. We watched Neil grind himself against the man and wiggle his tongue at the man on the monitors in the van. Petrovitch grinned.

"We have tried everything to get this man. Your boy goes in there and in minutes has him drooling all over him. At least we can hold him on prostitution charges while we build up a case on him," Petrovitch said.

The Army general next to him shook his head. "Your boy has enormous balls to go in there by himself."

"He's a special kid, General Omurov. He's capable of a lot of things," I said.

The man smiled. "Then you are lucky to be his father."

I sighed. "Don't I know it."

We watched as Neil took the man's huge paw and smiled shyly at him. Puly led Neil down the alley towards Sammo's position. They were close enough to Sammo's position. Sammo was there just in case Neil couldn't knock him out. Neil had no problem. He looked at the man and the guy's eyes rolled up into his head and conked out. Sammo and two Spetznaz (military group similar to the Navy Seals) came out of the shadows and loaded the guy on a truck. Our van began to move once the truck was moving. Phase one of the op had succeeded.

We met at the warehouse. Neil jumped out of the truck grinning.

"Job done. He's ours," he reported. I hugged Neil as the soldiers dragged him out of the truck. They tied him to a chair and we waited for him to wake up. Suddenly he snapped to, blinking his eyes and looking around. He screamed at us once he realized what had happened. Neil stood up and just looked at him. Puly's eyes glassed over and in a low monotone, told us everything.

"Shit, it's the Professor. What do we do, Dad?" Shiro asked.

I looked at him. "We go after him."

Omurov spread a map over a table. "You will get all the latest gear we have. Your target is out here. We will fly you in tonight and land you at first light. You need to be extra alert. There have been stories of a very dangerous creature haunting the region there."

Shiro was attempting to work a handheld GPS computer and getting frustrated. The General walked over to see what the problem was.

"You were given the wrong units. We have some in American English for you to use," he said, directing Shiro's attention to another open box. Shiro picked up that unit and checked it. He smiled a moment later.

"Thank you sir. This is much better. I apologize for not knowing Russian," Shiro said to the General. The man smiled as Shiro went back to work, inputting information we'd need. Danny, Neil, and Sammo were getting measured for snow camouflage suits. Once our gear was assembled and we were ready, a car took us to the airport and we flew off in a plane to an Army base close to our target zone. We got some sleep on the two-hour flight out there. We arrived at the base around one in the morning. After checking out the rest of the gear we were getting, we sacked out a bit more. We got up around four thirty and did another check of our gear. The chopper dropped us at the LZ right at first light. We were on our own again. Nothing new. We started the hike to the village five miles [8 km] north of our current position. It was freeze ass cold, and I was glad for the warm snowsuits they gave us. Danny had point, Sammo behind him, then Neil, Shiro, and then me. I hoped the stories of this creature were exaggerated. Once we got into the village and made contact with our man, we'd know more. The snowshoes we had made the going easy. I was tempted to make a snowball and throw it at Danny just as a joke, but thought better of it. There would be plenty of playtime back home. The territory reminded me of the mountain back home. I didn't dare relax, I didn't want to let my guard down. We made the village by late morning. The people there looked at us strangely. We met our man and he told us everything we needed to know, including the creature. That left us puzzled.

"Neil could handle this crazy creature if it comes down to it," I said.

"Provided he doesn't claw me up first," Neil stated.

"That's why I've got the tranquilizer gun," I said, holding up the rifle. Sammo looked at it. "Hope it works."

"Well, if it comes down to it, I hope so too," I said. Nothing else was said as we made our final preparations. We had our final information and were ready to go. Danny just nodded and took point again. Shiro was behind him as Sammo followed, manning the GPS. Neil expanded his senses and kept us covered. I took rear guard. It was coming up on ten in the morning.

***

Daniel woke up when the door opened. A man put a try of food on the table and retreated. Daniel got up and looked at what was on the tray. He ate what was there and drank the tea. At least they were feeding him. He hadn't slept very well, his mind dwelling on what might happen this morning. He was feeling nervous. He hoped they wouldn't hurt him. The door opened again around ten. The two men walked in and one of them grabbed Daniel while the other one cuffed his hands behind his back. They escorted him out of the room and down the hall. A man in the hall opened a door for them and closed it behind them. The room was empty except for a chair in the middle of the room. It looked like the kind one would find in a dentist's office. There was a smaller chair and two tables next to it. The men took the handcuffs off Daniel, and then put him in the chair and strapped him down. The Professor arrived five minutes later.

"I don't know anything!" Daniel cried, truly scared now. "Please let me go!"

The Professor looked at him for a moment. "I need to know about that man. You will tell me everything."

The beep of something electronic interrupted things. The Professor looked at the computer monitor. He saw five people in the snow coming towards the camera.

"I will come up to the command center," he said into the phone. "Make him ready to go." The Professor turned to Daniel. "I must attend to this matter. You now have another chance to consider telling me about the man who ran into you. Otherwise, I have to use these things." He pulled back the surgical cloth that covered a tray. Daniel saw a syringe and other things there. The sight of them chilled him to the bone. The Professor noted the look of fear in Daniel's face. He bowed and left. Arriving at the command center, one of the men there motioned to him.

"I have a close up shot of them," he reported. The Professor looked at the screen. "Ah, the gentlemen from Big Bear, California operation. They kept me from collecting the boy Jonathan Lapinski."

"But the operation wasn't a total loss, sir. We found a boy with powers," a black man said to him.

"Quite right you are. Little Neil Logan is a mutant. I'm almost sorry he has to die. I wish there was a way of taking him alive. Our hunter regretfully will take his young life," the Professor sighed. "Is he ready?" Another man nodded. "Ready to go."

"Release him then," the Professor sighed. They watched another monitor as a door was opened by remote and a human like creature bounded out and down the trail.

Neil was the first to react. "Something's coming!" I stopped next to him "Any idea what it is?"

"No, but the thoughts aren't true hostile. They are so jumbled up I can't make heads or tails of them. One though is very strong. The word kill," Neil said. Shiro scratched his chin. "Could this thing be human?"

"It is," Neil said a moment later.

"Brainwashed. It has to be. It would explain the jumbled up thoughts, with the one extremely strong one overriding the others," Sammo said. Danny nodded. "I agree. Had a case like that when I was Seal."

"The Professor wants to hide something really bad if he brainwashed someone into being a killer," I said. Neil sat on a rock and closed his eyes. He started to concentrate on the person while the rest of us fanned out around him.

"Coming from the north… no anger… no hate… his thoughts too jumbled… have to go in," Neil said.

"Be careful," I said, getting the tranquilizer rifle ready. Neil nodded, and I watched him carefully. I heard something coming now, and I backed up so I'd have plenty of room to take the shot. It appeared a moment later. It definitely was human. A boy, to be exact. He was a mess, covered with dirt, mud, and dried blood. He slowly approached Neil, raising his hands. Something came out of the backs of his hands, and I realized what they were. They were claws. Three of them on each hand, about six inches [15 cm] long, and appeared to be razor sharp. I raised my rifle and centered my shot at the boy's right shoulder. The boy growled and then he collapsed. Neil opened his eyes and sighed.

"I'm alright, Dad. I fixed his mind. Wasn't easy, but I did it. His name is Sacha. He's a twelve-year-old orphan, like I was. He's got powers, too. His body can heal its self of any wound or poison. A metal called adamatium covers his skeleton. His claws are made of the same material as well. The Professor did it to him," Neil said, his face turning to rage.

"Easy, son. We'll get him. He knows we're here now. What he doesn't know just yet is that you stopped Sacha from killing us. Good work," I said. Danny wrapped the boy in a thick blanket. "How are we going to get in?"

"We find a door or blow our way in," I said. Sammo grinned at that. Sammo loves to blow up things, so he worked up a couple of quick attaching explosives ready to go. I crossed my fingers and hoped we didn't get blown up in the process. Neil relaxed and used his mind to scan the area. He smiled a moment later.

"There's an entry hatch about a hundred yards [90 m] to our left," he announced. I blinked. "How did you find it? Anybody near it?"

"No. I scanned for heat signatures, just like I did with Sacha. Easy to find," Neil said, grinning. I had to laugh. Neil certainly surprises me. My next thought was about Sacha. What do we do with him? His waking up solved that problem. He blinked and looked up into our faces. Neil smiled down at him.

"Are you alright?" he asked. Sacha slowly nodded. He tried to get up and fell down. Neil helped him up. Sacha leaned on Neil as we got over to the access hatch. Sammo went to work and had it open a few minutes later. We got inside and closed it behind us. Sacha sighed with relief as the warm air hit him. Poor kid was practically naked. How he withstood the cold was beyond me. As Danny took point, I let my thoughts wander. What was going to happen to Sacha? Would the Russians let him go with us? I decided to deal with those things later. We had a job to do right now.

***

The Professor slammed his fist down on the console. "Damn that little brat!" The security chief hung up his phone. "I've ordered my men into that area. Their orders is to retake Sacha, take Neil alive, and to kill the others."

"Good, very good," the Professor nodded. The man smiled a very evil smile. When communism ended in Russia, a lot of the military men were dismissed. There were quite a few Spetznaz groups floating around and the Professor had hired one such group to protect his base. They were well suited to the task of taking out the intruders. Or so he thought.

***

Danny once again took point. There was no doubt now that the Professor knew we were here. We had every reason to believe he sent his security after us. Good. I liked a straight fight, but there are times that being very sneaky pays off. Neil was taking care of Sacha. Both of them were talking to each other. How Sacha knew English was beyond me, but my guess is that he learned it from school. Sacha was walking better now. Neil had an extra set of clothes in his pack and Sacha was wearing them. He looked a bit more human now. He smiled at me when he saw me looking at him.

"Thank you for saving my life. I know what that bastard did to me and he will pay. Neil has told me much about you guys, and I want to join," he said.

"You're already one of us," I said. Sacha grinned. "Then let's go get this boy."

"Have any idea where he might be?" I asked.

He shook his head. "I don't know. Be hard to find him."

Danny suddenly snapped his fingers. Company was coming. Sacha immediately changed in front of our eyes. Gone was the friendly look. His eyes narrowed and the anger came up into his eyes.

"No claws unless absolutely necessary," Neil whispered. Sacha nodded. We moved forward, ready for anything. We stayed in the shadows, moving forward cautiously. Turning the corner, we saw the shadows and shapes of the men coming towards us. Suddenly something fell on them from the ceiling. Whatever it was, it moved very fast. The ten men were quickly knocked down. I froze, not knowing what to expect.

"Come on," Sacha's voice came at us. "Let's move while they're sleeping!" It had been Sacha that attacked them. I grinned. This kid would be a huge asset to the team. Danny found the door and was ready to go through it. We stacked up behind him and once the signal was passed, went through it. We were in a corridor leading to a bigger door. It turned out to be an elevator. When the door opened, Sacha charged in and immediately took out the security man in there. The passenger backed up into the corner, scared to death. Sacha growled at him, exposing his canine teeth.

"Tell you anything you wanna know!" the man cried Neil didn't hesitate. "Daniel Redrock."

"Third floor guest rooms. I'll take you there!" the scared man said. He led us right to the empty room. I shoved him against the wall. Sacha sniffed at the pillow, his nose buried in it. I looked at the man.

"I don't know!" he cried. Sacha stood up and smacked him on the side of the head. The man crumpled.

"Toss him on the bed. We don't need him. I got his scent," Sacha said.

Neil grinned. "You can track him with your enhanced senses."

"Surprise, surprise. Let's go," I said. There would be plenty of time to analyze Sacha's abilities later. Sacha led the way. By now the halls were crawling with the opposition. The fight got started. Sacha really got into it, moving lightning fast. He could fight, too. His punches dropped his opponents while we had to work at dropping ours. Neil used his deranged wolf projections, making the big tough men piss their pants and run. The next one he adjusted slightly, making it appear that Sacha had mutated and gone completely crazy. We crashed into the room where Daniel was a few minutes later. The Professor was there as well. He wasn't alone, either. I counted two dozen guns pointed at us.

I blinked. We were in trouble now. Sacha backed up slightly and stood next to Neil. Sammo had turned around to see another six guns covering us at the rear.

"How nice of you to drop in. Drop your guns, and tell Neil to surrender to me. Otherwise he gets to watch you die a very painful death," he sneered.

Get ready to rock, guys. I'm gonna pop a whole new illusion, plus rock the building a little. Danny, go right. Sacha goes up the middle, and Dad goes left. I'll help as much as I can. Sammo, them blokes in front of you are yours, Neil said to us.

I dropped my MP-5 on the floor slowly, and then reached for my H&K nine. Suddenly the room shook violently, everyone knocked off their feet. We all reacted. The battle was short but sweet. Sacha used his claws to make sure his targets didn't shoot us, while Neil bent the barrels of his targets. Danny didn't hesitate. He whipped his pair of H&K nines out and nailed his targets one shot apiece. I had done the same. The room stopped shaking and everything went quiet. Neil slumped to the floor, Sacha grabbing him.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

"How sweet. You're in love with the little twerp," the Professor sneered, getting up off the floor. Sacha was on top of him in a flash, his claws at the man's throat. "Give me a reason to end your stinking miserable life, asshole."

Neil reacted. "Not like that, Sacha. Killing him won't undo what he's done to you. Please. Prove to him that you are a better person than he is and let him live."

Sacha stared deep into the Professor's eyes. He could see the fear working in there. He slowly nodded and let go of the man. Danny quickly jacked him up on the wall and searched him. He cuffed him while I set Daniel free.

"Daniel Redrock?" I asked once he stood on his feet.

The teen nodded. "That's me."

God, he was cute! I resisted the temptation to kiss him. He grinned his famous smile.

"I'm David Logan, and these are my sons and associates. We're called Samurai Inc., a security firm that protects young celebrities," I said. "We'll do proper introductions later. For now, let's get out of here."

The Professor laughed. "I don't think so."

I sighed. "You know, no matter how good these guys think they are, they always screw up in the end."

Shiro laughed. "No kidding! Idiot here left his laptop connected to the mainframe. I just uploaded his entire hard drive to England."

The Professor reacted. "You stupid Jap!"

Shiro backhanded him. I saw the look in his eyes and knew he was royally pissed. He stared at the man for another moment and returned to the laptop.

"They got it all," he reported. "I also fixed up a way out, provided there aren't any enemy troops in our path. I initiated self-destruct. We got ten minutes. I changed the cancel codes."

The professor was shaking with rage. "I'll get you for this."

Shiro smiled as he closed the laptop. "Oh, did I mention that I locked everybody out of the system? Ta ta, it's been real."

I could have kissed him right then. Sacha roared with laughter as we left the room. We could hear the Professor screaming into the phone. We ran down the corridor and to the elevator. Good thing we didn't have that far to go.

We encountered the enemy troops on the ground floor. Danny, Shiro, And Sammo opened up on them the moment the elevator doors opened up. Neil cast his deranged Sacha and wolves illusion. Oh man, did it ever work. Daniel and Sacha had a puzzled look on their faces watching the big tough brave Spetznaz run like hell. Some of them wet their pants. I grabbed Daniel and pulled him to the right.

"Three minutes," Shiro yelled. We ran right for the front doors and I managed to acquire a heavy snow jacket for Daniel. Sammo and Danny covered our retreat with grenades they had appropriated from the unconscious troops. Shiro ran out and jumped into a half track and started it up. We got into the back as Sammo jumped in the front with Shiro. Shiro shifted into first and slammed the pedal to the floor. The truck jumped forward and raced for the front gates. Shiro did racing changes all through the gears as we headed to the front gate.

"Incoming fire!" Sammo yelled. Sacha slashed the canopy over the back open and Danny climbed up. I handed him a stinger missile and he fired it at the troops at the front gate. When the smoke cleared a moment later, there wasn't much left. We roared right through the gate and got about a quarter mile down the road.

"Time!" Danny yelled. At that second, the earth shook and there was a tremendous explosion. We held on as the truck got bounced around. Shiro kept his foot on the pedal, making the truck run as fast as he could from the place. We had made it out intact. I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go home," I said.

We landed in Moscow mid morning. The flight had been a good one. The Russian government ordered a private jet for us to be on standby at the Army base. Neil and Sacha were sitting by themselves, talking. Shiro was working on his laptop, talking to England. Sammo was playing solitaire. Danny and I were sipping sodas and relaxing. We had driven out of the frozen wilderness to the Army base. They were expecting us. Thanks to the hospitality of the base commander, we had taken hot showers, gotten checked over for injuries (Danny wasn't sure how he got the long cut on his face and needed a few stitches, Sammo had broken his right thumb, Neil had a migraine, and I had a gash in the back of my left shoulder), and fed us. Sacha looked a lot more human once he got cleaned up and new clothes on. He felt a lot better once he ate his first real meal. The big question was what would happen to Sacha. Petrovitch solved that problem by producing documents allowing me to be his legal guardian. Sacha was coming home with us.

"You would be the best person to handle his unique abilities," he confided. He was right. I watched Neil and Sacha as they talked. It occurred to me that maybe they were connecting on a higher level. I wondered if Sacha was gay. If he was, cool. If not, that was okay too. I'd deal with that later. I looked up as the flight attendant came up to my seat.

"We are landing now," she said.

"Thanks much for your hospitality," I said, buckling up. The others buckled up as well. Once we landed, we cleared customs and got an escort to the KGB building. Q met us there.

"I am so glad to see you all. Especially you, young man," Q said, shaking Daniel's hand.

"I'm glad to be out of there," Daniel said.

"Now there, right this way. We have much to talk about," Q said. We settled down in a conference room. I ran down what had happened when we got to Russia to the extraction. Q nodded the whole time, as well as the other people in the room. Some lady was taking notes on what I said. Q turned to Daniel. "What I'd like to know is why he thought you knew something?"

Daniel shrugged. "He kept talking about a man who ran into me. I remember the man and what happened. This guy came running into the bathroom at the museum when I was taking a tour with my friends Emma, Rupert, and Tom during a break in the shooting. I got knocked to the floor and vaguely remember him grabbing my face and then a sharp stinging pain behind my left ear. Then I passed out."

Q reacted. He got a magnifying glass with a strong light attached to it and stood behind Daniel. He carefully checked behind Daniel's left ear.

"There's something stuck to the skin here," he said. "Can I get a surgical kit with tweezers, a scalpel, and antiseptic?" The Russian guy reached for the phone, said something, and set it back down. There was a short wait and then a lady walked in. She assisted Q in removing the object, and then Q had it in the small petri dish.

"I need to analyze it. In the meantime, we need to come up with a cover for Daniel," Q said.

"Easy," Daniel grinned. "I was kidnapped because I looked exactly like the person who was supposed to be kidnapped. I was held in a bare room for a few days, until Russian police rescued me. I never saw the kidnappers because they were wearing masks the whole time." Everyone smiled. There were nods of agreement.

"I like that idea," Petrovitch said. "Well done." Petrovitch nodded. "The Russian police notified us and asked us to be a go between in sending Daniel home."

"I like that even more," Daniel said.

"Samurai Inc. was in England on vacation and we asked them to escort Daniel home," Q said.

"Works for me," I said. "We can shove off tomorrow." Petrovitch nodded. The meeting broke up and everyone shook hands. There were promises to share information on this incident. We walked out to face the press that was waiting for us. We stayed in the background while Daniel made his statement. The press bought it, and no more questions were raised. We fell in around Daniel as we went back into the building. We relaxed once we got to the hotel room. Shiro and Sammo headed into a bedroom together to have some quality time together. Sacha and Neil went into another. Danny, Daniel, and I relaxed in the living room watching TV. The press conference was shown, and then a shot of his parents saying they were happy their son was safe. I handed Daniel the cell phone. He sat on the far end of the living room and spent the next half hour talking to his folks. The look on his face was well worth the phone bill I'd get later. Daniel put the cell down and headed to the bathroom. When he didn't come back right away, I went looking for him. He was standing in the hall next to Neil's room, peeking in through the door. I could hear the sounds of lovemaking coming from the room. Apparently Neil and Sacha made the connection a lot quicker than I thought. Daniel had a slightly glassy look in his eyes as he stood there, masturbating himself. I came up behind him and wrapped my arms around him.

"Let me do that," I whispered into his ear. Daniel turned to look at me in shock, trying to say something. I took him by the hand and led him to the living room and sat him on the couch. He looked a bit scared. I smiled at him to reassure him. "You're not in trouble."

"I'm not?" he asked.

"Not at all. Mind if I finish that for you?" I asked. He just grinned at me.

I took his hard six inches [15 cm] in my hand and licked the tip. I heard Danny groan behind me. I looked to see him jacking himself off. I went back to sucking Daniel's cock. I licked and sucked on the tip for a moment, and then sucked the whole thing in. Daniel squeaked and shivered. I concentrated on pleasuring his cock. It tasted of boy, just like it should. I tickled his balls, and he groaned out loud. I sucked and licked that boy's cock until he came in powerful spasms. Daniel sighed and relaxed. When he opened his eyes, he saw all of us standing there.

"First time?" Neil asked. Daniel shook his head no, too overcome to speak. Sacha grinned as he hugged Neil.

"First time for me. I love Neil," Sacha said.

Daniel got his breath back as I looked at Neil and Sacha. "You guys sure about that?"

Sacha nodded. "I have been gay since I was eight. My Father threw me out on the street a year later. That guy picked me up last year about this time and turned me into this."

"Well, Tom, Rupert, and I fool around together a lot ever since we met on the set. We enjoy what it is we're doing," Daniel said.

"Nothing wrong with that," I said. "Men and boys have been having sex with each other since the dawn of time."

Sacha grinned. "Sure feels good to be with another boy."

Danny laughed. "I'll agree with that."

"Neil is the first real love I've ever had. Yes, I've had sex with other men, but it was always one sided. They got what they wanted, and I was always left hanging. So when I said that this was my first time, I meant it because Neil showed me what true love is really about," Sacha said.

Shiro thought about that. "That's true. I've discovered that with Dad, and again with Sammo. Sacha got it right."

"How will I know?" Daniel asked.

"You'll know. Sometimes it's a feeling you get about that person, or you dream about them constantly, or it's just a desire to spend your life with them," Sammo said.

"It's not always other guys I'm interested in. I look at Emma and I get these weird feelings running rampant through me," Daniel said.

"Could be that you are bisexual," I said. Daniel thought for a moment. "Oh, its someone who likes both guys and girls."

Danny nodded. "That's it. But someday you will find happiness with that special someone. So don't be in such a hurry to find them."

"Thanks for the advice," Daniel said.

"No problem," I said. Daniel yawned. "Believe it or not, I am tired. I'm going to bed. Tomorrow is going to be a long day." He got up off the couch and pulled his jeans off and carried them to his bedroom. The others all went to their assigned rooms and closed the doors. I went to the bar and made myself a glass of cold sake and sat down on the couch. We were hot now. In less than a month, we had done two international jobs. I wondered what the fallout on this would be like. Time would tell, and I wasn't going to worry about it. I had the amusing thought of escorting Daniel and his friends to Peckertown for the hell of it. I'm sure they would react to all the stuff that went on there. I smiled and laughed to myself.

We were up by eight the next morning. Daniel was eagerly looking forward to getting home. I smiled at his enthusiasm as he talked on my cell to his parents, and then his two friends from the movie. I had the sudden vision of all of us frolicking through a house nude. I smiled at the vision. The Russian police showed up at nine to escort us to the airport. I relaxed once the plane was up in the air. I half listened to Neil explaining to Daniel what drooling girl syndrome was. Daniel was laughing his head off. Sacha was sitting with the two of them, and he was wide eyed at the description.

Something made me raise my head. One of the security guys was coming up in front of me and as I watched, he pulled a sawed off shotgun from underneath his coat and was starting to bring it up to fire. I started to react, but Sacha beat me to it. I blinked, and he stood in the aisle, his left arm up, claws extending from his closed fist at the man's neck. I saw his eyes turn blood red as he growled menacingly. I looked down at the floor and saw four pieces of what was a shotgun. Damn, that kid moved fast. Danny had gotten to his feet and stood behind the guy with his gun drawn. I drew mine as I stood.

"Sacha, you can relax now," I said.

The red glow in his eyes faded. "This bastard works for the Professor. He helped them grab me off the streets of Kiev. He helped them to turn me into this."

The man trembled in fear, but he managed to talk tough. "Yeah, so what of it? The Professor is pissed that you clowns destroyed his base. He's gonna get you all someday."

Sacha sighed and relaxed, retracting his claws. He smacked the man upside his head and watched him go down. "Not today, not tomorrow, and not ever, bubba."

Danny sighed as he put his gun away. "I'll cuff him in one of the chairs."

I stepped over the remains of the shotgun. "I'll go up and talk to the captain."

When I came back from talking to the captain and making a call to England, Shiro and Danny had the man secured to a chair and Sammo had picked up what was left of the shotgun and was examining the edges.

"Clean cuts, no edges," Sammo said, showing me. "His claws went right through the wood and metal just as easy as can be."

I thought for a moment. "I'll bet it's because razor sharpened adamatium is stronger than any known metal on earth."

Sacha looked up. "Be interesting to find out."

"I'll make some calls when we get home," I said.

The plane landed with no more problems from anybody. The other security guys hustled the bad guy off the plane and into a car. Q told me later the man talked non-stop about the Professor, trying to cut a deal. He even gave up the driver who kidnapped Daniel in the limo. Daniel was happy to see his parents again. The reunion was a tearful and joyful one. Sure made me feel good. All of us went back to their house out in the suburbs of London, to find a welcome home party set up. All of Daniel's friends were there and I enjoyed watching the kids jumping in and out of the pool. Even Sacha was accepted and for a time, he became a kid again. Mr. Redrock tapped me on the shoulder during the evening and I followed him into the house.

"Can I impose on you one time?" he asked.

"Sure," I said. "How can I help?"

"Daniel's Grandmother, my Mother has gotten sick and my wife and I need to go and help her. It will be for a few days at the most. We can pay you for your time," Mr. Redrock said. I sat down. "Consider it done. Keep your money, we'll do this for free. We could use a few days relaxation." The man grinned. "Daniel is welcome to have any of his friends over. We'll give you the list of names." I shook the man's hand and went back out to the backyard to watch the fun. Something told me the next few days would be fun. His parents called him in and explained the situation to him. They would leave the next morning. Daniel held a quick whispered conference with Rupert and Tom. I had a feeling that there was something brewing in the wind. Daniel glanced at me and I saw the huge smile on his face.

"I'm in trouble," I sighed.

Daniel stood on the front porch and waved good-bye to his parents the next day. As soon as they were gone, he raced back into the house and locked the front door. He made sure the curtains were closed. Then he proceeded to do a very slow strip tease in front of us guys. Sacha's eyes were bugging out.

"Too hot!" he exclaimed, grabbing his crotch. Rupert reached over and knocked his hand away. Then he unzipped Sacha's shorts and pulled out the Russian boy's hard five inches [12½ cm] of prime uncut meat. He smiled.

"I like the looks of this," he said, wiggling his eyebrows. I laughed hysterically at Sacha's expression as Rupert slowly jacked him off.

"Ten, definitely a ten," Danny said, sipping his coffee.

"I thought he was a twelve," Sammo said.

"Twelve?" Tom questioned.

"Sure. There was style, method, and of course looks count," Sammo said.

"My turn!" shouted Neil. He stood up and grinned like a hyena jacked up on something. I groaned. Neil grinned as he started his version of a strip tease. He used his powers to unzip his jean shorts. That got a reaction. Tom, Rupert, and Daniel gaped in shock.

"Yup, I'm a mutant. I have telekinesis and I have telepathy. I'll explain later," Neil said, and went right back into his strip tease. The guys watched as Neil's clothes came off on their own. He bowed as we clapped. Tom stood up. "There's no way I can compete with that." He reached for his shirt but Neil stopped him. I knew what was coming.

"Let me," Neil said, grinning. Tom's shirt unbuttoned its self, and then his jeans unbuttoned and unzippered themselves. Tom stepped out of them and the jeans stood up, wiggled the hips a few times, and then walked over to the shirt on the floor. The shirt came up over the jeans, partially buttoned its self, and then the empty clothes walked upstairs. We were rolling on the floor at that.

"Now that's one scene that you'd never see in a Harry Potter movie!" Rupert laughed his ass off. I had to agree. That was a funny sight. Rupert was next. He reluctantly let go of Sacha's cock and stripped down. Sacha stood up and stripped down after Rupert. Before long, all of us were naked. Sure felt good.

"I feel like a swim," Tom announced. Sounded like a good idea, so we followed Tom out to the pool. For the rest of the day, it was swim, sex, relax, swim, more sex, and relax. I managed to get into the three boy actors during the day. Daniel was nice and snug. Rupert was a bit tight. Tom was tight, but with a little time and caution, he managed to take me just fine. The hot little blondie just loved it. I rode his ass for a bit, and then he pushed me onto my back and jumped on my cock again and rode it to a very satisfying cum. Sacha got initiated into the team by receiving a cum bath from me, Danny, Neil, Shiro, and Sammo. For those of you who might not know what it is, a couple of guys stand over the person and jack off. The cum would be directed at the person's body lying at their feet. Sacha got a kick out of that. Just to see his expression at that new experience made me happy. Daniel, Rupert, and Tom enjoyed watching us do it.

The sex marathon continued most of the evening until bedtime. Daniel came in with me, Danny got Tom, and Rupert went in with Sacha and Neil. Sammo and Shiro went in together. Daniel was lying on the bed when I came in from the bathroom. He lay on his right side, his head on his arm. I slipped in beside him. He snuggled up next to me and sighed.

"I can't believe everything that's happened," he said. "It's all like a dream."

"When I was younger, I dreamed of having a great, grand adventure. When I got out of high school and went into the Navy, I though that I was starting it. The world looked so big and I wanted to travel around it. Being a Navy Seal was the ticket. Boy, did I get a real education in the first boot camp. I grew up fast. Being a Navy Seal was the adventure I wanted and it made me more of a man having gone through the things I did. I did discover something after I left the Teams and became Shiro's father. Life is the great, grand adventure. So live your life well, and to the fullest. You will learn many more life lessons before your life is done. Hold onto as many happy memories as you can. They will carry you through the hard times," I said. Daniel smiled. "Thanks for the good advice."

"I'm done preaching. Let's screw," I said.

I touched Daniel slowly and tenderly. His body shivered with excitement. I started kissing and licking at his neck, trying to please him the best I could. I could feel his body moving underneath mine. It felt so good. I worked my hands around his nicely rounded buns and gently squeezed them. I ran my tongue slowly along the edge of his collarbone, making him moan in pleasure. My right hand came up and began playing with his right nipple as my mouth discovered his left one. He gasped loudly as new sensations ran through his maturing body.

"Feels so good," he sighed. I lightly licked the tip of his nipple, making him jump underneath me. I could hear him panting as his breathing got faster. Then I started sucking it, drawing it up into my mouth. He sighed and shivered, his feelings getting out of control. I kept on pleasuring his nipple for another minute or two, and then switched over to his other one. Daniel had typical sized ones. Not too large, not too small, just right. I started in on the other one and he whimpered loudly. My plan was to get him so hot and let him fuck my brains out. I had him earlier today, so he can have me tonight. Fair is fair. After servicing his nipples, I moved down his smooth torso. He was starting to develop nicely. His chest was starting to become more pronounced and he was developing a really nice six pack of muscle in his abs. I like that in a boy or teen. Daniel was enjoying the treatment I was giving him. I licked his belly button out, my tongue going deep inside the innie. That is a real treat, believe me. Daniel was real sensitive there as well. He really jumped at that. I moved my tongue down to his cock and moved it around the base. The teen's five inches [12½ cm] was standing up proudly. I was going to enjoy sucking on that.

I gently licked at his balls. He hissed and arched his back. I pushed his legs up and to his chest, exposing his teen gate. It was obvious he had been fucked before. I teased the surface of his gate with the tip of my tongue.

"Oh my God, what the hell is that?" Daniel exclaimed, jumping. I continued to lick at his gate, enjoying the taste and smells of it. I worked my tongue inside and started to suck on the puckered hole.

"Oh…oh…oh…oh!" Daniel cried out. He was really enjoying this. So was I. I spent five minutes licking and sucking on his gate, hoping he was enjoying it. I let him drop his legs down as I started to lick and suck his big teen cock. Daniel writhed on the bed until he pushed my head off it.

"I want your ass!" he hissed. I got on my hands and knees as Daniel got behind me. I watched him rub a tiny bit of KY onto his cock and then unroll a condom on it. He covered the condom with a bit more KY and then pointed it into my asshole. I could feel it part my asslips open as he sank his cock into me slowly.

"Oh man, feels just too good!" he exclaimed once he was completely inside.

"Go for it, big boy!" I encouraged him. Daniel started off slowly, his cock moving in and out of me. I closed my eyes and sighed with pleasure. This felt real good. It had been a while since I got fucked last, and Daniel was doing a really good job on me. Daniel got his rhythm going and as his body took over, started moving faster.

"Yeah… gonna fuck you good… fuck you hard… make you scream!" he panted. By now he was slamming his hips into my buttcheeks, driving his cock hard and fast into me. Then suddenly he was cumming. I felt the four, five shots of cum travel through his cock before shooting out into the condom that was buried inside my ass, securely wrapped around his cock. Daniel was moaning and groaning, sounding so hot while he came. Then he was slowing down, having finished cumming into me. Daniel sighed as he rested on my back, his sweaty body against me. I felt his hand go down in between us. I hoped it was to hold the condom as he pulled out of me. He pulled it off his cock and I took it from him. There was quite a bit in there.

"Been saving up?" I asked. He just blushed, and I tied a knot in it and stuck it into the empty soda can. I took his hand and led him to the shower in the private bath.

"What say we have a quick shower before bed?" I asked. Daniel smiled at me. "Okay. It will help us sleep better."

Danny and Tom went into a bedroom together. Tom closed the door behind him and turned to see Danny reclining on the bed staring at him.

"Like what you see?" he asked. Danny grinned. "Oh very much. Come here sexy." Tom grinned and walked over to the bed. Danny reached out and took Tom's hands in his and pulled him up his naked body until Tom's face was over his. The little slim blond turned Danny on big time.

"I'm really going to enjoy you," Danny said.

"Really?" Tom asked.

"Oh yeah. First, I'm gonna kiss and lick your body all over. Then I'm gonna eat out your hole after I fuck it with my tongue. Then I'm gonna lick your balls. After that, I'll suck your cock until it's good and ready. Then you can fuck my brains out sweetheart," Danny whispered. Tom planted his lips firmly on Danny's while wiggling his naked body against Danny's. Both of them were very hot and ready as well. Danny laid Tom on his back and started pleasuring the boy. Tom enjoyed some of the kisses, and then pushed Danny's head down to his ass and lifted his legs up. Dany pushed his face into Tom's ass crack and inhaled deeply. Tom giggled.

"You get off on sniffing boy ass, don't you?" he laughed. Danny's response was to inhale once more, and then push his tongue inside Tom's ass. Tom let his head go back and he moaned out loud. He could feel Danny's tongue work his ass, the tongue flicking in and out of his hole.

"I want your cock right now!" Tom exclaimed. Danny didn't waste time. He marched his cock right into Tom's tight ass and began fucking the blond boy. Tom got animated, his body writhing underneath Danny as he was getting his brains fucked out. There was no way he'd slip off Danny's cock, he was too firmly impaled on it. Danny grabbed Tom's hips and held him steady while he shoved his cock deeper into the sexy blond with each thrust. Tom was going crazy, Danny's cock was hitting his prostate on every thrust. He wanted to climb on Danny and ride his ass once Danny had cum inside. At that moment, Danny did cum.

"You blond slut, I'm cumming inside your hot tight ass! Feel me cum inside you! Feel my cock plowing your ass!" Danny yelled as he ejaculated inside Tom. Danny sighed as his cock slipped out of Tom. Tom didn't wasted time. He quickly rolled Danny over on his back, raised the man's legs, and marched his cock right into Danny's ass, and started fucking him hard.

"Shove that cock up my ass. Fuck me hard, little boy. I wanna feel that cock going in. Come on, fuck me!" Danny cried. Tom was fucking him like a madman, out of control. The only thing on his mind was getting off in Danny's ass, to cum and shoot his sperm deep inside the man. His eyes closed and he let his head go back. He could feel something happening deep inside him. Tom knew he was about to cum.

"Cumming… oh… I'm cumming… here I go!" he screamed out. Danny felt the five, six shots travel through the boy's cock and into his ass. Tom was completely out of control, fucking Danny like crazy. Tom collapsed once he finished ejaculating. Danny caught his sweaty body and held him close while Tom cried himself out. He laid the boy on his back and began to play his body, making the after feelings get intense. Tom cried, moaned, and whimpered as Danny's fingers and tongue explored his body. At one point, Danny trapped Tom's body with his own and raised the boy's right arm and held onto it. Danny ran his tongue over the boy's armpit, starting at the bottom and ending at the top slowly, using the tip of his tongue. Tom's eyes bugged out, and his body shook uncontrollably.

"Oh my God!" Tom exclaimed. Danny shifted quickly, grabbing the left arm and doing the same thing. Tom mashed his cock into Danny's stomach and shot off again. Danny decided that was enough. He left Tom alone and went into the bathroom. Danny filled up the tub and came back for Tom. He carried the sweaty cum covered boy to the tub and got in with him. He sat behind Tom and whispered into his ear.

"How about a nice bath and then bed?" he asked. Tom smiled up at him. Danny took the soap and started washing Tom's body. Tom laid back and sighed, feeling good. He enjoyed being taken care of. Once the bath was over, Danny dried him off and carried him to bed. Danny had changed the sheets before putting Tom down. He crawled in next to Tom. The slim blond curled up next to Danny and tucked his head under Danny's chin.

"Good night sweet boy," Danny whispered.

Rupert, Sacha, and Neil were having fun doing a BJ chain. Rupert was sucking Neil, Neil was sucking Sacha, and Sacha was sucking Rupert. Rupert started humming while sucking Neil. That proved to be Neil's breaking point. He yelled out something, and the vocal vibrations were enough to set off Sacha. Sacha started cumming seconds behind Neil. Sacha sucked Rupert a bit deeper, the vibrations from his own vocal chords setting Rupert off as well. All three of them unloaded their cum into the sucker's mouths. They collapsed and relaxed once they finished ejaculating. Rupert sighed.

"Dude, that was so excellent," he said. Sacha and Neil agreed. Sacha lay on his right side and took Rupert's cock in hand and slowly stroked it, while Neil lay on his left and played with Rupert's balls.

"Any other great ideas?" Neil asked.

"We could try a fuck chain," Rupert suggested. "Me into Sacha, Sacha into Neil." Neil suddenly grinned. "We could try a huge one with everyone tomorrow morning." Rupert laughed. "Totally excellent!" Neil reached for the KY and set it on the nightstand for when they needed it. They would try it when they were recharged and ready to go again. For now, Sacha and Neil would enjoy playing with the redhead's body. Rupert wasn't a big kid. He was a bit on the slim side, a bit shorter than Daniel. But he was cute, and he had a great smile. But Daniel's smile, complete with the deep dimples, would drive any boylover insane with desire.

Rupert relaxed and enjoyed the attentions on his body. It had been awhile since he had gotten this kind of treatment, and he wanted it to last. Rupert turned to Neil and kissed him on the lips. Their tongues met and rubbed together in mutual pleasure. Rupert could feel Neil's fingers on his left nipple as Sacha licked and sucked on his right one. He shivered in pleasure. He wondered if he could get into Emma's panties and made a mental note to plan such an effort. That would be fun. Rupert licked and sucked on Neil's neck while playing with the boy's nipples. All three could feel the passions rising again. Neil gently pushed Rupert off his chest and began sucking and licking the left tittie. Rupert closed his eyes and groaned softly. He was in heaven.

After a moment of that, Neil and Sacha backed off. Neil grinned as he reached for the tube of KY. He quickly instructed Sacha in its uses. Sacha slowly penetrated Neil after getting his cock ready for Neil. Once he was firmly seated inside Neil, Rupert moved up behind Sacha. He carefully pushed his cock inside the boy. He groaned as the sensations of his cock entering the boy's anal passage overtook him. Sacha started to move, his cock going in Neil while Rupert's cock left his ass. He pulled back, and Rupert's cock sank into him. That was all it took for Sacha. He slowly built up speed as he fucked Neil fast and hard while getting fucked by Rupert. The three of them were moaning out loud, enjoying the mutual pleasure. Sacha started fucking Neil faster, feeling his body go out of control. His anal muscle clamped down on Rupert's cock to keep it inside of him as it slipped out to the tip. Rupert was doing everything to keep from cumming too soon. Sacha was already there.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" the Russian boy cried as his cock jerked and unloaded his cum inside Neil's ass. Rupert lost his battle a moment later, Sacha's anal muscle clamping down on his cock too tight. He shoved his cock into Sacha right to the hilt and unloaded into the Russian boy. He cried as he felt the sperm shot out of his cock. All three of them collapsed, sweaty and tired. Sacha didn't move, keeping his cock inside of Neil until it slipped out on its own. Rupert had already pulled out.

"How about a shower and call it a night?" Neil asked a moment later.

"Sounds like a plan mate," Rupert replied.

We left London two days later. Daniel's parents came home and reported all was well with Daniel's grandmother. Just a severe case of heartburn. I knew what those were like, I had gotten them before from bad cooking. Thank God the guys knew how to cook and were good at it. We had said our goodbyes at Heathrow. Daniel, his parents, Rupert, Tom, and Q came to see us off. The Queen was sending us home in her private jet to New York, where we would take Delta to Colorado. The Queen offered to pay us for what we had done, but we politely declined. Oh we would get paid all right. It was discovered that Steven Barnes had a part in all this and he disappeared. Warner Brothers had their lawyers go after Steve Barnes houses, cars, stocks, bonds, and bank accounts. Once everything was totaled up, it would get split evenly. One half to Daniel, the other half to us. Everyone agreed that was more than fair. There was now an international bulletin out on the man and people hoped he'd be caught before long. The guys didn't hesitate to sack out as soon as were in the air. It would be so nice to get home and relax. Unfortunately life does have an annoying way of changing plans on us. I picked up my cell on the first ring.

"Samurai Inc.," I answered.

"Logan? It's Mac. Are you on your way to New York yet?" Mac asked. I checked my watch. "Should be landing around ten Eastern time. Why?"

"Got another referral for you. You ever hear of Dreamstreet?" he asked.

"The boyband? Yeah. Neil's got their CD," I replied.

"Well, the parents want to hire you to protect their sons during a three day concert event in Peckertown," Mac said. This should be fun. "Okay, we'll do it. Then what?" I asked.

"Well, you could take them to your mountain for a week or so while I get the details for their Grammy appearance worked out. Then take them home," he said.

"Who do I look for?" I asked.

"A guy holding a sign with the name Michaels on it. You say to him Michael's Farms, and he'll tell ya north side. He's your man," Mac said. I nodded. "Thanks Mac. Take care." I sighed. Here we go again.

Next episode: Sacha. New York. Dream Avenue Boys. Peckertown. Oh my.

Author's Notes: This story is fiction. The gentlemen from the boy band serving as model for the boy band 'Dream Avenue' are excellent singers as well as actors. I must state for the record that the sexual situations do NOT mean they are gay in real life. They are to my knowledge not gay.

London, England. Saturday

During a break in the party with Daniel Redrock and his friends I located my cell and called the computer back home. There was a message on it from Marc Fogel. Shit, never a fucking dull moment down there was there? I listened to the message and tensed up. That bastard was still alive. Hellfire and damnation! I swore as I started punching numbers into my cell to return Marc's call. It took several tries to get through.

"Protect Your Poor Ass Inc., returning your call," I said once he picked up.

"Fuck you too," he said.

I laughed. "Neither of us is the other's type so forget it. What's up?" I asked.

I listened to Marc talk for a few minutes telling me all that happened and outlining his worries for the weekend.

"We're finishing up here in London in the next couple of days and we'll be able to help out. Hate unfinished business and that bozo definitely falls into that category," I said, feeling my anger burn.

"Great, really appreciate that. Your usual rates of course, friendly police protection and all the boys your cock desires," Marc said.

"Really hope nothing stops me from coming. Hate to give up that offer," I said.

"Look, if something does can you at least send me Shiro and Neil? Know they're the heart of your team man," Marc said.

"Don't worry. Don't think I could keep Shiro away even if I could offer him every boy in Dream Avenue," I joked.

Oh little did I know we would be minding them next. Life is funny at times, giving you something that you had just joked about.

Marc had to laugh. "You're a funny guy, Logan."

"We'll keep in touch. Take care," I said and hung up.

I looked up as Shiro walked in wet from the pool. "What's wrong Dad?"

I sighed. "Evans is alive and well. He's going to Peckertown for a convention next weekend. Marc wants you and Neil there to protect our friends."

The look on Shiro's face scared me.

Wednesday, early afternoon somewhere over the ocean

I hung up my cell after talking to Mac in Hollywood. We were about to be hired by the parents of the boy band Dream Avenue to protect their sons while they did a three-day concert event in Peckertown. They were worried they might be attacked and harmed while there. I briefed the guys on what Mac told me on the phone.

"Those guys are hot," Neil burbled. "I love they way they sing."

Sacha blinked. "Who is this Dream Avenue?"

"It's a musical group of five teens like us who sing in public," Danny informed him. "Very common in the US."

"I got lots to learn about America," Sacha sighed.

"Hey, you'll do fine. We'll help ya," Shiro said. "Your English is getting lots better."

"That's because I've been teaching him English telepathically at night when he sleeps. His mind is so much more relaxed and able to grasp things better," Neil said.

"I appreciate that," Sacha smiled.

Sacha followed the three boys towards the kitchen area of the private jet we were in as I sat there thinking.

"We need to call Marc Fogel and let him know we got the escort detail for those guys. Then we talk to the families and do what we can to reassure them everything will be fine," I said.

Danny snorted. "Easier said than done, boss. They won't be satisfied with simple answers. They will demand we do everything right to protect their 'babies'. I just hope all goes according to plan."

"Well we don't have much of a plan right now considering we got a few hour's notice. We will have to fly this one and hope for the best," I stated.

Danny nodded. He knew just as well as I did that sometimes you have to improvise when you got very little time to prepare for a job. This was one of those times and we needed to be ready for anything. I turned to go to the kitchen and found the guys sitting at the counter waiting for Sammo to finish cooking pasta.

"Smells good," I said as I walked up.

"Was all I could find. Someone didn't stock this plane properly," Sammo groused as he served up the snack.

"Somewhere down the line we'll have to raid a drive though and clean them out. Deal?" I asked.

"Hell yeah!" Sammo shouted.

I just shook my head and went back to the cabin and picked up the book I had been trying to finish for some time that was written by an ex-Navy seal. Damn good yarn too.

The intercom pinging woke me up. I sat up and rubbed my eyes trying to focus on things. Danny poked me in the side.

"Wakey wakey, sleeping beauty!" he chortled. "We're landing, bubba."

I gave him my best pissed off look. Danny laughed out loud at my expression and I swore I'd get even with him sooner or later. I heard things pop inside my body as I stood and stretched. Sitting back down I looked around to see the guys sitting in their seats ready for landing. The next half hour was busy for us as we legally entered the United States again. I held my breath hoping Sacha's papers were good. They were. I sighed with relief as Sacha had his picture taken for his green card. We sat down at an airport café and relaxed. Sacha was wide eyed at everything he saw. He was like a kid who got locked into the candy store overnight. As I turned to say something Shiro's cell rang.

"Samurai Inc. can I help you?" Shiro asked.

"Sir, it's Wang. Mr. Fogel told me to call and tell you he needs you and Neil down here today or earlier. Things haven't gone well and he wants you here before Evans," Wang said.

"I'm in New York. I'll call you with flight information as soon as I can," Shiro said then hung up.

Shiro quickly informed me of the recent events.

"I want Neil with you. You guys can set up security before we get there with Dream Avenue. Keep me informed in the usual way. Watch your back," I said.

I led Shiro and Neil to the nearest airline counter and got them squared away. Once their plane lifted off I made a call to Peckertown and left a message with Margaret at Jorgenson Enterprises. The rest of us picked up our baggage and made our way out the doors of the airport. I saw a tall man holding a cardboard sign with the name Michaels on it. After we exchanged the proper passwords we got into the limo waiting for us. Sacha was surprised at the amount of space in the back.

"This is a great car!" he exclaimed.

Danny, Sammo, and I smiled. Sacha would be experiencing culture shock here. Life here was extremely different from what we knew in Russia. Sacha would be experiencing new and exciting things, that's for sure. Sacha had his nose firmly planted against the glass as we rolled through the streets. Reaching for the bar I handed out sodas to everyone and opened my beer. It sure tasted good and cold going down. I looked up in time to see us enter the New York Hilton. The driver turned to face us.

"The studio made arrangements for all of you to have the penthouse here. Is that okay?" he asked.

I could get to like this for sure. "Perfectly fine with us."

I kept my hand on Sacha's shoulder to make sure he didn't wander off. He was totally amazed by what he saw. Check in was a breeze and we followed the porter to the elevator. It was late in the evening and all of us were tired. Sacha sat down on the couch and tried to stay awake.

"Plenty of time to explore the room in the morning," I said.

He closed his eyes and fell over on his side. Lifting him and carrying him to the bedroom was all the exercise I needed. A boy Sacha's age and size would normally weigh roughly 80 pounds [35 kg] or so. Not Sacha. Because of the adamatium inside his body he now weighed much more than that.

While we were in England Q had kindly asked Sacha if he could have Sacha examined by their doctors to make sure he was okay physically. Sacha had agreed and they put him through a rigorous examination that included full body x-rays and more. The results of the examinations were startling. Every inch of Sacha's skeleton was covered with the adamatium. His retractable claws were made of the same stuff as well.

"Adamatium is known to be the world's strongest metal. In order to shape it properly it has to be heated to an extremely high temperature. How that man worked it into his body is beyond me. Thanks to Shiro's downloading the exam results to our hard drives we might be able to figure out how he did it. It will take some time though. Then there's his healing ability. It's been accelerated to the point that if I cut him with a knife the wound would heal in seconds. His body would be able to reject poisons and other things. He could drink a big bottle of vodka and still be sober. You get the idea," Q said.

I whistled. Sacha just nodded trying to take it all in.

"Then there's the matter of his heightened senses. He can see, hear, and smell things better than we can. How that happened I can only guess," Q said.

"I don't think we'll ever know. But it doesn't matter. Sacha is one of us and we'll love him and take good care of him. He's my son. He's Shiro's, Neil's, and Sammo's little brother and Danny's third nephew and he will be loved by all of us," I said.

Sacha teared up and hugged me tight. I hugged him back as the others gathered around him for a group hug. I think that was what convinced Sacha he had found what he wanted. A family to love him.

I laid him down on the bed and stripped him. Tomorrow we'd go clothes shopping for him. He would need more than we'd picked up in England. I lay down beside him and slowly dozed off.

Thursday New York

I woke the next morning to something tugging at my cock. Whatever it was it was tight and wet. I opened my eyes and looked down to see Sacha nursing on my cock. He wanted his morning protein so I obliged him. I felt my body tense up as he sucked hard and fast. I could feel something happening.

"Here comes breakfast Sacha," I gasped.

Seconds later I was unloading my cum down the Russian boy's throat. Danny and Sammo stood at the doorway watching Sacha getting his protein supplement. I sighed once I finished ejaculating in his mouth.

"Very tasty!" Sacha announced with a big grin on his face.

I leaned forward to kiss him. "Glad you think so you horny little boy."

I stood and stretched as Danny, Sacha, and Sammo laughed. I headed for the shower with Sacha following me. I enjoyed washing him from head to foot especially cleaning his growing equipment. Sacha was hung for a 12 year old. Six inches [15 cm] soft and eight [20 cm] hard. What I liked about it was that it was a slender cock for being so long. I'm really not into fat cocks but will play with them just to be fair. After getting dried off we went into the main room. I sat down and had some coffee as Sacha began exploring the suite we had gotten. When Sacha came back I announced the plans for the day.

"Let's get dressed, go get breakfast, and take Sacha out to see the town. We'll get him some more clothes as well," I said.

That was agreed to unanimously. The first stop was the hotel restaurant for breakfast that I thought was exceptionally good. The others agreed as well and so did Sacha. He was impressed that you could order anything you wanted from a menu and get it quick. I was beginning to see things from his view of the world and appreciated all the more that I lived in the freest country in the world. Since 9/11/01 I had learned all over again what freedoms I did enjoy and appreciated them even more. A lot of my Seal friends both retired and active were lot busier than ever trying to hunt down the bastards and make them pay. I hoped they would succeed. I itched for revenge as well. But I had much more important things to deal with at the moment.

We started out and did most of the big tourist spots. I can tell you for a fact that the American Spirit was alive and well. The flag was out in all of its glory being proudly displayed in front of every place we saw. The sight impressed Sacha. It moved Danny and me emotionally as well. We took Sacha to the world famous Macy*s department store for more clothes. Sacha was extremely impressed with the fact that a person could walk in off the street and get anything they wanted in moments.

A lot of the stuff he saw was new and strange to him. Take portable cd players for example. To you and me they are fairly common to be walking down the street with one listening to whatever music we like. Sacha had never seen one or tried one. It was something new and strange to him plus the fact that they were available just about anyplace you went into. I got one for him and got a few cd's with traditional Russian music on them so he could try it out. Sammo offered to let Sacha go through his cd library and try out any cd that appealed to him. I don't think Sacha knew just what he was agreeing to when Sammo made his offer but I knew he'd find out before long. We went back to the hotel and got Sacha's new clothes squared away in new luggage. Sacha relaxed on the couch plugged into his new portable cd player listing to his music with a smile on his face.

I wondered how he would react to Dream Avenue when he met them. I really hadn't heard of them so I had gotten their cd while we bought Sacha his cd player and cd's. Sammo put the cd into the player that came with the room. Sacha turned off his portable player and listened to the cd play. Before long he was dancing to the music trying to copy Sammo's moves. Even Danny got into the act. I read the little booklet that came with the cd. All five boys looked really cute. I could feel my cock rise as I looked at their pictures in the little book. The one named Jesse McCoy looked really appealing to me. I imagined him on the bed in front of me bare ass naked. There are times when I hate cell phones and this was one of them when it rang. I sighed as my horny feelings were ruined.

"Hi Mac," I replied after checking the caller id.

"Hey Dave. Got a number for you to call. They want a first meeting tomorrow around eleven so I told them I'd call you and pass the number so you can call them and set up the meet," Mac said.

"Thanks Mac. Mighty white of you," I said as I copied the number. "How are things out there?"

"Real good at the moment. There are people who are very impressed with l'affaire Redrock. Be ready for more action coming your way," Mac stated.

I smiled. Our reputation was secure. "Thanks Mac. I'll keep in touch."

I informed everyone what the phone call was about.

"So where is the meet going to take place?" Danny asked.

"I'll know once I call these people," I said, dialing the number.

All the details were settled in a half hour. We would meet at the Russian Tea Room around eleven the next day. I decided to keep it a secret. I knew Sacha would flip when he saw the place. I grinned as I hung up.

"Everything all set?" Sammo asked.

"Yup. We meet them tomorrow," I said.

"Cool," Sammo replied.

We kicked back and relaxed the rest of the day. The television fascinated Sacha since he'd never seen such a good picture or the variety of channels. He surfed the channels checking out the various things that were on at the moment. He stumbled across the last quarter of the Lakers game and we watched it. Sammo explained the game to Sacha as the game progressed. We were ecstatic when the Lakers won the game.

It was late when I looked up at the clock. Sammo and Danny had drifted off to bed. Sacha decided he wanted to sleep with me and he was already in bed when I walked in. He was lying there awake and it was obvious he was thinking about the day's events.

"Are you okay son?" I asked him.

He turned his head to look at me and I could see a tear going down his cheek. I took him in my arms and hugged him tight.

"Nobody's ever called me that," he whispered.

"Well, you'll hear it a lot from me. That's a promise," I said.

He hugged me tighter and I knew I had made him happy. I hoped so. He deserved it. I laid him back down on the bed and stretched out next to him. I began exploring his growing body with my fingers gently brushing the skin. Sacha moaned and closed his eyes. He was enjoying it. I kept it up stopping to tickle an erogenous zone when I found one. I took his senses on a trip causing him more pleasure. I played with his boy nipples, his low hung balls, his very hard cock, and slowly got him worked up.

"Can I… put it in you?" Sacha whispered.

"Yes," I replied.

I lay on my back and pulled my knees to my head. Sacha rubbed a bit of KY into his hard cock and then pointed the head at my entrance. He slowly pushed himself into me. I enjoyed the feeling of a young cock sliding into me. Sacha stopped once he was completely inside.

"I love this. This is so cool. I'm getting to bond with you. Once I shoot my stuff I'll be a part of you forever," Sacha sighed.

"I will enjoy having you inside of me forever. I'll enjoy having you bond with me," I reassured him.

Sacha began the motions his hips moving back and forth his cock sliding in and out of me. I closed my eyes and sighed in passion. I could hear Sacha pant as he fucked me. I hoped he was enjoying what he was doing. I hoped he was feeling all the good things associated with the act of male intercourse. He was fucking me faster now his body wanting release, wanting to shoot its load into me. I wanted to feel Sacha's young load inside of me.

"Feels so good son. Love you Sacha," I moaned.

"Daddy," he moaned out loud before his orgasm took over.

Sacha cried out in Russian as his body went out of control. I could feel him ejaculate deep inside of me. It felt so good to feel a young boy ejaculate inside of me. I wondered if he had joined with Neil yet. I held his body in my arms as he lay on me recovering from his experience. I gently scratched his back.

"Are you okay son?" I whispered into his ear.

"I feel so good Dad," Sacha whispered back half asleep.

"Can you make it to the tub?" I asked.

Sacha nodded and I guided him to the tub. I filled it with warm water and slipped in behind him. I gently washed his sweaty body clean like a father would his little boy. Sacha lay against me and I could see tears on his face.

"Nobody's ever done this for me," he explained.

"There will be many more times for this son," I said.

He turned and got on his knees. Leaning forward he hugged and kissed me. I returned the hug and kiss. I knew that Sacha had missed out on lots fatherly affection and I intended to make up for it. The boy was starving for love and affection. I finished the bath and got him dried off. I led him back to the bed and pulled his naked body close to mine and snuggled up to him. He sighed once and then went to sleep.

Friday morning

I woke up and stretched. I sat up and discovered Sacha missing. I got up and walked through the place looking for him. I heard strange noises coming from the other bedroom and I went in there. I blinked at the sight of Danny and Sammo both bound hand and foot to the bed frame. Danny had a look of bliss on his face and Sammo was making goofy faces. I could se something bobbing up and down over Sammo. I watched Sammo's toes curl up as he whined out loud. A moment later he relaxed and sighed.

"What a way to wake up," he said loudly.

Danny just nodded his head. "Yeah. What you said."

The sheet moved to reveal a grinning Sacha. He licked his lips appreciatively as he untied the guys.

"I see you got your breakfast already," I laughed.

The smile on Sacha's face was all the answer I needed. I just shook my head as I headed for my shower. Sacha joined me a moment later.

"I just thought I would make them feel good this morning," Sacha explained. "They seemed to like it."

I laughed. "That they did."

I washed him clean and then myself. Sacha sat on the toilet seat and watched me shave.

"How long before I'll have to do that?" he asked.

I looked at him. "Probably another year or two. Most boys start shaving at 14. Some late as 18 and some as early as 12. It all depends on your DNA cells."

"What are those?" Sacha asked.

"They are special cells inside your body that tells your body when to start growing, when to start growing hair on your face, and when to start the puberty process to turn your body into an adult body," I said.

"Is my condition going to affect that?" Sacha asked.

Now that was a damn good question. Sacha stood just under six foot [1.80 m] already so height might not be a problem for him.

"I don't know son. I'll call our friend in England and ask him," I said.

"Okay. So where are we going?" Sacha asked.

"Not sure yet. We are to meet them around eleven and it's nearly that now. Better go get dressed," I said.

Sacha walked out of the bathroom and I turned back to the mirror to finish shaving. By the time I walked into the bedroom Sacha had just about finished dressing. He looked good in the navy blue suit I had bought for him yesterday. He wore a collarless white shirt buttoned at the top with a black stud there for effect. He looked sharp. I followed him out of the bedroom after I dressed. Danny and Sammo looked sharp in their suits as well. We usually dressed casual but when meeting clients we dressed up to impress. It was good business too. As I lead the team out of the room I called the number Mac had given me.

"Steven Parnell," the voice answered.

"This is Dave Logan of Samurai Inc. calling. We are on our way out the door," I said as we walked into the elevator.

"Good. I'll see you at the Russian Tea Room," Parnell said.

"Goodbye," I said and hung up.

We hailed a cab in front of the hotel and I whispered to the driver. He nodded and off we went. I have been driven places before but cab drivers are a whole different breed. They fear nothing not even the cops. This guy shifted into first, popped the clutch, slammed the gas pedal down, and we were off in a cloud of smoke. Sacha's eyes bugged out.

"That was cool!" he exclaimed.

The cabby's face lit up with joy and I quickly crossed myself and prayed to get there in one piece. The man demonstrated his driving skills for Sacha and I swear I must have aged ten years by the time we got there. Danny, Sammo, and I got out of the cab on shaky legs. Normally we don't drive like that unless we have an absolutely positive need for it. Oh yeah, getting shot at and chased does qualify on that very short list. Sacha bounced out of the cab with a huge smile on his face.

"That was fun!" he burbled.

I blinked and shook my head. This kid was something. I turned to look at the entrance. Underneath the ornate red awning we walked on the red carpet and through the golden bronze doors. There was no clue as to what was inside. I opened the door and ushered the team inside. It took Sacha a moment to realize what it was.

"The Russian Tea Room," he breathed looking at me. "You knew we were coming here, didn't you?"

I looked at Sacha. "Yes. I wanted to surprise you."

He smiled. "Thank you."

A cold voice greeted me. "Can I help you?"

I looked up to see a man standing there in a black tuxedo looking at us.

"My name is Dave Logan of Samurai Inc. and we are here to meet some clients," I said to him.

"I shall look in the reservations book," he said loftily.

I pegged him as being an 'I'm better than you' kind of guy. He acted like we were beneath him. He stared at Sammo's emerging ponytail and huffed. He then walked back to his podium and looked in the book.

"I am sorry but you do not appear in my book. The McDonald's is just up the street," he informed us while looking down his nose at us.

Shit, this wasn't looking good already.

"Mr. Steve Parnell said he would inform you of our arrival," I said. "Is he here?"

"We do not give out information about our guests," the man snarled.

Just then a middle-aged man stepped up to us. "Is there a problem?"

The host attempted to cut us off but I got a word in first. "Yes. I am Dave Logan of Samurai Inc. and we are here to meet Steve Parnell and some clients. This gentleman was very rude to us."

"My name is Sid. Welcome to the Russian Tea Room. I will be more than happy to help you," the middle aged man said.

"You are not authorized to assist customers," the man said.

Sid turned on the man. "Marcel shut up. I am authorized to assist people who come here by the top himself. If you have a problem with that we can discuss it with Michael. Better yet, I'll call the boss and let him know what happened. Now stand aside and I will help these gentlemen."

Marcel went red with anger and then stomped off. Sid grinned and then looked in the book for my name.

"You're not listed but Steve Parnell is. According to this there is a private room booked under his name. That's got to be your group," Sid stated.

"Thanks Sid. You've been a great help. Never would have gotten past Marcel," I shook his hand.

"Marcel has his ideas as to who should be allowed in here. I know the boss isn't too happy with him," Sid said as he led us through the restaurant.

"That's not good for business," I said.

Sid laughed. "Oh he'll learn. Especially if he wants to keep his job here."

Sacha in the meantime was looking around gawking at the Russian paintings and other objects and not paying attention to where he was going. He bumped into a waiter by accident. The waiter nearly dumped his tray but caught it in time. The man said something under his breath and Sacha turned around to look at the man. Sacha said something in Russian to the man. The waiter looked surprised but answered back. He quickly handed his tray off to another waiter as both of them started talking in Russian and they hugged each other. Now I was really surprised. Sacha grinned at me.

"Danko came from the same village I was born in," he announced with a smile on his face as people around us smiled.

"It is great to meet someone from my hometown," the man said. "I have not been there since I was ten."

"Danko, are you doing anything at the moment?" Sid asked.

"No sir, but I am assigned to a private party in a moment," Danko said.

"Would that be the Parnell party?" Sid asked.

Danko grinned. "Yes sir, that one."

"Good. These gents are to be escorted to the Hearth Room. I need to make a quick phone call and then I will man the front doors until Jill gets in," Sid said.

Danko smiled. "Consider it done boss."

Sid smiled at us and walked back to the front. We followed Danko into the elevator and up to the fourth floor. Danko led us to the left and towards the back. Danko checked a doorway and the motioned us in. I stepped in first and observed five very good-looking boys sitting at a table with adults around them. This had to be Dream Avenue.

The team lined up next to me on my right as I walked in. The people in the room got quiet and faced us.

"Good afternoon. My name is David Logan and this is my associate Danny and two of my sons Sammo and Sacha. Two of my other sons Shiro and Neil are currently in Arkansas setting up a security detail with other part time associates of ours there. We are the company known as Samurai Inc. We are glad you have called us and hope we can assist you in any way," I said.

A man stood up in a gray pinstripe suit. "Mr. Logan, I am Steven Parnell. You came very well recommended from a number of people. It is my pleasure to introduce to you the group Dream Avenue and they are Chris Traysmont, Frankie Galonno, Greg Rapallo, Jesse McCoy, and Matt Boulanger." He then introduced their parents and the rest of the group.

As each boy stood while being introduced I felt my cock come to attention. These guys were way cute. I shook their hands and sat down across from them.

"Would anyone like anything to eat?" Danko asked.

"Everything is in Russian," Chris said, trying to read the menu.

Sacha looked at his and nodded. "If you don't mind, I'd like to make a few suggestions."

"Oh ya you read Russian," Greg snorted.

Sacha let is pass and turned to Danko and began giving an order in Russian. Greg just blinked with his mouth hanging open as the rest of the boys laughed.

"Open mouth, enter foot, and close mouth," Jesse chanted.

"He has a bad habit of saying things before thinking," Matt explained.

Sacha grinned. "Just for the record, Dad adopted me last week in Russia."

Everyone in the room applauded including Danko and the congratulations started.

"How long have you been here?" Chris asked.

"We got in yesterday," Sacha said. "There is so much to see and learn about. Life here is very different than in Russia."

"So the stories about Russia are true?" Greg asked. "Long lines for food and things?"

Sacha nodded. "You folks have no idea just how lucky you are having it made here."

"Not everything is golden here, man. There are poor people in this country too. Lots of us in the music business and other areas are doing what we can to help them. We have problems here in this country but we are still a free country and even that rag head can't destroy it for us," Frankie stated.

There were loud verbal agreements to what Frankie said. I reached over the table and shook his hand.

"Anytime you want to go into the Navy Seals, call me. I'll help you out," I said.

"Now there's an idea," Jesse said, getting a faraway look in his eyes.

"What's that?" Chris asked.

"How about we do a video for the song Dream On with a big American flag in the background, each one of us in a military uniform, and get a big group of extras in everyday wear or better yet, working clothes like a postal worker, cop, nurse, and so on?" Jesse explained his bright idea.

"Say the word guys and I'll make it happen," Parnell said, reaching for his cell.

"All those in favor say yes, any opposed?" asked Matt.

There were four yeses immediately. Parnell immediately went to work with his cell. I liked the idea myself. That would make a great patriotic video.

I looked up to see Danny starting to work his magic on the parents. Did I ever mention Danny is a first class con artist? Well he is and that was the thing the Navy made public when they drummed him out. They decided to keep the real reason under wraps. No need to embarrass the Navy. Danko arrived moments later with the food. He set large steaming platters on the table in front of us and then set smaller plates in front of each person. Now I understood what Sacha was up to. Danko put champagne flutes in front of each person and poured champagne into them and kept one for himself.

"I would like to propose a toast to Sacha," he said as people stood up with their glasses. "May your new life here be exciting today, tomorrow, and forever, and may you happiness with your new family last a thousand lifetimes."

Glasses clinked and I could see tears on Sacha's face. He was truly happy and it showed.

"Thank you everyone," he said.

Once they all sat down, Chris pointed to the plates. "What's all this Sacha?"

Sacha grinned and pointed to each plate giving a description of what it was. I really never had Russian food before so it was an experience. It disappeared before long and the conversations kept going. I have to say without a doubt the meeting went over very well. There was no doubt that we would get the job.

Saturday

The next meet was scheduled for Saturday morning at the studios where the video would be shot. The video was very simple and it wouldn't take long to do. We showed up at nine in the morning with studio security escorting us there. The people at lbtv studios took their security very seriously checking id's and things. I gave them an "A" for effort and said so to their head of studios. The man glowed and them made us an offer we couldn't refuse. Five thousand bucks to invade them. I got his number and promised to get back to him. The shoot started right on time and went off perfectly. The whole shoot took two hours at the most. Sacha stayed down on the set and watched while Danny, Sammo, and I talked to the parents once more. It was decided that we would fly out on Monday afternoon. My cell rang at that moment.

"This better be good," I said after checking caller id.

"Samurai Inc. support services, Rhino calling!" the man chortled.

I smiled. "Mark, what a pleasant surprise! What's up?"

"I just landed at a small airfield fifteen miles north of New York proper with the Samurai jet. Shiro called me and asked me to retrieve it for you and asked me to help you out. Can do, due to a two-week pass for good behavior," Mark explained.

I had to laugh. "Since when have you ever behaved yourself?"

"Oh fuck you very much!" he laughed back.

"The Hilton at Rockefeller Center. I'll call the front desk and add you to the room," I said.

"As in decoration or guest?" he teased.

"Guest. No lunching on the ferns okay?" I said.

"You no fun," Mark grumbled and hung up.

I smiled and closed my cell. The parents looked at me with a question on their faces.

"Another associate of mine from my Navy Seal days. He helps me out every now and then. I still have friends in the Navy and they have helped us out a time or two," I said, thinking back to the Big Bear firefight when Jonathan Lapinski was our client.

"Nice to have friends when you need them," one father said.

Danny nodded. "Amen to that."

"Okay. So the plan for now is that the guys are to move into the hotel tonight and stay with us. We'll leave for Arkansas on Monday and after the festival is over we'll go to our base in Colorado for some R&R until the boys are due in LA for the Hollywood Bowl concerts," I said.

"For your information, our base is located at the top of a mountain. Three ways to get in. One is to fly, the second is to drive, and the third is to hike in. Hiking in takes too long and we'll know you're coming long before you get there. Driving is also hard unless you are using four-wheel drives. We'll find out about that, too. Flying in is much faster but you need to be cleared before entering our airspace, courtesy of the local Air force base," Danny said.

The parents blinked. "You really take your security seriously?" one asked.

"Yes, very serious. Especially when clients are on site," I said.

"Then I don't have a damned thing to worry about," another father said.

That settled that. I turned my head to look out the window and saw Jesse getting Sacha in front of a microphone in the recording booth. They looked like they were having a good time. I turned around and settled the terms and things and asked for any medical history and got papers signed. Lunch was called around one and we went down to the main floor. The extras, crew, and extra security had left. I looked around to make sure everyone was present. Sacha and Jesse weren't. Danny and I went looking for them after asking some of the guys where they were. Danny and I searched the building and found no clue to their disappearance. Jesse and Sacha had disappeared.

Sacha (Written by Sammo)

Jesse had me in the sound booth explaining what went on in here when he said he needed a bathroom. I realized I needed it too so I followed him in. We did what we needed to and started out when three men burst in on us their guns pointed at us.

"Well well well. This does make it easy for us," one leered at us.

"Let us go and nothing gets said," Jesse said.

"No chance kid. We got paid big bucks to deliver yer ass," the first one said.

I sized him up. Six foot [1.80 m], two hundred twenty [100 kg], black hair, black eyes, and spoke with an Italian accent. I dubbed him Italian. The second one was five foot eight [1.70 m], very slim, wore jeans and a t-shirt like the first guy but his shirt was colored orange. He got the tag orange. The third guy dressed the same way but wore a Stetson and cowboy boots. He became cowboy.

"Now do what we say and you'll be fine," Cowboy said.

I nodded. This wasn't the place or the time to start something. I had to wait.

"What will we do with this one? The boss only wanted the songbird," Orange complained to the others.

"We'll toss him in as a bonus. I'm sure the boss could make a buck or two from him," Italian said.

That told me a few things. We were destined for a whorehouse or an auction to be sold off into sexual slavery. I had heard of such things from the Professor. I wasn't going to let that happen. They quickly gagged and tied our hands behind us and led us out the door and into a van. They drove out the gates of the studio just as the phone in the guardhouse rang. I had the feeling it was Dad calling them but he was too late. It was up to me now. No problem. I'd make damn sure I'd win. These guys would lose. Jesse looked at me and I nodded slightly. That seemed to reassure him. We didn't go too far. They opened the back doors after a short drive and led us into a hallway and then into a room. They locked the door behind us.

"Make yourselves comfy. We'll be back later for ya!" Orange laughed as they walked away.

I turned around and backed up against Jesse's back and worked on the rope that bound him. I got him loose and he returned the favor.

"So what now man?" Jesse asked.

"We wait for a bit," I said, examining the door.

The door hinges were on the outside. That eliminated that idea. The door was made out of very thick wood, which worked to my advantage. Jesse sat on the floor and sighed. I opened the smaller door inside the room and discovered a bathroom there. No windows to look out of. I made the decision.

"We're getting out in a bit. First I need to explain something to you," I said.

Jesse looked up at me. "What's that?"

It took me about a half hour to clearly explain to Jesse about my unique attributes. He didn't say anything just sat there with a shocked look on his face. I finished my explanation and he sat there silently while absorbing what I had said.

He lifted his head to look at me. "I can't believe someone would be that cruel to you. No wonder you're so happy to be here in the US."

I nodded. "Not only that, I've been given a chance to use my talents for a good purpose. I swore on the graves of my family before I left Russia to do just that." I showed Jesse a tiny little vial that hung around my neck on a leather thong. "This is a bit of earth from their resting place so I never forget."

Jesse nodded solemnly. "As long as they remain in your heart, spirit, soul, and mind, they will never leave you."

Jesse held me as I wept tears of sorrow. I hadn't cried since they died and it felt good to finally release that pent up grief. I finally calmed down and washed my face off. As I emerged from the bathroom the door opened to admit Cowboy. He set plates of food down on the floor. Looked and smelled good.

He smiled at us. "Eat up boys. Tomorrow you see the boss."

I carefully sniffed at the food and didn't sense anything unusual. We chowed down and I checked my Navy Seal team dive watch that Dad had given me. We had been grabbed around one. It was now nearing seven.

"We go in an hour. Want to give them time to settle in a bit," I said.

Jesse nodded. I could tell he was a bit scared but he didn't show it. Good for him. I stretched out and looked at the door planning my cuts. This was something you just don't do half assed and I didn't want to alert those idiots just yet. I sat on the floor and did a few stretching exercises to limber us. Jesse joined me a moment later. My watch pinged right at eight. It was time. I popped the claws out of my right hand and went to work. I could hear the sharp intake of breath behind me.

"Sweet Mother of Mary," Jesse whispered.

I was done with the door in moments and lifted it carefully out of the way. I stuck my head out and checked the corridor and got a scent.

"Let's go!" I whispered.

Jesse stayed behind me as I went down the hall following the scent of motor oil. It was faint barely hours old but it acted like a trail to me. One of the guys must have stepped in it and tracked it down the hall to our room. Doom on them. Then I smelled dog. Doom on me. Well, I'd have to deal with him. We ducked in a doorway and the dog ran past us a second later. I watched him go around the corner and breathed a sigh of relief. Now I had fresh dog smell to follow. We got to the door when the dog started barking.

"Shit!" I swore, knowing the men would be alerted.

I reached for the door to open it and something grabbed me and tossed me away from the door. I stood up feeling like I had downed something really potent. There was a slight smell of burned flesh in the air. I checked my palms. They were burned a bit.

"Sacha! Are you all right?" Jesse yelled, helping me to sit up.

I blinked and shook my head. "Okay, I'm okay."

I realized the door had been wired for electricity and zapped me when I tried to open the door. Damn these guys.

"There's no way out little boy," the loudspeaker said.

"Fuck you!" Jesse and I yelled in unison.

He grinned at me and I knew we'd make it out. He followed me down the hall and to a set of stairs. The oil and dog smell were gone, replaced by something else. Jesse groaned when he realized what it was.

"Sewage," he said. "The city sewage line is close by."

I smiled grimly. "Going to have to do."

"Oh God," Jesse moaned.

The closer I got the more it stank. My sense of smell would be overcome in moments. Then I picked up another smell. Rainwater. A storm drain! I also noticed a thick cable of electrical wires above out heads. I swung my claws at it and sliced them open neatly to expose the actual wire but not cut through them. The rainwater was rising rapidly on the other side of the wall. If I cut through to the right, I'd get sewage. If I chose the left, rain water. Well the rainwater won out and I sliced through the rock wall and the water broke through and started filling up the basement. Jesse and I climbed up into the open drainpipe and discovered it was big enough for us to walk in. I knew it wouldn't be long before the water filled up the basement and got to the wiring. The wiring would short out and shut down the building. Jesse jogged along behind me as I followed the flow of the water hoping to find a manhole to climb out. Luck was on our side and we didn't have far to go.

We climbed out just in time to see a building in front of us go up in flames. Jesse gawked at the sight as I saw the dog run out of the open door. I pulled Jesse into an open doorway as the fire spread too fast. I got a strong smell of gasoline and knew the fire had been set. I could hear sirens in the distance. It was time for us to get out of there. Finding the hotel was easy thanks to Jesse's help. Getting in was fun. Nobody paid attention to a pair of bellhops in uniforms as they pushed a food cart into the elevator to the penthouse area. Dad, Danny, and another man greeted us with guns pointing at us when the doors opened.

"Requesting permission to come aboard Dad," I said.

Logan

We got back to the hotel with the rest of the band after they picked up their luggage from their parent's cars. Mark was already upstairs and he could tell I was upset.

"Sacha and Jesse McCoy went missing," I said.

Mark nodded. He whipped out his cell and made a few calls while turning on the TV. We sat there for a long time while the nypd came and went. It was around six in the evening when the phone in the room rang. I answered it.

"Samurai Inc.," I replied.

"Logan? This is Sheriff Whitewater from Peckertown. I have to inform you that Evans is dead," he said. I turned pale at the news and everybody looked at me. I waved them off as I turned around to face the window.

"Details please," I said.

"Evans took a hostage and forced them to drive to the farm to get John and Carlos. Shiro and Evans had a confrontation and Shiro killed him in a fair fight. Shiro won't be charged. Going down as a training accident," he said.

"Is Shiro all right?" I asked fearing the worst.

"He's fine. Neil administered some emotional first aid to him and he's doing okay. I thought you should know," Whitey said. I sighed. "Thanks for the call." I looked up at Danny and Sammo. They looked worried.

"That was Sheriff Whitewater from Peckertown. Evans is dead but everyone else is okay," I told them quietly out of earshot of the other people. There was no need for them to panic. I reached for my cell and called Shiro. He answered on the third ring. "Hi Dad."

"Are you okay son?" I asked. He sounded like an old man as he replied. "I'm fine Dad. Just wiped out. I take it Whitey called you?"

"He did. Are you sure you're all right?" I asked.

"I'm fine for now. Can we talk when you get here?" Shiro asked.

"Sure. I'm glad you're okay. Just take it easy and talk to Zeus if you need to. I'll see you Monday evening. I love you very much son," I said. I could hear Shiro's voice break on the other end and I wished I was there right then. "Love you too, Dad." He hung up first and I stood there for a moment with the cell phone dial tone buzzing in my ear. I closed the cell and sighed. Shiro was okay and that's all that mattered to me.

It was about eight thirty when I heard the elevator ping. Mark, Danny, and I quickly drew our guns after putting Sammo and the other boys behind the large couch. The doors opened to reveal Sacha and Jesse in porter coats with a food cart between them.

"Requesting permission to come aboard Dad," Sacha said.

I closed my eyes and sighed in relief. I hugged both of them and then Jesse's parents were all over him. I sent both to the showers and then checked out the cart they had snagged while Mark called the nypd and reported them safe. The two of them came out and sat down to tell us what happened.

"Son, surely you are exaggerating," Jesse's father said once Jesse finished talking. I nodded to Sacha. He lifted both hands and popped his claws. There was immediate reaction from everyone. Sacha pulled his claws back in and then told them his story. We then swore them all to secrecy afterwards.

"Doesn't that hurt?" Matt asked.

"Every time," Sacha said.

"Do your other sons have talents like this?" Jesse's father asked.

"Sammo is normal," I said to which Sammo snorted in laughter. "Neil is a powerful telepath and telekinetic and Shiro is Ninja."

"Cool," Chris said. "That would make you guys an awful hard bunch to beat."

"I'd definitely bank on them," Matt said.

"Danny and I are retired Navy Seals. Both of us have trained Shiro, Sammo, and Neil in Seal tactics, weapons, and other skills to augment what natural skills they do have. We have yet to put Sacha through our version of boot camp but we will. As far as I am concerned, Sacha has proved himself tonight by rescuing Jesse. He is now an official member of the team," I said.

"Then I have nothing to worry about. Have a good time Jesse," his parents hugged and kissed him goodbye and left.

There were handshakes and back slapping for Sacha as he was congratulated on a job well done. I'd give him a special surprise later. It was coming up on midnight so everyone decided to crash for the night. I slid into bed with Danny as all the guys decided to camp out in the next room. Sacha and Sammo were there with them so I had nothing to worry. The elevator was locked out as well. It would travel up and down to service the other floors but not stop up here. Danny and I played for a bit and then went to sleep. I hoped the others were behaving.

Sunday

I woke up around ten. Getting out of bed I stretched and felt things go pop a few times. I went to the kitchen to find Mark sitting at the counter with coffee already made. I had my first cup of the day and then sat down next to him.

"Sacha is a very unusual young man," Mark said.

"That I will not argue with," I said once the coffee started running around my system waking up the rest of my body.

Mark grinned at me as Danny walked past us to get his first cup of the day. He poured coffee in his cup and then reached for the refrigerator.

"We're not at home bubba," I said knowing what he wanted.

Danny sighed and sat next to us. "That sucks."

Mark looked at me with a question on his face. I smiled knowing I'd enjoy his reaction.

"Danny enjoys boy cream with his coffee," I said.

Mark grinned. "Who doesn't?"

Danny laughed at my expression as I sighed. Mark got me again.

"Is anybody up yet?" I asked.

Mark shook his head. "Not yet. Been awful quiet so far."

I stood up and headed for the bedroom the boys were occupying with Mark and Danny on my heels. We got the shock of our lives when I opened the door. A full-blown orgy was in process. All the boys suddenly looked at us. Silence hung in the room.

Danny stepped forward. "Who's close to cumming? I need cream for my coffee."

That started the laughter. Greg jumped up and started wanking his six inches [15 cm] as Danny held his cup close to the teenage cock. Greg closed his eyes as the boys watched.

"I'm cumming," he said softly.

This boy had an unusual way of cumming. It didn't explode out. It slowly oozed out in a long streamer of boy cum into Danny's coffee. It finally broke away from Greg's cock and the teen sighed. He curled up in his blankets and watched Danny stir the coffee with one finger and then drink it.

"Yummy! Now I can function," Danny grinned as all of us laughed.

Greg just closed his eyes and began to snore.

"He's out for the rest of the morning," Jesse laughed. "Oh yeah we love to have fun with each other. Not all of us are gay. We just like to have fun every once in a while. Gets us closer together as friends and a band."

He was right about that. All of us when we were home do it too. It brought Shiro and I closer together as father and son when we first met and it had brought all of us closer and stronger as a family and as a team. I got down on my knees in front of Chris and gently pushed him onto his back as Jesse went back to work on Sacha's cock. Frankie wiggled his hips at Mark getting his attention. Matt had Sammo tied up hand and foot.

"I'm into bondage," Matt grinned.

"Then I'll introduce you to someone in Peckertown who's a master at it," I said immediately thinking of Benjy.

Matt went down on Sammo's cock and started sucking off the big Hawaiian boy. Sammo closed his eyes and moaned softly as Matt worked his cock. I started to play with Chris touching and caressing his lean teen body. The teenager snuggled close to me and sighed in pleasure as we started having sex. The room reeked strongly of man boy sex.

It's like aphrodisiac turning us on and driving our sexual desires to satisfy it. Chris and I went into a sixty-nine taking each other's cocks into our mouths and starting to suck each other. I felt something hard and moist poke at my asshole and then slide in. I looked up to see Danny starting to fuck Chris. I spit out Chris's cock and looked up to see Frankie over me. He was the one entering me. I swallowed Chris's cock back into my mouth as I heard Mark moan with pleasure. Frankie's cock slid in and out of me as the horny teen fucked my ass. I feasted on Chris's cock sucking hard and quick. I could hear Danny pant as he fucked Chris. This was perhaps the hottest scene I've done in a long time and it sure felt good to me. A teen cock in my mouth, a teen cock in my ass, and pleasure to boot. I could hear Sacha crying out in Russian and wondered what it was the boy was saying. I could feel my nuts starting to twitch and knew I'd be cumming soon. Sacha was the first to break.

"Cumming!" he squeaked out loud.

That pushed me over the edge and I shot my load down Chris's throat. I felt Frankie's cock jerk and shoot his teen load in my ass. Chris cried out as he came, his teen load going down my throat. I heard a slap of flesh on flesh and I heard Danny growl.

"Squeeze my cock with that tight ass!" he yelled.

I sat up to see Mark fucking Matt up the ass as Matt serviced Sammo's cock.

"I'm cumming," Sammo cried.

"So am I!" Mark panted grabbing the teen around his waist and shoving up into him hard twice.

"I just came into this nice sweet tight ass," Danny sighed as he pulled out of Chris and kissed him passionately.

Sacha lay on his back shivering as Jesse continued to pleasure the boy. He ran his fingertips everywhere on the boy's sweaty body including the erect nipples. Sacha caught Jesse's hands and wrapped his arms around the older teen and kissed him even more passionately. The two of them snuggled up together and relaxed. Matt untied Sammo and helped him to relax. Greg kept on snoring through it all. I had to laugh at it all. I watched the boys relax for a bit.

"So what's the plan?" Jesse asked.

I scratched my chin. "Breakfast first."

Sammo was out the door in seconds. Matt blinked at his sudden departure.

"What was that about?" Frankie asked.

"Sammo loves to eat," I explained.

Matt snorted. "Who doesn't? We're just growing boys."

Sammo surprised us by making a feast fit for kings. I looked at a table surrounded by six very satisfied boys. I heard the door open and saw Greg stumble out.

"Anything left for me?" he asked.

Sammo stood and offered him his cock. "How about a protein supplement?"

Greg gave him the bird as we all laughed. Sammo sat him down and delivered him breakfast while the rest of us went off the showers to get cleaned up. I decided to run a training class for the five guys and Sacha to teach them hand signals they would need to know so we could pass messages in a crowd situation. I'd break them down to partners and have Danny and Mark take a pair each.

I have done this with other clients and it has worked out well. In fact our support club once went to an event in California and they all used the signal method to help apprehend a child rapist at the event. The security guys there wanted to know how the guys did it and they told them. The guy who was in charge of the security event was a former Navy Seal and had recognized the motions. I really do love it when people use the training I give them and it works.

Once Danny, Mark, and I set up a working relationship with Kenny's Security in Peckertown we had put all his boys through training. It stuck with all of them and they use it constantly. That's helped keep problems down to a minimum there. Once they guys all assembled on the couch I started the session. It lasted almost two hours and they all passed. One less worry. I then briefed them of the trip down there and told them a bit of Peckertown. The plan was to stay at Aaron and Harley's farm along with the rest of the performers. The three-day event was to include the Muphitts, Aaron, Dream Avenue, Powersound, and Billy Golman.

"Very cool," Jesse nodded.

"Are they…?" Matt left it hanging.

"One of our rules is that we protect client confidentiality. What goes on between us and other clients is never discussed. None of us in Samurai Inc. will ever tell anybody what happened here this morning. It's none of their business. Therefore I cannot answer that question and will refuse to answer that question," I said.

"You guys are really cool dudes," Greg said.

"We try," I said.

"You don't have to. You are," Chris grinned as the others agreed.

"Okay, kick back for the rest of the day. There's a hot tub available outside, Mark went and dropped the privacy screen," I said as the meeting broke up.

All the guys went outside as Jesse hung back.

"Something I need to tell you," he said.

I nodded. "What's that?"

He looked extremely nervous. "I don't want to upset him but he wet his bed last night while having a nightmare."

"Who?" I asked.

He bowed his head and answered me. "Sacha. I'm sorry for invading his privacy."

I put my hand on his shoulder. "He's been through a lot. That's one of the reactions to severe trauma. It will be some time before he settles down."

"Anything I can do to help just tell me man. I like him a lot," Jesse said.

"I'll let you know," I said.

He walked out to the patio and stripped down for the Jacuzzi. I turned to the bedroom where the guys had been in and found Sacha scooping up his sheets and blankets. He looked at me with a worried look on his face.

"Hey what's up?" I asked as I reached for the blankets.

He jerked back but not fast enough as I felt the wet sheets. He looked down at the floor and started to cry. I picked him up and held him close to me.

"It's all right," I said.

"You'll send me back," he sobbed.

"No I won't," I said. "Would you like to know why you're doing this?"

"Yes," he whispered.

I explained about trauma and how it can affect the body and mind. Sacha listened carefully to me and he seemed to understand once I finished explaining about it. I have dealt with enough abused kids in the past to know what I'm talking about. I knew this wouldn't go away overnight either. My next job was to convince Sacha to wear diapers at night until he overcame his nightmares about what happened to him. I decided to wait for later on that.

"Go out and play okay?" I said. "I'll take care of these."

He kissed me on the cheek and ran out to join everybody in the huge Jacuzzi on the patio. I peeked into Jesse's underwear for his waist size and wrote it down. Just for kicks I checked everyone else's and discovered they were nearly in the same range as Sacha. I dressed and went out to the patio.

"I'm running out for a few things. Does anybody need anything?" I asked. I collected a list of things and left. It was definitely going to be a beautiful day but I had the nagging feeling something was wrong. The more I thought of Shiro the worse my feeling grew. Well we would be there Monday afternoon so I would see him then. I said a quick prayer for him and walked into the corner Rite Aide drug store for what I needed. I found a package of diapers in an all size fits all. I just hoped Sacha would be comfortable with the idea. It was just until he had worked out the trauma and then settled down.

I got back to hear the guys singing and practicing their moves. The music was coming from the stereo in the corner. They sure sounded good. I clapped once they finished their number. They turned to me and grinned.

"You liked that?" Frankie asked.

"Perfect harmony guys. You're gonna knock them dead down there," I said.

"We decided to have a little fun since we are the opening act," Jesse said.

"Oh? How's that?" I asked.

"We are going to do one of Billy's songs rap style," Greg grinned.

"Which one?" I asked.

"I Think She Likes Me," Chris replied.

I grinned. "I'm sure he'll like that since he's coming on second."

The guys just grinned at me. I hoped this event would lighten the mood in Peckertown. I was proved right later.

Jessie collected his shaving blades from me later before bedtime.

"The other guys know about Sacha wetting his bed last night," he said.

I looked up. "How did they find out?"

"Logan, it was obvious to all of us. We didn't say anything right then because we didn't want to upset him. Is there something you can do to help him tonight?" Jesse asked.

"Funny you should mention that," I said, and then told him what I had bought earlier in the day and asked him for help.

He grinned. "Be fun to wear diapers again. Let me talk to the guys."

I watched him talk to the guys when Sacha went off to the bathroom. I saw all of them shake their heads no. That was okay. I wasn't sure they would go for it anyway. I'd have to make sure I could find diapers in Peckertown for Sacha. Be kind of fun to play Daddy to Sacha.

We passed the evening watching movies and commenting on them. The trailers for the movie that Aaron and Harley made together appeared announcing the movie coming out on dvd next month.

"That was a way cool movie. I salute those guys for having the guts and courage to make that," Frankie said.

There was a chorus of agreements around the room. Sacha sat on the couch snuggled up to me like any kid would with his father. I could feel his body twitch at the commercial and knew I'd have to get the dvd and show him the movie. So far he was handling things fairly well and hoped Peckertown wouldn't overwhelm him.

Sammo started yawning and I knew he would crash into bed soon. I decided now would be a good time to take Sacha into the bedroom for a private conversation. I stood up and motioned for him to follow. I sat down on the bed after closing the door behind us. I pulled him on my lap and just hugged him tight. He sighed resting his head against my chest.

"Feel better?" I asked.

"Yes," he said. "I don't know what to do about tonight. I know they know I wet my bed last night. They didn't say anything and I was glad of that."

"I have an answer to that problem for the time being. Once we get home to the mountain I will call a friend of mine who is a psychiatrist. He can help you deal with all the bad things you went through. It will take some time. All of us will give you all the support you need. For right now I suggest you wear diapers to bed. It will help keep everything dry and the only thing to get wet will be the diaper," I said.

I could see the sadness and shame in his eyes and my heart broke. I wanted so much to have the power right then to cure him of everything. We didn't say anything for a while. I sat there and held him close to me.

"They will see," he whispered.

"You're afraid they will tease you," I said.

He nodded and sighed. I rubbed his shoulders to try and relax him.

"If they are mature like they should be they won't tease you. I think they will be very understanding. You did tell them about yourself last night and they didn't say anything derogatory or nasty. It will be okay. Trust me," I said.

He looked up at me and I saw trust in his eyes. "Okay."

I just smiled and walked back out to the main room to retrieve the big package I had stashed in a closet. The guys looked at me.

"He went for it," I said.

I grabbed the package and the smaller bag and took them back into the room. Sacha was sitting on the bed waiting for me. I stood him up and undressed him. He seemed nervous so I gently pushed him back onto the bed.

"Let me get you relaxed," I said.

I gently nibbled at his slowly rising cock until he was hard. I slowly licked his balls and made him moan out loud. I took his cock in my mouth and wiggled my tongue against it until his barely emerging pubes tickled my nose. I started sucking his cock pleasuring him. Sacha stretched out and relaxed enjoying the pleasure. I went up and down on his cock until he grabbed my head and shouted something in Russian. I felt his young seed shoot out of his cock and on my tongue. It tasted so smooth and sweet. I continued to suck him until he pushed me away.

"Thank you Dad," he smiled.

I kissed him on his chest and set about putting the diaper on him. I got it set under him and then sprinkled his groin area with baby powder and then taped it closed. I made sure it was nice and snug. He got off the bed and took a few steps around the room to get used to having it on. He pulled his t-shirt and shorts back on. He looked at me and crossed his fingers and opened the door. I followed him out to see all the teens sitting around the coffee table playing cards.

"Hey! Come on over and let us show you how to play poker!" Matt called out.

They sat down and did their best to teach Sacha how to play poker for another hour. The clock struck ten and it was agreed to call it a night. I led Sacha to our bedroom with the guys going into the other one. Mark took the couch once again with his MP-5 lying on the coffee table in close reach. Danny decided to crash with the guys in their room with them so that I could be alone with Sacha. We slipped into bed together after Sacha and I stripped down. We snuggled up together and kissed good night. I held him in my arms as he fell asleep and I hoped his dreams would be pleasant ones this time. He deserved a break from all that had happened to him. I knew he would be dealing with his trauma for a long time and I intended to help him in any way I could. Shiro had dealt with his experiences by pushing himself in training pretty hard, making me worry a lot but he managed to put it behind him. Of course I was there for him all the time and that made a big difference for him. I intended to help Sacha in any way I could and that meant listening to him talk when he needed to talk to me. I hoped that Shiro, Sammo, and Neal would help him by talking to him of their own experiences and hopefully he would understand he wasn't alone in his pain. I just wished I could take it all away from him. I sighed and settled down to sleep. Tomorrow would be a long day for all of us.

We fly to Peckertown and the fun begins. Need I say more? The Muphitts, Aaron Cutler, Harley Joel Oswald, Powersound, and Billy Golman guest star. There might even be a surprise appearance by somebody famous!

The models for the celebrities appearing in this story are to my knowledge is not gay and their appearing in this story does not make them so.

Did I ever tell you I hate Mondays? I didn't? Well I am now. As far as I'm concerned Mr. Fucking Murphy invented Mondays. From the moment we got up to the time we got into the air with Mark Havershaw at the controls of the company jet it was one fuckup after another. First we had a hard time in the restaurant getting breakfast. The damn cook screwed up our orders four times. Danny had enough of that and stomped into the kitchen. He turned the air blue for two minutes straight and then came out. All the customers got their orders extremely fast and done properly I might add. The manager knocked fifty percent off the bill. Next the porters misplaced our luggage. Sacha just sighed as I glared at them. He leaned over and sniffed at one of the guys and then went back to the elevator and started following the faint trail.

"What's he doing?" one of the bellhops asked nervously.

"Finding our luggage," I said.

Sacha did find our luggage. We also found two guys pawing through the luggage and helping themselves to our weaponry and other work related items. They also had piled up things from the teen's baggage as well. Once everything was sorted out and the cops returned everything to us and escorted the thieves off the property we went to the cabstands. That was a mistake too. We had to use two cabs to get our group to the airfield at the military base outside New York. So I put Mark, Sacha, Chris, Greg, and Frankie in the first cab. I went in the second cab with Danny, Sammo, Jessie, and Matt. The first cab practiced his race driving while the second one was driven by the little old man from Poughkeepsie. The guy didn't go any faster than twenty-five miles an hour [40 km/h]. When we got there Mark looked at me.

"What took ya so long? I coulda screwed three Hooter girls silly by now!" he grinned at me.

I sighed as that group laughed their asses off.

"Bub, you couldn't catch crabs from a ten dollar hooker on your best day," I snapped back as my group rolled on the ground.

Danny grinned as he walked up. "Plane's all checked out by the flight guys. Special stuff was checked by me personally."

I knew what he meant. This particular Lear could haul some serious ass if needed. It was fitted out with combat gear as well. We got onboard and got everything squared away. The takeoff was smooth as anything. I had the feeling the bad luck was over. At least I hoped so. I looked up front to see Danny beginning his little song and dance about what to do in the event of an emergency. I waved my hand once he was done.

"Oh stewardess, a glass of Sake on the rock please?" I asked once I had his attention on me.

"Do I look like one?" he yelled at me.

"Yes," I said smiling.

"Well fuck you. I'm not the stewardess. Wrong uniform bub," he hollered.

I slammed my hand down on the armrest. "Damn! I forgot to pack your stewardess dress. Sorry about that."

That broke everybody up including Danny. I had planned that to try and relieve some of the stress from this morning's disaster. It worked too. I got up and got it myself and offered a beer to Danny. He declined saying he was sharing flying duties with Mark. I got Mark a coffee and went up into the cockpit.

"That was a damn good one. Better watch your back for awhile around Danny," he grinned taking the coffee. "We are right on course and a bit behind schedule. I figure we will be in Peckertown about six in the evening."

"Provided we have no more problems," I said.

I heard a loud cheer from the back. Mark's eyebrows lifted.

"I bet Sammo started a poker game," I sighed.

Mark grinned. "As long as I get a shot at it."

I sighed and went back. Sammo had started a game and I sat down to watch. I usually don't play much unless I go to Vegas. Chris looked like he was doing fairly well with a big pile of bills in front of him. Matt was explaining the game to Sacha as it progressed. I moved over to my desk in the corner and started taking care of bills and other mail as Danny started doing a weapons check. About an hour into the flight the phone on my desk burred. I picked it up.

"Mac from Hollywood on line one," Mark's voice said.

"Got it," I said punching the button. "Hi Mac."

"Are you in the air?" he asked.

"We are. Flying over Virginia crossing into North Carolina as we speak. What's up?" I asked.

"Just wanted to make sure everything was okay," Mac said.

"You worry too much," I said.

"Considering that Dream Avenue is going someplace where they have never been and the fact that their parents are worried about the whole thing, can you really blame me?" Mac asked.

I nodded, seeing his point. "No I can't, but you don't have anything to worry about. I've got a solid crew of guys to help me out there."

Mac sounded relieved at that. "That I am glad of. Smartest thing you did."

There's been times I was glad I had set up an office out there and hired on a bunch of kids who could handle themselves really well. They were on an as needed basis and I paid them very well too.

"Hang on a second," Mac broke into my thoughts.

"Okay," I said.

I listened to the recording of blues music that Mac used for hold music. Sure was a hell of a lot better than the stuff I listen to sometimes while on the phone.

"How close are you to Nashville?" Mac asked.

I waved to Danny and he relayed my question to Mark.

"About an hour and a half, why?" I replied.

"Oops, make that Clearwater on the Tennessee and North Carolina state line," Mac said, correcting himself.

"My pilot says an hour. What's up?" I asked, getting concerned.

"Billy Golman is trapped there. Says his bodyguard left him there. Not sure of what he's saying, kid's getting hysterical," Mac reported.

I yelled to Mark to get there right fucking now! The guys stopped their game and looked.

"Tell him to get his ass out of there now. We will find him as soon as we set down. Tell him to call cell five to contact us and the word is Tabasco," I said.

"Done. Good luck," Mac said and hung up.

I turned and gave everybody the details. Sammo and Danny went to work, assembling combat gear. I swore and wished Neil was here with us. Sacha would have to do.

"Got a plan?" Danny asked.

I sighed. "We work this the best we can."

Danny lifted his MP-5. "Ready boss."

***

We set down at the small airport on the edge of Clearwater, Tennessee. Danny, Sammo, Sacha, and I got out and Jesse closed the hatch behind us. I went to the office and found it closed. This wasn't helping. I heard a car start and I turned to see Danny pull up next to us.

"Don't wanna know," I said as I got in.

Sammo's cell rang at that moment. "Sammo here."

"It's Billy! You gotta help me dude!" Billy frantically said.

"Okay. Just calm down for a moment. Where are you?" Sammo asked.

"I'm not sure. I left the lobby of the hotel on the main street and went north. Then I turned right into an alley between two stores. One was a hardware store and the other was a bookstore," Billy informed Sammo.

"Did you touch the walls at all?" Sammo asked.

"Yes I did, why?" Billy asked.

"Explain later. Just find a spot to hunker down and stay there," Sammo said.

"Okay," Billy said and hung up.

Sammo relayed the information. Danny drove the car down the main street until he found the hardware store. There were a lot of people on the street and they seemed to be upset at something.

"This don't look good," Danny said as he cruised past the mob.

I turned back to Sacha. "Think you can slip back there and pick up Billy's scent and track it without attracting any attention?"

Sacha smiled. "Do bears shit in the woods?"

I sighed as Danny laughed. Sammo handed over his cell to Sacha and the Russian boy tucked it into his combat vest. It was a bit too big on him but it would do for now. Danny slowed down and turned right onto another street as close to the hardware store as he could. Sacha slipped out the car and disappeared into the shadows. Danny drove the car down the street trying not to attract attention. Again I cursed my luck that Neil wasn't here. It was a waiting game now.

***

Sacha found the hardware store and hunkered down behind the dumpster so he wouldn't be seen. After the man went back inside he stood up and sniffed at the wall. He found the scent of a human on the wall and started off down the alleyway following it. He stopped again at the edge of the forest and found the scent on a tree branch. He grinned. It had to be Billy. He followed the trail deep into the forest. Something grabbed his attention a moment later. Then he heard the sound of barking dogs.

"Oh shit!" he swore.

He got moving quickly. The sooner he found Billy the better. He followed the trail to a campground and went up to the telephone booth. It definitely smelled of Billy. He saw a can of Lysol lying on the ground and sprayed the phone with it. Then he went to the edge of the trees and checked once more, finding Billy's scent. Once he knew which way Billy was going, he blanketed the area with the Lysol, wasting the entire can in the process. Smart kid. He knew enough to cover his tracks. He practically ran over Billy hiding underneath tree branches. Billy screamed and curled up into a ball.

"It's okay! Samurai Inc.!" Sacha yelled at him.

Billy looked up at him with a look of relief on his face. "Thank God!"

Billy started following Sacha through the woods. They emerged out of the woods right next to a road. Sacha recognized it.

"Good. I know where we are now," he said and reached for the cell to call us.

At that moment we ran into a problem. We turned by mistake back onto the main street and found the mob of people in front of us. We blinked at each other for a moment.

"Get them! They gotta be with that kid!" someone yelled.

Danny didn't hesitate. He slammed the car into reverse and backed up really fast performing a bootlegger's turn, shifted back to drive, and floored it. Something hit the car and I realized they were shooting at us. I looked back to see them piling into cars and trucks to follow us. Danny ran past four streets and then turned back onto the main street with the wild bunch following us. They were bad shooters. They couldn't hit us at all. Besides, it's hard to shoot a moving car from a moving car. You are extremely lucky if you can score a hit. That's why we didn't try to shoot back. We used flash bangs instead. The first car ran into the back of another car parked on the main street. One down. My cell rang at the moment.

"Go," I said calmly.

Sacha's voice came through. "We are on the highway by the funny mailbox that Danny commented on. I have Billy and a pack of crazy dogs on my tail."

"I've got the hillbillies after us. We'll pick you up in a moment. Be ready to roll," I said.

"Okay," Sacha said.

I hung up and called Mark. "Get the bird ready. We are coming in very hot."

"Good. We got a few surprises ready," Mark informed me.

"No kills," I said.

"Don't worry," Mark said.

My cell went dead and I stared at it. The battery was dead. I tucked it back into my vest and pulled two flash bangs out.

"There's the mailbox," Danny reported as he slid to a stop next to it.

Billy and Sacha ran across the road and into the back seat of the car as our pursuers appeared. Sammo and I threw the last of our flash bangs and dived back into the car. Danny introduced the pedal to the metal and we were off in a cloud of smoke. The four flash bangs went off in mighty roars in front of the cars. Two of them swerved and went into the ditches at the side of the roads.

There were now three remaining trucks behind us. Danny raced the car down the highway towards the airport. Time was now against us. He zipped in the main gate and five seconds later there were explosions behind us. I watched big wood crates go falling down in the road in front of the trucks. I knew it had to be Mark's doing. Danny raced the car around the buildings and out onto the runaway. The jet emerged from a big hangar and rolled towards the runaway, the engines picking up speed. Danny stood on the brakes making the car stop at the edge of the runaway. We all got out and raced for the jet. As we climbed in I heard a loud crash and looked towards the fence. One of the pickup trucks had crashed through the wood fence and was headed towards us. Danny opened fire on them as he jogged next to the steps and waited for the stairs to clear. He was the last one in and he grabbed the strap on the hatch and pulled on it, closing the hatch as he rolled in.

"Rock it!" Jesse yelled, and I looked up.

Everyone was strapped into their chairs and it suddenly dawned on me what was about to happen. Mark had cleared the runaway and I grabbed a surprised Billy seconds before the plane jerked and everything went flying as Mark engaged the turbo mode. I got knocked off my feet and reached for something to hold onto as Billy screamed. Sacha crashed against the wall as Sammo went tumbling past me. I could hear Danny cussing as Sammo flattened him against the wall they suddenly found.

"Down!" Mark yelled two minutes later and the jet immediately slowed down.

I set Billy down and checked him for injuries and then turned to Sacha, Danny, and Sammo. They were getting off the floor and checking each other.

"We're all cool," Danny said.

I breathed a sigh of relief. We were safe again.

Once we were in the sky, I introduced him round to the other guys. Mark had come back this time for his chance at the game. I went back to my desk and sat in the chair. We now had another hour and a half to Arkansas. I picked up my cell and called Mac to tell him what had happened.

"He's safe and sound, Mac. Nobody got hurt," I said.

"Thank God. There are people wanting to know what in hell happened," he said.

"I'll get back to you on that. Just let his folks know he's okay," I said.

I looked up to see Billy talking on a cell. "Never mind, he's all ready talking to them."

"Good luck with the show," Mac said and hung up.

I sat back in the chair and sighed. I felt tired. My thoughts turned to Shiro and I knew I needed to get to him. I picked up the phone and called Shiro. I was worried about him because of what happened there (See Arkansas Vacation 15 for details.) and hoped he was really okay. This was the first time to my knowledge that Shiro had killed somebody.

"Farmer Ben's Dairy," came his voice over the phone.

"Equal Rights for Dairy Cows Association," I replied.

I listened to Shiro laugh. It didn't quite sound like himself and I got even more worried.

"You okay son?" I asked.

I could hear the hesitation. "Okay for now," he said.

"I'll be there soon. Once we get everybody settled you and I can go talk. Deal?" I asked.

"Okay Dad," he said softly. "I'll see you soon."

I set the cell on the desk and looked over at the others. Mark caught my eye and I could see the question in his eyes. I sighed and shrugged my shoulders. I turned to the window and stared out at it. Shiro and I have talked about the possibility that he would have to kill somebody someday and he hoped he would never have to. Now it had happened and I was going to have to help him deal with it. I remembered the first time I had to. Everything had gone wrong on that first mission and I suffered mentally for weeks. The commander I had back then helped me through it and I got over it. Sometimes you really don't have any choice. It sucks but that's the way it is.

I was deep in thought and didn't hear Danny's announcement.

Mark shook my shoulder. "Hey, we're landing in Peckertown. Wang's crew is meeting us there with a big suburban."

I looked up at Mark. The big man had concern in his eyes. I slapped him on the shoulder as I stood up and moved over to a seat and got strapped in. Danny got us down, landing the jet easily. He rolled it into the small hangar we had there. I had bought space for us at the Peckertown airport a long time ago thinking we would need it once it became clear to me we would be spending time here with various clients. It was a smart move on my part and I never regretted it. It also allowed me to store gear there so I don't have to worry about needing anything should the need arise. I got out and saw Wang standing there. This kid was slim and a bit on the short side but don't let that fool ya. He is extremely good at Chinese martial arts. He smiled and bowed.

"It's good to see you again Logan," he said.

I returned the bow. "Good to see you Wang. Everything ready?"

"Yes sir per your instructions," Wang said.

Everything and everybody got into the two Suburbans and we left for the farm. I wasn't seeing any of the sights having Shiro on my mind. I needed to get to him right now. The Suburban stopping jolted me back to the present. I got out and walked up to the porch. Zeus approached me with keys in his right hand. "Shiro's in the hunting cabin in the back south area of the farm."

"Is he okay?" I asked.

"Not really. He's been doing some drinking so Neil took him back there to keep him away from the alcohol," Zeus confessed.

I turned to the jeep parked off to the left side of the porch. "Danny, you're in charge right now. Get the job done."

Danny nodded as I drove off to the hunting cabin in the direction that Zeus had indicated. Neil must have known I was coming because he had the lights on when I drove up. He grabbed me in a bear hug when I approached him. I hugged him back.

"I didn't see what happened," he said explaining what he was doing at the time.

"Take the Jeep back. Everyone else is at the house," I said.

"No. You might need it. I'll fly back. Dad, is he going to be okay?" Neil asked.

"I hope so son," I said and hugged him once more.

Neil kissed me on the cheek and then flew off into the direction of the main house. I turned and walked into the cabin. Shiro was curled up on the couch staring into the fire. I closed the door behind me and he looked up. When he saw me he jumped off the couch and ran to me. I grabbed him as he started to cry into my shoulder. I held him for a long time and then walked him over to the couch. I sat down and then pulled him onto my lap and held him like he was a little boy again. He snuggled up close to me and then told me everything that happened in the fight. I listened and didn't say anything. I let him talk himself out and just held him close to me. He sighed and slowly closed his eyes. I let him sleep in my arms for a bit and then laid him down on the couch. I looked around the cabin and discovered a sleeping loft up the stairs with a little bathroom off to the side. I opened up the bed and came back down for Shiro. I carried him up to bed and stripped both of us down and got in on the right side. He automatically rolled into me pressing himself against me. I turned out the light and wrapped my arm around him.

***

Back at the main house Danny had just finished all the introductions. Neil had arrived in time to meet Billy. Sacha embraced Neil happy to see him again.

"How ya doing?" he asked.

Neil smiled. "Better now that you're here."

"So now what?" Sacha asked.

Everyone turned to Aaron. The all day music festival had been Aaron's idea.

"Well," he began, "We have to wait for the Muphitts to show tomorrow morning. So for right now it's kickback and relax time. I have a good idea of where to bunk everybody so I'll post that chart later. Harley and I do want to thank everyone for coming to this event and for agreeing to participate. We made up some munchies for anyone who's hungry so help yourself at the dining room table. We'll talk business tomorrow morning."

Everybody agreed and the group drifted into the living room area and began eating. As the evening progressed the talk went from places to people and things. Sacha settled on a couch and watched the teens interact. He was feeling a little out of place and not so sure of him self. Harley noticed that and sat down next to him and engaged him in conversation asking him questions about Russia and his life. Sacha answered him honestly.

"Glad to see you here and I hope your life gets better," Harley said just as a knock sounded on the front door and then it flew open.

Sacha reacted first popping his claws and assuming an attack position in front of the door. He saw a taller kid shove a smaller one out of the way and pull a gun out from behind his back. Before that teen got his gun all the way up Sacha was moving and he ran his claws through the gun. It fell to the floor in three pieces while the kid was holding the fourth part. He tossed it aside and reached for something behind him.

"STOP!" Neil yelled.

Everyone froze not knowing what to do next. Neil went to the door and saw Benjy standing there with a surprised look on his face.

"What the hell?" Benjy asked.

Neil sighed. "Benjy this is my new brother Sacha. Sacha, this is Benjy Jorgenson. Dude, you gotta call ahead in the future. Sacha could have sliced ya up six ways from Sunday. You could have gotten hurt."

"It's your fault you little freak," Roger snarled.

Sacha lunged forward only to be stopped by Neil's hand. Benjy pushed Roger out of the way and turned to confront him.

"That is enough out of you Roger. Those two were doing exactly what they were hired to do and that is protect people. Twice I've screwed up and they have every right to be mad at me. Neil is right. I should have called to let them know I was coming back. You are out of line and you will apologize to both of them for your actions and your words. If you don't, I don't know you anymore," Benjy roared in anger.

Harley and Aaron shivered in fear. They knew Benjy to be a very cool headed person and knew he could get mad but never seen him go way over the top like this before. There was complete silence in the room. Benjy turned to Neil and Sacha.

"I apologize for my actions. I should have called to let you know I was coming back. I didn't and I am wrong for doing what I did," Benjy said.

Sacha started to relax as Benjy held out his hand. "My name is Benjy. What's yours?"

"Sacha. I'm from Russia. David Logan adopted me there after I helped him with a problem," Sacha said introducing himself.

Benjy grinned shaking Sacha's hand. "Well I'm glad to meet you. I'm happy to hear you are part of Samurai Inc. as well. Hope you enjoy your stay in Peckertown."

"I'm really curious about this place," Sacha asked.

"Benjy's the right person to tell you all about Peckertown," Harley asked. "He's lived here all his life is Peckertown's number one master."

"Master of what?" Sacha asked.

Benjy spotted the table with the snacks on it. "Let's grab some munchies and sit down someplace and I'll tell you all about this place."

Roger watched Benjy walk over to the table with Sacha and then turned to Neil. Neil and Roger stared each other down until Roger sighed.

"Benjy is right and I was wrong. I apologize for my actions and words to you. I'll talk to Sacha later," Roger said.

Neil smiled and shook Roger's hand. "You're forgiven. We both have the same goal and that is to protect people we love and care about."

"The reason we are here is to deliver food to the house here for the bands who are staying here. I need help unloading," Roger said.

Neil grinned. "Let me handle that."

Neil sat down on the couch and closed his eyes. A moment later bags of food started floating through the front door and into the kitchen. All the talk stopped as people turned to witness the spectacle. Billy and the guys from Dream Avenue reacted in surprise. They stared as the bags of food floated past them and into the kitchen. Neil relaxed once the last item had gone into the kitchen.

Billy was the first to react. "Dude that was awesome? What else can you do?"

Neil hesitated. "I read minds. That's called telepathy. What I just did is called telekinesis. I was born with my powers. They were passed down to me from my Grandfather."

"That's awesome," Chris said. "I've heard of people doing things like that."

"I've been told I have the powers in the purest forms," Neil said.

Matt scratched his chin for a moment. "I recall seeing a documentary on the Discovery channel some months ago on something like that. It was so interesting."

"I give you my word of Honor that I won't go snooping through your minds without your permission. Your minds are your personal private space and my going in there would be invading your space," Neil said.

Billy nodded. "Not a problem here."

Neil just grinned. He looked over at Sacha and he was in a deep conversation with Benjy. The young Peckertown slave master was telling Sacha about life here in Peckertown and why he was a master. Judging by the look on Sacha's face he didn't like the sound of that at all. Benjy did convince him that it was all consensual and not forced.

"If I did that I would be no better than Evans or any evil slave master. Just come down to the barracks and talk to some of the boys there. They will tell you what you want to know. I have nothing to hide," Benjy said.

"I'll do that first chance I get," Sacha said.

"Good. Now you tell us about yourself," Benjy said.

"Not much to tell," Sacha said.

Sacha then told his life story and everyone listened. He showed his claws once more and Roger shivered. It's one thing to see them being shown off but it's another when they are pointed at you. All the guys shook their heads.

"You're in good company with Logan and his family," Aaron said once Sacha finished telling his story.

"I know that for sure. All of them have treated me like a person," Sacha said.

At that moment the phone rang and Harley went to get it. He talked to the person on the other end for a moment and then hung up.

"The Muphitts are coming up to the gate right now. As soon as they get in Aaron will post the sleeping arrangements and we'll go from there," Harley said.

Neil went to the front door and opened it as the sound of Harleys got closer. The Muphitt brothers parked their bikes by the porch and walked up the steps. Neil greeted them as they walked in and then introduced Sacha.

"Good to see you guys again," Scott grinned.

They had changed a bit since the team saw them last. They were now sporting the grunge look and wore leathers. They were taller and a bit older now. Their careers were moving but not as fast as it used to. Aaron thanked them for coming and then it was decided to call it a night after another half hour of light talk. Everyone settled down into rooms and into bed with their chosen partners for the night. Naturally Sacha stayed with Neil. Aaron paused by their door and listened to the sounds of lovemaking coming from within. He smiled and headed off to his own bed and Harley in it.

***

I woke the next morning with Shiro in my arms. He looked so peaceful sleeping there and I hoped he would feel better after the emotional first aid I gave him yesterday. He woke up right then and he looked at me. I smiled down at him and ran my fingertips across his broad chest playing with his nipples for a moment. He sighed happily and I knew that he was going to be okay. He slipped out of bed and I watched his naked body go into the bathroom. Shiro was growing up into a man now. There were definite hints that he would be a big man by the time he finished growing. I hoped he would be a good Honorable man as well. I've tried to teach him the right things he needed to know about being a man and I know some of it got through to him. I got up and joined him in the bathroom. He had drawn a bath and was sitting in the tub of hot water. I got in with him after taking care of business and wrapped my arms around him and kissing his neck. He closed his eyes and sighed. I took the time to wash his body trying to make it pleasurable as I could. He moaned and I knew he was in heat.

After rinsing his body off he stood and put his cock at my mouth. I opened up and he slid his very hard erection inside. I began sucking his cock slow and easy. I kinda knew where he wanted to put it so I enjoyed getting it wet with my spit.

"Please," he moaned and I obliged.

He placed the tip of his hard cock at my entry and slowly pushed himself in. I sighed as I felt his cock slide up inside me. Once his balls touched my ass he stopped and stretched out over my back and wrapped his arms around my chest.

"Love you Dad," he whispered.

I felt tears on my cheeks as he began to slowly fuck me. Shiro slow fucked me all the way to his orgasm and that made me feel so good inside. I sighed and relaxed once he finished his orgasm and slowly pulled out of me. I could see tears on his face when I turned to confront him. I sat back down into the cooling water and pulled him on my lap and gently rocked him in my arms. I felt my own erection poke his ass. He lifted himself up and then down on my hard cock driving it up into him. He sighed once my balls touched his ass.

"Love to feel you inside me. Makes me feel so good," Shiro sighed.

He rode my cock slow and steady until I fired off my load. He kept me inside him long after I had ejaculated inside of him. That made our connection to each other that much better. After my soft cock slipped out of him I lifted him up and out of the bath. I towel dried him off and rubbed a bit of Jasmine and musk oils into his skin. He kissed me once more and our tongues chased the other inside our mouths. I knew now that Shiro was recharged and that he would be okay.

"Let's go see what they are up to," I suggested as we dressed.

Arriving at the house Danny let us in. The house was quiet at nine in the morning.

"Sammo's in the fifth room to the left on the second floor," Danny said as Shiro hugged him.

Shiro scampered up the stairs and I heard a door close. I became aware of soft sounds coming from a few of the rooms and I grinned. Horny young studs in action. I shook my head and followed Danny into the kitchen.

"Everything okay now?" Danny asked as he handed me a cup of coffee.

I was about to reply to that when Harley walked into the kitchen.

"Do you need cream with your coffee?" Harley asked us.

"I do," Danny replied.

Harley grinned and started wanking himself. He leaned against the refrigerator and moaned softly. He closed his eyes and shivered a little. Danny held his cup just under the teen's erection and waited for the shot of boy cream to cum out. Harley let his head go back and he squeaked. His cock unloaded four shots of young teen sperm into Danny's coffee. Harley sighed as he came down from his sexual high as Danny stirred his coffee.

"Thanks Harley," Danny said.

"Anytime. Sammo said you liked it in your coffee so being the good host that I am I came down to offer you cream for your coffee," Harley smiled.

Danny raised his cup in a salute. "I appreciate it."

Harley went into the kitchen and got breakfast started. I looked to see him moving around wearing a see through plastic apron and knew just what I was going to get Sammo for Christmas. The house was starting to come alive as everybody woke up and came down for breakfast. Scott and his brothers Bob, Dave, and Clint slapped hands with me when they saw me there. The only ones that didn't come down were Sammo and Shiro.

"Leave them alone. They need some private time," Aaron said when Scott asked about them.

Scott didn't ask. He knew better than to pry. I saw Billy sit down in a recliner with a cup of tea. He looked a lot more stable today than he did yesterday.

"So, tell me what happened yesterday?" I asked sitting down on the couch.

Billy sighed. "I really don't know. Greg went out to a bar Sunday night and left me alone in the hotel room. I went to bed around eleven. I woke up around ten and waited for him to show. I got tired of waiting for him to show so I packed up the luggage and took it down to the car. On my last trip down, I saw a bunch of people standing in the street. Someone saw me and started yelling at me to get over there. It didn't sound real friendly so I went back into the hotel. The desk guy was on the phone and when he saw me he jumped over the counter and tried to grab me. I ran out the front door and down the street. After I got into the forest I called you guys."

"Glad you did. Why were you there in the first place?" I asked.

"I had been invited to do a TV show in North Carolina. We were driving back and decided to stay there overnight," Billy said.

I nodded. "Let's talk to Whitey and he can call out there and find out what was going on and why you were chased."

Billy nodded. "Thanks for saving me. I owe you again."

"That's what we are here for," I said.

The others by now had moved into the living room and Aaron was letting Yoshi and his crew in the front door. I went and shook his hand. Harley set up an easel and all of us sat down where we could and Harley got the meeting going.

***

It didn't take long to decide the order of performers and how long each group would play for. Billy and Aaron would use a lesser known local band to be their backups. Shiro made an excellent suggestion that was well received.

"Why not use the same equipment? That way there won't be any real down time between performances," Shiro said.

"Good idea!" Scott said. "But we do want to allow people time to use the restrooms and get snacks."

That was voted on by everybody and passed. They talked about another half hour and then the meeting broke up. A couple of the guys headed out to the pool area. Cold weather had started to settle in so Aaron had one of those big inflatable things filled up with warm air and installed around the pool area to keep things nice and warm. I watched the teens strip down and jump in. The others went into the game room. I noticed Sacha and Neil heading back upstairs. Billy had followed Dave Muphitt out to the pool and both were lying on a chaise lounger playing tonsil hockey while caressing each other. I sat down with the phone and called Whitey and relayed to him what had happened to Billy. He said he'd call out there and find out what happened.

I looked up right then after hanging up to see Billy sucking off Dave while Scott had buried his cock deep inside the boy's ass. I smiled and watched Billy get fucked. Scott came loudly into Billy as Dave yelled out his joy at unloading his teen cream down Billy's throat. Bob quickly took Scott's place and ran his cock deep into the young country singer as Billy swallowed Clint's cock. I saw the guys from Dream Avenue stripping down as they headed outside. Scott intercepted Jesse and both teens started groping each other and kissing. Greg gently pulled Scott's cheeks apart and stuck his face in there. Dave had Frankie's cock up his ass while Chris sucked Dave's cock. It was so hot to watch. I felt my cock rise and get hard. I stretched out and took it in hand. Aaron knocked my hand away and sucked it into his mouth. Harley watched Aaron sucking me off as he stroked himself. I got Aaron to back off for a moment and lie down on his back. I got over him on my hands and knees and Aaron swallowed my cock again. I could feel fingers enter me and slick me up with something. A moment later Harley lay on my back with his young cock deep inside me.

"Go for it you young stud," I whispered.

He giggled and started fucking me. I was in heaven. A young stud sucking me and another one fucking me. Aaron's sucking technique had improved dramatically. I found myself so close to my orgasm.

"Gonna cum little stud," I whispered.

Suddenly I was, shooting my cum out of my cock and into Aaron's mouth. My anal muscle clamped down hard on Harley's cock and he bucked against me and screamed as he came deep inside of me. That seemed to set off the participants all over the house. I could hear sounds of orgasms coming from everywhere. I sighed and rolled off to the side and pulled Harley down to me. Aaron turned himself around and we sandwiched Harley between us and dozed off.

***

I woke to the sound of my cell ringing. I groaned and disengaged myself from the sleeping lovers and went to answer it. It turned out to be Whitey.

"Billy's problem has been taken care of," Whitey announced. "Turns out his bodyguard was a card shark and cheated a couple of poker players out of at least five thousand. They were paid off and the damages covered. If you and the team ever go through there, you'll be welcomed."

"Thanks man," I said. "We owe you one."

Whitey chuckled. "I'll add it to your tab," he said and hung up.

I smiled as I set down the cell. The house was quiet. I went back to the living room and looked down at Aaron and Harley sleeping together. I lifted them up on the couch and they rolled into each other as I covered them with a sheet. I went into the kitchen to get a drink and looked out the window. Danny was sleeping in a chaise lounger with Chris on his right and his Desert Eagle .357 auto in his left hand. Mark was on another chaise lounger with Billy halfway on top of him wearing a smile and nothing else. Frankie, Greg, Jesse, and Matt were tangled up with three members of Powersound while Jeff and Yoshi were off by themselves all snuggled up together. I smiled as I turned to head back into the living room but stopped when I saw Shiro standing there. He had grown quite a bit in the last year or so. He was close to being a man now. He still had a bit of the little boy/teenager look about him. I hugged his naked body to mine.

"Love you Dad," he whispered.

"Love you son number one," I said to him.

We stood like that for a bit, holding on to each other and I never want to let go of him, but someday I know I will have to and let him live his life on his own terms.

"Hungry?" he asked.

I realized I was. "Let's cook up a feast for these guys."

It took us an hour to get dinner ready. Shiro barbequed up a stack of ribs while I took care of everything else. Everything was set out on the counter and all I had left to put out was the first tray of ribs. I got a shock as I turned around and saw everybody standing there at the counter holding their plates out.

"What the hell!" I exclaimed as I jumped back in shock.

"What's wrong?" Neil said innocently asked.

"Don't say it!" I roared pointing to him.

"Say what? We are growing boys," he said with a glint in his eyes.

I banged my head against the counter and whimpered as everyone broke out in laughter.

The next day being Wednesday, we headed off to the Peckertown Center for our sound checks. Everyone was in high spirits and the talk around Peckertown was about the music festival. People were all hyped up about it. I had the impression that this was a good thing. I silently hoped everything would go well. I kicked back in a seat and watched the crews run around on the stage doing their thing while a bunch of people were scattered around the arena listening to the guys tuning their guitars and doing their sound checks. I casually glanced over my left shoulder to see two teens walking towards the stage, so I got up and intercepted them.

"Hi, what's up guys?" I asked them.

One stuck his hand out and I shook it. "My name is Orin. Is Marc Fogel around?"

I thought for a minute. "I'm not sure. Do you know him?"

"He's my uncle," Orin said. "This cute guy with me is Bruce, my boyfriend."

I shook Bruce's hand. "Nice to meet you Bruce."

I led the two teens up on the stage and behind the curtains. As I approached the backstage area I heard a shout from behind me.

"Orin? Is that you?" Marc yelled from behind us.

Orin turned to face his uncle. "Hi Uncle Marc!"

Marc came up to Orin and grabbed him in a bear hug. "Good to see you kid!"

"Good to see you Uncle Marc. I brought Bruce with me. A lady at your office said I'd find you here. Hope you don't mind," Orin said.

"Not at all. You and Bruce can stay with Daniel and me. I'll call Daniel and let him know," Marc said

"Let me know about what?" Daniel said as he appeared.

Marc grinned. "Look who arrived from Vegas!"

Daniel grinned as he recognized Orin and Bruce. "Hi! Glad to see you guys! You guys here for the show?"

"We came out here because Mom and Dad are going to Hawaii for two weeks and we thought we would come out here and see Peckertown for ourselves and surprise you as well," Orin said.

"It's been an experience," Bruce said.

I had to laugh at that. "Was for me too."

"Come on, let me introduce you to the bands," Daniel said as he led Orin and Bruce off to the dressing room areas.

I shook my head as the three teens walked away talking. Orin seemed like a nice kid.

"How's things so far?" Marc asked.

"So far so good. Hope it stays that way," I said, holding up crossed fingers.

Marc nodded. "Same here."

***

The concert started on time at three the next afternoon. The weather cooperated beautifully keeping things a bit warm. A bunch of us drew cards out of a hat to see who would go and introduce the first performer, which happened to be Billy. Sacha won the draw and after I encouraged him he walked out to the center of the stage. The place was packed; standing room only and the cheers began as Sacha walked out.

"Okay," he said, "I came out here to let you guys know that we are ready to rock. I just need to know something. Are you ready!"

The crowd erupted in cheers and whistles.

"Peckertown Arkansas, are you rrrrrrrrreeeeady!" Sacha yelled.

The crowd got even louder and I heard Sammo laughing next to me.

"For the thousands in attendance and those watching around the world, let's get ready to rrrrrroooooooccccckkkk!" Sacha yelled, and the place went nuts.

Billy was rolling on the floor and the other guys were holding onto their sides.

"Up first, from Nashville, here's Billlllllyyyyyyy Golmannnnn!" Sacha yelled and then jogged in.

Billy slapped him a high five and went out on the stage. The crowd got wild as Billy went into his first song. I found myself singing along after a moment and I was feeling good. Billy looked like he was having the time of his life. After the fourth song, I noticed an evil grin on his face.

"Okay I'm gonna do a song here from one of my friends who's gonna show up here in a bit," he laughed.

I listened as the backup band started a song. I suddenly realized it was one of the Dream Avenue songs and I looked over at them. They were grinning and laughing as Billy did it country style. The crowd laughed and cheered as well. It was the song Hooked On You. I grinned and shook my head and laughed. That brought the house down after Billy ended the song. Billy then kept on going with his set, doing two more songs. The next song after that was called Some Things I Know. As he described each thing, it appeared on stage with him. The rubber chickens came down from overhead and zoomed past him. A bucket of water got him wet, and a foot long pillow hit the stage next to him. Billy's back up band were laughing so hard they were having trouble keeping the song going. Billy being a true trooper, took it all in stride and kept going. I could tell he was amused and I looked up to see Yoshi and his guys up in the rafters. That pretty much started the antics. They were fairly tame and nobody got hurt. All of us knew it was all in good fun.

Once the stage was cleared, Dream Avenue was next. Sacha gave them an introduction and the guys bounced onto the stage and got their set going. Before long everyone was dancing and having a good time. The fourth song they rapped out Billy's I Think She Likes Me which got a huge round of applause. The seventh song they did was Someone To Hold Me Tonight. That was when five guys dressed as fat ugly girls ran out on the stage and kissed them all and hugged them. The look on the guy's faces was priceless. I sure hoped the film crew was getting it all on tape. I wanted a copy of the concert. They finished their set and then Sacha came out an announced an hour break.

That worked just fine. We had planned it so that each band would have an hour on stage with a twenty minute break in between with two one hour breaks to give people time to use the restrooms and get snacks. Aaron was scheduled to be the next one up after the hour break. At the end of the hour Sacha grinned at me as he headed off out onto the stage.

"Hey you guys!" he yelled and got an immediate response.

He laughed as the crowd cheered loudly. "First off I want to thank all of you for coming. When my Dad told me about this show I said cool. He said we'd enjoy a few good tunes with a bunch of close friends. Dad didn't mention we'd have about twenty thousand close friends here tonight!"

The place erupted in cheers and applause.

"So get ready because I'm gonna introduce our next performer," Sacha said.

A voice came over the sound system. "Hey, you mind if I do that? He is my bro."

***

The crowd went nuts as they recognized Nick Carter. Sacha turned to see a taller blond step out on the stage.

"Sure dude! Go for it!" Sacha saluted.

Nick turned to the crowd. "Okay you peeps, here's my bro, Aaron Cutler!"

The place went nuts as Aaron bounced out on stage and hugged his brother.

"And it goes, and it goes, and it goes something like this!" Nick rapped, starting Aaron's first song.

Aaron jumped right in and started rapping out Aaron's Party as the crowd moved to the beat. Nick walked off the stage and came over to stand with me. I shook his hand and tried to say hello but failed since the sound was loud. Before long all of us backstage were grooving to Aaron's set. Aaron went through four songs and then introduced Harley.

"Guys, the love of my life, Harley," he said and Harley got a good ovation as he walked over to Aaron at the center of the stage.

They hugged and kissed each other as the house came down. Harley blushed as Aaron grinned and hugged Harley once more. Both started doing The Clapping Song rapping and dancing to it. Harley surprised me by actually singing well. It was obvious to me that he had learned from Aaron.

They did two more songs, Not Too Young, Not Too Old and Iko Iko. Then the lights dimmed down until Aaron and Harley were lit up. Both turned to each other and took hands. They sang Islands In The Stream, an old Kenny Rogers/Dolly Parton duet. They did it with such feeling it brought tears to my eyes (I wish I could remember the words, it's such a beautiful song). As the crowd reacted to the song, I turned to see a man huddling with Powersound. Sammo was right there with them so I didn't get concerned. Turning back to the stage Aaron and Harley were parting and Harley waved to the crowd as he came back. I smacked him one on his ass and he grinned at me. Aaron kicked things off once again and ran through six numbers back to back. His last song was a rap medley of Powersound love songs, which got a reaction from Yoshi. He got a great standing ovation as he walked off the stage.

Everyone kicked back for a half hour and then Powersound was ready to take the stage. The lights on the stage darkened and then orchestra music came over the sound system. I recognized the song. It was the number Metallica used to start off their S&M CD. Yoshi was first with his guitar, the spotlight catching him as he moved across the stage playing the opening notes (the song is called The Call of The Ktulu. It royally kicks ass.), then Jeff came out after, then Brent followed with his guitar, Connor stepped up to his keyboards, and Travis slid in behind his drums. They paused for a moment and then kicked in hard. The crowd went wild. They did a few songs from the three CD's they had out much to everyone's enjoyment. Then Yoshi kicked in once again playing the opening notes to Ozzy Osbourne's Crazy Train. That set off the crowd and the bunch of kids in the front row were doing some serious head banging. Someone tapped me on the shoulder and handed me a note.

"I hope somebody's head won't come off," I read what Shiro handed me.

I had to laugh at that when I heard a train whistle. I looked to see The Muphitt brothers sitting on a scaled down train with Scott driving and setting off the train whistle. He drove the train onto the stage, circled the drum set, and then went past Yoshi, slapped him on the ass and blew the train whistle once more. Jeff and Brent were rolling on the floor with laughter at Yoshi's expression as Connor picked up the lyrics. Yoshi put both hands over his face and then shrugged his shoulders and picked up the song again. They finished the song and Yoshi grinned.

"Okay, fine!" he yelled.

The band played a heavy metal version of Mama Never Told Me About You and Caterpillar Crawl. I laughed at the expressions on the Muphitt brother's faces. That was priceless.

"Now to slow things down a bit," Jeff said as he came back out holding a Gibson wide body.

The lights on the stage softened a bit as Yoshi came back with one of his own. They smiled at each other as they started to play and sing together. I immediately recognized Come Rain Or Come Shine from the Eric Clapton/B.B. King CD.

I'm gonna love you like nobody's loved you,
Come rain or come shine.
High as a mountain and deep as a river,
Come rain or come shine.
Well I guess when you met me
That it was just one of those things,
But don't you ever bet me,
'Cause I'm gonna be true if you let me
You're gonna love me like nobody's loved me,
Come rain or come shine.
Happy together, unhappy together,
Won't that be fine?
Day may be cloudy or sunny,
We're either in or we're out of the money.
I'm with you always.
I'm with you rain or shine

(Guitar solos)

You're gonna love me like nobody's loved me,
Come rain or come shine.
Happy together, unhappy together,
Won't that be fine?
Day may be cloudy or sunny,
We're either in or out of the money.
I'm with you always
I'm with you rain or shine
I'm with you always,
I'm with you rain or shine.

Some one touched me on the shoulder and I turned to look at Danny behind me. There was something deep in his eyes and I slipped into his arms and we slow danced to the song. We were not the only ones either. Orin was with Bruce, Marc had Daniel in his arms, roger and Benjy were very close together, and I could see Dustin with his hunk of a lover Nico out on the small tower. Shiro and Sammo were deep kissing as they danced and I marveled at the power of love. Such an amazing thing. The song ended too soon and I wished it could have gone on longer. I don't get a chance to do this with Danny and we didn't want to stop. The ovation from the crowd went on for at least five minutes.

"Thank you so much, thank you. Please welcome our very special guest, Mr. Elton John!" Yoshi said into the mike.

The stage had disappeared and was slowly rising with a big grand and a man sitting at it. All of us went nuts and gave him a huge welcome. Elton stood and waved at the crowd.

"Thank you! Now let's rock the house!" he said and proceeded to do just that.

He did five songs, starting with Crocodile Rock and ending with I'm Still Standing. I had never seen him live and he outdid himself. The final number was totally excellent. A dozen boys came out in a line doing the high step as Elton started I'm Still Standing wearing bright gold or silver glittering tuxes with tails and top hats, white gloves and canes. While the song was played, they did a dance routine that would knock the Rockettes out of a job. The crowd went absolutely crazy, enjoying the song and the dancers. When Elton finished his set, two of the boys walked up to him and escorted him to the center stage while his piano dropped back down. He took his bows and the two lucky boys escorted him off. Yoshi grinned once more and started ripping up a Van Halen song. The band did two more numbers and then bowed off. The Muphitts were the last to come on. I turned to see Benjy say something to Daniel. I walked over to find out what it was.

"Everything's cool," Daniel replied to my query. "Benjy was informing me the escape route is clear and the barn is ready to party in."

"The barn?" I asked.

"Trust me okay?" Daniel grinned.

"Oh God, I'm in trouble now," I sighed.

The Muphitts were ready to go and Scott walked up to the edge of the curtain. He stuck his head out and the crowd cheered.

"I'm kinda nervous about coming out here," Scott said into his mike as the crowd laughed. "But that's okay. It just means we get to send some payback last."

Everyone really cracked on that one and they started their set. They got their shots in at everyone and then some by doing heavy metal versions of Powersound love songs and rapping out one Powersound heavy metal song. We all loved it. It was awesome. I really had never heard them before and they sounded much better than on their CD's. The crowd enjoyed their performance and so did I. It was clear to me that the guys had matured a lot more than the last time I had heard them. I wished them luck.

The grand finale was to have all the guitar players form a line and high step in while playing Led Zeppelin's Rock and Roll. Bob Muphitt was the lucky drummer to drum out the song. The other drummers joined the line and got ready to go. Right on cue the stage lights went out completely. Bob grabbed the huge mallet and lit it on fire. The crowd went nuts as Bob raised it high and then started to swing it around him. Then with all the strength he could muster, he swung the mallet right into the even huger gong on the stage. It was loud and it shook the stage a little. Bob ran to the drums and started the song. The crowd went nuts again as everyone high stepped out onto the stage as Elton and his piano made another appearance. Everyone took a line from the song. Even the crowd sang along. Dustin was going all out with the lights, but the best was yet to come. As Bob started a quick drum solo at the right place, Yoshi ran back behind him as the others on stage moved out of the way. Yoshi had practiced his stunt for weeks, hoping it would go off perfectly. He got a running start and hit the springboard at the right spot and flew up and over Bob and the drums. As he flew overhead he held out the one note on his guitar. The second his feet hit the stage, Dustin fired off all the lights, lasers, and fireworks. Damn, I thought he had gone and blown up the place the sight and sound was awesome. The guys on the stage ended the song in a mighty roar of guitars and the crowd went wild. Sacha bounced out on the stage with mike in hand.

"The Muphitt brothers, Scott, Bob, Clint, and Dave!" he yelled.

The Muphitts took a bow.

"Powersound with Jeff, Yoshi, Brent, Connor, and Travis!"

Powersound guys joined hands and bowed.

"Very special guest Elton John!"

The two tuxedo boys escorted up Elton John and he took his bows.

"Aaron Cutler and Harley Joel Oswald!"

Aaron and Harley stepped up holding hands and took their bows.

"Dream Avenue with Chris, Frankie, Greg, Jesse, and Matt!"

The five teen hunks stepped up and waved at the crowd.

"Last and certainly not least, Billy Golman!"

Billy walked up to the edge of the stage and waved to the crowd.

In unison all the performers yelled out, "Good night!"

That ended the greatest show Peckertown had ever seen.

But in my mind the best was yet to come. Oh my.

***

We rolled past the front gates around eleven that night. Everyone was in high spirits and they were laughing about the jokes and stunts they pulled on the stage.

"Hey you guys know it was all in good fun. Nothing personal," Billy said.

"Dude, that's what made the show rock," Scott said as he high fived Billy.

The vans pulled up next to the barn and we all got out. I stretched out a bit, feeling things go pop in my back. I wondered what was up as I walked into the barn. Aaron and Harley apparently decided to have a second barn built on the property and this one was much larger than the one that housed the horses they had acquired. I blinked as I went in. This one was set up nice. It was wall-to-wall carpeting, deep plush carpeting. I blinked as I saw stuff hanging from the walls and a couple of bondage slings along the back corner. I realized what this was. It was an over sized playroom. I had to laugh.

"You know what it is?" Aaron asked me.

I pulled him up to me and started stripping his clothes off. "Oh yes I do. I'm gonna tie your ass in that sling over there and ride you for a bit, you hot stud."

The others caught on to what I said and whooped and hollered. The party has started. Orin's eyes bugged as he watched the entire group of guys strip down to nothing. If this was what that boy dreamed of, he was gonna see his dreams come true. Bruce came up behind him and started removing his clothes. Orin snapped out of it and removed Bruce's clothes just as quickly. Both of them got a lip lock going while fondling each other. I settled Aaron in the sling and lubed him up.

"Come on Harley, you get to dip first!" I called out.

The guys all cheered as Harley shoved in to Aaron right up to the balls. Aaron moaned and groaned as Harley rode his ass. Harley shivered as he came inside Aaron. He climbed up on Aaron and sat down on his lover's cock and rode it until Aaron had cum. Scott, Dave, Clint, and Bob grabbed the naked teen and put him in a sling right next to Aaron. Then Scott slid himself into Aaron as Clint claimed Harley's ass. Everyone lined up for a shot at their asses. Once they fucked the two teens, they wandered off to another part of the barn with a partner and started lovemaking. Naturally I had my turn at them and enjoyed it. Orin had his turn and he looked like he enjoyed it.

"One rule here," Aaron said as Orin rode his ass, "Nobody forces anybody into anything. Other than that, anything goes."

It was a damn good rule too. I've seen too many scenes get out of control and the end results wasn't pretty. For the next two hours or so everyone fucked, sucked, and switched off partners many times. It was so wild to see different guys with other guys. I had lost count of the number of asses I fucked and cocks I sucked. I can tell you I enjoyed myself. Orin at one point got his mouth on me and I enjoyed having him suck me off. Marc even got his cock inside his nephew's very hot and randy boyfriend and both of them enjoyed it immensely. Benjy was there and he brought a few slaves to service the group, be it serving up beers or butt.

At one point we all were relaxing for a bit and he put on a private show with some Chinese kid named Lee Jun Fan. Oh my God this kid was a well built stud! Not bad for a young kid. When he started his martial arts moves, Shiro sat up and watched in amazement as the kid made lightning fast moves with his feet as Benjy cracked the whip at him. He was quick and fast enough to avoid getting hit. Fifteen minutes later both boys stopped to take a breath.

"Dude, you are way awesome!" Shiro said. "You got skill."

Lee turned to Shiro and bowed. "I know you are shinobi. I sense it. Your ki (internal energy) is very powerful. I would not cross you."

Shiro stood up. "How about we be friends?"

Lee smiled and extended a hand. "I would be honored."

Shiro and Lee Jun Fan sat in a corner as I turned to Clint. "Come here sexy."

Clint got onto his hands and knees and slipped his mouth down over my cock. Orin got behind Clint and slipped his preteen cock deep into the big teen and started fucking him. Scott got on his knees next to Orin and started kissing him while tweaking the nipples. Bruce lay on his back and started sucking Scott cock while Billy started sucking Bruce cock. Bob lifted Bruce's legs and worked his cock into the preteen ass. Greg spread Billy's legs and slipped his cock into Billy ass.

That started an orgy of sorts. Aaron and Harley opted to cuddle with each other and watch. Yoshi and Jeff did the same and that was fine. Things got moving again and I was enjoying myself too much to care who was doing what. I loved feeling preteen and teen cocks in my ass and enjoyed plowing preteen and teen ass and sucking preteen and teen cock. This definitely was one of the most fun assignments we have done in a while. I don't remember falling asleep, because next thing I remember was waking up with boys snuggled up to me. I lifted my head and looked around. Everyone was stretched out everywhere. Yoshi and Jeff were snuggled up on a couch, Shiro and Sammo on pillows in a corner, Aaron and Harley in a sling, the Muphitt Brothers spooned into each other, the other Powersound guys on a bed in a corner, Dustin and his big squeeze Nico next to the fireplace, and I had Orin on my left and Bruce on my right. I got up and stumbled towards the bathroom, finding Benjy and Roger in the tub, Benjy on top of Roger. Neil and Sacha were on the floor next to them. I sighed and went to the back door. I needed to piss. I walked out and did the deed in a bush.

Feeling slightly better, I turned to see an outdoor shower there. The thought struck me I could at least rinse off. Bad idea. Just as I yanked on the handle, I heard the door open and Aaron yell too late. The ice-cold water hit me like a thousand needles at once. I felt my toes curl up, my cock shrink up to nothing and my balls pull up in a hurry. Aaron told me later that I was heard clear down to the lake when I yelled. That was damned cold water. Naturally all the guys thought it was hilarious and spent the next fifteen minutes laughing their asses off.

"Wish I had a camera for that," Billy gasped out.

"Good thing you didn't," I said from the hot shower.

They rolled on the floor once again and I sighed. Kids. What to do with them. I finished up my shower and others trooped in by twos and took theirs thinking it was a good idea. We went up to the house and there was a huge feast laid out for us when we got there.

"It was our idea master," one of Benjy's slaves informed him. "We were woken up by someone yelling and once we saw it was okay we decided to do this thinking all of you would be hungry."

I glared at the guys as they started laughing once again, including the slaves as Harley told them what had happened.

"Mr. Blue Balls!" Danny cried, slapping me on the back setting all of them off once again.

I smiled. "Watch your back for a while. Expect revenge. Now let's eat."

***

We left Peckertown later that morning. As Danny leveled the plane off at 30,000 feet [9,000 m] I poured myself a tall glass of sake and sipped. I felt really good about how things turned out. Everything had gone to plan, nobody got out of control or hurt. Rumor had it Elton John had left the VIP suite at the Inn boy Inn with a big smile on his face. I wondered if Peckertown would see him again. I hoped so. Elton was a very cool dude.

I picked up my phone and called Mac and gave him a report. He thanked me and told me to go relax for a week on my mountain, which was fine with me. Dream Avenue was to be my guest until they did their shows in LA. I watched them playing poker again and this time it was Sacha who was cleaning everyone out. He was doing much better now that he had learned to relax. I don't think he'll forget this for a long time. Neither will I.

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